They were dead.
All of them.
Theirs bodies smelled of the lead bullets that came from the Gatling Gun.
They all died for me.
What did I do to deserve this? The Oniwabanshu group was the strongest in the world.
Or were we?
Were we continuing to go on living just because we thought we were the strongest? Or did they know that we were weak, but pretended for my sake?
Han'nya…did you know the most? Did you not care for dying? Did you only care for my selfish goals and me? I saw you there…just that look of shock and surprise…or was it there for show? Were you really happy? Serving me, were you really satisfied of what you had done in your life for yourself?
You were always my right hand man…but did I betray you? My own selfishness…it was the thing that killed you in the end.
And I'm sorry for being so selfish.
Shikijo…you died right in front of me to protect me. The first one to give up their life for my own…and you still held your humor. And…you said you had no complaints, but I knew you were disappointed to die without accomplishing your own goals…and yes, I did look at you and your eyes held me locked into watching your death.
And even though you believed nothing could get through your skin and muscles, you still died. That just showed me that you can hold you beliefs but you are still going to die in the end.
You taught me Shikijo…
And I'm sorry I did not listen.
Hyottoko…I remember you as a real man. A family man, I should say. You let us stick together. You and me had a lot of differences, but that is what kept us together. You had a kind heart, and you smiled when Kanryu took your life. I've always enjoyed your smile.
And I'm sorry for not saying so sooner.
Beshimi, you little weasel. I mean that in the best and kindest way ever. You knew poisons and how to counter them. You may have been the weakest fighter, but you were the greatest inspiration. You showed courage and control and you also taught me many things about medicines. I'm sorry that I couldn't have learned more, since you always loved to teach.
But you all died.
And I cannot bring you flowers.
And I cannot bring you glory.
I'm looking at your stones. I think I should have put your names on them…but no, I'll skip that.
I'm going to join you, and no one can write my name on a stone. So I will die nameless also.
After all, I'm dying right now.
Though it says one shot, I might make another chapter or even a full story with enough reviews! And it will get better if that happens!!