Hi everyone! So sorry for the long wait. I'm finally back!

I was totally busy last week because of preparations for my country's biggest cosplay event, which is Cosplay Mania. If you did attend Sunday's event (Day 2), and you saw a Kagura cosplayer wearing the red yukata/kimono with a huge-ass obi from the Yoshiwara in Flames Arc, chances are, you've spotted me. :)

Anyway, without further ado, here's chapter 6. As usual, adult situations. Please be warned.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gintama. It belongs to Hideaki Sorachi. I only own the plot, the ideas and the gag in this fanfiction.

Of Addiction and Neglect

Chapter 6

The jimi of the Shinsengumi had dropped by late afternoon yesterday at the Yorozuya Gin-chan and handed her a letter.

"What's this?" she asked him, studying the piece of paper in her hands.

"Yes, well… someone has found your QSP. Unfortunately, that person is unable to commit a schedule to return it to you. If you'd like, you can drop by that person's place tomorrow." Yamazaki said, trying his best not to let it slip that it was the first division captain who had found her lost item. He knew that if China knew that it had been the person she hated who had found her QSP, all hell would break lose. For now, all he could do was stall it. "Here's the address and the map, if you're interested…"

At once, Kagura snatched it from his hand and checked the contents. The address of the person who had found her QSP was a bit too far from the Yorozuya, but at least it wasn't a dangerous area.

"I'll just drop by then." she commented to Yamazaki, who was trying hard to don a poker face. "Guess there are still some good people in Edo after all. Imagine that, my QSP will be returned to me tomorrow. If it had been someone else, they probably sold it back in Akihabara for extra cash."

While Yamazaki wanted to tell her that he actually feared for her safety, all he could do was nod. In hindsight, he remembered that China was strong enough to be at par with Okita Sougo, and was the only female who dared to punch his face.

I hope I don't regret this! "Y-yes, I suppose so, China-san." He said, forcing a grin on his face.

Tomorrow came, and before she knew it, Kagura found herself in a suburban district filled with two-story buildings. She hadn't been here much, but she knew that the district was peaceful because families lived there, as well as young adults starting out on their own. There was hardly any crime in the area because it was close to the tax robbers' compound, and they were a phone call away.

Grinning to herself, she pranced up the stairs of the apartment she was to visit. Because it was a social visit to a stranger, she had armed herself by wearing her trademark red qipao, black pants and shoes. Instead of her hair covered in those circular hair ornaments, she let it flow down her shoulders, reaching the middle of her back.

She really couldn't wait to get her QSP back.

Knocking on the door, the grin she had practiced for her 'savior' was now plastered on her face.

As soon as the door opened and the identity of the kind citizen was revealed, her grin faltered and turned into shock.

"Y-you…!"

The person standing by the doorway smirked at her. "You're finally here."

The female Yato kept looking back and forth at the piece of paper in her hands with so much disbelief in her face that Okita Sougo tried hard not to smirk so much. "Yeah, I do think I got the wrong address—"

Before she could even set a foot away from his doorstep, he dangled a familiar-looking QSP right in front of her. "Hey, that's my QSP!" she said, jumping up to try and snatch it from his grasp but failed to do so. Sougo had held it higher, way out of her reach, smirking as she tried in vain to jump up and snatch it from him. "Give it back!"

"Not giving it back unless—"

"That's extortion, sadist." She interrupted angrily, glaring at him. "All I want is my gadget back 'cause that cost a bomb, and Gin-chan will want to check up on me to make sure I didn't lose or break it."

"You forget that I'm a sadist. People bend to my whims, not the other way around." He stated. "If you want it back, you'll have to play by my rules."

At this point, Kagura was really steaming. All along, she thought it had been a kind stranger who had found her QSP, but ended up face-to-face with a god-awful demon who seriously deserved some sort of heavenly punishment for whatever it was that he was planning. She knew that it wouldn't be pretty if it involved him.

"Fine, I'll play." She said, azure-colored irises glaring at his brooding blood-red orbs.

Immediately, he had perked up.

"… Get in. We'll have tea first."

She fell for it.

His place was, to Kagura's surprise, clean.

She would've expected it to look like Gin-chan's, messy, disorganized and looking like a pig sty. If it were not for Shinpachi's daily cleaning of his place, it would've been a disaster. She shuddered just thinking about it, and was thankful for the Yorozuya jimi's intervention. The sadist's place, on the other hand, was organized, clean, and totally minimalist. She could tell that he lived in one of those one bedroom places like Gin-chan, for there was a shoji that separated his living room and that place. The living room consisted of a television, a low table that also served as his dining table and some pillows. The kitchen was also in the living room, and that was where he was right now, making tea. Kagura content herself with sitting behind the low table, staring at the woodwork. She really felt uncomfortable right now, being in a place where she and a person from the opposite sex were alone. It wasn't the same as her feeling whenever it came to Gin-chan and Shinpachi, because this time around, her heart was racing, for some reason.

Was she… excited? Nervous?

She really didn't know.

A porcelain cup slid across from her, and she looked up to see sadist looking at her. "What are you staring at?"

"… The table."

He snorted. "Obviously. Where else would you stare at?"

"Not my fault if your place is boring." She said it in a deadpan tone that could rival his own.

"A kid's tastes will never understand minimalism."

"Yeah, whatever, I don't care. Now tell me what the hell you want me to do so I can have my QSP back." She said.

"You're shivering. Drink your tea first."

She shook her head. "I'm fine." She was wary of the tea. What if he was out to poison her?

"Okay. My condition is that you date me."

What the flying fuck—

She slammed her hands against the table. "What's that gotta do with my QSP?!"

"Seems like you're stuck in that space pirates idiocy that I took the liberty of playing that pathetic excuse for a sadist—"

"Hey! I was supposed to finish that, not you!" not only did he violate her personal rule of 'no one but herself plays the game from start to end', but that asshole just had to browse through her QSP and snoop around. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"—and I think that you need to be educated on how to deal with a sadist." He continued as if nothing had happened.

"No, I won't date you. One, I'm not allowed to, and number two, you've just topped the list of the people I hate." She shot back. "You know what? Forget it. I'll just tell Gin-chan that I've lost the QSP so I won't have to deal with you."

Just when she was about to stand up from the tatami, he was at her side immediately, both of his hands placed on her shoulders. Before she could even tell him to fuck off, he bent down to give her a quick peck on the lips. Inhaling and exhaling deeply after he had pulled back, he mumbled a hasty apology before leaning forward to kiss her again.

As soon as he had pressed his lips against hers, Kagura's mind immediately went blank.

All thoughts of her wanting to do bodily harm against the sadist were thrown out of the window, and all she could do was to stay still and close her eyes. Her heartbeat went erratic, and her mind became all fuzzy. The only thing she felt was his lips on her own, and the gentleness of his action. It was so unlike of him to not dominate anyone, or anything for that matter, and it surprised her. Surprisingly, even if her mind registered that it was the sadist who was kissing her, she made no move to push him away. In fact, her hands, as soon as it pressed against the tomoeri of his uwagi, she felt him pull away.

'No!' was the first thing her mind shouted as soon as she felt his lips parting away from her own. Immediately, she grabbed the tomoeri and pulled him towards her, her lips eager and unresisting. Okita, on the other hand, placed a hand on her nape to tilt her head and await yet another kiss…

… until someone knocked on the door.

"Okita-san, are you there?"

Sougo scowled at the interruption, but made no move to get up and answer the door. Instead, he pushed Kagura towards the tatami and hovered over her, his eyes gleaming with lust. This had been the exact situation he was looking for ever since she had accepted his invitation to have tea at his place, and he was going to take advantage every minute of it. There was no way he would let this pass, not when she herself was staring at him with lust in her azure-colored orbs.

Slowly, he began undressing her, her qipao unbuttoned at the right side of her chest, followed by the lowering of her pants. His desire fueled even further as soon as he saw her clad in her undergarments, and immediately, he began removing his own.

He noticed her eyes widen at the sight of him naked, but he knew that to gain her trust, he would have to be the one to make… sacrifices.

Funny, he was the sadist, yet here he was, catering to her whims.

Patience wasn't his strongest point, but for the first time in his life, he would have to practice it.

All for the one thing he couldn't easily have, he was willing to turn into the submissive role just this once.

"Kagura."

She woke up pretty close to around nine in the evening.

Disoriented, groggy and still sleepy, she stifled a yawn with her right hand, only to find out that her right hand wouldn't move. Slowly, she tugged it a bit, only to feel something move on her 'paralyzed side'. Kagura turned, and nearly screamed in shock.

On her right laid Okita Sougo, his right arm draped over her torso, forearm curling around her waist. His warm breath fanned against her shoulder, and was sleeping soundly, judging by the way his chest rose and fell. It took all of her willpower not to scream at the sight of him snuggling against her, and just when she was about to move away from him, she felt something poke against her hip.

Oh no…

Oh no.

OH HELL NO.

See, this was the thing that both anego and Gin-chan warned her about.

And idiotic, stupid her just had to go against what they had told her. Hell, she had slept with the guy who was probably gloating in his sleep at what he had just done…! Stupid, idiotic her, on the other hand, had fallen right into his trap, but really, she was asking for it. What had happened, though the details may be blurry, had been consensual, and she really couldn't argue that he had treated her badly. On the contrary, he was surprisingly gentle, understanding and even patient as the female Yato had attempted to do something on him—

'Okay, bad train of thought. Stop it.' She scolded herself as the familiar feeling between her legs slowly made its way back. Honestly, she wanted to close her eyes and sleep, for she had not yet recovered, but the thought of sadist giving her a triumphant look as soon as she opened her eyes was enough for her to decide on what she should do, and that was to go back to the Yorozuya.

Immediately, she sat up, waking up the Shinsengumi captain in the process, who jolted from his sleep and was now sitting up as well.

"What the hell, China. I was sleeping soundly—" as soon as he spoke the words, she immediately slapped him on the arm. "Oww."

"Y-you… I slept with you?!" she fully knew what had happened, but she just had to confirm it from the guy who had been well-aware of it all.

His raised eyebrows were enough for her. "It was mutual. Why the hell are you complaining?"

It wasn't as if she was complaining; more like, she was confused. Everything happened too fast, her judgment got clouded, and before she knew it, she was lying on her back, sadist hovering over her and—

"I-I gotta go." She mumbled, using the blanket to cover herself up. Hell, even if he saw her naked, it didn't mean he could take another free look the second time around.

"Where the hell are you going? It's dangerous to go out at night."

She shook her head. "I need to go home." Hastily, she grabbed her discarded clothing from the floor and discreetly began putting it back on. Several minutes later, she was fully dressed now, and had tossed away the blanket at the direction of the still-naked Sougo.

She couldn't, shouldn't stare at him, and had averted her gaze at the floor. Despite this, however, it wasn't enough to distract her from replaying the events from that afternoon, wherein his well-toned body was right in front of her and—

Her train of thought was suddenly interrupted when a hard object hit her in the face. Immediately, she looked up to glare at him, but faltered as soon as she saw the way Okita Sougo, prince of all the sadists, looked at her with so much hatred and contempt. This was certainly a first, and for some reason, it scared her.

"Get out."

"Huh?" stupid, idiotic her just had to open her mouth when it was obvious that the owner of the apartment was beyond angry right now.

"Didn't you hear me? I told you to get the fuck out." He said in an eerily calm tone that sent shivers down her spine. "You have fifteen seconds to leave before I dispose of your body."

Rubbing her sore cheek (she knew it would probably get all bruised tomorrow because of the impact), she could feel the tension running high in the air. As soon as her hands stopped shaking, she picked up her handheld console and hastily made her way out of the door. Running down the stairs of his apartment complex, she headed immediately for the direction of the Yorozuya, but had missed a stepped and fell flat on her face.

As soon as her face kissed the ground did she start to cry, and it wasn't the typical cry that girls were subject to whenever they were feeling sad. On the contrary, her own version of an emotional breakdown was that of a woman who had gotten her heart broken to pieces, and was crying out with what little dignity she had left.

In her face, however, her heart wasn't that broken, just… bruised. And totally hurting.

Truth to be told, she was also confused.

Despite all the shit that sadist had done to her, why was she crying over him…?

She really didn't know.

All she could do right now was cry until she was hoarse.

She really had to get back home before she caused a scene.

Picking herself up from the ground, and wiping her face using the qipao that she was wearing, the female Yato made her way back to the Yorozuya, failing to notice Okita Sougo, with a grim expression on his face, staring at her from the window of his apartment.

What the hell did he just do...?

With his mind in the gutter, his body still feeling the after-sex lust, Okita Sougo had no idea what the heck just happened.

How naive of him to think that China would immediately have a change of heart by rejecting her 2D guys and openly accept him instead. He probably scared her away.

The irony of it was that he told himself that he would be patient.

'The fuck just happened?' the sadist asked himself, pressing a hand against his forehead as he slumped against the wall in defeat. Never in his life had he felt so much frustration and anger at himself. The way he felt right now was nearly the same when his beloved sister had died, and the outright rejection had hurt both his ego and his... feelings.

'Well, this is new. Me, having... feelings.' he shuddered at the thought.

Fuck it all.

A cold shower was in order.

And that's it for now. I'll try and update as soon as I can, alright...? I haven't proofread this as well 'cause I haven't recovered from last week's activities, so please bear the grammatical and spelling errors for the meantime.

Thank you again for reading, and please do review. It'll help me a lot in updating this faster.