I do not own Gintama..but Gintoki will do x))
Gist: What?Sa- chan's going to forget Gintoki? But will she win this out?
"Destiny only happens if you do something about it!"
Another long day has passed at the Kunoichi Café and I still couldn't stop thinking about him.
I have been entertaining various men the whole day and yet he's the only one that kept on popping in and out of my mind. I took this crappy job for the sake of doing something useful and productive— of course, stalking is far more entertaining and at the same time rewarding— other than assassinating bad ass guys and thinking about him.
'Sa-chan, this job is not working for you. When you're in your assassin mode you think about him. When you're entertaining guests, you think about him. When you're about to sleep, NOT ONLY do you think of him, you also mentally strip him naked! Just quit this job and continue stalking, at least you'd be able to fantasize non-stop and no one would give a damn. Also, an opportunity to strip him for real may present itself!'
I let out a light giggle at the last thought. I opened my cell phone and sighed. I stared at my most precious wallpaper, a picture of Gin-san (picking at his nose). "Gin-san, if only you…" I murmured to myself while gazing at the picture.
'NO! Sa-chan! Get hold of yourself and stop this pathetic whining immediately! You are the leader of the Shogunate's Oniwaban Assassins; the top assassin group in Edo and here you are talking stupid lovey-dovey things to a cell phone! You are definitely C-R-A-Z-Y!'
Sa- chan audibly groaned at that thought and stared at the twinkling night sky. "If only…" I muttered.
"If only what? Miss beautiful?" a voice of an old lady suddenly asked.
My training as an assassin kicked-in and I swiftly put my defenses up. I looked back and forth the area and searched for the source of the voice that intruded my private thoughts. I saw her sitting near a dark corner of the alley, a smile plastered on her face which made me immediately apprehensive.
"Oh! Hold your horses Miss." the small old lady said while raising her hands in a form of surrender. "You seem to be in a deep thought…" she continued.
"What makes you think I'm in deep thought?" I asked sharply.
"No need to be defensive now…" the old lady said as she lowered her arms and smiled. "You were talking to your cell phone a little too loud you know. Drunkards going towards your direction were even avoiding you."
I stared at her for a few seconds and then lowered my defenses. I quickly glanced away from her.
'As if I care for those people! The only one I care for is Gin-san!' I thought defensively.
"There you go again…" the old lady chuckled amusedly.
I suddenly looked at her and said, "What? I didn't even open my mouth!"
"I know, but your face betrays what you think my dear." she calmly replied with that odd smile of hers.
My eyes turned to slits as I stared at her again. I had always passed by this ram- shackled alley every night and this is only time I've taken noticed of it.
"Maybe I could help you with your problem, cherie?" she suddenly offered.
Before I could retort something she hastily added "I know you're thinking about a guy who doesn't even care a single strand of your hair and that you've always ended up being shooed, kicked and dumped away."
I was so stunned that I didn't even notice my mouth was slightly ajar.
She chuckled at my surprised expression and then said, "Please do come in." She opened the door to her tacky old house and entered.
I followed her inside, still bewildered on the accuracy of her speech while ago.
'Am I...that pathetic for her to know my problem?' I thought gloomily. 'No Sa-chan, the word is not pathetic…DESPERATE will do justice for you.'
"Stop thinking nonsensical things cherie!" she said, effectively interrupting my train of thoughts. "Go sit over there and wait for me while I brew the two of us a cup of tea. AND…don't even think of nonsensical things!" she continued as she entered her kitchen.
'Okay, no nonsense thoughts…just calm your nerves Sa-chan' I said to myself and followed her instructions. While I waited for her, I looked around the shabby house and observed the interior.
"Hmm…too dark, too small, too much unnecessary things cluttered together, too much smell of incense and…tarot and crystal ball?" I felt my left eye twitch and hid my face in my palm. "Ugh, I think I know where I am at!" I groaned.
"Yes, you are right on what you have just observed. This is a fortune tellers place." She said while setting down our tea on the table. "Drink, being calm does you good, you know." She continued as she offered me a cup of tea.
I cautiously accepted the tea and took a sniff at it.
I heard her click her tongue and looked up to see a menacing aura coming from her. "I just said being calm does good for you!" I quickly stopped my suspicious act and just drank the tea. I was sweating buckets at the evil glare she gave me.
Surprisingly enough the tea did work, it calmed my wrecked nerves…
"So, am I correct with my statement a while ago?" she asked. I stopped taking a sip and slowly set my cup down on the table. I closed my eyes for a second and looked at her.
"I'll take that as a yes." She smiled. I suddenly looked away from her and sighed.
"As I said, maybe I could help you, go ahead and spit it out. I'm here for you." She encouraged.
"I-I" I stammered. "I…really like this guy- I mean no! Not like…but the other word, the L-word…" I furiously looked down at my tea while blushing madly at the same time. "But he…he…he doesn't like me…he…he just shoos me away…all the time…I just want him to like me…you know…more, but he's a very stubborn guy and… "
I abruptly stopped feeling the constriction in my throat while tears threatened to fall.
Both of us remained silent for a few minutes until the old fortune-teller spoke.
"I see." She took a deep breath and then continued "I get that you want to forget him, correct? Judging by your actions…"
I looked up at her suddenly and eyed her quizzically.
"There are two types of women out there: One, who loves so much that she will work her ass off just for her loved one; and second…the one who works her ass off just to forget someone…" she explained quietly.
I stared at my tea, digesting her words. I felt the tears prickle my eyes again.
The old lady sighed loudly and said "I'll help you. The guy you like is a bastard anyways. He doesn't know how to value a very precious person…does he, jolie?"
I quickly looked at her and a suddenly felt my gut do a summersault.
"But of course nothing is free." I looked up at her curiously while she smiled at me. "Every time I give you a task, a favor must be returned. This will make you forget that bâtard faster." She said seriously.
'Me…forget…Gin-san?' I thought, letting the idea fully sink in my mind.
"Just trust me, that guy is no good for you for a cherie like you" she said as she slowly reached for my hands on the table.
This old woman, who looked like an old, native Japanese yet could speak a few select words of French was confusing.
'Should she be trusted to help me forget Gin-san?' I asked myself dumbfounded.
A debate was instantly held in my head. The group of AG(Anti- Gin) VS PG( Pro-Gin) started:
AG: Finally! Sa-chan will be saved from the depths of eternal humiliation! She's back as the BEST assassin in all EDO!
PG: Sa-chan, no! Gin is the L of your life! You can't forget about him especially the S.M…
AG: No way! That S.M causes her major humiliation that hinders her from performing her job properly.
PG: Yes way! Gin-san and Sa-chan are meant for each other just as S and M are forever together!
…and they continue to battle it out. But who will emerge as the winner?
I felt the tightened grasp of the old lady as she saw the inner turmoil that was happening to me. I withdrew my hands from her, adjusted my glasses and looked at her gravely.
"So…when shall we start?" I asked
