OMG, a new chapter! :D .. Sorry. .¨v´_`v¨. Currently trying to figure out where the story should go, I am positively surprised that the story is liked this far. :3 I was considering longer chapters (as I am currently editing one of my other stories to have longer ones) but will continue with roughly the same length and probably edit the story when it's all done.
~ Earlier Chapter ~
Gintoki was not surprised, neither he feared what was to possibly pass next. After beating the King of Night in Yoshiwara Gintoki thought he knew what strength a real monster could posses, he now knew the danger of the yato. He now also recalled how he had explained to Kagura's bald father how he did not beat the monster himself but had help of others, - that they ganged up on him. It was only the moment Umibozou had stopped talking as the samurai understood what the conversation meant. He had been respected for beating the King of Night, seen as a possible adversary, but by the same man given the death sentence should he ever meet his son in battle. He had not counted each passing day since defeating the monster and afterwards being issued a challenge by another but he had felt an acceptance to what would be coming for him eventually; death.
Yorozuya, where have you been?
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He began by grinning nervously and sweeping his eyes across the area and the bunch of people cutting his path. The silver soul was quite stunned. Umbrellas – a lot of them.
"I did not watch the weather report today because I was arrested by the evil and traitorous guards knocking down the chocolate parfait tower. Is a storm coming?" he asked out loud, the last part with a dangerous voice, at the men and a few women watching him – each with an umbrella in the heat of the sun.
Gintoki took half a step back, hand reaching for his wooden weapon, smile disappearing at the long silence from the possibly soon-to-be-identified-enemies. 'Running, yeah, running doesn't seem like an option..'
No one made a move and the silence was making Gintoki cold. Whatever their intentions were it seems like they would not attack first. He decided to try reason, and lighten this suffocating mood while at it.
"I am really sorry but I believe one of your kind already made a reservation a while back. There are currently no slots empty, especially for people with a taste for umbrellas.." he tried grinning at both his half-joke and the situation he used it in.
"Hah! No kidding!" one of them suddenly replied, the Yorozuya leader looked at the person in question. It was a man missing an arm, his face had been shadowed by the umbrella he had but now he tilted it back a bit to look at the samurai. Gintoki recognized him.
"I take it my brat did not punch you hard enough?" Gintoki joked and felt the blazing sun beginning to get to him in this tense air. The other smiled knowingly.
"She packed a punch, oh, and quite a kick as well but in the end she abandon her Yato blood her friends.. Quite an interesting young lady. Her foul language undoubtedly from you?"
"No doubt", Gintoki replied.
The conversation stopped there and the silence returned for a few minutes before the samurai dared talk again. "What brings you here? Looking for some sunshowers?"
The Yato male did not reply straight away but looked as if he considered something. Maybe about what to tell him, if to tell him anything at all or perhaps how to act. He settled both for speech and actions. "You will have to come with us, no questions asked as no one among us will bother replying."
"Oh? Is the sun getting to be too much for you? You brought lotion for sunburns didn't you?!"
The man chuckled slightly, which Gintoki did not like as a response in this situation. "We simply remembered that your schedule was already full", he answered smoothly, "Appointment was to be today, no?" he continued.
The silver soul could do nothing but grin nervously, eyes reflecting the knowledge of the danger in the other's question.
To be continued . . .
Cliffhanger (as always! :3)! Do you feel the love?! :3
Thank you for reading. ~ Yaana