Angst Prompts - Love

[chaotically_rem]

Love.

The hardest part about saving the world was that Gintoki had to say goodbye.

He sat alone at the grave, the world in one piece, everyone and everything recovering just as it should be. Utsuro had taken everything Gintoki had loved and had almost destroyed it, but in the end, they had all survived. Mostly. That was all that mattered, wasn’t it? Their losses had been minimal. Gintoki’s? Catastrophic.

Gintoki poured a second cup of sake, his eyes on the cup as he set the bottle down onto the tomb with an audible clunk. He stared at it for a moment, imaging Takasugi was sitting there beside him fine and dandy, smirking at him with that kiseru poised neatly in his hands. Gintoki doubted Takasugi wanted him to mourn. Gintoki didn’t plan to.

“I didn’t expect you to miss me.”

“Drink up, short stuff.” Gintoki said. He paused for a solid minute, eyes closed and thoughts silent, before he opened his eyes again. He whipped the sake cup to the side, spraying the alcohol into the nearby grass before pouring himself his second drink.

Gintoki tipped the drink back before setting the cup back down. He had stayed too long. “Say hello to Shouyou for me.”

Comments

[rainsometimes]

;______;

Stark and effective. Good use of the short format. Gintoki and Katsura really lost the most of all the survivors, even if he still has so many people left.

Gintoki doubted Takasugi wanted him to mourn. Gintoki didn’t plan to.

But you are mourning him, you idiot! Mourning is what you're doing right now. Mourning is what people do, you need to let yourself mourn without feeling you're somehow doing Takasugi a disservice in the process. ;____;

(Sorry for arguing with the character... ! it's very IC for him.)

Also, as an aside -- man, your current profile pic here on Dreamwidth really suits this ficlet excellently!