/ /Oh boy, this chapter has a close one, it's a lot smaller compared to the last one BUT it's because I broke it in two parts~ Enjoy chapter 7! Also make sure to leave reviews if you can and want, I love reading your opinions on the story so far ^w^/ /
Chapter 7: I don't care
Hijikata had fallen asleep on the Yorozuya's couch. After Gintoki had told him to rest up with the kind of atmosphere that had taken over the place sleeping was the only thing that he could do that didn't make him feel unreasonably guilty.
Gin arrived close to dusk and entered his house to find the sleeping demon vice chief on the couch. He sighed and went over to his room to get a blanket for the other man. He walked to the Vice commander and lay the sheet over him a smile working its way to his face.
"Tch, a man shouldn't look as adorable as you do Toshi" Gin's stomach made a flip as he examined the man below him.
He slept sideways, his black hair falling over his eyes…long pretty lashes lay low and his chest rose and fell in a good rhythm as he slept calmly. He had taken off his jacket and was only wearing his vest and the shirt under, the beginning of it mid opened exposing some of the man's soft tanned peach skin. Gintoki got closer, he sat down besides the couch, where Hijikata's face was, and stared. Hijikata looked so…peaceful in his sleep, even though he had those black spots under his eyes that told Gin the man hadn't been getting good night sleep. Was it even possible for the mayo freak to look this calm and at peace at all? Gin was sure the man couldn't, with all the shit that happened in Edo all the freaking time…wow, Gin had to stop for a second to admire Hijikata's lips. How could an idiot like this one have such pretty, tender looking lips anyway? They probably tasted of nicotine and mayonnaise yet they could still afford to look… kissable. No, hold that thought. Gintoki had kissed those lips before… cold and lifeless, but he had. And even though the evidence pointed that they would taste terrible… there was this small oddly sweet taste left in them behind all the death and coldness. What would they taste like now that they were full of…WHAT.
Gintoki threw himself backwards, surprisingly not hitting anything or waking the demon vice chief. What had he been thinking?! Okay, he knew his mind had gotten fucked up ever since Hijikata died from that slash and he had to bring him back, but he didn't know that it would get to this level! He only thought he started caring more for the idiot like he cared for Kagura and Shinpachi… not as a kissable love interest.
Hijikata mumbled in his sleep, moving a bit apparently trying to get comfortable. Gin got close again to try and sort out whatever the hell was going on in his head… instead he just felt more confused than anything. He took his hand to Hijikata's hair and stroke it, the soft silky locks slipping away smoothly through his fingers. The vice chief grinned in his sleep, as Gin smiled back. The unconscious Hijikata liked having his hair stroked like this while he slept.
Gin knew he had his differences with Hijikata, and that he did not like him for being an annoying pest as well as he did hate the fact he was a mayo freak… but he also knew now that the same annoying, mayo loving idiot had managed to get a special place in Gin's heart. No, Gintoki was no fool when it came to these dangerous things, love and such. That sounded about right, love.
"Do you know how fucking annoying your existence has gotten to be for me? Do you even know how much of a problem you pose right now for MY way of living?" Gin spoke in a soft loving voice, one that probably no one alive had heard him use before. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I might be falling for you and I don't care if it's bad or not"
"hmmmff, baka… Sakata…Gintoki…" The black head was mumbling again, his cheeks turning some odd pink color. "Curious…your lips…"
Well that was incredibly understandable. Gin's lips what? Gin remembered that earlier today Hijikata had asked him how his lips had felt. He started trying to piece things together and arrived at only one conclusion, the one he didn't want to reach. Gintoki wasn't the only one thinking insane, Hijikata had been too. If only that slasher hadn't fucking hurt Hijikata, none of this stupid ass confusion would have beaten them up as badly as it was.
"Curious? You're not the only one…" Gin found himself looking intently at Hijikata's lips.
He thought about how much he wanted to find out how those lips tasted. In just a few minutes it had become his biggest obsession, the question that was eating him up and would probably never let him sleep enough again. He kneeled besides the couch, slowly nearing his face to the other's and just when he could feel their lips brush each other Kagura's voice was heard on the other room.
"Gin-chaaaaan I'm hungry, let's go eat!" She said clearly walking to where Gin was now.
Gintoki got away from Hijikata and stood up doing his best to look as if he wasn't doing anything completely out of his character.
"Gin-chaaaaaaaan… please… I'm starving" Kagura walked into the room with black circles under her puffy eyes. She had really cried herself to sleep. "Plotting someone's death is tiring" Or maybe not.
"In that case you shouldn't plot assassinations, you're not a ninja like that crazy masochist purple head, Kagura" Gintoki said putting up an annoyed expression. "The slasher is still at large, so if we're going out to eat we have to be prepared to kick some criminal ass."
"Oi, I'm going too. Where your lot walks, trouble follows " Hijikata said as he straightened up on the couch, he stretched his arms and yawned.
"well, who else was going to pay for our food?" Gin replied with a sort of evil smirk on his face. Oh shit, how long had he been conscious? Had he noticed when Gin almost kissed him?! "Let's go bastard Mayora, besides eating we have a slasher to catch"
"And some pickled sea weed to buy after we get our cash, ho ho ho~!" Kagura added dashing off through the front door before the other men.
For a second the atmosphere got all awkward again, and Gin was forced to look at Hijikata's face. He was blushing, it was faint, but it was there. Toshiro Hijikata was blushing. Gin gulped down and trying to regain their rival atmosphere he insulted Hijikata and told him to move. The black head complied and they both got out of the Odd Jobs growling and barking at each other. Little did they know, how restless their hearts seemed to be about this whole situation.
