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I remembered that night so clearly it still hurt as if I had been physically wounded. It all still felt so real to me; his voice, his smile, his smell. His long, thick blue, black hair, his optimism even though there was no cure, and his crimson blood. The way he had said my name when calling me into his room still echoed in my head even now and it threatened to make me cry for then his voice could still sing.

It had been a cold rainy night and I had been standing behind the wooden door, listening to him cough and cough and cough. It had been some time ago and even though he was still here. Lying with me, I knew that his kindred spirit was fading rapidly now.

That night, so few moons ago, he had told me the truth. The truth which had both set me free from my duties to him and the Shinsengumi and recommitted me to him in another way entirely, I was to still serve him, but I was to serve him as a wife.

As we lay there I remembered him drinking the tea, I had just poured him, and smiling at me before telling me that I always looked so worried. I recalled thinking that he was the reason I always looked worried and, as if he had read me mind, he shook his head and told me that I was worried for nothing. But then, that was when the coughing and blood started.

His narrow, yet muscular shoulders shook violently and he dropped his cup, spilling hot tea all over the Tatimi mats we were sitting on. I held onto him that night, desperately praying to the spirits to spare him as I felt how every cough shook his thin frame which now lay on my lap. The fit only lasted about ten minutes but by then he had already coughed his hands full of his own blood.

The sight of his blood had frightened me but after he had recovered he pulled me into his arms and allowed me to shed my tears at the realisation that he didn't have much longer to live. After my own tears had subsided he finally began to speak, his voice calm and serious, telling me about my future and that he planned on spending as much of that future as he possibly could with me. I looked up at him and he kissed me, told me that he loved me and that night ended in a scene similar to the one that we were both currently in. We had just been married that day and he had been beaming with happiness but now, as he held me, I felt that happiness slip away as his spirit left his body but I knew that I carried the last part of him that he had left one Earth inside my own body and with that realisation I closed my eyes and dreamt of him.


A/N: Ahh here's a little something I wrote a while ago, have fun though I won't be continuing it, though please review, I want to know what you think of my writing.