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It's late + I feel like writing a short story= this:

(Will be done once planning is complete. It's a love story...in progress.)
what i have so far:

She walked into the room to find a letter and a red tulip and a white rose near her bed.

Kirenai opened the letter, anxious to know why she hadn't seen him for so long. Kaien wasn't the kind of person to cut off connections like that. Especially after he just told her he loved her. She began to read, his voice saying the words in her head:


Dearest love of mine,

Kirenai...I wish I would've never had to send this to you, but there's something important for you to know. I really wish I wouldn't have to admit this, but I have been killed. My time was limited from the start. The reason I always suggested out-of-the-way places, the reason I didn't like attention, that's why. Snipers don't take to kindly to quitting, either you're one of them, not, or prey.

You always questioned why I gave your those specific flowers. I enjoyed teasing you by not telling for the time being.