Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Gintama, except for the OC(Original Character) I use in this story.

Note: Hi, this is my first fan friction I actually put up online. Welcome all kinds of reviews and suggestions for story progression. Please pardon my English is it is too bad. I tried to clear any spelling and grammar errors to the best I can. O and, if Gintama characters actually got too OOC(Out-of-character), please let me know! I am trying my best to make them stick to their original characters. Thanks and enjoy!

Gintoki reached for the brown colour in a messy pile of markers, and continue to colour the dog he had drawn on the A3 size poster. It is a really boring job request that they had received a few days ago from the owner of a newly opened animal shelter in Kabukichou. The Yorozuya are asked to made posters for the publicity of his shelter. Yawning for n-number of times, Gintoki turned his attention to those two brats. It is rare to have them working quietly.

"Gin-chan, I finished another one." Kagura drop one piece on top of Gintoki's, to which the silver perm looked down on.

"Oi Kagura. What is this? Amanto partying?" Gintoki put it aside as he asked. "Since when did dogs and cats have wings and horns?"

"Since yesterday. Sadaharu had been asking me from horns and wings too." Kagura saw the pictures of animals on the news yesterday. They had horns and wings, with some having webbed feet too. She reached for a fresh poster and started on another one.

"Kagura-chan, that is just the advertisement of a zoo in Planet Fantasy. Our dogs and cats here do not have wings." Shinpachi tried to correct her.

"What do you know Shinpachi. In the near future, that jii-san's shelter might have horn dogs too." Kagura rolled her eyes as she drew.

"That won't happen! Planet Fantasy's pets are too rare to be allowed here." Shinpachi rebutted. "Please Kagura-chan, we are running out of papers. Draw them properly." He said helplessly as he looked at the pile of crumpled papers by the sofa.

"Why are you saying like I am the one who wasted all the papers?! Yours and Gin-chan's posters are awful too!"

Ahhh...The usual quarrel started.

Gintoki gave them another bored expression, to which they were too busy quarrelling to notice, before finishing his current poster up. Yawning, he turned around to face the window to see the sky already dark. Days in the winter are short then nights.

"Oi Shinpachi, time for you to go home." I said lazily.

"Already this late?" At that, Shinpachi stopped and looked at the clock. Kagura is still making ugly faces at him. "I will head back now." He did some slight housekeeping before leaving. Angry at how Shinpachi continued to ignore her, Kagura kicked him out and closed the door, before trying to take his posters and doodle on them as revenge. Luckily, Gintoki managed to save the posters in time. He does not want to have to do more posters because of Kagura's tantrum.

"I am going to bed!" Kagura stomped into the room and the house became silent. Gintoki scratched his head and went back to his work desk. Taking a look at Shinpachi's posters reminded Gintoki just how straight this samurai kid is. Though his drawing is not perfect, he did his best and it turned out to be quite decent. Taking another look at Kagura's, Gintoki started editing it as much as he could. The client will cut their pay if they turn this in.

Ding Dong.

Looking at the clock that now points 2345hr, Gintoki wonder who is it, and yet lazy to get up and open the door. It was then he remembered how destructive Kagura can be when her sleep is disturbed that he got up and opened the door. He had wanted to shoo that person away at once, but when he saw her, he could not really get a word out at first.

"Sumimasen, is Yorozuya Gin-chan still open?" She asked with a smile. Gintoki looked down at her bare feet that are covered with cuts and broken blisters. "Ano... If it is close, I will come back tomorrow." Without getting his answer, the girl assumed that they are closed and gave him an apologetic bow before trying to leave.

"I do work overtime, if you have the money." Gintoki put his finger into his right ear and dug. If she did not even have shoes, Gintoki doubt she has the money to pay him, but that oversize jacket she was wearing definitely worth some money after cleaning.

"How much will that be?" She turned back and asked.

"600 yen." That is the price of two issues of JUMP.

"Here you go." She took out two coins from her pocket and reached her hands out to Gintoki, who took it without hesitation and invited her in. The coins are cold, so is her hand. In such harsh winter without shoes, gloves and scarf, her pale blue jacket is not enough to keep her warm at all, and yet, instead of buying more clothes, she would spend her money on requesting for Yorozuya help. It must be something really important.

Gintoki got her some tea while he drank some coffee milk. The girl gratefully accepts the hot tea, holding the cup like a mini hand warmer. "What is it that you want me to do, Ojyo-san." Gintoki asked the client, who is only a year or two older than Shinpachi.

"I am hoping that Yorozuya-san can help me find my memories." She looked at the lazy looking man and said.

"Memories? What is that? A dog? A cat or hamster? Do you have a picture?" Gintoki prompted, digging his nose. Pet finding is the most hated job in his list. Those fur balls just keep running around, refusing to return with them nicely.

Is this girl crazy? Come dressed like that and spending money just to look for her pet instead of keeping warm. Or is it she is rich? Just that she do not like wearing shoes?

"O... Emm. Memories are those you remember from your past, not a pet's name." She said in amusement.

"Ahhh...That kind of memories... So, you lost your memories?" That got Gintoki a little interested.

"Yes." She nodded. "It is really inconvenient, to not know who I am, how old I am, where I come from and all." She took another sip of the tea.

Memory loss, that explains her situation?

"We can help you." Gintoki said. "However, you got to make it worth. How much are you going to pay us?"

"I... only have these." She took some money out of her pocket, an ATM card, and a necklace around her neck, setting all of them on the coffee table. "And..." She started taking off her jacket.

"I don't need your jacket!" Gintoki stopped her immediately when he saw how she only have a light piece of dress on her under that jacket. At his suppressed outburst, she pulled the jacket back and took the cup of tea again. Looking at the contents on the table, he saw a few thousand yen and a specially designed necklace. He reached over and took it, the weight already tells a lot about its quality. The pendent measures half of Gintoki's palm. It is oval in shape with the left side filled with a crescent white tridacna and the right side filled with 10 small top grade topaz to form a smaller oval. It is worth at least a million yen.

"Is it enough?" She asked, eyeing the necklace. Giving the necklace away is the last thing she wanted to do. Even though she could not remember how she gotten it, it has to be something important. That assumption is based purely from her instinct. Gintoki could read that from her expression even though she is really calm. It is true, he loves money, but not enough to take somebody's precious treasure, thus he threw it back to her and said that he is not interested in that.

"If you can remember the password to this card, I will have half the amount inside the account." Gintoki took the ATM card and look at it.

"I am trying my best to remember, but nothing comes into mind." She wore her necklace back, relieved. She told him how she woke up next to a river, and when she tried to cross it, she slipped and fell, losing both her slippers. She tried to provide as much information as she can, but it was not really helpful. "Before I remember the password, please accept these as payment." She pushed all her money towards Gintoki, then stood up. "It is late, I should not disturb you any further. Good night." The girl walked towards the foyer and opened the door.

Bone chilling wind blew in, and she shivered, pulling her jacket closer to her. She felt so much better talking to someone about her problems. Even though Gintoki looks bored when he was listening, he had promised to take her job request. She will remember her past. For now...all that is left is to find somewhere to sleep and get a pair of shoes.

"Oi! Do you have a place to go?" Gintoki followed her to the foyer and asked.

"I do." She smiled and nodded. "I will come back tomorrow, hoping by then I can provide you with more leads."

Gintoki sighed and shook his head. "Brats your age are not entitled to lying yet." Gintoki exposed her bluntly.

"I a-"

"If you have a place to stay, you will not come like that." Gintoki dropped his hand on her head and said. "Stay here for now. "

"But that will be troublesome for you. You are living with other people right?" She spotted more than one pair of boots next to wear Gintoki is standing.

"That brat have no rights to object." Gintoki withdrew his hands and close the door, then went back to the living room and left the first aid box on the table. "You can take care of your legs on your own right? I want to sleep already." Taking a spare pillow and blanket out, Gintoki dropped them on the sofa and lay down.

"Yorozuya-san!" She bowed at him and said, slightly louder. "Please let me take the sofa. I will feel better that way." Scratching his head, Gintoki sat up and looked at her, a little annoyed. For a brat who really need help now, she more concern about other people than her own needs. He don't remember kids nowadays being this selfless and polite.

"Gin-san here is a gentleman, and gentleman does not let girls sleep on sofa. Hurry up get your legs treated and go to bed. It is already very late." Lying back down, Gintoki turned to face the backrest of the sofa and closed his eyes. The girl had wanted to protest, but hesitated about disturbing him further. Sitting down on the sofa, she treated her legs and went into a room that was opened. A futon is opened, but she only took the pillow and blanket, returning to the living room, turned off all the lights and took her place on another sofa.

Curling herself up to keep warm under the blanket, she faced Gintoki, looking at his back. The silver perm looks fluffy and soft to touch, but she will not do it of course. It will be too rude. Shutting her eyes, she tried to remember something, anything. However, besides darkness, she could not see anything in her memory lane. The lack of results disappoints her as she opened her eyes again, stunned by how Gintoki is facing her now, eyeing her with a deadpan expression. "Yorozuya-san?" She blinked and called out softly.

"You are really stubborn." He said, eyes narrowed.

"I know." That was the only reply can she think of. Smiling, she added, "If you don't go in and sleep, that warm futon is going to be wasted." Sitting up, Gintoki took his blanket and pillow and went in. Happy at that little win, the girl was not expecting Gintoki to come back out and threw her over his shoulders. "Yo-rozuya-san! What are you d-"

"Quiet. You don't want to wake her. She gets really violent when her sleep is disturbed." Gintoki dropped her gently on a futon and went to his own. He had opened up another one for her. "Don't worry, Gin-san is not interested in kids. I won't do anything to you, so just go to sleep."

At that she smiled. "Yorozuya-san ii hito." She whispered and lied down.

"Go to sleep." Gintoki turned and face the wall, falling right asleep