I've never written this fast, I guess I'm inspired. By the way I hope you enjoy my shitty writing haha. I still wonder if I'm making a happy ending or a sad one ? aw...the struggle. Even so I'm sorry that the chapters are so short, I think I write "better and faster" this way.

"You hate me, eh?" he hummed, frowning a little and as if it wasn't anything important he shrugged. "tell me something I don't know."

As Tsukuyo slowly lifted her fingers on her eyes she could feel the tears dangerously threatening to fall that she wiped as quickly as they dropped from her eyelashes. She turned her face away from his stare, as if she was trying to escape from some powerful and intense eyes that could make her shiver and melt at the time. He was making her weak. That was unacceptable.

Her body reacted the exact opposite as she would have wanted to, she wanted to hide how she really felt but her body betrayed her resolution. Her free hand was still clenched on her thigh, trying to control the shaking when she heard him speaking.

"I'm not stupid Tsukuyo." he sighed as his hand grabbed her arm to force her face him. "Look at me." He tsked when she stubbornly shut her eyes. He took her chin between his thumb and index, releasing his hold on her arm gently. "I'm not stopping until you look at me and tell me what happened." his voice was soft as he trailed the fingers on her chin to cup her cheek lightly. Gintoki slowly leaned to press his forehead against hers.

His warm breath brushing against her skin, Tsukuyo still refused to open her eyes as the contact made her open her mouth unconsciously obviously craving for the heat he was providing across her body at the simple movement. "I really hate you, Gintoki." she whispered slowly opening her lavender eyes to face his leisurely grin on his lips.

"I know," Gintoki wiped the tears that she had failed to dry with the tip of his thumb. "What happened?" he asked again. This was one of these time when the man would take a serious tone which took her aback as he was grinning a minute ago.

"Nothing happened." she replied not quite looking at his eyes, faking annoyance with a dark expression she usually gave him when he says something stupid. The courtesan could finally pulling off the face she planned on using, hiding her real feelings once again. She was proud of herself.

Without saying anything, the silver-haired man watched her. Searching for her eyes – which she would avoid at all cost. The Hyakka leader had never shed a single tear in front of him and she really tried to convince herself that he would believe this void lie. He pulled away from her and laid down on the futon.

"I wanna fuck then." the Yorozuya leader looked at her, crossing his arms behind his head.

The blonde turned her attention to him once again, she could only chuckle at the words as though she was expecting this kind of reaction from the man.

"I wanna punch you."

"You still can punch me while I'm inside of you or clawing on my back like you always do, you know. You always leave me bruises and yet you're always screaming at me to keep going.." Gintoki replied showing his usual deadpan expression, picking on his nose with his little finger.

She couldn't stop the red on her burning cheeks from spreading. Muttering a "Shut up" to his familiar teasing.

He reached for her closest hand, without standing up, so he could pull her against his chest. He groaned softly when the only thing the courtesan could do was gasp, falling on his side. "No" she murmured as her heart started to beat promptly against her chest that she hoped he wouldn't notice since they were so close to each other. She was almost panting, her mouth close to his neck. "I don't want this."

"You saw me back there, right?"

His hand travelled from her hand to her waist for a moment then he stopped, To calm her down a bit. The palm of his hand pressing gently against her cheek to make her looking up. This time she didn't look away. Their eyes locked, Gintoki caught his breath at the sight before him. He couldn't believe what he saw at this moment. She was confused, and he could see through her eyes the pain as if it was aching for. The look on her eyes were all he needed to see.

The former samurai lifted her lightly to take her in his arms, hugging her tightly as if he was afraid to see her escape again. "I'm sorry" he whispered, with a low voice that it would have been inaudible for anyone else.

She shook her head, she didn't want to hear that from him.

"If anyone have to apologize here, it's not you. I'm sorry. I knew what I was getting into from the start. You don't have to say that...No.. I'm sorry..I'm...sorry.." she choked on a sob, clenching her fingers on his clothes, hiding her face in the crook of his neck

Here she was, blaming herself from having feelings, these feelings which were even stronger than she ever thought they would be. Those foreign feelings she once promised she would never let gain the upper hand on her rational thoughts. Tsukuyo knew from the beginning what to expect from this. She had always known. And yet it didn't stop anything. She loved him.

"I love you..." she breathed.

Silence.

No movement.

A moment passed as her body and mind calmed down. Maybe he didn't hear what she said? If so I'm glad..what's wrong with me..why did I say something like that.. the blond thought. The courtesan slowly came to the conclusion he had ignored her, she eventually sighed almost in relief. That may have been the best thing he had done until she heard a chuckle.

He was laughing.

nekoadmirer : first of all, thank you for your review, I really appreciate it. I would have PMed you but I'll just reply here. You're really positive about them ! I wish I was the same to be honest. I can't see Sorachi making them a couple even at the end, I'm sure he'll stay alone I don't know why.. But I totally agree, their loving chemistry is something I fell in love with. ~sigh~ I hope you're right though!

I'll do my best!