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A few months had passed. And I still don't understand what was leading you. After the fight I was supposed to go back to you and forget about tiredness and pain, which was embracing me. I was supposed to hug to you, listen to your bored voice, but so melodious and harmonic for me. So soothing and moving. I wanted to see your face after that worthless victory - this pity and disconcert by being forced to fight with old woman and weird girlie. I wouldn't be surprised, if I'd see you turning one of them into your masterpiece. But instead of this...
You can't imagine how difficult was for me to hold off my emotions. This anger when I've heard Tobi, who was almost singing about news, that you have been defeated. You? The Master of Puppets? Renowned Akasuna no Sasori? By these two sluts? I'm sure, if I would have arms in that moment, this whole Tobi, whoever he was, would die in one minute.
When I've already hated him, he became my new partner. It was horrible. He was always trailing after me, I hadn't even a moment to fully bid farewell to you. During all this time...
First, I didn't believe in his words but I just had to come back to the cave to check this.
It was only one moment when I could vent my emotions. There wasn't any living soul around. I was staying above your body, but there wasn't anyone here! Even I was dead. In my heart. I've never felt so helpless. You really were laying there, but I couldn't make you move or say something. Anything.
It was so cruel from your side! And incomprehensible! You've said so many times that you're living for me, that I'm a sense of your existence, that you're creating for me even if I don't agree with your vision of true art. And soon after you lost so easy battle! You couldn't, if you didn't want it.
You left me, bastard. I wasn't so important to you as you were saying. You were damned egoist!
But what did death bring to you? You denied your art, you crossed your achievements. In what did this help you? What did you want to achieve? Hurt me? You succeeded. However, you could do this in other way, not by killing yourself. And I would never change my feelings. In spite of everything I believe, that one was eternal and constant. Then I'd have a hope, that I could fix everything. I'd make you never think about suicide.
Yes! It was suicide! Very sophisticated but still.
Why did you do this? Why have you lied so awfully? You didn't have reasons to do that. To leave me without something, that bring sweetness to life and doesn't allow to sink in monotony.
Maybe I've missed something? Is it possible, that I didn't know you as good as I thought?
Why does person without conscience would end his life?