Orion – this is the product of a sudden fascination for the Gintama pairing Okita x Kagura. There's just something about these two that makes me smile. So I guess I felt obliged to bring more love to this pairing.

Don't own so don't sue…well if you are nice, buy me a melon parfait :D

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Dangerous Fascination

Okita Sougo was a firm believer in the element of surprise until it ceased to bring him any form of entertainment whatsoever. Now balanced precariously on the two hind legs of his chair, the boy with light brown hair stared up at the stark white classroom ceiling. For a moment he contemplated on the option of pulling his signature sleeping mask over his eyes and catching the last few minutes of peace on the balmy spring day before class started.

His hands were half way to the ridiculous looking eye mask when the grating sound of the classroom door opening interrupted him. Their homeroom teacher, Ginpachi strolled in leisurely, commanding a certain degree of attention with his dramatic entrance. As usual his figure was slightly slouched and a white stick that could be mistaken for a cigarette dangled out of his mouth. It would most likely be a misleadingly large lollipop.

Okita gave a little sigh as he brought his chair back down to stability and propped his face onto his hands. For a brief moment he wondered if he could plan a sadistic joke on Ginpachi for cutting off his pseudo-would-be nap. He smirked a moment later when something else caught his wayward attention… it seemed like Ginpachi was saved from his nasty end for the time being.

Something beyond the edge of the classroom door fluttered and Okita tilted his head just a fraction further to express a rare touch of interest. 'A new student? In the final year?' he wondered to himself. '…interesting.'

Soft steps echoed when she made her entrance into the sea of soft whispers. She stopped a moment before Ginpachi finished chalking her name onto the board. Yato Kagura. An exchange student from China, partaking her last year of studies in Japan.

Okita's wine coloured eyes lingered on her a fraction longer than a glance. He wondered what had caused the delay. Perhaps it was the cold air of solitude that permeated off her body. Or the uniform that hung loosely on her small frame, obviously a size too large and a shade too pale. It could even be the striking purple umbrella that she carried or the large glasses she hid her eyes. Nonetheless, Kagura was obviously odd in and out – even in the way she dressed her hair.

Okita sat back and finally returned his eyes to her, after all Kagura was perhaps the most interesting thing now in the room. Though getting attention from Okita was definitely not a positive thing.

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Kagura was not new to transferring schools. Due to her family's line of business, it was a necessary action for her to switch schools every so often, otherwise nasty incidents would happen. Over the recent years she'd been shipped to five different countries around Europe and ten different schools. Finally, her parents decided Japan was the safest bet for now and here she was, standing blandly in front of a crowd of strangers again.

As of the last two schools, Kagura's social skills have all but declined to a negative number, if that was possible. Simply speaking she has stopped her efforts with engaging people and often resorting to melting quietly into the background scenery. She'd realised due to her circumstances, friends would be troublesome to keep safe. It was understandable that the Yato clan was brought up to be honourable, but just because you were honourable doesn't mean the rest of the world would be. Especially those wanting revenge.

Kagura poked the hem of her dogged uniform; evidently her parents were nearing their financial limits. She swallowed a sigh and proceeded silently towards her seat, in front of a certain youth with wine coloured eyes that radiated a certain degree of darkness. As she took a seat, Kagura promised herself that she'd make an effort to stay here this time… and the typical school day continued.

When the days melted to a week and a week melded into two, Kagura's appearance had all but melted to the back of everyone's minds. Certain unkind rumours have also come into circulation due to her air of aloofness and lack of active social pursuits. If any of it bothered her, she did not show it. She was a ghostly figure that attended school each day, an impassive expression masking all her thoughts.

Okita's strange observations continued. He noted her sole interaction was with Ginpachi, while carrying his texts for him in an action often criticised as a teacher's pet, Kagura would smile and talk. He'd often catch her in the park on his way home after Kendo practise sitting on her own. The swing next to her would always be empty while her expression matched it. It wasn't hard to tell she does seem to crave interaction…

On the 15th day of school, Okita began to wonder due to a total lack of other interesting things to wonder about, or so he claimed, why would a person deliberately live in loneliness? He was reminded of himself to a certain degree, only admitting two people to be his true friends. One of which he frequently design sadistic accidents that were almost always intended to be fatal for. But he was just more unique in showing his appreciation.

And so, on that fateful 15th day, he decided to approach her… …unmistakably a bad idea.

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Orion – yeah I know it's not astronomically exciting. I shall diligently continue writing then thanks for reading. Melon parfait?