Yamato no Kami Yasusada (
okitactless) wrote2016-01-11 02:40 pm
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Entry tags:
memory bank
– Awakening
– First meetings
– Comrades
– Home
– Mumyouken
– Failure
– Weakness
– Goodbye
– Summoning
– Reunions
– Toba
– KBC
– Loved
– Influence
– Hard work
– Companionable enemies
– Leadership
– Journeys
– Ikigai; reason for living
– Déjà vu
– Goodbye Redux
– First meetings
– Comrades
– Home
– Mumyouken
– Failure
– Weakness
– Goodbye
– Summoning
– Reunions
– Toba
– KBC
– Loved
– Influence
– Hard work
– Companionable enemies
– Leadership
– Journeys
– Ikigai; reason for living
– Déjà vu
– Goodbye Redux
xi - toba
[Yamato and Kashuu travel back in time on a sortie to Toba. Yamato remembers Okita, and mourns the chance they never had.]
xi
...Wait, no. That's not right.
They should've been here before. But they couldn't make it. Not together like this, and not with that person.
"What're you getting all gloomy over? It's annoying."
A wry drawl, with an underlying edge; it's a tone he knows well. His companion often puts on a facade of irritation, especially when he doesn't want to deal with something painful. Yamato knows this better than he knows his own feelings.
He says something in response but it's automatic, and he's barely paying attention. He stares out over the hills, the mountains and fields and the bright blue sky.
The sky...
That person was like the sky, he thinks. Bright and ever-changing and larger than life.
Is that where he is now? Back up to the sky, watching them from afar?
"I guess~ Well, as much as that person liked a hard-to-use sword like you, he had a weak body, after all."
He can feel those eyes burning into his back. Sadness is radiating off of him, loneliness etched into the lines of his shoulders. Maybe he shouldn't be so obvious about it. But he can't bring himself to care about the others, not right now. This is a sad place, deserving of mournful respect. And that's exactly what he's going to give it.
Yamato looks down at his own hands, at his sword.
Hard to handle.
He is, isn't he.
Just like that person was.
((Important points: being stuck in the past, unable to move forward, clinging to a memory of the past instead of the present, fixating on one person))