Hello! This is KingKagura! This is my Gintama story about 7 Housemates!

YES, this story is HijiGin.

Yes, this story is Takazura.

YES, I love OkiKagu! OkiKagu for life 3

Anyways, please enjoy!~

Spring is said to be the season of new beginnings.

The blossoming sakura which fall gracefully, after blooming beautifully, signals the change.

Which brings me here—standing in front of Kondo-san's home. No. More accurately, his home he is sharing.

Let's rewind a bit.

"Hijikata-san—"called my ex-roommate, Okita Sougo, with his usual flat tone.

I have been living with Sougo since he was in his last year of junior high, when he moved here, to the city. But, let's not go into further detail about that. Anyways, I respond after taking a drag from the cigarette resting in my mouth, "What?"

"I'm moving out."

I drop the cigarette in my mouth and blink at the brunette. Huh? Huh? What? What is this situation? Moving out? How does this child even plan to sustain himself?

"Your thoughts are really clear, Hijikata-san~" Sougo stated, "Plus I don't think I count as a child anymore! After all, I'm already in college and am an intern cop."

"So what? You are still a kid to me." I waved off his statement.

Sougo's red eyes shine as he glares daggers at me. " Hijikata go die you bastard." He walked over to where I sat on the couch and sat next to me. "I'll be living in the college dorms from now on." He points to his duffel bag of stuff. "I've already moved all my other stuff over there."

"Good. Hurry up and leave"

The teen next to me rose from the couch and makes his way to his suitcase. Only to stop abruptly. "Oh! I forgot that I needed to give you something." He dug through his pockets, "I talked to the apartment owner the other day… Ah, found it!" He takes out a crumpled ball of paper and chucks it at me.

"Hey!" I glared at him, then shifted my eyes to the ball of paper. I sighed as I unraveled the damn thing.

Meanwhile. Sougo had traveled to the door, his duffel bag on his shoulders. He unlocks the door and swings the opposing metal open. Then, he turns around to face me and enjoy my irritation. His face distorts into a sadistic smirk. "Have fun finding a new home in three days, Hijikata-san~" He slams the door behind him, leaving me to the notice in my hands.

My shoulders tremble. H-how-How could he do this— The paper I just unraveled is once again crumpled, but this time by my own hand, as I ball my fist tightly in frustration. THAT BASTARD SADIST PRINCE!—

"And that's what happened, Kondo-san." I sigh, blowing out the smoke from my cigarette, as I take that very cigarette and putting it out in the ashtray. "I swear next time I see that brat, I will kill him."

"Now, now Toshi!" My commander and best friend, Kondo Isao, tries to pacify my anger. "I'm sure Sougo did this for your sake!"

Taking out another cigarette and sticking it between my lips, I raise an eyebrow at the suggestion. "And how so?" I ask before lighting the cancer stick.

"He must have wanted you to move on!" the gorilla-like man beams with optimism. Yeah right. As if that sadist brat would do something for my benefit! Kondo-san continues, "After all, it has been four years since Mitsuba-done has passed on! You need to move on too, Toshi—!"

I smash my freshly lit cigarette into the ashtray, rubbing out the rest of the flame and ash into the metal. Kondo-san jumps at my abrupt action, sweating slightly. I sigh as I pull out another cigarette and light it, taking a drag, and exhaling the smoke. "Anyways, Kondo-san do you know any place I can move into right away? I need to move out in two days."

"Hmmm…" the gorilla thinks out loud. "A place you can move into right away, huh…" He scratches his beard in thought. Suddenly, a light bulb seems to have gone off in his mind. Excitedly, Kondo suggests, "Why don't you come live at my place!"

I blink at Kondo-san. "Your place?"

"Yeah!" Kondo-san exclaims. "Well it is officially my place, but I live with five other guys who help split the cost! They are a weird bunch, but I'm sure you will get along with them Toshi! How about it, Toshi!"

"Uhh…" Living with Kondo-san is fine, but with five others? I don't think I could do that… But, I don't have many options, plus I don't want to waste Kondo-san's good will… "Thanks, Kondo-san."

Kondo grins, "No need to thank me! I will help you move your stuff tomorrow!"

At least, now I have a roof over my head…

"And that's the last of it." I sigh, exhausted from not only a long day of work but also from the strenuous packing I had done. I had just finished packing the last of all my stuff. The furniture that I have been using belonged to the apartment anyways, so there was no need to pack that. But my futon and personal belongings needed to be. I stretch my arms above my head before looking at the time.

9:37 huh… I haven't eaten dinner yet, but there aren't many places open at this time… Wait, that place should be open still! I haven't been there for a while too... might as well. I grab my keys, wallet, and jacket before I left the apartment.

The streets are dark, with only the dim light from the blinking street lamps and the moon brightening the cold spring night. I soon stop in front of a diner and slide the door open like I usually do before walking into the place. The owner was at the counter talking to another man. Huh? Silver hair?

The man sitting at the counter has this peculiar silver perm on his head—no he wasn't old at all either—he was actually a rather young man, probably my age. Did he dye it? Well—who really cares? I take a seat at the counter too, catching the attention of the owner.

"Oh, well if it isn't Hijikata-san!" the old man owner greets me. "It's been a while since you've been here! What would you like? The usual?"

"Ahh, yeah. I'll take the usual." I smile at him, before reaching into my pocket for a cigarette. However, all I felt was the cloth of my jacket. I must have left them back home. I sigh.

The owner then puts out a bowl in front of the man next to me, and I glance over following his movements. Wait—is that a bowl of…. Sweat beans…? My eye twitches at the horrid display of food, before moving to catch the man's face.

Red. His eyes were a brilliant red.

Though, that didn't change the fact that they looked like the eyes of a dead fish. I watch as he begins to dig into his bowl. How can he even eat something so gross?! He then puts down his chopsticks and turns to look at me. Damn it, he caught me staring. I was about to turn away when I heard his voice. "Hey you."I stop turning away and instead turn towards him again. I was about to respond when he continues, "What are you staring at?" Then, he begins to ramble. "Just because you may not like something doesn't mean you can look at people like that. You know? Hasn't your mother taught you that staring is rude?"

Ahh—this guy is getting on my nerves! Suddenly, a bowl of mayonnaise is placed in front of me, and I smile. I look up at the owner and thank him for the food.

"Oi! And you thought you could judge me! What is that?! Dog food? That's dog food isn't it?!" The silver-perm guy sneers at me.

I can feel a vein pop from my head. "What are you calling 'dog food', you bastard?! You're the one eating dog food! I'll have you know, mayonnaise is one of the world's delicacies!"

"'delicacy'?! In what world? I'll have you know, sweets are universal! Universal!" that perm-head argues.

"Oh! Is that so? Well, mayonnaise is used worldwide! Not that a perm-head like you could comprehend its amazingness!" I counter.

"Huh?! Did you just make fun of my natural perm? You did, didn't you! It's not like I wanted this perm you straight-haired bastard!"

"Oi! Oi! Is that why you bleached it? So that the curls would fall out?"

The perm head seemed to have taken great offense to the statement. "It may be incomprehensible for you mayora, but believe it or not, this is my natural hair color!" He stuffs his face and finishes his food. Then gets up, hands the money to the owner, and mutters. "Tch. What a drag." Before heading out the door, he waves to the owner as a goodbye.

I huff, still irritated, before finishing my own meal. I couldn't even enjoy it like usual because of that guy. I pay the owner before leaving myself.

All of that happened yesterday, which brings me back here—in front of Kondo-san's house.

"Come on in, Toshi!" Kondo-san welcomes me as he opens the door and carries in two boxes of my stuff. In hand, I have a box and a duffel bag, as I follow the gorilla into his house.

The place was quite nice. From the outside, it is a 2-story tan house with a black roof and a brown door. The lawn was well maintained for a house of all men, and even had a little garden of flowers. Not only did the outside look beautiful, but once walking into the house itself, I observe how neat it is. The front door leads to the living room, where there sits a nice black couch and across from it is a large television which stands against the staircase on a table. Kondo-san points to the hallway below the staircase and next to the tv. "That hallway leads to the bathroom, laundry room, and Zenzou's room. That bathroom is usually taken by Zenzou, but when he isn't using it, you can use it. Oh! Zenzou is one of my housemates, he is a teacher at Gintama High School—you know the one Sougo went to!"

"I see…" Wait. What does he mean that Zenzou always uses the toilet? What does this Zenzou guy do? Sit on the toilet all day? I shake the questions away, not wanting to even know the answers to them.

We continue on the tour and reach our next destination—the kitchen. It was a decent sized kitchen, with the dining room attached to it. Everything was rather clean, and there was even a pot of flowers on the windowsill. Kondo-san also explains, "We all take turns in terms of cooking and cleaning! Today is Takasugi's turn so you don't have to worry about it right now!" I nod in acknowledgment.

Then, we finally move on to climbing the stairs. "Because of many complaints about Zenzou taking up the bathroom, everyone else besides Zenzou lives on the second floor!" Kondo-san laughs. When we reached the top, I notice the design. In front of me is another living room sort of room. There are a couch, a bookshelf and a coffee table that decorate the room. Kondo-san points to the right, where there is another hallway. "In that hallway is my room, Sakamoto's room, and Katsura's room. There is also a bathroom in this hall and the other one to the left." The gorilla man leads me to the hall on the left and put his hand on the knob of the first door to the right. "This is your room, Toshi!" he opens the door to reveal a plain blue room with wooden flooring. There was a desk next to the sole window of the room, positioned so I could look out of it as I sat there. On the left, there was a closet. Kondo-san and I load my stuff into my room before we continued on the tour.

Back outside, in the hallway, Kondo-san points to the door across from my room, "This is the bathroom. There is a shower and a toilet inside. You will be sharing it with the other two occupants of the hall: Takasugi and Gintoki! Gintoki is a teacher at Gintama High too, and Takasugi is a college professor at G University."

"G University? That's the school Sougo goes to." I inform the taller man.

He seems to get excited from that, "Really! Then, I'll ask him to look out for Sougo!"

I shrug, "Kondo-san, that isn't necessary, after all, Sougo was the one who said he was an adult now. Just leave him be."

Kondo gave me a smile and begins to open his mouth when we hear a voice announce. "We're home!"

"Ah, that voice is Katsura's!" Kondo begins to walk towards the stairs, "Come on, Toshi!"

When we make it down the stairs, I notice two other men in the house. One with short, dark purple hair that covered his left eye was sitting on the couch smoking, and the other was a man with long, silky black hair who was hanging his coat on the coat rack. Once I got close enough to them, I noticed the man with dark purple hair wore a white eyepatch on his left eye.

Kondo-san is the first to talk. "Welcome back you two!" He pushes me forward, "This is Toshi—remember when I told you yesterday that my subordinate would be moving in!"

"Oh!" The man with long hair gets closer to me and holds out his hand. "Hello, Toshi! I'm Katsura Kotaro, please call me—"

"Just call him 'Zura'!" a voice from behind Katsura calls out. The eyepatch man is now next to Katsura.

"It's not Zura! It's Katsura!" Katsura corrects the other man.

The eyepatch man ignores him and instead focuses on me, "I'm Takasugi Shinsuke, Nice to meet you, hall mate."

"I'm Hijikata Toshirou. Nice to meet you too."

"Oh?" Kondo questions, "Wasn't Sakamoto with you guys?"

Takasugi laughs, "That annoying guy? We ditched him at some cabaret club."

"Takasugi! Don't lie!" Katsura smacks the shorter man's head. "No, Kondo, Sakamoto actually left on another business trip this morning. He said he won't be back for another four days."

"Oh, is that so. Too bad, I wanted to introduce him to Toshi before he left." Kondo explains dejected. But, then he springs back up to ask, "Then, how about Gintoki? And Zenzou?"

"Gintoki is probably out with Shinpachi-kun and Leader." Katsura nods in acknowledgment. "As for Zenzou…"

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom opens. "I-I'm here…" gasps out a rather lifeless looking man, his light brown hair covers his eyes.

"Hahaha! Are your hemorrhoids still giving you trouble, my friend!" Katsura laughs.

Hemorrhoids?! As if reading my expression, Takasugi puts out his cigarette and questions me, "So, what do you want for dinner?"

I blink at his sudden question. Dinner, huh… Silver strands, those bored deep red orbs… That annoying expression. WAIT! Wait a minute! What am I thinking?! HUH!? Y-Yeah! I just need to think about what I want for dinner! Yeah, that's righ—

"Fried rice!" the abrupt voice of Katsura snaps me out of my thoughts.

Takasugi gets irritated with the long haired man, "Shut up! I wasn't asking you, Zura!" He turns back to me with a look that questioned me again.

Maybe I can get along with these guys.

"Fried rice, is good."

I flop onto my futon, exhausted. As it turns out, Takasugi, though he does not look like it, he can make a great fried rice. It tasted like heaven, especially with mayonnaise on top. Kondo-san was right. I could probably get along with everyone just fine. Well, I still need to meet those Sakamoto and Gintoki guys… But from what I heard from everyone else, Gintoki was just like Takasugi which causes them to fight a lot, and Sakamoto is just a really loud guy.

Ahh, man. I'm so tired. My eyes grow hazy as the sleep train was right around the corner.

CCcrreeeeaaakkk… Suddenly, my door opens. I jump up from my bed, at the sound. What was that!?

"Takasugi?" I call out to check if it was my hall mate. However, the lack of response told me otherwise.

I gulp as the footsteps get closer and closer. Then it came into view.

Curly silver locks, bright red eyes which seemed to gleam under the moonlight, and that same very bored look.

No way. No—No—No—god please no! I jump up from my futon to meet the eyes of the trespasser. Both him and I stare at each other with gradual widening eyes. His lips part and slowly become agape. He is as shocked as I am. After all, both of us didn't expect to meet each other like this.

Why does it have to be him—?!