After The War

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"To all who are listening this song

and have no place or person to return to,

hope lies within your heart.

Even if you're inside a blazing flame,

I'll give you the strength which will never

get damaged.

That which those hands tried to protect

may have been the person you loved... but,

take a look at your red stained hands

and know that foolishness you brought from yourself,

know that sin which accepted your mistakes,

and come to know the tears which ceaselessly overflow..."

-'The Everlasting Guilty Crown' Egoist

The red stood out obnoxiously against the white of his hair and clothes. It was the same red that his eyes used to be. Now his eyes lacked the vibrancy that the blood covering him had. He was dead. Not physically, but mentally. He had become hollow inside and and true emotions were harder and harder to feel.

"It's Shiroyasha! Kill him!" an amanto screamed somewhere nearby.

'Yes' he thought,'Kill him already. He's already halfway there.'

Unfortunately Zura decided to show up and save his ass. He was so close too.

"Hey Zura. You think the others are still alive?" he asked.

"It's not Zura! It's Katsura! Anyway its just you, me, Takasugi, and Sakamoto left." Zura replied.

'Why are we still fighting then?' he asked himself,'For Shouyou-sensei.'

They continued to battle and eventually they regrouped with the others. Takasugi had lost an eye, Sakamoto had decided to leave, and Zura wanted to keep fighting. We fought a losing battle and still lost.

'Sorry Shouyou-sensei. We lost.' he thought somberly as he sat by himself on snow covered ground.

He still had yet to change out of his torn up, blood covered clothes or tend to any wounds he had. So blood began to taint the snow's pure color. It was cold he supposed, but he felt to disconnected to really feel it. He was alone again. There was no more Sakamoto, no more Zura, no more Takasugi, and no more Shouyou-sensei. He felt like he was back at square one: all alone, covered in blood, and hollow inside. Part of him almost wanted to give up.

"Gin-chan!"

"Wake up you lazy bones!"

"Oi! We have a customer finally! Maybe we should leave him so he doesn't ruin anything and wake him up after we get all the details."

"Fine. Sadaharu keep an eye on him okay!"

"Arf!"

Groggily he sat up from his futon realizing he was just dreaming. He hadn't dreamt about that in a long while. Not since before Kagura, Shinpachi, and everyone came into his life. He idly wondered for a moment what made him start thinking about those types of things again, but brushed it off quickly. That was the past. He had something new to fight for now. He wasn't alone anymore nor was he as dead as he was before. Despite everything that's happened and everything he's done he can still fight for the ones he loves. They will always give him the strength he needs to keep going. He has lots of important people now anyway.

"Gin-chan's awake now!"

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