Hey, it’s me, Chou, your favoritest, sexiest, pithiest sword-collecting hot guy. Let me tell you this story about two other hot guys I work for/with, and how they get me all twisted up. In a good way. Mostly. Not enough to make me cry at all, anyway. And I promise there’s only a few anachronisms.
A modern-day American cop isn’t sure what this unnervingly familiar vampire wants from him, until Sano reveals the tragic events of a past life and his undying connection with a Meiji-era Japanese cop.
A very important branch of scientific study. For Sano, anyway.
The ambiguous comfort two confused soldiers can offer each other may be precisely enough.
Sano isn’t sure why he goes to Saitou after a bad day.
Kenshin is selflessly supportive when he’d rather be severe, or at least supplicating.
Sano worries about his unsatisfying affair with Saitou and when it may end.
Sano knows he should be happy with Saitou, but it’s just not that simple.
Sano has stopped bothering Saitou, and this really bothers Saitou.