Letter to Deidara

Dear Deidara,

I've never been a very social person.
Even as a child, I enjoyed solitude. That's why this is so hard for me to say. But I have to, I really do, because if I don't tell you now I never will.
Okay, here goes...

I love you, brat.
I love you with every fiber of my being. My life's been brighter since you came into it. When I'm about to give up and feel like throwing my heart container into Zetsu's room, your bright blue eyes and brilliant smile save me.

I don't know why I'm telling you this – there is, after all, no chance that someone like you would ever love an unfeeling puppet like me. No, you deserve much better. But still, I can't help but wonder what it'd be like falling askeep in your arms.

I'd kiss your forehead and cheer you up when you cry.

I'd play with your hair and laugh with you when you're happy.

I'd sit on the edge of your bed, watch you dream about happy things and hear you breath.

I'd fight the nightmares away when they come, be your knight in shining armor.

And above all; I'd listen and understand.

Don't feel guilty about not loving me back – it's only natural. I'm twice your age, after all.
Or maybe it's the fact that I don't look it?

Yes, I know; I'm a freak. I'm not even human anymore. But please, just try to understand me – you, brat, are the most beautiful person to ever walk this earth. You're an angel and I'm only barely human. Angels fall, yes, but your light is too blinding to ever go out. You're a star on the night sky.

You're what's left of my human self; if I lose you I'm but a puppet. Truly and completely.

I'm sorry. You shouldn't be held responsible for my stupidity.

But, please, do me a favor;
Don't touch me. It's unbearable. If you're going to touch me, then hit me. Make me feel alive again.

Sincerely,
Akasuna no Sasori