KokiPi - Byakkotai







Yamapi reminded Koki of autumn. The season of brilliantly coloured leaves, also known as fall. The saturated redness cannot be compared to the fresh blood that will be spilled. This year, the leaves displayed its brightest hue, also keeping the darkest secret.
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“After being schooled and trained for so long, we are finally deployed in an official mission! I am so excited!” Koki was elated and was jumping all over the place, almost stepping on Yamapi.

“Oy. Even so, I would rather wish for this war to end and for peace to come again. I am not afraid to leave everything behind and die, but to imagine the worst, that the war continues; it would be a bitter fight to the end.” Yamapi mused, saddened by the prospect of many killings yet to come.

“It’s to protect our beloved Aizu, and also protect the interests of Japan, or so the commanders would have said.” Koki’s enthusiasm was somewhat dampened by Yamapi’s solemn mood. “This is what we have been preparing for, to go out with a big bang. I’ll never forget the training we went through. It was harsh, but fun and we made many friends.” Koki sat down and leaned against Yamapi’s back.

“Yes, it was fun. But this time it is a real war. You better not let your guard down because they’ll probably jump out at you, right Kuma?” Yamapi scratched the dog behind his ears affectionately. “ And you’ll scream. I’ll dress your wound for you but I won’t suck your blood, baka.”

“Urusei! Koki turned slightly pink, remembering Sayoko’s gentle touch and skillful work. “That was just an accident. Besides you’ll make my wound fester, baka!”

They both laughed. Fifteen was not the age to see such violence. Fifteen was the age of playfulness and innocence, not preparing for a glorious death on the battle field. This thought was driven deep into their hearts, and they have no choice except complete what they were taught to do.
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At this stage of the war, bloodshed was inevitable. Chaos reigned people’s hearts and murders were done even in the day. After the first clash, there was little left standing, and the living were only shadows of the hope they had brought to the battle field, which only reflected the prophesied fall of Aizu.

Members of the Byakkotai were inexperienced greenhorns; their first time in their last battle. Inevitably, only a handful of them were left. Naturally, they had to perform hara-kiri.

Koki wondered where Yamapi went. “Ne, did you see Yamapi?”

“No. If he was lucky enough he would have died a painless death.” His friend replied rather shakily.

“I was just thinking that it would be sad to die alone…” Koki did not pursue the matter further. He turned and commanded everyone to do the ritual. He was the leader now. If the leader falters, the other members would also be affected. He had to be strong and not rely on Yamapi anymore. He was gone. He himself would also be gone, physically, but he will remain in his mother’s heart. He wished now he had not pushed his mum’s tender speech away. He heard his special lullaby that his mum would tempt him to sleep and the sweet dangos she made.

Be still, heart. And be brave.

Koki took a deep breath and drew his wakizashi. There was no turning back; not even to bid farewell to his comrades around him. He closed his eyes, held the wakizashi as if in prayer. He prayed for his mum to not feel extreme grief at his death. This was not a choice he can discard. It was his only path. He positioned the sharp blade, preparing to plunge it deep. He closed his eyes; a solitary tear.

Goodbye, everyone.

A rough hand stopped his blade. Koki saw those eyes of his closest friend. He released his hold on his blade. It fell.

He felt the red wetness of his friend’s hand on his lips.

“Samurais are of a sakura colour even when dead. Even when we die, we cannot lose living spirit. But we are alive, and you are paler then a sheet.”

to be continued?
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YUHAN SHOULD I CONTINUE. haha

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