The wolf in Tokyo

We arrived in tokyo the following Monday. After our previous conversation we had packed headed off on Friday. I had decided to spoil her a good amount on this trip. I always felt guilt for not giving enough in my opinion back to her after the war.

We as a couple had a vacation while I prepared for my battle with the Battousai. She still had the exact same energy she had as a teen during the revolution. I was always amazed how practical she was. Even on a vacation like this she was more excited by the sites. I bought a silk kimono for her as a gift.

When I returned to our room at the inn she leapt at me with the same enthusiasm as she had at the start of our relationship.

After I released her and sat her down on the couch and her my newest purchase. She might have been extremely practocal and disillusioned but she still occasionally had the same wants as any women. She screamed and hugged me so tight I had trouble breathing. After she calmed down she asked me a valid question.

What's your plan for tomorrow?

What do you think?

You're going to the police station aren't you?

Bingo.

Hajime, right?

You got it.

When can I expect you back?

I was wondering if you would come with me.

You know he and I never got along.

You don't have to meet him I just want to treat you to lunch after/

Alright, when are we going?

Tomorrow don't worry I'll wake you up.

Alright.

Afterwards I left her to get her rest since it was already late. I went to my bag and retrieved my blades. I had gone to the room where battousai had fought the tenken. What I saw there sickened me. To see okita's blade broken due to a child's error in battle was very painful.

After I had retrieved the remnants I went to the best smith In Japan and had the blade repaired. Luckily for me, he was also an acquaintance of okita so he did it free of charge. I had planned to put it at his grave site after this. But, one meeting changed that.

Flashback

I stood at his grave with a jug of sake pouring it on his grave. I was just about to lay the blade down when I felt a strangely familiar touch on my shoulder. When I turned around I saw okita looking at me with the same smile as ever.

Okita, here.

As I tried to give his ghost back the blade he pushed it firmly back into my hands.

Aren't you going to take it?

It would be far better for you to take it.

I would have no use for it.

Thank you.

Oh by the way next time don't waster good sake and just leave it on the ground.

Sure.

How's it coming with along with my sister keisuke?

Very well.

I'm waiting for some grandchildren keisuke.

Sure.

Well, see ya later.

End flashback.

She pulled me quite firmly by the arm back to bed. When we got to bed she pulled me on top of her with a firm intensity. I slept still seeing the battle to come.