Hi friends! I'm here once again with my new Gintama fic! And for those who are reading my Saiyuki story, I have NOT given up on that one, and am still writing it, just doing a little bit of Gintama on the side. Anyway, I was planning to write something like this for a while, as I feel so sad whenever I see pictures of the Amanto war survivors. I see the four of them together, and I think about how they were all such good friends, so what happened to drive them so far apart?
This is going to be a four part piece, going into the minds of the four of them, thinking about the others. I'll explain later how I figure their ages, as I can't type much right now. This first chapter is Tatsuma Sakamoto, since he appears the least and I know the least about him. My puppy-muse will do the disclaimer and we'll begin.
Scribble: While we love Gintama, we don't own it. We're too poor.
Introspection
POV 1: Tatsuma Sakamoto
I was always the outsider of the group.
Kintoki, Katsura, and Takasugi had all known each other before joining the war effort. I had been younger than them, and when I joined, they had already been there. I knew already that they had a past together which he had no part of.
Yet they never treated me as outside, but always as a friend. They would always include me too, Kintoki easy going and carefree, Katsura serious and dignified, and Takasugi, quiet but charismatic. Quite different from the battlefield personalities.
But then again, my own battlefield personality was different too, wasn't it?
To them, I was all of their little brother, and I was always happy with just that. They were the best friends at the time I could've asked for.
I told Kintoki my plans, plans to leave and fly along the stars, and asked if he'd want to come with me. I knew Takasugi would never want to be anywhere close to those invaders he hated so much, and Katsura wanted to save the world in a different kind of way. I thought Kintoki would most likely want to go. But he wanted to stay on earth, but what he told me gave me the courage I needed to go. He told me he'd cast this net on earth, and if a star fell from the sky, he'd throw it back up. I knew what he was talking about when he said this. I felt certain that if I ever fell, he'd push me back up into the sky.
I think about them as I sail through the stars. I still see Kintoki every so often. He seems to be doing pretty well, he's got two good friends with him, and if they can keep him happy, when I can see that's deep down here's still dealing with what I can only guess is a painful past, then I hope they stay by his side forever. But he's doing well, and that's the important thing.
As far as I can tell, Katsura is doing well too. He's getting chased by the police, so I really get don't get to see him at all. I did send him a gift though…I picked up this weird alien-duck on some remote planet, and knowing Katsura's weird sense of cute, I figured he'd like it a lot. I think he named it Emily or something. But since there was no news that he was caught, I guess he and the duck are still free, so that's good.
The last one I've heard nothing from. Takasugi. I have no idea what happened to him after the war. He disappeared off the face of the earth, it seemed. I just wish I could hear something, anything, just to know if he's alive and well.
I think both Katsura and Kintoki know, but if they do, they won't say anything. I guess this means it's not good news, but still I want to know.
I look down to where we're heading. Earth. I smiled. Maybe I'll stop in Edo, and I'll go say hi to Kintoki while I'm there.
Scribble: That wasn't so good.
Me: Yeah, well, it was hard writing for him, since as I mentioned I know him the least out of all the characters. The reason I say he's an outsider is because during the most recent subbed arc, it had a flash from Takasugi and Katsura's memory, and it only showed Katsura, Takasugi, and Gintoki, causing me to believe Tatsuma was younger and came in only during the war.
Well, there's part one. Next up is Takasugi, so let me know what you think. Please don't flame me saying it was horrible, because I can't improve with just that. Constructive criticism is appreciated and good reviews are of course always welcomed. Long Live the Joi!
-titangirl161