A/N: Finally updated, and contains adult content! There's also a rather risqué scene involving Sa-chan near the end, and I know the scene doesn't necessarily go with the anime but I felt like she needed some proper closure. Enjoy!

Weddings are Hardly Worth the Price of the Headache They Come With

Gintoki and Kagura groaned from their respective couches, papers strewn across the living room like someone had just grabbed them and threw them in the air carelessly. Actually that was exactly what had happened. The two of them had finally decided to sit down and plan out their wedding but barely an hour into it, they had begun arguing and that escalated to a paper ball war, that Gintoki won and in a fit of rage Kagura picked up the remaining paper and threw it into the air. Then they had started arguing again before finally yielding to the fact they both had a splitting headache as a result of stress, lack of sex, and wedding preparations. Honestly, it would just be easier to live in sin.

From her position on one of the couches, Kagura turned her head and looked at Gintoki through heavily lidded eyes; the pounding headache restricted the amount of light she could handle seeing. He was on his back too, a few pieces of paper on his face, looking about as tired and frustrated as she felt. She could not help but feel a little guilty about his current state, and the guilt had nothing to do with the paper war, though she was not about to let him know that.

"Gin, I'm sorry I threw that piece of paper with the wad of hard gum in it," said Kagura quietly, like she was dying and talking to a dying comrade.

Gintoki nodded, the pieces of paper falling away from his face. "And I'm sorry for saying I'd take the paper out of your bra to use as ammunition."

Kagura scowled. "You baka, you know these are real!"

"I know," sighed Gintoki, rubbing the heel of his palms into his eyes. "Kagura, do you just want to live in sin with me?"

"I thought I already was," replied Kagura with a smirk. "Although we haven't been sinning much lately."

Blood rushed south at her implication, the memory of their last attempt at "sinning" coming to his mind's eye, though in that version he actually got to complete the act. "I'd say we should try again, but with how things have been going lately, we'll just get interrupted again."

Kagura sighed and closed her eyes. "I guess it's started then."

"What's started?" asked Gintoki, wondering what she could be going on about now.

"You're starting to not find me attractive," she replied with a shuddering breath and he wondered if she was going to cry. "I knew this day would come, I just didn't expect it to happen so soon."

Gintoki was confused and a little angry, when in the last couple of weeks had he implied that he no longer found her attractive? Had he not tried to initiate sex recently? Getting up from the couch, he made the short distance to hers and planted himself above her, his hands on either side of her head with his legs between hers. "What's wrong with you, baka?" he asked, a scowl on his face. "You know I still think you're the sexiest woman in the world."

Kagura nodded before wrapping her arms around him, pulling him down so he was flush against her. "Yes, I know."

"Then quit thinking that way," he admonished gently as he buried his face into the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent as if it were the air he needed to live. "What do you say to us going through this wedding planning hell again?"

"I guess it wouldn't hurt," sighed Kagura, her fingers carding through Gintoki's hair, she reveled in this feeling of having him on top of her even if it did not go any further than this. "Let's go over what's already been taken care of for us: the catering, the honeymoon, and your outfit."

Gintoki nodded as he relaxed in her arms. "We need a place to do it at, a place to eat at, and someone to marry us." He moved so he was no longer completely pressed face first into her neck. "Do you think Tae and Kondo would let us use their new place for both?"

Kagura shrugged. "Maybe, but why do you want to get married there? Why not just get married at the dojo?"

"I didn't think of that," said Gintoki as he considered the idea. "It would certainly cut down on having to invite people since they would most likely hear about it anyway and show up for the free food. And the space is big enough for both the ceremony and reception, not to mention has some pretty decent places to take pictures at." He nuzzled against her. "Do you want to invite the shogun's little sister?"

"Soyo?" asked Kagura and he nodded slightly. "I'll try, but you know she isn't allowed out of the palace much these days." An evil grin spread across her lips. "Besides, it might upset Shinpachi to see an aunt of the man who married his precious pop idol."

Gintoki snickered. "I think you're right, but maybe it'd be for his own good. After all, how is he supposed to move on if he's still stuck on someone he clearly can't have?"

"I'll send her a letter tomorrow," said Kagura. "So now all we have to do is figure out who'll marry us and someone crazy enough to try and take pictures of the event."

"I think Tama should take the pictures," said Gintoki, using his thumb to rub small circles on Kagura's abdomen. "She took some great ones for that scrapbook she gave us, and I'm sure she'll get some good ones of the wedding."

Kagura nodded. "I like that idea. So who'll marry us?"

Gintoki shrugged. "One of those Shinsengumi morons maybe. I think they're ordained to perform weddings and funerals. If not, we'll just do the saké ceremony and call it good."

"Of course you'd want to skip to that part," huffed Kagura as she spun some of his hair around her finger. "And we already have the guest list done, it's just everyone we more or less know. Shinpachi will be your best man and I was thinking of asking either Tsukki or maybe Soyo to be my maid of honor."

"Sounds like a plan," said Gintoki as he moved a hand to hip, stroking it firmly with his thumb. "What's left to take care of?"

"A dress for me," said Kagura with a shrug. "Rings for each other, that crap like flowers and linens that women normally go crazy for."

Gintoki looked up at her and kissed her jaw. "I'm glad you aren't like normal women, Kagura, otherwise you wouldn't be with me at all."

Kagura raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? Women are absolutely crazy for you, Gin, I watch them undress you with their eyes every time we go out someplace."

"Yes, but they wouldn't stay too long once they got past my sexy exterior," replied Gintoki smugly. "Some might stay for the fabulous sex and amazing kisses, but most would be turned off by the lack of motivation and some of my more childish habits."

She frowned and crushed him against her body, angry that he would even think about kissing or sleeping with someone that was not her, even if it was all hypothetical. No one ever said it was smart to speak of hypotheticals in front of a Yato woman.

A muffled sentence came from Gintoki and she eased the pressure just enough to make out what he was saying properly.

"Let me go!" he repeated and she relented, allowing him to move and breathe again. Immediately he jumped up, landing on his knees as he took in deep and slightly erratic breaths, he thought for a moment that she was going to kill him. After a few moments of recovery, he glared down at her. "Did you do that because you thought I fantasized about what it would be like to be with someone else?"

Kagura, now propped up on her elbows, blushed and looked away, irritated that he had figured her out so quickly. "And if I did?"

Gintoki frowned again and leaned forward enough that he could flick her forehead. "Then you're a bigger baka than I thought." Then he moved so he was eye level with her without lying back down. "And you obviously don't think that I love you enough to never think even once about another woman."

"Why do you have to say stuff like that?" sighed Kagura softly. "It just makes me want to kiss you."

"So why don't you?" asked Gintoki with a mischievous grin, moving a little to close the distance between their lips.

She then moved a little bit more until they were barely a breath away. "Because someone will walk in here and ruin the moment."

Gintoki completed the act and sealed his lips against Kagura's in a slightly desperate kiss, a groan left his throat before he could stop it and that was enough for her to deepen the kiss. Their tongues danced together, no longer caring about dominance, and Kagura pushed up so they were both on their knees then continued to move until she was straddling Gintoki's lap. For a moment he thought that she was going to initiate a quickie, but when she slid off of his legs, he knew where her mind was going. He just sat there and let her do what she wanted; he was not about to stop her just because he thought someone might walk in on them.

Kagura knelt in front of Gintoki and pushed his yukuta out of the way so she could access the black pants underneath; she made quick work of unfastening his pants, resisting the temptation to just rip the front off completely. Instead she pushed them down, exposing his strawberry boxers that covered his half-hard erection, something she was determined to change. Slowly she stroked him through his boxers, knowing the teasing touch of the fabric would stimulate him enough that he would get more pleasure out of what she was about to do. She heard his breathing quicken and could feel his erection growing hotter and harder as she stroked, smiling wickedly she slipped it out of the front of his boxers.

There was already a clear bead on the tip and she eagerly licked it with her tongue, she felt Gintoki shudder at the contact. Without hesitating she took as much of him as she could in her mouth, her hand on what she could not fit inside. Gintoki must have been feeling extremely pent up, as the moment he was encased in her mouth, he bucked his hips strongly and she had to quickly put her free hand on his hip to keep him from doing it again. When things settled down for a moment, Kagura began to move her mouth and hand in a similar rhythm, her tongue moving up and down his shaft. Barely into the task she heard Gintoki moaning rather lewdly and his hand snaked down to the back of her head, gripping it tightly as he assisted her in picking up speed. Kagura hollowed out her cheeks, proceeding to suck hard and fast in order to get Gintoki to completion before anyone could come barging in; she had only ever done this with him but she knew what he liked and how he liked it, so it would not be too much longer before he was finished.

"Kagura," moaned Gintoki, his head resting against the back of the couch, his hand still on Kagura's head. "I'm—I'm going to—"

That was all the warning she got before the salty essence assaulted her tongue, she swallowed it as quickly as she could, slightly amazed at how much there was and that Gintoki still seemed hard in her mouth. In moments he was finished and she swallowed the last of his seed, mentally reminding herself to use some mouthwash.

"I love you," breathed Gintoki, his legs numb and heart racing as he attempted to regain control of his mind and body again.

"That's the only reason you keep me around," teased Kagura as she righted his clothes. "I'm amazed we didn't get a visitor during that."

Gintoki smirked faintly. "Well, you were doing it fast enough, you didn't give them the opportunity."

Kagura stood up and leaned over him, her hands on the back of the couch on either side of his head. "I'll go slower when we actually have the time."

"I'm not sure what I'd do with you if I had even if we had the time," sighed Gintoki, looking into her shining blue eyes.

"I'm confident you'll think of something," she said before pecking his lips and then headed to the washroom.

Gintoki watched her walk away, hips swaying seductively beneath her red dress, her pale skin looked so inviting and in need of fresh bruises and hickeys, long legs just begging to be wrapped around him somewhere. On second thought, he knew exactly what he would do with her if they had a whole hour to themselves, and none of it was particularly quiet or clean.

"Gintoki! Kagura!" came a voice and he was suddenly very glad that Kagura had finished him quickly.

"In the living room, Shinpachi," he called back, glancing down at his crotch to make sure there was no evidence of what had transpired just moments ago. He was glad that Kagura was so efficient in cleaning up after herself.

"Are you and Kagura still planning your wedding?" asked Shinpachi as he sat down across from Gintoki. "She mentioned you would be working on planning the other day."

Gintoki shrugged. "We've gotten most of it planned out, most of the big things anyway, we're still considering whether or not to worry about the little things like flowers and napkins."

Shinpachi nodded. "I remember when Tae was planning her wedding, she brawled with the florist because they ran out of yellow roses. I hope Kagura doesn't do something similar."

"I don't think we're going to bother with flowers," said Gintoki as he picked his nose. "The whole reason people even go to weddings is to get a free meal and some quality booze, they couldn't care less about what color the napkins are or the pattern on the china. Besides, marriage is meant to legitimize two people living together and having sex regularly, so it shouldn't be dressed up much."

"It's a wonder you're getting married at all," grumbled Shinpachi. "Where's Kagura?"

Gintoki's eyes went around the room. "I think she's in the bathroom, she should be out in a few minutes."

"I need to straighten myself up once she's done in there," said Shinpachi, taking off his glasses and cleaning them with the hem of his sleeve. "I don't want to pick up Kirara looking like this."

"Then I'd recommend plastic surgery," teased Gintoki and Shinpachi rolled his eyes just as Kagura entered the room. "Looks like the crapper's free."

Kagura rolled her eyes. "When we're married, the first thing I'm going to do is correct your foul language."

"Why are you waiting until then?" asked Shinpachi curiously.

"Because right now I don't have any control over him," replied Kagura simply as she plopped down on the couch beside Gintoki and began picking her nose as well.

Shinpachi rolled his eyes and headed to the bathroom, muttering about how they both have habits that need to be changed.

Moments after Shinpachi went into the bathroom, there was a loud noise, similar to that of an air horn, startling both Kagura and Gintoki to the point they fell off of the couch in a heap. They looked at each other and pulled apart quickly, both dashing towards where they heard the sound coming from, a little concerned that Shinpachi might have been ambushed by some annoying sports fan with a penchant for noisemakers.

"Shinpachi!" shouted Gintoki as he opened the door, only to see Shinpachi face first on the floor, bare ass in the air. "Oh no! He's been assassinated!"

Kagura looked over Gintoki's shoulder. "What a heartless bastard of an assassin, killing a man when he's on the toilet. Whomever he is, he's ruthless."

"Yes," said Gintoki, stroking his chin. "We'll have to use all our resources to deal with this killer if we're to avenge Shinpachi's death."

Suddenly Shinpachi stirred and they both jumped, watching intently as he continued to move around just a little bit at a time until he was able to turn his head to look at them. He looked as if someone had scared him to death.

"He's alive!" cried Kagura happily. "The assassin wasn't that skilled after all."

"Help me," croaked Shinpachi and Gintoki went over to him, helping him back onto his feet. Shinpachi's pants fell down the rest of the way; luckily his shirt hid most of his pelvic region.

"Shinpachi, put on your pants," ordered Gintoki sternly. "I don't need you flashing my innocent wife your hex socket screwdriver."

"Why? Afraid she might see one bigger than yours?" snapped Shinpachi as he tugged his pants back up. "And which one of you morons attached the air horn on the toilet seat?!"

Gintoki and Kagura shared a confused look.

"It wasn't us, Shinpachi," replied Kagura with a shrug, and then she had a thought. "Um, Gintoki, you don't think that maybe Papi did that as a prank for you? To get back at you for the mouse trap in the sandwich."

"That's always a possibility," said Gintoki slowly. "To think Hage would actually come up with a devious prank like that is commendable, I think I might enjoy having him as my father-in-law now."

Kagura nodded enthusiastically. "It was a really good one!"

Shinpachi glowered at the two of them. "What's so freaking good about it?! That prank nearly killed me!"

Gintoki and Kagura looked at each other. "That's exactly why it's good."

Once Shinpachi had recovered from his ordeal, the three of them headed out towards the docks, Kagura on Sadaharu's back and Gintoki and Shinpachi on Gintoki's scooter. Shinpachi was irritating Gintoki more and more with each passing second as he began giving Gintoki directions for a supposedly faster route to the dock where the ship Kirara and her sister were sailing in would be located. It took all of Gintoki's patience not to punch him hard in the face.

When they finally arrived, the ship was not even in port, so they loitered about on the dock; well, Kagura and Gintoki did, Shinpachi was too busy pacing the length of the dock at a quick pace. His two friends just sat on some crates and watched him pace back and forth, their eyes sliding like they were watching an intense tennis match.

"Do you think he'll actually make a trench?" asked Kagura as she stroked Sadaharu's shoulder.

Gintoki shrugged. "Doubtful, the second she shows up he'll stop pacing and so will the progress on the trench." He glanced over at her. "Do you really not care about that little stuff involved in a wedding? Flowers and all that?"

Kagura thought for a moment. "I really don't see the need to waste money on flowers or anything else that could be destroyed in a fight. As far as I'm concerned, a wedding reception only needs ample amounts of food and some alcohol. I don't think any of our friends are going to walk away from the wedding talking about how pretty the centerpieces were or how fine the silver forks were."

"You've always been a girl of simple tastes," said Gintoki as he reached over and took her hand loosely in his.

"Shinpachi looks like he's about to have another heart attack," commented Okita as he approached, Hijikata not too far behind him.

Gintoki and Kagura turned to look at the Shinsengumi officers.

"What are you two doing here?" asked Kagura, noticing a chain in Okita's pocket.

"Urara wrote me," replied Okita casually. "She told me she and her sister were coming for a visit so I decided to meet her here. Hijikata's with me because we're supposed to be on patrol."

"You're terrible police officers," mumbled Kagura and Gintoki smirked.

"What have the two love birds been up to?" asked Hijikata as he pulled out a cigarette and his mayonnaise themed lighter.

"Planning our wedding," replied Gintoki as he played with the ring on Kagura's finger. "We've decided to have it at Kondo's dojo, if they'll let us. You two knuckleheads are invited too."

Hijikata rolled his eyes. "That's not a very nice way of addressing two officers of the law, perm head. Are you inviting that courtesan from Yoshiwara as well?"

Kagura eyed Hijikata knowingly. "You mean Tsukuyo, the Moon of Yoshiwara? Yes, we're inviting her to the wedding, as well as Seita and Hinowa. Why do you ask, Hijikata?"

"That's classified information," snapped Hijikata quickly, although he could not hide the tinge of pink in his cheeks. "Shinpachi!"

Shinpachi halted his nervous pacing and looked at Hijikata, confused as to why he was yelling at him in the first place. "Yes, Hijikata?"

"I wanted to tell you that you've been formally accepted into the Shinsengumi training camp," replied Hijikata calmly, as if he had not just had an outburst moments ago. "We reviewed the application you sent in a few days ago and I have to say, I was impressed with the essay you included about why you wanted to be a Shinsengumi officer."

Gintoki snickered. "Did he say it was because we thought he was being a cock block?"

Hijikata took a drag of his cigarette. "No, he wrote about wanting to protect his family; his sister, his unborn nephew, Kondo, the two of you. It was a very moving essay and I expect your level of effort in your training to match the level of effort you put into that essay, Shinpachi."

Shinpachi looked humble and proud at the same time, his expression finally settling on contentedness. "Thank you, Hijikata," he said as he bowed. "I'll do my best to uphold the honor of the Shinsengumi as you and Okita have done."

Okita smirked. "You've at least gone up a step in the world compared to Boss and China, Four Eyes, soon you'll be able to lord the fact you have money over them."

Kagura and Gintoki glowered at Okita who was still smirking, not even the least bit bothered by the fact he had a Yato and a trained samurai warrior plotting the many ways they could hurt and humiliate him without killing him.

"The boat!" shouted Shinpachi, his eyes shining as he watched it come into port. "They're here! She's here!"

The look of sheer bliss on Shinpachi's eager face was enough to ease the idea of vengeance from Gintoki and Kagura's minds; that could wait until later.

They all watched at the boat finished docking and the passengers began coming off of the boat, Shinpachi resorting to climbing up on the crates the others had been sitting on in order to spot Kirara and Urara easier. He stood up there for a few minutes when he saw the unmistakable Indian red of Urara's hair and the shining maroon brown of Kirara's hair in the afternoon sun.

"Kirara!" shouted Shinpachi and the patch of maroon hair began moving towards his position, the other head of hair following closely behind. He watched them weave in between the people in the crowd until they were finally where they were waiting, and he jumped down from the crate, rushing over to the girl he had been waiting to see for so long.

"Shinpachi!" exclaimed Kirara when she saw him and they ran to embrace. "It's so good to see you, Shinpachi, I've missed you so much!"

"I've missed you too," said Shinpachi as he held her tightly in his arms. "I was starting to think your ship was never going to get here."

Kirara giggled as they pulled away. "I was thinking the same thing."

"They're so sweet," gushed Kagura quietly. "I like her much better than that one with the cat ears; no one will think she's cuter than me."

Gintoki playfully hit her on the top of her head. "Sometimes I wish you were a bit humbler than you are, Kagura; pride is an unbecoming quality in a sadist's wife."

Kagura pinched his arm. "I'm not about to become some mousy, submissive wife that doesn't know how to defend herself and gets off on being yelled at; I'm not that ninja stalker of yours."

The two of them continued to trade barbs while Kirara and Shinpachi watched on, both of them smiling at the scene; all while Okita was fastening the chain on Urara's collar and Hijikata was looking through his phone.

"They make quite the couple," said Kirara as she took Shinpachi's hand. "I wonder when they're going to start dating."

Shinpachi rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I meant to tell you, they're getting married in a couple of weeks. You and Urara are invited of course; I know they wouldn't mind you being there."

Kirara squeezed his hand affectionately. "I'm so happy to hear that they're going to be married. I had a feeling the first time I met them that they were meant for each other, the age difference be damned."

"I don't think I've ever heard you curse, Kirara," said Shinpachi as they started walking getting ready to leave, Kagura and Gintoki still bickering from their respective modes of transportation. "I wonder if that's becoming of the girlfriend of a Shinsengumi officer?"

"You joined the Shinsengumi?!" exclaimed Kirara excitedly. "That's amazing, Shinpachi, I'm so happy for you!"

Shinpachi blushed as he assisted Kiara in getting on Sadaharu's back, Kagura helping her get a proper seat, and he patted her leg. "See you back at the Yorozuya, Kirara, I'll take your luggage there if you don't mind."

Kirara shook her head. "I don't mind at all, I just hope Urara keeps herself out of trouble with Okita. She's been . . . eager to see him."

They glanced at her younger sister whom was dutifully at Okita's side, the chain to her collar wrapped around his fist, the sadist light in his eye that was normally muted was now shining like a great fire.

"See you later!" said Kagura as she steered Sadaharu towards the street.

Gintoki shook his head as he put on his helmet, handing Shinpachi his before getting on the scooter. "That woman," he sighed. "Sometimes I wonder why I even bother."

Shinpachi patted his shoulder as he picked up Kirara's suitcase. "There's a reason, Gintoki, it's because you love her." He glanced at Hijikata, Okita, and Urara as they headed to the police car glad that she was at least going someplace safe. "And anyway, you two have always argued, it's not going to magically stop because you're getting married."

"When the hell did you get so damn knowledgeable?" asked Gintoki as Shinpachi got on the back of the scooter, Kirara's suitcase in his lap.

"The magazines at the mental institution," replied Shinpachi simply as they drove away.

When they arrived back at the Yorozuya, they heard a woman screaming and they both jumped off the barely parked scooter and dashed up the stairs as fast as they could. Gintoki threw open the door and scanned the room for any indication as to who had screamed or what had happened. He saw the bedroom door ajar and hurried to it, almost going blind when he saw what was waiting for him on the other side.

"Gintoki!" cried Sarutobi. "I'm so glad you're here, some creepy old man was leering at me!"

For a moment he was unable to comprehend anything he was so angry, Sarutobi was lying on his and Kagura's bed, start naked with sex toys littered about. Then he calmed himself down enough that he saw Umibozu in a fetal position on the floor, looking as if he had actually gone blind.

"Shinpachi, stay out of here if you want to keep your innocence," said Gintoki sternly as he barred the way for his friend to see into the room. "And you, were you the one who screamed?"

Sarutobi shook her head. "No, that was the old man. I've never heard a man scream like that before."

Gintoki could feel a vein throbbing in his head but he had to handle this as he usually did, otherwise he might end up getting blood all over the place; stalking him and making obscene remarks were one thing, but lying on the bed he intended to share with his wife naked, with sex toys everywhere was a completely different level of violation and creepiness.

"Why don't you join me?" cooed Sarutobi as she reached out for him. "I'm sure I could ease the tension you've been feeling lately, your child bride obviously isn't up to the task."

"Get out of my house," said Gintoki in between several deep breaths.

Sarutobi looked a little confused. "What was that?"

"Get out of my house!" roared Gintoki, his eyes blazing with fury. "I've put up with a lot from you over the years but this is too far. I built that bed for Kagura and I, something I wanted to give her as a sign of our new life together and you completely defiled it!"

"I did this for you!" argued Sarutobi fiercely. "I wanted to show you that I'm ten times the woman she'll ever be and save you from making a terrible mistake."

Before Gintoki could reply, he found himself being pushed aside as a head of vermillion hair came into view from under his arm.

"So this is why Shinpachi came out and tried to stall us," said Kagura calmly as she took in the sight of Sarutobi's brazen display. "I have to say I'm disappointed in you Sa-chan."

Sarutobi looked incredibly surprised by Kagura's statement, she had been expecting a glorious confrontation that would lead to a battle for Gintoki's heart. "What do you mean?"

"You want Gintoki to be happy, right?" asked Kagura, showing more restraint than Gintoki would have thought in this situation. "And yet here you are trying to sabotage his happiness just because it isn't with you. That's incredibly selfish, Sa-chan."

"I love him more than you do!" argued Sarutobi, wanting to fight instead of listen to reason. "I've been in love with him far longer than you have."

Kagura shook her head. "No, you've been obsessed with him, not in love with him. There's a big difference, and for your sake I would have hoped you'd have realized that. This obsession is clearly making you miserable if you're going to such lengths as breaking into our home and putting yourself on display like a piece of cooked pork."

"Why are you being so nice to me?" asked Sarutobi quietly, now looking away from Kagura. "I haven't been supportive of your relationship and have been trying to sabotage it from the beginning."

"I know," replied Kagura as she went over to the closet and pulled out a robe that she tossed to Sarutobi. "But I've learned that the people who seem the happiest are actually the ones in most need of help, and that their joyful cries are often loud in order to cover up the sounds of their crying heart." She helped Sarutobi off of the bed and gathered up the toys by bundling them up in the blanket, then handing it to the ninja. "I want to help you find happiness, Sa-chan, but first you have to realize what and who makes you happy first. And you have to be realistic, because Gintoki isn't going to be with you now or ever."

Sarutobi nodded wordlessly and headed towards the door with her head hung. Kagura then went over and hugged her tightly.

"When you've learned what makes you happy, let me know," she said and released the other woman who continued walking out of the room.

Gintoki was stunned as he watched Sarutobi head out of the house, she had never left so willingly or so quietly. It was slightly unnerving if he was being honest.

"Well, that was interesting," said Kagura as she went over to check on her father whom had fallen asleep since collapsing on the floor. "Stupid old man, he probably thought she was me and ran in here trying to interrupt us."

"You might be right," said Gintoki as he stared at the bed, wondering if he could burn it without setting the whole house on fire. "You were incredible, Kagura, I thought you were going to lose it when you saw her."

Kagura smirked as she went over to him. "And you looked ready to kill her, so I guess we switched reactions. I just thought about what you would have said to someone in that situation and that's where that speech came from."

Gintoki shook his head as they headed into the living room where Kirara and Shinpachi were sitting, their hands laced together.

"We saw Sa-chan leave," said Shinpachi slowly, wondering which one of them was the angriest. "I'm assuming it went well?"

"A good assumption," said Kagura as she sat down. "I spoke with her and I think she's going to turn over a new leaf, or she might just be thinking up new ways to win Gin's heart."

"Not likely," said Gintoki as he sat at his desk, kicking his feet up on the surface as he leaned back in his chair. "We're going to need a new blanket, and a new mattress, and maybe a new bed."

Kagura rolled her eyes. "We can afford maybe the blanket but the bed has to stay. Besides, I wouldn't want proof that you can actually work being tossed out in the rubbish pile."

Gintoki smirked proudly. "I guess it can stay, for now at least. Do you think your father's going to be alright?"

"I'm sure he'll be fine in a couple of hours," replied Kagura as she petted on Sadaharu. "So Kirara, are you staying with Shinpachi and his family while you're visiting?"

Kirara nodded. "Yes, his sister was very sweet to offer my sister and I a room at their new house. Oh, I forgot to congratulate you on your engagement and upcoming wedding, I'm so happy for the two of you. I always thought you made a great team."

Kagura and Gintoki beamed at each other.

"That we do," said Gintoki, winking at his fiancée. "So, what's for dinner?"

"Did you remember to buy something?" asked Kagura as she headed for the kitchen.

"That's not my job, that's yours!" called Gintoki as the two on the couch rolled their eyes playfully.