( Okita is going to die soon. Die before his time, go out before he could do more. Just like Sakamoto had. Like Kondo, like Hijikata, like Kashuu, like Yamato, like himself. It's not fair. It wasn't fair. They should have had more time. If they couldn't have had better, they at least deserved more--

Ugh, he really can't take this anymore and he swoops down, arms reaching around and under Souji to pick him up. He'll carry Souji. He'll carry him back home because the sooner they get there, the sooner he can drop him off for someone else to take care of. )

I told ya to stop already! ( Stupid Okita. Stupid, stubborn, Shinsengumi. His heart feels like it's been poked and prodded with a stick until old wounds began to open up again but he won't let Okita see that anymore. He's Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki. The sword of Sakamoto Ryoma and he won't let anyone from the Shinsengumi catch him feeling like this. ) So knock it off, will ya? Enough about the past and everything; this is the future ya know?

( Things can be different here. )

I'm gonna get ya home before ya keel over.