Since the moment I first laid my eyes on you, the world seemed to have stopped. I was so fixated, so confused about why I would always look back at you. But I realized that now, I understand why. I understand. I do, but it's too late. I was too late. It's too late now. Now, you're gone. You're gone forever. Never to be seen again. Gone from this world, from life, from my life. Gone. He's gone. My sunshine is gone. Now I'll never see him fly again. 

Pretty setter boy they'd call me, perhaps they were right, but I found something even more beautiful. The moment I laid my eyes on him, Hinata Shoyo, my heart pounded, pattering, my eyes were captured by the soft glow of his honey auburn eyes. I've never felt this way before. Not til, well not at least until I met him. The sunshine who took my breath away. The light of my life. 

Never would I have thought that I could have been so intrigued by someone or something. I never would have thought that I never...would have if I hadn't had met you. But if I could change one thing in the world, it wouldn't be wishing that I had never met you. I'd just wish that you'd stay, but that would be selfish, wouldn't it. I'm glad to have met you, Hinata Shoyo. 

He took a deep breath, holding onto the letter tightly. He sighed, his eyes closed, as he began to unwind the string, unsealing the envelope, and opening the letter. He saw a memory of his past with him, a memory in which was ever so beautiful. 

The bright sunshine had been excited to meet new friends, dragging along the setter with him. He wanted to show him something he thought was cool. 

The smaller boy giggled, as he dragged the older one around. Their hands clasped together, bringing warmth to the tips of his cold, cool, delicate fingers. Oh, how happy he had seemed to show him the flower field outside. His soft orange locks gently blown in the wind, as the sun shone, but not as bright as him. He shone ever so brightly. 

I had never been more mesmerized and entrapped by something so...so...suddenly. I never...hah who am I kidding, if it was Shoyo, I would never let him leave my gaze. 

Oh, how the boy missed him. How he missed the feeling of warmth spreading throughout his chest whenever the smaller would smile. How he missed the feeling of his cold heart melting with each smile he showed. How he missed the feeling of his soft locks in between the fingertips of his fingers. How he missed staring at his dew honey auburn eyes. How he missed him. How he missed him...HOW HE MISSED HIM.

And with that, he unfolded the parchment, opening the piece of paper that could have been so insignificant but meant the world to him, because it was from him. It was from him... 

Heyaaaa! Hinata Shoyo here...well was here at least...haha! Um...I don't know how to tell you this, but hi Akaashi-san! I'm sure you've heard the news already, and well, considering that you're reading this right now, you already know what happened. I, Hinata Shoyo, died of Hanahaki. I had one month left to live, and I lived it to the fullest. 

There are a few things I regret, which is not telling the people who I loved that I loved them. They told me that I didn't have long to live, but that's alright. It's alright, as long as all of you were happy. I didn't want to be selfish, I didn't want to hold you all behind, and I didn't want to lose you all. Maybe, I was afraid of rejection, so perhaps maybe that's why I decided not to tell you all. 

But here we are now. Dead, alive, left somewhere in between limbo perhaps? Maybe. I'm not quite sure where I would be right now, but one thing that I'm certain of is that I love you. I love you Akaashi Keiji! I love your ocean blue eyes, how they shimmer in the sunlight. How cold your gaze becomes when you're defensive. How your eyes are sharp, captivating. I love your laugh. You should laugh more! Really! 

It's so captivating and contagious. I really love your laugh, Akaashi-San. But most of all I really like you! Hah, well, like wouldn't explain my feelings. I love you! I love Akaashi-San. I love your raven hair and the way it shimmers in the sunlight. I love how your silhouette is so captivating whenever you're standing under the moonlight. I love you, your whole being. I love Akaashi-San!

Love Hinata Shoyo

And that sent him, that sent the composed pretty boy. The boy who seemed ever so distant to others, the boy who was calm, cool, and collected. That sent him to tears. He broke. He was broken and that was alright because the one who broke him was lovely. He was lovely, beautiful, truly. He was everything. He is everything. He is his everything. 

Finally, his shell broke. His walls to his heart had collapsed, and the boy who was once defensive of his feelings began to cry. He was crying. He was...all because of him. It was all because of him. Him. Hinata Shoyo. It was him. It always had been him. From the moment he laid eyes on him, he knew it always had been him. It always will be him. He will always love that sunshine who lit his world. 

"It's you. It always has been you. It's always you. I've always loved you."