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Dear Uzumaki Naruto,

   I never understood the way they treated you. So cold and indifferent... I used to see you on that old swing, crying softly. You were too proud to tell anyone of the pain you felt inside so you covered it up by being obnoxious and by pulling pranks. But no matter how hard you tried, no one treated you any different. To me, though, you were Naruto, not “the fox-boy” or “the nine-tailed demon fox”. To me, Naruto was Naruto...
   Then we became shinobi. We started going on missions together and *chuckles* you always goofed up, one way or another. You were so cute! I could tell that you were happy, honestly and truly happy. You were always trying to show me up, always trying to surpass me and impress Sakura. And after the Land of Waves mission, you were so focused on trying to repay your debt to me. You were busy trying to save my life when you should've been trying to preserve your own...
   And then, after all the time we spent together, I left. I, being the self-centered jerk I am, left you. And all the time I was away, there wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think about you. Naruto, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you the way I did. If I had known...if you had told me...I would never had left. But I didn't know...
   Once I returned, you accepted me. Even though I didn't deserve it, you still treated me like I mattered, like I was important. It was then that I realized that I didn't just want to be your friend anymore. Hell, I loved you, Uzumaki Naruto! But I was scared that if I told you, I would loose the thing in my life that mattered most: your friendship. It tore me up so much inside that I finally broke sown and decided to tell you, over a bowl of ramen, of course. You were so adorable when you ate! I was so nervous I almost threw up. Although, now that I look back, I don't know why because it turned out that you loved me too. Even after all that happened to you because of me, after the pain I caused, you said you loved me, that you loved me ever since I “gave my life” in the Land of Waves. If I wasn't so shocked, I would've felt so guilty (well, guiltier than I already was) for ever leaving you. It took all the strength I had not to shove my tounge down your mouth right then and there!
   We were so happy in the months that followed that we barely even noticed the astonished and later disgusted looks that people threw at us when we held hands or hugged. God only knows how they'd react if they knew what we did behind the bedroom door! Through all of the disapproving glares that we faced on a daily basis, you never stopped smiling because you knew we had each other and that was something special that those villagers didn't. We were able to wait our the storm until the villagers had a new target; poor Kakashi-sensei and Iruka-sensei had “followed in our footsteps” so to speak.
   And now, as I look at your headstone and remember all the great (and not-so-great) times we had together, I can't help but wonder, why? Why couldn't I see past my selfish desires and see your pain when we were kids? Why didn't I listen to your pleading voice when you begged me not to go? Why didn't I try harder to save you when you finally repaid your debt and gave your life to save my own, worthless one?! Why was it you who died, leaving me in this core of solitude... I'm sorry. That sounded kinda selfish. I'm trying to be more compassionate. Now I know how you felt when I left. But there's one big difference: you're not coming back.

                                                                                    Love Always,
                                                                                                Uchiha Sasuke

PS I hope we get to see each other again. I really miss you.

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Dear Uzumaki Naruto,

   I never understood the way they treated you. So cold and indifferent... I used to see you on that old swing, crying softly. You were too proud to tell anyone of the pain you felt inside so you covered it up by being obnoxious and by pulling pranks. But no matter how hard you tried, no one treated you any different. To me, though, you were Naruto, not “the fox-boy” or “the nine-tailed demon fox”. To me, Naruto was Naruto...
   Then we became shinobi. We started going on missions together and *chuckles* you always goofed up, one way or another. You were so cute! I could tell that you were happy, honestly and truly happy. You were always trying to show me up, always trying to surpass me and impress Sakura. And after the Land of Waves mission, you were so focused on trying to repay your debt to me. You were busy trying to save my life when you should've been trying to preserve your own...
   And then, after all the time we spent together, I left. I, being the self-centered jerk I am, left you. And all the time I was away, there wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think about you. Naruto, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you the way I did. If I had known...if you had told me...I would never had left. But I didn't know...
   Once I returned, you accepted me. Even though I didn't deserve it, you still treated me like I mattered, like I was important. It was then that I realized that I didn't just want to be your friend anymore. Hell, I loved you, Uzumaki Naruto! But I was scared that if I told you, I would loose the thing in my life that mattered most: your friendship. It tore me up so much inside that I finally broke sown and decided to tell you, over a bowl of ramen, of course. You were so adorable when you ate! I was so nervous I almost threw up. Although, now that I look back, I don't know why because it turned out that you loved me too. Even after all that happened to you because of me, after the pain I caused, you said you loved me, that you loved me ever since I “gave my life” in the Land of Waves. If I wasn't so shocked, I would've felt so guilty (well, guiltier than I already was) for ever leaving you. It took all the strength I had not to shove my tounge down your mouth right then and there!
   We were so happy in the months that followed that we barely even noticed the astonished and later disgusted looks that people threw at us when we held hands or hugged. God only knows how they'd react if they knew what we did behind the bedroom door! Through all of the disapproving glares that we faced on a daily basis, you never stopped smiling because you knew we had each other and that was something special that those villagers didn't. We were able to wait our the storm until the villagers had a new target; poor Kakashi-sensei and Iruka-sensei had “followed in our footsteps” so to speak.
   And now, as I look at your headstone and remember all the great (and not-so-great) times we had together, I can't help but wonder, why? Why couldn't I see past my selfish desires and see your pain when we were kids? Why didn't I listen to your pleading voice when you begged me not to go? Why didn't I try harder to save you when you finally repaid your debt and gave your life to save my own, worthless one?! Why was it you who died, leaving me in this core of solitude... I'm sorry. That sounded kinda selfish. I'm trying to be more compassionate. Now I know how you felt when I left. But there's one big difference: you're not coming back.

                                                                                    Love Always,
                                                                                                Uchiha Sasuke

PS I hope we get to see each other again. I really miss you.