Disclaimer: The characters of Gintama belong to Sorachi Hideaki. :)

Authors Note: Hola! Sorry for lateness people!

Chap. 33 Betrayal is Really in this Year, Don't You Think?

"Sorry."

Hijikata and Sougo point their swords at Kondo, faces impassive.

"There's no solid reason why you should arrest this idiot." Hijikata says.

Kondo frowns, a look of annoyance on his face. "It's true there is no solid reason…"

Sougo raises an eyebrow. "Then why the hell?!"

"I can't tell you." Kondo whispers.

"What the hell? Why can't you tell us?" Hijikata asks, lowering his sword slightly.

Gintoki glances at Kondo as he remains silent. He smirks, sticking his pinkie in his nose, twisting it. "Oi, Okuji- kun. Your boss lied to you. Now you can quit being a clean lap dog and finally become a bigger dog who can finally shit whenever he wants."

"Is that what you say to someone who's trying to save your ass?!" Hijikata screams, turning to glare at him. "What the hell does that even mean?!"

Gintoki puts a hand on his chin, nodding. He pats Hijikata on the shoulder. "It means you've risen in the ranks. Good job Okuji- kun."

Before Hijikata can retort. Sougo interrupts.

"Boss!" Gintoki looks at him, taking his pinkie out of his nose. Sougo turns slightly, but not enough for Gintoki to see his face. "Do you not understand what's happening?"

Gintoki sighs. "Kid, this universe has no justice. You guys can say whatever you want. You can lock me up. You can kill me. It doesn't matter." Gintoki smirks. "Cause I'd either break down the iron bars or come back with the power of dragon balls."

Sougo chuckles. "Yeah, you probably would." He turns to Kondo, glaring. "Why would you make the order of arrest for boss?"

"Also, why did you lie to us?" Hijikata asks.

Kondo grits his teeth. Suddenly he screams. "Because the order was not mine!"

Everyone looks at him in surprise. Yamazaki is the first to speak with a slight stutter. "W-Wait… Then whose order was it…?"

Kondo shakes his head, voice desperate. "No wait… I-It was my order…-"

Suddenly a gunshot resounds, everyone instinctually ducking.

Kondo takes his hands off his head, shaking slightly. "Shit…"

"The order… was mine." A very familiar voice slurs.

Kondo turns. "H-Hey…" He says to his one and only superior.

Matsudaira lowers his gun, smoke from his cigarette twisting into the air. He glances at Kondo, any emotion hidden behind his sunglasses. "Why did you give my naughty secret away?" He lifts his gun again, pointing it at Kondo. "Hm? Gorilla?"

Abuto's eye twitches. "Um… Captain?"

"Hm?"

Abuto sighs. "You do realize that earthlings… don't eat like this!"

Kamui looks up five dumplings filling his mouth. "Why would I give a shit what earthlings do?" He answers his mouth full.

Abuto massages his forehead. "You'll be the death of me…" He mumbles. Kamui smirks, picking up a bowl full of rice and a pair of chopsticks. Abuto glances around the diner. "So, why are we here? You were so worked up before by Gintoki's bounty."

"Eating helps me think." Kamui murmurs around a pile of rice in his mouth, making his cheeks seem bloated. "Besides…" Kamui swallows the rice with a light gulp. "Why do you never eat anything? Are you getting senile? Or like that eating disorder that humans get where they don't want to eat anything cause they think they're fat? Do you think you're fat?"

"It's called anorexia." Abuto glares at him. "And no! I don't think I'm fat!" Abuto sits back in the booth, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's just that watching you eat makes me sick."

"Why?" Kamui asks, a pile of rice dripping out of his mouth.

Abuto sighs, closing his eyes. "You really are going to be the death of me…" Abuto looks up as he hears the bell of the diner door opening. Suddenly his eyes widen. "Shit… You really were the death of me captain…"

Kamui raises an eyebrow. "Huh?"

Abuto turns his head, closing his eyes. "The grim reaper's here to take me to that hell place…"

"What the hell…" Kamui turns around in the booth glancing at the door. Kamui tilts his head at the man standing by the door. He was wearing a black cloak, a hood obscuring his features. "Is that how the humans depict the Grim Reaper?" He mumbles.

"All he's missing is the scythe…" Abuto says with a sigh.

Kamui turns, settling back down in the booth folding his arms across his chest. "Ridiculous…" Suddenly, Kamui's head snaps up.

"Captain?" Abuto asks.

Kamui sniffs the air, a smile coming to his lips. "There… seems to be someone very interesting in here." Kamui glances around the diner, his eyes resting back on the man in the black cloak who had settled into a booth. Kamui smirks. "Yep, it's him."

"Captain, don't start a fight here." Abuto's eyes widen when Kamui gets up, walking towards the man. "Captain!"

Kamui tilts his head as he approaches the man. Just under the hood you could see a scar ending on the middle of his cheek. Kamui stops in front of the table the man was sitting at. He smirks. "Hey. You have a very interesting smell. I've smelled it before..."

"Really?" The man asks, clearly amused. "And what does it smell like boy?" Kamui grins as does the man.

"Nothing much… just something I'm very interested in." Kamui answers. "Can you guess?"

The man tilts his head, the hood shifting showing locks of light gray hair and a scar that seemed to run farther up his face. "I don't know… The only thing I could possibly have the smell of is…" He lifts a hand, gripping the hem of his hood. "The blood of innocents."

Before Kamui can see the hood come off, something whizzes towards him. Kamui instinctually bends back, the object flying over him, not even grazing him. Instead the object hits a man, he screams as do the rest of the civilians in the diner.

Kamui glances behind him at the man. The man was sitting on the ground hands shaking over a small needle sticking out of his arm. "I can't move my arm!" He screams. A couple of humans in the diner come to help him.

Kamui looks back over at the man, his facial features free from the darkness the hood provided. Kamui raises an eyebrow. "Poison darts?"

The man grins, reaching into his cloak, whipping out four more darts.

Kamui smirks. "Well, isn't that cheating?"

The man says nothing, taking a step back as he raises his hand full of darts.

Kamui shakes his head. "You know a fighter that relies on poison is really…" The man gasps as Kamui suddenly appears in front of him. Kamui grins. "Is really pathetic."

Before the man can react, Kamui pulls his fist back punching the man in the abdomen. The force sends the man crashing through the diner window.

Kamui laughs, starting to follow the man, but a hand on his shoulder stops him.

"Captain." Abuto says. "You can't fight here."

Kamui chuckles. "I'm not fighting here, I'm fighting out there." He walks over, jumping over the broken table and onto the window sill. Before he jumps out he looks behind him at Abuto. "Oh, and Abuto?" Abuto glances at him. Kamui grins, closing his eyes. "If you ever tell me what to do again, I'll kill you." With that he's gone.

Abuto sighs, running a hand through his hair. "To think I actually thought you gave up on trying to fight with people randomly." Abuto smiles. "Well, at least a few things changed…"

Kamui grins, clapping his hands together. "Well, you held together. Good job human."

The man glances up, trying to find his footing. He exhales slowly, smiling slightly. "Well, looks like I didn't pick a fight with a mere child. What's your name?"

Kamui chuckles. "Names don't matter now."

The man tilts his head. "Well, I guess you're right, because you're going to kill me right?"

Kamui laughs. "Damn, you're so smart!"

The man chuckles. "Before you kill me I'd like to ask you a question." Kamui raises an eyebrow. The man reaches into his cloak, pulling out a folded piece of paper, unfolding it he shows it to Kamui. "I'm sure you might know this man."

Kamui's eyes widen at the picture of the white haired samurai. Kamui glances up at the man. "Why are you looking for him?"

The man chuckles. "Well, you see… I bear quite a large grudge against this man."

"A grudge? Hm… Did he beat you in a fight?" Kamui asks, eyeing him daringly.

The man glares at him, but says anyway. "Yes he did…"

"Why did you have the feeling to ask me if I knew him?" Kamui asks.

The man smirks. "Well, you see… You seemed to change after meeting him. The Yato feel you have gone soft, Kamui."

Kamui's eyes widen. "Who are you?"

The man smirks. "Someone you'll meet when Sakata Gintoki is dead."

Kamui grits his teeth, getting into one of his stances. "Like hell I'd let that happen."

The man laughs, making Kamui pause. "You see, Kamui, I won't be fighting you. I'm sure you won't want to mess with me."

Kamui's eye twitches, growing impatient. "And why not?"

The man smirks. "You may want the one who will actually destroy everything you hold dear."

Kamui snorts. "And what do I hold dear?"

The man chuckles. "How about your sister?"

Kamui's eyes widen slightly, but he slowly covers up his surprise. "Why the hell would I care about her?"

"You may not care about her, but you don't want her dead do you?"

Kamui uncurls his fist slightly, images of Kagura being dead flashing in the forefront of his mind. He shakes his head. "What's your point?"

The man sighs. "Damn, you're a really slow kid aren't you? Soon, something is going to happen, involving your sister, possibly her death."

"Oh?" Kamui says disbelief in his voice. "And how do you know this?"

The man smirks. "I have my sources." He turns, walking up the street. "You might want to hurry little Yato!"

"Hold on!" Kamui yells.

The man stops. "I almost forgot…" He turns grinning his eyes bright. "My name is Oboro." With that he walks away.

Kamui tilts his head, doing something he's never done before; contemplating. "Damn… all this thinking hurts my head." He looks to where the man was. "I need to find Gintoki…"

Oboro chuckles, looking down at Kamui from the rooftop. He sits back on his haunches as he hears his cellphone go off. He takes it out lifting it up to his ear. "Yes?"

"Did you get it done?" The voice on the other end asks.

Oboro nods, either though the person on the other end couldn't see. "Yes, he's out of the way for now… What was the point of us telling him the higher- ups plans?"

The man on the other end chuckles. "No reason really… it'd make things more interesting."

Oboro smirks. "You sure like to keep things interesting samurai."

Oboro could almost hear the man on the other end smirk. "Of course. This rotten world wouldn't be any fun."

Oboro chuckles, ending the call. He looks up at the sky. "Well, if you want things to stay interesting, how about I don't follow what you say anymore, Takasugi Shinsuke?" Oboro laughs, standing up. "Well, you better be prepared Sakata Gintoki. Let's relieve this grudge of mine."

"The worst pain in the world goes beyond the physical. Even further beyond any other emotional pain one can feel. It is the betrayal of a friend."- Heather Brewer

Authors Note: Well, I cut it off there… MUWHAHAHAHAHA.

Yes, Matsudaira was the one who made Kondo lie! But why…? (;

Kamui so cool *drools*

And Oboro?! He betrayed Takasugi! (Man, there's a lot of betrayal in this story… You guys were probably expecting it.)

Also the quote is from a really good author, go check her out. She wrote a really good series.