Last chapter of the Teenage arc. Extra long for my lovelies. The song for this chapter is "Golden Liar" by Bradio (take the official video). Check it out on youtube or wherever and enjoy it when it pops up :).
Summary: Love, fluff, comedy, more love, a little bit of smut, a lot of sadism and even more love.
He had been forgotten.
It wasn't like he was expecting people to visit him. But not being visited at all was, well, kinda…
To be fair, Kondou-san had been coming by the last days. But that was like being visited by a mother. And if even your mother wouldn't come to your hospital bed, who would? Besides, he was going on and on about the most trivial stuff. About how good Otae's hair smelled and how funny the last games show was and how Kondou-san got his hemorrhoids checked out and their neighbor got new curtains and a bird pooped on his shoulder and one time he thought he had seen a five-legged dog but then it had turned out to be a normal dog with a very long tail… No one cared about that, Kondou-san!
The demonic Vice Chief didn't complain out loud, though. He was too afraid to lose his last visitor if he did. Still, something was fishy. He felt like something was happening while he was rotting here inside his hospital bed. And with every day he got better, it got even more unbearable. He tried to get in contact with Yamazaki in order to find out what was going on. But that damn coward eluded him on purpose. The Yorozuya also didn't show up anymore. Not that he expected them to. But he would have liked to see their faces after their big entrance four days ago. Not to mention Gin, who didn't seem interested in him at all. Especially after his 'confession' three days ago.
And most irritating of all, Kondou-san always dodged his questions about the investigation. He always told him not to worry about it and that they would take care of everything. Hijikata knew he just wanted him to relax, but that sure as hell didn't help. If anything, it made him even more worried. He needed to know what was going on.
Luckily, his wounds were healing without a problem. It still hurt whenever he walked or put too much pressure on it, but all in all, he was good to go. So, when he was released on this warm early Friday afternoon, he couldn't have been happier. Finally, he would be able to work again and find out what the hell was going on. Of course, Kondou-san picked him up, like a mother would her rowdy teenage son after an accident. He felt ashamed but dealt with it. The main thing was getting out of here after all.
During the car ride, his best friend was rambling on about something again. The Vice Chief didn't even listen anymore. He was getting edgy, felt the anticipation prickling under his fingertips. Once he would get hold of Yamazaki, everything would be over. He was sure he would get him to spill the beans. And his innards if anything bad had happened while he had been away.
Finally, they arrived in front of the Shinsengumi headquarter and Hijikata got out of the car more or less gracefully. Bending too much still stung and walking felt a bit weird. But he managed and lit a cigarette while walking inside.
"And then she said, she would rather cut her arm off than touching that ever again! Isn't that funny? Isn't it, Toushi? She's such a cute woman, isn't she?"
"…If you say so, Kondou-san."
"I will go and buy her some flowers later! And some chocolate! Have you heard about this new shop in san-chome? You can buy sexy chocolate treats there. Maybe I should buy her a chocolate ****?"
"…I think that's a horrible idea…"
"Really?" He was way too surprised than he ought to be with this stupid idea.
"Who would eat a chocolate **** anyway?"
"Oh, Toushi!" His commander teased him, poking one elbow into his side. "I think we both know who would."
He needed a moment to understand what he meant. Promptly, Hijikata's face flushed and he snarled at him. "What the hell, Kondou-san!"
The brunet started laughing. "I'm sure he'd love that, wouldn't he? Let's go there together and buy some sweets for our sweethearts!"
"I'm not buying him a chocolate ****!"
"Aww, come on! Are you shy? Is it that you're just shy, Toushi? If you want, I can also buy you some when I'm there. What kinds does he like? Big? Small? Circumcised? Maybe one with soft spikes? Just tell me and I'll get you some."
What the actual fuck? Why were they even having such a discussion? He knew Kondou-san only intended the best, but what the hell? Face bright red, he stomped forward, closing his eyes. "I'm not telling you any of that!"
"Toushi, wait! I'm sure they also have strawberry flavor!"
Done with this whole conversation, the policeman shoved the door to the canteen open. "No! I don't want to be involved with any chocolate-flavored genitals! Not even if it's mayo-flavored! Let it go, Kondou-sa-"
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"SURPRISE!" All of the sudden, confetti was raining down and three dozen people screamed at him. Hijikata Toushirou flinched and stared incredulously into the crowd. The whole canteen was filled with people, most of them wearing the Shinsengumi uniform. But there were also other faces he instantly recognized. Shinpachi and Kagura for example. And a silver-haired young man with a nice smile on his lips.
There was a buffet table and a banner on the wall spelling 'Welcome back, Hijikata-san!', though someone had added a badly written 'to being a useless shit' below that. Yamazaki was the first to approach the two men with a big smile.
"Vice Chief! Welcome back! We're glad you are okay!"
Kondou was behind him now, patting him on the shoulder, laughing as well. "Good to have you back, Toushi."
Disbelievingly, he shook his head and frowned. "…What? What's going on?"
"Well, thanks to your and the Yorozuya's work, the rejuvenation drug is finally off the market. We got Tetsujin and his accomplices and arrested all of them. We did it!"
The crowd cheered, but Hijikata still grimaced. "You did what?"
Frightened, the Shinsengumi spy retreated a bit but kept his smile. "We-we used all of the materials you worked so hard on. And the Yorozuya had some intel which helped us locating their storage house."
"…And you didn't tell me…?" His gaze almost killed Yamazaki and the spy jumped backwards as if he could avoid it that way.
"You're welcome!" Kagura yelled at him, a bit huffy about his reaction.
"Sorry, Toushi." The Commander still patted his shoulder. "We couldn't tell you any of this or else you would have done something reckless. The Yorozuya helped us anyway, so we went behind your back. Don't be mad, please. Everything went well."
Hijikata growled but had already calmed down a bit. So that's why nobody came to visit him? Because they were working the case? Damn these bastards… They could have at least told him…
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"Let him be mad. 's not like he did anything to help us. We had to do everything ourselves."
Out of nowhere, Okita appeared next to him. Hands buried in his pockets, bored expression on his face. "While we had to do all the hard work, he just laid on his fat, lazy ass being utterly useless. I mean, it's nice that we celebrate our victory and all. But do we really need to include this bastard? All he did was getting shot in the ass."
A throbbing vein, a twitching eye, and an annoyed smile. The holy trinity of the Shinsengumi Vice Chief. "What was that?"
Sougo just picked his ear and yawned. "Let's just start this party already. I'm starving already. All the hard work I've been doing really tired me out. Would have loved to lay around all day being useless instead."
The dark-haired man grumbled, but it was Kagura's voice that cut through the room. "Buffet 's open! Out of my way!"
While officers were kicked to the ground left and right in order to make way for a little alien girl, Sougo shot his superior a last sadistic glance. "Come on, join us Vice Chief. You should be grateful, ya know? Being invited to our party even though you didn't even do anything except wasting taxpayer's money."
Hijikata's fist was raised but Kondou just hugged his best friend and tousled his hair. "Let's eat and have fun, Toushi! We did it!"
Sulking, the policeman let it happen. He still couldn't believe they had completely dumped him. But in the end, the only thing that mattered was that Tetsujin was in prison, he guessed. Even though he had wanted to be the one throwing him into the slammer.
The room quickly filled with a lot of chatter, laughter and some music being played in the background. They had even got a whole sound system including karaoke. On the gigantic buffet, all kinds of food plates were stacked on top of each other. Of course, most of it would probably land in Kagura's stomach, but it seemed like even that was accounted for.
As Hijikata made his way towards the room, he was congratulated left and right. Most of his colleagues stopped and chitchatted with him, asking him about his hospital stay and telling him they were happy to see him. The canteen was busy, and everybody was having a good time. In between, he saw a young dark-haired teenager waiting for him. His smile was genuine this time.
"Good to see you're feeling better, Hijikata-san."
Gratefully, the tall man nodded towards Shinpachi. "Thank you. …So, you're the ones who brought down the drug ring, after all?"
The teen scratched his head, a bit embarrassed. "Well, if you want to put it that way… We just asked around town and got a few hints. Also, we couldn't let them do as they please. They've hurt two of our precious friends, after all."
Really. Every time Shinpachi and Kagura referred to him as a friend, a little piece of him died. He didn't want to admit how happy that made him. He cleared his throat instead. "…Thank you very much for your hard work, then."
"No, no. Don't do that, Hijikata-san. We're happy whenever we can help."
"WOAH! THERE'S SHRIMP!"
Shinpachi chuckled and scratched his head once more. "And I guess the food also played a factor as well."
As he looked towards Kagura, who was excitingly stuffing her face with seafood, he had to smirk as well. "I think we rely on you Yorozuya too often, though."
"Well, that's what we're good at after all." Shin replied with a certain kind of pride.
And Hijikata couldn't help but smile at him. His hand patted the younger man's shoulder. "Well done, Shinpachi-kun. And… thank you."
"Anytime." He nodded and beamed.
For a moment, both samurai looked at each other with an abundant amount of respect. Then, the teenager grinned again ushered him to go.
"You should get something to eat, Hijikata-san. Kagura is a real glutton."
"I suppose you're right." He returned the grin and nodded. "Please make yourself comfortable here. We'll see each other later?"
"Sure! Thank you so much."
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After like ten minutes or so, Hijikata had finally managed to get some food. It was really quite an endeavor with all these people here wanting to talk to him, or wanting to poison him all over again. He had to firmly and 'nicely' reject a plate Sougo especially prepared for him. Even after that, getting untainted food was quite a challenge. But luckily, the sadist had engaged in open combat with a certain Yato girl at some point and that had been his chance to finally sneak away with some dango.
While the two of them were carrying out their feud at the karaoke machine, the Shinsengumi officer walked through the crowd to the other end of the room. Covering his dango with a dangerously thick layer of mayonnaise, he was looking for some peace and quiet.
Instead, he found Gintoki.
When he saw the silver-haired man standing at the end of the buffet line, his heart was skipping a painful beat. His reddishly brown eyes were already locked on him, a small grin decorating his lips. He was wearing his usual getup consisting of his white yukata with the blue swirls and the back clothes underneath. The only difference was, that both sleeves were up. He actually looked proper this way. Not as lazy as when he had one arm outside. The sight alone made his pulse go faster.
"Yo." Was the only, amused answer.
Hijikata didn't have a choice. He stopped in front of him and eyeballed him from head to toe. Gin somehow looked… older. Did he get a haircut? His aura also changed. He seemed way more self-confident. It made him kind of fidgety.
"'m glad to see you're doing fine." Even his voice sounded more mature. Or was he just imagining things now? "'Was actually worried about you, y'know?"
Hijikata grew a bit tense. His chest was tingling. What was happening? He hadn't turned back, or had he? This was still his drugged self, right? He looked a bit younger still and the way he wore his yukata... Still, did his personality change? He sounded much more like his true self now. Hijikata was hesitant. "…How about you?"
"Oh, I'm doing fine." Gin flashed a smile, a very charming smile. "Great, actually. ' mean, I was basically able to rocket-punch this Tetsujin bastard into prison."
Hadn't he just been horrified by violence a few days ago? Did he reclaim more memories? Or did he gradually get back his real personality? Sadistic side included? "…So… you were also there?"
"There? ' was basically the leading actor, man." Gin chuckled, leaning his head to the side. "'Should have seen them. Running away like babies when they saw me. Didn't really have to do much, actually. 'Guess, I'm just too scary."
Hijikata gulped. He was sure Gin hadn't yet fully returned to his original state. And yet, something about him was so familiar, so damn enticing. He instantly felt attracted to him again. He didn't even understand why. But something in this silver-head's smile, his scrutinizing gaze, his arrogant demeanor really flicked a hidden switch inside of the policeman's body. All of the sudden, he was nervous around him.
"I… I see…"
"Don't worry. Sou-kun was a great bodyguard. And Shin-kun and Kagu-chan were also making sure I wasn't hurt. In turn, I made sure these yakuza bastards were getting hurt just enough for them not to die."
Maybe it was this sadistic side he was attracted to? Was this why his fingers and stomach were starting to tingle? Was he a masochist after all?!
The scrutinizing gaze and the cocky grin completely turned his world around. "In any case… you owe me a night out. Remember?"
"I… um…" It wasn't like he was blushing. But he was completely flustered, not being able to withstand all the buried feelings blasting to the surface now. "…yes…?"
This time, Gin came closer. Way to close for the tattered policeman. "How about we have some fun then? We have all day, right?"
Being so close to him really sent his pulse flying. Completely stiff, he opened his mouth only to reply in a croaky voice. "…I… guess… we could do that."
"Tight." Clearly enjoying his position, he reached out to him, but instead of touching his skin, he took a dango from his plate. "I'm looking forward spending time with my boyfriend then."
Teasingly, Gin opened his lips and slowly put the mayonnaise drained dango stick into his mouth. With a seductive glance, he deliberately curled his lips around the rice balls and removed them from the wooden stick with his tongue. The sexy grin as he walked past him, really was the last straw.
Hijikata was left behind trembling. His head was overheating, and he could feel the arousal spiraling through his whole body. He could hardly breathe, let alone think. The only thing he could picture in his head was Gin eating mayonnaise dango.
What the hell. What the hell!
"Hijikata-san." The officer seriously cringed when Okita appeared behind him, hands coiling around his shoulders like a demon. His grin was vicious. "You know, danna technically isn't a minor anymore. So, you can go ahead and **** his brains out."
Red as a beet, Hijikata was basically steaming now. Ahhhhhhh!
This was a disaster.
How did things turn out like this? How could he have ever predicted this 100% turn in just a few days? How could he possibly say no now? For some reason, he was completely defenseless against him. Completely powerless against this twenty-something version of Gintoki, who was bragging nonstop about being the Vice Chief's boyfriend. He was literally going to everyone in the room, telling them they were a couple. It wasn't like they didn't know already. All of the Shinsengumi knew. So why was he even bothering telling everyone? Was it sadism? Was it juvenile pride? Or was it because of something else?
Hijikata was embarrassed. Not only by Gin rubbing it in everyone's face. But also because some part of him was enjoying it. Enjoying being called his boyfriend. Over and over again. The very word out of his mouth made his heart flutter inside his chest. God, he was so broken…
Most of his subordinates just smiled politely, some even had fun talking with Gin about their superior. And some, special cases, talked endlessly about their relationship.
Sougo and Gin must have talked twenty minutes or so about him, knowing fully well he was forced to listen. It wasn't like Hijikata could do anything about it. He couldn't find it in his heart to tell Gin to shut up. It was as if he had some kind of puppy license now that he was drugged. So, the unfortunate cop was forced to listen as these two sadists made fun of him.
The hardest thing about it was that Hijikata almost enjoyed it. Not in that kind of sense, he wasn't a total M. But, in some weird way, it gave him the illusion that everything went back to normal again. He heard, though, that Gin wasn't fully back being his old self yet. He couldn't even explain it. There was something in the words he used, in the way he talked and the jokes he made, that told him. Still, he couldn't help but listen. Watch him talk, move, open his mouth. It had a strange fascination on him.
Hijikata blushed ashamed as he realized what he did. Is that what being a stalker must feel like? Was that how Kondou-san felt when he watched Otae? God, what was happening to him… He had been so cool once…
Neither being able to leave Gin's side nor to say no to him, the policeman had resorted to alcohol. Not much, just a little bit. But he just couldn't take this sober. This way, he could also claim the constant red shimmer on his cheeks was because of the beer. Smart. Veeeery smart.
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Hijikata was just sipping his flat beer, as Okita took another swing at his pride. The three men were standing at the edge of the party, everyone with a glass of beer in his hand. Okita was leaning against a table, munching some yakitori while clearly having a blast with his favorite sadist.
"That's not how I would put it, danna. I mean, he is a Taurus, after all, isn't he? So, he's very possessive and jealous. You'll get into a fight about that eventually. Soon, your honeymoon period will be over and then you'll dump his sorry ass."
Gin had his arms folded and sneered at him, clearly amused. "Well, but Taurus are also down to earth, patient and dependable, man. And that's what I value about him. You're only seeing his bad sides, Sou-kun."
Not even looking anymore, Hijikata hid his face behind his hair and beer. His pulse was going faster every time Gin said something nice about him. It was like a small addiction. He just couldn't turn away.
"Not to mention they are generous, so I'll keep him around for his money for a while." The silver head chuckled.
Well, most of the time anyway…
Grinning, Okita cheered to that, staring at his superior next. "Well, I can get behind that. That guy doesn't know how to live anyway. Always saving his money and only spending it on cigarettes and mayonnaise. I guess, in that sense, it's good that you teach him how to have fun. Maybe he will even turn into a cool person because of you?"
"Nah, probably not, mate. But he's fine the way he his, isn't he? I like idiots." Gin followed the blond man's lead and looked at Hijikata as well. "Especially handsome ones like him."
The cop felt their gazes and shivered a bit. His head was so warm, his chest stinging so much. Why was he so bashful all of the sudden? Why did he feel so woozy every time Gin threw a compliment at him? Or rather: since when was that guy so charming? It wasn't the first time he said something like that. But somehow, this time it almost felt like he meant it. Not intended as a tease or a joke. As if he was genuinely flirting with him. Hijikata really didn't know how to handle that other than blushing non-stop.
"I wouldn't agree on that, but as you please. Since when are you so nice to him anyway?" The blond swordsman grinned. "Look at what it's doing to him. Standing over there, head flushed and not saying anything. You've broken him, danna. He's like a declawed kitten. Or did he maybe finally accept his fate as an M?"
"That's called growing up, Sou-kun." Gin joked. "And leave him be, man. He promised me he would be nice to me from now on. He can't say no to anything today."
"Oh really?" As expected, Sougo's grin was diabolic. He chuckled as he planned his next move. "How interesting."
Hijikata feared the worst. He couldn't walk away, however. Somehow, he just couldn't leave Gin's side. As if he had put a spell on him. Maybe he was the one being drugged now?
"So, what're gonna do with this situation, danna? Got anything planned?"
"Huh, what do ya mean, Sou-kun?"
"Well…" Sougo suddenly came closer, leaning against the table Hijikata sat on. He bowed his head a bit just to intrude his private space. "I mean if he can't say no, then that's your chance, right? Surely, there are things you two haven't done yet. Danna, you're such a dirty sadist. I can't imagine the only thing you want is Vanilla Sex, ain't that right?"
His superior growled at him. Just because he was not reacting to any of Gin's shenanigans, didn't mean he would let this guy get away with anything. He shot his 'friend' a warning glare. "That's none of your concern, Sougo!"
But he just grinned even dirtier, tittering. "Or is it… you've already done all of the dirty S&M stuff to our sweet, sweet Hijikata-san? Tied him up? Spanked him? Shoved a **** up his ass?"
"Sougo!" Angry now, he grabbed his collar and roared at him. Why the fuck was he always trying to humiliate him like this? "I swear, I'll kill you if you say one more word!"
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His smirk was triumphant. At first, Hijikata didn't understand why. But then he felt Gin on the other side, getting way too close. His voice was low, as he touched his partner's thigh, letting his fingers run quite close to his crotch to keep him in a sitting position.
"Oi, oi, Sou-kun. Are you flirting with my boyfriend? I've gotta tell you, man. Taurus aren't the only ones who get easily jealous."
Promptly, Hijikata held his breath and felt the arousal return into his body. What the fuck! Why was he reacting like this? And why was Sougo grinning like he had planned that all along? He was gonna kill him!
Gin didn't let that happen, though. He put his other arm around his boyfriend's back and pulled him a bit closer. Hijikata immediately got more defensive, loosening the grip on Sougo's clothes just a little bit. He couldn't let go, even though it was very weird to have these two sadists this close to him…
"Flirting with Hijikata-san? I would never, danna." He was clearly enjoying the situation unfolding like this. "His mayonnaise is all yours. I was just wondering if you're making the most of his promise. I mean, you have so many possibilities."
"Well…" Now, Gin was nudging his nose against his lover's neck and let his hand slowly move up his leg. "…unfortunately, he said no sex. Even though I'd love to eat some mayonnaise, to be honest."
Just calm down already, Toushiii!
The black-haired cop was close to breaking down. He felt the constant tremor of arousal rocking through his body and making him shiver. Gin's smell was so strong now and his voice was seriously killing him. This was too much. He nearly burst from all the suppressed emotions. What the fuck was happening? Was he messing with him? Was he even still drugged? Was he already his real self, pretending to be drugged? He was doing this on purpose, right? When the hell did he learn to press his buttons like this?
Shivering, almost giving in on the temptation, Hijikata's head instinctively turned around a bit. He couldn't let go of Okita, though. He feared he would lose control for good if he did.
"Hooo?" Sougo's grin was exultant. "You sure about this, danna? He certainly looks like he's ready anytime."
Before Hijikata could hiss at him, Gin was already biting his neck, slowly working himself up to his jawline. "I don't understand it either. I mean, I'm probably only a few years younger than him now and regained most of my memories. It wouldn't be cheating, right? …And there's so much other stuff we could do…"
Oh no.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no! Hijikata's heart began racing and his eyelids immediately dropped a bit as he instinctively turned his head towards the silver head. He felt the arousal pressing hard against his yukata and was about to lose control. He wanted to kiss him. He really wanted to kiss him. To drag him into his room and make out. Just a bit… just a little bit…
Hijikata's fist tightened around Sougo's collar and he felt a tremor rocking through his spine as Gin was softly humming. His lips almost touched his mouth now. His hand was sliding under the policeman's yukata, excited for what was waiting underneath.
"Get a room you two." Okita chuckled and seemed entertained.
"How about you get lost already, Sou-kun?" Gin smirked at him, letting his fingertips run over Hijikata's rips to make him shiver. "We're kinda busy here."
"Would love to if your boyfriend would finally let go of me." Sougo grinned. "Or is it you two actually want me to join you?"
"Sure." Finally, Gin bit Hijikata's lip and grabbed hold of his whole length under his kimono, making his boyfriend flinch in arousal. "If you can keep up with me that is."
And with that, Hijikata's other hand shot up, grabbing silver locks, dragging him closer in a flash. But instead of lips joining together in a craving kiss, the heads of two sadists were smashed together in a single fierce motion. A terrifying roar struck them, as Okita's and Gin's foreheads crashed together violently.
"Leave me the fuck alone, you freaking sadists!"
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Shoving them out of his way, the Vice Commander jumped up and stormed off. The two men stayed behind, stars dancing in front of their eyes. As they scratched their heads and got up again, Okita was chuckling.
"Ahh damn. You almost had him."
Gin was moaning under the pain and curled his lips in disappointment. "…Man, so close…"
Clearly amused, the blond laughed. "Well, that was fun. I didn't expect him to last this long."
"You clearly underestimate my charm." The silver head smiled and sighed thwarted. "…' Think we teased him too much with the last one."
"You didn't have to play along, though. In the end, he'll think you were serious." Testing, Okita scrutinized him with a challenging smile on his lips. "Or were you?"
This time, it was Gin's turn to laugh. "Sorry, Sou-kun, but I won't share him with anyone. And besides, you're really not my type."
"Because I'm too handsome?"
"Because you're too young." The Yorozuya chortled.
That surprised him, and he grinned at him. "Right. And I guess every S needs an M, right?"
"What are you going on and on about that, man? 's really not that important. He can be just as much an S as me, y'know. You should see him being a top, man. He's way sexier than you give him credit for."
As happy as Okita was to get so much information from this careless version of the Yorozuya, there was a limit of what he wanted to know. "Honestly? I'd rather not picture him as a top. As much as I love torturing him, I really don't swing that way."
"You sure?" Gin jested. "I think you're really overly interested in our sex life, pal. ' Sure you weren't the one being tempted just a minute ago?"
An amused chuckle. The silver head certainly got more and more himself by the minute. It was almost impossible to distinguish him from his real self now. "Not interested, danna. Especially not with this Mayo freak. But if you ever make a sex tape of him as an M, be sure to send it to me. I'll make a fortune out of it."
"If I had a sex tape of him being bottom, you'd not even be able to steal it from me, mate. Because I'd be watching it 24/7."
Pleased that he had reclaimed his sadistic buddy, the Shinsengumi swordsman crossed his arms. "Good to have you back, danna."
Silver locks danced as he chuckled and took a swing of the beer Hijikata had left behind. "Don't tell him yet. I want to tease him juuuust a bit more."
Hijikata was ashamed. He couldn't look any of his colleagues in the eye. If they would have known what he did in the bathroom, then… His head shook as if to chase away the thought. It wasn't like he had a choice. He had to do it. Otherwise, his boner would have seriously bothered him for the rest of the night. Better finish it off soon so these two sadists couldn't tease him anymore. That had been his reasoning and honestly, he still stood by it. He didn't want to risk it. He had to clear his head and subdue his urges, so he couldn't be exploited anymore.
The dark-haired swordsman was used to being harassed by both of them like that. But this time they definitely went too far. First of all, he would never do anything like that with Sougo. This guy was a goddamn child, a solid ten years younger than him. Hijikata had basically always been like a big brother to him, though a reluctant one. He wasn't attracted to him at all. Also, one sadist was enough. If two sadists were going at him at the same time, he would die. Literally die.
Second of all, he didn't want to do it with Gin as long as he was drugged, no matter how tempting this was. That felt just wrong and cheap. Though, by this point in time, it got harder and harder to say if he was still drugged in the first place. He wondered if Gin himself could tell. Since it seemed like he was gradually becoming his true self again, it must be hard to assess when the process had actually stopped. How would he know, when he had completely regained his memories? How could anyone know when the drug stopped working completely?
All of this gave him a headache. He didn't want to think about it anymore. There were more important things at hand. Like how he would actually survive this evening. He somehow needed to evade Sougo while simultaneously not offending Gintoki. He couldn't even retreat to his room to relax. They would find him… He wasn't save anywhere…
Erasing his presence as much as he could, the policeman hid in the uttermost corner of the room as he got back. From time to time, he mingled with the crowd, using their movements to hide in plain sight like a ninja. It worked, for the most part. For the longest time, he actually had some peace and quiet.
By now, people were taking turns at the karaoke machine. Not too long ago, Kondou-san had given his best rendition of 'Every breath you take' by 'The Police' – a fitting tribute to his stalker tendencies. But he guessed, in his head, Kondou really found it romantic. Hijikata stood by it. No meant no. However, sometimes he thought he was the only one who believed that…
After this disaster, Shinpachi had taken over, singing songs of Otsu non-stop. As he wanted to start the third song in a row, Kagura had finally kicked him through the room, ending everyone's pain. Instead, the red-haired alien girl started singing some popular songs Hijikata hadn't even heard of. The screen showed some young girls dancing, so he figured it was from some kind of idol group. He had to smile at that a bit. They sure were lively, to say the least.
For some reason or another, the Vice Chief managed to get something from the buffet. There wasn't exactly much left, but he was able to sneak away some gyoza and some sushi onto a plate and into his mouth. As he ate in silence, he could see the Yorozuya and Shinpachi standing together a little bit further away. Gin was leaning down to his friend's ear and whispered something, it seemed. The glasses boy flushed promptly and gulped, finally nodding slowly. The officer had absolutely no idea what that meant. And honestly, he didn't want to know. He turned away fast enough to slip out of his boyfriend's vision.
In the other end of the hall, Okita and Kagura were having a fierce karaoke battle as they sang "Anything you can do, I can do better" together. It ended, of course, with them fighting over the score and them trashing the karaoke machine for good. After that, music was playing instead. People around him were already quite drunk and started dancing, or rather swinging their beers through the air while singing along. It must have already been pretty late, but Hijikata didn't have a watch right now. He was just happy no one spilled their drinks on him.
Then, out of nowhere, he appeared.
"Hey, sweetheart."
Hijikata shivered under the voice whispering in his ear. Someone curled his hands around his chest from behind, drawing him into a tight hug and kissing his neck.
"Wanna dance?"
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Instantly, the demonic Vice Commander blushed, feeling his heart tingling and his chest tightening. He really wondered what the fuck was wrong with him today. Every time this man touched him, he melted like butter.
"…I'm… injured…" He fumbled for an apology. He still couldn't say no to him. Not to this version of Gintoki, at least. He had promised him, hadn't he?
"Ah, pish posh. A little dancing won't kill you, honey." His hot breath brushed against his neck and a feathery kiss was placed on his jaw.
Hijikata's head flushed and he glanced around. Luckily, no one looked at them. "I can't dance. Dance with someone else."
"I'll show you then." All of the sudden, the dark-haired man was swirled around, and Gin snatched him into his arms, pressing him closer towards him. A dumb smile was on his lips and his eyes were blinking. His breath reeked of alcohol. "It's really not that hard."
"…You've been drinking too much…" Hijikata tried pushing him away softly, not wanting his colleagues to see them so close. He felt his pulse accelerating being so intimate with him. "…You're still a minor, so show some restraint…"
The handsome silver head snorted, not letting him get away. "I'm not underage anymore, sweetie. I know what I'm doing."
God. Something about him being so cocky really turned him on. Feeling his raging pulse prickling his fingers, the Shinsengumi officer didn't give up. He struggled against him, though half-heartedly. "…I'd rather not."
"Come on…" Gin was holding him tight, nudging his nose against his cheek and ear, pulling out all the stops. His voice was so sweet and charming, he could impossibly be his true self. "I just want to be close to you. Is that too much to ask?"
Defeated, his boyfriend looked away. He wasn't able to resist him when he was like this. Damn it at all… It was because he was still drugged. Otherwise, he would have already kicked him across the room…
The current song faded into a growing silence, as the Yorozuya pulled him even tighter. He was just about to bite his ear when the next song started playing. With a passionate uh! the singer began shouting and the bassline set the rhythm for dancing. Hijikata knew that song, though not by heart. It was Golden Liar by that funky band Bradio.
All of the sudden, Gin beamed, and his smile brightened up even more. "Oh, I love that song! Let's dance, Toushirou!"
"What?" He replied incredulously, but it was too late.
Gin had already dragged him to the dancefloor and swung him around like a doll.
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The red shimmer on the Vice Chief's cheeks was glowing as he was tossed around in his boyfriend's arms. People were staring already, laughing and cheering them on. Gin seemed to take that as an incentive and moved around even wilder. His right hand was tightly intertwined with Hijikata's fingers, while the other curled around his lower back to keep him close. The Yorozuya was making sure their bodies were always touching each other and somehow, he even managed not to stumble over his feet. But the worst part wasn't even the closeness, or his nice smell or the fact that they were dancing. The worst part was the broad, overjoyed smile this idiot had on his lips.
It made Hijikata's heart fill up with endless love.
He didn't know what the heck the silver head was dancing, but it seemed to be like a botched-up freestyle version of a waltz. The Shinsengumi officer was internally screaming but couldn't usher a single voice of protest. Not with Gin smiling like that. Not with him calling him by his first name. He was so weak to his lover's touch, it was ridiculous.
The tipsy laughter of his boyfriend vibrated through his bones. "Come on, honey! Move your feet a bit more!"
Cheeks flaring red, his quietly hissed at him, not being able to relax at all with all these people watching them. "Sh-shut up! I'm trying!"
Another laugh and Gin's nose nudged against his, his messy locks tickling him in doing so. "You really are a horrible dancer."
"Oh, bite me!" The dark-haired man cussed and tried shoving him away.
But Gin didn't let that happen. Instead, he bent him over backwards, like in a tango. A low, sexy chuckle rumbled through his throat as a bit his lover's neck. "Like this?"
Head flaring from embarrassment now, Hijikata Toushirou let out an inaudible scream. When he saw Okita with his camera, shamelessly taking pictures from the sidelines, he almost choked to death. As the adrenaline rushed through his body and he wanted to screech, his paramour already moved again, whirling him around in unison with the bassline. He started to become dizzy by all this movement and his overheating head gave him a headache. Desperately, the cop screeched at his overexcited dance partner, but he just smiled his stupid lovely smile and nudged his face against his like a cat.
By this point in time, the Mayonnaise enthusiast's pulse was almost getting louder than the music. He felt all these emotions coursing through his veins, entangling in a deadly, confusing mess. There was shame, embarrassment, frustration, craving for revenge, dizziness, exhaustion, sickness and the pain from moving around too much. And worst of all the feeling of falling even harder for this crazy bastard.
Damn it at all…
As the song finally came to an end, the proud policeman found the strength to shove his lover away and lean against a table. Glad for the support, he squatted down a bit and held his side.
"My injuries…"
Behind him, a silver head just laughed. "Already out of breath? We haven't even started, babe!"
"Do some dirty dancing next!" shouted someone from the sidelines and there was no doubt about it who it was.
"Oh, that's actually a great idea."
Begging for mercy, Hijikata tried getting away to escape the grasp of these two sadists.
He needed more alcohol!
"uhh…."
His head hurt. Like. A lot.
Dizzy and a bit sick, he tried opening his eyes, but it was futile. He couldn't see a damn thing.
Defeated, he stopped moving and kept his eyes closed. Instead, he concentrated on breathing, clearing his head. God, why did he have such a hang-over? How the fuck did that even happen?
He tried recollecting memories from the day before. It came to him only in tatters, incoherent strings of events. He remembered the two sadists, the karaoke battles, the dancing. Did Kondou start dancing as well at some point? Did Sougo really breakdance? Probably not. That was too much of a stretch.
Another grunt and he managed to raise his hand, clumsily rubbing his face. His injuries hurt a bit. He needed some water. At least it was quiet. Everyone else was sleeping, probably. Hijikata took another shot at opening his eyes. It was bright around him, late morning already. He stared at a Japanese style wall with a simple lamp. His other hands started fumbling the futon. Something smelled strange, different from what he was used to. A nice smell.
Slowly, he turned his head to the side and looked at the other parts of the room. There were a simple Japanese cupboard and a scroll on the wall reading "Sugar Intake". What? He was at Gintoki's? Why? And how did he even get there?"
A third grunt and he decided not to care. At least, Sougo wouldn't bother him here. The cop turned around to lay on his side and closed his eyes again. He wanted to sleep some more.
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It was at that moment, that he felt something move beside him, getting closer. The heat of another body pressed itself against his back and an arm was swung around his waist. Half asleep, Hijikata smiled and enjoyed the hug from behind. He loved cuddling, sleeping in with Gintoki. Occasionally. On his day off. If they had some privacy. Which was basically never.
Almost falling asleep again, Hijikata searched for his hand, intertwining their fingers in a soft embrace. The relieved, pleased sigh came out naturally. Gintoki's smell was so nice, he automatically relaxed.
"G'morning."
The soft, masculine voice seeped into his heart like honey. His headache was only half as bad now.
"…morning…"
A deep chuckle and he felt a nose nuzzling his neck. "My God, you're just like a kitten. So tame and cuddly."
"…hrm…" was the only reply. He would have slid back to sleep if the other man wouldn't have pressed on.
While his nose moved up his neck towards Hijikata's jaw, his free hand was cupping the cop's behind in a nonchalant urgency. His voice was a haughty tease. "My, my. What's wrong, Hijikata-kun? No reply from my little honey? Did I really tame you yesterday, huh? And here we didn't even do anything. You should really stop drinking when you obviously can't hold your liquor, baka. Want me to spank you as a punishment? You know, I'll do it."
Just little by little, Hijikata realized the little differences. Like his voice and brashness, the underlying sadism or the choice of his words. And with every second, he became edgier and edgier.
"C'mon, Vice Chief-san. You've slept long enough on my futon." He whispered into his ear. "Damn leech…"
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And just like that, Hijikata Toushirou's pulse was exploding.
Eyes wide open, he spun around just enough to look at him. When he saw Gin's face looming over him, garnished with a cocky smile, he felt like the world came crashing down on him. He held his breath, couldn't believe it. He was drowning in vermillion eyes.
"Oh? Finally awake, are we?"
A hard gulp blocked his throat and all of the sudden, he felt all of it. The disbelief, the longing, the fear, the regret, the embarrassment, the shock hitting him like a bat. Was this really it? Was he…
The silver head's smile softened a bit and looked down at him like he was the most enticing thing he had ever seen. "Made some breakfast. Want some?"
It was hard to say if he shook his head because he wasn't hungry or because of the disbelief strangling him. But at that moment, the handsome police officer raised his hands and buried them in silver locks, dragging him down in a single, longing embrace. And when their lips finally crashed together, Hijikata felt a warm wave rushing through his whole body, immersing him from head to toe. It felt like an accumulation of all the wonderful things he had ever experienced in his whole life. Gintoki's lips tasted so sweet, were so soft. So unbelievingly soft.
They were the best thing he had ever touched in his entire life.
He couldn't let go.
Holding his breath, he kissed him with all he got. However, the longer he touched his lips, the weaker he got, melting under the taste he had yearned for so long. The headache had seized, but the policeman still felt dizzy. Still, he ran his fingers through silver hair, softly grazing his temples and cheeks as he struggled for air.
The deep chuckle rumbling through his lover's body didn't make it any better. "…Missed you, too."
He couldn't' help it. He smiled. No, he chuckled as well, closing his eyes defeated. It didn't matter. His pride didn't matter. He was so freaking happy he was back.
Now, it was Gintoki's turn to stroke his temples. His boyfriend's smile was contagious. For a long moment, both men pressed their foreheads together and just inhaled each other's scent. There was no need for words. All their feelings were conveyed by just a single touch.
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For the longest time, they stayed like this. It was the purest form of bliss, the most comfortable silence they had ever shared. Undemanding, their lips met again and slowly exchanged tiny, soft kisses. Gintoki was humming in approval, making himself comfortable above him without touching his boyfriend's wounds. Amazingly enough, the silver head didn't initiate anything, didn't seem to have any dirty thoughts. He just wanted to savor this moment as innocent as it was.
His black-haired paramour, however, was easily swayed by all of the bottled-up emotions and urges, he had carried around for an entire week. It felt like a month. With every kiss, the policeman felt more and more feelings tickling his stomach, making his abdomen warm and fuzzy. He couldn't help it. His hands, his tongue got more demanding, pulling him closer into a deep kiss. It felt so good. Way better than any amount of Mayonnaise in this world. It was like an addiction. And he was willingly offering him his heart.
Hijikata was not playing around anymore. His tongue was moving alongside Gintoki's with a silent, but clear intention. He let his thumb run back and forth over the Yorozuya's throat in unspoken encouragement as if asking for permission. And it was granted as Gintoki was getting serious as well until it was hard to hold back for both of them. Yet, their hands were very tame, still focusing on each other's faces and upper bodies. Gin because he didn't want to hurt his injured partner, Hijikata because he didn't want to push things too much.
However, when Hijikata softly bit his lover's lip and started to move his erection against his body, Gin broke their ridiculous foreplay.
He smiled under his strained breath. "You know… I told Shinpachi to take care of Kagura… The whole apartment is completely empty, and I closed the shop. So…" Gin returned the bite. "…we've got all the time in the world."
In return, he got a wordless answer, as Toushirou's hand wandered downwards to his chest, belly and finally his crotch. When he got hold of Gintoki through the fabric of his pajama yukata, his own bulge was pulsating in fierce anticipation.
Approving, Gin was humming and imitating his boyfriend's movement. He very carefully stroked over Hijikata's yukata and the skin it laid bare. As he grazed his hardened muscle, he could feel the man below him tremble just a bit. It elicited an amused smirk, but he kept his teasing comment to himself this time.
Instead, he started caressing him and kissed him anew, more eager this time. As they were making out, Hijikata didn't move much, letting Gintoki take the lead. So, he took extra good care not to strain is wounds. Warily, he started to undress the man on the floor, loosening the datejime holding his charcoal kimono together. When he brushed away the fabrics, exposing his bare chest, he let his gaze wander across the policeman's body. Bandages and patches were still covering part of his flesh and scars adorned the other parts.
For a short instant, guilt flashed through the silver head's eyes, but he pushed this feeling far away. Instead, he enjoyed the sight and traced a finger down from his collarbone to his navel. Hijikata didn't let him have his way for long but dragged him down into a kiss again. He was growing impatient.
Gintoki was clearly enjoying it but didn't want to lose control. He let himself be taken in by the dark-haired man's fiery embrace, growing breathless in the process as well. Even though Hijikata didn't move much, his actions didn't lack impact. He curled his fingers around Gin's neck, holding him in position, so he could bite his lower lip and battle with his tongue. The other hand was readily exploring Gintoki's body, grazing his erection whenever he had the chance.
The excitement in his voice was easy to catch, as the silver head breathed into his ear.
"Can I ride you?" He whispered.
A soft nod, boiling under his arousal. "…yes."
Thrilled, Gintoki started moving, kissing Hijikata's hot mouth first, then slowly trailing down his muscular torso, enjoying every inch of him under his tongue. With a skilled movement, he undressed while working his way to his boyfriend's boxers.
As he pulled the piece of cloth down his legs and nibbled at the skin beside his hip, Toushirou winced in pain.
"Sorry." Gin hesitated for a second, not sure if his hung-over boyfriend was feeling well.
"No,…" He exhaled, and his breathing rattled a bit. His eyes fixated him in a wordless reassurance, implying he wasn't hurt. "…go on."
A content smile, before the silver head, buried his erection gleefully inside his mouth.
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The relieved moaning, he elicited by taking in his full length, was sweeter than chocolate. The fingers burying themselves in his messy curls were only fueling his desire to continue. The way he said his name with such sweet and desperate urgency, was more than he had ever wished for. Gintoki was ecstatic. He wanted this bastard to know how much he had missed him. He wanted him to know how much he appreciated what he had done, for both him and his teenage self. He wanted him to feel everything. To let him know what this meant to him.
Tasting him like this again really turned him on. It was easy preparing himself while hearing his distressed moans, longing for him and him only. Truth be told, Gin wanted this. He didn't need it, but he wanted it. Wanted to see the way he looked when he was about to cum. Wanted to release the pressure they had built up since the day before. Wanted to make him his and his alone.
Putting on a condom and lube on this hot policeman's cock was a real treat every time. He was just about to sit on him, when Toushirou pulled him down to his face, kissing him in puffing misery. Gintoki had to chuckle at that. Really, this guy was so soft. It was ridiculous.
Not letting him take this from him, Gin slowly sank down on his lap until he could feel his full length inside of him. It hurt a bit at first, but he didn't mind that much. A sexy moan shaking his body made up for it. Gintoki was smiling, pressing forehead against forehead and started moving. He could hear Hijikata's voice toppling over, bursting from all the emotions he kept hidden inside of him. His hand wandered over Gin's cheek and throat, holding him like he was drowning.
"Gintoki…"
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When Gin started moaning as well, a strange feeling nestled in her heart. When he began moving faster and throwing back his head in ecstasy, she was almost bursting over. The adrenaline rush destroyed her body, making the blood drip out of her nose. She had to cover her mouth so that it wouldn't trickle down on the floor and expose her.
The ninja with the violet hair had fallen asleep in the ceiling vent above Gintoki's room. More of an old habit, than an actual attempt to spy on him. And now, she had been woken up to this. And she didn't know what to feel. It got only worse the louder these two men groaned. She couldn't avert her eyes. Especially not from the sight of Gintoki's aroused face. When Hijikata took over and started working on his erection, making the silver head shiver and moan in delight, even more blood shot out of her nose.
She just couldn't help it. She would never have guessed what seeing Gin having sex with a man would turn her into.
Wow. That was so hot!
And this concludes the teenage arc. I hope you enjoyed it. I certainly did 3
Is there anything you want to read? Any ideas for future one-shots within this story? Hopefully, I'll be able to continue to write, but it will only be one-shots for now. No promises, though!
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