Warning: Ideas taken from a mix between the manga 19 Days and Gusari's DJ on OiIwa
Disclaimer: … screw copyright.
Setting: AU, High-School, Childhood Friends, Fluff.
How-to-read: Just do as you like.
The Whisper Passing Through My Lips
Chapter 5 - It's Rude To Stand Someone Up
That bloody old man. I'm gonna hit him. No, scratch that. I'm gonna strangle him. Maybe that way, his voice would come back and I will have the fortune to hear his last dying scream. Hijikata lividly thought as he stomped through the school corridor.
He found himself back in the classroom and saw his prey eating a yakisoba bread in his seat while reading the newest volume of Jump. Hijikata loomed over him, shadowing the page that Gintoki was reading and thus forcing the man to look up.
'Care to explain?' Hijikata grabbed those munching cheeks roughly with one hand and Gintoki tried to get free from that without much success.
'I don't appreciate waiting in the cold and have you ditched for somewhere warm as you eat your lunch with your beloved Jump. I'll skin you and hang you from the rooftop so that you can experience how cold it was, damn it!'
Gintoki spluttered as he tried to explain between munching and swallowing. It did not help either for the fact that hard as he tried, no sound would pass from his lips. As he swallowed the last morsel and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, he rustled for another textbook on his desk to write in.
Hijikata grabbed that hand, stopping him in his motions.
'You don't have to write the answer.' He glared. 'I want to hear you say it.'
The permed head frowned. He mouthed, Stuuuu-pid and that irked Hijikata.
'I'm waiting for an explanation that would justify why you stood me up. And I won't forgive you if you can't at least have the decency to apologise for it in your own words.'
Gintoki closed his eyes and shook his head. He shook away Hijikata's grip and touched the base of his throat.
The vulnerable look was unbecoming of him but Hijikata's thought was disturbed as someone called him from behind.
'…sorry. Was I…, interrupting something?' the girl with the sandy-coloured hair smiled wryly.