“Like the pottery scattered about in pieces” — an excerpt of “1863, December”

Full fic here. 1864, December pt 2 “There’s nothing in my books about it,” Susumu says in report. The lights are low, and Harada’s eyes dance beneath their lids as Yukimura pats his hand fretfully. Hijikata sits seiza across from the medic with Kondou to his left. Nagakura and Todo--just returned from Edo--huddle at his right.  …

“Just a little more, Sano. It’s gonna be okay.” – an excerpt of “1863, December”

Full fic here. 1864, November In the end, they don’t do anything. Further integration of Itou’s forces into the Shinsengumi ranks continues to challenge, and Sannan’s change has necessitated the move to Nishi Hongan-Ji. The troops as a collective are rowdier than ever---a group grown too large for its current outfit, members flitting between one faction-inspired pissing …