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dingostrash · 5 months

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sabinasanfanfic · 6 years

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I’m borrowing a page from @hidetheremote‘s book and writing you a little drabble/fic/thing (because I know it’s going to be longer than a true drabble) for sending me this lovely chain message! I hope you enjoy your OkiSai! 😘

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“I’ll tell you more once I’ve rested. I’m tired after having killed a man,” Souji’s tone was dismissive as he waved at Hijikata while walking away.

Saitō was shocked. Souji’s reaction to having just killed a man wasn’t what he had been expecting. Where Saitō had felt a little remorse along with justification after his first kill, he saw none of that in Souji’s eyes. All he had seen was the satisfaction of someone having slaked their lust. A chill went down his spine as Hijikata stormed past him with Kondō following not far behind.

“Souji wouldn’t…would he?” Heisuke asked quietly.

“You saw how fired up he was the other night when Hijikata-san told him to return to Edo,” Harada ventured with his eyes downcast.

“Will he…?” Heisuke couldn’t bring himself to finish the question.

Sannan hummed. “It’ll depend on what Hijikata-kun finds out from Serizawa-san. Right now, I think we should all go about our business.”

With that, Sannan took his leave of the group. Saitō could feel the tension in the air, and he knew that despite Sannan’s suggestion to continue on as nothing happened, no one would actually do so.

“Serizawa…he forced Hijikata-san’s hand. This is a test,” Shinpachi spat.

Heisuke let out a cry. “He wouldn’t! Hijikata-san wouldn’t-”

“No one is exempt from the rules, Heisuke,” Harada argued, his tone harsh. “Not even commanders…and especially not Souji.”

The thought made Saitō’s stomach drop unpleasantly. He had a hard time believing that Souji would be willing to throw his life away on an impulse. He needed to know why.

“Ma, Saitō…wanna join Heisuke and I for a drink?” Shinpachi offered.

Saitō peered over at Shinpachi briefly. He knew the three of them were going to drink to ease their discomfort and to whittle away the time until they would know Souji’s fate. He knew he couldn’t sit without knowing for so long, and he meant to find out more. Saitō shook his head.

“Thank you, but no. I have something I must take care of.”

“Well…okay. You’re welcome if you change your mind.”

“Thank you,” Saitō responded before taking his leave.

He immediately traveled across the courtyard and took the same path Souji had just moments before. He came to Souji’s room and took a deep breath before announcing himself.

“Hajime-kun?”

“Aa.”

“Come in.”

Saitō slid the shoji open, and was greeted by darkness. He wasn’t surprised that Souji was wishing to sit in the darkness. It seemed fitting for what had transpired not long ago. As Saitō’s eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he became aware of Souji’s form sprawled on the hard wooden floor. The young man was lying on his back with one leg bent and one arm resting under his head. He swore he could see the glitter of Souji’s green eyes from across the room.

“Souji,” Saitō’s voice was calm and business like as usual, but his fist grasped tightly to the fabric of his kimono - the only indication of the disquiet within.

“Come to scold me?” Souji accused. “You’re too much like Hijikata-san.”

“Why did you do it?”

Souji sat up. “Did Hijikata-san send you here?”

A beat of silence. “No. I came on my own. I merely wish to understand.”

Souji turned his head to stare out into the empty room. “Serizawa-san informed me that Tonouchi…” Souji paused, and Saitō saw his fist clench at the name. “Tonouchi was planning to betray Kondō-san. He even spoke of Kondō’s death.”

Saitō remained silent. So, there had been talk of an insurrection of sorts. Still, Saitō was suspicious of Serizawa’s motives, especially with the goading that had occurred only a week or so ago. Saitō found that he agreed with Shinpachi’s assessment that the whole situation was a test that Serizawa had concocted. He was testing Hijikata’s resolve…and Souji’s as well.

“You acted to safeguard Kondō-san’s honor.”

“Of course!” Souji’s response was explosive as he punched the floor. “I would die for Kondō-san.”

“And in doing so, have placed them both in a difficult position.” Saitō glared at Souji. “Did you not think of all the consequences?”

“I don’t care,” Souji snapped. “All I care about is serving Kondō-san, no matter the cost.”

Saitō inhaled deeply. He knew he was upsetting Souji, and this had not been his intention. Saitō realized that he was allowing his own consternation regarding the situation come through his speech. He needed to regain mastery of his emotions before he lost complete control.

“I know…they care,” Saitō murmured.

This was the last thing Souji wanted to hear. He snarled and stood so quickly that Saitō barely had time to defend himself before Souji grasped the kimono, bunching it in his fist. He dragged Satiō close to him. Saitō could feel Souji’s hot breath wash over his face. His eyes widened, and he felt his heart racing. Souji was so close.

“You did come here to scold me…to treat me like a child just like Hijikata-san. If they truly believed in me, they would let me die with honor!”

Saitō realized then that he had imagined Souji doing so much more for Kondō. That having him die now would be such a waste of potential. And, his heart ached at the thought of losing the one person that always challenged him to be a better swordsman and person.

Without a second thought, Saitō’s left hand rested on top of Souji’s fist. His eyes closed briefly, and he felt a little jolt of electricity from the contact. He noticed Souji stiffen with surprise, and his eyes opened once more to regard the young man crouched before him. He could see a vein of uncertainty through the fire in Souji’s eyes.

“I apologize if that is what I have led you to believe. I assure you my intention was to hear your side.”

“Yeah?” Souji asked incredulously.

Saitō gave a sharp nod, steeling his resolve for his next statement. “And if you are to die, to offer myself as your second.”

The room became completely still. It was as if Saitō’s words had knocked the breath out of Souji. His grip slackened slightly on Saitō’s kimono as he processed what Saitō had said. Saitō forced himself to breathe deeply to calm himself while he waited for Souji to respond.

“You…you would be my second?” Souji’s question was soft and brimming with disbelief.

“Aa.”

Souji’s grip tightened on the kimono once more as he dragged Saitō forward. Souji’s lips crashed onto Saitō’s, eliciting a strangled gasp of astonishment from him. The initial contact was jarring, and it took a moment before Saitō realized that Souji was kissing him, his lips hot and incessant. It sent a jolt of yearning straight down to his groin, and he keened deep in his throat. He tried desperately to match Souji’s fervor, but he was inexperienced and couldn’t match his rhythm.

Souji drew away briefly to catch his breath. Saitō could see a blush high on Souji’s cheeks, his chest heaving with the exertion of passion. His hand had loosened on his kimono once more, and his eyes searched Saitō’s in impatience. Saitō took a deep breath and leaned forward. His next kiss was tentative; slow, and this time, Souji allowed him to savor the feel of their lips melding together. It filled Saitō’s mind and body with sensations he wasn’t familiar with but found overwhelming and pleasing all at once.

He had never expected this display of raw passion, but if this was to be Souji’s last night, Saitō was willing to give him this. He broke the kiss to take a deep breath and to calm his nerves. He could feel the heat radiating from his own cheeks, and he wondered if Souji was aware of the effect he had on him.

Souji smirked, though it didn’t hold the mischievousness it usually did. “I couldn’t ask for a better second.”

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