Valentine's Event

[eyeforaneye]

[Private text to Clive]

Dear Clive,

I'm putting this into words because I cannot bear to say it to your face. This isn't something I want to mess up. When I see you the cold days here become a little warmer.

You possess so many qualities that henceforth I bore little to no appreciation for. Your mind is a thing of beauty. I don't want to forget the time we've shared. It's hard for me to say this, but… I want you to return to my world with me, to live with me. I don't have much but what I do have is all yours. I'll provide any comforts you desire so long as you agree. Please understand that I want you to be as happy as you've made me.
I dream of one day holding your hand as we watch the sunrise in my world, together until it sets, of lying in the tall thrushes with you and counting the stars.

We'll be happy always, I swear it. No matter what threatens us, I'll crush it myself. I'll always keep you safe from harm. The hearth will be warm and the table will always have food on it. I would fight an army for you.

I steal glimpses of you every chance I get. I don't think you understand how I've been suffering inside, masking it to avoid causing you any discomfort. I've seen your body, its perfection. I saw your excitement, just the other day. I wanted to be the one to make it all better for you, to offer you relief and enjoyment in a way that no other could.

It doesn't matter to me what others think. It doesn't matter to me that we're both men. It doesn't matter to me that I'll be unable to restore my clan with you. Where there's a will, there's a way. Let's fight together for our future.

Be my partner, always.

Sasuke

[Private text to Flora]

Dear Flora,

To you this might come as a little bit sudden, but for me it feels like it's taken far too long.

Do you remember when we were stuck under the mistletoe together? You had come to the hospital, to visit me… It's been so long since anyone's done anything like that for me. Besides, even if they had, back where I come from it would be too difficult for me to accept that kind of attention. Is it selfish to want it from you?

You're a kind person, perhaps too much so. Still, I couldn't keep this quiet any longer.

I hope you'll understand,

Sasuke

[Private to Hong Kong]

Dear Hong Kong,

You've taught me so many words. Now it's time for you to teach me the language of love.

I'm waiting,

Sasuke

[Private text to Japan]

Dear Japan,

I know by now that you want my body. You need to just say it forthright, using your own words, in your own beautiful language.

Hurry it up,

Sasuke

[Private text to Turkey]

Dear Turkey,

I want you. Sexually. No strings attached.

Now.

Sasuke

[ ooh: Okay, I had several letters in mind, hence the cuts. And… I am so so sorry. These are all heinous. I couldn't resist. ]

Comments

[eyeforaneye]

Mm.





I did not write it. [ He's so gentle! But now he's thinking about what Flora said... ]

[towered]

I see...




[ She seems almost disappointed. ]

[eyeforaneye]

[ ... He doesn't like that look on her face. Why does it bother him so much? ]

Someone took this. [ A gesture to the communicator. ] I think.

[towered]

[ She frowns at the communicator. ]

Why on earth would the do something like that, though? How terribly rude of them!

[eyeforaneye]

I don't know. Clive, Japan, Hong Kong, and you... But you liked it?

[towered]

Didn't...din't I just say I did?

[eyeforaneye]

It is strange... Liking that. Clive is not your only one?

[ The level of tact he has and the vocabulary he possesses to get this point across are both amazing, okay. ]

[towered]

[ She opens her mouth to say something, turning to look at him for a moment...and then away just as quickly, looking incredibly guilty. She feels terrible about it all.

It feels wrong, but she can't help it. Which only proves to distress her further, the frown tugging at the corner of her lips as she wrings her hands. ]

I don't...know?

[ She stands quite suddenly. She felt like a mess. A bad person? Insincere? She didn't know, but she had to move before she exploded from all the feelings welling up. She doesn't leave the room, she just paces a bit, her face hot.

For the most part she seems lost in thought. Wringing her hands ever so often, or fiddling with her hair. Just nervous little habits as she tries to bury all these feelings where the sun doesn't shine. ]

Does this make me...a bad person? [ It's more to herself than to him. ]

[eyeforaneye]

[ Sasuke remains silent for a few long moments, stretches of time void of sound in which he feels perfectly comfortable even though she clearly isn't finding it so easy.

Flora cares for Clive. That much he knows, just as he knows that Clive feels the same way. And yet... Here she is, clearly upset over feeling something else as well. ]

You are not a bad person. [ Even if it hadn't been addressed to him, Sasuke answers. He pauses for a moment. ] You love Clive? [ This is not his area of expertise. He's not sure how to handle it. ]

[towered]

Sometimes I wonder.

[ She stops her nervous pacing, staring at the ground a moment before answering. ]

Admittedly...I don't really remember what love is supposed to feel like. [ An awkwardly uncomfortable pause. ] I do care about him, though.

[eyeforaneye]

He makes you happy? [ Sasuke, being a person so obsessed with roles and a person's identity in relation to others, struggles to understand this issue. She has someone who can play the role of her lover. That void in her life is full now, isn't it? ]

[towered]

Of course he does. [ She's just...not sure if that's all that drives a relationship. When does 'He makes me happy' become 'I love him'? She doesn't know where those boundaries lie. ]

[eyeforaneye]

But not always. He has hurt you. [ That's not a question. ]

[towered]

Should that make me dislike him?

[eyeforaneye]

Yes. [ He operates on multiple systems of morality, okay. ]

[towered]

Oh...[ She frowns, looking contemplative. ] Even though...he's been very kind to me as well?

[eyeforaneye]

[ Don't listen to him, Flora! ] ... I saw some things, in his head. You do not care about his past?

[towered]

[ But he's so compelling!! ] Well, of course I do.

[ To ask or not to ask, that is the question. ]



What...kinds of things?

[eyeforaneye]

[ ... OH GOD now I have to describe this in not-fluent English. ]

He... laughed. Took your arm. [ He grabs his own in demonstration. ] There was a large metal thing. Very large... 要塞. He made you stay there.

Many buildings were... [ He moves one hand in a straight horizontal line. Flattened. ] 破壊された.

[towered]

Oh, you saw him destroying London, then. [ It doesn't seem to bother her all that much, as she'd come to terms with his actions a long time ago. She doesn't move though, staring contemplatively at the ground and realizing absently that he still hadn't apologized for the kidnapping.

She would have to go demand one later. ]

Ah...but yes, I know about that.

[eyeforaneye]

I know. You were there. [ He states this completely factually, interested in her response. ]

He did that, to a city, and you are not mad? [ That's... He can't help thinking of his own situation, a little bit. Is she that forgiving? ]

[towered]

Ah...well, with this place, it's hard to be sure. When I first arrived, we were from different points in time.

[ She grows quiet, thinking a moment, trying to find the right words to explain why she wasn't mad. ]

Well...I never really considered London to be 'home', exactly. And, well...I understand why he did it.

[eyeforaneye]

[ 'I understand why he did it'. Far too often he encounters people that don't consider a person's motivations in judging his or her crime. It's refreshing, really. ]

I see. So you were in his way? He did not mean it?

[towered]

Well...No, not really. I honestly don't know why he kidnapped me--But...

[eyeforaneye]

"Kidnapped"?