Disclaimer: Ok, i dont own Gintama or any of the characters nor did i create them. The person who did is an utter legend, i am not worthy to even try to compare myself to the creators and writers of Gintama.
Authors Note: Ok guys, this is my first time writing a fanfic - ever. Yoroshiku. Im really nervous as i think my story is probably rubbish. Constructive criticism please and reviews! i want to know if i should continue! please dont criticise me too harshly!
Brief intro: Kagura has been training herself for three years after meeting kamui. She hasnt really seen anyone except Gin-chan, Shinpachi and the frequent visitors of the yorozuya e.g. tae-san There will be romance developing in the later chapters, if i decide to continue. Author out =)
Kagura could feel the humidity in the air, prickling her skin in an anxious attempt to convince her to find a table or closet in which to hide. Kagura hated the thunder. It reminded her of her old planet. It was thundering the day she went home and found her mother dead. She would never forget the image of seeing her mothers feet dangling infront of her face.
She ran her fingers through her peach coloured hair. She needed to brighten up. She was going to stay at the shinsengumi residence for a week due to gin-chan and shinpachi being on another planet for work that 'wasnt suitable for a lady'. Now seventeen, kagura had been at the yorozuya for three years. During her maturity she had almost taken a motherly role towards shinpachi and gintoki. They were her boys. She hated to think of them away from her where anything could happen, she hated the fact she was powerless and couldnt protect them...Just like her family. "NO." she firmly said to herself. The yorozuya and its residents were her family now. She couldnt ask for anything more. Although, she often found herself crying in her -newly renovated- room. She was lonely. This loneliness was something she knew wouldnt stay surpressed for long. Anymore pain and she would break. 'Funny how a girl so strong could be so fragile' she thought to herself as she stopped infront of the threatening gates infront of her. "Lets get this over with" she muttered to herself, before rapping her immensley strong, snow white knuckles on the dark wood.
Kagura heard a commotion behind the gates. Then, they slowly creaked inward, revealing a silent and empty front yard. Kagura wasnt fooled. "KAGURA CHAAAAAN!" Gori-chan cried, tears of bliss streaming from his eyes as her glomped her waist, only to recive a bleeding nose and an awfully discoloured eye. "Whats his problem?" kagura asked to herself. "He keeps getting excited 'coz theres a woman staying with us." hijikata replied from the entrance. "oh, well thats nice for a change i guess" she replied, eyeing the disheveled body on the ground beside her. "Your lucky monster girl, your best friend got back two days ago." kagura blinked "best friend??" she questioned, seasrching her brain for who this supposed person could be.
Hijikata rolled his eyes and inwardly sighed at the girl before him. She had most certainly grown well over the past three years. Now before him was a beautiful young lady. There were many beautiful women in edo, however, most men privelaged enough to know kaguras personality would be in the deep end before they realised they could swim. He had slowly watched some of his comrades fall for this yato girl stood infront him in her beautiful purple chinese styled dress.
"Yo, china" said a familiar voice from behind hijikata. It was a voice that kagura hadnt heard for years. Not after she had immersed herself in her training, only bumping into people if they frequented the yorozuya; which she only went back to to eat, sleep and shower. "wow, youve got a chest now" the sadist said, leaning on one arm in the doorway. Kagura couldnt surpress the genuine smile that plastered her face. She no longer felt the childish urge to defeat him, she had actually missed Okita and the funny things that he did. After her depressing morning, his prescence itself had lifted her mood. Her azure eyes were sparkling with pure happiness.
She laughed out loud as okita temporarily gaped with the tiniest blush on his cheeks. That was something he wasnt expecting; ontop of her being one of the most beautiful girls her age, her personality seemed to have calmed, she seemed as sweet and innocent as the fourteen year old girl that told him she wouldnt be seeing him very much as she needed to train herself. 'Infact' he even thought to himself. 'She looks as though the inner monster has been contained, she looks as though all her troubles have gone' If only poor okita knew then how wrong he was, as he naively smirked at the beautiful young yato clanswoman infront of him.
And so the author realised how much she was in love with Okita Sougo. I created a cute side haha, im so sad x3