Shinsengumi and Me (COMPLETED)

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I don't know if this will reach you but Kondo San, Heisuke and Sannan San are gone. I'm sorry Ekō chan. I passed through Aizu a week ago and Saito's division is still there. Die happy

Souji

Clutching the paper to my chest, I sucked in a shaky breathe as my eyes welled with more tears for my lost family. Death is creeping closer, day by day, swallowing them up before I can say goodbye.

Life is cruel, it's unfair. I wonder how Soujis doing, I assume he's taken the medicine by now. I haven't, though I might soon. My strength is disappearing faster than a cherry blossom sheds it leaves.

"Miss? Are you alright?" A man asked me as I sat against a tree, on the outskirts of a city. "Y-yes I'm fine thank you." I coughed slightly. He looked extremely worried, I probably look like death. I haven't slept in days, nor eaten.

"Please accept these, I have much food to spare." He handed me three loaves of bread and a flask of cold tea. "Th-thank you sir." He smiled at me and went on his way. Ripping apart the loaves, I chewed quickly, resulting in biting my own tongue. The blood filled in my mouth and I spat it out, wrenching. I'm so sick of the taste of blood, it's like metal.

"I need to...move." I struggled to stand and continue further towards the battles ground of Aizu. Many people have asked where I'm headed, I told them the same thing.

"Home."

The only place I ever felt at home was with him, I'd rather die nearly there. Than live back in Kyoto as a house wife, cleaning and cooking all day.

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Leaning against a tree trunk, I coughed violently for four minutes straight, I think I'm gonna be sick.....yep! lurching forward, I vomited a pool of blood onto the ground, gagging and wrenching until the contents of my stomach lay on the ground in front of me. I slid down the trunk, trying to stretch out my arm, that never healed right so I barely move my fingers now, and can just about extend it. So wielding a sword is gone. I shook my head and stared into the night sky.

It's time.

Wiping my mouth with my sleeve, I pulled off my white scarf and set it beside me. Opening my small cloth bag, I pulled out the red vial. "Bottoms up." I mumbled, opened the glass vial and swallowed the liquid.

"K-gah!" It burned my throat like fire, my insides erupted in flames. My hair, hanging off my shoulder turned from brown to white and my eyes glowed red in the reflection of the now empty bottle. "So this is what power feels like." I laughed at my deepened voice.

I stood up tall, for the first time not needing support, I could feel the power coursing through my veins and I leap into the air, the moonlight shinning against my hair. My arm buzzed then straighten and returned to a normal shape. Not out of place at the elbow.

"Ha...hahaha!" I laughed as I touched ground again. Whipping out my shoulder, I sliced through a branch thicker than two of me with no trouble at all. I sunk my blade through a trunk as though it was water.

The sky lightened, a ray or two shattering the skyline. Light danced near my feet, a dangerous feeling setting in my stomach. Ever so slowly...I extended my healed arm towards the beams of light.

"Ah!" I hissed and jumped back, "So sunlight is hell then. Figures." I spat and picked up my things. A piece of paper fluttered to the ground as I rewound my white scarf.
It was from Souji.

It's a bit of a bummer but the water of life won't heal tuberculosis. I put this in your bag before I left, you've probably taken it by now. Stay out of direct sunlight, stick to the shadows and rest as much as possible during the day. You may be dying, but your not dead yet. Don't rush to your grave Ekō chan.