So with a comeback, I come to write: GinHiji! From GinTama. Why? Because this show needs more fanfic just like this couple needs more love. This is like a test chapter which is why it's not long. I wanna see the response. Enjoy!

Edit: I rewrote it because I felt it was rushed and too much dialogue.

Title: Only You See Me As Me

Paring: Gintoki/Hijikata, Hints of Sougo/Hijikata

Rating: M

"Help me!"

Running footsteps echoed and bounced off the walls of the dingy and dimly lighted corridor, mingling in with the screams of a young man. Water dripped from the ceiling, making a sound that seemed to resonate around the room. The lights flickered, taunting the young man. With each sprint, he breathed harder, sweats more, and screamed internally. No one would hear him, in spirit or in person but he still continued on. He couldn't die here. He couldn't leave his family, his daughter, his lover. He couldn't.

His bare feet were injured, hurting, blistered. Each step was like a knife cutting through the middle of his foot. He felt like Ariel when she was first able to walk on land. Chuckling on the inside, he realized the irony in that statement as The Little Mermaid was his favorite movie since he was a kid. He never knew how Ariel felt and now he did but the situation was completely different.

His footsteps slowed down as he realized that he was trapped. There was no way out. No windows, no doors. He was stuck from the very beginning.

"Running leads you nowhere," a voice said His voice was muffled by the mask he wore. He never took it off. He didn't want his victims to see his face. Slow, calm footsteps could be heard from the direction the voice came from. The man stopped as he flashed a flashlight on the young man who cowered in fear and from the bright light. Being use to the dim light that he had been in for 4 days now affected his vision.

"Please, don't kill me! I have a child, I'm married! I've done nothing wrong! Please, let me go and I won't tell anyone what I happened! I swear!" The young man screamed, hoping to get through to the man who was now right in front of him. He recoiled in the corner and placed his hands on his head, crying silently.

The man stared at the young man before grabbing a handful of his hair and forcefully pulling him up. He threw him against a wall, the sound of skin colliding with a brick wall and air wheezing out of the man's lungs could be heard. "Does it fucking look like I care what you have? You deserve nothing but death."

The young man coughed and heaved, struggling to get the air back into his lungs but was kicked right in the stomach again. This time, he threw up. Despite his stomach being empty, fluid and stomach acid still made its way out of his mouth. Once the contents of his stomach were out, he laid on his side, all hope gone.

"You wouldn't be in this situation if you didn't touch him...," the man said lowly, revealing a knife out of his pocket.

The victim looked up slowly, his eyes partially shut. "I don't know…who you keep…talking about -"

"Shut the fuck up!" Another kick was sent to the man's jaw instead. "You know who I'm talking about! He's mine! He's not yours! Now you won't be able to see him, speak to him, or touch him again!"

And with that, the butcher knife was raised. The young man closed his eyes and thought about his family, the one he created and the one he originally had. He regrets having that fight before with his lover…now he'd never see him again. After, he saw nothing but black.

"We report that another body was found in Kabuki District. We have not been told whether the victim was a woman or a man but according to missing reports, the last person to go missing recently in our quiet town was Charles Kingston. When will the police allow the FBI to investigate? The situation..."

"Shut that off." Another cop abided to the chief's orders and turned to look back at him. The Chief looked exhausted and in a sense, scared.

"Sir, I think it's time we called the FBI. This is the 10th body found. We've been lucky enough that the news hasn't gotten a hold of the information but now they have. This will make us look bad," the other cop said.

"You're right, Brian. I wanted to show the townsfolk that we didn't need the help of the FBI. I think we've only worsened the situation like this," the Chief said. He picked up the phone off of the receiver and dialed the number of the one person he knew would help him out.

2AM – Downtown Kyoto

"Ah!" The dark haired man moaned. Sweat poured down his face as he rode the man underneath him, quick and hard. He moved his hips like a pro, grinding it down. He pumped his cock at the same time with his thrusts, feeling maximum pleasure. The moonlight illuminated his face, making his gunmetal blue eyes sparkle with lust. He stared straight into his lover for night's eyes while he rode him deep and hard. It mesmerized the other man.

"Damn, I've never met someone like you," the other man groaned. He placed his hands on the other's ass, squeezing with each thrust of his hips. When the other came down, he came up.

"I think I'm gonna-!" The man on top didn't finish as he ejaculated, semen landing on the other man's stomach and his own. He stopped moving and allowed the other to continue moving him. The other man flipped their positions, laying the dark haired man on his back while he continued to thrust deep into him but not for long.

"Mmm! Ah…" The other man moaned before shooting his essence deep inside. He thrust a few more times before stopping. He helped the other roll off him and they lay side by side, panting hard.

The older man looked at the younger and smiled. "What's your name, sweet cheeks?"

After slowing down his breathing, the dark haired man looked around the room for something. "Why the fuck would I tell you? You're just here for sex," the dark haired man said. He reached for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the bed side and proceeded to lighting it. He inhaled deeply before releasing the smoke and passing the cigarette to the other man.

"Yeah, but you're just so beautiful. I think I'm in love," the other man chuckled. "I'm Taylor."

The dark haired man sighed and pulled up the covers over himself. "Taylor, huh? Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out," he muttered. Sleep was taking over.

Taylor laughed and continued smoking. "I never thought at 39, I'd find sex as amazing as I did when I was 19! You sure taught me a lesson. Although, I have a feeling that you must be the only one who can perform the way you do."

The dark haired man rolled his eyes and yawned. "The front door isn't too far from here," he said tiredly. He felt strong arms wrap around him and the body behind him snuggling into him.

"I'm not leaving. Let me stay the night," Taylor said. "And can you tell me your name? Please?"

Quiet ensued for about a minute or so before Taylor realized the younger man was already snoring and deep asleep. It only made sense after having multiple rounds. He smiled and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Gosh, he's so mean but so cute."

Taylor looked at the clock. 2:05AM. He was about to get some sleep when he heard vibrations from a phone. He got up and walked around in his birthday suit before finding the source of the noise. He knew it wasn't his phone as he had left his phone in his car but answered anyways.

"Hello?"

"Uhh…is this Hijikata Toshirou?"

'So his name is Toshirou?' "No, I-"

"Give me that!" Hijikata said as he grabbed the phone from Taylor. "I didn't ask you to answer my phone."

Taylor shrugged and went back to lie down. He watched as Hijikata sat next to him.

"Do you know what time it is, Kondo?" Hijikata yawned.

"Yeah, 2:07AM. But this is serious, Toshi. I just got a call from the police department in Edo. Get down here as fast as you can."

"Alright, I'll be there in 20," Hijikata said.

"Wait, don't hang up!"

"Why?"

"Who was that that answered your phone?"

Hijikata paused and tapped the end call icon on his phone. He felt a hand on his hip and he turned to look at Taylor. Taylor smirked at him before stroking his cock to hardness again.

Hijikata couldn't help but laugh. "You've got energy…I gotta go but I can give you a present before I go. You can find the door after."

Taylor looked puzzled for a moment until Hijikata positioned himself in front of him and all he felt was pure bliss.

"Good morning, Hijikata-san. Will it be coffee this morning?" said the male assistant once he spotted his boss rapidly walking through the bullpen to his office.

"Yamazaki, you realize its 2:35 in the morning, correct?" Hijikata answered as he fetched the keys to his office from the pockets of his dark brown pants. He wasn't one who loved coffee. He rarely drank it.

Yamazaki stayed silent until Hijikata looked at him. "Uh, well, I assumed you were asleep before coming here so, wouldn't you want some coffee to wake you up? Or tea? Green tea energizes you as well if you're not in the mood for caffeine."

"Bring me Green Tea in the briefing room," Hijikata muttered. "Is anyone else here yet?"

Yamazaki nodded. "Okita and Kyuubei are here. Sa-chan called and said she's on her way now and Shinpachi is having Otae drop him off soon. Kondo is in the briefing room, waiting for you."

"Alright," Hijikata said, opening his office and about to close the door until Yamazaki spoke up again.

"Sir, did you buy new pants?"

Hijikata looked down and realized these weren't his pants. He must have picked up the wrong one in his rush to get out of bed. It was dark after all but now he'd be walking around with someone else's pants while that other person will be walking around with his pants. Not to mention, these pants were skin hugging. He never wore skin hugging clothes. Yet alone, brown of all colors. This guy obviously wanted to look younger than he really was. It worked, though.

Making up an excuse, Hijikata walked in and looked at Yamazaki.

"Yeah, it was a gift," Hijikata said before closing the door in Yamazaki's face.

Hijikata leaned against the door and sighed. Checking his wrist, it was 2:42. He wondered if that guy left his house already or decided to wait till the morning. He didn't like the idea of leaving people in his house overnight but it happened more often than you'd think.

"I should call him...," Hijikata whispered, extracting his cell phone from his bag.

"Call who?"

Surprised, Hijikata looked at the intruder in his office who was making himself comfortable on the blood red colored couch. It was none other than Sougo himself.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" Hijikata said while placing his bag on his desk. He watched Sougo rise from the couch and walk to him.

"Kondo called me at 2:15AM and I made it here in 10 minutes. He called you at 2:10 and you are just walking in, 32 minutes later," Sougo said, circling Hijikata as if he were his prey.

"So what?" Hijikata said, watching Sougo closely. "Maybe you didn't shower. You smell like shit but then again, you always smell like shit."

Sougo didn't answer as he grabbed Hijikata's cell phone and checked the recently called numbers. He noticed a number that was new.

"Give me that!" Hijikata said as he tried to get the cell phone back. His attempts were futile.

"Who is it? A…dare I say, boyfriend? Are you gay, Hijikata sir? I think you get kicked out of the FBI for being gay. I'm telling everyone that you tried to molest me so that I can be unit chief," Sougo continued as he easily hopped around Hijikata.

"Shut up! I'm not gay! Stop fucking around, you invertebrate!" Hijikata yelled and jumped on Sougo.

Sougo smirked and bucked his hips experimentally, causing Hijikata to flush angrily but he still attempted to land a blow on Sougo's right cheek. He was stopped as someone grabbed his arm from behind.

"Hijikata! You didn't tell me you were here! Come on, let's start the briefing. Shinpachi and Sa-Chan can catch up later!" Kondo said, pulling Hijikata and Sougo with him the two of them sticking middle fingers at each other or yelling silently in Hijikata's case.

Once in the conference room, Hijikata sat in his respectful spot next to Kondo and Sougo sat across from Hijikata and next to Kyuubei. Yamazaki came in and placed the green tea in front of Hijikata and the coffees in front of everyone else.

"Can I start the briefing?" Yamazaki asked. Kondo nodded and he passed out the files he had.

"This is a bad one," Kyuubei said as she looked at the photos, wincing at the damage done to each victim.

"They are all bad," Hijikata said. "It just depends on how bad." He took a sip of his green tea as he scanned through the files.

"The worst we've seen in years," Yamazaki said as he turned on the screen in the room and changed the channel to the news.

After the woman on the television spoke for about a minute, Yamazaki paused the television and turned on another screen.

"10 victims: Karen Tamasaki, Sakura Shikinami, Hina Heartfella, Lucy Sakamote, Kisune Taka, Princess Jackson, Hasune Tamaka, Kimiwa Nagasaki, Shinobu Nisaka, and the last victim, Charles Kingston. They aren't all from Kabuki District but most are from Edo, 2 being from Kabuki District, 2 being from Osaka and the others from other parts of Edo. Charles Kingston was from New York City and had a missing person's file reported about 2 days ago. The chief police of Kabuki District believes that the killer is from there because why else would he dump each body in Kabuki District when some of these people lived in another city? The victims here, if not originally from here, were all seen either in nightclubs, strip clubs, bars, or any other type of recreational activity before disappearing.

"This guy's good because no one even noticed when these people left the bar and since most of them were in bars around Kabuki District, which lacks in a proper surveillance system, he was able to get away with it."

"What's the cooling down period?" Hijikata asked.

"About 3 days," Yamazaki answered.

"He dumped the victims in high traffic areas," Sougo said, "Which means he wanted them to be seen."

"He's trying to send a message maybe?" Kyuubei suggested. "He comes off disorganized. They were all of different ages, two weren't even Japanese, one was black and he's going on to men now."

"Why are they calling us now, after 10 bodies? Is the police force down there that bad as well? Kabuki's dirt. Only the poor and the poorer go there. The only good thing over there is probably how Kabuki District is high with prostitution and drinking and gambling, all the fun stuff," Hijikata muttered as he pulled out a cigarette. "These people went over there to have a good time."

Kondo watched him from the corner of his eye.

"I thought you quit?"

Hijikata let out a puff of smoke in Sougo's direction on purpose before regarding Kondo. "I did."

"Um, I'd like to get into the topic of Hijikata's smoking habits too but this case is begging for our attention," Kyuubei said as Shinpachi and Sa-Chan both ran inside the conference room.

"We're here-"

"Shut the fuck up and sit down," Hijikata said sternly. The two gulped and sat down as they were told.

"Yamazaki, continue," Kondo said.

"Uh, yes. Not only has he gotten 10 people in only 2 months' time, what he does with the bodies…with the women, he suffocated till they were unconscious but not dead but he…mutilated their faces while they were alive," Yamazaki showed the pictures on the screen and almost everyone winced except Hijikata and Sougo. The faces had almost no skin on them, the eye balls loose in their sockets and glassy as if tears were there. It was like even after death, the victims begged for help.

"That's not all. He tortures them for 2 days, beating them ruthlessly but he aims mostly for the feet and legs. One woman's leg was broken and Charles's feet were badly bruised," Yamazaki said. He began tacking up the pictures of the faces before they were mutilated on the board and once he got to Charles's picture, Hijikata choked on his cigarette.

"Are you ok?" Kondo said, alerted and patting Hijikata's back. "I told you cigarettes are gonna kill you."

Hijikata didn't answer as he excused himself and ran to the bathroom. Once there, he heaved in the toilet and gripped his chest.

Charles Kingston…he didn't remember the name but he was positive that was the guy who hit on him about a week ago when he went to a bar in Edo. He refused to sleep with him when he noticed him trying to hide his ring. Judging by how the guy was acting, he must have been in a fight with his lover or whoever he was with before coming there and acted irrational.

"Toshi?"

Hijikata got up and flushed the toilet. He came out of the stall and flushed his face with cold water.

"I'm fine. The pictures just spook me is all," Hijikata mumbled as he dried his face with a paper towel.

Kondo didn't look convinced as he spoke, "Whatever you say. I'm calling some more agents and having them stay in the bullpen to assist you guys in anyway but I want you guys on this case because you're my best team."

Hijikata nodded. "I got it."

"Alright, take a breather but hurry. Since Charles's body was found about a day ago, this guys gonna look for his next victim within the next 48 hours if he sticks to the pattern." With that, Kondo walked out of the bathroom to leave Hijikata alone.

Hijikata looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. "Fucking hell…"

Well? Bad, good? I'm resubmitting because it's better now. I like this one more. The other one was ok but this one is like BOO-YAH! Lol, please review or I'll be discouraged D: