Gintoki gritted his teeth as the large man before him gave a self satisfied smirk.
"Back so soon? Anyone would think that you enjoy working here" Saigou laughed as he poured out two equal measures of sake before triumphantly sliding one across the table towards Gintoki "You're becoming our main attraction Paako, the other girls are jealous" he smirked above his sake cup, his heavily made up eyes surveying the young samurai before him.
"Oi..." Gintoki pouted as he rubbed the back of his neck and looked away in embarrassment "Stop spouting that disgusting crap you old hag. I've got two useless bums and a bottomless pit of a beast to feed back home. This is about money" he sniffed as he knocked his drink back quickly, refusing to glance at the hulking transvestite mere inches away from him.
Saigou continued to watch the man with quiet fascination. He was a bum. A useless curly haired idiot. A total waste of oxygen. But still...he liked him. He couldn't help it; the carefree attitude and heavy lidded gaze of Sakata Gintoki veiled the beauty of his pure soul. An infectious soul that touched the heart of anyone he came into contact with. Gintoki was one of those people who if he ever walked out of Kabuki Chou...every single person who knew him would feel as though a part of themselves were missing. A slight smile stretched Saigou's painted lips as he refilled Gintoki's cup. He knew the samurai had to be desperate to ask for shifts at the Okama bar, but he knew that those two kids who trailed along beside him day in day out meant more to him than his own pride. That was one of the many tiny reasons that made the nose picking moron before him so admirable. "We have many guests booked for tonight, Mama will make sure you are first in line for the big tippers" Saigou winked as he heaved his bulky frame upright.
Gintoki grimaced in anticipation as he watched Saigou sashay away, his huge shoulders and strong arms looking so out of place in the delicate pink yukata he had stuffed himself into. It was going to be a long night.
"Ahhhh, Paakooooo is soooo cuuuute! It's not faaaair!" Azumi whined as he stood behind Gintoki and squirmed in jealousy "Mamaaaaaa! How are we supposed to earn a decent living when Paako comes in with her natural perm and bedroom eyes?!"
"Oi Agomi! Leave my perm out of this!" Gintoki yelled as he scowled over his shoulder "You think I want to earn a living like this? Ah? AH!?" he added as he rolled up the sleeves of his powder pink yukata, his made up face contorting into a dark rage.
"Paako is such a meanie!" Azumi cried dramatically, instantly springing behind Saigou "Mama, tell Paako that's not my name!"
"Ah? Paako is here?"
Gintoki's frown melted from anger into confusion at the sound of the familiar voice "Zura?! What the hell are you doing here?!"
"Zura ja nai. Zurako da" Katsura replied bluntly as he tossed his glossy black hair over his shoulder "Kabuki Chou's number one Okama is ready to take to the stage" he added as he posed provocatively and winked a shadowed eye in Gintoki's direction.
"Ah! Nobody wants to see that!" Gintoki yelled as he kicked Katsura to the ground and continued to stamp on his head "Shouldn't you be out somewhere trying to bring down the Bakufu or something? Aah? Why would you choose to do this you nmaibo eating bastard! Some of us don't have a choice except to lower ourselves to becoming a monster for perverts to laugh at!" He suddenly ceased stomping on Katsura as he felt a murderous rage loom behind him "W-when I said monster I - I didn't mean you.. ah haaa ha..." he trailed off nervously as Saigou and his horde of lady boys glared at him, their eyes cast in shadow making their blood-lust aura even more palpable.
"Paako, that big mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble one day" Saigou muttered through a gritted smile, his huge manly hands clasped as he cracked his knuckles menacingly "You and Zurako get out there now, you two are up first for nichibu."
Gintoki forced an over the top grin as he nodded and simultaneously dragged the half dazed Katsura off the ground. Even dancing was better than staying around Saigou in one of his murderous 'transvestite honour protecting' moods.
Hijikata exhaled the smoke from his lungs slowly, his eye twitched in annoyance as he tried to keep his temper under control.
"Please Toshi! I'd do it myself but what if Otae-San ever finds out that I visited an Okama bar?! She would think that I'm interested in men! I can't have her turn away from meeee!" Kondo whined as he pleaded with his friend.
"I don't think she would care either way..." Hijikata stated bluntly as he returned his leaders stare "I would rather be anywhere in the solar system than visit an Okama bar" he sniffed as he stumped out his cigarette and instantly shook another loose "Send Yamazaki" he shrugged, balancing the cigarette on his bottom lip.
Kondo's tear filled eyes widened and a disgusting blush coloured his cheeks as he continued to implore Hijikata "Zaki is already on a stakeout mission! P-please Toshi! You're the only one I can trust for such a big job!" he whined as he crawled closer to his friend on his hands and knees.
"That's right Hijikata San. Who else could possibly be up for such a high ranking mission?" Sougo sneered, his usually deadpan face betraying his sadistic enjoyment of such a situation"Kondo San has placed his trust in you"
Hijikata scowled from the corner of his eye at the young captain. "What about Sougo? I'm sure he would love to take on a special mission like this. Ne? Kondo San?" he asked his commander although his eyes were now firmly locked in a staring match with Sougo
Sougo smiled wickedly as he returned his Vice Commander's glare "I would love to help out but I selflessly volunteered to pick up the rest of Hijikata San's work so he could dedicate his full attention towards this special mission... plus I'm not old enough to visit such a place. Ne? Kondo San?"
Hijikata glared between his two closest comrades. Kondo remained on his hands and knees, his ass sticking up in the air and his face twisted in an overly emotional plea. Damn Gorilla. Sougo remained silent, his calm crossed legged position conflicted with the pure evil shining behind his eyes. Damn bastard Sougo. He sighed in resignation as he gracefully rose to his feet "This tip off had better be worth it" he muttered as he shoved his hands into his pockets and headed off towards his room. He needed time to mentally prepare himself for something this disgusting.
Gintoki moved with poor rhythm as he frantically tried to flap a fan in time to the quick sounds of the shamisen, staring straight ahead trying to ignore the laughing faces and odd perverted leer from the customers before him.
"Oi, Paako, try to keep up, you're making me look bad!" Katsura panted as he twirled with slightly more grace than his friend
"AH? Look in the mirror you bastard! Your face is what makes you look bad! And why are you even here? Is that how you know these moves ah? You've forgotten about being a Joui patriot and instead you're perfecting your dance moves in a gay bar!" Gintoki puffed as he thrust his hips ungracefully. He gave a sigh of relief as the song finally dwindled to an end and he gave a heart hearted bow towards the unimpressed audience. Perverts. What were they doing in a place like this anyway? Why did freaks like that have to have money when he didn't even have enough for a parfait! What he could do with just one of their wallets... some much needed sugar, a couple of hours at the pachinko parlour and finally a few drinks at a nice hostess club. That was what normal men would do with their spare cash, not gawk at men dressed like women!
"Oi! Paako!"
Gintoki wearily looked across the room to find Saigou beckoning him to join him "Aah?" he sighed as he rubbed his neck "What?"
"You're on serving for the rest of the night. You'll lose me all of my valuable customers if you keep dancing like that"
"...Yeah..." Gin sighed in defeat. Pouring sake for perverted old men was better than dancing for them at least "I'm just gonna take a quick leak and -" he added as he began to skulk towards the dressing room area that the workers used in between shifts before Saigou grabbed hold of his collar roughly, causing Gin's words to catch in throat "OW! What, what, what are you doing?!"
"I have a certain guest in mind for you Paako. Someone important who needs looking after in a special way" Saigou breathed quietly as he loosened his grip on Gin's collar and smoothed the creases in a heavy handed manner.
"Ah? Wh- ah? I'm not doing any funny business in here, I don't care how many parfaits I can buy, I'm not going to be some perverts S&M toy for the night!" Gintoki winced and sheepishly fixed his pigtail back into place as Saigou smacked him across the head in order to silence his frantic ramblings
"Not that kind of special! What kind of establishment do you think I'm running here you stupid perm!" Saigou breathed as he pulled Gin closer "I mean the type of special that could cause trouble for me!" he added as he looked around suspiciously "A Bakufu dog just walked in to the only Joui sheltering Okama bar in town. I can't have him sniffing around too much if you catch my drift!"
Gin sighed as he began to pick his nose, a completely unimpressed look plastered across his made up face "Well what the hell am I supposed to do about that oi?" he drew his finger away and inspected it for any evidence before looking back at the transvestite towering over him "...What?" he added wearily, a look of suspicion beginning to cloud his face
"Think of this as two jobs in one. You're working here tonight as Paako but I'm also hiring you as Sakata the Yorozuya. Keep the Bakufu dog on a short leash during his visit and you'll get two pay cheques for your efforts." Saigou grinned
Gin's eye twitched at the thought of all the money he could earn from just babysitting some wrinkled old perv. It was probably some old geezer directly linked to the Shogunate who got his kicks from being served his sake by a chick with a dick. There were worse jobs that he had endured in his life. "Fine, where is he?" he asked as he glanced around the darkened club, his mind already wandering to the sweet sugar he would be enjoying after this shift was over
"He's over there" Saigou nodded towards a secluded area towards the far end of the club "His entrance ended up being anything but discreet. The girls have taken an instant shine to him"
Gin squinted in the direction that Saigou had gestured to. All he could see was a group of flapping trannies mincing around the booth "Oi, he's already being looked after, half of the Okama are over there!" he spluttered as Saigou grabbed him by the collar once more and began marching in the direction of the fussing lady boys and mystery guest who Gin still could not make out
"Back to your posts girls, this gentlemen is to be personally looked after by Paako for the rest of his stay" Saigou boomed as the Okama turned around with looks of dismay mixed with fiery jealousy
"Paako gets to have all the fun!"
"It's not fair Mama, Paako always gets the cute ones!"
Saigou nodded in Gin's direction almost imperceptibly as he ushered the reluctant noisy crowd away, allowing Gintoki and his guest the chance to lay eyes on each other for the first time.
Gin felt his hair stand on edge as the pair of deep blue eyes finally rose and locked with his own. What the hell was this bastard doing here?!
Hijikata froze as he stared at the Okama standing before him. What the hell? Was that...? It couldn't be?! No way! He blushed as his cigarette fell from his slack jaw and fumbled in embarrassment as he tried to pick it up again. He jumped in fright as the Okama flopped heavily into the booth beside him
"So... you visit these kind of places often?"
Hijikata swallowed down his embarrassment as the voice from the weirdly attractive girl next to him was unmistakable "Y-Y-Yoruzuya?! What the hell are you doing? Why are you dressed like a girl you pervert?!"
Gin tilted his head to the side and smiled wickedly "Oi oi Hijikata Kun, there is only one pervert here and this time it isn't me. I could never get it up for a boy in dress. I had no idea that Vice Commander San was so kinky..."
Hijikata blushed furiously and gritted his teeth. Of all of the bastards in this town he had to run into the one that made his blood boil by simply breathing "You're the one wearing the dress you freak! I'm here on official Shinsengumi business! What's your excuse ah?!"
Gin leaned back and began picking his nose once more "Ahh? That's where the tax payers hard earned money goes? To fund the perversions of the city's police officers? Come to think of it that Gorilla is always in Hostess Bars... I always wondered why Hijikata Kun didn't visit those places much, Gin San never would have guessed you were into boys this whole time"
"Oi bastard! Watch your tongue or I'll cut it out of your head! You can't lecture me about being a pervert when you're the one sitting there in full make up and a dress! And when have you ever paid taxes you natural perm bastard!"
Gin smiled and bounced his pigtails playfully "My natural perm is my secret weapon in here Hijikata Kun. Gin San wa kawaiiiiii desu ne?" he laughed as he made his voice high and squeaky like an over excited teenage schoolgirl
Hijikata scowled as he looked away "Stop being creepy and asking disgusting questions" he mumbled as he reached for his packet of cigarettes. He couldn't abandon the mission just because the Yorozuya was here. But that bastard wasn't going to make things easy... maybe if he asked to switch to another Okama to be his host... or hostess... whatever the hell they were. He blinked in astonishment as a flame suddenly flicked on, lighting the end of the cigarette he had balanced on his lip. He looked down to see the painted face of the Yorozuya smiling up at him as he leant forward with a lit match in his hand "Wh...what are you doing?" Hijikata asked quietly, completely freaked out by the submissive behaviour of the most annoying man in Edo
"I'm lighting your cigarette for you Hijikata San. I am your hostess for this evening" Gintoki smiled flirtatiously "It is my duty to help you relax and enjoy your stay."
Gintoki suppressed a laugh as he continued to look into Hijikata's eyes. The look on the Shinsengumi officers face was priceless! He was genuinely bewildered by the situation and Gin vowed to take advantage of this sudden weakness. The tip off from Saigou earlier on actually did tie into to Hijikata's original plea that his visit was strictly professional; he was here on some sort of undercover mission to root out any Joui patriots in hiding. But he didn't know that Gin knew that... yes, this would be the perfect way to make the demon Vice Commander squirm in humiliation "Hijikata San, please drink" Gintoki smiled as he delicately poured sake for his guest
"W-why are you being so creepy. Stop it!" Hijikata stuttered as he glanced quickly between Gin's playful smile and the freshly poured sake "How do you expect me to enjoy sake that's been poured by a man! A man in a dress no less!"
Gin continued to smile sweetly "It will make this experience easier for both of us, don't you agree Hijikata San?"
Hijikata looked down at the sake cup and sighed. Getting drunk on the job hadn't been part of the initial plan... but he hadn't bargained on running into the Yorozuya of all people "Ah. You actually said something that made sense for once." he grunted as he knocked the drink back quickly and slammed the cup down on the table "You can drop the disgusting hostess act though. Let me do what I need to do and we can forget this meeting ever happened"
Gin eyed the man beside him suspiciously. He hated to admit it, but Hijikata wasn't stupid. He probably knew the names and addresses of each Okama Joui patriot that had ever even stepped foot in the building, never mind the ones that were actually working the floor tonight. He glanced around quickly as he suddenly remembered Zura. That idiot was in here tonight mincing around the place like he was Ru Paul, if Hijikata even so much as glanced in his direction it would be a different kind of bar Zura would find himself behind. He would have to try and gain the majority of Hijikata's attention, at least until he could send some sort of signal for Katsura to disappear or the Shinsengumi officer to get sick of this charade and go home "Ahh... well, what is it that you need to do? Anything that I can help you with?" Gin asked as he twirled a strand of silver hair around his finger playfully "Hijikata San takes his work so seriously... and at this moment I am working too so... let's both do our best ne?"
Hijikata turned and gave Gin an incredulous look "Stop with this act already Yorozuya, it's not funny" he exhaled a cloud of smoke as Gin obediently refilled his sake once more, clearly ignoring Hijikata's discomfort "I'll ask your boss to swap you out for another worker, I have a job to do and I wont let you stand in my way bastard" Hijikata huffed as he began to scoot out of the booth "O-oi! Bastard! Let go!" he cried as Gin suddenly grabbed his wrist holding him in place
"Wait! Hijikata Kun, hear me out. If you swap me for someone else it'll be ten times worse. Just look at that horny rabble over there eyeing you up... you're like a piece of fresh meat to them. If you think I'm bad... they'll eat you up alive! At least with me you know I'd rather give up JUMP than try anything with the likes of you!"
Hijikata blinked as he looked at Gin and then at the salivating group of trannies leering at him from the bar and once more at Gin before closing his eyes and sighing "... Well just shut up and stop with this creepy act already. We can pretend like we don't even know each other are here. I want to keep this visit as discreet and as efficient as possible" he mumbled as he dropped back down onto the couch in resignation "Kondo San owes me for this one..."
Gin smiled wickedly as he reached for the sake bottle and poured two measures of alcohol this time "Whatever you say Hijikata Kun"
Hijikata ran a hand through his hair and leant his head against the back of the booth. This was so annoying. How the hell was he supposed to get anything accomplished with the damn Yorozuya hanging around. It was futile to ask that baka perm anything, it would either be a pack of lies or he would flat out refuse to cooperate with the Shinsengumi. He closed his eyes momentarily to assess how sober he was. How many cups had he drank already? This wasn't good, getting drunk was only going to prolong this pain
"Oi oi, Hijikata Kun, you're not falling asleep on me are you? You'll hurt Gin San's feelings!"
Hijikata opened his eyes slowly and turned to scowl at the pouting Yorozuya. That bastard never took anything seriously, his whole life was one big joke "I thought we had agreed to ignore each other. I don't require or want your services so go and bother somebody else"
Gin pouted even more as he returned Hijikata's stare "That's not very nice! Gin San has been so hospitable and now you just dismiss me! How crueeeeel!" he whined in a girlish voice once more "Demon Vice Commander San is so meeeeean!"
"Shut up! How is drinking the sake that I've had to pay for being hospitable?! Go and sponge off some other pervert!"
Gin's pout instantly turned into a wicked smile "Other pervert you say?" he cackled "So you're at least admitting that you're a pervert Hijikata Kuuuuun... ooooh you're so bad!" he giggled from behind his hand in a flirtatious manner. He took extreme pleasure in the intense blush that spread across the Shinsengumi officers face. His ears and even his neck flushed pink as he tried to look away in embarrassment. Gin's gaze lingered for a moment on Hijikata's exposed skin. He was wearing a dark kimono that was tied loosely around the waist leaving a considerable amount of flesh exposed around his chest. The pink flush stood out drastically against his otherwise pale skin, making him appear strangely vulnerable. Gin marvelled at how smooth and flawless that skin looked... the bastard. Strutting around with his perfect complexion and straight black hair...
"O-oi! What the hell are you doing?!" Hijikata yelled as Gin leant in closer and suddenly tugged gently at a few strands of his jet black hair
Gin faltered momentarily and looked confused as though he had not realised what he had done "Shut up baka, I was just seeing if you really do stick your head in mayonnaise to get your hair so straight!" he argued, instantly snatching his hand away from the surprisingly silky locks his fingers had just been entwined in. Bastard! Not only did he have perfect skin but his hair was fuller and softer than anything he had ever touched in his life. He frowned slightly as he noticed Hijikata's blush intense to deeper shade of red... k-kawaiiiii...
"Stop staring at me you bastard! You're making me feel weird!" Hijikata yelled as he tried to scoot away from Gin and increase the distance between them "I'm going to the bathroom..." he mumbled as he awkwardly escaped from the booth and headed towards the toilets
Gin grimaced as he looked at the sake bottle. What the hell was in that stuff? Why did Hijikata Kun look so cute right now? Was he high or something? Him? That mayo sucking-nicotine addicted-foul tempered-Shinsengumi bastard?! How could someone like him ever be cute? He sighed loudly as he leant his head against the back of the booth and began to pick his nose. He was sugar depraved. That was all. Lack of sugar left him dazed and easily confused. That had to be it...
Hijikata splashed cold water onto his face and gazed at his reflection momentarily. Of all the places to be stuck... with all of the people to be stuck here with! He frowned at the mirror, reminding himself that he was here on an important tip off; Saigou Tokumori was well known for his past involvement with the Joui. His status as a rebel fighter was somewhat legendary around these parts, and over the years his reputation had only garnered more respect from the underbelly of society as he claimed the powerful position as one of Kabuki Chou's four Deva's. It was only natural that such a man would harbour feelings of sympathy towards fellow rebels... and what better way to disguise them and easily keep them away from the eye of the law than to dress them as women. No self respecting Bakufu employee would even glance at such a place, never mind enter one and ask to be entertained! Patience Toushiro... Hijikata growled to himself as he walked back towards the booth where the increasingly drunk Yorozuya was idly lounging. This was possibly one of the worst days of his life. And Hijikata Toushiro had lived through a lot of shit. Of all the bastards to be stuck with... why the hell couldn't he move freely around this damn club and find what he was looking for?! He clenched his jaw tightly as he observed the Yorozuya's flushed cheeks and even more relaxed pose. The bastard had drank most of the sake himself, perhaps he could change tactics and press the curly haired baka for some information without the idiot realising it. Yes. That sounded like the best option, at least until he could lose him and get on with his information gathering. "S-so... w-why do you come here? Are you that poor or something?" he stuttered awkwardly. He gulped slightly as he was met with an incredulous glance from Gintoki. Hijikata had thought he was being considerate...
"Ah? You think I do this because I'm so poor I only eat white rice with an egg on top for every meal?" Gin cried sarcastically "No, I love working here Hijikata Kun, I love wearing make up and serving drinks to perverts all night long! This is the finest job for a Samurai!" he added as he sat up straight and snarled at the man beside him "Getting paid for this is just a bonus!"
Hijikata looked down at the table before them uncomfortably "S-sorry..." he mumbled, almost inaudibly. He knew the idiot had it hard at times. Although his natural laziness didn't really help his situation. He glanced sideways to see if Gin had actually heard him and was shocked at the way the Yorozuya was staring at him
"Did you just apologise to me Hijikata Kun?" Gin asked, his voice full of surprise as he continued to stare dumbfounded at the man beside him
Hijikata immediately looked away and rubbed the back of his neck "Don't get carried away. I didn't mean to intrude. It doesn't matter what you do in your spare time. It has nothing to do with me!"
Gin's frown melted slowly into a smile, his pink lips curving in the corners as he enjoyed Hijikata's bashful behaviour. It was strange being with him like this. Most of the time whenever their paths crossed something crazy was happening or they just plain argued. He'd never been alone with the man for so long just sitting still and drinking together. The situation they had found themselves in was anything but normal... but it felt strangely... nice. Gin blinked furiously as he sat up straight and looked ahead. What the hell? Had he just been smiling at that bastard mayora and actually thinking it was nice? NICE? What the hell was he? Some love struck teenager? Was he suddenly the protagonist of a shojou manga?! "Y-yeah, it's not like you Bakufu dogs need to worry about where the next meal is coming from. Just keep on relying on us tax payers to buy your cigarettes and mayonnaise" Gin spluttered as he tried to regain the usual footing between them
"Oi? Us tax payers? Oi? When have you ever paid your taxes!" Hijikata growled as he lost any shred of hope of actually trying to garner any information from this clueless idiot beside him "Just shut up and do what your being paid for" he huffed as he crossed his arms and stared ahead in annoyance
Gin raised a silver eyebrow questioningly "And what is that supposed to mean you pervert?! What are you trying to get Gin San to do ah? We don't do any funny business in here you mayo bastard!"
Hijikata instantly sat upright as he noticed a suspiciously familiar figure across the room. He could hear the silver permed bastard's annoying voice ranting about something but chose to ignore him so he could focus on his target. If he wasn't mistaken that was...
"Oi! It's rude to ignore a lady you bastard!"
Hijikata jumped in fright as Gintoki's face suddenly appeared centimetres away from his own, completely blocking his vision of his suspect "What the hell Yorozuya!" he shouted as he shoved his hand into the samurai's face "Get away from me you annoying bastard!" he yelled, squashing his hand further into Gintoki's face
"Hhrmmph – frrnnnnnph- ah! Baka!" Gintoki spluttered as he struggled to free himself "My make up!" he cried as Hijikata finally withdrew his hand "You bastard! Who do you think you are ah? You want to take this outside?"
"Will you fucking shut up!" Hijikata yelled as his eyes desperately scanned the room. He was almost certain he had seen that bastard Katsura. Or had he? Shit, he shouldn't have drank so much sake... if that silver headed fool hadn't have gotten in his way...
Gin pouted sullenly as he fixed his pigtails and smoothed some imaginary creases out of his yukata. He glanced sheepishly at Hijikata and pouted even more as he realised the Shinsengumi officer was completely ignoring him. The bastard! Any other time Gintoki knew he would have Hijikata's full attention, the promise of a fight was always too tempting for either of them to back away from. Why the hell wasn't he interested in fighting now, what was more important than... Shit! Gin sobered as he suddenly remembered the original reason why Hijikata was here. His eyes darted around the room as he tried to locate Zura... surely Saigou hadn't allowed him to continue working if he knew that Hijikata was sniffing around the place looking for Joui patriots? Could he really be that stupid? "O-oi Hijikata Kun, what's with the scary face? Relax and enjoy your sake...?" Gin stuttered awkwardly as he tried to coax Hijikata's attention back towards him "A watched pot never boils ne?" he added flippantly as he sipped his own drink. He was surprised when Hijikata looked back towards him and nodded slightly, obediently reaching for the drink Gin had poured for him. Gin felt his heart race increase as he watched a slight trail of sake escape from the corner of Hijikata's mouth and roll down his exposed neck. His actions were getting sloppier... how much had he had to drink? He twitched in surprise when Hijikata's eyes locked with his own
"What's your problem ah? Why are you being so weird... or weirder than usual I should say" Hijikata sighed as he leant his head back on the booth, breaking their gaze "I would have thought you'd rather be serving anyone else in the world than me right now so why are you trying so hard?"
Gin remained silent as he digested Hijikata's words. "I'm working. That's all" he eventually replied after what seemed an eternity, though his answer didn't satisfy either of them. He glanced at Hijikata again who remained in the same position, his head leaning comfortably against the high cushioned booth, his gaze now somewhat defeated and tired. A slight glow coloured his cheeks, an obvious effect of the alcohol and his jet black hair hung messily over his startling blue eyes. Gin felt a pang of jealously cut through him. The bastard was gorgeous and he acted like he didn't even know it. He sighed in annoyance and looked away "...bastard" he muttered under his breath.
"Aah?"
"...Nothing"
Gin squinted as he tried to focus on the clock hanging behind the bar. What time was it? When was this bastard going to give up and go home? "Ano... Hijikata Kun, I don't know what kind of mission that gorilla has sent you on, but don't you think it's time you went back to the barracks? Most of the other customers have already left" Gin sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. He was exhausted. Trying to keep this bastards attention for so long whilst simultaneously keeping an eye out for that idiot Zura had physically drained him. His alcohol buzz had even worn off.
"Aah?" Hijikata slurred as he blinked "I know that bastard Katsura is here. I'm not going back until I catch him..."
Gin sighed as he realised how drunk the man beside him actually was, to be revealing details about his mission so freely. He seriously couldn't handle his drink "Well, even if Zura was here I doubt you'd be able to do anything in this state. Come on, go sleep if off Vice Commander San" Gin sighed as he tried to shift Hijikata out of the booth. He gulped as Hijikata suddenly swayed and leant against him, the faint smell of soap mixed with cigarettes instantly filled his nostrils. It smelt divine. "O-oi... w-watch yourself!" he cried as he steadied the embarrassed Shinsengumi officer. His eyes widened in horror as the lights suddenly flickered on, a signal to all the patrons that it was time to leave. He sat in shock as his eyes instantly fell of Zura who was laughing loudly at the bar in clear view of everyone. That idiot...!
"S-sorry..." Hijikata mumbled as he straightened up and moved away from Gin "You're right I should leave..." he added as he scooted along the sofa and made to leave
"W-wait! Hijikata Kun!" Gin cried as he grabbed the man's wrist and kept him in place "W-what's the rush, you may as well finish the rest of this" he laughed as he shook the flask of sake with his other hand "You've paid for it you may as well drink it!"
Hijikata blinked slowly and looked Gin's hand which was clasped tightly around his wrist and then at the sake flask "No. You can have it. I've had enough..." he slurred as he stood and started to make his way towards the end of the booth once more "Let go" he demanded as Gin tried to keep him in place
"B-b-but Hijikata Kun!" Gin cried desperately as he realised the officer was merely seconds away from noticing that stupid bastard Zura if he didn't do something "Y-you can't go yet!"
"Why not?" Hijikata replied, annoyance now taking over his previously drunken tone "You're annoying me Yoroz-!" his words were cut short as Gintoki pulled him back down towards the sofa with a sharp tug and suddenly pressed his lips against his own.
Gin held Hijikata tightly in place as he kissed the Shinsengumi's officers lips and waved his free hand frantically in order to gain attention from the bar area. He didn't have time to think of anything else, he had to stop Hijikata from noticing Zura for long enough so the stupid bastard could make a hasty escape. He ignored the surprised muffled noises from the man beneath him and continued to press hard against his mouth. His eyes burned a hole in the back of Zura's head as he pleaded with the idiot telepathically to get the hell of of there... how long could he keep Hijikata like this for? He gave an inward sigh of relief as he eventually saw Saigou physically lift up Katsura and drag him quickly into the back of the club, a look of gratitude plastered across his heavily made up face. That bastard owed him for this. His body suddenly froze as he felt Hijikata's lips part and softly return his kiss. W-w-what the hell?! What the hell was happening? Was Hijikata kissing him back? But why? Gin had only acted out of desperation! Why was the mayo freak kissing him back like that?! Gin looked down at the man below him and felt his heart race increase at the sight. Hijikata's eyes were closed. His eyes were closed! He was enjoying this! What the hell?! What should he do? Why was this happening?!
"Oww!" Gin cried as he was suddenly pushed back with tremendous strength, an enraged Hijikata now glaring at him from a few feet away "What was that for?!" he cried, truly bewildered at how the situation had changed so dramatically so suddenly
"Stay away from me you bastard!" Hijikata growled as he wiped his mouth and staggered to his feet "If I see your face ever again I'll kill you" he added as he grabbed his cigarettes and marched abruptly from the building, leaving a bewildered Gin staring after him.
Gin strolled slowly down the dark street, the only other signs of life being stray cats prowling the alley ways or the odd drunkard staggering home after a hard night on the booze. He couldn't go home. He didn't want to. How was he expected to sleep after something like that? What the hell had even happened back there? Why had Hijikata Kun returned his kiss... a kiss that Gin hadn't even meant to happen. He sat down on a bench and leant his head back, his face now clear of make up and his trademark perm pigtail free. Even the thick wedge of money he had earned after that nights work didn't lift his mood. He felt lost. He hadn't expected anything like that to happen... especially concerning Hijikata of all people! He closed his eyes as he recalled the strangely comforting scent of tobacco and soap... those surprisingly soft lips... how did someone like Hijikata; the Demon Vice Commander of the Shinsengumi have lips as soft as that? And why the hell couldn't Gintoki stop thinking about them!
Hijikata stumbled back towards the barracks slowly. His head hurt and for once he couldn't blame it entirely on the alcohol. His head hurt because he had banged it against the wall for several minutes. What the hell was he doing? Why had the Yorozuya kissed him like that... and why had he allowed it to happen? Had visiting an Okama bar actually turned him into a homo? No way! Even if it had, why would he allow the Yorozuya of all people to be the one to kiss him?! That silver haired bastard? That loser waste of space bum?
"Toshi! You're back!" Hijikata looked up slowly to find Kondo waving from the entrance to the Shinsengumi barracks "I didn't think you'd be this long!" he laughed loudly as his friend gingerly walked towards him "So did you find out anything?"
Hijikata looked away sheepishly "Sorry Kondo San... not this time" he mumbled apologetically, refusing to look his commander in the eye.
Kondo smiled as he grasped his friends shoulder and walked him towards his room "No need to apologise Toshi. You did your duty, that is all anyone can ask of you. You never let me down" he beamed proudly
Hijikata looked down at his feet and felt his shame almost choke him. Kondo would certainly lose his faith in his Vice Commander's skills if he found out what he had really ended up doing. He felt his cheeks burn hot as he wondered how many people had witnessed the... the incident. "...Yeah" he eventually replied as they stopped outside of Hijikata's private quarters "Well, goodnight Kondo San" he sighed as he started to head inside
"Oi, Toshi, you have something on your mouth. Have you been eating sweets?" Kondo grinned as he pointed towards Hijikata's bottom lip "Or are they making pink mayonnaise these days?" he laughed as he waved goodnight to his friend and made his way towards his own room. Hijikata wiped his mouth and remained frozen on the spot as he looked down at the pink lip gloss now smeared across his hand.
To be continued if anyone would like me to? All reviews or comments are greatly appreciated!