A/N: Hello peoples! Since the lovely Molly Renata recently introduced me to the wonderful world of Gintama, and i`m no longer able to live without constantly ramming some into my veins, i thought i gave it a shot (terrible pun) and wrote a fanfic about it...

Now, many questions will pop up in your head.

A: When will that lazy bum continue Blood of the Azure

Answer: Chapter 8 is 50% complete, i`ll try to get it done this weekend or early next week. Don´t worry, i`m not gonna abandon my most popular story.

B: Why the hell do you like Sachan more than Tsukky you bastard

Answer: Tsukky can be awesome sometimes, but she has some flaws that i just can´t ignore. For instance she claims to be in love with Gin but never has the balls to show it, instead she just keeps hurting him physically. And don`t get me started on that "Scars make me less of a woman" stuff. I might write a fanfic about her and Gin at a later date, but currently i´m sick of fanfics that make her a helpless confused girl with conflicting emotions when she`s actually the leader of a badass ninja tribe who doesn`t need Gin`s help.

C: How long is this gonna take

Answer: As long as my ideas last and as long as i can drag this out. Its gonna take some time for Gin to warm up to Sarutobi, i`m afraid...

Anyway, without further babble, enjoy the first chapter of this fanfic with an extremely underrated pairing.

Sigh.

It was bad enough that both Shinpachi as well as Kagura were off on a vacation in space... and they decided to leave him behind to take care of the office.

But with no clients, this was a test of a patience more than anything else.

Slacking off was fun, but when that was your entire day, and those brats still had two weeks worth of vacation time... then it was slowly turning into torture.

As such, Gin decided to sleep through most of the day, or attempt to.

Sure, he noticed the breathing above him, but he didn`t care. It was actually kind of comforting that he wasn`t the last person left on earth, even if it was the female pig that was his last resort.

A grunt came from him as he felt something drip on his cheek.

"Get down from there, damnit." He growled at the cieling, and the shadows swifted once.

Then, elegantly and silently, a young woman with lavender hair followed the path of the dribble, landing next to Gin`s spread out body.

"My, your senses have increased, Gin-san. Being able to sense a ninja is no small feat." Sachan complimented with a cheeky grin, but he just snorted.

"Sensing my ass. You drooled on me." He whiped his cheek off, sitting up. "And what the hell do you want? I`m not gonna be doing anything today. That includes not throwing you out, though... too much hassle, and you come back anyway." Gin instantly realized that would mean she´d squeal in excitement, but instead, she sighed.

"Gin-san, whats wrong with you?" Sachan said, seemingly worried about him. "I`ve been spying on you for three days and you barely even leave the bedroom." She wagged a finger at him. "Ketsuno Ana is calling for you, you know."

"Ever since she married that fool, her weather report isn´t the same anymore." Gin complained, slowly getting up to full height. "Its like if Otsu would decide to rap out of nowhere."

That was a scary thought. With that many fans, betraying them would cause a civil war to break loose.

"But Gin-san, she`s older and from a completely different social class. It would´ve never worked anyhow." Somehow, this was supposed to make him feel better, but it only made him feel worse.

"Thanks, i hadn´t noticed!" Grumpy, he plopped down on the couch, turning on the TV. "Samurais have it tough these days."

Sachan sighed again, then decided to do something else. Disappearing from sight and reappearing in the kitchen, she would try to win his heart through the old fashioned way...

Meanwhile, the news weren´t anything special. The shogun was promoting new reforms, especially an end for the swords ban and equal rights for humans and amanto, the Shinsengumi were doing their finest job of destroying edo, as ususal and completely forgot to capture Katsura. Which was funny, because lately it seemed they pretty much gave up on that.

Gin was getting close to his breaking point. Maybe he should ask Tama to entertain him... wasn´t it her greatest pleasure to be useful to humans? Maybe he could teach her how to act as a yoshiwarian courtesan... then again, he`d just have to call Tsukuyo for that.

...and that would cost him money. And blood. No thanks.

"Damn kids and their space adventures." He grumbled, kicking the kontetsu in front of him once. Come to think of it, where had that woman gone off to?

"Gin-san~" Sachan came back just as he started thinking about her. "I made you some breakfast~"

Breakfast was right. Fresh orange juice, toast in four or five variations, ceral... anything but natto. A pleasing sight for the samurai who already feared the worst.

"Oh, thanks.. to be honest i was getting kinda hungr-Guhhhh?!"

Seeing the food, he didn´t notice her at all at first... she wore an apron, fine enough, but... she didn´t wear anything else. That was less than what he would´ve wanted. "God damnit woman!"

"What? You`re a healthy young man, Gin-san, you need to feed both your body and your soul~ I`ve decided to feed your soul with some thoughts of desire~" She purred, only to be knocked over by the TV remote that was flung into her face.

"Shut up and put some clothes on!" He snapped back at her, but then huffed. "And then sit down. I can`t eat all of this on my own."

Sachan, whimpering after being defeated yet again (Though she didn`t mind the violence, just the rejection) started to grin in a stupid manner as soon as he mentioned the food. "Just a minute, Gin-san!"

With this, she scurried back into the kitchen. Gin wanted to eat breakfast with her...! With her! Together! Her heart fluttered, and her clothes nearly teleported onto her body before she really did port back into the livingroom. "Here i am, Gin-san! Ready to devour anything you throw at me!"

Looking up at her, Gin would`ve dropped a comment like "Then eat shit!" or something among the lines... but he didn`t even want to find out if she would be turned on by that as well. Seemed like anything he did to her just added to her insanely huge libido.

"Just sit down, stupid. I can see you`re here." He huffed, stuffing toast into his mouth. If no one else was here to keep him company, the stalker would have to do. After living together with the kids for years, he couldn`t go back to living alone without his body screaming at him that something was wrong.

"Gin... san?" Sachan started, having emptied a glass of juice. "Can i.. ask something?" She seemed awfully hesitant for her persona. Alarm bells went off in Gin`s head, he eyed her carefully. "Sure. So long as it doesn´t involve my bedtime habits."

" I hope not." She gulped. "I`ve... noticed you went out with Tsukuyo a couple of times... are you... dating her?"

Gin chocked on his toast and neary spat it out again.

"Hchhh...! Gah... shit... God, no! She`s a nice girl and all, but she`s the total opposite of you...!" Gin coughed a couple of times more, then breathed deeply. "When you want me to beat you up, she`s ususally the one letting my blood escape my body, you know? And i´m no masochist!"

Sachan looked at him with her head cocked to the side. "Then why do you stay with her all the time?" "She´s had a troubled life, thats all. Tsukuyo isn`t used to any normal way of living, so i`m trying to show her some of mine... or something like that. But the way you put it, she`d be my girlfriend, and jokes aside, that`d be really scary!"

He shuddered at the number of kunais he had recieved in the past. Gin stopped counting as he reached a hundred... and he stopped a long time ago, so they probably racked up to a thousand by now.

"Oh... so you`re not interested in her? At all?" Sachan munched another toast, her face brightening up with every word.

"Don´t talk with your mouth full. And no, she`s beautiful, even more so than the rest of yoshiwara... -probably because she isn`t a tired, alcoholic, drug addicted whore- but she`s really fucking scary."

"Oh... okay." Sachan couldn`t help but laugh manically... inside, of course. So Tsukuyo wasn`t more than a bump in the road... a double D sized bump, but still. "So what are we going to do today, ?"

"We? We´re not gonna do anything." He grumbled, staring daggers into her eyes. "I´m going to sleep and slack off and you can do whatever the hell you want."

"But you can`t just sleep for two weeks!" Sachan protested, balling her fists. "Do you want your friends to come home, finding a completely barren wasteland instead of a well kept household?"

Gin stared at her with a twitching eye. "My household is never well kept, even... or especially, with them around. What the heck do you want me to do?!"

A smirk crossed her face. "How about we go o-wwww!"

Getting smacked across the face before she could even propose a date with him, she landed near the window. "Sorry. Then we should clean up the house."

"Ah, hell." He grunted. "Fine, going out it is."