Gintama High held some of the most vulgar and violent students, divided into two groups. One followed the girl who was known as the Queen of the District, a mighty girl with sheer power, able to rip anything apart with her bare hands. You would be able to spot her striking orange hair accompanied with two buns at the side of her head easily. One who underestimates her because of her size will be cut down the next instant. She always carried an umbrella, purple and shading her from the sun. Hiding her in the darkness. Rumour has it that she belongs to the Yakuza, a fearsome clan called the Yato clan. That is who she is, the leader of the Yorozuya, Kagura Queen of the District.
The other group of students who rivalled the Yorozuya was led by a handsome boy. Sandy brown hair and red demon eyes, the super sadist, Okita Sougo. His skills were to be deeply feared, his sadistic personality to be feared even more. The leader of the Shinsengumi.
Yes, those two were the reigning leaders of Gintama High. The problem lay with them, in their rivalry. Their disputes caused a division in the school and wrecking havock among the students. This was Gintama High.
Another usual day at Gintama High. Kagura sat on her chair, leg up on the seat chewing away at her favourite sukonbu. She lay back on her chair backing, staring at her dead-eyed teacher, Sakata-sensei. He wasn't much of her teacher. He acted how he wanted, dug his nose, cracked dirty jokes, acted like any perverted old man but Kagura didn't hate him. Because if she did she'd try to get him fired. However, despite his looks and mannerisms he wasn't as weak as he seemed.
Okita had his same red eye mask on, napping like he usually did regardless of the time and date. Lunch time was one of the few times he'd be awake.
And then lunch time struck.
"Oi, Shinpachi, get me a drink."
"Yes, Kagura-chan."
She waited for her drink and headed for the rooftop alone. People parted as she walked through, the mighty Kagura was to be respected. Opening the door to the rooftop, she found a figure lying there. Stupid looking red eye mask covering his eyes.
Being able to sense her presence, Okita pushed up his mask to come into eye contact with his rival.
"What are you doing here, stupid sadist?"
"Oi oi, an irritating brat like you should just shut up and leave. I need my peace,"
"Who you calling a brat, eh?" Kagura's veins were popping as she put on her intimidating face.
"I said-"
His movements were swift and before she knew it, Kagura was against the wall. Okita held his hand over her mouth, his body only a few inches from hers.
"I need my peace."
Kagura swiped his hand away.
"As if i'll let you have what you want,"
She dropped low and kicked Okita's foot in attempt to make him lose his balance. He wasn't that simple to defeat however, as he grabbed her left arm in return to the kick which made him stumble slightly. He twisted her arm but she resisted making a shrill cry.
"You're a tough one ain't ya?" He smirked slightly.
"Yeah, so is my punch!"
She threw a fist at him. Only half successful in dodging, Kagura's powerful punch caused him to turn his head to the left. The pain was smarting.
"You little-"
Kagura delivered another blow towards his stomach, landing him on the ground.
"Heh, don't think you can beat me Freak Sadist. A thousand years too early-"
A similiar foot sweep sent Kagura to the ground before she could finish her sentence. Okita lay on top of her, putting his weight on her in hope she remained pinned to the ground.
"Uh, get off!"
"No, shut up brat!"
She struggled and screamed.
"I said shut up!"
"Like hell i would you asshole!"
With arms completely occupied to fight her struggling body, Okita had no choice. He leaned in to silence her cries his with lips.
Kagura's eyes dilated and in shock, she surrendered and stopped struggling. She stared at Okita blankly.
"Heh, that shut you up," Okita said with his usual sadistic smirk.
He observed the mighty Kagura's face again. It seemed helpless. He sadist insticts acted up again.
The Queen of the District defeated with a kiss? Don't joke with me, he thought to himself.
Teasing her was, however, a favourite passtime of his besides sleeping.
"Do you want another kiss?"
He leaned in closer. Kagura lay there, she could feel his breath. His arms still held hers down as he closed in the gap between them.
"Get away from me!" she screamed as she slapped him from the left side, sending him flying off her.
"Ahhhh, that hurt China," he said as he massaged his cheek, red from the impact.
Kagura glared at him with eyes full of detest and headed for the exit.
Okita spread his arms and legs out on the floor, facing the very blue sky.
"Now i can have my peace," he mumbled softly as he pulled the mask over his eyes once again, submerging him in the darkness.
Kagura ran along the corridors, covering her lips with her arm.
"No no no no, this can't be happening. NOOOOOOO DAMN YOU OKITA, YOU'LL REGRET THIS!" Kagura's face was flushed. She had furiously rubbed her lips several times, but the memory could not be erased. Who knew the sadistic ruler of the Shinsengumi would have a kiss so gentle.
"Ahhhhh, that was my first..." Kagura sulked as she slid down to the floor in a dark corner.
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The next day came and passed normally. Both Kagura and Okita despised each other as much as ever. Or maybe on Kagura's side, she hated him even more.
It was in the afternoon where all the events took place. Kagura wandered around the district, as aimless as ever, finding something to do. She skipped then she walked then she did a turn. She kept wandering.
Irritatingly from a distance, she heard a few cries or shouts. Kagura wondered how much pleasure it would give her to beat those peace-shatterers up. As she was thinking this, the noise pollution became worse and when she realised the situation, her hand was being pulled by a familiar one. The figure in front of her wore a blue superman shirt with his school uniform over it. He held her hand as he kept running forward, escaping the furious shouts from the mob behind him.
Kagura would have loved to stop and beat him up, but she wasn't sure she wanted to get caught up in the angry crowd behind her, so she obediently followed him even though she hated him so. Enemies were on both sides. She decided it was better to follow the one she knew.
Kagura and Okita were about to lose the mob. They turned into a dark alley and hid behind a trash can. They crouched low. Okita's hand was once again over Kagura's mouth, preventing that big mouth of hers from revealing their location. Kagura sat between his legs as he hugged her awfully close.
"Don't make a sound," he whispered into her ear.
Kagura nodded. They heard the furious sounds of "Get him!", "Find him!" pass them and they finally got out of their uncomfortable positions.
Once Kagura broke free from him she crossly questioned him immediately.
"Who were they?"
Okita sighed.
"A bunch of meddlesome old men,"
"And what do they want with someone as horrible as you?" She frowned at his lack of explanation.
"Arranged marriage."
Kagura snorted.
"Pfft! Who would want to marry you?!" Her laugh was endless as she continued to laugh at her rival.
She collapsed to the floor and she held her belly, kicking away comically.
"Hey, are you down?"
"No, not really," she continued to laugh like a mental patient.
He sighed.
"Okay, okay. I'm back."
"Good-"
Kagura let out another snort of laughter. Tears were welling up in her eyes.
"I... Can't... It's too... Funny..."
She let out her last "Baha" and returned to face Okita.
She did her best to hold a straight face.
Okita hit her on the head with his fist.
"What the heck was that for, you bastard?"
"Your endless laughter. Moving on, they want to put me in an arranged marriage which i obviously do not want."
"Why'd you drag me along then?"
"Because i just saw you."
"Seriously? Don't pull people randomly from the streets into your situation!"
"Actually..." Okita thought for a while and a twinkle appeared in his eye.
He crossed his arms over Kagura's shoulders as he stared deep into her eyes.
"How would you like to be my girlfriend?"
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"Like hell i would," she replied quickly, shoving his limbs off her.
"Yeah, thought so."
"And besides, you're the one who owes me!"
"For what?"
"For.. For that k-k-kis-"
"Argh, nevermind!" She interrupted her own sentence out of embarrassment.
"What do i get in turn for helping you?"
"Well... How bout we negotiate some turf options?"
"I'm listening..." She said slowly.
"Let's say i'll always allow you to buy the yakisoba bread from the cafeteria."
She hit him hard on the head.
"Are you an idiot?! Hurry up and give me a proper negotiation or i'm out!"
"Okay okay, what do you want then?"
"The rooftop, it's mine. Also, your people are supposed to keep clear of all my original territories, understand?"
"Tch. Fine," he scowled.
"Hey, it's a small price to pay for getting you outa this shit."
"I said fine, didn't I!" He snapped back.
Kagura frowned.
"So what do i have to do?"
"Isn't it obvious? Pretend to be my girlfriend."
"You sure this will save you?"
"Pretty much. Once they find out i'm attached and insist on it they'll probably give up."
"Why are you even in an arranged marriage anyway? I would rather die than marry you."
"Well, unlike kids like you, people see my charm. Besides, my family wants to make connections with more powerful companies."
"Oohhhh, so your one of those wealthy kids?"
"Yeah."
He didn't even deny it, Kagura thought to herself as she pouted slightly.
"So..." Breaking the silence after a while, "what does a girlfriend do...?"
Her eyes shifted towards him then away from him to her hands that lay on her knees as she squated in position.
"You wanna know?" He smiled.
He was on his knees with his body leaning towards her, one hand giving him support on the ground, the other caressing her cheek. Kagura felt a chill down her spine, he face turning slightly red. Okita's lips once again headed for hers. But Kagura pushed him away.
"Okay, i don't need to know!" She quickly said and he fell back after the strong force.
"Dear me, you gotta be more opened minded if you're gonna be my girlfriend. It's not like i mean it or anything," yet a another arrogant smirk emerged from his lips.
"Well, see you tomorrow," he got up with a slight groan.
"My girlfriend-" and he kissed her on the forehead before she could hit him.