I've had these drabbles sitting around for a while. I'm still not fully satisfied with them, lol. I find writing for Gintama a little difficult sometimes? But. Just decided to post them anyway.
"You don't have a name?" The man asked.
They sat out upon the deck of the inn, leisurely nibbling at manju, watching the sky as the sun went down and stars gradually appeared.
The small boy slowly shook his head, a tangle of unusual, silvery-white curls.
"How about… Gin? Ginmaru? Gintarou? Gintoki?" The man went on. "Is that alright?"
"Gintoki." The boy spoke up very quietly with a tiny smile.
It had been a day or two, but it was the first time Shoyou had heard the boy speak. "Gintoki, then." He said firmly.
It was better than being a demon.
