A/n: First Naruto fanfic. Woo. Based on real life
Disclaimer: Don't own
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Dear Temari,
I don't even know why I'm doing this. What point is there in penning a letter that's never even going to reach you? But Ino insisted—she claims "writing down what I feel will help me understand it better". And, well—you know Ino. She gets what she wants. Such a troublesome girl. (I'm sighing, if you hadn't guessed).
Anyway, I've been feeling a lot of things lately. I'm not really good with emotions, you know—they're so troublesome. But I know I was angry. I mean—it's been months, Temari, months, and I know it only takes a week maximum for a message to get here from Sunagakure. So either every single message you've tried to send has gotten lost in the mail (and, knowing the Delivery ninjas, that's pretty near impossible) or you're deliberately not contacting me.
So I was angry. Angry for a really long time, actually. What the hell did I do? We aren't in a fight—at least I think we're not—and the last thing you said to me made it seem as though you intended to stay in touch. "Let's not let us die, OK? I'll write." You even remember saying that, Temari? Because I sure do.
I don't think I'm angry anymore. Just—sad. Because truth is, I miss you. Everyone around here is getting their happy endings—Ino and Chouji, Neji and Tenten, Kiba and Hinata, Lee and Sakura, Shino and his bugs, Asuma-sensei and Kurenai-sensei, even Kakashi-sensei and Iruka-sensei, for goodness's sake!—and I'm lonely. The clouds are good company but—never tell ANYONE I said this they—they—theygetboringeventually. (Never thought you'd hear me write that, eh Temari?)
But anyway—I don't know what to do. All these troublesome emotions and the even more troublesome advice from my friends (Naruto says break up with you, Choji says move on, Hinata says there's surely some logical reason behind all of this and not to give up, Ino says to write down my feelings) aren't helping at all. Especially Ino. Thanks to her, I've written a description of my Ideal Girl (two pages that basically reach one conclusion—you,) a list of things I hate about you (it's short,) a letter about my feelings (yes, this one I'm writing right now) and a grocery list (it was hers—I don't think it was actually part of the sort-out-my-feelings-about-you plan—I think she was just being lazy). So basically, the point of this really long, really troublesome letter is…any anger I had for you is gone. I miss you, Temari, and I think I might love you (Urk, love, even more troublesome than sadness)…and I want to see you again. Soon. Whether or not you want me too.
All my love (whether or not you want it, please take it—it's troublesome,)
Shikamaru