Angst Prompts - Sickness

[chaotically_rem]

Sickness.

Standing in his bathroom with the door locked behind him, Gintoki knew. He knew the second he saw the black marks trailing up his hand in an intricate pattern what it meant. He had heard about this, knew it was a problem that was already in full swing. His internal clock was counting down fast now, but he knew it wasn't counting down to death.

Death would be too kind.

This was different, a new hell all in itself. This was a disaster rapidly approaching and Gintoki knew there was nothing he could do except throw himself into preparing, into making sure when he needed to slip away and disappear for good, no one would notice. He needed to make sure his friends and family were safe, that regardless of how much damage he did, they had a fighting chance.

It's okay.

He smiled sadly at his own reflection, wondering just how much time he had left, wondering if he would indulge in his relationships before he'd go. He would never be able to say everything he needed to say, would never be able to apologize for what he was about to do. There wasn't enough time, enough words, enough love.

He just hoped they'd understand.

He sighed as he turned away from his reflection, heading out to start his day. He would die like this. He would end it himself if he had to. But no one would know until it was too late. And all too soon, before he even knew it, the White Plague was spreading like wildfire.

Comments

[rainsometimes]

GINTOKI NOOOOOOO.... ;________;

into making sure when he needed to slip away and disappear for good, no one would notice.


This hurts a lot knowing what will actually happen and how hurt everyone will be. But that's Gintoki for you. :(((( Good ficlet.