ONCE AGAIN Nonie was struck by inspiration and started a new story... *sigh*.. anyhoo this was going to be a oneshot but ended up longer... it wont be as long as my reuniting story i SWEAR!

so yeah i hope you guys enjoy this scandal arc inspired fic and watch out there is A LOT of swearing in here!

W-what happened?

W-here am I?

Multiple, typical hanger mysteries continued to elude Gintoki, as he sat up rubbing his throbbing head.
A few moments after awakening, Gintoki took in his surroundings. As he scanned the room, a sinking feeling of dread, weighed down his already queasy stomach.

This wasn't his room.

Shit!

With a glance down he found he was also naked.

Double shit!

And there was someone in the bed next to him.

Triple shit! And whatever came next, a whole SHIT-LOAD of shit.

Oh god this felt familiar, but how? The pain in his head stopped him from delving deeper into his mind, halting any attempts to remember the familiarity. Fine! He would figure out how he got there later, for now he would deal with what to do now!

Firstly who was next to him? WHO WAS THAT LUMP UNDER THE BLANKET?!

With shaky hands, Gintoki gently eased back the covers that were hiding his guest from view. Careful not to wake the person, he slowly revealed the figure. Light brown, shoulder length hair, slender pale shoulders... A WOMAN! He could only see her back, but there were definite feminine curves. Somehow he felt relieved... Though his relief was short lived as he spotted the bruises, they covered the woman's skinny body. Holy crap did he do that? HOLY SHIT!

Quadruple shit! Quintuple shit! Sextuple shit! OH GOD! NO not sex just some innocent drunken naked sleeping! She fell down the stairs, and his heroic drunken self carried her to bed and undres-... No that can't be right!...SHIT! More than a shit-load, it's a Fuck-ton of shit!

A quiet sniffle broke Gin from his moment of panic, he blinked and shuffled back awkwardly, as the woman rolled onto her stomach then turned her head, shyly peering at him through the wall of hair. She was looking at him expectantly and he had no idea what to say, or do. Come on! He was severely hungover, he had only figured out who he was moments earlier.

"H-Hi!"
Seriously? Hi? That's all he could think of? He mentally roundhouse kicked himself, as a normal kick was not sufficient. But now what was he suppose to say? 'Come here often?' or 'nice bruises, did you get them professionally done?'.

The woman slowly sat up and knelt on the bed, not bothering to hide her body. Gintoki instinctively looked away earning a curious look from the girl.

"Where are your clothes?" Gintoki growled in annoyance, mostly at himself. He quickly found his own clothes and started covering himself. The girl paid no mind to his tone and shook her head, a motion which Gintoki barely caught in the corner of his eyes.

"Gone." She spoke so softly, she was barely audible, Gintoki had to pause his motions and concentrate to understand. For a moment she seemed like she was going to say more but she clamped her mouth shut, as if to contain words that try to escape.

Slowly Gintoki let his eyes stray from the button of his pants to the girl sitting behind him. She hadn't moved from her spot on the bed, her shoulders were slumped her head hung low. Her hair covered most of her face, but the redness of her eyes was still apparent, and the dampness of the pillow confirmed it; she had been crying.

She was naked, bruised and had been crying.

After a moment of thought, Gin scooped up his discarded kimono, he walked around to the other side of the bed and wrapped it over the girl's shoulders.

"Use this for now, I'll find you something else to wear." Running his hands through his messy bed-head perm, he turned his head away from the girl. She was still too exposed for his liking. He had put the garment over her shoulders but left it up to her to fasten it. She had just sat there almost motionless, like a porcelain doll.

"I'll be back in a minute," Gintoki spoke as he quickly put on his shirt and headed for the door, "I'm gonna find you something else 'cause well, everyone recognises whose blue swirls. Wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong ide-" he stopped mid sentence as he thought for a moment. Would it even be the wrong idea? Had they actually done the deed?

Slowly Gin turned his head and met the eyes that were watching him. At that moment he realised how young the girl looked. Oh shit, how old was she? Was she even legal?

"H-h-h-" he choked as he tried to ask the dangerous question, "how old are you?" It came out louder and higher pitched than he intended but that didn't matter, what mattered is DID HE JUST DO THE DIRTY WITH A FREAKING CHILD?

"Fifteen." The girl mumbled, as she tilted her head and turned her body to face him. Gintoki would have been grateful that she had finally closed the kimono, but he couldn't actually see her at the moment. He was staring past her in shock, his mind doing back flips to the beat of his throbbing migraine.

Oh God! What had he done? This girl was only a year older than Kagura. Oh God. She was younger than Shinpachi! Shit! Gintoki was going to have to learn the word for '100 times' because he needed it to describe the amount of shit.

How was he going to go home? How was he going to face them? How was he going to live like he had so far? What about Kagura? Was she going to have to move out? As much as it would make his wallet happy, he wouldn't be if she left. They were going to hate him, and never want to see him ag-

His thoughts where cut off sudden urge to vomit. Not from the woman, just a combination of major hangover and the stress of the situation. Definitely not her! Because as much as he would like to deny it, she was rather attractive and well-developed for her age... her age... Ah she was so young, too young for a guy in his twenties to be messing around with!

He felt disgusted, at himself.

With a little help from the door frame for balance, he made it out of the room. His mind was still whirring but managed to keep walking.

He couldn't make it right, but he had to do something.

Eventually he found hotel staff, a single old woman struggling with an overly large pile of folded linen. Just as she was about to tip over, Gintoki grabbed the pile from the small woman and she thanked him greatly.

"Thank you dear, just put it on that shelf. Oh thank you again." The woman's cheerful voice was heard from the other side of the pile. "My husband really needs to hire some more workers, but no he insists that they would get in the way, and would be in on our private matters. Really the nerve of that man! He is lucky that I love him or else I'd be gone in a flash, I'd move back up north. You see I grew up there, its lovely this time of year..." The woman continued to prattle on as she picked up and folded the single sheet that had fallen. "Thank you again young man, It really helps to have a pair of strong arms arou-"

Suddenly the woman stopped mid sentence, the smile she wore fell as she got a good look at the man before her. "Oh it's you..." The woman's eyes were wide and she looked extremely startled.

"It's me?" Gin furrowed his brow at the woman's sudden change of mood. Why was she suddenly pulling that almost fearful face. "What about me?"

"Oh, OH nothing dear." The woman plastered on a clearly fake smile as she broke eye contact, opting to stare her fidgeting hands, "S-so what can I do for you? I-I'm sorry that its past breakfast time so there's none left. B-but I can cook something especially if you want, its no hassle." The woman's voice became frantic and her eyes started to water.

Oh shit now this woman was crying too.

"No No it's fine! you don't need to-" Gin held out his hands, it was was suppose to be a calming motion, but the woman squeaked and stepped back. She started spewing a string of "I'm sorry"s and "please forgive me"s, bowing at the waist each time.

"Oi calm down!" Gintoki spoke in a stern but not threatening voice. Even so, the woman still flinched and got down on her knees. Pulling the fully respectful pose, she cried out apologies into the carpet. Gin tried to soften his tone and spoke again.

"Look, I have no idea what is going on here. I just need you to- Come on! Just stop the bowing already!" He growled at the end as he knelt down and took the woman's hand helping her to her feet. Once up right Gintoki crouched slightly so as to be eye level with the blubbering woman.

"Come on, calm down," he spoke softly, "all that wailing is gonna fry my throbbing head." He pulled a friendly smirk as the woman wiped her eyes on her sleeve. "Listen, I have no idea what is going on, I can't remember anything from last night. I definitely don't remember anything happening that would make you need to apologise but..." He brought his hands together holding the woman's hand between them, "If you really feel bad, could you do me a favour?"

Saki exhaled a sigh of relief when the silver haired man left the room. She looked down at the kimono he had given her, trailing a finger around the blue swirls. She felt kind of bad for the guy, he seemed like a nice enough bloke. If only they weren't in this situation.

Her body ached, she could remember the previous night in detail. Every second she was conscious that is, she had passed out a couple of times.

Slowly she got to her feet and made her way to the standing mirror on the other side of the bed. After a few minutes of using any and all furniture for support she was finally in front of it, her wobbly legs finally cooperating.

Gently pressing out the creases in the fabric of her loaned kimono, the girl tilted her head at her reflection, somehow she was surprised at what she saw. Though the dark bruised area around her eye and her split lip, reminded her of the events of the night before. Though the dark circles under her eyes, showed her exhaustion and stress. There was no major change in her appearance. So much had happened to her, in the few days since she had returned to Edo with her sister. So much. For some reason she expected her appearance to have changed, something that would have shown the pain she had been through, shown how different it had made her.

Something to make her look as repulsive as she felt.

Her gaze shifted to the window reflected in the mirror. She could just leave, she could escape, it would be easy. But even if she physically could get away she wouldn't, if she did, what would happen to her little sister Mei?
Being the big sister she HAD to look after her younger sibling. Poor Mei, was she safe? She was probably some where cold and dark. Mei had always been scared of the dark, always sneaking into Saki's bed whenever she could get away with it.

If only she was stronger.

If only she had more courage.

If only she had seen it coming.

If only she could have stopped that man...

With a sigh Saki let her head hang and sat down on the bed. There was no point on reflecting on what had happened, she had to figure out what to do next.

Just as her behind hit the bed, the door burst open making the girl jump back to her feet.

"Come on dear, let me have a look at you," a boisterous woman ordered as she waddled in. When the woman got no response from the girl she put her hands on her hips and spoke again. "Come on, don't just stand there."

Soon Saki found herself being ushered into a nearby bathroom. Just before the door closed behind her she glanced back only to see the Silver haired man offering a soft smile.
She caught herself thinking he looked better that way; with a smile on his face.

There you go :D hope you enjoyed

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