A/N: Yo! I'm sincerely sorry for this rather slow (and short) update! I've just been super busy and shit– school, friends, reading, etc.
Gotta say, this chapter is just utter crap. So, I'll hurry up and quit blabbering so that you guys can read in peace.
Spelling & Grammatical errors are all mine.
PS: Sorry if nothing is coherent. Ask questions, if ya want. Also, I just realized that this is a bit AUish. Whoopsie. XD
Enjoy
-Chapter Nine-
Tsukuyo sucked on her kiseru, shutting her eyes as she did so. Once the nicotine flooded her system, she blew the smoke out in little gray circles.
She allowed herself a weary sigh as she gazed up at the dark night sky. She stepped carefully, as she must do to be safe and secure when she was reluctantly in her own thoughts. She easily reached the place she'd been heading towards, a small, sad smile gracing her lips.
Otose's Snack House
Her smile faltered when she saw that Gintoki's bedroom light illuminated the surrounding area outside of his relatively small window. She peered, from afar, into the window.
Shock went through her at the sight she saw.
She saw two figures, both male. One, she knew most definitely, was Gintoki, but the other, she wasn't sure. She hit her bottom lip as tears threatened to fall from her eyes.
What she saw pained her deeply. It was the sight of two men embracing passionately. As if love was the only thing on their minds, and nothing in the world could cause them harm or pain...
Katsura sat next to Takasugi, their hands clasped tightly together. They watched– well, leered– at the figure of their love interest.
Zura had his hand tied up in a high ponytail, pink and flamboyant sunglasses donning the tip of his nose as he peered over them. His outfit was much more uncomfortable than his usual, well-worn yukata. The outfit consisted of a pair of tight green skinny jeans, which showed off his nice ass, and his top was a purple shirt consisting of lace and frills every-which-way, pissing him off as he wore it.
The reason why he was dressed in such ridiculous attire? Well, to not get noticed by Gintoki, or any Shogunate Dogs for that matter, was to dress in the most comical way, so that the attention they attracted was just weird looks, not suspicious ones.
He turned his attention from his lover boy to Takasugi Shinsuke, whom had donned a similar fashion style, except his sunglasses were bright yellow, his jeans were crimson red, and his blue top was something along the lines of a woman's tank top.
He nodded inwardly his approval at the sight. To be absolutely truthful, Takasugi wasn't horrible to look at, he was actually relatively sexy and handsome, in a crazy/psycho/sadist kind of way. He had to admit, if he'd never fallen for Gintoki, Katsura would have most definitely gone after Shinsuke, even if the guy was slightly irritating and almost always calling him his most hated name, 'Zura'.
With an unnoticeable shudder, he went back to spying on the damn sexy perm head. He shifted his position, nearly removing his hand from Takasugi, and winced when his palm was squeezed hard enough to nearly snap his bones.
He noted that Gin seemed distracted; more distracted than Katsura had ever seen him. He raised his eyebrows at the sight when the permy bastard shook his head, probably rejecting the offer of a fuck date.
Well, he sincerely hoped that he was rejecting something along those lines, mainly because Zura didn't enjoy sharing his Gintoki with anyone, even one-night flings. Even though he would never openly admit this to anyone, let alone the Yorozuya, he was quite possessive whenever he ended up in a relationship. Jealousy always seemed to come into play. Maybe that was why he'd ended up in just a fuck-buddy type of relationship with him. Also, he liked the sex too much.
Yeah, Gintoki was that good. The damned Yorozuya made Katsura CRAVE his touches; crave the feeling of having that deliciously sized dick shoved so far up his ass that when Gin came, he could almost feel the pulsing of that cock in his throat.
Gulping noticeably, Katsura felt himself go hard at the thought. He quickly crossed his legs, so that the bulge in his jeans wouldn't be noticeable. He noted that skinny jeans definitely were not the thing for guys to wear when they went to a strip club, or any place that'd make a man get an erection in the blink of an eye.
People milled about, different arrays of clothing and styles about. There was a probable reason to why everyone about was dressed either too fanciful or too sloppily. Thankfully, Takasugi had been the one to choose their outfits, or else they'd probably both be crossdreesing, although Zura didn't mind in the least.
A bored expression plastered on Takasugi's face, he turned to Katsura. "Zura, I'm bored. Let's just get going, we won't see anything useful yet, ya know? He probably already knows we're stalking him."
"Eh? But...but Gintoki...he's...up to something...I just know it! Something that'll really piss that bastard Hijikata off!"
Groaning in exasperation, Takasugi patted the top of Katsura's head. "Mm, if you really say so. But it IS the first day. Who knows how long we'll be watching him; maybe soon enough we'll see something to case their 'relationship' to collapse in on itself, hm?"
"True..."
"Good Zura. Now, let's get outta here. I have the feeling those Shogunate dogs are also watching Gintoki..."
They left, hand in hand.
With a defining crackle and pop, Gintoki stretched out his back from his nap. He felt thoruroughy drowsy and tired as hell– all naps made him that way.
He scratched the back of his neck, and then the top of his head. He felt tingly, as if he was being watched. Maybe it was just his nerves. Highly unlikely, since the Shinsengumi were watching over him, in case he came into contact with Zura.
He considered their watchful gazes and hushed whispers complete and utter bullshit, but he would have to deal with them for the time being. At least until they wither caught Zura, or got bored with him and found him useless.
Groaning, he barely took a step from the couch, only to hear someone knocking, rather loudly, on the door. He shuffled over, sliding the shoji open with a slam.
"Oi, let me in, bastard."
"Ooh, Oogushi-kun~, what a pleasure!" He moved out of the way as Hijikata stormed into his home. He blinked rapidly at the angered appearance of the raven-haired male.
"T'ch, it's not exactly a pleasure, bastard."
Gintoki raised his brows, and questioned, "How so?"
"You fuckin know why it's not a goddamn pleasure! You sick fuck! I now understand why you've been after me this whole damn time!" Hijikata snarled, his face set deep in rage.
"Ne, Oogushi-kun, since when have I been after you? I don't remember ever trying to court and/or fuck you."
"Sonofabitch, what about this past week!? What was up with you trying to fuck me while I was drunk, huh, huh?!"
Gintoki smirked. "Ah, that's what you meant. You only asked me to, and I never defy another man's wishes when it come to sexual activities."
"Slut."
"I know I am, so your point is?" The angry cloud that was surrounding Hijikata slowly dispersed, leaving behind a confused, and upset, looking vice commander.
Hijikata scoffed, turning his head to the side, making a point to look offended. "So, those few nights where I was intoxicated, they meant absolutely nothing to you?!"
"Of course they meant something, Oogushi-kun. I've wanted you for a while, but now I have the chance to finally take you," Gintoki stated, his stomach fluttering slightly.
In all actual truthfulness, he would never (under any circumstances) say something mushy and romantic to someone he wanted to bed. A few sweet words here and there, and it was so easy to drag them in and fuck them senseless. But, for some unknown reason, he felt the need to speak his mind, to speak his feelings, to this demonic man.
Under a vague sense of calm, Gintoki continued on, "You know...I might actually feel something for you akin to lo–"
He was immediately cut off when Kondou and Sougo stormed into his home, their faces wild and hair in disarray.
Kondou spoke first, his voice loud and booming. "Gintoki, Toshi, we might have a lead on where Katsura Kotarou and the man who took him might be!"
Gin froze, his eyes wide with shock.
They found Zura? MY Zura? Shit.
He didn't exactly want his fuck buddy to get caught and thrown back in jail. He certainly missed their sex; it was usually fantastic, unless one of them wasn't in the mood, then the other had to get the party-pooper in the mood. Which, sometimes, could be unbearably hard, especially when the pissy one was Katsura.
He turned his attention from his thoughts to the sight of Hijikata deep in thought also, his eyebrows furrowed as his mind shuffled through every bit of information he received. He then looked straight in Kondou's eyes.
"Lead the way, Kondou-san."
They left Gintoki's home, causing the poor perm head to choose between following or staying put. Either way, he'd have to deal with some type of repercussion. So, he chose the former, following the three Shinsengumi officers decisively.
TAP.
SIGH.
TAP. TAP.
SNORT.
TAP. TAP. TAP.
COUGH.
TAP. TAP. TAP. TAP.
BANG.
"Fuckin quit it, you bitches!" An exasperated Shimura Tae bellowed.
A quirk of lips from Sacchan, a scoff from Otose, a frown from Kyuubei, and finally a solemn blowing of smoke circles from Tsukuyo.
"All right, then. Now, let's get on to our business. Any more information on the man that Gintoki is trying to date, fuck, love, whatever?" She questioned, her brown eyes nearly expressionless, except for the tiny sliver of fear.
Three heads shook, but one nodded. "Okay, Otose-san, speak."
"T'ch, you shouldn't be telling me what to do, brat," Otose snarled. She then took a long drag from her cigarette, and continued. "Well, it seems that the young Hijikata-san has been spending much more time with Gintoki since the first day he arrived at my snack house."
"And how long ago was that?"
Otose tapped her chin lightly as she thought. "Mm...about a week ago. Maybe even less than that, but the demon vice commander has been around more often, along with that gorilla Kondou-san and sadist Okita-san."
Two women scoffed, one being Otae, the other being Sacchan.
They replied in harmony, "We already knew this!"
The older woman glared at the two, her perfectly manicured eyebrows raising up. "I'm not finished, brats." She sighed and fixed her yukata. "As I was saying, it seems that something has happened with a current sex friend of Gintoki, Kotarou."
All the other women in the room stared at her in confusion. "Kotarou?"
"Ah, yes, you might know him as Zura, since Gintoki has always seemed to speak of him as such," she informed them, a smirk playing on her lips.
All women went 'ooooohhhhh', then nodded as if they understood. They probably didn't. Otose didn't really give a shit one way or another. She just wanted to get the story on the road.
So, she did. "So, Ko– ZURA, it seems, had been recently broken out of the Shinsengumi headquarters by an unknown. And it is highly possible for Zura to start something once again with Gintoki. Any suggestions on how to keep Gintoki away from both of those raven-haired men?"
Tsukuyo raised her hand up. "I have an idea, sort of."
"Continue..."
All eyes were on the blonde.
She smirked, her scar suddenly seeming sinister.
Hijikata squawked when he was pounced upon by the big, fluffy, fur-ball of an Inugami. He growled inwardly as a big wet tongue licked up the side of his face, his eyes set into a glare.
He had the biggest of urges to just shove the goddamn dog off of him, although he held back, since that one young girl, Kagura, was angrily chatting away with Sougo. He really did not want to piss her off, since he would most likely feel her Yato wrath in areas that he didn't want hit, punched, or pounded to oblivion. Aka, his dick.
He frowned when his thoughts trailed off to what Gintoki was saying earlier, but was quickly distracted when a powerful jaw engulfed his head. He stared blankly around at the wet interior of a huge ass mouth.
He grunted, and made sure not to move, in case the damn Inugami decided to chomp down on his head and end Hijikata's ridiculously cigarette-prived life.
He heard a snort, and then the vaguely annoying voice of Kagura. The jowls of the huge dog opened up, allowing Hijikata to fall to the ground with his hair wet with slobber and his whole body ungarcefully shaking from rage.
A hand clasped his forearm. He looked to the side and down, staring face-to-face with a grinning Sougo.
"Oi, don't look at me that way, bastard sadist," he said menacingly, or as menacingly as he could with his hair a complete rat's nest.
Okita just grinned. "Ne, Hijikata-saaaaan. How was the doggie's mouth? Enjoy it much?"
Hijikata scoffed angrily. "As fucking if. It was disgusting."
"Everything seems to be 'disgusting' to you, Oogushi-kun," Gintoki input, his body showing how lazy he was just by standing there.
Sonofabitch.
"I—"
The moon shone softly, casting glimmering light through the curtain-less window. A vague sound echoed throughout the room, the throbbing noise bouncing off of everything, except the two motionless figures curled up on the bed in the direct center of the room.
One of the unconscious figures groaned aloud, and then snuggled in closer to the second, face nuzzling into the neck of the latter.
A defining screech resounded throughout the room as the wooden shoji was slammed open, a deformed, angry male glaring at the slowly awakening, and sleepy, gazes of the two figures.
Goddamnit, —! — is mine!" The much older male nearly screeched, his long blond hair falling into his face.
Silvery locks fell into a sleepy and doe-eyed face, childish red eyes staring at the fuming male. "Sensei, I–"
"I don't give a bloody shit about what you're about to say! He," sensei pointed at the other figure in the bed, "was MINE! Tonight was supposed to be our night, damnit! And you fucking ruined it, you god forsaken slut. Disgusting!"
The silver-haired male bowed his head, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.
I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not–
Tears streamed down his face. "I-it wasn't my fault, sens–"
"Shut your whore mouth, —! You, —, you're coming with me. NOW."
And so the other figure got out of the bed, dressed, and left, not giving the teary-eyed male a second glance...
A/N: Yup yup, here we are once again! :) Review replies! ^^
Life Starts Forever: Hey! I'm very sorry for taking so long to update! And I'm glad you enjoyed! Your reviews mean so much, they give me a shit-eating grin, haha! :) Until next time! ^^
Karunebulous: Ohayou! :)
I really fucking loved playing around with Takasugi as a woman; hey, maybe he'll get to be one again sometime soon. Although, for this current chapter, I didn't give him much screen time. I gotta say though, he'll be a minor antagonist, and you might be able to guess who the primary antagonist shall be. If not, well, (s)he'll make another appearance soon enough! :D
Also, I'm not totally sure if I actually want Takasugi to be Gin-chan's first male. Maybe first actual 'true' fuck? Ahaha, this is sorta turning AUish, I've noticed. XD Whoops.
Oh, and the harem, sure as hell have plans for them! Well, primarily just one of them, although she'll receive help along the way. *hint hint* it's Tsukuyo :P
Shinpachi won't be set as a lover for Gin-chan, his feathers have just been ruffled by a certain orange-haired fourteen year old. XD
Sougo and Kondou's 'relationship'(should I call it that?) will come more into play soon! :3
And yes, I find plot bunnies quite easily, so even if you don't mean to leave them, I somehow find 'em! XD
Until next time! :3
Yuukilover: Thank you so much for reviewing! I'm glad you liked it! :) I hope you enjoyed this current chapter! ^^