Umbrellas in the Red Snow
Shinpachi stared down at the blurry floor, his glasses long smashed and discarded of, as he bent over and wheezed in pain. He stared in terror as the felt the tremors within the building as the unnaturally long earthquake continued to rage in a constant drum.
"Make it stop!" he screamed. "This was supposed to be a simple job, why did this happen?"
He heard a scuffling noise to his left. A group of people were fighting though he could not tell who through the noise of the earth. His hands skimmed over the ground frantically until he cut one of his fingers on a thin shard of glass. Snatching what he hoped was a piece of his prescription lenses. He brought the coin sized glass before his eye just as he heard a scream over the constant rumbling. He looked through the glass just in time to see a katana pierce the centre Kagura's chest. He immediately recognised the black Shinsengumi uniform of her assailant.
Wh-why! Tears welled up in his eyes as he tried to understand the situation, and why that man had stabbed his best friend. Before he could even attempt to fight against his immense pain and rise to avenge Kagura, he felt a weightlessness and the sensation of falling. The floor beneath him gave way and Shinpachi received one of more glance through his tiny lens at pained blue eyes and blood spraying from between the small breasts of a mere girl. The warm red fluid spattering across the Shinsengumi officer's recognised face.
-cut to opening sequence-
Well, that was as good a prologue as anything. Nice to meet y'all, this is my first Gintama fic and it will be following the pattern of an episode, so please sit back, grab some popcorn and enjoy. Rating is subject to change if things get too... Gintama-ish.