A Ghost Wandering the Streets of Tokyo

When days stretches on like this I worry. It doesn’t matter what the reason was… All that mattered was that I was away. I remember…

welcome surprise

Session Start (hajime:hide): Sat May 16 21:45:46 2009 [21:46] hajime: *wolf enters an unnamed space* *sniffs the air and looks around* [21:47] hide: *Hide enters*…

A Visit to the Ahou

*sits staring out the window ignoring the pile of clothes to be put away*

Idiot…

She took it back… I was unworthy after all. That phrase keeps repeating in my mind ever since last night. I had always wanted to…

I had to make your writer go. How long were those two going to talk? *lights a cigarette, taking long winded puffs* You know Hide…

My turn to speak… before the morning continues I need to have my say: ? Things done with good intentions… to try to fix one’s…
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That One Day

I came back that day, carrying some peaches I think. I don’t really remember it all, just that I came with some fruit and a…
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They were all just lies…

Ever since after leaving Tokyo, I have noticed she has been so concerned about being “real”. I suppose it is something they call “In character”,…
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He whom I once was

I?EUR(TM)ve given up. Deep down I know I have. There are many reasons that it would be difficult to point out each one. But perhaps…
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Shadow

The things that are important will not change. How many times did she tell me that? I know she is na??ve even thoughtless at times…
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Present

Chichi, Okaasan helped me make this, and said I can just write to you here like a letter. I wanted more pictures with us in…

“If you always feel like you have to be someone else… something else… when you’re around me, that’s not a very meaningful existence. It speaks…

June 30, 1885 – Reflections

I awake in wee hours of the morning. Not that I could really sleep… This reminds me of the time I used to rise first…

IC Hide

aeoeEURaeoe? I seduced you With beautiful hope I seduced myself With beautiful hope
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Swan Song

We couldn?EUR(TM)t quite make it?EUR? The other half of the blue plate is still lying in my room. She was a dream that I couldn?EUR(TM)t…

Sleeping…

I settle down to sleep, leaving the window open to catch some of the breeze. I stare at the ceiling… not really tired, but I…

The various fakes and inhibited thoughts of this world

Ah well it’s been quiet in this journal for a while. A rather crazed counterpart of mine has made rather -interesting- journal entries I see.…

To Forget her

I probably should not send you this. I don?ft really know if it?fs good to send or not.. or if it will help or not..…

Reality

I?fve decided to just send the stuff to you. It?fs better that way I don?ft have to think I held back important information. Oh well?c…

May 6, 1885 – Loitering

Nothing?EUR? Suddenly everything is back to how it was. Ah?EUR? But here in Tokyo, it?EUR(TM)s been like this since I can remember and here familiarity…
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May 2, 1885 – Night Ramblings

Finally?EUR? Silence?EUR? I go down the hill and hear the gentle waves of the ocean to my left. Like a magnet it draws me to…
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An Old Face

There is something that I’ve lost while going through the changes and passage of time. A part of myself that has kept my life together…

Okita-kun

Somewhere in the many different worlds that I found myself in, there has always been several Okita’s whom apparently is my bestfriend. Oh no.. Not…
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What are you? Who am I?

? Something modern… Something different… But something true as well. It’s a good thing the plethora of music in the closet is astounding. How You…

Stupid Writer…

So I’ve been stuck with my idiot writer the whole day. She’s trying to get me to work on an another alternate pairing fic but…
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In the Past…

My writer as I’ve said before is an audiophile. She likes every music genre especially the romantic Japanese ones from Anime. *rolls eyes* So… It’s…
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Late Night Musings

I stumble back to my futon. It’s been a long day and I rest, only to hear music playing somewhere… I don’t really know where,…

teahouse

Hajime, ? ? ? How many ways can I say “yes” to your proposal?? Yes I will follow you there, into this other past… I…
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Taming a Mibu Wolf

There was once a woman who could only live in the shadows… I think I found her when I was pissed on my birthday… Hmmm…
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My Daughter

I have a daughter… Very interesting? *looks amused* She seems to be quite different from me… Bah she didn’t even get my golden eyes nor…
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Blurring a Fine Line…

So my writer has decided there’s just more than one of me… And yet here I am thinking I am only one. What is Kizu…

The Past Six Years (Summer 1879 – Early Spring 1885)

That day when Hide and I were supposed to meet to go to Sasaki, Kizu gave me a note saying that it has been postponed…

Summer 1879 – Early Spring 1885

Summer-Fall 1879 That day when Hide and I were supposed to meet to go to Sasaki, Kizu gave me a note saying that it has…

Tenchu

Stealing into the night like a thief, I am Tenchu, the wrath of heaven, servant of the Gods and deliverer of salvation. Yet I am…

The writer is STUPID

Kizu: Saitou-san what is going on with you? Saitou: Nothing. Kizu: Where is the Saitou-sama that I know. Saitou: there is no Saitou-sama Kizu: Fine!…

Time to say goodbye

I have decided that I shall forget about her. Perhaps I really am an evil man, no… I am sure I am just that. There…

Arguments

So Hide… Had enough yet? I suggest you do not drop in when I’m fooling around. What the hell were you doing there? And when…

The women of Aizu and a few ties here and there

“Took you long enough!” I shouted at the woman behind Nakano-san as she alighted from the horse. We had been waiting for days for reinforcements…