Always, Makoto

Dear Haruka-san,

I cannot help but think of you as I gaze at the beautiful pale blue heavens

above.

The first time I saw you, I was struck with awe at your calm, mysterious

motions; the sense of coolness in your voice; the secret in your eyes. I must

admit, however, that when I first laid eyes on you, I thought you were a boy. And

a very cute one at that! I hope that does not offend you, Haruka-san. Forgive me

if I seemed a little lovestruck; the others are often commenting on my various

crushes. Even though you weren't the boy of my dreams, you were nothing less than

what I hoped you'd be. A skilled fighter, a fun friend, exciting, devoted... a

great person to spend a sunny afternoon with. I wanted so much to be like you,

Haruka-san. You are such a great person; the woman I want myself to be. A red

scarf in my closet is a token of that.

Don't let me decieve you. I was not only drawn to your physique. Your

manner caught my attention as well. You have wonderful humor, but know how to be

serious when certain matters are discussed. Like our fate. It is difficult

fighting a powerful negative force; having limited help; able to trust no one.

Even now I am amazed at how well you and Michiru-san held up through it all. I

feel very privledged to have you as a team mate. The very grounds quake as you

ward off enemies with a passion unlike any other. You are quick with both your

fists and your mind; a quality I wish were mine. That I admire about you, Haruka-

san. Being physically strong is something anyone can achieve through some hard

work, but being emotionally well off is something different. Thank you for being

that way. Thank you for being yourself. Our dear Haruka-san.

If ever I am to meet my soul mate, that one person in life who means the

world to you, I hope he is nothing less than the kind of person you prove to be.

Sincerely,

Makoto