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This one kinda is, hmmmmm... how to I say it, well lets just say Sougo is coming to terms with his feeling. Or something like that? anyway enjoy this lowly authors update!

(C)Disclaimer: I do not own GINTAMA!

"Roses are red, Violets are blue

I want you dead, Buy me sukonbu!"

It was a fine morning at the Shinsengumi compound. A few men huddled up together talking in awe about how the demon vice commander suppressed a group of patriotic terrorist from causing trouble during a meeting of the ministry and well-known nobles with minimal to no amount of casualties. Some can be seen running around with stacks of paper towering their heads, fatigue heavily visible beneath their eyes as they hurried towards the chief's office.

Let's not forget the routinely morning banter of the first division captain Okita Sougo and his division secretary Yato Kagura.

"Oi you! Can't you write a decent report? Who the hell was getting it on with the suspect?" The prince of sadists glared at his subordinate.

"Ehhhhh? But it was a chase." Kagura countered, defending her choice of words on said report.

"Then say so in the report! Don't make me sound like some kind of pervert!"

"Ahhh? But aren't you?" She said innocently. Her eye lashes fluttering, eyes glossing from the morning sunlight. She bent forward a little, looking up at the young captain trying to emphasize her point.

'Ahhn, cute'

"Haaaaaaaah? What the hell! Why are you blushing?! You sicko! Who have you been molesting! I'm reporting you to the police!" Kagura accused, disgust written all over her face. If the division captain admits to molesting someone, then she'd destroy the pervert right then and there.

"We are the police! Dammit china, fix this one after lunch." He cursed. This is what he gets for skipping breakfast. He's becoming delusional to the point of thinking that kagura's name and the word cute belonged to the same sentence.

It's been going on for days now, weeks really. Lately he has been seeing the china beast in a new light. Nothing has changed about her; her crude personality stayed the same, her nose picking habit hasn't left yet, her insubordination towards the first division captain remained, her rude condescending judgmental blue eyes, her smooth white porcelain skin, those silky soft vermillion locks—

Stop. Right. There.

This is what he meant by 'seeing china in a new light'. Nothing has changed in regards to her; it's him that's the problem. China is still china but somehow– not china?

Does that make sense?

It's like the gods are playing a nasty trick on his eyes. If they wanted to play a game they should have just blinded him instead of having him see these strange revolting illusions while looking at china. Just the other day, he almost got intimate with a tree when it sprouted out of nowhere as he ogled china in their new 'summer uniform'. The women wore a black skirt which is about 5 inches above the knee, partnered with black stockings and a pair of 3 inched high heels. The torso is covered with a white short sleeved button-up shirt. There is no required hair style but that day china chose to put her bright vermillion locks in a casual messy bun show casing her nape‒ how scandalous. He felt miserable at the fact that Yamazaki had to tell him to look where he was going.

"Oi sadist! If you want this report done fast you could try helping a little" she whined. Her butt was itching from sitting on the chair for a long time. There is a fine line between working dutifully and being bossed around by a slave driver.

"That's captain of the first division to you, when do you plan on giving respect to your superiors?" He inquired, distracting her from her previous complaint.

"I give respect not because you're at a higher position or that you deserve it but because I'm well educated and a well mannered human being."

"Which part of you is well mannered?"

"Exactly! Which is why I don't give respect, dammit!" She said as she stuffed sukonbu in her mouth. This girl's logic is unfathomable.

"When are you going to stop eating that trash?"

"When are you going to stop being complete garbage?" She retorted, chewing on her favourite snack. It was a good thing her slave driving superior wasn't strict when it comes to eating food while working. If she was working under Hijikata she'd probably get an earful. Maybe there are some perks to working for this dumbass, no matter how minimal it was.

He drew closer. She was typing too viscously at the keyboard as if she was fighting a bloody war with Cao Cao that she didn't notice him come near. He caught a whiff of vanilla mixed with the stench of sukonbu.

"I-am-not-garbage—"

Groooowl~

Did the smell of vanilla made him hungry because he would rather drown in the Pacific Ocean, mauled by a bear or play the ukulele than think that it was actually the smell of sukonbu that made him hungry– or maybe china.

"The fuck sadist, do you want to eat me or something?!"

You have no idea...

"Here eat this instead" she shoved a handful of the surely poisonous substance in his mouth, covering it with her hand to mute his protest. After struggling he finally broke free from her hold.

"Cough cough— what the hell china!" Suddenly he didn't feel so good. His head swirled and his innards twirled. His vision blurred and soon he found himself passing out, the darkness eating away at his consciousness.

She typed away at the keyboard of the computer, her nimble fingers lightly touching the surface of the black square keys, the tapping sound resonating with the beating of his heart. Her cerulean blue eyes fixated at the LED screen, light shining onto them making her eyes glitter delightfully. Her brows knotted in full concentration, the delectable curve dancing below her forehead. Her cheeks flushed from the heat of the sun seeping through the windows, a bead of sweat trickling down her temple caressing her down her jaws and shying away on her neck. Her chapped lips formed a pout, glossing with saliva as she licked them wet. How he dreamed for those same lips, how soft are they against his own. How they would feel roaming around his face, his neck down his clavicle onto his chest.

Those pink cherry plump lips—

Okita sougo at a very young and youthful age was poisoned and is about to die.

Then if this was his last breathe. Shouldn't he take the opportunity to savour her sweet mouth—

There has been a mistake. Okita sougo was not poisoned. Rather. He is simply hallucinating and is out of his god dammed mind. This is not real—

Then if this isn't reality, and that this is just a dream. There shouldn't be any harm even if he touch her lips with his—

Gah! No matter what reasoning he used, it always ended up with him wanting to kiss the china doll- slash that- beast, the china beast. That's right

He was definitely out of his mind. He knew he wasn't a good person but he was going to hell for thinking of doing shameless things to his secretary. God why?! Why do you punish him so? Sure he tried to kill Hijikata a few times, sure he abused Yamazaki to his heart's content, and yes he is virtually offensive to every single human being in the compound, and of course he tried to kill Hijikata a lot of times; but does that really warrant him to such a cruel vindictive punishment?

He really didn't want to go to hell in all honesty. Especially if he'd just end up meeting Hijikata there as well, because that man was definitely going back to the fiery abyssal planes he came from.

He has had enough. Why was he so insistent anyway? If this was a play by the Gods then he'd play their little game and win. He isn't the type to lose and if that's how things are going to go down then so be it. They will all go to hell along with him.

Sougo...

She breathe

He gasped

Sougo...

She moaned

He growled

China...

china...

"Captain okita!" a frantic scream, a loud cry.

"Zaki...?" He said weakly. His vision was blurry but he could tell that the hysterical voice came from the plain officer.

"You ate some unknown substance. Most likely poison! We thought we were going to lose you!" He said crying in a very comical manner.

"Soooouuuuuugoooo! Are you okay?!" Kondo cried out. The crowd was getting bigger and it was becoming more and more painful to understand what was going on.

"How long was I out?"

"About 5 hour's maybe?" The main perpetrator answered. She was sitting at the clinic chair swiping her finger on her phone playing fruit punch samurai.

"Five fucking hours?! What the hell happened?"

"Don't strain yourself o-high-and-mighty division captain." She said grinning evilly. His head ache and her devilish grin was turning into a flirty smirk to his haze-filled eyes. What was he doing before he passed out anyways? Oh yeah, they‒ China, were writing a report.

"Hmmmm, which reminds me how's that report coming along?"

"..."

"Uwahh! It's done!" She stretched her arms above her head. She was tired.

"Took you long enough."

"Well if you helped it would have been faster!"

"Well then, I'll be taking this to Hijikata. Wait for me here" said Sougo as he sluggishly slide the door open and exited. The first division captain has been acting strange recently. How would she say it, he has been more 'on the stupid side' lately. His head is in the gutter, he's had this idiotic look on his face and he keeps injuring himself a lot. Now that she thinks about it, it's actually not that different? Maybe she's just thinking too hard. He's probably finally going into puberty or something at long last. Okita Sougo was late at a lot of things after all. He was always late waking up, late at meetings and pretty much late at maturing into adulthood‒brain cells wise. But at the same time he wasn't. He was quick to save people in danger, he could promptly sense other people's worries and concerns— he just doesn't show he cares, or really doesn't care at all— and he acts fast especially when the situation is beneficial to him. Over all he is a strange person to be with but kagura enjoys it all the same. There is no point in getting all riled up because that means giving into his sadistic pleasures.

Only a few minutes have passed and Okita Sougo has already returned.

"That was fast?"

"You think I'd actually stay at his mayonnaise infected office for long?" Not at all.

"So I can go home now right?" Relieved, she stood up readying herself.

"Of course not China, we have to wait for Hijikata to see if there are any revisions." Dejected she sat down her chair.

"Huh? Weren't you supposed to check it first beforehand so that he would be receiving the final draft?"

"That's too troublesome..."

This guy...! How long would it take before Mayora finished reading that?! They sat waiting. Not talking to each other. He looked bored not minding the silence but the suffocating atmosphere was killing her. It was too quiet for her liking. And it's strange, why isn't he talking? He's just tapping his pen on his nose like some pessimistic 3 year old who refused to play with other kids due to the fear of losing a limb while riding the seesaw.

"Hey, it's boring here." She couldn't take it anymore. "Go buy me sukonbu." She sat down the floor facing him.

"You wish China..."

"... It's weird, it's too quite!" She roared, anger slowly seeping in. Why?

"What?, You nervous?" He smirked

"What? No!"

"Really? Then... Let's play a game to ease your boredom." He dragged the words out his mouth.

"What kind?" A wide grin started forming at his face. She shouldn't have asked.

"The Nervous Game." She gulped

"You start from the top of the head going downwards, anything goes. Originally you're supposed keep asking 'are you nervous' to the other person but since you're a little liar and I don't trust you that would be way too easy."

"Since when have I lied to you?" she retorted, hurt at the subliminal message he was implying.

"So in our game, you don't lose when you admit you're nervous. When the opponent reaches your foot without you making a noise, you win. But if you do make a noise, you lose. Loser has to do whatever the winner says." He explained.

"Like buying sukonbu? What if we both make a noise?"

"Then it will depend on which part of the body you made a noise at. The nearest to the head would be the loser."

"Like if I poked your eye and you yelled you lose?"

"Yeah, but if I pulled your hair and you screamed you lose. Simple." This seemed like a very painful game. She liked it.

Sougo inched towards her till they were sitting face to face. "Alright I'll go first—"

"I'll go first! Horyaaaah!" Kagura was too excited that her hand came down at his head with tremendous force karate chopping his skull.

Gushuu—! Is she trying to kill him? Is blood rushing out of his nose? Is he going to die!? He looked up at her only to see a mad grin on her face. Shit. He was going to die.

"Ohh? Playing tough?" Her next move consisted of her slamming her palms on both of his cheeks then squeezing them together distorting his handsome face. He would not budge, hang in there Sougo.

"Hmmm...let's see..." She stuck out her pinkie and thrust it hard at his vocal chords making sougo drop on all fours and choke silently. This girl was merciless. "Hey, hey now. We ain't done till you make a sound. If you don't make one soon you're going to die a quite death." Sougo was starting to regret this.

This wasn't working; she needed to change tactics if she wanted to get anything out of the Sadist prince. A muffled scream or a surprised gasp; what if... she surprised him with a gentle touch, a move he doesn't expect!

Gently, she placed her hand on his shoulder—he flinched. Good it's working. She trailed her hands downwards to his pectorals. It was a good thing he wore the shinsengumi jacket or else she would have felt the loud pounding of his heart inside his chest. If the girl was feeling cheatish she could have reasoned the loud banging sound as a noise and declare that he lost.

Her hands travelled further down into his jacket pausing at his stomach. Kagura absentmindedly feeling his hard abdominal muscles rippling through her touch beneath the white long-sleeved shirt he wore. Don't they have summer uniforms?

Sougo on the other hand was so focused not to make a sound. He knew this was Kagura's tactics and he will not fall for it. Her hands lingering on his abs longer than what was supposed to be was a play by her. But she couldn't keep this up for long. China was stubborn and hated to lose, but she was still a girl. The only place she could touch next was his hip, then his knees and once she reach his foot it was home run for him already. Or so he thought—

He gasped, eyes widening as he felt China's small fingers touch the bulge in his pants. Danger signals flooded his brain and he stood up flushing at the girls crude actions.

"What the hell china!" He screamed, covering his embarrassed face with one hand and swiping away her offending ones with the other.

"What! You said anything goes?!"

"So you go about touching peoples—"

"Well that wouldn't have happened if you had just made a noise!" Is she saying he should have just lost on purpose? "Whatever sadist, your turn. Let's get this over with so you can buy me sukonbu." Is what she said but the china beast has a point, it's not over till it's over. You'll definitely loose china.

Still embarrassed by the unintentional harassment he received, he proceeded to sit in front of the sexual assaulter who had both her arms and legs crossed.

He hesitantly placed his right hand on top of her head. She made a face— is that the best you could do?

It irked him how she caught him off guard and now she's brimming with confidence. He touched her forehead with his right thumb, sliding it down the side of her nose to her cheek bones. He traced circles around her cheek feeling the heat increase as seconds passed by. She had a look of 'what are you playing at sadist?'

Sougo was mesmerized at how Kagura's pale white cheeks turned a light pink. Her lips parted causing him to unconsciously to redirect his attention. He thumbed her plump glossy lips and without thinking, connected his lips to hers. It was a light touch, just a brush of his lips. He stared at her completely dazzled by how soft they felt. He continued to absentmindedly assault her lips.

On the other hand kagura was in shambles. To her, the 'eyes half lidded' look Okita gave her was him saying 'Anything goes china'. She was horrified that he would stoop so low just to win their silly game. But she would not yield; she would not make a sound!

By this time Sougo had the gall to lightly peck on her jaws then his kisses travelled to her neck. He licked a particular spot which made her shiver and decided to suck it. 'Moan for me China~'

SHE WOULD NOT! This... This man! And they called her a beast?! This guy would go as far as this just to win?

Sougo's left hand held her head in place while his other smoothened their way from her lips to her neck, brushing her shoulders, briefly stopping at the side of her chest before going down to her hips, again rubbing circular patterns on the exposed skin just above the lining of her skirt. Kagura exhaled, breathless, soundless.

This man was inches away from violating her and she was letting him! All because she was too prideful and hated to lose. Was this still even a game? And he called himself a police! He should be hanged! Hanged!

The current sexual offender felt like he was dreaming, his hand moved on its own and his lips kissed with its own free will. Ahhn. He let a quite moan escape his lips— extremely aroused by the sight of china, trembling silently under his hands. Her eyes shut close, lips swollen pink, her neck with reddened patches, her shirt unbuttoned at the bottom end and her skirt was ruffled upwards. He was definitely going to jail for this.

Feeling exhilarated, he slipped his hand beneath her black pencil skirt, roaming on her thighs inching his way to that sweet spot both so madly aches for.

"SOUGO! What the hell is with this report?! Are you fucking with me?"

The sliding door sprang open with a furious Hijikata at the other end. He expected to find a certain sadistic bastard with his red sleeping mask lying but instead was surprised with the china girl on the floor, lying on her side head propped up with one arm and picking her nose with the other hand.

"Ahh., so-sorry. Where's Sougo?" He asked cautiously.

"Huh? Dunno, he suddenly went flying out the window at mac speed." She said casually, flicking a booger from her pinkie.

"That bastard! Trying to escape me!" Hijikata went stomping out closing the sliding door in a fit of rage.

It was true though. The moment they heard Hijikata's foot storming towards them she instantly gasped for air, lifted Sougo high up using all four limbs tossing him as far as she can out the window, injuries be damned. She then quickly fixed her clothes and donned a casual pose.

Ahh! whatever. 'Bets are off I guess'. Since technically they both lost.

Or does that mean they both get punishments?

(A/N): Annnnnnnnnnd done! so... tell me what you think? btw when i write stories, i usually just get the idea first. they come up anytime, like when im in the bathroom or so, then when i feel like it i write the story in my phone, bit by bit... haha... thats why it takes so long for me to update.. cuz im lazy... and it takes so long that sometimes i forget what was happenning... hahah...