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Moments

Prompt#12:Child

In a balmy Sunday afternoon, a young woman with vibrant red hair and ocean blue eyes walks down the streets of Edo to visit her most beloved family. She was none other than the infamous Yorozuya's Yato girl Kagura, or as she was known today as Okita Kagura. Yes, the china monster had finally married the Sadistic prince of the Shinsengumi, much to her three father's ire. She was happily married for bout two weeks now, however subjective the word happy was.

Because one can can only gaze wondrously at the public property damage done by the monstrous couple during one of their domestic disputes. Though those disputes occured more often at the time of courtship, today the couple relaxed in each others arms and gazed at the night sky together.

Pushing all disgustingly romantic thoughts out of her head, Kagura smoothed back her dress around the abdominal area and slid open the door without another thought, she never did quite catch up on those manners and ettiqutte lessons her Anego had given her years earlier that she may or may not have picked up on to impress a certain sadist.

Her tact if anything had grown worse in the years of her sudden femnine growth, as she still picked her nose in public and said incorrigible things that would make most women and space sailors cover their faces in shame, and if it was anything to go by, her slight jabs at Shimura Shinpachi's 'still single' status.

Stepping into the comfy apartment, she threw her shoes off on the shoe rack and raced off into the living area where she could hear the terrifying wailing of her somewhat siblings. Indeed, she watched her very tired "mother" shooting glares over at her lazy father, who was unceremoniously reading jump on the couch and ignoring the screeching of his twin demons.

Kagura walked over to the tilted chabudai table and picked up the chubby two-year old who could have been the spitting image of his mother and hugged him tightly in her arms, shortly enough those terrifying wails had simmered down to coos and hiccups. Tsukuyo smiled gently at, relieved at the girl's intervention, though not before throwing a few well-aimed kunai's at her "husband's" head, which garnered a few indignant responses of their own.

It was like every other Sunday that the pretty China girl had reserved to spend time with her so-called parents. The twins would screeh to their heart's content over whatever emotion they couldn't convey, while they all had conversations over their wails, an hour or so later, the Yorozuya jimi would show up with snacks and be given insults at by the door. That in itself, would result in a insult-off (Yorozuya edition, now censored due to the Sakata children's terrible two's stage.) sooner than later, things would dim down soon after that (while the twins have already drifted off to dreamland), then the four of them would casually slip into conversation. It wasn't ever routine or stiff, even years after everyone acquired their own life, the Yorozuya were still bonded strongly.

One could guess that, that's how family is in its natural essence, it never mattered that none of them were blood related, they treated one another like kin and that was that. Though whether any of them would utter it or even acknowledge without pulling a tsundere, was a completely different story.

However this Sunday was a particularly tense Sunday for the Yato woman. She had been so sick lately, she hadn't even left her room. Her kind husband had suggested she become his new police siren, she however had not found the joke funny as she couldn't even speak without turning green lately. It was to Kagura's many suspicions that the sadist has tried to poison her at first, though anyone she spoke of this suspicion to only had given her a crazy look and walked away without saying anything. So she kept an extra lookout for him when he fixed dinner, something he had done too much of as of late.

Very suspicious.

Of course it could have just been him being a caring husband and not wanting to strain his already sick wife, but since when was the sadist ever nice or kind or even husband material. she mused.

She had taken the time to look through his things for poison or other likenesses, but alas nothing came up. The asshole took record showers and had a habit of being a very thin sleeper, now that she thought about it maybe that's why he was never adverse to sleep in public parks because he had the reflexes to back it up if any miserable idiot attempted to rise him or much less attack. So she stuck to looking through the house for substances that could be causing this sickness. She was nauseous, sleepy, feverish and worst of all felt incredibly weak, to the point where she couldn't even lift the crates of sukonbu she had purchased at the market.

Sukonbu.

Sukunbo...o

Oh the worst part of it all was...no she couldn't bear to say it...she just hated it, hated the taste of her once so favored snack. She had crates of them at her home, crates! And all she could do was stare longlingly with her eyes as her body reacted to the pickled seaweed as if it was the worst possible thing.

Damn that sadist! What was he feeding her?!

Having enough of her self-pity and sadness over the loss of sukonbo appetite, she went through all of Sougo's drawers and cabinets, only ending up finding nothing out of the ordinary, only a doggy collar, but it was much smaller.

!

Kagura's head snapped up with break neck speed...That bastard! He was having an affair.. that would explain his suspicious behavior and his apparent nceness, out of guilt, she caught those looks he had given her, while she would eat dinner with less enthusiasm, which was a blasphemic sight all on its own. His expression would remain the dead panned skeezy sadist trademark face, but beyond those would lie an under current of worry and guilt. Now it all made sense, oh she will show him, she thought as she whipped her head to the opposite wall to check the date.

Wait a minute, it was the second of July, which meant another bad news. Okita Kagura was very late, she counted back the days as both Anego and her doctor had instructed her. Growing up Kagura went through a very turbulent Puberty, which included many nights staying awake with stomach cramps and even worse appetite increase, Gin-chan had been furious, having to pay extra money for food and now sanitary pads and on top of that she even wouldn't let him sleep with her whimpering and groaning.

Kagura relished at that as payback, he was finally getting back those nights he would spend with tsukky 'inconspicuously' thinking she couldn't hear anything when she heard more than she ever intended to out of them. She could possibly recount the process of her beloved twin sibling's creation if she thought hard enough. But just having those memories at the edge f her mind made her nauseous, even worse than Anego's spicy tamagoyaki recipe.

She marveled at how the Shinsengumi's gorilla commander and his surprisingly adorable son could stand her cooking.

No time to be distracted! She just found out two devastating news in one go. She, if she counted right was possibly nine weeks pregnant, on top of that her husband is a conniving cheating lying sadist bastard who was trying to poison her and she has only been married two weeks, and why were those symptoms just showing up, why is the authoress such a moron and not researching actual pregnancy cases! She was upset to the point of tears now.

Strewing the doggy collar back in the drawer and hastily closing it. She grabbed her purple parasol and raced to the convenience store to buy the infamous piss stick, that was her only salvation now. Rushing back home with the package in hand, she set it down on the sink counter and sat herself down on the toilet seat, massaging her temples. She decided she would plot murder later, now, the test, to calm her own frustrations.

And well what do you know, the world was going to hell, Okita Kagura was pregnant with the Okita seed spawn. She tossed the stick and box inside the garbage and wrapped up the garbage bag and tossed it in the big trashcan outside.

Later that night, Sougo slipped into bed, trying to spoon the hell out of his adorable wife, when she promptly turned over and threw up her dinner all over his chest. Revenge was only beginning.

She snapped out of her reverie at the sight of Gin-chan shaking the living daylights out of her.

Oi, what the hell's the matter with you? Is Sofa-kun treating you so well that you zone out when you aren't around him?" he asked in his dead panned way while he picked at his ear. Kagura shook her head and looked around for something to clutch at, she was reminded for the first time since last night of her dear, beloved husband. She was once again drowning in thought that she didn't even notice Gin-chan wiping his ear wax on her forehead and ushering a newly arrived Shinpachi in.

Kagura was dancing around the subject that was in question dancing around the edges of her mind. They were family, if anything they would be the first to help. And if it meant help her stow away the body of her soon to be deceased husband and running away to space, then so be it. She clutched her teacup closer to her chest and looked down at the murky green liquid which appeared colorless in the equally green cup.

Tsukky's cooking improved it seems. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see it was her big sister figure giving her a soft smile, she could tell then, that something was troubling Kagura. Tsukuyo turned to Gintoki with a glare and turned her gaze back at Kagura, her eyes growing a bit softer, indicating, Gintoki should address whatever was worrying his daughter.

Gintoki could only sigh, he was getting to old for this. Of course he was happy with the twin and all, even more so that his 'Dia/Block' joke turned into a reality, a prophecy if you might call it. But when you are a parent running on four to five hours of sleep because your precious bundles of joys wouldn't stop screaming at the top of their lungs, you just can't help but want to run away. However he knows that if he so even makes that joke, he would wake up in an empty house with no annoying mirror images crawling and running about with strawberry milk cartons (kiddy size, mind you), making him a proud daddy.

Of course, looking at the Yato girl in front of him filled him with a pride he wouldn't voice out in public. She was after all his first-born. And no argument would change that. She was the reason that he had no hesitance at raising his own kids and one day die surrounded by grandchildren.

He smiled to himself recalling the past event of the last two years. Otae's marriage to the gorilla and the birth of the handsome gorilla spawn, the birth of Dia and Block, the revelation of his precious daughter's affairs with the damn tax robber kid and begrudging blessings he bestowed upon them a good two weeks ago.

But the sad look on her face didn't sit right with him, did that bastard say something stupid to her again? He would think at least marriage would mature that dumbass up a little, but he has been wrong before.

"Kagura, what's wrong?" he asked, treading lightly, the matters were trivial at best, but women were fickle creatures that everyone should be fearful of.

Kagura only shook her head and back to gazing at her half filled cup of tea, her sukunbo packet lay unopened on the table. The shocking sight had Shinpachi choking on his own tea and sputtering at first. Gintoki and Shinpachi shared a look, whatever the matter was, whether trivial or not, deeply upset their third man. Tsukuyo observed the dynamics silently, she was a bystander even though she was "legally" part of the family, she took a look back at the two deeply sleeping children on the futon cuddled up against one another and smiled to herself, never did she imagine herself as a mother, but life was weird like that.

Speaking of children, her attention snapped back to the pretty Yato. Tsukuyo had known something was wrong from the beginning when Kagura walked in, she seemed pale, even more so than usual and with a quiet anger she hadn't seen on the girl ever before. However, she knows not to pry even if she is concerned, when Kagura would feel comfortable, she'd tell them.

"Gin-chan, I am Pregnant." Kagura said in a small voice, so unlike her.

Gintoki only looked at her with a raised eye brow at first and then slowly nodded. He raised his big carton of Strawberry milk to his lips and took a big gulp, slowly the words started making sense.

Kagura...only married...two weeks...prior engagement with Sougo, unheard of by everyone else.

There was a deafening silence in the comfortable apartment, the atmosphere turning very chilly.

"I think he is cheating on me." Kagura continued, fiddling with the hem of her scarlet cheongsam.

The atmosphere grew even more tense, the milk carton now still tipped on Gintoki's lips was just dropping all the milk, while Shinpachi's right eye twitched, whether in outrage or disbelief, no one could tell.

All Tsukuyo felt was a wind and the sound of her twins disturbed crying, and she sighed to herself, telling herself that everything would be fine as she pulled her son and daughter in her arms and rocked them lightly.

Okita Sougo felt a chill run down his spine and looked out of his cabin's window, the sky was darkening as if an omen was about to befall somewhere.

He hoped it was Hijikata, but he also hoped that omen left enough of Hijikata for him to finish off by landing the killing blow. He closed the manila envelope he was holding in his hand and dropped it by the table and walked to the open fusuma and giving his body a good stretch, he took a light nap that made him feel deader than usual, plus on top of that he had gotten zero paperwork done.

He didn't worry about it though, he will let the first division or Hijikata-san handle it, after all. The light summer showers were both refreshing and annoying, but now they were more the former. He loosened the cravat around his neck and stretched his neck from side to side, loosening the kinks on his neck, until he spotted something very red coming straight at him with something purple he didn't need to squint to tell what or in this case who it was. He lazily drew his sword, having the decency at keeping it sheathed, to block away his dear wife's enraged and uncalculated attacks.

She was exerting a lot of force, he pondered why and ran a checklist of things he might or might not have done. If he recalled right, he had been the dream husband for the past week, he was kind and considerate and he only thought about adding tabasco to her bland onigiri instead of adding it.

"China, stop." he said in his usual emotionless voice. When the woman wasn't relenting, he took matters to his own hands and parried her parasol out of her grasp. That only took a second for her to launch herself at him, causing them both to hit the ground, though she was on top of him.

"Why?" she nearly screamed in his face. She couldn't take this, how dare he, how could he, she was about to get up and land some major kicks in that pretty boy face of his however she was stopped by arms coming to encircle her midsection, firmly, almost hurting her.

"Let me go! You damn sadist, you think you own me -" her words were cut off by a hand being planted on her mouth.

"You scream too much China, I told you, you would be the perfect person for the job, I need a new siren anyways."

"You bastard, you lied to me, y-you've been poisoning me too."

Okita raised an eyebrow at that, his arms had become a tad bit looser. "Come again?"

Kagura rolled her yes and struggled to get free from his grasp, who does he think he is anyways, she won't waste her time with him, she will leave, file for divorce and take everything he owns, she cackled inwardly, but it was a hollow kind of cackle.

His arms had finally come loose and he was sitting up, his pristine white shirt now muddled with grass stains and mud, she didn't have much time to react, when he pulled her on to his lap, "Now why," he said as he pushed her bangs out of her eyes, "would I be poisoning you?"

The girl on his lap gave no answer.

"More importantly, how? You amanto monster are probably immune to everything."

Not to a broken heart.

She wanted to kick herself for thinking that, it was the cheesiest and most creepy thing she ever thought of.

"And why would I risk my Child in that process?"

Kagura looked straight at his, surprise etching her expression, "Y-you know? but how?"

Sougo rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time, what a dumb monster girl, "China, you have been throwing up non-stop since the wedding night, you threw up on me last night, not to mention this." he pulled out the piss stick she used yesterday.

"Gross, what the hell, sadist?!" she threw the pregnancy test as far away from her as possible. "Where the hell did you find that?" she asked while rubbing her palms furiously on the grass.

"I facilitate garbage cans."

Kagura called bullshit, he relented, "I sent Zaki to look through the trashcans, i knew sooner or later you'd figure it out, only took you 5 weeks, impressive. I though it'd be the last moment when you would go into labor thinking you needed to take a shit, that you'd find out."

She punched him right in the jaw, something he didn't see coming.

"You cheater! I found your little toy!" She exclaimed, furiously pointing her fingers at him, Sougo froze, thinking exactly the thing she was.

"No," he whispered, "it's a toy, I am not cheating, and I am not a pedophile like danna, that I would need a doggy collar that small." he answered back smartly.

"Liar! You are just covering up for your whore! Well I am leaving you, you bastard, and I am taking everything!" she answered back snidely, she knew the rules, she is entitled to half his pay check, since she gets no real salary as a Yorozuya. It didn't help the broken heart or the broken marriage.

Sougo got up slowly and grasped Kagura by her shoulders, she looked tired and defeated, even if it was a victory theoretically, it was a hollow one. "No, you don't get to leave me China, and there is no one." he stated, in a calm voice, as if this was all as unphasing to him as everything.

Kagura hesitated, "I-I don't believe you, why would you be so nice and act all guilty then?" Sougo only sighed in annoyance, at least he was getting somewhere with cancelling these ridiculous accusations.

"You said you wanted a normal marriage, and only wanted to get married when you find someone you love. I knew about this way before that, we had a shotgun marriage."The last of the sentence fell on her like heavy weight, but it was lifted just as quickly, the sadist would go far enough to remember something she shared while basking in the after glow of casual romping a year before these events took place. What did that say about him?

She accused him of something with a fickle piece of evidence because she was pushing on an inevitable paranoia that had stewed within her since her marriage. She was so inclined to the idea of betrayal and broken promises from her experiences that she didn't realize this, but it was also his fault for being such a moody bastard.

She wrapped her arms around him slowly and leaned her head on his exposed collar-bone. "You remembered?" she asked, it was rhetorical, but it gained her a scoff and an insult, she punched him in the arm and looked at him with her annoyed face again, "What kind of father buys a doggy collar for his kid?"

Sougo only groaned and pulled her in his arms again. Enjoying the feel of the warm, tantalizing breeze and a china girl who fit him perfectly in his arms. He was slightly apprehensive when he found out about the news being confirmed, but he was ready to take it in strides. It couldn't be that bad anyway.

"I told Gin-chan and Shinpachi too."

Then there goes the peace of the evening and possibly his life.

Author's note: This needs a continuation? Yes? No? Throw bricks at me? Leave me a message or a review.

Due to certain circumstances, I might be abandoning this account and continuing Moments and Paper Planes in another account.