AN/Warnings: I hope this will be my first victory against a writer's block of almost six years. Originally written back in 2008, but I never published this one because I felt it was missing something. Now after eight years I found the text again and decided to try doing some editing and see if I can make it publishable.
Same things still apply: I'm not native English speaker and like I said it's been six years since I've written anything else than some (crappy) school work. And like you've guessed, I don't own Last Friends, I just like to dive in to characters' minds.
Have I ever told you how much I love you?
My dear Michiru,
For me you have always been a beautiful flower that should be protected. From the beginning I've wanted to be that protector, and the one to pick that flower.
My caring Michiru,
I know I've been acting strangely since you moved to live with us in the share house. It's because at the same time I'm so happy just to know you're living under the same roof. But it kills me inside to know that somewhere in your heart you still love him.
But you know I'm not demon or anything evil.
Right?
My gentle Michiru,
If I had been born as a boy, would things be different? Then I wouldn't have to hide my feelings for you or hate my body.
My beautiful Michiru,
Maybe I'm bound to you by red string of fate. Or even if I'm just delusional romantic, I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you. Not anynmore. I'll protect you even from myself.
But you know I can't lie to you anymore, so soon I have to tell you the truth. Truth about my feelings toward you. About things that I've kept bottled up inside for so long. Will I then finally be free to become myself?
Soon, my Michiru,
My love