"Hello, my lovely girlfriend," Okita placed his hand on her waist and attempted to kiss her hair.
"Get away!" Kagura hissed as she slapped his face before his dangerous lips could come into contact with her.
"Don't be so cold," he gave her his usual sadistic smirk.
"Nobody, i mean nobody, is to know that i am you girlfriend."
"Pretend girlfriend. Unless you want to be my girlfriend that much?"
"WHAT? Ew, get away!" She pushed him forcefully.
"Who would wanna date someone like you!"
Kagura stormed off without him and entered the school by herself. Either way, if she were ever to be seen with Okita, things could get messy. Gang rivalry was pretty complicated. Not to mention since the two heads were supposedly dating, the situation would result in much worse consequences than a simple territorial battle.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, STUPID Okita, she thought to herself as she ordered Shinpachi to get her shoes.
The footsteps down the hallway were heavy and angered, everyone steered clear in order not to invoke her wrath any further.
BAM!
Kagura mightily slid open the classroom door. Everyone inside froze.
"Oi, don't treat the door so badly, people pay for these things you know." The man tapped the top of her head with his notebook.
She looked up to face the one who dared oppose her.
It was Sakata-sensei.
"Ah"
"Move it," came the most irritating voice Kagura could ever come to know of. He kicked Sakata-sensei and both him and her fell forward on their faces.
"Oi, what do you think you're doing?" The demon got up on her hands and knees. Her eyes were wide and showed nothing but evil. She walked up slowly to Okita, a menacing aura surrounding her.
She had finally snapped.
Despite being known to be fearless, this was something Okita wouldn't ever want to see if he had a choice.
The Demon Yato Kagura.
"...I've... Had," she said slowly, her voice obviously filled with evil intent.
"Enough!"
Okita was sent flying into the wall the classroom faced.
Kagura's footsteps approached him.
Oh crap
She picked him up by his blue superman shirt and lifted him off the ground.
"Ya wanna play sadistic? Let's play sadistic," she had a wide grin spread across her face.
"China. China, listen to me. Snap out of it."
For a moment her grip on him softened, but then the smile plastered on her face grew even bigger.
She threw him across the corridor.
Running to her victim who lay limp against the wall, she held him by the shirt once more and raised her fist.
The corner was dark and nobody was around.
Okita grabbed her fist and leaned in to brush against her lips with his own.
What
The tension in her fist were gone. Kagura's eyes went back to normal, blue and innocent.
"W-w-w-what are you doing?!" She extended her arms to get him away from her.
"I'm snapping you out of your demon mode you crazy bitch!"
"..."
Kagura could just remain silent as she looked down on the floor.
A groan came from the person who sat opposite her.
"Ugh, i think you broke my arm."
Kagura mumble something.
"What? I can't hear you."
"I said i'm sorry!" Her cheeks were puffed up and red. She actually looked cute for a moment.
"So watcha gonna do about it?" He asked with his poker face on. His wine coloured eyes stared into the deep sapphire blue.
"Why should I do anything, freak Sadist!"
"Ow, my arm!" He yelled out sarcastically.
"Argh! Wouldn't it be just fine if we bend it the other way?" She took hold of his arm.
"Oi oi oi China what do you think you're-"
A scream was heard across the whole of Gintama High that day.
His arm was in a sling. Kagura walked beside him, helping carry both their bags.
"Maid-san, i like my porridge hot."
"You have a broken arm, not sickness, why should i make porridge for you."
"But you're my maid today aren't you?"
Kagura thought back to yesterday's incident.
After making Okita's arm worse than it already was, she was forced to accompany him to the hospital according to Sakata-sensei's orders.
In addition, Okita had made her agree to being his maid for a day in order to make up for the damaged caused.
Now, they were on their way to Okita's house.
"What do you live in?" Kagura questioned him.
"Apartment."
"Who's at home?"
"I live alone."
"Oh. Is that so...?"
"Yeah, i told my parents i would like to live alone. But now they're after me with this arranged marriage crap."
A smirk appeared on his face. He grabbed Kagura's hand with his still good left arm.
"You're my girlfriend, aren't you?"
Kagura glared at him, but didn't resist.
"We're here," Okita announced.
Kagura stood in front of a massively tall building. It was one of those high-class towers that only the rich got to live in.
"This is you house?!" Kagura gaped in astonishment.
She had never been in something as luxurious as such before. Having run away from her own home in another region of Japan, Kagura was taken in by a lady named Otose. They weren't rich, and they were rather on the poor side due to Otose-san's generousity, which in this case, wasn't something to be very thankful for. But Kagura was happy.
Taking the lift up to the twenty-fourth level, Okita gave her the key to unlock the door.
The wall facing the city was made out of glass. It was a beautiful sight to behold.
"Uwah!" The orange-haired girl exclaimed as she dropped the bags, left her master standing at the doorway and placed her palms against the glass.
"It's so beautiful..."
Okita had never seen her with an expression so bright and pure. It was hard to believe she was the one who grotesquely broke his arm yesterday.
"Oi, don't forget your master over here!" He shouted from the entrance. But there was a little smile on his face.
"Ah!"
She was brought back to reality as she chauffeured him in and placed the bags neatly in the room.
There was a plasma screen television, a couch and a coffee table in the living room. A kitchen was on the right and a room was on the left.
Having the inner explorer take over her, Kagura curiously entered the room. It was surprisingly simple, considering it to be the Sadist's room. You would have thought it was filled with torture equipment. A queen sized bed, table, and another door which was the bathroom was all Okita Sougo's slumber place comprised.
"It's five now. I want my porridge." Okita nonchalantly leaned against the door to his room, addressing Kagura.
"Haiiiii," she said monotonously, dragging the 'i'.
Kagura got ready the ingredients. She never really cooked, just ate (a lot), so she was pretty clueless.
"Why don't... I put rice, water, soy sauce, vinegar, octopus, cheese, jam... That's sounds okay."
"What do you think you're trying to do? Poison me?" He smacked her head and sighed.
"Whatever, go sit down i'll make it myself."
"You cook?" Kagura burst out laughing.
"I live alone, what do you expect."
"I don't know, get some girl to come over, do your things for you?" Kagura frowned as she folded her arms.
"Awww, are we jealous now?" Okita teased as he placed his hand under her chin.
She hit his hand away.
"I am quite the charmer, though."
"Quit yapping and go make the porridge! I want 10 bowls!" She commanded.
"Oi, don't forget who's the maid here."
11 bowls lay empty on the coffee table.
"I'm going to take a shower." Okita said as he got up with a slight groan.
"Un," Kagura responded lazily as she rubbed her satisfied stomach. She slowly drifted off to dream land.
"China! China!" Someone was shouting her name in the distance.
Kagura awoke startled. It was the stupid Sadist calling her. Wiping the drool that trickled down her mouth, she went to the source of the noise.
"What do you want now?" She responded slightly irritated upon being waked from her sleep.
Kagura's face flushed a slight pink as she stood staring at the half naked Okita in his room.
"Help me get this shirt on!"
"O-okay."
Kagura tried to avoid making contact with his skin. His muscles were toned and his stomach was flat and firm, it was hard to look away from something such as that.
"Heh, you know you can touch me," Okita laughed at her embarrassment.
"S-shut up!" She retorted, pulling the shirt over him forcefully.
"Ow! Gosh, you suck as a maid."
"Well, i'm sorry, Master," she rolled her eyes, replying sarcastically.
When he was finally fully dressed he sat on his bed, pillows and all cased in black.
"It's 7, can i go home yet?" She asked, impatient.
"I said you were my maid for the whole day, didn't i?"
He pulled her onto the bed and shoved her down. With his body a top of hers like last time, he whispered gently into her ear, "Just stay here a while longer."
She could feel his breath tickle her cheek.
It was sweet, much unlike himself. Kagura lay still.
Okita collapsed on her. His exhaustion had taken over him and he was soundly asleep.
"Oi, idiot Sadist?" Kagura poked Okita.
She sighed as she pushed him off, covering him with his dark duvet.
Before she could walk out of the room, Okita had murmured something.
Not being able to make out what he said, she leaned in closer.
"What is it, idiot Sadist?"
"Stay a little longer, China."
His eyes were still closed, he was sleeptalking.
A tiny smile actually formed on her face as she stared at the demoic leader of the Shinsengumi sleep with such an angelic expression.
She sat by his bed side for a few more hours.