Hello everyone! This is my first fiction on this site and I decided to spent Hakuouki! Cons by one thing: I am French so I probably had to make monumental mistakes! Excuse me!

Note : So it is a YAOI fiction(boy x boy). If you don't like this, don't read this.

The sky was blue, the sun was shining, it was hot. Shinsengumi were training new recruits. Okita was in his room, in bed, he watched what was happening outside.

"Decidedly, the new recruits are not good ..."
He sighed. How long was he not go out? He doesn't even remember. The more we progressed in time, the more his condition worsened. Okita was desperate, nothing holding him here ...

Behind these poor recruits, was Saito, he was responsible for training them. Okita was hard to resist the pale skin, the sapphires eyes of Saito. He looked like a beautiful porcelain doll. Okita always loved this man since his arrival in the Shinsengumi. But Saito doesn't seemed interested in him, Okita was sure that he had eyes only for Hijikata.

"Tsch ..." Okita looked away from him and tried to sleep.

"Souji? You're asleep?" The voice of the vice-captain sounded in his back. Okita straightened. Hijikata was sitting nearly him and behind Hijikata, Chizuru Saito,who was sit against the wall. Okita tried to smile

"It's rare to see you here, Vice captain." Okita said.

"I'd just take news of you."

Okita sighed. "I'm fine as you see it. Stop worry for me, Hijikata-san." Hijikata frowned.

"Baka! It's been several days that you don't eat "

"I'm not hungry" Okita wrote a new smile in his face.

Hijikata sighed: "What is your problem?"

Okita's eyes widened: "But nothing I'm fine." Yes it was fine except he was on the brink of death and he was dying of love for Saito.

Hijikata became agitated, he rose and shouted "I know you ! What's your problem to the point of not being able to eat!"

"..." Okita's smile hid and frowned. The Lieutenant, who having understood he would 't talk turned heel and left, followed by Chizuru, who was a bit lost. However, for the biggest surprise of Okita, Saito remained. He looked the same look as usual. Without thinking, Okita spoke with a bad tone:

"You have something to say?" Saito looked at him with a pierçing look , as if trying to collect something in him. It pu Okita uncomfortable, which looked away.

"No." This was the only word of Saito. He got up and was about to leave. Okita had to lute for not preventing him to leave or jump shot and steal a kiss.

"It's not that I don't want to talk ... But I can't speak"Saito turned around, approached the bed and sat nearly to Okita.

"Why?"

"I can't." Indeed, he can't say that he loves him, at least he dares not. His heart was beating so hard with the stress, he was seized with a violent cough.

"Souji ? You holding up? You want help?" Saito rushed to help him but Okita waved his hand to say that it was going. His cough lasted several minutes but eventually stops. This sensation during coughing was unpleasant: it was as if he tore his throat. In pain, he had slumped to the ground. He got up and began to smile.

"Do not worry like that," he said. "I'm used to this. "

"You could die you know?" Saito said, with his usual calm.

"I'm ready: nothing holding me here ." Okita closed his eyes, still smiling. He might want to appear happy, an expression of sadness could be felt. Saito was also felt.

"Souji, how can you say such a thing? You have changed ... You never said that before."

"Oh? You prefer me before?" He replied, innocently.

"I did not say that." Saito rose. "The vice captain might need me, I'll leave."

"Very well, thank you ..." Okita frowned: it was obvious that Saito loved Hijikata.

He began to smile: "Get good morning to others!"

"Yes." He turned heel and left. Okita lay back, satisfied with the visit of Saito and his little chat with him.

Several hours passed, Okita didn't sleep: he couldn't, he needed to move. Then he rose and went out a little. The night was warm and soft. The sky was starry. Okita sat and stared at the stars. He stayed several hours like that, leave him much good. The night was far advanced, he thought back to his room. He made a long way when he made an early malaise.

"Damn ... Not now ..." He used the rest of his forces, trying to walk. Reached his room he collapsed and began to cough. This time, it was much more violent: he began to cough blood lots of blood. He could not get up. "Shit ..."
Saito and Sanno, who were passing here, saw Okita.

"Souji!" Sanno screamed. They rushed. The state of Okita was critical. Saito ordered to the captain of the Eighth Division:

"Go get help fast!" Sanno complied. "Okita? Okita, you hear me I'll help you find your room." Saito supported him, holding him by the arm, they walked and helped Souji to lie. His cough didn't stop. A doctor arrived, he helped Souji breathing.

"Breathe ! Breathe !" Chizuru was in a state of shock: "Was this the end of Okita-san? Impossible! I refuse to believe it." were his thoughts.

Cough passed. Okita fell tired. The members of the Shinsengumi, reassured, returned to their occupations. Hijikata asked to Saito to wait until he wakes up. And so he did. He waited a long time. When Okita awoke. He smelled a familiar smell, but he could not know which one.

"Souji, are you okay?" It was the voice of Saito. Okita rose quickly turning to Saito.

"Hajime-kun? You have waited all this time? " he asked. He was a bit lost.

"Yes. I'll get the vice captain I'll be back." He was about to get up but Okita seized his wrist as if to restrain him, which was the case.

"Not Hijikata-san ... Just you ..." he said. He blushed a bit but the moments with Saito were so rare that it would benefit. Saito sits down. Near his futon.

"I'm asleep, eh? Tsch ... I'm pathetic." He said, he laughed mockingly.

"You made a big crisis. We all thought you were a goner. You ought to tell someone. Imagine that we not come Harada and Me."

"... I wanted to be alone." he said with his usual smile.

"Why?" Okita looked Saito for a moment. He itemized look. His long silky hair was all tied by a string, put on his shoulder. His eyes were bluer than the color depth of the abyss of the sea He was just perfect. Then he answered.

"I wanted to think."

On your problem earlier?" He asked.

"Yes, sort of ...". He rose and wine sit on outside and looked dreamily at the stars.

"The vice-captain was right. This problem makes your critical condition." Okita turned his head and smiled. He beckoned him too and that's what Brown did. He sits down beside him.

"You're too concerned about my health." Saito sighed and replied

"It's normal. It would be annoying that you die."

"Do you want that I tell you the problem?" he said, turning to Saito, with a look strangely serious.

"If you insist." Saito simply replied he didn't want to force the patient to talk about things that bother him.

"It's you." Saito's eyes widened, surprised.

"I'm not sure I understand." Okita approached him and whispered in his ear:

"I love you"