Alright! Since the last few chapters about this guy was just a bunch of crappy-ass jokes about his dick, time to start another arc about... Kamui! (Since so many people wanted him to come back.)

Not that I promise that these chapters aren't going to be just as crack as the last few.

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Oh, and BTW I am back from my vacation if any of you bothered to read my profile for the last five days. It was pretty awesome until it started raining. Go figure.


Kagura sat on the roof of the Yorozuya HQ and chewed on her sukonbu. She lifted up her umbrella and let a tiny shaft of sunlight touch her skin. It made her skin heat up immediately. After a moment her leg started to sting.

Kagura let the umbrella back down, cool shadows covering herself completely again. She was progressing. When she first came here if she got exposed to the summer sunlight for even an instant her skin would already be peeling.

Kagura sucked her seaweed into her mouth. Sweat slid down her face and dampened her neck. She chewed on the seaweed and swallowed. She heard a screech as a park parked hurriedly downstairs. Gintoki and Shinpachi were gone off, again. She looked down at the people who had just parked their car next to the Otose Snack Shop.

"Oi, if you're looking for Gintoki, he's not here..." Kagura stared down, one and a half feet away from the face of Okita Sougo.

Behind him, Hijikata looked out through the window of the police car. He lit his cigarette. He stood up and walked up the balcony. Once he got in front of the door, he reached up and grabbed Kagura and set her down. "Don't stand on the roof. It's dangerous."

Kagura opened the door and let Hijikata in. "Gintoki will be back soon, but if this is about you dogs of Bakufa wanting to capture Katsura, he said to beat you up." Okita sat down on the sofa like he owned it but Hijikata just stood behind him. He casually took a drag of his cigarette. "I'm just popping in to see if you got anything new."

The door opened and Gintoki glared into the eyes of his rival, evidently having listened to the conversation. "No, you aren't. You definitely came here on serious business." Hijikata lifted his eyebrows. "Really? Please enlighten us on how the master deduced this."

Okita looked up. "For one, you're so out of it that you lit your cigarette from the wrong end." Hijikata stared at his cigarette for a shocked moment, seeing that he had lit the orange-brown strip. Pungent smoke drifted to the ceiling. He tossed it into his ashtray. "Shut your trap, Sougo."

Okita shook his head and clicked his tongue and went back to a silent arm wrestling match with Kagura.

Shinpachi put down the groceries and set a stack of issues on Gintoki's desk, before going to brew a pot of tea. Kagura twisted Okita's arm all the way back, with multiple cracks, because in terms of sheer strength she is stronger, but Okita didn't make a sound, although his eyes did narrow and his teeth gnashed down on each other. Okita stretched his mouth in a forced grin so evil that gave Kagura goosebumps.

She pushed his arm back with the rest of her strength. There was a snapping sound. Okita continued smiling, and as if to add insult, he picked up his tea, that Shinpachi had placed down in a cup in front of him with his sprained arm and didn't show any sign of pain.

"Oi, oi, that's my teacup." Okita put his mouth on where Kagura's lips were before. "Oh? Okay." He drained the cup, and with his broken wrist, in a single motion closed his hand over the cup and squeezed it sharply. The cup cracked in hundreds of places and the chips flew off into pieces at a speed that no one could see. Two chips sliced past Kagura's face. Blood droplets slid down her cheek.

"Oops, I'm sorry. You know how it is. After a hand gets broken or sprained, it sometimes has involuntary spasms." Okita brushed glass off his bloody hand. "Do you have any bandages?" He stood up and looked down at Kagura, smiling. Kagura smiled back at him and held out her hand. He took it and shook it. "It was a nice game."

Kagura squeezed Okita's hand hard and he squeezed it back just as hard. Kagura ignored the glass digging into and breaking her finger's skin and shook his hand, his blood mixing with hers. Okita ignored his sprained wrist and shook Kagura's hand up and down. They grinned at each other, neither flinching.

Gintoki looked at Hijikata and Hijikata looked at Gintoki. "Ever felt like you raised a monster?"


After Okita and Hijikata finally left, after interrogating Gintoki about his former comrade, and Okita's hand got bandaged by Shinpachi, Kagura got hold of a bunch of Hello Kitty band-aids and put them all over her hands, Gintoki finally sat back into his chair and swung himself around.

He stared out to the busy street of Kabuki district. He was wearing his usual clothing, but now it seemed hot and tight, especially after arguing with Hijikata. He wiped sweat off his forehead. "At least with this accursed weather, he can't come and destroy us."

Kagura didn't make a sound. Shinpachi opened the refrigerator and handed Kagura a Popsicle. He gave Gintoki a pink slab of ice. "Don't talk about such things, Gin-san. It's rude."

Gintoki ignored him and looked down at the ice that he had on his palm. "What is this? Do you have a grudge against ice or something?" Shinpachi sucked on an ice-cube. "It's frozen strawberry milk." Gintoki shrugged and took a huge bite of it. "Not bad, considering we're too broke to get real strawberry ice cream."

Kagura stuck her Popsicle into her mouth and grabbed her umbrella. She went towards the door and opened it. Gintoki stuffed the other end of the chunk of ice into his mouth and called out after her. "Oi, don't spend too much time outside and be careful! Don't let the sunlight... Did you wear your sunscreen?"

"... She's gone, Gin-san."

"Jeez, one mention of his name and she goes all Emo."

"Well... She has a thing for revenge, and she's probably pissed off at her earlier mistakes and missed chances to kill him."

"... Probably."

"Most likely."

"She just wants to kill him, hm."

"Yeah."

"She isn't worried about him."

"Don't even mention it or she'll break your neck, Gin-san."


Okita rubbed the bandage on his hand absently. In front of him, Matsudaira and Kondou walked around and explained strategies. They chattered without stop. This is boring.

The cuts on his hand stung and blood was seeping out of the white bandages, irritated from his ceaseless picking. He stopped, surprised at the blood. He hadn't realized that he was pressing on the cuts. He raised his good hand. "Oi, I'm starting to leak here, can I go to the nurse?"

Without waiting for an answer, he got up, passed Nobume and snatched one of her snack donuts and made his way to the nurse's office, and opened the door to it.

"Oi, nurse. Get out your bandages."

Yamazaki looked, annoyed. "Why does everyone call me the nurse? Why am I on nurse duty? And why am I wearing a pink version of the Shinsengumi uniform?"

"You're the most girly one out of all of us."

"Go get someone else! I don't care if all the muscle-bound six-pack baldies wear this pink uniform! I have to get back to tracing Katsura! Get the captain, the vice-captain!"

"Do you really want to see Kondou-san in a pink nurse's uniform?"

"... I think I'll stay the nurse."


This chapter actually isn't really circling around Kamui yet. Kinda of a intro to the scene and all.

And one last OkitaXKagura scene.

I'm sorry- for all whom are waiting on this story, because I've stopped posting so frequently. I am juggling three different stories of three different animes and I've been working on the other two for a while.

Now, I'm back!

Hallelujah!