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Hanami
After I’ve realized the truth between Yaso and I, that circumstances change and sometimes there is nothing that can be done about it. It is…
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A Stranger or Not?
The letter arrived from Hiroaki at noon, the second day of June. I had just started to settle in with my job in the TMPD…
The Ties that Bind
Yamaguchi Yuusuke, my father from the Akashi-han was one of it’s lowly foot soldiers but yet he was a retainer for the Shogun and I…
Howling Wolves
To fight fire with fire. To cross blades and spill blood in the streets of Kyoto in order to serve the Shogun, to protect the…
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Stealing for Shimabara
Shimabara the red light district… Slightly to the southwest from the center of Kyoto. It was one of the places where we were assigned to…
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A Reunion of Sorts
We met once again. I am elated to find her alive, somehow in Aomori she escaped and unscathed it seems. I smile remembering that night…
What’s in a name?
In the early autumn of 1872 I was released through the good grace of Matsudaira Katamori and find myself once again Aizu. “I’m glad you’re…
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A Day’s Battle in Hakodate
In late September 1868, after the Battle in Aizu a strong wave of guilt encompassed my being. In the earlier part of the pending Aizu…
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Thoughts of the Young
It was the day of the dead. That late spring in 1853 the Sakura trees were in full bloom. My parents and I were walking…
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Turning to Ashes
It was too late… The small military outpost we were going to invade was deserted… How could this be? We had planned carefully… And yet……
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Of Traitors and Loyalty to Nihon
I have heard the Shinsengumi defeated the Choshu in their first skirmish. I grinned like there was no tomorrow. We were on the right path.…
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Nothing but Darkness
How many days has it been? Weeks? Months? I do not know anymore… I should’ve taken the chopsticks and kept them to tally the time.…
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Conversations are Troublesome
Sometime before the start of winter Yaso and I were conversing about everday things. What we did that day… Who we met… And I don’t…
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Dreams…
“When will you stop bringing us misfortune Hajime?” My brother shouts at me from the top of his lungs… I had just came home with…
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The Republic of Ezo and the Seinan Wars
If the Republic of Ezo ever came to fruition… If Enamoto and Hijikata were succesful, I would’ve considered it a new home. A crude form…
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Idealism is not the only reason for death
“Saitou… May I speak with you?” I glance up from the sake cup at the mention of my name. “Yes Hijikata-san?” While he explained the…
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To Lose a Gamble
?EURoeWhere are you going??EUR? Came a rather agitated inquiry. ?EURoeNone of your business.?EUR? ?EURoeInouhe-san!?EUR? She cried and hung to my sleeve. A wave of disdain…
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Makoto… A Way to Live
A war is like a broken glass. Bits and pieces shattered all over the place and represent only part of the whole. It was the…
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The Simple Life… or NOT!!!
Are you alright? I find myself in a small room. There seems to be some talk outside but they are drowned by his continuous scuffles…
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To Rest Upon a Signed Sword…
I hear their foot steps getting closer. I cannot move from where I am. From a deep cut on my shoulder oozes my blood and…
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Aomori… Out in the Wilderness…
It was common back then not to be trusted. No man, no woman nor child could be trusted by the government. There was no freedom.…
When it Rains… It’s Fun to Play Tag.
He died that day. I will never forget… I stood in the rain as those men took a piece of him. We had been taking…
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For there are many reasons…
Having just returned from an assignment, I knew they would all be sleeping. I open the door slowly and see Tokio laying on the futon…
Just another “mental” post…
A girl with short black hair and baggy eyes enters the scene… wounds: I am so freaking tired… I need to go to bed… Saitou:…