CHAPTER VII
GINTOKI: Oi! Before we continue this chapter, let's see the Author's friend's ratings on this fanfic after he read the past chapters.
AUTHOR: Eh? There such thing?
GINTOKI: Yup. Let's see…
Writing Style: 2.5/5.0
Grammar (errors): 3.0/5.0
Typing errors: 3.5/5
Story: 2.5/5.0
Other errors: 3.5/5.0
Result: Frustrated Writer. Options: Retire writing and get the hell back to music.
AUTHOR: What the hell! This is a terrible grade.
GINTOKI: Now see it? You should stop this fanfic at once and continue training your language/vocabulary skills…
AUTHOR: Shut up strawberry face! You're just saying this so I can stop writing stupid ideas on you. Now you said it, I'm gonna write something you will surely hate but maybe not on this chapter. Anyway this is chapter seven. Thanks for the people who keeps reviewing my fanfic and those who continue reading it.
CHAPTER VII
It's already past 11:00, almost all the stores and bars are all closed in Yoshiwara. There are a few drunkards on the streets but seems to be harmless. Some Hyakka are patrolling on the roofs and alleys.
"Excuse me sir, but we're closing… Sir?" Said the waiter, poking his cheeks softly. No one is in the Witchfinder General Bar except for the waiter, Gintoki and Tsukuyo who fell asleep after drinking a bottle of wine together. The band is also there who is ready to leave with their instruments that are already in their cases. Only the small regular lights are on, making the bar darker than earlier.
"Huh? What the…" He grunted with his tired eyes slit open. He scratched the back of his shoulder and lifted his head lazily. "What is it?" He murmured as he rubbed his eyes.
"Sir, we're closing. Sorry to bother you but you must leave now." He said clearer and louder in a polite tone.
Gintoki finally realized that he fell asleep and quickly sit up straight with his yes already bright and wide. "Damn, I must've slept long… What time is it?" He asked.
The waiter looked at his Rolex wrist watch and read it for a second. "It's 11 o'5."
"Damn. I lost trace of those suspicious guys with guns…" He said to himself with bit anger to his carelessness. Upon hearing those words, the waiter suddenly remembered something about what Gintoki's muttering at.
"Excuse me sir, but I think I know who you are referring to… Is it about those guys who came in group with guns and a suitcase?"
Gintoki looked at him with brighten eyes. "Really? Do you know who they are?"
"Yes." He replied with a smile. "I remember them. I saw the manager talk to them. They are not really mobs or some hoodlums. They went here to sell fake guns for displays and UZI lighters. The manager loved it and bought 1 of each. " He connected. They had a drink for a while before they left.
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"E-ehh?" His efforts on observing them for thirty minutes before he unconsciously fell asleep were useless after hearing those words. He finally knew that they didn't gain any progress in tracing that drug selling group. "Speaking of it… Where's Zurako and mayo freak?"
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There is a dark part of Yoshiwara, a part where it was abandoned many years ago with condemned buildings. Streets are filled with nothing but junk and useless objects.
"Where the hell are we?" Muttered Zurako while they are walking the creepy unknown street where no one ever went these days. "A better question would be… Where did that old man went?" Shouted Toushiko with a cigarette in his mouth.
They've been following the old man for four hours. In the bar, in the flower shop, in the park and even in the public bathroom they follow him. They feel at first that they are going nowhere until the old man walk to the unknown street until they reached the foggy ghost town part of Yoshiwara.
" Crap! I thought it was easy to follow some geezer around." Said Zurako with a disappointment look on his face.
"What the hell? It's your fault anyway. If you didn't play with those puppies earlier, we should've got already close to him!" Answered Toushiko angrily.
"Sorry. But I cannot refuse to hug those cute kittle angels." He replied with a cool smile.
"What's up with that smile in your face, like you accomplished something very important?" He muttered.
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"So you're really following me all this time?" A dried raspy voice echoed from nowhere.
The two idiots stopped and listened to it while their right hand ready to draw their swords.
"I kinda have fun on luring you everywhere." He chuckled. The fogged slowly disappeared, exposing the old man standing on the roof of a 2 story building. "You got the wrong…" His voice died out as he sees the two looking around like they're looking for a cat.
"Hello. Are you there?" called out Zurako as he took off the cover of a trash can and looked inside it.
"Come out come out wherever you are hiding." Called out Toshiko as look under the flower pot.
"Yoohoo!" Shouted Zurako in the big drainage pipe leaning on the wall.
"Stop playing 'hide and seek'." Said Toshiko as he crouches down and peeks inside the plastic cup on the ground.
"Gnn… Hey… Wait…" Muttered the old man until he bursts out in anger. "Where the hell are you idiots looking at! I'm right here on the roof! And why the hell are looking inside the plastic cup!" He shouted that caught the attention of the two. The two looked at him while the moon shines behind him.
"So there you are? And you already knew from the beginning." Zurako said with confidence in his face.
"You're a quick one, old man" said Toushiko. "How fast did you get there while hiding in the plastic cup?" He connected.
"Stupid? I didn't hide in there! What makes you think that I can hide inside a plastic cup!" He replied with an angry tone.
"You really don't know what are you saying Toushiko." Said Zurako as he pat his shoulder "It's obvious that he didn't hide inside the plastic cup before he showed up." He connected with a smartass attitude. "As you can see, the drainage pipe is the nearest hiding place to the roof where he is standing right now. So, it's clear that he hides the drainage pipe before jumping on the roof to make a cool appearance."
"You're an idiot too! And what's with that successful look in your face!" Shouted the old man who's losing his patience on the idiots senseless words.
He quickly jumped out of the roof and smoothly landed in front of them. He looked at them with a grin in his face and said with a rough voice "You've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya, punks?"
Zurako was surprised with that question and felt that this is not just an old man they encountered. He looked down and snickered secretly. "You're really good in Hollywood movie quotes and lines… I have a law to myself; that I will not hurt old and very young people…But…" He paused for a moment and looked at him. "…I'll take my chances against the law. You'll take yours against the sea." He connected.
"Oi stop saying cool lines from my favorite movies!" Demanded Toushiko.
The old man turned his glare to Toushiko. "You!" He pointed. "Do you have a search warrant to or at least badges?" Somehow he knew that Toushiko is a police.
"Badges? We ain't got no badges! We don't need no badges! I don't need to show you any stinking badges!" He shouted as he quickly moves to attack the old man. He slashed the sword directly to him but he realized the he just swung it in the air.
"What the?"
"Kid, your 45 years younger to hit me." He whispered behind Toushiko in the mid air and quickly hit him behind his neck with his bare hand that made him unconscious as he slams on the ground.
Before Zurako could make move, the oldie is already behind him and whispered to his ears "I'm kind of a big deal." before he put Zurako to sleep.
Now they are both pinned down by the unknown old man.
A minute later a black luxury car came and stopped at front of the old man. A big guy in tuxedo went out of the car and approach to the old man. "Boss, are you alright? Do you want me to dispose them to the sea?"
"No. let them be. We just don't kill. We kill for money, and these two idiots are not obstruction into it." He paused for a moment to light a cigarette. He looked at them with cold eyes and said to them "Why don't you come up sometime to see me?" Before he left and rides the car, leaving the two behind with a sachet of drug as a reward for entertaining him.
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"T-t-teh… You're so heavy and please quit movin'!" He mumbled while carrying the sleeping Tsukuyo again on his back while holding a plastic bag with 3 bottles of Montrachet wine that they didn't finish. It'll be a waste if he didn't take it home. He didn't mind that the two bottles are for Toushiko and Zurako, they wouldn't mind it anyway.
"I think it happened before. Hmm… I'm just not sure about it." He thought. Then someone approached him. A guy he really knew. A guy who can't live without those expensive sunglasses.
"Yo! Gin-san, it's unusual to meet you here this kind of time. So, you're dating that babe after all." He said.
"H-Hasegawa. What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on your date with your wife for your wedding anniversary?" Asked Gintoki.
He hesitated to answer that question but he knew he would understand since he is a close friend of his. "I screwed up our wedding anniversary day." He said in with fake smile. But the silver haired samurai cannot be fooled by that. "What happened?"
"I don't what just happened. I made a reservation yesterday but when we came back to that restaurant, he said that I didn't make a reservation." He answered as his eyes wants to cry after saying that "How madao can I be?" Muttered Hasegawa.
Somehow, he felt sorry for his friend and want to show affection to him. "Yo! Hasegawa. Take one of these." He gestured to take a bottle of wine in the plastic bag he's holding.
"Huh? What is it?" He takes a good look and picked out one out. To his surprise it's a Montrachet, one of the expensive wines. "This is…"
"It's the only thing I give to help. Now go, and celebrate your wedding anniversary. You still have thirty minutes before this important day passed." Said Gintoki.
Hasegawa can't do anything but to cry. Tears of joy flow through his cheek even he tried to cover his eyes with his arm. "G-Gintoki…"
"Stop crying like a baby and chase your wife. " He demanded.
Hasegawa nods with full of spirit and quickly sprint away with bottle in his hand until he can no longer see him. "I'll treat some sake sometime." He shouted before got too far as he waved goodbye.
"Sure you are." He muttered. "Well I guess we're alone again." He said to someone he's carrying.
"We sure are." She replied with a soft voice.
"Eh? How long are you awake?"
"Just a while ago."
A smile crept on his face. "I guess I have to put you down now." Said the perm guy as he slowly loosens his arm carrying her. But before he could free his arm, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his. "No. I don't wanna. You said you'll lessen my work tonight… So carry me home." She whispered as he smells her breath with the smell of the wine. "*sighs* I'm not gonna carry you home. We already passed on that street so, we're going to Hinowa's instead." He mumbled with his tired face looking down.
He started to walk again carrying a heavy load behind him. "But Gintoki…"
"They may think it different." He replied. "Haven't you noticed…? You Hyakka friends are glaring at us secretly ever since we walked to the bar."
From that word, she quickly scanned the whole area but she didn't find anyone except for the shadows that disappeared in less than a split second in the corner of her eyes. "Seriously, what are they really up to?" He connected. "They've acting strange lately."
She instantly blushed and embarrassed about it. She knew that the Hyakka misunderstands the whole point after they saw them together last night.
"They wanted to kill you…" She joked that made Gintoki very nervous.
"W-wh-at?" He stammered as he started to sweat badly. "Did I just do something wrong?" He asked nervously. And slowly, his feet started to walk faster and faster until he found himself sprinting fast even though he's carrying Tsukuyo behind. The pressure is making him more nervous like he thought that there will be flying kunai around. "O-oi! I'm just kidding… please hold yourself." She insisted but before she could say another word, they already made it to Hinowa's house.
He stopped suddenly in front of the house and gaze at it. The lights are still on; probably she's waiting for them to come. "Tsukuyo." He called. "I didn't get scare of what you just said." He bragged.
"Yeah right." She replied with a grin in her face.
"I'm just trying to test if I can still sprint." He insisted.
"Really? Then why is you're breathing became heavy before you made that blazing sprint? Why are you stammering after I said…"
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"Tsukky! Gintoki! You're finally here." Greeted the beautiful woman. They looked and saw the woman on a wheelchair.
"H-Hinowa…" They muttered.
"So how is it? Did you find what you're looking for?" She asked, smiling on them but the two looked away with a grimace on their faces that says that they failed.
"Ahh… It's okay. Anyway, did you have a good time?" She asked.
"Sure we did, now that I saw the other Tsukuyo when drank." He chuckled while moving forward to the house. He didn't mind if he's still carrying her. All he wanted to do is bring her to the bedroom so he can go home and rest. He went straight to Hinowa's bedroom since it's the only bedroom he knows around her house.
Hinowa closed the front door and followed soon after. She wanted to talk more about what happened earlier so she didn't mind to make some tea or at least bring some water. She went to her bedroom and opened the door. She was surprised on what she sees and quickly draws her new digital camera on her pocket. (Tsukuyo destroyed her cellphone in chapter 4).
(FLASH!)
The lovely scene in her bed where the sleeping Gintoki embraces the sleeping Tsukuyo who is turning her back on him surprised Hinowa. Gintoki might be thinking that he is sleeping on his futon and hugging his pillow and…
GINTOKI: Oi! Stop this nonsense already you lousy stupid Author! (Strangling author.) And you didn't tell why I fell asleep with that woman.
AUTHOR: W-w-wait!(Choking) I'm not done with the last paragraph.
GINTOKI: You should not listen to Styx and REO Speedwagon's song while writing… It carries you away! Damn Author!
AUTHOR: But I can't write properly if I listen to Hatebreed Anthrax or Meshuggah's songs.
GINTOKI: Then don't listen to any songs while writing!
AUTHOR: It'll drive me crazy, stupid. So maybe songs from the Hollies or Meatloaf will do.
GINTOKI: That's the same thing!
AUTHOR: Sorry I didn't finished the last paragraph cause…
TSUKUYO: (Knocking outside) Oi, Author… I already read the six chapters. (Continuously knocking)
AUTHOR: Crap…
GINTOKI: Thanks for reading.
AUTHOR: Hey that's my line… I'll continue this fluff to the next chapter without Toushiko Zurako thing.