A/N: Hey guys. Guess what? Another update! Yeah! And it's longer than usual! Super long special, or maybe I'll keep making them this long!

Hm, well, no contact from my beta, so any mistakes are mine. I apologize beforehand for all the excessive grammar/spelling errors.

-Another update shall be made in a few days, yaaaay-

Enjoy, ne! *grins*

-Chapter Five-

The room was silent. Three males glowered at the slumped over figure of Kondou Isao, commander and chief of the Shogunate dogs, the Shinsengumi. The post-drunk, passed out figure moved and a head lifted up, hazy brown eyes full of confusion.

He had been dragged there by the first two figures, and the third in the back had just recently arrived, watching him carefully. And now was the time for his testaments to why it wasn't his fault, and then earn a lecture from one of the three figures of the room.

Kondou sat in front of both Hijikata and Gintoki, his head bowed in defeat. His head was pounding severely.

He heard some shoe tapping and the grinding of teeth, which irked him extremely. He ground his teeth, and nearly had the urge to jump up and strangle whomever was making that preposterous tapping noise.

He lifted his head and looked behind the two figures, his eyes attracted to a lone figure standing in the corner of the room. The figure's face barely registered in his mind before he shifted his gaze to the silver-white?-haired male. He didn't bother to look at the other male standing next to the perm head bastard.

His brown eyes locked with the red ones. Sakata lifted an eyebrow, as if asking an unspoken question.

Kondou bit his lower lip, shifting his eyes from the Yorozuya's gaze, and muttered, "It's not my fault I got drunk...and passed out..." He knew he was pouting, but did it really matter? His head was killing him.

He heard a frustrated scoff. His eyes shifted towards the raven-haired vice commander, whom just glared menacingly at him.

The stalker-pervert shuddered at the look he received, and tilted his head away from the glare he was currently receiving from his second-in-command.

Hijikata was furious. And by furious, he meant super ultra frustrated/annoyed as shit furious. He was also severely pissed off, but many people usually considered that the same as being furious; consequently, to Hijikata, there was a difference.

As he tried to calm his nerves, he reached into his pocket to get his pack of smokes, only to come up empty handed. He let out an embittered huff, his brain slowly starting to crave the damned cancer sticks.

His hands clenched and unclenched, but before he allowed them to fully ball up into fists, he felt a warm, steadying hand on his shoulder. He looked over and shock coursed through his veins.

There stood the weirdly relaxed figure of Sakata Gintoki, who's smile was so lazy it actually made the tensed muscles in Hijikata's body slacken. He arched an eyebrow up in question, but just as soon as the hand was there on his shoulder, it was by Gintoki's side once again.

Hijikata let out a low sigh, and turned his attention back to the lazed, slumped over figure in front of them. He nearly sneered at his commander, but held back. He wasn't positive if the dumbass was awake or not, so he wouldn't take any chances. Just yet, anyways. He planned to thoroughly punish his friend/boss.

He noticed that Kondou was slowly awakening and, after a few minutes, he mumbled something that made Hijikata let out an irked scoff.

Scratch that furious part from earlier; he was damn near homicidal. He took a step towards the depressed-looking figure of Kondou, and he ignored the saddened look on his face.

"Kondou-san, damn it." His left eye twitched. "Don't act all prissy and shit, you dumbass. Getting drunk was your fault, and passing out was a part of that. Nobody in here is daft, except maybe Sougo and the Yorozuya, but–"

He heard twin sounds of disagreement with his statement, nevertheless he expertly ignored them.

"–you can't go off getting drunk whenever the fuck you want. Think of our damn near soiled reputation already, shit head. You do understand, don't you? I mean, it's simple." He sneered at Kondou. "Don't fuckin stalk Shimura Tae, less you want to end up arrested by one of us; and don't get drunk during the day, idiot."

He ground his teeth together, his nicotine fix definitely needed at the moment. Kondou let out an exasperated sigh and just nodded his head in submission.

Hijikata heard a snicker come from behind him, and then Sakata walked past him to the commander. The perm head leaned down, whispering something into Kondou's ear. The Mayora felt a slight pang of jealousy from the innocent, but somehow intimate, act between the two men.

He pulled out his mayonnaise bottle-shaped lighter and flicked it open, staring at the flame to distract himself. He barely registered the voice of Sougo, whom now stood next to him; he was also watching the rather close act between the two men in front of them.

He decided then to mess with Sougo's head a bit, since he knew of the slight crush he had on a particular perverted stalker. "Oi, Sougo, are you, perhaps...jealous," he said as his lips lifted up, turning from his usual frown to a sneer.

"Ah, Hijikata-san, I wouldn't say that I'm the one jealous here, if you know what I mean. Which, of course, you do. You know everything, bastard." Those words made Hijikata stop playing with his lighter.

He stiffened up, and said, quite loudly, "Damn it, Sougo, don't call me a fuckin bastard!"

Hijikata was so close to pulling out his katana, so close to slicing Okita's tender jugular, so close to committing mass murder with all the idiots in Edo as his victims, but he held himself together. Well, as close together as a man whose patience was rapidly wearing thin.

"Ne, Hijikata-san, did I piss you off? If I did, you can go and die now," Sougo stated in his most obnoxious voice.

His voice grated along Hijikata's nerves, and just the light, whimsical laugh that escaped those childish lips irked him to no end.

As he tried to rein in his anger and other thundering emotions, out of the corner of his eye, Hijikata noticed a very, very intimate thing pass between Kondou and Gintoki. It may have been an accident, but knowing the Yorozuya, Hijikata knew it wasn't anything of the sort. Lips brushed together in a way that said the two males had been close at one time in the past.

A pang of something Hijikata didn't recognize resided in his heart, confusing him greatly. Deciding to distract himself and get out of that very room, he murmured that he was going to go get some smokes. He then stormed out, hurriedly walking towards the one place that he actually felt at peace.

Katsura sat alone in the confined space of his jail cell. His leg bounced up and down, over and over, distracting him from the loneliness he felt.

Why hadn't Gintoki come to break him out? Did the stupid perm head even give a shit about someone who repeatedly shared his bed? God, he knew he was an idiot; he would admit that, but the fact that he wasn't broken out yet caused uneasiness to reside inside of him.

He knew he shouldn't ever trust the lazy Yorozuya– nevertheless, the bastard had wormed his way into Katsura's heart. He reached up and grasped the fabric of his yukata, right over his heart. He felt his emotions brewing, and he also felt his heart starting to break.

It hurts...

Taking in a deep breath, Katsura decided to put on his idiot facade. Everyone seemed to think of him as one anyways, so why not keep that disguise into play while he waits for any type of rescue?

Tossing his head back, he relaxed against the wall. He stared up at the cracked concrete ceiling, his mind deciphering how he would escape, even without help. He clasped his hands together, and then put them behind his head, allowing him to relax even more.

He shut his eyes as he tried to come up with ideas on how to either escape or piss off the damn Shinsengumi. One or both would be just fine with Katsura, since he had nowhere to be for a while, especially while Gintoki had his eyes set on seducing Hijikata Toushirou.

Fuck it. I couldn't stop him then, as if I could stop him now...

Lips lightly brushing over Kondou's own in a chaste kiss, Gintoki felt himself smirk at the Shinsengumi commander's nearly virginal reaction. Chuckling, he pulled back and took a few steps backwards. He wiped the feeling of even a bit of lips from his mouth.

It's not that he didn't like kissing Kondou, it's just that, at the moment, he needed to keep himself collected and gain Hijikata's trust. Seducing the man would be hardwork, but it would totally be worth it.

Turning around, Gintoki first noticed the lack of a certain Mayora, and then noticed the jealous glare he was receiving from Sougo. With a smirk, he padded over to the tense form of the sadist and rested his head on the shorter male's shoulder.

"Ne, Sougo-kun, I always thought you went for the opposite sex. I never realized you felt that way for men," he murmured in the younger man's ear.

Flinching remarkably, Okita backed away a bit from Gintoki, his glare cold and barred. "I..l don't know what you mean, Danna. I have never discriminated between genders, and I won't start now, unlike you."

"Ah ah, no need to be so testy, Sougo-kun. I was only teasing," he quipped.

Gintoki took a moment to collect his thoughts, and then stated, "I shall be leaving now. Your commander is all yours." As he passed by Okita to leave, he jeered, "And I bet you'd enjoy that, wouldn't you, Sougo-kun?"

And, without looking back, he left the room. As he padded down the empty hallways of the sleazy, but frequently used, motel, he stopped suddenly when he realized something.

Hijikata stood in front of his favorite store ever, which, sadly, was only open for a limited time. It seemed that the store's owners traveled around a lot, trying to see as much as they could.

He looked at the white dry-erase board, and grinned at the name.

Mayonnaise Lovers Express

It was the most perfect and wonderful place he'd ever had the pleasure of visiting and buying from. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a newly opened pack of cigarettes. He placed the cancer stick into his mouth and out it up, taking a long drag happily.

His gaze left the sign and moved to the mayonnaise bottle-shaped lighter in his hand. He smiled contentedly, his expression dreamy and almost relaxed.

As he stared off into space, his mind slowly wandered into the land of nothingness. Having not realized early on that someone was trying to speak to him, when a hand touched his shoulder, he nearly jumped out his skin.

"Holy fu–" He stopped immediately when he realized it was Shimura Tae, or Otae to just about everyone. "Oh. It's you."

Otae cocked an eyebrow up at him. "Is that all you can say? 'Oh. It's you'? You sure do know how to speak to women," she jeered at him.

"Shut it, gorilla woman. I've had a long day, thanks to your stalker," he deadpanned, his voice dripping with annoyance.

Otae looked taken aback at his words, anger smoldering in her brown eyes. "G-gorilla woman!? And my stalker, what do you mean by that, disgusting Mayora!?"

"You know what I mean, Go-Ree-La-Tae-san. The pervert who just loves you got drunk and passed out in public. What did you say to him?" Hijikata kept his voice straight-laced and slightly harsh.

Looking from side to side, Otae's searching gaze stopped for a moment when she saw the sign– which, ultimately caused a wry smirk to form on her lips. Once she dismissed the sign and filed it to the back of her mind, she continued to look around, making sure nobody was watching too closely.

She then leaned in close to Hijikata, her breath cascading down his neck, as she whispered, "I'll explain shortly, if you wouldn't mind joining me for a cup if tea, Mayora-san." She accordingly blew in his ear sensually.

Hijikata backed up quickly, cupping his ear when his face turned a dark shade of scarlet. "O-oi."

With a grin that seemed to hold malicious intent, Otae walked off. She turned and stared at Hijikata for a moment, her eyebrows raised as if, 'you gonna follow me or what, bastard?'.

With a lowly sigh, Hijikata followed behind submissively. Thankfully, Gintoki wasn't around to see him being led around by a woman; and a gorilla woman at that.

"Commit seppuku."

"No."

"Just commit it already, Gintoki."

"Hell no, bastard."

"Oh? Are you, a lowly ex-Joui, defying me, the leader of the Kiheitei?"

Steeling his teeth, Gintoki tried to keep himself from giving Takasugi the evil eye. He really hated the guy, especially after catching the bastard spying on him.

They stood in an alleyway next to the place where Kondou and Sougo were. Takasugi having dragged poor Gin-san there to talk.

With a frustrated growl, he muttered, "I don't really see why it matters if I commit seppuku or not, Takasugi. It's not as if I'm clearly a law breaker of any kind, and it shouldn't really matter, considering you've been told, personally, to commit seppuku way too many times for me to count."

"Ah ah ah, Gintoki. I may just be assuming, but it seems that you've been trying to spend– let's say quality– time with a certain demon vice commander. If I am correct, well, goody for me." Takasugi smirked. "But– if I'm not– poor Zura may get jealous, since recently you two seem to be a type of lover. Or maybe I'm being assumptive again."

Gin felt an inner rage as he watched the cold, hardened look on the beautiful face of Takasugi. He attempted to make a comeback, but it fell flat when the Kiheitei bastard laughed his ass off, his evil demeanor lifting up to show actual emotions.

Before he even realized Takasugi was moving, Gintoki was pressed against the brick wall. An elbow on his neck, crushing his wind pipe. How he didn't see that action coming, he would never know.

Gasping for breath, his hands reached up and tried to remove the elbow from his throat, but to no avail.

The blockage of air to his lungs was let up ever-so-slightly, and he took a long, deep breath. He grimaced when he noticed that his hands were above his head; tied together by a piece of bandage that Gintoki guessed Takasugi carried around with him everywhere.

With calm precision, a hand had snaked into his yukata and was untucking his shirt from his pants. Deftly trailing a hand up his well-toned, and chiseled, abs, Takasugi chuckled with audacity.

"Oh my, you still have the same body as ever, don't you, Gintoki?" His calloused fingers rubbed over the fine pectorals, only to stop at a perky nipple.

Takasugi allowed his fingers to gently brush over the left one, and then the right one, which elicited a groan from the, now slightly flushed, perm head.

"Well, actually, you seem more keen in having your nipples touched, that must mean you've bottomed recently, or have you now started allowing your partners to enjoy your body to the fullest?" Having decided to take full advantage of Gintoki's mind blowing body, Takasugi tweaked both nipples, causing the most delicious of moans to escape the Yorozuya's agape mouth.

"Oi, T-takasugi, don't...nn...don't do t-that. P-please...st...stop...mm," Gintoki said breathlessly, his face flushed.

In retrospect, Sakata Gintoki would never allow somebody to disgrace his body by pleasuring only his upper region. But, since he wasn't in control, he couldn't stop the delectable feeling of being touched mercilessly by another person, even if it was that bastard Takasugi.

The Kiheitei leader cupped his groin, squeezing the hardening bulge. "Ah! Ah, s-shit...nn...don't t-touch th–!"

They were suddenly interrupted by two figures storming close to where they were. Gintoki panted and breathed out a sigh of relief. He struggled a bit, trying to get his hands out of their bindings.

Takasugi glared at the couple, who just stood there staring at them. He head the urge to hiss like a cat to scare them away, but that would only weird them out and think of him as mentally insane. He didn't want that. People already thought he was psychotic anyways. No need to add to the list: neurotic paranoia.

He then realized that one of the figures of the couple, the male, was Hijikata Toushirou. The guy Gintoki so badly wanted to fuck.

"Oho, Gintoki, lookie who's here to watch the show," he said with a crooked grin plastered on his face.

Gin stopped struggling and took in the faces of the couple. His whole body froze.

There stood Hijikata and Otae, both gawking at the two ronin.

"Damn, shit, Oogushi-kun, you didn't need to see this."

Takasugi laughed. "Hah, so eloquently put, Gintoki." He reached up to untie Gin's hands, setting them free. And, before the Mayora realized he was an actual criminal– and arrested him–, he made his escape right as Hijikata stormed over to arrest him.

Gintoki stared after the Kiheitei leader, unimpressed as Hijikata started yelling profanities. His usual lazy expression turned into one with mild humor, a snicker escaping his lips.

The angry Mayora turned to glower at him, a cigarette hanging loosely from his mouth. "You...! You let that Kiheitei bastard get away! And what were you doing with him!?" Hijikata's voice was loud and harsh.

Sakata only smirked at him and rubbed his wrists nonchalantly. "It's not my fault I got distracted and tied up by him."

Hijikata made a face that nearly resembled a pout, but it disappeared as quickly as it has appeared. His gaze slipped downwards, and he mumbled under his breath, "You weren't tied up that tight, stupid perm head...you could've easily escaped...b-baka..."

Gin knowingly smirked, his usual dead fish eyes twinkling with laughter. He heard a cough and turned his head to look at Otae, who shook her head with mirth, a slight smile on her pretty face.

He was slightly taken aback at a thought that had suddenly crossed his mind. He then spoken the thought aloud, forming it as a coherent statement. "Ne, Oogushi-kun, you player. I didn't know that you and the gori– Otae-san were close. On a date, are we?"

Hijikata stared at him like a he had suddenly sprouted tentacles on his head; Otae just stood there giggling. "I– What!? Who would take this gorilla woman out on a date!?" He lit up another cigarette after dropping the former cancer stick on the ground, not even bothering to put it out.

Gintoki felt the urge to stomp the cigarette into the ground. For some odd reason, he wanted to be that cigarette: he WANTED to feel those scowl-induced lips on his own body.

Shocker. I am a pervert, after all. Can't I want those lips on my dick? Well, yes I can.

He smirked and stepped forwards, crushing the cigarette with his shoe. "You're gonna get your ass best now, Oogushi-kun. Have fun~" He stepped back just as Otae came flying, her feet connecting with Hijikata's handsome face, causing him to face plant head first into the ground.

Laughing, Gintoki padded off, not bothering to say goodbye, or good riddance; whichever it was, it didn't seem to matter. Neither one of the two idiots noticed him disappear.

Sougo grumbled incoherently as he stared impassively at Kondou. His eyes roamed around the room; he made sure to never make eye-contact with his commander. It wasn't that he was avoiding Kondou– he actually was, but he'd never admit it– he just found it awkward to look at the man who'd openly kissed the Yorozuya.

Danna, fuck you.

He had the urge to saunter over to Kondou and claim the gorilla of a man as his, but he needed to hold himself back. If he started to try and seduce the man out of nowhere, Kondou might get suspicious, if his mind wasn't wandering to places that children should never know of.

When he saw that Kondou was relaxed and more dazed than usual, Sougo smirked. He watched his boss out of the corner of his eye, his gaze trailing all over that delectably buff body.

In retrospect, Sougo had always felt something for the older man. He certainly wasn't bi, and he definitely was not gay. He guessed that his interests had always been with the opposite sex. But, one day when he was out in the field, alone with Kondou, the stalker had somehow caught his interest.

He leaned against a wall and slid down it, sighing happily once he reached the hardwood floor.

Maybe his affections– he would not call those feelings love– had perpetually been present with the older male, even if the guy was pretty perverted when he stalked that Shimura woman.

Naturally, Sougo still had sexual interest in women, even if he felt something more than just lust for Kondou. The farthest any of his relationships went was casual sex, and maybe a few dates here and there. Once in a while he'd end up having a one night stand with a stranger after getting wasted.

Every relationship he'd ever had had been more on the physical level, less on the emotional level. He wasn't proud to admit that he'd never shared more than unpremeditated sex with anyone.

Truth be told, he'd always seemed to crave more than just physical pleasure from partners. He wanted pleasure on an emotional level also. He wanted to love and be loved; he felt like such a hopeless romantic for even thinking that.

A vague feeling of pain fluctuated in his heart, sending small tremors of affliction throughout his body. He shut his eyes and listened to the sound of Kondou breathing.

He relaxed comfortably against the wall. He crossed his legs so that he sat Indian style, his mind wandering to ponder over his suspicion of the relationship between the commander and Danna.

He grit his teeth, his hand moving up to clutch the fabric of his clothing right over his heart.

Too much pain...shit...it hurts...Kondou-san...

Hijikata held the cup of coffee up to his lips. He frowned slightly when he took a sip, despising the fact that he'd forgotten to bring along a personal bottle of mayonnaise with him.

With a defeated sigh, he placed the coffee cup on the table. He then threaded his fingers together, setting his elbows on the glossy wooden table. He raised his eyebrows up, as if to say 'go on'. He winced slightly at the irritating pain above his eye.

Otae visibly grimaced and took a long gulp from her cool cup of tea. "Well, as I was saying, Kondou-san had been stalking me severely yesterday, and it made me so furious that I ranted and raved at him. I guess I insulted him too harshly, which probably had sent him into his little drunken stupor. But who knows..."

Hijikata groaned aloud. "What did you call him, Tae-san?"

The lovely, but violent, woman grimaced once again. "I, uhm, called him a faggot and told him to go off and fuck Gin-san. I mean, I knew that he'd been with Gin-san at least once, so I sorta started verbally attacking him, for reasons that you may know or you may not know."

"Tae-san," Hijikata hissed. "What do you MEAN the Yorozuya and Kondou-san have been together?"

"Oh? You didn't know?" She knowingly smirked. "I'd say that one night, while they both were drunk, they went out to a love hotel that a close friend of mine works at. She told me that they got a room and didn't come out till early in the morning. She also said that they both had a severe limp as they were leaving, haha." She then winked.

He glared, his anger brewing. "You mean they fucked all night long!? What kind of fuckin libido does the fuckin perm head have!?"

"That exactly what I was thinking! I mean, she's told me of all the flings he's brought there. I'm not even sure if he's realized he has somehow made a name of himself there! But, I'm pretty sure it doesn't matter, since it is in the Okama slash gay district," she stated, her smirk turning into a slight sneer.

"...t'ch, I've always had my eyes set on him, and he turns out to be a fuckin queer...and he's even slept with the only guys who's shown true interest in me...bastard," she muttered to herself, her eyes blazing with rage.

Hijikata lifted his coffee to his lips. He tried to not meet her eyes, but somehow she'd attracted his gaze right back to her. "I don't know what to say, Tae-san...and you have an interest in in the Yorozuya?"

He knew his question was baseless and less tactic than he'd planned, but prying information from a woman was a specialty of his, even if he wasn't as good at it as Sougo. His wound above his eye throbbed.

"Of course I do, idiot. Have you seen him when he fights? Like, holy shit, man. That body. Hah, just thinking about it sets me on fire," she said, her eyes glazing over slowly with lust.

"I...ah...I must get going..." He carefully started to stand, the chair he was sitting in sliding back and grating along the floor annoyingly. "It...it was nice speaking with you, Tae-san."

He nonchalantly rubbed at the swollen mark right above his eye. He then swiftly walked away. Not wanting to get caught up in her horny moment.

Women sure were scary, he had to admit.

Especially when they like the man I am attracted to...no. I'm not attracted to him and that's that.

A/N: Time for replies to reviews! :D

karunebulous: Yay! I'm so happeh I made your day! :D Reading awesome reviews makes my day, so I guess we're even, ehe. :3

I really love being able to make Gin-chan bi, though I'm not even sure if being with women suits him or not. I won't ever write him sleeping with a woman, just a heads up. XD

Oh yes, I shall make Zura piss off just about everyone in the Shinsengumi somehow, although I'm not sure if I want him to end up with Kondou, or some other character. Maybe the shogun? O.o where dafuq is my mind going? XD

And YESSSSS, I definitely plan on Gin-chan breaking his rules, I mean, if there're rules, why not break 'em? Haha ^_^

Sankyuu for reading and please continue! (~^3^)~

Life Starts Forever: I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter! And, as per usual, I hope you continue to read! :D

higisune84tails: I totally understand on the suprprise about Gin-chan and Kondou being together, but it's to be expected, especially since Gorilla-Tae keeps pushing poor Kondou away. D: though I have special plans for him, hehe. ;D

And Sougo might one day rape poor ol' Zura, or Kondou. I don't exactly have any big plans for them, unless maybe to get back at Gin-chan or Hijikata. Hopefully the pairing Sougo and Kondou will suffice though. *grins*

Gin-chan will forget the list sooner or later...probably when he's drunk off his ass and let's his emotions run wild and free. Next chapter maybe? XD

Thanks so much for reading, and you're very welcome for the quickie update. Please continue reading! *bows*

KrazyStar: Ehe, I really enjoyed writing the chapter, so I'm glad you thought it was fun! I really hope you enjoyed this current chapter! Please keep reading and thank you for the review! *peace out sign*

KonKon: if that update was fast, wait for the chapter after this one. It'll be out once I get back home, since I'll be writing it as I sit in a damn car for 5 or 6 hours.

I don't plan on having an Sougo x Zura in here; well, maybe a hint here and there. It's highly likely I'll be having Sougo f*cking Kondou soon enough, and Zura with some character. Likely the shogun. I mean, come on, the guy IS pretty hot in a weird sort of way.

And yes, I do plan on having Gin-chan breaking his numba two rule for Hijikata (le heart), but it may take a while. I wanna make either Gin-chan or Hijikata drunk for their first time together.

And yes, KonGin/GinKon was quite sudden, but I quite like their relationship. And I dislike Gorilla-Tae, so no harm done there. Kondou can just get over her and chase after Sougo *nosebleed* (Sougo will definitely NOT be ending up with Kagura any time soon)

Takasugi, aahhhh, Takasugi. In this current chapter, I made him pretty much molest poor Gin-chan just for the fun of it. Maybe there will be a threesome sometime in this story, though it'll probably be with Sougo x Kondou x Zura.

Omg, there's an idea! XD

Thank you so very much for reading and reviewing, it means so much and makes me smile. *grins*

ValeHeart: Yeah, although I don't think Gin-chan decisively rejects the opposite gender. I'm going to try and make him feel at least sexually attracted to women, though in my story all he's going to do is have sex with men. Simply, I suck at m/f sex. XD

Thank you so much for loving it, and no problems for 'shameless advertising'. I'd do the exact same if I ever reviewed any stories. (I just don't have the time, ehe) Gin-chan is such a playa, but he tops and bottoms in all of his loveless sexual relationships, though he's mainly seme in most of them.

**SLIGHT SPOILER ALERT**

In the next chapter, Gin-chan has the TALK with Hasegawa-san, so it clears up a bit of his sexual priorities, not much though.

I love Zura, but his main focus is to add angst and crap, except he will likely end up with so done soon enough. And Kondou and Gin-chan? Yes, yes that happened, surprising, but it did. I don't even know why I added that. Ex-tension maybe? Idk. And no, sadly, he doesn't do Sougo; I tried as best I could to explain Sougo's...feelings? Emotions? Love? Predicament?

I'm glad you liked it! Thank you so, so much for both reading and reviewing! Until next time! :3