Summary: Working at an intergalactic security company was the job of your dreams, even if sometimes you had to make under the table dealings selling weapons to the Harusame. After all, you had the opportunity to experience the lastest Amanto technologies and applying them to your own creations. Everything was going pretty well until an incident prompted you to meet the Harusame's 7th squad Captain with whom you developed a strange kind of friendship. Multiple POVs. Graphic depiction of violence warning because it's Kamui we're talking about.
Author's Notes: English is not my native language, so you're more than welcome to point out my mistakes in the comments section. I'd love to improve my writing, since I have the feeling that I'm not able to deliver every detail of the scenes in the most efficient way.
Let me tell you about this story of mine. The reader is actually a full-fledged OC in my mind but, from my personal experience, I saw that it's better when the OC is just the reader. I also found it easy to write in 2nd person, it was a blessing for this reader insert fanfiction. In my story I try to avoid putting the [Y/N] part which I personally find kind of annoying, finding different ways to make the characters refer to my reader. I don't provide a physical description of this reader, for the reasons stated above, but I'm providing her with a backstory, or, at least, some inclinations.
The first chapter is a bit slow and there aren't many interactions, but I needed to set up the reader, the context and the situation. The second chapter is already written, by the way, and I will post it on the first days of October, for several reasons (one of them being the celebration of the airing of the Gintama anime!).
Also, I am very thankful to Sorachi for giving Kamui a more solid backstory: this way it's easier for me to see him as a character who can have a healthy romance.
This is the first time I try to write a kind of complex situation in one of my stories, so feel free to ask me questions about the sub-plot and/or let me know if I wasn't clear on some parts of the story!
Thank you and I hope you will like this story, I am putting my whole soul (not my balls, since I am a girl) into it!
"Come again?"
The tall man who was likely in the latest part of his thirties gave his speaker a suspicious look. Even though you weren't personally under his stare, you felt the sudden urge to jump back to your spaceship, run far away from that place and leave the others with the nice and warm company of those space pirates.
To tell the truth, it wasn't even the space pirates part the issue that was bothering you. You had a job in a famous intergalactic security company which provided operative systems – and of course defensive protocols – to the ever growing number of spaceships that travelled across the universe. Being one of the leaders in its sector, the company also had shady business going under the table, providing overpowered weapons in the form of robots to everyone who asked for one. And, of course, the main clients of this kind of business were obviously the Harusame. When you applied for the job you were more than prepared for this kind of dealings, since your obsession with technology and your overwhelming passion for robots and all the likes went beyond the legality and the ultimate end of their usage.
What you weren't prepared for was trying to trick a group of said pirates – which wasn't famous for its kindness or misery especially towards traitors – in order to make some girls escape from its spaceship which was travelling to the infamous Yoshiwara in the glorious city of Edo.
"So? The Elders didn't tell us about this 'security check' that was supposedly scheduled for today." The man with the pale yellowish hair insisted, stressing the words he felt the most suspicious about.
"The other day we noticed a bug in the system and we didn't have the time to go and let the Elders know, so we're just visiting our clients who are using this type of system and fix it ourselves. We're sorry for barging in like this, Abuto-san." Your boss replied back trying to sound as convincing as possible and not at all on the verge of having a panic attack.
The man called Abuto raised an eyebrow and shrugged, seemingly buying the lie.
"Well, it's not that we don't want to let you in here, but today we're making a very important delivery to Earth and we can't have outsiders merge in. If we mess up, Lord Hosen is going to complain and I don't really want to piss him off, I'm sure you can understand."
"If we can just have a word with your Commander—"
"Trust me, you don't want to. I'm nice enough to let you talk, but our Commander is very stupid and he would have already ripped you in half if he was in a bad mood."
At those words the poor man took a step back, clearly scared at the threat threw at him. One could say that he had a strong will though, because he nonetheless kept on trying to persuade that Abuto man to let him and his team in the spaceship.
You had to give him credit for his stubbornness, but maybe what was driving him was something that you just weren't able to grasp because you had never been in that kind of situation. A few days earlier word reached your team that a galactic cruise was attacked by some space thugs and a group of earth girls – and there was your boss' sister among them – disappeared from the ship. The most likely scenario was that they were captured by the thugs who attacked the cruise and then they were sold to the most obvious buyer: the Harusame. After a bit of research those suspicions were confirmed and it became obvious that the end of those girls' trip was obviously going to be in Yoshiwara, the Earth Paradise for men and Hell for women, where they were to be escorted by the Harusame's 7th squad. The plan that followed those revelations was to pretend that your company – namely, your team – had to check the operative system of the 7th squad's spaceship urgently and using this occasion to make the girls slip away from there.
You weren't really knowledgeable about what was going on inside the Harusame's headquarters – the only contact with them had only been when your team had to sell a weapon to the Elders – but you did know something about the 7th squad. Its members were feared by a lot of creatures in the universe, since they belonged to a very violent and powerful alien race, which, in your own language, only meant to stay as far away from them as possible. The other – less obvious – downside to this suicide mission was the fact that you were using your company's position, which was supposed to be as neutral as possible since they provided security systems for both the space travelers and the ones who attacked them, to clearly take sides.
One the other hand, though, you knew that even if you refused to join the plan you wouldn't get away so easily. If your team was captured – more like killed – by the Harusame's 7th squad you – as the sole survivor – would still have to shoulder all the blame and you'd still be executed one way or another.
After a bit of chatting, Abuto and your boss seemed to have reached a conclusion and your team was allowed to 'fix the bug' as long as it didn't take too long and you let go a sigh of relief you didn't know you were holding in when some footsteps from the hallway were heard.
From the tales you heard about the Harusame's 7th squad you really didn't know what to expect from their Commander: their race was told to be the most ferocious bunch in the universe, always thirsty for blood: some of the guys you encountered in that same ship kind of fitted the image you had in mind, with big scars on their faces and intimidating looks. The man named Abuto, who apparently was the Vice Commander, looked like he didn't really like to fight, though, so maybe it was the one who ruled the team who had the most fearsome appearance of them all.
"Ah, you wanted to have a chat with the Commander? Here he comes. Though I suggest you let me do the talk. As I said before, he has a very short tempe—"
Abuto wasn't able to finish his sentence because a table came crashing over him and shut him down.
"Abuto, you know that I don't like when you badmouth me in front of strangers and I'm not there to hear you. By the way, the sooner we make the delivery, the sooner I can eat a lot of earth food at the expenses of that perverted old man, so let's hurry."
With a groan, you saw the Vice Commander stand his ground again after being owned by that table and after that, you weren't able to follow the rest of the conversation because you were a bit shocked. The 'Commander' of that fearsome group of slayers was a guy slightly taller than you, who looked like your age and was admittedly kind of hot, even when throwing a table to one of his comrades. Trying to forget your last thought, you wondered how a guy as young as him was able to lead people who were clearly older than him.
Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder. One of your teammates was urging you to follow them to the control room and you assumed that Abuto was able to convince the Commander to let you do your 'job'.
There was one of the company's ships waiting outside the one you were in – protected by an invisible barrier and undetected by the 7th squad's radars because it was easy to hack your own security system – and it was ready to depart when all the girls to rescue were safely aboard it. Said ship was to go to the intergalactic bus station and have them dispatch into the depths of the universe, never to be found again.
If your team was able to accomplish that, taming the Harusame with a nice discount on your newest weapons was all it would take to sweep the whole incident under the rug. But that was the biggest if, you caught yourself thinking while boarding the ship that would take you to your supposed safety.