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Bebop, Kamui-kun! and Heartless and Hardcore, Takasugi-kun! Meet

By: rennomiya


Kamui had his psychotic smile on as he heartlessly beat up several delinquents in a hidden dark alley of the city. His body was covered with blood from his preys. Blood splattered on his face from his latest victim as he continued to beat the guy mercilessly. He licked the blood from his face, satisfied.

Abuto approached him as he tossed his prey aside. "Captain, that's the last of them."

Kamui merely smiled, with his eyes opened insanely. "No good. Everyone's too weak. I can't find myself a good one."

Abuto sighed tiredly. When will his captain ever be satisfied? He stared at the mountain of bodies piled on top of each other. They were still alive, but barely breathing. One day, he was sure that the police will go after him. No, wait. Scratch that. The police already knew about him but cannot do anything because he was the son of Umibouzu, China's infamous Mafia Boss.

"Abuto~" Kamui whined, "Why can't you find me a good prey worthy of my strength?"

'Well, there is your father,' Abuto thought and wanted to say out loud but decided against it because he knew Kamui hated his father to death. Kamui hated that bald old man because 1.) He left his family to do his mafia stuff and didn't even come when their mother died of illness, and 2.) Kagura's still longing for their father despite being a jackass.

"Well, there is this one group after your neck because you banged their leader's girl," Abuto recalled.

"Hmm... really? Which girl?"

"... Uh, let me take a look..." Abuto fished out a piece of paper from his pocket and scanned it, "Hmm... no, not this one... nah, this girl was from last year... oh there it is! The one from the red light district. The girl's name... darn, I forgot to write it down. Anyway, the girl's boyfriend is the leader of—" Abuto stopped talking when he saw his leader's eyes staring at a different direction. "Captain?"

Kamui was staring at a violet-haired man leaning on a vandalized brick wall across them. His one eye was covered with bandage and his arms were crossed against his chest. What piqued Kamui's interest though, was his uniform. It was the male uniform of Gintama High, where his sister studied.

"Why, hello there," Kamui greeted with a challenging smirk.

"You done over there?" the one-eyed man spoke.

"Pretty much, yeah. Care to introduce yourself?" Kamui stood up straight and faced him.

"Takasugi Shinsuke. From Kiheitai," he said.

'Kiheitai... I see.' "Nice to meet you. I'm Kamui from Harusame," Kamui smiled and offered his hand for a shake.

Takasugi merely stared at his bloodstained hand and slapped it away. "I don't need accomplices," he said and walked towards the piles of bodies behind Kamui. He crouched down and took something from one guy's pocket. He pulled out a wallet and took his money before he threw the wallet away.

"Stealing money from preys that were beaten up by someone else? Why don't you beat one yourself?" Kamui asked curiously.

"Shut up. I don't need to explain myself to you," the Gintama High student said.

Kamui narrowed his eyes. This guy was cocky, and he was beginning to like the aura that this guy was releasing. He eyed Takasugi's uniform once again and asked, "You're from Gintama High? Do you know a cute little girl named Kagura?"

Takasugi turned to look at him. He vaguely remembered a freshman transfer student from China. He examined Kamui's face intently. Then he smirked. "I see. So you're related to that girl."

"I have been hearing news that the infamous leader of Harusame has a little sister that transferred in Gintama High. But I didn't expect it to be cute Kagura-chan," a foreign voice spoke up. Kamui and Abuto saw three other students of Gintama High. "Oh excuse me. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Takechi Henpeita, and I'm a feminist."

"Don't you mean, lolicon, senpai?" a blonde girl said to Henpeita and turned to Kamui. "I do see the resemblance between them. By the way, the name's Kijima Matako... and don't you dare hurt Shinsuke-sama or I'll blow your head off!" Kamui and Abuto saw the fierce look in her eyes. And beside that Matako woman was a tall guy wearing shades and headphones and carrying a guitar case on his back. He was quiet and standing stiff. They were unsure if he could even hear them or not.

Kamui's eyes were shining with glee. These guys—he could feel it—they were strong. He could use them as his sparring partners. He looked at Takasugi again. "But, I never expected Gintama High to have students like you," he narrowed his cerulean blue eyes, "Don't you dare touch my little sister or I'll kill ya," he warned.

Takasugi smirked. "You're making me want to touch her more," he said.

Matako and Kamui's eyes widened simultaneously. "S-Shinsuke-sama! You're kidding, right?!"

"I'm watching you," Kamui threatened and gestured for Abuto to leave. Abuto nodded and followed Kamui who was already walking away.

"Takasugi-san, you mustn't! That girl is too young!" Henpeita said.

"That man's music turned from a mellow reggae tune to a heavy-metal one in a half a second," Bansai said.

"Kagura, huh?" Takasugi murmured and walked away with his underlings following him and asking him if he was serious or not.


Kagura stared at the one-eyed man in front of her. He smirked at her and patted her head. "Nice job," he told her and left.

Kagura was left wondering what the hell was wrong with that guy.

.OwArI.


A/N: Takasugi's "Nice job" comment simply meant that he was praising her because with Kagura around, it meant that Kamui would have a weakness. And he could use that weakness in order to take advantage of Kamui.

Oh and yes. I am so back! I graduated and I'm officially an unemployed useless citizen of the Philippines! Dunno if I'll continue with my other fics though. Anyway, see you guys around.