This is a 100 part drabble series in response to the (100 snapshots challenge in LJ), It's primarily dedicated To Gin/Tsukuyo
I am aware that the 100 snapshot challenge is a photography challenge, so I am just using the Prompts. Some of these drabbles take place in various AU's.
Moments
Prompt #1: Safety
Tsukuyo had a hard time sleeping tonight. Not just tonight but all the nights of the week and week previous to that. This included her being in a much worse mood throughout the day.
And it was all that idiot perm-head's fault.
Well, it was her fault too...only slightly though, she may or may not have done a german supplex on him in the middle of the night, when he touched her inappropriately. Though at the stage of their relationship and at her "stage" in general, they have done plenty more inappropriate things to get her there.
Tsukuyo sighed dramatically, and placed a hand on her slightly protruding stomach. The baby had gotten quite restless lately, maybe it sensed the absence of it's idiot father.
It was another normal day in Yoshiwara, by normal he meant everybody cooed at her and inquired about her health every hour. The Hyakka, make sure she is in top condition and isn't taking any unnecessary stress. Shinpachi and Kagura drop by almost everyday, they bring Sadaharu along as well.
She was 5 months and 1 week along. Her hormones were out of whack and she felt angry at everything. Her breast were a danger zone, Gin however didn't seem to notice his favorite spot had become a no-no zone. So when he playfully groped her in the middle of a drunken banter session, she got quite angry and did a massive supplex on him, where his head was buried within the tatami.
She looked at him smugly, while he dragged himself up. What she didn't expect was the evident anger in his expression, she had maybe seen him in that state twice. Before she could say anything to remedy the situation, he had stepped out without telling her where he was going.
It had been another restless day and she was in no mood for anything but getting some shut eye. if the demon spawn lets me.
She had already changed into her loose, cream colored sleeping kimono and her hair was down, she sighed quietly and laid down on the futon, but before she could she heard the fusuma slide open, and she looked over her shoulder.
There stood the man, who had been causing her all her already over emotional, hormone raged mind, more worries. He seemed solemn.
His dead fish eyed expression staying the same, as he wordlessly passed her and laid down on his side of the futon. She stayed by the foot of the futon, staring at the opposite wall. Willing herself not to cry for some irrational reason.
Gintoki was not mad at her. Much. Well he was, but he was also mad at himself and his hangover too. The stress of fatherhood, as becoming too much for the perm headed bastar-(OI OI!)d , so in order to relax himself, he had been therapeutically drinking and gambling to release the stress.
Yeah.
Anyways back to the point at hand, Madao had invited him to congratulatory drinking round, where said man was celebrating fatherhood, with his good friend MADAO. So when he came back home buzzed, his dear sweet, Tsukky had already gone to sleep. So when he playfully groped her, he had conveniently forgotten that his favorite spot was a no-no zone. And he was promptly supplexed into the ground.
He had gotten angry, at her for supplexing him in her position. And at himself for forgetting about her litle problem, so he may have disappeared for a couple of hours.
But he did come back, after he was promptly threatened by everyone in Kabukichou.
As nervous as he was, he was twice as happy. He had without adding it always wanted his own family. So when his drunk terminator had given him the news, he did the manliest thing he could do, he fainted.
He shook himself out of his musings, he needed to make things clear.
"Oi, you gonna stand there all night?" he asked in his lazy drawl.
...
He got off the futon, and walked over to where his troublesome woman was standing. She was facing away from him facing the wall, he stood behind her, going over how to approach the situation. He placed both his hands on her shoulders and turned her around, she flinched slightly at the contact, causing him to frown.
She looked so young with her hair down, and quite pretty, but he needed to do something about that gloom expression, didn't suit her. She looked up to face him.
Amethyst clashed with crimson and no words needed to be said. A cliched as it was, their relationship was based more upon touch and action than just on words. They faced the world bravely but deep down they were still children in a way.
They both had brightly, shining souls that had seen too much in too early years. Their facades slip only in the presence of one another.
I missed you stupid...
When Gintoki embraced her, Tsukuyo knew for sure, that their was no other place in the universe she was safer in.
