Warning, this isn't a proper chapter update, this page covers the cliff hanger I ended in chapter 6. Due to getting a new job I haven't been able to write, so I am posting what I had written after the cut off of chapter 6. Do note that I might change things when I get back into writing.

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Cliff Hanger Fixes

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Kamui looks up at the building began to shake and a heavy rumble sounded across the room and the heavy darkness lights up.

"So the chains have been broken." Ocean blue eyes returned to looking at the hole in the outer wall where both Gintoki and Housen disappeared through, "It's been years since the Big Boss has been out in the light, I wonder what'll come of him suddenly being exposed to it? Think he caught on fire?"

Lips pulling up and closed eyed smile in place, Kamui pushed himself off the banister to land on the remains of the rabbit statue and he pays no attention to Abuto's muttering as he pulls Gintoki's umbrella free from the remains. Kamui turns back to the hole in the wall just as the rumbling over Yoshiwara stops and ocean blue eyes snap open because those weren't Gintoki's footsteps.

He takes in the cracking and greying skin.

The sway the body holds as it steps forward.

The blood crazed old eyes.

The hole in the collar bone.

The cut on the right side of the stomach.

The red plastered in grey hair.

The red stained forearm.

The heart clenched in one hand.

The dripping.

The platter-

The red overpowering white.

The silver hair limp with the combination of sweat and blood.

The unmoving body just lying there with a damn hole running right thought him-

He sees Gintoki.

And that can't be him.

Because Gintoki is never still.

Because Gintoki would never fall to a weak fool.

Because Gintoki would never leave them alone.

Because Gintoki's always moving – he has to, to keep an eye on Kagura, the only time she stayed in one spot was when she was with mum or she was that sad that she didn't want to eat.

Because Gintoki is strong – he holds the blood of the old Yato's, he comes from a planet every other Yato abandoned and survived on it and he pushes through the common Yato weakness with that.

Because Gintoki has always, always been there – even when mum died, even when the bastard abandon them, he's always been there even though it would've been so much easier to abandon the two brats he was left with and he's not sure he wants to know what a life without Gintoki being there is like.

Because Gintoki's not meant to die.

Kamui feels his heart stop, but also start.

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Abuto feels the air shift as soon as Housen steps back into the room.

No one said he wasn't quick on the draw.

He knows what a Yato lost in his blood looks like – there have been too many dick measuring contest in his years as a member of the Harusame Seventh Squad to not know, those are always fun to clean up after.

He knows what it means for Housen to be taken over by his blood – it's what made him follow Housen in the first place, the mans' blood was fierce, at least that's what he thought until he met White Rabbit and the Captain.

He knows what the grey and cracked skin means – every Yato knows the signs of exposure, though not many toed the line beyond headaches and dry eyes.

He knows what the heart clenched in a tight and bloody fist means.

"Captain!"

Abuto screams and he knows it's no use.

Not with Kamui already moving before he could open his mouth.

Not with Kamui rounding the crimson umbrella up, forcing it through grey skin.

Not with the grey arm flying through the air, leaving a trickle of red falling behind it as it flops to the ground and turns to a rocky dust, leaving the heart of the White Rabbit lying in it.

Charcoal coloured eyes watch Kamui – ocean blue eyes nothing but dots in a sea of bloodlust – snap a hand out, catching the fist Housen aimed at him and the teenaged Captain clenches his own hand, making more cracks run up Housen's arm before the vermillion head rounded a foot out, catching the older Yato on the side, making more cracks appear and sending Housen further into the room.

And Kamui doesn't hesitate in following.

"Captain!"

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A feathered covered head twitches and the crow pins beady black eyes on to the dust covered heart that twists and bubbles and turns in on itself-

And there's a blue glow cutting through red coloured ash.

Twitching its head again, the crow lifts its wings and jumps off of the banister to land on roof tiles.

Hopping once, twice, three times, the black feathered bird leans forward to blink a black eye at the small blue stone sitting in the place of the heart.

Blinking once again, the crow moves to pick the stone up with the front of its beak before leaning its head back to drop the stone down its throat.

The bird shook before turning to the dead body lying in a pool of red.

Walking over to the carcass the crow tilts its head to the side, leans forward and-

Hollow bones splinter.

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Bloodthirsty grin pulled up at lips as ocean blue eyes look down at the grey and cracked skin form of Housen lying in a pile of rubble – both arms turned to a rocky dust, one ankle shattered to a dust and a leg lying at an angle it shouldn't – and Kamui lifts a tai chi shoe covered foot above Housens' heart.

Ocean blue, bloodlust filled eyes met old and dying eyes.

And Kamui stomps.

Skin, muscle, bones and organs shatter.

And Kamui lifts his foot back up.

And stomps.

Again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And-

Kamui stops.

And ocean blue eyes blink out of a blood lust filled haze.

Because a heavy hand lands on the top of his head.

And he knows that hand – despite how many years it's been since that hand has ruffled his hair.

"That's enough Kamui. He's dead."

And he knows that voice.

Slowly Kamui turns his head to look over his shoulder and the first thing he picks up is the colour of red because it's everywhere.

Covering more than half of silver coloured hair.

Running down paler then normal skin.

Dying white.

Ocean blue eyes pull over tired crimson before looking down at the others' chest because there's a hole running right through-

And all he finds is skin bubbling and twisting as it moves over raw muscle mass right where the hole should be-

"Gin." Is all Kamui says, voice cracking as he turns to properly face his older brother and the hand in his hair pulls him forward.

"That a secret technique you're going to share, White Rabbit?" Abuto's voice calls over the room as he stops walking over to the pair, charcoal eyes taking in the skin pulling over raw muscle because bloody hell he should be dead.

Gintoki snorts before placing lips into vermillion coloured hair, crimson eyes locking onto old and dead eyes, "Wish I knew, Scruffy. Wish I knew."

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"Gin-chan!" Kagura's voice makes it to them and the three male Yatos look up to the banister Kagura was leaning over, bight blues lighting up with glee and relief and she takes in the red covered and topless form of Gintoki – his top balled up in a mix of white, blue and red in his hand – Kamui with dry blood rubbed into the skin of his hands and face and Housen – what should be Housen if she's placing the greasy head right – lying in a pile of dust and rubble with no arms and barely any chest just as Shinpachi and Seita run into the room behind her, "We did it!"

Gintoki's shoulders drop down just a little and she knows Gintoki is taking in each of them and a lopsided smile pulls at his lips, "That you did."

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Music sounds across the sun lit city and a hand gently moves a shattered neck back into place and lead coloured eyes hold still over the birds' stomach.

"How different are you, White Rabbit Gintoki?"

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How long am I giving up my couches for, Kamui?

Few days. Take at least that long for word of Housen's death to reach the ears of the old coots and they can't yell at me if I'm on route when word of it gets to them.

You better be paying for your own food brat.

Aww, Gin.

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Cliff Hanger End