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Kagura had been at Otose's the second time it happened. It had been a month since the last time she visited, and she had never enough of the old lady and her employees, even if she wasn't about to admit it. She missed them, and she wished she was still living upstairs.

Madao was usually there, fighting with Catherine and trying not to get face-washed by a still human like Tama. She had fun there, and she was glad Otose was not closing anytime soon.

Sacchan also visited, sometimes with Zenzou, other times alone. She was still the same, even though it had already been more than three years. She was glad some things hadn't changed. It somehow helped her to cope with how things had turned out.

That night she had realised the time only when the clock had struck one in the morning. She had been drinking and chatting with the girls, as they had wanted to celebrate her birthday, and she had lost track of time. It had been long since she had had fun with them. However, it was getting late and she decided it was time to go home, standing up to say goodbye. She had enjoyed herself, and she left the local with a satisfied smile.

Not long after, she found herself walking down one of the streets that lead to Yoshiwara. The night was cold, and the wind was making her mad. She was about to tie her hair to stop it from blocking her vision when she caught a glimpse of eyes looking at her. She would have recognised them anywhere, and she stopped dead in her tracks as her heart pounded hard in her ribcage.

He was standing a few meters away, staring at her intensely and, after a bit, he turned around a corner. Against what she had told herself the last time, she picked up her pace to catch up with him. It had been a few weeks since that night, and she still got red faced whenever she thought about it. It didn't stop her, nonetheless, from turning the corner as well.

She realised she was in an alley and the next thing she knew, she was pinned against a wall.

Red eyes met her gaze, and she held her breath. This was not happening, not again.

He was studying her, she was so used to that thanks to their old fights that she didn't need to ask him about it. One of his hands was gripping her shoulder, keeping her in place, and she pondered why she wasn't pushing him away. She guessed it had to with the way her body was heating up.

'Oh, no.'

His other hand was resting in the wall beside her head, inches away from her face. She kept quiet, tense under his gaze and wondering what was going through his mind. After a bit, his eyes dropped to her lips and she exhaled unintentionally, her eyes closing as his palm came to cup her cheek.

She welcomed his lips with ease, remembering the way they had moved against her own not too long ago, and grabbing his scarf to bring him close. She put away the fact that they were in the street about to do some indecent things. At least, the zone was not very lively at such hour.

His hand, previously at her shoulder, traveled down to find her chest, and when he squeezed she bit her lip to keep from moaning. She opened his uwagi with her hands, exposing his toned body. The Yato roamed his chest and stomach, her fingers tracing the lines of his flexing muscles.

"Open your mouth, China."

As much as she would have liked to do so, she was still trying to keep her voice low, so he forced her lips open lifting her up and making her gasp. He kissed her hard and her legs closed out of reflex around his waist. Okita moved his hands to the slits of her kimono, grabbing her thighs and caressing them all the way up to her underwear. She cursed herself for wearing stocks that prevented him from directly touching her skin, but she forgot about it as soon as he made an attempt to remove her panties.

"You can't-"

"I know. Let go of me for a moment."

The way he commanded her, husky voice filling her ears, made her drop her legs to the ground in a daze. The young Yato took her lingerie away on her own, hoisting herself up and putting her legs around him again as soon as he finished unknotting his hakama and underwear.

Kissing him again and entangling her hands in his hair, she felt him entering her. This time he wasn't considerate. She rested her back on the wall as he pressed their bodies together, groaning when her breasts touched his chest. He was hot, and she appreciated his warmth in the cold night.

He didn't waste a second to start moving, and Kagura tightened her hold on him. If she weren't a Yato, she was sure her trembling legs would have ended giving away and she would have dragged them down to the ground. But given the fact that she was one indeed, and that she was more than able to support her own weight -for now-, she closed her eyes to reveal in the pleasing feeling expanding through her body.

Not long after, they were both panting, sweat running down their faces. He had rested his head on her shoulder, and Kagura lowered her legs again, her arms still embracing him.

"Leave first."

"Uh?"

"Leave first, I need to catch my breath." Giving her no time to tease him about it, he talked again. "It's not that easy to fuck when you have to keep your balance and holding someone at the same time."

Kagura furrowed her brow, suddenly reminded that they were in the middle of the street and that, to him, this was just laid.

Without a word, she separated herself from him, looking at him in eyes briefly before grabbing her panties and living hurriedly.

She hurried through the hallways, knowing that he was there and that she didn't have much time.

The events from the night she had visited Otose's were still vivid in her mind, and she had made a decision. The first thing that had come to her mind after their encounter had been her conversations with the girls that had had the privilege to sleep with him. If one thing was true about Okita Sougo, it was that he never slept twice with the same person. She hadn't given any importance to the night he had stayed with her, but this was another thing altogether. He had broken two of his rules. With her.

Somehow, that had encouraged her to do what she was about to do. If she was known for one thing, it would be her straightforwardness.

Picking up her kimono to quicken her pace, she ignored the groups of girls whispering and giggling at the corners. She couldn't understand it. No matter how much time she had spent living in Yoshiwara, she would never get used to the attention that idiot received. As soon as he set a foot there, chaos ensued. She just couldn't understand it.

The streets were filled with people, but the building was crowded to its limits. Good thing she had a sixth sense to find him. She blamed it on Gintoki and the way the Yorozuya always ended up involved with the Shinsengumi and, well, on the fact that she was kind of in love with him.

'It's not like my senses are biased to find you, uh uh.'

When she spotted him a hundred meters away, his usual red uwagi and ponytail giving him away, she didn't waste a second to approach him. Kagura grabbed his scarf, an apologetic smile on her face directed towards a bunch of courtesans that were surrounding him.

"Sorry girls, but this jerk owes me some explanations."

It was common knowledge for everyone that knew them that their relationship wasn't exactly conventional. They had known each other from before and, as much as they didn't like it, Kagura had carte blanche when it came to the former police officer. That meant that if she decided she wanted to beat the hell out of him some night, their protests would do nothing to stop her. She knew how to handle him- or so they thought. It was not often, as the Yato preferred to stay away from him, though when she demanded his attention, he was more than ready to respond.

On the other hand, if he wasn't too tired after it, he didn't mind doing some dirty things to one of them.

That's the reason why no one among Kagura's co workers said a thing when she dragged him down the hallway. They would have to wait, pouts on their faces.

Kagura dropped him on the floor unceremoniously, slamming the fusuma after her. He cursed inwardly when his head hit the tatami, but he didn't have time to react as the girl straddled him.

"What the fuck, China. First you choke me and now yo-"

"Shut up."

The room was dark -leave it to her to make this more suspicious than it already was- and he couldn't see her face clearly.

'What the hell is she planning now?'

He was still confused with everything related to their two last meetings, and he still had to come to terms with the fact that he had slept with Kagura. The former Yorozuya girl. The 14 years old girl he had met years ago. China. Twice.

And he had enjoyed it more than he was willing to admit.

She was biting her lip, that much he could tell, but he waited for her to talk first. He had nothing to say to her, after all.

"I'm making a deal with you."

Her sentence picked up his interest, though he couldn't help but retort.

"More like you're demanding to make a deal with me."

"Will you shut up and listen to me?"

He sighed in annoyance but lifted his brows to let her know he was listening, nonetheless.

"I don't know why, but you accepted to sleep with me that night here in Yoshiwara and, after that, you proceeded to, and I quote, fuck me in that street." She made a little pause, and then she continued. "I know you don't sleep twice with the same person, though you've broken that rule of yours."

'Where is she going with all this?'

"I want you to sleep with me from today onwards."

Oh, no. No, no, no. Not in a million years. He hadn't made up those rules up for her to come and obliterate them out of a whim.

The reason was simple- he wasn't getting attached to anyone anytime soon.

The last thing he wanted was to fall in love with a girl that could easily die. In the Red Lights District, fights were not uncommon and, even with the Hyakka, courtesans died from time to time. Add to that the always present White Plague. The risks were only bigger. Sleeping with a girl very often could mean feelings getting in the way at some point. So yes, there were plausible candidates everywhere but no, he wasn't prepared for that.

He was tired of losing everything that mattered to him. First his parents, though he couldn't remember them, then his sister, Kondo along with the Shinsengumi and, as much as he tried not to dwell too much on this, the boss along with the Yorozuya and that stupid and strange feeling of happiness that surrounded them. He wasn't going through that again.

Besides, this was China they were talking about here, for God's sake.

"Sorry, China, but I'm not interested. Not a bit." He tried to sound cold, not that difficult for him considering how distant he was with everyone.

He made an attempt to get up, but she didn't move an inch.

He wondered why she was suddenly so insistent.

"You haven't heard the whole thing yet, and I won't take a no for an answer."

His eyes became slits.

"I said n-"

She proceeded to shut him up with a kiss. A very rough one.

'You're not messing with my head again, China.'

He closed his lips, ignoring his stomach twisting and turning his face to the side.

Wrong move.

Her mouth was in his ear now, and she purred softly.

"The fact that you decided to sleep with me twice must mean something, Sadist." He had never heard her voice sound so enticing. "This is my offer- casual sex, no feelings in the way and we both get to enjoy ourselves. And don't you dare to deny the fact that you enjoyed sleeping with me because we both know you did."

"You do realise the extent of what you're saying?"

She raised herself up, her hands coming to rest on his still clothed torso.

"I'm not stupid. What would you be losing, anyways?"

"Now you listen to me, China. Even if I were to say yes, there are too many what ifs you wouldn't like. What if they discover us? Because you made it clear you'd kill me if I ever told someone something. What if you fall in love with me? Let's be honest, it wouldn't be that strange. Isn't it your father the one that says that sometimes love starts in a bed? What if-"

"No one has to discover this if you don't mess up and I can assure you I won't fall in love with you. You could say I'm immune to you. I've seen almost everything about you and there's no a single thing I like about you, much less love. That being said, I still think we both could get something out of this. And you'd stop breaking girls hearts in the process."

"What I decide to break or not has nothing to do with you." He studied her face. This time, his eyes had accommodated to the dim light filtering through the window, and her blue ones were shining strangely.

She was being insistent as hell, and she was starting to convince him. It was true. He would get something out of this, apart from the sex -that was already promising-. China knew how to move, that much he had learnt after years of fighting with her. He would also save himself up the hassle of having to find a different girl every time that met his standards. And he hadn't fallen in love with her as of today.

Out of all the things her young, tomboyish and boisterous self could have become, she had ended up a healthy, beautiful and young lady. She had a body to envy, and he had first hand information when it came to her assets. Her personality had changed, too, though he wasn't sure if it had been for the better. She was calm now, more collected and quiet. At what price, although? He knew she was often sad, and her lively eyes had stopped meeting his only to be replaced by hollow, cloudy ones. There was no happiness left in them anymore.

He hadn't fall for her looks neither -he wasn't that much of a jerk, mind you-, but he was sure as hell he wouldn't fall for a depressed shell of what she used to be. Because he wasn't made for fragile things and because he didn't have the time for it.

"Are you done trying to find excuses yet?"

He sighed again. He was tired of thinking, his hands were itching to touch that milky skin of hers and she had a point. Or at least, that was what his head was telling him at the moment.

"Gods, Sadist. I'm offering you free sex -another advantage I forgot to mention- in exchange of keeping your mouth shut. You can add rules whenever you want, like me. No feelings in the way, whenever we feel like it. I don't have to follow the rules the other girls do. You could come here at noon if you were bored and have some fun. Normal courtesans would be punished, but I won't be working as one. I'm doing this out of my own free will."

For emphasis, she used her hands to open his clothes, running them all the way up from his waist to his neck. They were hot, and he shuddered.

"See? Your body knows what it wants."

While it was true that it was a natural reaction, what this girl did to him was out of the ordinary. He should be enraged at the thought of someone playing with him like this. But he had yet to move her from where she was.

"You're saying" he lifted his hands to her hips "that you won't be a burden to me."

"Yes, I refuse to be on your debt."

She had thought this would be a good idea. She hadn't had a good night of sleep since her birthday. She had already slept with him twice so, where was the bad in doing it more often? She could always get out if she couldn't stand it but, right now, she just wanted his hands on her body and his lips on hers. He was addicting.

"Fine, then."

"Uh?"

She blinked twice, her eyes focusing on his red ones as she processed his answer. Had he just accepted?

He turned them around to confirm her thoughts, and he opened her kimono.

"Let's say we're starting now. You said I could choose the time, and I haven't come to Yoshiwara to talk about the weather."

'So easy! I can't believe this has been so easy!'

She closed her in eyes in happiness, her body already reacting to his actions and her hands looking for his head as he grazed her body. She pulled him in for a kiss, and he nibbled her lower lip making her moan.

"You're quite the loud one, China."

"It's your fault, not mine." She hummed in response, bringing him close.

"I guess I will have to make you quiet, since we don't want anyone finding out our secret."

She looked up at him, curiosity all over her face, and she wondered what he was planning.

"You're not gagging me."

"Who says I need a gag when I have a mouth? Kisses are a good way to turn someone on, and you will be occupied responding to them."

She didn't have anything to object, so she let him shut her up. At least for now, she would have to conform with this. Not that she was complaining as this was more than what she had ever dreamed of. If she were ever asked to firm a contract where Okita Sougo was willing to kiss her whole over and over again, she wouldn't have a doubt to sign it as many times as necessary.

Thanks a lot to azalettuce for the help! :D

Please tell me any kind of typos or grammar mistakes, I really want to improve my English and this is a funny and helpful way of doing so! I don't bite, I promise :'(

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