WARNING!Spoilers of chapters 557 and priors!
Part.1
- Rêvons nos vies, vivons nos rêves -
The following days were nothing but a series of quite awful tasks for the silver-haired samurai.
Albeit he should have been more than happy to have new jobs to do, and thus money to replenish his wallet, every single mission the Yorozuya had to do seemed to remind him that he was all alone, without his new 'girlfriend' whom he was so eager to see again...
Day one: Mascot plush in an amusement park.
Shinpachi was a faithful four-eyed dog and Kagura an awfully strong bunny. Gintoki? An odious whitish cat yelling at the stupid lovey-dovey couples he could see.
Day two: Bodyguard.
A crazy and heartbroken man wanted to abduct his childhood friend before her marriage into a rich family whom he was badly jealous. Gintoki beat the stalker-bastard to death, as he couldn't pass his nerves on the happy newlyweds who happened to be the salary giver.
Day three: The silver-haired samurai dreamed about the past when he was still a brat learning under Yoshida Shouyou-sensei. Alas, these memories soon turned into a nightmare and he woke up under the b*lls of a certain duck-like Amanto, only to find out that the stupid Zura had made him an even more infamous terrorist. Later, he met the ex-Mimawarigumi member, Imai Nobume, and heard about her job request as well as the whereabouts of the Kiheitai's remnants.
Day four: On his way from the combini back to his apartment, Gintoki turned over Shinpachi's voice who called desperately to him. Then, he saw from his very eyes the reason why the teenager was freaked out: on his desk was Kagura's letter and request for leave of absence...
A few hours later, as promised, Tsukuyo made a call to ask him out for a meal.
-It ain't no date, she explained.
It was the worst timing ever, but he really wanted to see her. Being with her would certainly help him forget about all the shit that just happened to fall on his shoulders. Hence, he gladly accepted her offer to take off his afternoon.
~...~
When the samurai arrived at the park, like she had explained earlier on the phone, Tsukuyo had arranged a picnic meal to repay her debt.
The place was well chosen, located on a blanket over the fluffy grass and slightly shaded by a large tree. He had to admit that he was quite impressed for a no-date-meal...
She waved her hand to him and he walked up to join her.
-You sure didn't do things halfway, he observed.
Exposing a beautiful bento box made of lacquered wood, the blonde invited him to sit at her side.
- Hinowa help'd me to do it, she reassured.
Looking at all the kinds of yummy food shining in front of him, Gintoki felt his mouth drooling and his stomach hungry.
Tasting at everything, he fell on a rather odd shaped onigiri and could tell by her sudden blushing cheeks, that she surely had made this one herself.
He took a large bite and munched casually at the seasoned rice.
-Not bad, he stated while she let out a relieved breath.
They both enjoyed their peaceful meal like one of these stupid lovey-dovey couples he had cursed so badly.
Nevertheless, Tsukuyo was a courtesan before everything and thus, had the good idea to bring cherry blossom flavored sake for the samurai. She poured a cup of the booze and gracefully extended it to him. He thanked her, faintly embarrassed and she joined him with a cup of tea.
Looking at an unknown thing, he asked what was the brown ball-shaped thing before him.
-It's a western dessert. I saw the recipe in a magazine...
-Oooh... dessert, huh?
-It's choc'late based. Please hav' a try.
"Chocolate? My, my..." Indeed, really impressive.
When his teeth pierced through the cake for his tongue to meet the sweet grout hidden inside, his nose bled.
-Gi-Gintoki! You okay?!
-Oh god... he mumbled, his hand over his mouth.
-Sorry! She voiced panicked. I ain't made for cooking after all...
-This... this is heaven! He shouted out loud.
The eyes closed and the head towards the sky, the samurai looked like a praying man.
-Wha-?
-It's delicious! What's this?!
-Re-really? She voiced, slightly embarrassed. It's a 'Chocolate lava cake'.
-Goddammit, Tsukuyo! You should have told me sooner that your special skill was dessert making!
He put another bite in his mouth, closing his eyes in a frown as if about to climax. She blinked, somewhat doubtful a dessert could feel this good (especially one she made) though she was a bit curious to taste it herself.
-I'm happy ya like it. I thought I mess'd up again.
-What, you mean you didn't taste it? He asked shocked.
-I ain't a sugar fan like ya, but Hinowa told me it was good an' I've faith in her skills, so...
He reluctantly eyed the last bite of his cake and managed to convince his inner self. Without warning, he gently pushed it through her lips and she had no choice but to eat it. He licked at his fingertips, all the while studying her reaction.
Her eyes widened at the just perfect sweetness and the sudden change of texture. She swallowed deeply and moistened her lips.
-It's... very good! She stated happily.
-Hell yeah! He nodded proudly.
She giggled at his overjoyed face and just when he was about to complain that she shouldn't make fun of people complimenting her, he saw a drop fall on her face. They both looked above them to see big and threatening grey clouds.
-...did you... watch the forecast, before planning an outdoor picnic? He asked, afraid to already know the answer.
-I din' hafta since the sun was so bright this mornin'
His eyebrow twitched.
-We better move out of here...
Hurrying to pack everything up, they fell into a downpour while running up to the samurai's apartment.
~...~
-ARGH! Are you an Ame Warashi* or what?! He grunted while taking off his soaked boots.
-Ya should ask yer precious Ketsuno ana! She retorted, wringing the water out of her hair.
-Oi, oi! She's got nothing to do with this, you know?! You're the only one who-
He stopped in his track when he saw her. Why was it that she wasn't looking like a stray dog anymore, like the first time she came to him with her clothes drenched?
-Who what? she asked, impatient.
Why did he feel a fire burn inside of him just by thinking of taking off her skin-sticking kimono?
-Gintoki?
Why did his heart beat like a drum when his eyes fell on her wet and glossy lips?
-...who can drive me so crazy without even knowing it... he mumbled in a whisper.
-What?
Suddenly, he pinned her against the nearest wall.
-The hell ya doin'?!
-Tsukuyo...
It wasn't her name that came out of his lips, it was the sweetest word ever. Looking at her with gleaming eyes like a beast ready to eat its prey, he whispered his desire to have her. She blushed at his honest and slightly crude avowal, but her heart only thumped in anticipation.
Eyeing her plump and delicious lips, he lifted her chin, slowly running his thumb on her lower one...
-Wait, Gintoki we're-Hpmf! ...before to crash his mouth over hers.
A bit reluctant at first, she gradually let her body melt against his, encircling his neck with her arms.
A sad thing to admit, but four days without seeing her, without touching her, without breathing her tobacco smell and without hearing her velvet moaning voice... that was damn too long for him to endure.
He let her catch her breath, leaving her mouth to lick at the raindrops rolling along her neck.
-Gi...Gintoki...
He was too hungry of her.
-Someone might come... she panted, eyeing the entrance door a few steps away.
-I told the kids you'd come here and that I didn't want them to bother us... he breathed against her skin, though it was a lie.
-Still...
At her request, he reluctantly looked at the door and managed to lock it with his overly outstretched arm.
-No one will come now, he announced before to kiss her again.
Soon, he opened the chest area of her kimono wider to expose her collarbone, revealing her small shoulders. She followed the move and grasped at his scalp, gently directing his head where she wanted to. Kissing every inch of her hot and moist skin, he crushed his body harder against hers, gripping at her waist and butt.
He had waited for this moment to come for four f*cking days and now, he couldn't stop anymore. He thought it would be, indeed, long and a bit lonely, but... when he saw her curvy lines through her soaked kimono, the cells of his body awakened as if it had been an eternity.
She was as eager as he was himself, though she wouldn't admit it. While their tongues danced together, she brushed the sleeve of his wet yukata off from his shoulder and let her hands roam on his chest. Then, she slid them under his black shirt to meet his toned muscles, feeling his loud and quickened heartbeat.
He let go of her in order to disengage his restrained left arm, but didn't bother to untie his belts and let the blue swirls hang on his waist. Instead, he hastened to throw off his shirt for her to enjoy the feel of his skin better and for him to enjoy the feel of her touch better.
Then, he slid his hand through the high slit of her kimono to take off her panty. She helped him with her legs and the lacy undergarment fell at their feet.
Now stroking the skin above her fishnet stocking, he gently lifted her leg up and all the while looking at her, entered slowly inside. She moaned and hooked that same leg on his hip. Hanging on to her ass, he moved in rhythmic thrusts while whispering her name in her ears.
She burned to feel him deeper, to feel him closer. It felt so good yet it wasn't enough. She called his name while gripping his neck and he understood she wanted more.
Lifting her whole frame with his strong arms, he crashed their two bodies harder into the wall. She crossed her legs around his waist, hooking her ankles together and sinking her nails into the skin of his back and scalp.
They both knew that never, they could go back to their previous life.
-AH! "deeper!"
He was the most addictive drug she had ever tasted.
-Yes! "harder!"
She was the sweetest dessert he had ever tasted.
*gasp* "more..."
She wouldn't mind dying of a lung cancer because of him.
-Gintoki! "I love you"
He wouldn't mind dying of diabetes because of her.
-Tsukuyo... "I love you"
They came together, with their clothes on and fully soaked from rain, now mixed with body sweat. He took some time to catch his breath, listening to her drumming heart through her chest where he rested his head. She also waited to recover, her legs too numb after that overstraining 'exercise' session.
~...~
The two of them in the bathtub, they both enjoyed the hot water as well as the warmth of each other's body.
When Gintoki had proposed to scrub her back, he saw some freshly-made bruises on it.
-Ah. Sorry about that, he said while grazing her skin.
-Huh?
Turning her head backward to look at his fingers, she replied;
-Ah, don' worry it's nothin'
-I got a little carried away there... he admitted, scratching his jaw.
-I've had far worse than these, ya know?
Landing his hands on her shoulders, he gently massaged her nape from the tips of his thumbs.
-...
-Let's say we're even then, 'kay?
He stopped, somewhat puzzled.
-I saw yers earlier, she explained while throwing a glance at them.
He lowered his gaze and saw two big and red marks on each side of his pelvis bone.
-Guess I got a lil' carried away there... she huffed.
If Tsukuyo hadn't told him, he wouldn't have realized she had almost crushed his waist with her powerful thighs.
"Geez... Yoshiwara's women sure are something"
Slowly, he let himself rest again the tub and lead her back to rest on his chest. She easily agreed and from his hugging arms, intertwined her fingers with his.
They stood silent for a moment, simply enjoying their relaxing bath in the quiet room and each other's embrace.
To be continued on Part.2
Ame-warashi (雨童女): rain sprite or rain maker (from xxxHolic wiki)
This chapter is a bit lighter than the previous ones, but it was way longer than I thought it would be, so I choose to split it in half.
Next part will come next Monday, so stay tuned!
