[AN] The first and foremost thing you should know is that this story does not have an outline. I'm basically doing a make things as you go along story. I'm pretty much making this story because I've hit a speed-bump(?) with my other cross-over stories.

Secondly, this chapter was not beta'd, so I'll apologize in advance for some mistakes that might pop up.

Third - They don't mention a city name so I'm calling it Nanashi city (translates to nameless, i think).

Silver Swordsman

Chapter 1: Sakata-sensei

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Loud, muffled screams of terror could be heard out in the hallway that roomed the classroom 1-A. The school bells then chimed with their loud bell, signifying the end of class causing both, the front and the back, doors of classroom 1-A to slam open. Tons and tons of students, boys and girls alike, began rushing out the doors in desperation, as their screams echoed throughout the school.

"Ohmygod-! Ohmygod-! Ohmygod-!"

"It's aliiiive!"

"I can't un-see it! I can't un-see iiiiiit!"

"Absolutely not! That cannot come out of me!"

"I'm never having kids! Never, ever EVER!"

As soon as the mass of first-year students left the door, their teacher stopped underneath the doorway - his right hand holding onto the side of the door's frame, while he put his left cupped hand to the side of his mouth as he called out to his deserting students.

"Oi! Oooiii! C'mon now, is that how good boys and girls are supposed to react to the miracle of life?!" he yelled in a convincing voice of concern, though the wide grin on his face said another thing.

The man looked to be in his mid 20s and he stood at a height of 5 feet and 9 inches. He wore a pink dress shirt with a red tie around his neck, a pair of black slacks, a white lab coat that was kept open thanks to the lack of buttons, and black dress shoes. His silver-blue hair was messy and wavy - making it look like a natural perm - and behind his thin framed glasses laid dead fish eyes that gave him a disinterested facial expression.

"Now that you've seen that, be sure to respect your mothers more! Oh." His grip on the floor tightened as he leaned forward, making sure that his students all heard him. "AND BE SURE TO RUB HER FOOT ONCE IN A WHILE! IT'S THE LEAST YOU BRATS COULD DO FOR HER SINCE SHE HAS TO PUT UP WITH YOUR SORRY ASSES!" Finishing up, he straightened his body and took a few steps forward with both of his hands inside his coat pockets. "Yosh! Have a good day!" And at last, he breathed out once more and his body relaxed. His face resumed into his normal disinterested expression, his eyes now half-lidded. "Man they're lucky it's lunch time."

The teacher pulled out a strawberry-flavored Chupa Chups lollipop, then proceeded to rip the wrapper off, tossing it to the floor, and inserted the candy into his mouth. He took a few licks at it for his tongue's taste before he chose to let it rest on the side of his mouth, with the stick limply hanging out.

A couple of soft tugs on his sleeve caused him to look to his right. His head was slightly tilted down to look at the petite girl to his side.

"Gintoki-sensei," she said in a soft voice while holding up his teacher's planner and journal.

She was a small 15 year old girl with a slim frame that only looked fragile. Her hair was white, her eyes were hazel and she had a cute button nose. A short girl she was, standing at 4 feet and 6 inches and her breasts were small, probably somewhere in the A-cup zone. At the back, her hair was in a bob cut at shoulder length while she had several loose bangs in the front - with two large ones, long enough to pass her shoulders, framed her face.

The girl also had a black cat-shaped hair clips on both sides of her head. She wore the same Kouh uniform that every other female student wore, just without the shoulder pads, and long black socks covered her leg while she wore brown slip-on shoes.

"Oh, almost forgot about that," he muttered. After grabbing the notebook, Gintoki tucked it under his left arm and patted Koneko with his right hand. "Thank you, Koneko-chan."

She nodded her head in appreciation.

"Wanna parfait?" the teacher asked, walking through hall along with other students who planned to eat in the cafeteria or to find a spot to eat their homemade lunch around the school building. The petite girl was already walking by his side and he didn't really need her response since he knew she would say yes.

As they walked through the large pristine hallways of Kuoh Academy, students would occasionally glanced at them; the girls more than the boys and they would whisper to themselves before breaking out in either sequels or perverted giggles.

'Must be those Sweets-Lovers shippers,' he guessed off-handedly, his head still facing straight ahead as him and his student neared the faculty break-room.

Gintoki had found out that pretty much every girl in this school had a single or multiple favorite fantasy couple of certain students, and it was widely noted that the girls that made up the Manga club wrote tons of dōjinshi works based off of those fantasy couples. He knew that Sweets-Lovers was the pairing of [Gintoki x Koneko]. Then there was the Clash of Glasses which was a rather popular one, the threesome pairing of [Gintoki x Sona x Tsubaki].

'So many perverts. Hentai-Megane here, Hentai-Megane there, this school is full with Sa-chan clones.' Finally reaching their destination, he opened the door wide and stepped to the side to let Koneko through first. She thanked him quietly before walking in, followed by Gintoki. 'I swear to god- OUCH!- …if any of them are ninjas…' He left that though hanging as he rubbed his head thanks to the pain that was provided by Heaven.

He quickly grabbed his cooler and lazily hanged it off his shoulder with his right arm - seeing how his planner and journal were still tucked into his left arm. He would have left it in the faculty room but that would cut into his sweets-time. He couldn't have that, now could he?

As Gintoki and Koneko neared the large entrance of Kouh Academy, they were stopped by the President and Vice President of the Student Council. They stood about a meter away from each other.

The President was a serious bespectacled woman in her late teens - presumably 18 since she was in her third year of high school. She was short, her height being at 5 feet and 5 inches. Her black hair was in a short bob cut style and she wore oval-lensed glasses in front of her violet eyes. Although she lacked giant breasts and a curvy frame, her lithe figure was just as enchanting as a fairy. Of course she wore the Kouh Academy uniform, as the school's President she was a model student and therefore never added accessories.

On the President's left side was the Vice President. Although to a lesser extent to the President, she was also a serious woman who appeared to be at the ripe age of 18. She was slightly taller standing straight at 5 feet and 7 inches. Her knee-length hair was black and straight, her bangs were split, and she had heterochronic eyes - a violet left eye and a light-brown right eye. She wore glasses, her lens were squared and semi-rimmed. Although her figure was also lithe, her breast were larger and more well-endowed than her President's, and she wore the female uniform of Kuoh Academy.

"Hm? Sona-chan? Tsubaki-chan? Somethin' wrong?" Gintoki asked as he sucked his Chupa.

Sona seemed undeterred by the affectionate suffix, but Tsubaki blushed and closed her eyes to take a moment to recompose herself. The President knew about it, her right-hand girl had gained a crush on the lazy teacher since their first meeting. Honestly, that was something very unexpected that happened.

As Tsubaki banished the red from her face, Sona proceeded to go about their business.

"Sakata-sensei, how many times must I tell you to refrain from littering within school grounds?" She held up a small square wrapper between her index and middle finger as she stared at him, not expecting an honest answer. It's not like he could lose his job over it.

"Eh? That's not my wrapper," he stated as if were the truth.

Ignoring Gintoki's statement, she took a few step forward and dropped the wrapper into one of his coat's larger pocket. A brief "oi!" from him, she stepped back a few and eyed the teacher once more. "Please remember your position, Sakata-sensei. You are not only here to teach students about the human anatomy, but to act as a role model."

"Of course I know that." With a smile on his face a nodded his head. "That's why I always bring my A-game whenever I teach health." He puffed out his chest, showing he did pride himself on being a teacher.

Shocking information that the Student Council duo quickly noted.

"First, your class is human anatomy, not health." Tsubaki informed, glad to have finally said a word. "Second, I hardly think that traumatizing your students by showing videos of childbirth counts as A-game effort. Besides, I am sure that their middle school teachers have already shown them this."

"Human anatomy, health, aren't they the same thing? In the end, all of them are only curious about penises and vaginas. Breasts in Hyōdō-san's case." He chuckled loudly at the end. He was certainly amused with perverts, since he would always torture them by showing genital diseases - vaginal infections among others. "And for your second point, I, for one, think it's important to remind high schoolers of all ages the dangers of sex! Also, if videos aren't good enough, I could always take them on a field trip to the hospital." Gintoki then put his right hand under his chin - the cooler just hanging from his hand - and nodded. "Yes, that's exactly what I'll do. Childbirth in real life would be an all new experience."

Neither of the Student Council duo answered for a while until Sona spake. "Your request for a field trip to the hospital is declined."

"Man, I could really use a straight-man right about now," he mumbled softly to himself, swinging his cooler back over his shoulder.

Unfortunately, Sona heard. "Yes. And this school could live without a MADAO."

"Oi! Did you just call me a MADAO?! MADAO exists in this world too?! Is it my fault?! Did it dimension hop into this world because of me?! Am I really a MADAO?! Answer me Sorachi-senseeeei?!"

Sona's head faced down as she softly sighed, feeling that their conversation was getting farther from the point. "Back to the point." She pushed on her glasses and picked her head back up. "Please make sure that your lessons do not get out of hand. If by chance you cause disruption within the school…" Her violet eyes sharpened ever-so-slightly. "Onee-sama has been teaching me quite a bit in ice magic. I may not be anywhere near her level of ability… but my skills are sufficient enough to… freeze certain areas of the body."

Gintoki paled quit a bit and shivered. 'S-Shit! She's aiming for my balls! My balls are in danger!" He then shook his head, gaining whatever composure he had. Something clicked within his mind. A sly grin crept onto his lips while his eyes stayed dead as a fish. "You know it would be very problematic if you did that?"

"How so?" Sona asked in actual curiosity. Tsubaki also seemed to focus intently as she wondered what he was going to say. Koneko also looked up at him, her body still facing the front while her head turned to the left, though she wasn't really curious; she was getting tired of all this useless talking and wanted to eat that damn parfait Gintoki-sensei promised!

"Isn't obvious?" The teacher shrugged. And his grin turned into a full-blown innocent smile. "Well, in health terms, seeing as I am a health teacher, if you freeze my sexual organs, me and Tsubaki-chan won't be able to copul-"

A feminine hand had slapped itself onto his mouth and it firmly stayed there. Gintoki looked from the hand and down it's slender arm and he found the face of Sona Sitri, who glared sharply at him with heavily red cheeks. Whether it was anger or embarrassment, he didn't know. He looked towards Tsubaki and noticed that she was looking- scratch that- she was desperately forcing her head down, her stare burning holes into the floor as she grabbed her bicep with her other hand and rubbed it up and down in an attempt to soothe herself.

His eyes the drifted down to his petite first-year. He gulped. Koneko's head faced away from him but he was able to see her healthy skin turn ruby on her neck. Her hand opening and closing into a fist did not go unnoticed. She was obviously trying her hardest to restrain herself from punching him into a wall.

"Please mind your language in front of the students, Sakata-san," hissed the President, her cheeks now only dusted in light-red coloration. Noticing that she dropped the professional suffix, Gintoki knew he was starting get to her. He couldn't help but grin beneath Sona's hand. She then retrieved her arm, but kept her sharp gaze on him. "If you have not noticed yet, we have attracted quite a crowd."

A crowd?

He looked around and saw that a decent amount of people - about 30 students on each side, in a crescent formation. There reaction seemed lacking, so that meant that they didn't hear his what-would-be last sentence.

The few boys who were in the crowd were muttering angrily with each other, all the while they glared at him. 'Stereotypical jealous males as background characters. Check. Gintoki also noticed that a few of the girls had the same reaction as the males. Something about getting to close to Sona-oneesama or Tsubaki-oneesama and how he would defile them. 'Typical reaction from fangirls who are obsessed with their beloved senpai. Check.' The rest of the girl were giggling to each other with sick perverted grins, some of them even drooling. 'Uhh… creepy… girls? …Check. And let's not forget the high number of girls here thanks to this school being a former all-girls school just a few years ago. Check.' He nodded affirmatively. 'Yup. Definitely a harem setting.' He looked back down at Sona and chuckled sheepishly. "Ah-haaaa~. Sorry about that."

"Sure you are," she muttered. Her blush was now gone, once again she became cool and collective. Tsubaki, not so much. Her cheeks were still red and her eyes refused to meet Gintoki's.

Was it wrong for him to use the crush she had on him as a teasing weapon? -Maybe.

Would he accept her if she confessed to him? -Maybe.

Was he attracted to her? -Like a moth to a flame. Who wouldn't?

Would he ever admit it? -Hell no!

"Thank you for you time, Sakata-sensei," the President suddenly said. She bowed her head with Tsubaki doing the same. "I must now attend my duties."

"Got sick of me already, eh?"

Sona's eyebrow twitched ever-so-slightly when she saw the amused troll face on Gintoki's face. She refused to acknowledge him with an answer and walked passed him with the Vice President following - though she made sure to avoid meeting the teacher's gaze.

He looked over his shoulders, staring at their retreating forms - briefly glancing at their lovely backsides - before looking back ahead. That crowd dispersed quickly as Gintoki and Koneko made their way out the entrance. He took a short glance at Koneko as he noticed that she was glaring at him without paying attention to where they were going. Her eyes were sharp and she wore a deep frown.

"Uhhhm, Koneko-chan, you'll crash into someone if you don't look where you're going." His voice was light, treading carefully over the girl's anger. The only thing saving him from her fury was his position as teacher and their public surrounding.

The petite first-year said nothing. Her face facing him the same expression as they walked on a dirt trail that lead towards the back.

"Uhhhm, Koneko-chan, your head will get stuck like that if you keep your head turned that way."

No response.

"Uhhhm, Koneko-chan, if you keep looking at me…" Gintoki saw a baseball flying down at them; more specifically, Koneko's head. "That baseball's going to break you head open and spill your brains out!"

Without even turning around, she caught the baseball that was about a few inches from hitting her and she crushed it in her hands. Now, he was alarmed. If she could easily crush balls that hard, what would she do if she held his balls?

With a quivering voice, he spoke. "Uhhhm… K-Koneko-chan… if you keep looking at me, your head will fall off and you'll become a dullahan. Do you want to be a dullahan?"

Yet again, she didn't answer as they neared the tree that was in front of the old school building.

"Ah! Koneko-chan! Keep looking at me and you'll get a disease! You'll get the I'm-gonna-get-slapped-silly-if-I-don't-stop-staring disease, ya'know?!" The lollipop-less stick fell from his mouth as he spoke in a panicked tone.

He was met with no response…

"OOOOIII! STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT KONEKO-CHAN! STOP STARING AT ME WITH THOSE EYES A MOTHER WOULD HAVE WHEN THE POLICE TELL HER, HER SON WAS ARRESTED FOR BEATING UP SEVERAL PEOPLE, ONLY TO FIND OUT LATER THAT HE WAS JUST PART OF SOME BDSM ORGY THAT GOT OUTTA HAND! DON'T BE ASHAMED OF ME, MOTHER!"

Her face never faltered. Her frown never twitched. Her eyes never strayed. "…never," Koneko proclaimed softly.

"Gahhh!" They were finally under the tree, Gintoki let his journals fall to the grass while he sat with his back against the tree while Koneko took to sitting on his left side.. He slung off the cooler from his shoulders and placed it between them. He scratched the back of his head as he looked from his cooler to the glaring first-year. "You're not going to forgive me so easily are you, Koneko-chan?"

"…not likely."

He sighed and wiped his hand over his face. "This is going to cost me parfaits, isn't it?" She nodded. Oh, the sacrifices made to make her happy. "You do know that if you keep eating an unhealthy diet, your breast will never-" He stopped when he heard the sound of knuckles being popped. "Heh heh heh, never mind." He had already experienced the threat of her fists. She was like a goddamn Yato!

He opened the top and inside was six cups of varied-flavored parfait placed on ice-cubes. Two brownie-batter parfait, two chocolate-raspberry parfait, and two jello-strawberry parfait. Koneko immediately took a brownie-batter parfait while Gintoki took the jello-strawberry parfait.

"Here ya go." He handed a the girl a spoon and she immediately dug into her treat. Taking one out for himself, he scooped up some of his jello-strawberry. He leaned his head against the tree, closing his eyes as he savoured his parfait. They began eating in peace, enjoying the silence that accompanied them…

"Ufufufufu~."

Silence that did not last.

Gintoki felt a sudden weight being added to his lap. From what he could tell it was soft yet firm - definately fleshy, something he welcomed. It squiggled in his lap momentarily before he felt a pair of lissome arms wrap around his neck.

He felt the odor-less hot breathe on his face as she spoke. "Ara ara, if you wanted something sweet for lunch, Sensei…" She stopped for a transient amount of time before he felt her breath had moved to his left ear. "You could always enjoy… eat… -ing… me." Her voice was as sweet as sugar, each syllable was spoken as seductively as the last.

One thing Gintoki knew about this girl was that she was absolutely capable of rousing his hormones.

But, he would not show it outwards.

He opened his eyes into his usual half-lidded stare, his lazy dead fish eyes bore impassively at the violet orbs that were mere inches away from him.

"Himejima-san, I hope you do realize how compromising this position this may seem to the other students?" Although he used words a professional teacher would pick, his drawl voice said he didn't really care.

The beauty that sat on his lap was named Akeno Himejima. She was a young 18 year old woman with a height of 5 feet and 6 inches. Her pitch-black hair was tied into a long ponytail - enough length to reach her ankle - by an orange ribbon and she had two strands sticking out of the top and sloping backwards. Her figure was unnaturally buxom, like a seductress, and that coupled with her flowing black hair and amethyst orbs made her enticing for the eyes. She wore the customary uniform of Kouh Academy, along with black knee-socks

Akeno was currently sitting on Gintoki's lap - the lower half of her body was parallel to his and her upper body was facing him.

"Why of course I do, Sensei." With a guiltless smile Akeno inched closer to his face. "They would think the teacher was seeing the student." She inched closer, the corner of her lips slowly curved up into a sadistic, yet gentle, small smile. How weird. "Illicit relationships with a teacher is frowned upon in society, Sensei." She pouted briefly before she resumed her former smile. She inched closer. "But then again, forbidden relationships do make me hot and bothered."

Their noses were about a hair strand away and their lips were only an inch away from a kiss. She close…

Too close.

"…oi." he finally spoke. His right hand was gripped around a spoon, so he used the back of his hand to push her arms-length away. Akeno's hands were now on his shoulders. The bespectacled male tipped his head down and eyed his student's breasts.

"Hai~?" Akeno pushed her chest out, enjoying the attention that Gintoki seemed to be giving her bosom.

"… sweet…" he mumbled in a low voice. His left eyebrow twitched as he kept a firm gaze to her chest.

"Ara~? My breasts are sweet?" While the ravenette stared at her Sensei, she jerked her body, purposely jiggling her breasts. "Why it appears so, Sensei. Sweet as jello, if I do say so myself." She chuckled, unaware of the third meaning her that was laced with her double entendre.

Akeno closed her eye and puckered her lips. She drew herself closer to Gintoki's lips; seeing how his attention was still on her bountiful assets, she hoped to catch him off-guard with a kiss. Her lips finally touched down on something. His lips felt… cold? And why could she smell aluminum?

Her purple eyes opened to see the back of Gintoki's spoon pressed firmly against her mouth. She blinked once… and tilted her head sideways in a cutesy manner. She felt the spoon ease her body away from her teacher, at the same time, the teacher's shaggy head lifted straight up. His dead fish eyes peered into Akeno's violet eyes.

Gintoki removed the spoon from her face and placed it in his mouth, causing both Akeno and Koneko - who was now on her fifth parfait as of now - to blush at the seemingly indirect kiss. With his implement's handle dangling freely from his mouth, he moved his parfait from his left hand and to the right.

With that free hand, he clenched, unclenched, then clenched again. He wiggled his hand to loosen up his wrist and he opened up his fist.

Something worthy to note was that his palm was facing Akeno's right breast.

A breast that, for some reason, was covered in whip cream, strawberry jello, and nuts.

UNYUU~!

"Aa~n. Oh Sensei, taking my innocence out in public? How romantic~?"

"SHATAAAAP! YOUR BREASTS RUINED MY PARFAIT! DAMN USELESS MEAT! UNLESS YOU GOT ANOTHER ONE ON YA, IMMA SQUEEZE YOU UNTIL STRAWBERRY MILK MAGICALLY COMES OUT! ORA ORA ORA ORA ORAAAA!"

UNYUU UNYUU UNYUUUUU~!

"O~hh, Sensei~! Aa~a! Please keep disciplining this bad girl~!"

Unbeknownst to the group under the tree, a huge crowd of students had gathered meters from them. All of them had gathered outside to only be greeted by the scene of a teacher groping a student's breast - being pulled up, down, left, right, and so on - with a petite girl next to them, curled up in her sleep with 5 empty cups at her side.

None of the girls shrieked in fear or disgust.

None of the men glared and shouted spiteful words.

They just stared…

…mind broken.

x

"Sakata-sensei."

"Yes, Sona-chan~?"

Sakata Gintoki was now inside of the Student Council room. It was an old english styled room, the wood and furniture gave the room a regal feeling, It was much better that that creepy feeling from the Occult Research club room.

On a couch, Sona was sitting with a straightened back, her hands on her lap as one topped the other with her sharp eyes locked onto the lazy teacher who sat across from her. Sitting behind her, the girls and the new male member all glared heatedly at Gintoki. Though their expressions all lacked in comparison to Tsubaki. The Vice President gave off a sickly aura that etched itself around her into a vague black cloak. She was fueled by both jealousy for not being the girl that got intimate with her crush and rage for her crush's stupidity and vulgar attitude.

As for Gintoki, despite the killing intent that tried to weigh down on him, it was easy enough to wave it off and get comfortable. He was slouch, with one leg crossed over the other, his left arm laid on the couch's frame while he used his right pinke to dig into his nose. He pulled out and found a booger which he soon casually flicked into the tea that was set in front of Sona.

The President's eye twitched.

"You do realize that you will be punished for your actions against a student." She stated it in a way that said there was no use arguing with her. Too bad this guy didn't care.

"Eh? Did I really do anything wrong?" Gintoki asked in a careless tone.

"You physically harassed a student."

Gintoki's body finally snapped into action. He leaned forward and slammed both of his hands on the coffee table. With a serious face, he stated, "I was enacting justice! If anyone should be punished, it should be her! She desecrated my parfait!" For Demon's sake, Sona felt like she was talking to a child. "And besides, it's Akeno we're talking about."

True. Sona and Akeno were close friends so she knew how mischief the pony-tailed girl could be sometimes, but still… "That does not change the fact that you groped her in front of the students."

"The age of consent is 13, isn't it?" The teacher leaned back, with his hands resting behind his head.

Was it now? The President whispered a sigh. If it was, damn Japan and their early sex age. "But relationships between a teacher and a student is still forbidden."

"What's the big deal? You erased all of the student's memories didn't ya? No harm, no foul." Gintoki followed up by shrugging his shoulders. It was as if he forgot the talk they had at the beginning of lunch.

"Still, your behaviour has been unruly this past month. Since the beginning of this trimester, as a matter of fact"

"So whatcha gonna do? Huh? It's not like you have the authority to fire me," he stated with a smug, but lazy grin.

"No, I do not." Just when things looked to be in the health teacher's favor, Sona smirked. "But I have been notifying Sirzechs-sama of your behavior and he, too, has agreed that your actions as a teacher have grown quite out of hand."

The silver-blue haired man audibly gulped and his body tensed. This did not sound good. "Oh?" He breathed with a shaky voice. "And what did he say?"

Sona's smirk grew an inch. "I have contacted Rias and informed her of what I and Sirzechs have spoken of. You shall know your punishment once you meet with her." She then stood up and gave a cautious bow to Gintoki. "Thank you for your time. You may leave to attend your duties as a teacher." Her lips were grinning smugly as ever as she watched the MADAO trudge out of the room.

x

Gintoki sat at the back of the classroom as he absentmindedly pressed a button that would move on to the next slide that appeared on the screen. Ignoring the screams and cries of disgust that the students made due to the graphic, but informative pictures, he thought back to how he got into this mess.

It started out as a normal day for Yorozuya as they helped Hiraga Gengai, Edo's greatest mechanic and inventor, with some inventions of his. Basically, he needed lab rats to test some old gadgets he had found and a few new ones that he built. Kagura tested an old backpack that could simultaneously brush her teeth, clean her ears and pick her nose, Shinpachi had a trial run with a pair of x-ray glasses, and Gintoki tried out a robot sex-doll.

Things went to hell rather quick.

The old backpack tried to take over Kagura's mind. It had grown awareness rather fast, and cried out that it was tired of serving lazy human scum, so with it's cleaning instruments, the invention tried to swap minds with the girl, but unfortunately, it was for not. In Gintoki's words That scrap of metal doesn't know a thing about shunshin. Kagura easily ripped it off her back and pummeled it out of existence.

Shinpachi had accidentally activated the x-ray glasses while looking at Gengai, so he had witnessed the nude form of the greasy, chubby old man. After a series of vomits, hopelessly tried to tear the glasses off, only for the glasses to shock him. The inventor admitted that it was a tool used for torture. Gintoki wondered how something that could see through clothes could have been used as torture - he, of course, dreamed of using it to see through women's clothing.

At that moment, Shinpachi's sister, Shimura Tae, walked into the workshop. When Shinpachi turned to see his sister, he instantly threw up. After a Shinpachi was severely beaten, Gengai explained that it would replace a woman's body with an oiled muscle-builder's body. The glasses finally came off via voice password.

As for Gintoki, he wanted a little deep-throat action. The robot-sex doll was voice command only, so imagine his surprise when steel jaws tries to tear off his male organ. When he tried to run away, the robot gave chase, so he ran all over Edo with his thing swinging about. Good thing he was not a shy man, not that he had anything to be embarrassed about. Gengai said that it was a combat robot that was made specifically to kill perverts. After an hour of running, it was stopped by a barrage of bullets, courtesy of Kagura.

The last thing that was tested was supposed to be an instant traveling device. Gengai didn't actually know what it was, he just guessed because of the glowing, circular platform that resembled other teleporting machines that he saw in movies. Gintoki was picked to test it after losing to Kagura and Shinpachi in Rock-Paper-Scissors, so begrudgingly stepping onto the device, he saw a flash of blinding light and for and for a short while he felt as if his skin was grated off before blacking out.

When he woke up he found himself heavily bandaged inside of a room he would soon learn belonged to the Occult Research enough, six figures walked in whom he would know as Rias, Akeno, Sona, Tsubaki, Sirzechs, and Grayfia. After exchanging names, they told him that they found him deep into a crater with smoke fuming off his body. Rias said that he was close to death, so she used a something called an Evil Piece to revive him. After he was given an explanation, he questioned why she would waste something like that on someone she had never met before.

She replied bluntly, "Simple." A red small red circle activated and faced him. "I used this to measure you worth and it seemed that you had high potential as a Devil. It also stated that your body was trained as a swordsman, so I used my knight piece to reincarnate you."

For a while, he wondered what would've happened if he should no potential. Most likely, a research subject. After all, it was obvious that he had caused the crater one-way or another.

He was then interrogated further and it took about an hour before it was over. Sirzechs said he would try to see what he could do with a friend of his before he and Grayfia left. The following day he was introduced to the rest of Rias' peerage and soon after, he was asked for a duel by Kiba, who was eager to size-up her fellow Knight. He ended up winning with half-effort; although he was not as fast as her, his reaction time far surpassed her's and he was able to find many holes in her stance that he took advantage of. Gintoki was also challenged by Sona's Queen and and Knight, Tsubaki and Tomoe. He managed to beat them both, making Tomoe give up with ease while he struggled much more with Tsubaki, but he was still able to knock her out.

Like every new Devil, he passed out leaflets by himself and when he was summoned, he would go out and perform a task for the greedy little human that summoned him. When a chance appeared, he would spar and train with Kiba or Koneko, but other than that, he pretty much laid around eating sweets while her read Jump. That was his basic routine that he had gone by for a good two months.

But enough of that.

"This," The picture changed. "-is chlamydia!"

"EWWW!"

He had a class to torture.

x

It was nearing night as the sun set beyond the hill-filled horizon of Nanashi City. A soft blanket of orange covered the city as people went about their business.

Hyoudou Issei was an average male with thick brown hair on his head. He was walking through a park far from the city, hand in hand with a cute girl who asked him out just days ago. She had short black hair and blue eyes that gave her such an alluring appearance with her tanned skin.

"Uwaaa!' he shouted inside his head as he noticed that they were nearing a water fountain. 'This is it! Just like in the movies, we're going to have a passionate kiss! My first kiss! Thank you Otousan, Okaasan, for giving birth to me!'

They finally stopped a few feet away from the fountain and she dropped his hand from hers. A stood right in front of Issei, their bodies just inches apart as the black haired girl stared into the brunette's eyes.

"Issei," she breathed. With her right hand, she slowly unbuttoned her shirt while she clasped Ise's hand with her free one.

'Eh? Ehhh? Ehhhh?! EHHHHHHH?!' He felt blood trickle down his nose while his cheeks burned red. His date finally finished with her shirt and guided his hand towards her tan chest. 'Second base on my first date! UWAAAA! Please let this be real! Please let this be real! PLEASE LET THIS BE REAAAAL!'

UNYUU~

He felt a breast. An actual bare breast in all it's soft and squishy glory! As he slowly massaged her chest, he couldn't stop the huge perverted grin that started to hurt.

Issei then heard a small chuckle. It came from his date.

The ravenette put a fist to her mouth, making it a dam that prevented her laughter from leaking out. But it proved to be for naught. The boy's hand stopped it's squishing, but did not pull away from her breast as the feminine chuckle turned to a full-blown laugh. Out with the perverted, Issei started to feel like he was in an unsecured place. His feeling only got worst when the beauty in front of him started to cackle in a gruff voice.

Much to Issei;s horror, the girl's petite figure started to broaden. Within seconds, Issei found his hand firmly against a man's chest.

A male version of the girl he had taken out now stood facing him with a sickly smirk.

"The name's Dohnaseek, filthy human and I'm here to kill you."

Reacting like any male would in this situation, he spewed throw up onto the shady man.

x

The city of Nanashi was cold as the night wind blew past him. The moonlight hit his skin

Gintoki walked through the streets of Nanashi as he ignored the Demonic Power pulsing from the park that was a mile away from him. 'Looks like Rias just made that pervert into her new slave. Hopefully he'll keep her occupied long enough for her to forget about me,' he hoped. After school, the silver-blue haired man had left Kuoh Academy in a rush, fearing a run in with Rias. He was definitely not eager to know how he would be punished.

Gintoki traveled aimlessly throughout the city - turning corners, walking under streetlights as he maneuvered his way through the outskirts of the city. Having nothing to do in his spare time, Gintoki found himself to enjoy walks at night, were the air was cold and the streets were vacant.

He still wore his whole school attire, everything from the glasses to the shoes. It was rather useful, really. Since most of the things he purchased were candy, the big pockets his coat supplied were rather welcomed. Reaching into the deep pouch, he pulled out a box of strawberry pocky. Ripping the top open, he fingered the inside until he was able to pull one out. It only took a few seconds and he was happily munching on the fruity goodness.

As he was walking past an abandoned warehouse, he felt the ground quake beneath him.

SLAAAM!

Gintoki shifted his head to the right and saw the warehouse's metal garage door dented outwards.

SLAAAM!

The dent increased further, the steel frame began to crumple like paper as an object kept slamming into it.

SLAAAM!

With on final hit, the door gave way, kicking up a cloud of dirt as it fell to the ground as a large figure flew out of the warehouse and skidded the ground to a stop between Gintoki and the building. As the dust started to settle, the body of what looked like a stray Devil started to disintegrate.

"Ara ara," a voice as sensual as Akeno's resounded. Three figures - two voluptuous and one petite - strode out of the ware house.

The woman in the middle stood at 5 feet and 5 inches and her age appeared to be 19. Her hair was a pitch-black shade that spilled down to her noticeably plump hips. Her body was immensely provocative - her skin was a snowy white and her stomach was flat and toned, and her breasts were rather large. She had sharp violet eyes that appeared to be predator-like that and her face was heart-shaped.

Her outfit was skimpy, being mostly black leather straps that slanted across her breasts and one was wrapped under hers assets, and a thong that was held by three thin straps covered her lower body. Her arms were crossed under her assets with black gloves that reached past her biceps encasing her arms as short chains hanged from the glove's entrance, and her heel boots were thigh-high. A metal ring was held in the middle of her chest by small straps that connected to a collar and her shoulder guards, with the right one sprouting three spikes. The finishing touches were her black, crow-like wings that proudly presented themselves from her back.

On her right side was stood another a taller woman with a height of 5 feet and 9 inches whose age resemble the first girl's. Her eyes were brown and sharp, and they held a little malice in them. Her navy blue hair was straight and barely reached past her shoulders. Two bangs framed her face while she had another bang that obscured her right eyes. Her body was just as alluring as the her friends; both of her hands were on her curvaceous waist and she held her chest out in pride, emphasizing her well endowed bust. He legs stretched long from her delicate toes to her luscious ass.

Her attire consisted of a violet trench-like top that hugged every curve, it's wide collar practically spilling out her cleavage and around her neck was a golden necklace. Her matching skirt was short, showing off her juicy thighs and she wore black heeled shoe. Like the first girl, she too had her black angel wings panned out, basking in the cold night.

The last girl stood on the ravenette's left side and her appearance was vastly different than her two companions who seemed much more mature than her. The first distinction was her height; Gintoki mused that she was like Koneko, a 15 year old girl who stood at 4 feet and 6 inches. Her bright blue eyes lacked the sharpness the other two had but still held a malicious edge to it. Her short hair was sunny blonde and they were kept in messy pigtails as it was held by a big black bow. Even with clothing on, it was easy to tell she had a petite body with small breasts and a delicate figure.

She wore a black Lolita dress that had a few layers of white frills at the hem, a big black bow was tied around her waist and a smaller bow, which had a green jewel embedded in it, was tied around her color. Her Gothic Lolita attire was finished with white, thigh-high socks that was kept in place with garter belts and her choice of footwear was a pair of black shoes. Of course, she wouldn't be complete without her black wings.

"Well look what the stray Devil dragged in," the ravenette stated in her low-pitch voice. "It seem like a another filthy Devil has strayed away from his master. Doesn't it, Kalawarner, Mittelt?"

The three girls finally stopped in front of the dead carcass, which was already disintegrated halfway. As they eyed the teacher with predatory gazes, Gintoki kept munching on strawberry pocky with an interested stare.

The three frowned at the man's unimpressive dismissal of them.

"Yes, that appears to be the case here, Raynare," the bluenette, now identified as Kalawarner, replied with a snarl. "But this stray seems defunct. Maybe his master abandoned him. God know I would." She ended her sentence with a smile of victory, but proved to be hard to keep. The man showed no real reaction to her statement and seemed content with eating his sweets.

"Maybe he's retarded," the blonde, known as Mittelt, chirped in. "I mean look at those dead fish eyes." The three looked into the man's eyes. They definitely dead, not even the moonlight reflected off them. Was he even alive? He could've been a zombie with his looks alone.

"Your right." Raynare along with her two partners sweat dropped. Shaking her head, she flapped once. About a few feet in the air, she hovered there and looked back down to the two. "Mittelt, you take care of that filthy Devil. Kalawarner, you're with me. We need to prepare for our guest that arrives tomorrow."

With a flap, the bluenette joined the ravenette and the both flew into the night sky.

"Well it's just you and me, retard," Mittelt claimed happily. Her wings stretched high before batting down against the ground, a small dust cloud left in her place. As she hovered over him, a pink spear of light formed in her right hand. With a sadistic smile, Mittelt spoke, "If you don't move, I'll fry your ass!" She brought her arm back and throw it towards the silver-haired man.

Gintoki dropped an empty box of pocky and easily hopped a few feet back.

"Oi oi oi. At least give me a chance to put Shinpachi away."

"Shinpachi?" the blonde questioned as she observed Gintoki folded his glasses and tucked them into his pocket.

"Yosh!" He pumped an enthusiastic-less fist into the air and then resumed a careless stance.

"What? No weapons? Are you mocking me, filthy Devil?!" With rage etched onto her facial features, she summoned pink light spears in both of her hands and launched them viciously at her target.

"Filthy? Oi!" He dodged two more spears before he straightened up and pointed a finger at the flying girl. "I'll have you know that I'm perfectly clean! I washed the back of my ears, in between my ass, and my penis! I am clean as a baby!"

"Ew!" Mittelt's face cringed in disgust. "I didn't mean it like that, dumbass!" Again she created and threw two pink spears that missed her target. Red started to paint her face and, in quick succession, she began to create light spears before quickly unleashing them at the man. "Dammit! Stay still!"

"Bwahahahaha!" Gintoki laughed as he easily side-stepped, hopped, and occasionally even cartwheeled out of harms way. Fighting this girl was way too easy for him. All she did was float high above him, in a stationary position no less, while spamming spears of light at him. He would avoid her weapon at the last second and he would do it with a mocking grin on his lips. He then slipped beneath her and stared under her. "Oho? What a daring child you are, a black thong of all things." He crossed his arms over his shoulders, then proceed to close his eyes as he shook his head. "Tsk tsk tsk. Boy, your mother would be in tears y'know."

"Kyaaa! Hentai!" Mittelt crossed her legs and hiked them up under her, doing her best to obscure the man's view and with her wings, she guided herself backwards. One hand was pushed down on the lower part of her dress while she had her other handhand stretched above her, gathering an abundance amount of light energy.

"Arara?" Gintoki's right eyebrow quirked up in wonder. "Thaaat looks promising," he muttered under his breath as he watched the girl create a spear that resembled a limo in size. "Who knew a loli could put out that much… uh… light energy I mean."

As the light energy condensed into a spear, a small magical circle appeared on his right side. An a flash of bright light, a dark brown bokuto materialized into existence and the kanji for "Lake Toya"(洞 爺 湖) was inscribed on the handle. He firmly clasped the hilt and ideally propped it against his shoulder.

Sweating and exhausted, Mittelt completed her spear of light, it's surface shimmering hot pink. With a smirk, the blonde yelled, certain of victory, "EAT THIS, NATURAL PERM-HENTAI!"

With all the energy left in her, she hurled the giant spear at Gintoki. The spear smashed against the ground and an explosion of light filled Mittelt's vision as she slowly lowered herself to the ground. When the light subsided, she blinked away the sunspot that filled her eyes and she gazed at the decent sized crater. She slowly moved towards the edge and wiped sweat that started to run down her forehead. "Serves… pant… you right. pantpantpant…"

She slouched over and rested her hands on her knees, slowly breathing the air, in and out, in and out, in and out.

"Ahem."

Mittelt heard a harsh cough behind her and a tap on her shoulders. She craned her head to look over her shoulder and found a human shadowing over her. A red gleam appeared in the man's eyes.

"Natural perm, huh? Y'know, I've always dreamed about having straight hair." Gintoki smashed her stomach in with the bottom of his hilt, making her double over. Arms snaked around her and she felt her foot leave the ground, finding herself hoisted up before being brought back down.

"Huh?" She wondered why shy was laying stomachs first on his lap. "Ah?" she felt the bottom of her dress being pulled up, her butt exposed to the moonlight. She shivered when the cool air hit her smooth, pale cheeks. "H-Hey! W-What are you doing?! Let me go you pervert!" She began to thrash around, desperately kicking her legs while she clawed on the ground in an attempt to crawl away. But a hand was pressing down on her body and the piece of dress that was pulled over her.

SLAP!

"Oww!" She turned her head back and gave a heated glare to the man. "W-What the do think y-your doing?!"

She watched as Gintoki's mouth turned into a trolling smile that made her quiver. His hand came up, then descended.

SLAP!

"O-Owie!"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm punishing the bad girl who likes to make fun of people who unfortunately have to live with their weird ass hair!" He spat inside his hand then smothered it together. "Now then… lets continue your punishment, shall we," he spoke with a sly smile. He couldn't deny the enjoyment that pulsed through his veins at the moment. Maybe he spent too much time with Okita-kun?

SLAP!

Mittelt felt his moist hand come down on her like lightning. Every slap that he continued to give sent her jerking in pain, though oddly enough a tinge of pleasure accompanied it. As the slap count increased, so did her enjoyment of her treatment.

The blonde bit down on her lower lip, doing her best to keep silent, though failing since small gasps and grunts escaped her. She felt the edge of her cheeks spread into a smile, while warmth filtered itself onto her face.

"S-Shit! H-Hurry t-the hell-"

SLAP!

"-aa~n!"

o

[AN]: For those of you that don't know what "Unyuu" is, it's a Japanese onomatopoeia for firmly grasping something that is usually squishy. In this case, it was Akeno's breasts.

Planned Harem as of now - Gintoki x Akeno x Yuuko(Fem!Kiba) x Xenovia x Tsubaki