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[The handwriting is a touch shakier than usual]

Is everyone alright?

[There's a long pause, and then-]

I'm sorry.

Date: 2011-08-09 04:53 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
[Souji's brow furrows slightly in thought]

They're all... familiar. [The last two in particular - though after his dream, the vice-commander's doesn't surprise him.]

Yamazaki-san. It fits. [There's a small smile there, less brittle than before.]

Date: 2011-08-10 01:10 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] notpissedoff.livejournal.com
[Rain nods. It does fit - it feels even more comfortable to him than the name Susumu. Perhaps he'll start going by it. But that thought can wait; there's more to the memory, and Okita should probably hear it. He continues.]

You were also there. We were preparing for battle, by the sound of it. There were thirty-four Shinsengumi soldiers, and roughly forty of the enemy hidden in the city, and it was ultimately decided that we would not wait for reinforcements from Aizu. [And Rain has to wonder just how that worked out for them... he advocated waiting, after all.]

Date: 2011-08-10 10:55 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
[Souji listens thoughtfully, nodding slightly. It's good to know - but he doesn't have the context for this particular incident, no real idea of how it fits into their shared history. Though... one thing might tell]

If I spoke at all... did I sound well?

Date: 2011-08-11 04:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] notpissedoff.livejournal.com
[The question brings Rain right back to he's missing a lung, and he swallows, but answers smoothly.]

You said very little, but you sounded fine.

[Rain's not sure, either, exactly where this incident fits in; he's able to determine a rough timeline for some of his memories in relation to others, but this one... there was nothing in it for him to go by. It probably came earlier than Okita's memories of being sick, though... actually, Rain hasn't had any memories wherein Okita seemed to be anything less than healthy.]

Date: 2011-08-11 05:17 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
[He knows the way he felt in his last memory - and he knows he wouldn't have been able to keep illness that severe from showing in his voice. At least not with Rain listening. And Lezard-san had said the disease got worse and worse, if left untreated.]

We probably lived, then.

Date: 2011-08-12 02:49 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] notpissedoff.livejournal.com
[Rain nods, slowly, looking down at his hands which are folded on his lap.]

Yes. I may have not even seen action - investigators were charged with the defense of headquarters while the squads went out in search of the enemy.

[There's a considerable pause before he continues.] ...I wish I knew whether we were successful or not. [But that's usually the way it is with memories here - recovering just enough information to have new questions to ask. It never seems to become less frustrating.]

Date: 2011-08-12 05:30 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
[Souji nods his agreement]

Me too. I hope we will, someday.

[A thoughtful pause, and then he continued]

There was a second man in my dream. Older than Hijikata-san.

Date: 2011-08-13 02:08 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] notpissedoff.livejournal.com
[This feels close to normal again, sitting and talking about what they recall of their shared past as they so often do. It's almost possible to imagine that Okita didn't die... but no, of course he would have had another birth dream.

Another man, older than the vice commander... Rain wonders if it's the same one he heard. One man in his memory did sound a bit older, the one who called the vice commander Toshi. He quits staring at his hands and looks back up at Okita, nodding for him to continue.]


...Please go on.

Date: 2011-08-13 05:00 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
He was familiar, but I don't know his name. He was... dead, I think. White kimono, blood over his stomach and from his neck. [Seppuku wounds]

He said...that I had killed him, but it wasn't my fault. That all things came with a price, even honor.

[Souji's hands tighten slightly on his tea-cup. This is somewhat personal territory - but he can trust Rain]

He hugged me. He had a bamboo blade in his hands... it ran through as easily as steel. He said to remember him. And to be good.

Date: 2011-08-14 04:35 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] notpissedoff.livejournal.com
[Rain doesn't need it spelled out for him what sort of wounds those were - he catches on. Seppuku. And if Okita killed him, does that mean he was responsible for the circumstances leading to the man's death, or simply that he was his second? But this is a dream they're discussing now, Rain reminds himself, not a memory. It could merely be symbolic... just as being run through easily with a bamboo sword probably is.

He sits in quiet contemplation for a minute, attempting to determine whether he holds any clues that might help make sense of the dream, or whether he knows who the man might be. But the only person he's remembered who he knows to have died is his sister, and the rest of it... it doesn't ring any bells. Eventually, he shakes his head.]


I'm afraid it doesn't mean anything at all to me. [He pauses briefly.] One of the men in my memory sounded older, but as I was unable to see anything, I don't think we can determine whether or not it was the same person.

Date: 2011-08-14 05:36 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
[Souji nods. Understandable that it doesn't mean much to Rain - much as Rain's list of names doesn't mean much to him.]

He was someone... important, I think. I wish I could remember.

[He shakes himself out of that train of thought, and takes another sip of tea before looking up at Rain again, slightly more determined]

I promised Hijikata-san... that I'd return. I'm going to keep that.

Date: 2011-08-15 03:49 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] notpissedoff.livejournal.com
[They're on the same page there, at least. There's important work to be done back home; there are people relying on them. Rain's suddenly reminded of his memory of his sister, what she said to him when she stopped him from killing himself - Do you plan to let Hijikata-san down? ...Hijikata-san is putting his trust in you.

Rain meets Okita's gaze levelly, and nods once.]


Yes. We both will.

Date: 2011-08-15 07:27 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
[This is the most certain Souji has felt since waking up - he has a purpose, at least, if not a master. But Rain was right, earlier - he has Hijikata-san, waiting for him... somewhere]

We'll find a way.

Date: 2011-08-16 02:01 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] notpissedoff.livejournal.com
[Rain nods again, but says nothing. If there is a way to get home - and he refuses to believe that there isn't - they'll find it eventually. They have to.

A minute passes, in which he stares at the surface of the table in thought, and eventually he lets out a long exhale and slowly moves to stand. He's said what he came to say, and Okita's said his part... and Rain feels that there's an understanding between them, at least. He doesn't agree with what Okita did - they don't see eye to eye on everything, clearly - but they remain comrades.]


Just... don't do that again. [Rain's voice is soft, but steady. He's not angry at Okita anymore... but the pain of having lost him might take a bit longer to forget.]

Date: 2011-08-16 06:48 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] coughcoughshank.livejournal.com
[Souji manages a somewhat lopsided smile at that. Refuge in audacity, as usual]

I can't afford to. [Only one lung left, after all :|]

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