I don't own PMK or any of it's characters, I only own Din, Setsuna, and Seimura.

Thanks for all of the sweet reviews!! Wow, I'm really late here. I've been really busy, I'm sorry. Moving away...this is the last chapter for a while, I've finally caught up with the chapters I have on my laptop and now have to work on them more. Sorry about this, this fic is very close to being done which is scary.

0000-shows flashback and when you see it again, the flashback is over.

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Hijikata ran towards Ryoma with his sword drawn, and forced his blade downwards onto Ryoma. As his sword went down he felt his sword slam against another metal object.

"Ya know," Ryoma began with strain, "she always talked about you."

"What?" Hijikata asked.

Ryoma pushed Hijikata's sword off of him by using his handgun. As they separated, Ryoma drew his own sword and pointed it back towards the black haired man. Hijikata stood there for a moment, taking in what he said when he realized that fighting was more important.

"I said that she always used to talk about you," Ryoma answered. "Even after she found out that you had 'died'."

"Shut up," Hijikata hissed. "That's none of your business."

Hijikata attacked Ryoma once more but Ryoma dodged it with ease, seeing that Hijikata was obviously distracted by something and Ryoma was going to use it to his full advantage. Ryoma moved his sword up to where Hijikata had been, slamming his sword into Hijikata's.

"Is that any better?" Ryoma asked.

"Shut up!" Hijikata yelled once more.

"You don't have to worry about her anymore," Ryoma said, pushing Hijikata away once more. "I'm taking her away from here and as long as I'm up and breathin' she ain't coming back."

Instead of attacking Ryoma once more, Hijikata remained where he was, and his sword moved down to his side. Ryoma lowered his sword as well as he saw Hijikata lower his sword, and brought out his gun once more.

"Who are you to decide something like that for her?" Hijikata asked, looking back up towards Ryoma. "Who do you think you are to her?"

Ryoma brought up his left hand and showed Hijikata the sliver ring sitting on his ring finger. Moving his ring finger a bit, a large grin crossed his face.

"I'm her fiancé," Ryoma said.

"I've slept with him, and that means that I'm going to stay with him Hijikata."

This man who was standing in front of Hijikata was the man who Din had decided to be with over him. This was the man who Din had fallen in love with over Hijikata. This man, Ryoma Sakamoto, a man who was wanted by the Shinsengumi was the man Din wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Ryoma was the man Hijikata had been replaced with, and as Hijikata thought about it he thought about what Din might have wanted.

"Din," Hijikata whispered.

"So what are you gonna do?" Ryoma asked.

"Please stop this Toshi-kun," Kondo whispered, taking a step towards Hijikata.

Hijikata moved his sword back onto his hip without saying anything else. Ryoma watched as Hijikata took his hand off of his sword, and suddenly looked back up at Ryoma.

"Hurry up and take Din out of here once her wounds are taken care of," Hijikata said as he gripped his right fist. "I don't ever want to see the two of you again."

Ryoma grinned. "Don't worry about it! Like I said you'll never see the two of use as long as I'm alive!"

"You'd better live," Hijikata hissed. "Now get out of my sight!"

Hijikata walked away from the courtyard, and back into his room where he slammed the sliding door shut. Kondo walked over to Ryoma with his arms crossed over his chest, and stood in front of him with a tired look on his face.

"I'll take you to Din-chan," Kondo said with a sigh. "But please remember to take good care of her, she's a long time friend of mine and I don't want to see anything bad happen to her."

"Don't worry," Ryoma said back in a gentle tone as well. "I'll take good care of her."

"There," Susumu said with a sigh of relief. "Din-san's wounds are closed."

"Good job Susumu-kun!" Matsumoto said, patting Susumu on the back. "We've stopped the bleeding so Din-chan should be able to recover."

Susumu reached up and took the covering away from his mouth. "That's not what I'm worried about. I'm worried that her wound is going to get infected. Is there anything we can give her?"

"I'll look for something," Matsumoto said as he stood up. "Susumu-kun, I'm proud of the job you've done in an emergency situation."

Susumu bowed his head. "Thank you Matsumoto-sensei."

Kondo led Ryoma to a room next to the examination room where Tatsunosuke was waiting. Kondo walked in front of Ryoma and took in a deep breath of air.

"I'll go and see if Din-chan is ready to leave," Kondo said. "Please wait here for me to return."

Ryoma nodded. "I will."

Kondo walked over to the nearby door and walked through it without another word. As soon as Kondo left the room, Tatsunosuke pushed himself off of the wall and walked over to Ryoma who was reloading his gun.

"What are you going to do?" Tatsunosuke asked.

"Din and I are leaving," Ryoma said as he placed bullets into his gun's chamber.

"Leaving?" Tatsunosuke repeated, his eyes growing wide. "Sakamoto-san you can't take Din-chan away from here!"

Ryoma blinked. "Why not?"

"You just can't!" Tatsunosuke yelled.

Tatsunosuke moved his head down and closed his eyes tightly, trying not to say what he really wanted to say. He was gripping his fists together the tighter he tried to closed his eyes. A part of him didn't want to tell Ryoma that he didn't want them to leave because he was in love with Din but the more he thought about it, he knew that if he told Ryoma how he felt, Ryoma might let Din stay.

"Why not?" Ryoma asked.

"Because I love her! Please Sakamoto-san, let Din-chan stay here with me! I don't want to lose her," Tatsunosuke admitted.

Ryoma sighed heavily and looked away from the young man as he finished reloading his gun. Tatsunosuke looked up towards Ryoma, hoping that the older man would allow Din to stay in the Shinsengumi with him when Ryoma shook his head in a physical answer.

"I'm sorry Tatsu-kun, Din's gotta come with me," Ryoma answered.

"What?" Tatsunosuke eye's widened once more.

"This is something we've been plannin' for a long time." Ryoma placed his gun back on his hip. "We have to do this Tatsu-kun, I'm sorry."

"I'll be back when the snow falls though, and then…"

"Din-chan," Tatsunosuke whimpered.

Nothing was coming to Tatsunosuke. He didn't know what to do anymore, so all he did was fall to his knees and let the tears he had been holding back to fall from his eyes. Here Tatsunosuke was once more as useless as ever at a time where the one thing he wanted the most was leaving him.

Ryoma, on the other hand, was focused more on getting out of the Shinsengumi as soon as he could. Din was injured both physical and mental manner, and he knew that this was something that was going to take a lot of his effort to heal. He didn't know if things were going to ever be the same, but he would do everything in his power to help things return to the way they once were.

Suddenly the door to the examination room opened, and Kondo stepped out. He walked over to Ryoma and lowered his head.

"Din-chan's ready for you to take," Kondo added.

"Thank you," Ryoma said as he stepped forward.

"Sakamoto-san!" Tatsunosuke yelled as he looked back up. "You can't take her! Please Sakamoto-san!"

"I'm sorry Dragon boy," Ryoma said once more.

Matsumoto walked up and over to Ryoma with a small bag in his right hand. Ryoma stepped over to him first, held out his hand, and Matsumoto handed over the bag to Ryoma.

"In there are some medicines that will keep her wound from becoming infected," Matsumoto said, moving his right index finger towards the bag. "Give each of the medicines in there to her everyday before she goes to bed. Make sure to change her bandages everyday."

"Yes Matsumoto-san," Ryoma answered with a nod.

Matsumoto stepped out of the way, and Ryoma walked forward to see Din lying on the floor. Ryoma moved into the room carefully, trying not to slip on the blood that had stained the floor. When he finally stood by Din's side, he saw that her kimono was stained with blood and piece of wood were scattered around her beside.

"What's that from?" Ryoma asked.

Susumu stood. "Underneath her kimono she had small pieces of wood that protected her sides and back. It looked like self made armor that actually took some of the blow from Okita-san's sword."

"She must have been worried about something," Ryoma whispered. "She normally doesn't wear her armor around the house."

"She should be able to recover in about a month or two," Matsumoto said, stepping up towards Ryoma. "Just do as I've told you and she'll be fine."

With a sigh Ryoma moved his arm underneath Din's head and his other hand underneath her legs. He gently picked up her body, and moved her up against his own body, being careful of her injury. Once Din was fully in his arms, Ryoma turned away from the group of men and began walking towards the exit.

As Ryoma walked by Tatsunosuke, the dark red head looked up towards Ryoma but instead of saying anything, he looked back down towards the floor. He couldn't say anything; he couldn't take care of Din like Ryoma could and now more then ever Tatsunosuke realized it. If he really loved Din, Tatsunosuke knew that he had to let her go with Ryoma.

"Din-chan," Tatsunosuke whispered to himself.

Ryoma carried Din out of the Shinsengumi and walked through the streets, taking back alleys to make sure that he wouldn't get caught. Ryoma knew one place he would be able to take Din without getting in trouble, and where she would be able to heal without being disturbed.

Hijikata slammed his left fist into the wall after he had placed his sword away on its stand. He slammed his hand again into the wall but it wasn't riding him of the horrible feeling that was eating away at him.

His door suddenly opened, and Kondo took a careful step in. Hijikata turned to him, and then looked away.

"I don't want to talk about it," Hijikata growled.

"There's nothing to talk about," Kondo answered.

"Then why are you here?"

Kondo moved his head downwards. "Din-chan is gone."

"Don't even mention her damn name!" Hijikata slammed his fist into his wall once more. "I don't want to ever hear anything about that traitorous wench!"

"Traitorous?" Kondo repeated. "Toshi-kun, I highly doubt that she would—"

"How could she not?" Hijikata hissed. "We don't know what she's done before or what she could do now that she's found out what we've done."

Kondo sighed. "I think I should leave you alone for a while before I try to talk to you about this."

"You said there was nothing to talk about."

Kondo took a step out of the room. "I'll be back later Toshi-kun."

As soon as Kondo closed the door, Hijikata fell to his knees and slammed his fist onto the floor over and over again. How could he have let something that important slip underneath him like that? Was it because he had been getting too comfortable with the fact that Din was going to leave already? Or was it because he really didn't have the heart to tell her what he had done to her sister?

Hijikata moved his hand to his forehead as he thought about the night that he, Kondo, Souji, and Yamanami had taken Setsuna's life. It seemed so long ago but now that Hijikata finally saw the results of what he had done, it seemed as if it happened yesterday.

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"This is the place?" Kondo asked.

Souji, Hijikata, Yamanami, and Kondo were standing outside of a small house that sat just on the bank of the river. Rain was falling down onto them as they stood there, their swords at their sides and hoods around their heads and mouths that kept their identities a secret.

"Yes," Hijikata answered over the rain. "Yoshida Toshimaro's wife is within these walls. We are to go in there and demand information on where her husband is. If she refuses, then we'll have to kill her."

"Yes Hijikata-sama," Souji answered with a nod.

"Do we have to do this?" Yamanami asked. "I've done some research on her and from what I've discovered she's only a young woman."

"She's dangerous," Hijikata hissed. "We have to do this."

Kondo walked over to the front door and with a powerful kick, he knocked the door down. The three behind Kondo ran forward into the house to find that the first rooms were empty.

"Where is she?" Hijikata whispered, drawing his sword.

Souji looked around. "She might be upstairs."

Hijikata looked over towards Souji and pointed to a set of stairs in the corner of the room. The group moved at a slow pace towards the stairs, Hijikata being the first one to start the careful descent up the stairs.

The wooden stairs creaked as the group climbed them. When they reached the top of the stairs, they were greeted with an open door with a small light coming from inside of the room.

"Go," Hijikata whispered.

The group ran upstairs and stood in the large doorway of the open door. There in the large room was a kneeling woman who was sitting next to a small candle. In her hands were small pieces of cloth and a needle.

The young woman sitting there had black hair that appeared blue that had been gathered in the back and tied together and hit her back. Her two different colored eyes, her right one brown and the other blue. She was wearing a simple dark purple kimono.

Hijikata paused as he looked at the woman's eyes. Those different colored eyes reminded him of the woman that he had lost years ago and that was when he realized who this young woman was.

"Setsuna-chan," he whispered.

"Why are you here?" she asked. "Are you here to kill Toshimaro? He's not here."

"Where is he?" Kondo yelled, placing his sword in front of him. "And what connection do you have with him?"

"I will not lie," she answered, the light of the candle reflecting off of her face, "I am his wife, and I will not allow you to murder him."

"Tell is something," Kondo insisted. "Or we'll have to cut your head off."

She shook her head. "Nothing will come from me."

Souji stepped over towards Setsuna, and moved his sword next to her neck. She looked down at the sword for a moment and then closed her eyes.

"If you will not reveal his secrets then you will lose your head," Souji said coldly.

"That is something I've come to accept," Setsuna answered. "If I am to lose my head, then I will die with my secrets."

"So be it," Souji hissed.

"Setsuna-chan!" Hijikata called out.

"Setsuna-chan?" Yamanami asked, looking back towards Hijikata. "This is Setsuna-chan?"

"Hijikata-san," Setsuna whispered as she opened her eyes for the last time. "So you are alive."

Souji moved his sword clean across and cut off Setsuna's head without another thought. Her headless body fell to the floor as her head rolled, and blood spilled onto the floor and onto Souji's black outfit.

"Setsuna-chan," Hijikata whispered as he fell to his knees.

"Din-chan's sister?" Kondo asked, looking back towards Hijikata as well. "Did you know about this?"

"No." Hijikata shook his head.

"Din-nee?" Souji asked, coming out of his demon self.

"No," Kondo answered quickly. Kondo didn't want Souji to think that he had just done a thing to someone like Din who he loved so much. "This must be another Setsuna-chan."

Hijikata stood, placing his sword back onto his hip. He walked over to the body of the dead woman and looked down at it, remembering how alive she had been years ago when she had joined the Shinsengumi as a maid. Back then she hadn't been involved with anything like Yoshida and they were all on the same side.

"Souji-kun," Hijikata asked. "Please go and make sure that no one is around here."

"Yes Hijikata-sama." Souji bowed and stepped out of the room, leaving the three alone in the room.

"This is Din's sister," Hijikata said, still standing over the body. "The sister she's been looking for."

"This never leaves this room," Kondo said, stepping up beside Hijikata. "We'll hide this from everyone who was not here tonight, that way Din-chan will never get wind of it. That is an order."

"Yes Kondo-san," Hijikata whispered.

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Thinking back to that day now, Hijikata realized how much of a mistake he had made that day. He tried to think about things he could have done differently but all he could think about was how he had betrayed Din that day.

"Din," he whispered. "I'm sorry."

Sanosuke had been waiting for things to settle down before sneaking outside and now that the courtyard was empty, he figured that this would be a perfect time. He tip-toed out into the courtyard and picked up the piece of paper Din had dropped when she charged after Hijikata. He carefully picked it up, and ran back to his room, being careful not to slip on the blood that covered the floor.

Once back in his room, Sanosuke looked at the piece of paper he had stolen to see why Setsuna had been killed.

Setsuna Yoshida:

Murdered on the night of February for connections to the Choushuu. Her head was cut off in the standard methods after not giving information of the whereabouts of her husband, Yoshida Toshimaro. Her body was left behind and reportedly discovered by her husband a few nights later according to the watchers that night.

Witnesses: Hijikata Toshizo, Kondo Isami, Okita Souji, and Yamanami Keisuke.

"Setsuna-chan," Sanosuke whispered as he fell to his knees.

When nightfall had arrived after such a long day, Tetsunosuke walked into his brother's workroom to check up on him. When he opened the door, he found his brother leaning against the backdoor, looking up towards the night sky.

"Tatsu-nii?" Tetsunosuke asked gently.

"What is it Tetsu-kun?" he answered with a slight crack in his voice.

"Are you…alright?"

The room fell silent. There was no answer from the older brother but the silence was enough of an answer for Tetsunosuke. Wanting to leave his brother alone, Tetsunosuke backed out of the room and started to close the door when he started to hear his brother laugh.

"Tatsu-nii?" Tetsunosuke asked as he took another step forward.

"It's funny," Tatsunosuke said with another laugh. "Is it just me or does the moon look blurry tonight?"

Tetsunosuke lowered his head. "Tatsu-nii."

Tatsunosuke continued to laugh as he looked up towards the moon and moved his right arm upwards to wipe the tears from his eyes. But now matter how many times he wiped his eyes, the moon above him never looked the same, instead it always had a blurry, misshapen outline to it.

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