Title: Even During a War...
Author: Rasei
Disclaimer: I do not own Gintama. I using Gintama as a study guide to learn how to troll readers.
Summary: Some days, Takasugi just wants vocation from the Joui. Like when there is a conspiracy going on, and no one is telling him a thing. *Set during the war* **Happy Birthday, Takachibi*
A/N: It's awhile since Takasugi's birthday, but I'm been busy.
There was a conspiracy going on, Takasugi could tell. He would see his so-called friends whispering with each other, but always stopping when he was in sight. It only been going on the last few days, but still did he have something in his hair? Did he have a kick-me sign on his back? Were they planning on sacrificing him to the gods so they can win this war?
"Hello, Shinsuke-san. How are you today?" asked a voice right in front of him. Takasugi jumped, and stared at the man in front of him.
"Don't sneak up on people, Kurokono," he snapped at his friend. Kurokono shrugged.
"I walked as loudly as I could, Shinsuke-san. I didn't mean to scare you." Takasugi sighed, knowing it wasn't Kurokono fault. It was his own for not noticing Kurokono
"Sorry. Do you know what Kintoki and Zura are doing?" he asked. Kurokono just smiled, and nod his head.
"Gintoki-san and Kotarou-san are planning something big. Gintoki-san even asked me to find you," he said.
"Did Gintoki say why he wanted me?" asked Takasugi, stepping around Kurokono.
"He made me swear not to tell you anything," Kurokono replied. That answer made Takasugi growled. What was going on between the group? He stormed to the room that he last saw Gintoki. The room was dark, but he heard a mumbled from inside.
"Darn it, he is early." Takasugi recognize that voice immediately.
"Gintoki, I want to know what the hell is going on right now," he growled, clenching his fist.
"Do you know what today is?" asked Katsura's voice.
"Should I?"
"Kurokono, light the candles. Let show him what we are up too," said Gintoki's voice. Kurokono brushed past Takasugi, without Takasugi realizing he was there. In one hand, Kurokono hold a candle. After a moment, he managed to light all the candles in the room. Gintoki, Katsura, and others from Sensei's school were sitting around a table.
"Please sit, Takasugi-san. We need to talk," said Katsura, calmly like he was about offer Takasugi some tea. Takasugi snorted, then sat down with cross arms.
"So, let talk. Maybe on how you guys are acting weird," he stated.
"We are just planning to sacrificing you to the gods to win the war," said Gintoki, trying not to grin too hard. As always, Takasugi could tell when he was joking. Takasugi decided to ignore Gintoki for now and focus on Katsura.
"Kotaru, what is going on?" His tone meant death, as he cross his arms. Katsura just smiled, then looked past him. Takasugi heard someone behind him, and span around sliding out his sword from its sheath. Sakamoto was standing there grinning, holding a cake in hand.
"Happy birthday, Shinsuke."
"Happ... wait what?"
"Happy eighteenth birthday, Shinsuke."
"Oh…"
Then the group start eating the cake. Everyone was happy, until the temple was raided that very night. In fact, not even five minutes after the cake was served.
