A/N:Woohoo, chapter 2 already! Means i haven´t written anything more for Blood of the Azure. *gets thrown off the stage*

Anyway, thanks for all those who reviewed, this is for you! Three reviews in one night IS a lot by standards.. so i sat down and finished the second chapter right away.

I tried to capture Sachan`s perverse nature a bit better in this one, especially near the end, but keep in mind, its the first time i`ve written her. I`ve played Gintoki in an RPG before, but never tried Sachan. Also, i think from this point in its going to get a lot more perverted in general, so shield your eyes in the next chapter.

Without further ado, enjoy!

Going out, she said... it felt more like the worst date he´s ever been to.

And they didn´t even do anything yet.

Sachan was clinging to his arm, naturally, so he couldn´t go anywhere without dragging her along... prying her off would require power tools only found in the arsenal of a fire department, so that was no use either.

And this whole time, she was.. smileing. That was fricking annoying.

Why was she so happy, god damnit?!

Some time passed, and eventually, Gin found himself in his favorite bar, at the counter, drinking endless amounts of sake.

"...so, how`d you end up here, Gin?" A rough voice asked him, between blowing out puffs of smoke.

"I was dating some girl, or something like that." Gin took a deep sip of sake, then slammed the empty glass onto the counter. "Except it went a bit overboard."

"How the hell does a date bring you into a bar, alone?" Hijikata groaned, his eye twitching as he looked over to the perm haired samurai. "Explain that to me, you bastard."

"Well, first we we`re gonna see a move." Gin started as the next glass was being poured for him. "Nothing wrong with that. 'Amanto vs the world' or something the movie was called...some proagandistic approach on the war." He stared ahead, deadpan and with blank eyes as ususal. "It was crap, but thats beside the point. All of the sudden, this Joui terrorist jumps up and throws a bomb at the screen as the Amanto were winning in the movie.. Five minutes later the chaos was perfect and you guys showed up to make it even worse. By that time we`ve already been on the run, but Sachan refused to let go of the popcorn we bought."

"Sachan? ...that annoying ninja thats running after you, huh?" The shinsengumi officer chuckled. "Finally gave into her?"

"Something of an understanding between us. Long story." Clearing his throat, he started to go on. "Well, after that the magic was gone, if there really was any, so we were just gonna hang out at the beach. Fine enough, might`ve been able to watch some girls and ignore her for the rest of the day."

"You prick. You bring her to a date and you`re gonna watch other girls? Seppuku yourself."

Gin rolled his eyes at him, downing the next glass in one shot. "It wasn`t my idea to go out with her in the first place! Anyway, naturally we`d run into Tsukuyo at the beach, playing with her adopted brother."

"That other ninja chick you were into?" Hijikata was now getting more interested. Seemed that things finally started to happen.

"I`m not into her, asshole! I`m saving myself for Ketsuno Ana!"

"She´s married."

"I know! Thats not the point!" Gin huffed, starting anew."So anyways, Tsukuyo was there, and since i told Sachan earlier i wasn`t into her, she went over and rubbed it in her face. To call it a catfight would be a huge understatement- they were both hospitalized, though through that damn Amanto technology they´re already healed again... only minor surface wounds, you know."

"So she´s at your place now?" The shinsengumi looked at him, curious if there was more to this.

"...yeah. Allowed her to stay there and rest. She wouldn`t leave anyways, even if i scare her away, she`d be right there the next day." Gin`s voice lowered and he further drowned in alcohol.

"Sounds like you do have some feelings for her, more or less. You damn fool." Hijikata blew out smoke, then drank a glass directly afterward to make his throat hurt even more. "At least your woman is alive and she´ll be for the n-ex- Oh god, my thr—oat!"

He engaged in a fit of coughs, slowly slipping off the bar seat as Gin held him back from hitting the ground.

"You stupid idiot! Why the hell did you do that?!"

"I... don`t... know!"

On the way home, Gintoki thought over the day so far... people died, people were hospitalized, damage to property was done, damage to his dignity was done... but for once, he came out unscaved, no scars and no wounds to speak of were on his body... a pleasent change in the way things were.

Then there was, of course, the problem that he wasn`t alone at home anymore.

Which would make "working out" over Ketsuno Ana figurines significantly more difficult... Sachan wouldn`t mind, in fact, she would love it, but he wasn`t that kind of guy.

And as he opened the door to his apartment, he found out the hard way just what kind of woman Sachan was.

"Ohhh, Gin-san! Finally you`re here!"

The first thing that happened was that she glomped him, nearly dragging him down to the ground and rubbed her head against his chest like a horny kitten. While he was trying to shake her off, under the use of various curses, he noticed... a change in the room. It smelled of citrus flavor, and the air was nice and fresh, unlike the moldy, dense air they ususally had in the entire apartment.

"Oh, Gin-san~ I missed you so much, i couldn`t help myself, i just had to distract myself- So i cleaned up the house!"

So he noticed. He didn´t know the floor was real wood. The walls seemed like she did a whole new paintjob on them, and everything was tucked away and hidden in all its shelves and... it was surreal. When was the last time he`d seen the house like this?

"Uh... thanks... i guess. Now get off me, damnit!" Gin said, scrambling out underneath her and finally getting back up.

"Giin-saaaan, i have a suprise for you~" Sachan chirped, then she grabbed his hand and pulled him over to his bedroom... as he realized this, he clawed at the next best wall in the vain hope he would be able to escape this.

"I`m not gonna have sex with you, you crazy psychopath!" His fingers slipped. The wall under his fingers was gone. Sachan pulled him into the bedroom.

... and there, his jaw dropped.

"MY JUMPS!"

Sachan giggled. "I found that in the garbage, so i cleaned it out and put your jump magazines in there~ They were the biggest part of the stuff lying around, anyway."

He couldn´t believe his eyes. His Jumps, (even the ones he thought he threw away) were organized and sorted by dates in five shelves on an old cupboard, with each shelf holding about fourty magazines... it was like a small archive, dedicated to the financial situation of the bakufu.

"Wow... i mean.. i... wow, thats..." Gintoki found himself not able to form words, his mind was blown away... but soon, it would explode in midair, as she giggled once more.

"I made dinner, Gintoki-san~ So how about we go and eat it?"

She didn`t smell of natto, and neither did the house. This was good. This meant one could actually eat whatever she fabricated. Slowly, he nodded, and he was guided back into the livingroom.

...He could get used to this, he thought...

"So, how would you like it~ Would you like to eat your dinner directly from my naked body, or should i go on all fours and balance your dishes on my back to be your own, personal table~" Sachan purred, grinding against his side.

A fuse blew in Gin´s head, and his hand smacked her face so hard she landed near the (now empty and nicely scented) garbage can.

"I`ll get the food, you sit down and be -normal- like you were this morning." He muttered, loud enough for her to hear. Damn this woman. Damn her temptation. The visuals were flowing around in his head now... was she going to wear clothes for the second option too? What if she was going to be the desert for the first one? It seemed like she took a shower earlier, she didn´t smell of natto at all, maybe...

No. No, he was not going to give into the temptation of this girl.

Samurai were only married to their swords, and they only loved their shogun.

...actually, forget about that last part. Shigeshige could go to tighty white hell.