Title: Early Morning Lunch
Author: bubbleteadesu
Characters/Pairing: Okita, Kagura, Ginpachi-sensei (can be read as Okita/Kagura if you squint I guess ;D)
Rating: T
Summary: Ginpachi-sensei Class 3Z verse; In which Okita compliments Kagura's cooking and somehow still gets pummeled by Kagura.
Warning: cursing
AN: First time writing for Gintama so please tell me if I'm doing anything wrong, especially in terms of characterization! m(_ _)m
Disclaimer: I do not own Gintama.

The clock has barely struck nine in the morning when Kagura brings out her lunch: rice covered with lots and lots of fried egg.

Automatically, a hand shoots up in the air.

"Ginpachi-sensei! Kagura is eating lunch too early again!" Okita shouts from beside her.

Gin sighs. This has been some sort of running joke already and he is getting bored of it. "Oi, Kagura! You're three hours too early to be eating lunch!"

"Sir! In the country where I came from, we really eat lunch at nine in the morning."

"You've said that for three different times already, idiot! Can't your country make up its mind about when to eat lunch?" Gin sighs and returns to writing test questions on the blackboard.

Kagura turns her attention back to her lunch, but to her surprise, it is gone from her table and is already in Okita's hands.

"Mmm," he says in between mouthfuls of rice. "You may be a flat-chested bastard but you can actually cook well. We should get married in the future."

"Of course you'll have to grow your chest a few sizes bigger first," he adds but Kagura has heard enough.

She stares blankly at him, her heart pounding loudly in her ears, and her face slowly turning into different shades of red until Okita finally notices.

"Hey, hey, China!" Okita waves his hand in front of Kagura's eyes. "Are you alright? Hey!"

Immediately, a fist connects to his chin, and Okita is sent flying across the room.

"You bastard!" Kagura stomps angrily to where Okita lay flat on the floor from the power of her punch. "How dare you get your filthy hands all over my lunch? How dare you call me flat-chested?" Every angry sentence was punctuated by furious punches directed at Okita's face. "How dare you play around with my feelings? I'm a grown woman and a woman's feelings are never toyed with! Did nobody teach you that, huh? Huh!"

Finally, Kagura stops, dusting off her hands. "As if I'd want to be the wife of a bastard like you."

"Kagura, you bitch." Okita sits up and wipes the blood trickling down his nose with back of his hand. He smirks. "After school, China. You're getting it so watch out."

Kagura smirks back. "Bring it on."

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