A/N:

.darn this is stupid

.this is my first story

.and i don't know much

.so please be nice and review

He went out for his daily patrol and never came back

I know he's strong. But there will always be someone stronger

My beloved yakyuubaka,

There are things I wanted to tell you, things you never knew.

You left, and I stayed to protect the juudaime. Now I know how you felt when your 'Pops' suddenly disappeared.

You'll never be able to see this, that's why I'm willing to write all this down.

Did you know?

Its been a year since I last heard that cheerful laugh of yours, saw that supid mega-watt smile

...that I came to love so dearly.

Its been a year since I last screamed yakyuubaka at you for acting too close with the tenth. Its been that long, since I last saw you.

Did you know how much it hurt?

Remember that time when I first met you? You were practicing for your big game.

At that time, I wondered how someone could have so many people relying on him, and still be so friendly and cheerful.

I couldn't believe myself at first, but your cheerfulness has some positive effects on me.

I thought I had gone insane. That, or a UMA was having a weird effect on me.

But my calculations were proven wrong.

I hadn't gone insane, something else happened.

Something even I could not be prepared for.

...I fell deeply in love. I didn't know what to do.

Whenever I'm with you, my face grows warmer, whenever I hear your laugh, my heart beats faster.

Is there a cure?

Is there a medicine, for this craving to be with you again?

Then you did something unexpected,

you came to my apartment and said you loved me, and then you kissed me.

After that, you kept on calling me over and doing the same thing.

I thought I was driven by lust, I thought you were, too.

But I was wrong; you really loved me for who I was.

So now I sit here writing this letter,

writing you things that you'll never know and that will never mean anything in your sick baseball-infested mind.

But I have to say them, the words that came too late.

I love you too, Takeshi.

I'm sorry I'm too late, but I love you.

These are true words that will never change.

Your Smokin' Bomb for all eternity,

Gokudera Hayato

I walked to your grave and threw the letter at your freakin' tombstone. Sobbing like the little girl I am. As the rain fell, I heard whispers of those precious words you would have said.

...I Love You Hayato

A/N:
so how was it?

PLEASE!

BE NICE AND COMMENT ON MY FIRST STORY!

.all it takes is a few minutes (_)