Okay guys, here it is. FINALLY!
This chapter gave me so much trouble like you wouldn't believe.
I think the romance between Kagura and Okita is starting to run slow but every now and then would pick up like little annoying bits are dropped here and there leaving you annoyed beyond belief.
What do you think? Anyway read the chapter and don't forget to leave any reviews, YOUR OPINIONS MATTER TO ME!
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Kagura and Okita lay sprawled in the middle of the suite exhausted from their near light speed running from the Commander's room. For several minutes they laid on the floor not saying a word, the only noise in the room coming from their panting and the occasional gasp.
"That crazy . . . bitch." Kagura managed to let out before a fit of coughs came over her. "What the Hell is going through her head? She must have been REALLY unpopular in high school if she turned out like that?" She stated before trying to roll over, only to give up with a grunt, too exhausted to move.
Okita nodded in agreement, he to thought the Commander was a crazy woman and that the reason she had them kidnapped was equally crazy and just as pathetic.
"That woman is so pathetic I don't even want to be a sadist to her, I pity her too much." Okita spoke as he looked over at Kagura. "You know what I found just as pathetic as her plans?" He asked Kagura.
Kagura looked at her fellow "captive" from the corner of her eye before answering,
"Her sense of style and taste?" she asked. Sougo shook his head in disagreement.
"No because she knows how to pick a great Captain and she knows what clothes make you look like a real woman." He lazily spoke, ignoring the indignant "HEY!" before continuing. "What I mean is that she doesn't know how to be a real villain. Think of it, you and I both know that we can be far more villainous then her without even trying."
"I wouldn't have let an important captive have free reign of her life, I would have locked her up in a heavily guarded cell where the only contact she gets was when someone delivers her her food, or when someone takes her to me." Kagura spoke matter-of-factly.
"And I would have done a thorough background check of everyone that was to be in contact with the captive to ensure they were trustworthy and strong enough to do what I tell them to. I would treat the captive like shit so that they would give up the will to live . . . it makes handling them easier." Sougo responded confidently, already having a history with his practice with prisoners and masochists.
It was silent in the room for a brief awkward moment until Kagura began to giggle to herself, curling up in a ball in her fit of laughter. Annoyed and curious Sougo pointedly glared at Kagura before asking what her problem was.
"I just thought what the look on the Commander's face would be if we just barged into her room and tell her that we know all of her embarrassing secrets and that if she doesn't do what we say we'll tell everyone." She finished, giggling some more.
Sougo stared at Kagura disappointed, shaking his head he began to disagree with the bright smiling girl.
"Shut up, you're going about the whole blackmail thing wrong China. We should jump her while she's asleep and put a sack over her head before she knows that it's us, while she is confused and disoriented she beat the shit out of her and drag her off to an unknown location. Tie her up in a chair so that she cannot move, we begin antagonizing her with the secrets she's kept to herself for years leaving that pathetic woman to become emotionally confused, terrified and embarrassed." Sougo deadpanned.
Kagura looked at Sougo with wide eyes, amazed by his mastered art of blackmail. Ignoring the look of wonder and respect on Kagura's face and the hope that radiated in her eyes, and the uncomfortable sensation in his stomach, Sougo continued.
"After a while she will soon begin to beg for mercy, for us to stop revealing all her embarrassing secrets. That will be when we give her our conditions for keeping quiet, once she agrees we take the sack off her head so that she can look at the faces of her captors. Recognizing the faces of the people she had trusted she'll silently scream before stuttering in confusion. After that we just closely watch her and make sure she does what we say. When we have what we want we release all the information we have about her because we no longer have any use for her. That is how to properly blackmail someone." He finished indifferently before sitting up to stretch his stiff muscles.
Kagura sat up as well and began to applaud and cheer for Sougo.
"That was beautiful! Just what I would expect from the King of Sadists that was fantastic! Truly sadistic! Tell me more of your secret ways oh mighty Sadist King!" Kagura cheered raucously. Sougo on the other hand only stared at her blankly.
"Of course you find the basics amazing China, a stupid beast like you could never have thought of something as simple as that by yourself." He spoke slowly before standing up to walk over to the dining table.
He made it halfway to his destination before a bang echoed across the room and a bullet grazed his right cheek. He stopped in his tracks and touched his stinging cheek, drawing his hand away to pointedly stare at the track of blood.
Quickly turning on his heel and glaring at the Yato woman behind him, he was once again questioning why he fell in love with such a violent idiot when Kagura shot at him again.
"What the Hell do you thi-"
"SHUT UP!" Kagura screamed. "I'm sick and tired of you always badmouthing me, I hate you." She spit out before firing yet another shot that Sougo quickly deflected with his katana. "You're nice one second and the next you're insulting me, why can't we just have a nice civil conversation every once in a while. You bring me nothing but trouble and it always leaves me feeling terrible!" She shouted in irritation, ignoring the stinging at the back of her eyes.
"What is wrong with you? You're being really bipolar China, are you on your period." Sougo deadpanned. "I should say the same thing about you. At one point you're doing your best at failing to fight me off and the next you're at my mercy, begging. YOU must REALLY like me if you're this hot and cold with me." He smirked, readjusting his stance so he can readily deflect the charge he knew was coming.
Just as he predicted Kagura became furious and in her anger charged at him like a raging bull.
"DIE YOU STUPID SADIST!" She screamed, swinging her umbrella in an upward arc in the hopes of completely destroying the guard he put up, and his jaw. Sougo's fast reflexes and his experience gave him the ability to dodge her quick attack, just barely able to step back in time, only centimeters from the tip of her umbrella.
Kagura's speed and momentum was her downfall. Unable to stop her movement she was left wide open to Okita's attack, which came in the form of him sweeping her feet out from under her.
Yelping in shock she shut her eyes expecting to slam onto the hard floor beneath but it never happened. Having watched plenty of soap operas Kagura knew exactly what had happened, as she was falling with her eyes closed Sougo had quickly saved her, holding her tightly in his arms. She also knew what came next; he would pull her up to her feet and hold her flush against his figure saying something romantically stupid. She began blush, unexpectedly excited about the experience she was about to have.
Seconds turned into minutes and her excitement turned into confusion. Cracking one eye open she took a peek at what was going on, only to see a smug smirk on Sougo's face. She opened both her eyes to glare at Okita but she lost, opting to look away and pout, dissatisfied about the outcome she wanted but never got.
"I'm not cheesy like those soap operas China, nor am I that romantic." Sougo said and suddenly let go of Kagura, laughing at the girlish scream she let out in surprise when she was suddenly falling and hitting the floor. "I'm a sadist and the love and affection I show will be limited, especially with a member of a monstrous race like you." He spoke as he looked down at Kagura, who was wincing in pain as she rubbed her now sore tail bone.
"Get up, we need to start going through that diary you found. Who knows, maybe we'll find something worthwhile." He turned around and began to walk back to the table, smiling as he remembered the rosy face of the woman he loved in his arms; that was an image he would keep in his black heart forever.
The shoji door was pulled aside and a young man walked into the room with an annoyed look on his face and an icepack on his head, he looked down and the sight before him irritated him to no end. His boss was more of a mess than usual, empty bottles and game prizes (that he stole) were strewn about the room and the heavy smell of vomit permeated the air.
"Gin-san, you have to get up, it's three in the afternoon and you promised aneue that you would work at the club tonight." Shinpachi spoke, wincing at the volume of his own voice. At twenty years old Shinpachi had done a complete 180 from when he was just sixteen, now instead of being an unpopular loser whose entire existence revolved around his glasses, he is now number eight on the "Men We Want Most" Magazine, whose existence revolves around his glasses.
"Go away Shinpachi-kun, can't you see that the great Gin-sama is hung-over. I don't care about promises to that gorilla you call a sister, give her a banana and tell her I can't come. She'll understand, especially since it was her party I got drunk at." Gintoki groaned from underneath the pile of filth he called a bed.
Shinpachi let out an exasperated sigh at the behavior of his boss. Rearranging the ice pack on his head to lessen the migraine caused by his own hangover, Shinpachi stepped into the bedroom and began, "I understand that Gin-san, but what you don't seem to understand is tha-"
"Move out of my way Shin-chan." Otae smiled, roughly shoving her brother out of the way and into a pile of stuffed alien dolls. She walked over to the pile of garbage with her chilling smile and pulled Gintoki out of the mess and into the air by his throat, choking him as she continued. "I don't care what you think, I promised the owner that I would have someone working the door tonight and the only option was you because Kondo-san promised that he would bring the entire Shinsengumi tonight, Shin-chan is working late because he has an interview with an eyewear company as their model and Kagura-chan is the second best cabaret girl at the club. That leaves your pathetic ass as the only one free." She smiled, the grip around Gintoki's throat becoming increasingly tighter and tighter until he managed to gurgle out an agreement.
"Good. I'll see you at eight when we open." Otae giggled after she threw the half-dead samurai into a large pile of bent and broken bottles and cans and walked out of the apartment, making sure to slam the door behind her.
After waiting for ten minutes in silence to make sure that Shimura Tae was DEFINITELY gone both Shinpachi and Gintoki got up from their respective piles of junk and began to groan and mutter in pain.
"What is wrong with that crazy gorilla sister of yours?" Gintoki moaned, rubbing his now sore throat, wincing from the pain.
"She's just excited that she's getting married is all, and that the dojo's future is saved for sure." Shinpachi mumbled, trying to fix his now bent glasses. "Every girl dreams of getting married at one point in their life; let's just treat her like a beautiful princess until she's married and let her new husband handle her then." Gintoki looked over at the pitiful Shinpachi who was now moping around, poking a stuffed Space Alien Stephan. Gintoki couldn't imagine the turmoil Shinpachi was going through at the moment.
"Well . . . none of us saw it coming." Shinpachi looked up at his boss, rubbing his silver hair as he looked away awkwardly. "I mean, she was always being stalked and two years ago she finally said yes to the pathetic guy and now they're getting married. Everyone got the shock of a lifetime when it all happened."
"Gin-san, what is it that you are trying to say?" Shinpachi asked skeptically, worried about what was coming next.
"What I'm saying is that after the wedding you can come move in with me. Since Kagura started working at the cabaret club with your sister she's been making enough money to get her own apartment, and it's so quiet here. You can start making meals for me aga-" Gintoki was interrupted by a barrage of stuffed animals being thrown at him and a screeching Shinpachi.
"You lazy ass, permed excuse for a samurai! You weren't being sympathetic to my situation at all! You just want me to move in so that I can do the housecleaning again. You reached a new low in my book, I'm all depressed about how my sister is marrying that gorilla stalker and here you are using that as a reason for me to cook and clean for you!" Shinpachi screeched and wailed, irritated beyond belief.
After running out of toys to throw Shinpachi stood in the room, heaving and panting for breath. Before he could be stopped he trudged his way out of the room and to the small familiar closet to wrench the door open.
"I'm too mad to lecture you anymore; I'll have Kagura-chan finish this for me. She's just as mad about Aneue marrying Kondo-san as I am. Since she wasn't at her place she must have taken you home last night. Kagura-chan!" When Shinpachi opened the closet door he paled at what he found, which wasn't a sleeping Yato or a pillow being thrown at his face like in the past, but a closet overflowing with jump magazines. Closing the door slowly Shinpachi turned back at his boss who was just now clawing his way out of the pile of stolen prizes.
"Gin-san, where is Kagura-chan?" He asked, worried about his friend because she only slept at two places, her apartment and the Yorozuya.
"Eh? She didn't take me home last night, Madao did. But she was at the party last night right? She was the one dancing on the bar's counter right?" He asked, rubbing away the dull pain in his head.
"No, that was Tama-san who was dancing with Yamazaki-san." Shinpachi answered. A few moments passed in silence with Gintoki muttering about his hangover and Shinpachi thinking about Kagura until he looked up, a terrible sweat beginning to run down his neck. "Gin-san, Umibouzu is coming for a visit tomorrow night right?" He asked, a terrible familiar sense of doom coming over him.
Gintoki looked up at Shinpachi, puzzled about his behavior and questions. "Mhmm. What's this all about? The baldy said he was coming over to celebrate the brat's birthday since he missed it a while back, why?"
"When was the last time you saw Kagura-chan?"
"Ummmm . . . Last night we went and had a drinking contest. No no no that was with the mayora. It was the night before that, during the festival the two of us blew up the Shinsengumi compound together. Man that was a crazy night, and that weird penguin- no I did that with Zura." Gintoki laughed, remembering all the crazy things he did the past week. "Whose idea was it to have all these festivals and holidays back to back? Anyway I don't remember anything until three days ago after the big Summer Festival and I don't remember Kagura at all. Again, why?" Gintoki asked lazily, not catching on to Shinpachi's turmoil.
Shinpachi ran across the room and slapped the drunk out of Gintoki, sobering him up and began to shake him by the shirt of his pajamas.
"BECAUSE WE HAVEN'T SEEN NOR HEARD FROM KAGURA-CHAN IN ALMOST A WEEK BECAUSE WE WERE TOO BUSY DRINKING AND PARTYING! AND HER BALD DAD COMES HERE TOMORROW NIGHT! WHAT DO WE DO IF KAGURA-CHAN DOESN'T SHOW UP BY THEN!? WHAT IF SHE WAS KIDNAPPED OR WORSE, HAD A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH SOME STRANGER, FOUND OUT SHE WAS PREGNANT AND RAN AWAY IN SHAME TO RAISE THE CHILD IN SECRECY!" He screamed until he too was slapped by Gintoki.
"Calm down Patsuan, this is Kagura we're talking about, she can handle herself. Remember she is a member of the famed Yato race, the strongest and most blood thirsty amanto race in the universe. The only person that gives her trouble on a regular basis is Souichiro-kun, and those two not only despise each other but would have to be wasted beyond the drunk spectrum to sleep together . . . AND IF THOSE TWO HAVE A KID TOGETHER I'LL JUST JOIN FORCES WITH TAKASUGI BECAUSE THE WORLD WOULD NEED TO BURN SO THAT IT WON'T HAVE TO BE ENSLAVED BY THAT DEMON SPAWN!."
"It's Sougo, Gin-san and THAT'S NOT THE POINT EVEN IF YOU ARE RIGHT! Think, who does she look exactly like, who is her family, and how much violent trouble has that girl caused on her own, by accident?" Shinpachi asked. Gintoki thought for a brief second until he began to panic and run around his room trying to get dressed.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT SOONER YOU STUPID IDIOT! WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE, BUT BEFORE THAT LET'S LOOK AROUND THE CITY FOR HER. EVERYONE KNOWS HER AND THERE HAS TO BE SOMEONE WHO'S SEEN HER!" Gintoki screamed, grabbing his bokuto and running out the door.
Shinpachi flinched when he heard a familiar girlish scream and screeching tires from outside followed by even more familiar screams of, "What the Hell do you think you're doing asshole!" and "Get away from me you unhealthy leech of society!" Shinpachi shook his head and as he was getting up to calm the situation outside he looked over and saw a pair of black pants lying on the floor. Shinpachi let out a drawn out sigh as he groaned, "Gin-sa~n."
"Owwwww . . . It feels as though I've been run over by an army. What the heck happened to me?" The Commander questioned as she woke up from her comatose state, sore all over. "Mr. Crabby~, where are you? Can I have some water~!" She let out, waiting in silence as her voice echoed throughout her empty suite. Thankfully she didn't have to wait long as five minutes later her odd crab butler came in with an empty drinking glass and a pitcher of water.
"Thank you." She said as she reached for the pitcher, ignoring the glass completely, guzzling the water down to the very last drop. She tossed the pitcher to the floor, smiling in glee when it shattered across the floor.
"What the Hell happened, Mr. Crabby? The last thing I remember is finally meeting Kagura-sama and . . . Kondo-san? for the first time then, nothing. Any ideas?" She asked, confused about that nights course of events or how she woke up in her bed. Just as her butler was about to begin speaking, raising his claw to make the statement all the more factual she interrupted him, "Never mind that, I'm bored. Has any new transmissions or other messages come through while I was resting?" She asked, changing into a more casual dress that looked more than anything like an old woman's night gown.
Suddenly an obnoxious tone went off, screeching and squealing death inducing noises at bounced off the walls and intensifying the noise until the Commander began to scream in irritation, running to the jumbo screen in another room. Flipping a switch she spit out "WHAT!?" not bothering to look and see who it was that was calling her at what she assumed to be an ungodly hour of the night on any planet.
"I see, well then Commander I guess I might call back later, if I even care to remember your miniscule existence, I have work that is far more important than the air you breathe after all." The owner of the voice smiled behind his semi-callous words, for him anyway. The Commander went rigid, terrified of what her actions may have cost her.
"A-a-admiral Kamui, please forgive me! I just woke up after a marathon of paperwork and my annoyance and exhaustion got the better of me. Please forgive me, I'll do anything it is that you ask just spare me." She pleaded; pale and terrified of what may happen to her and her dreams if she so much as annoyed the ticking time bomb that was coming to pay her a visit. Kamui still had his smile on his face as he placed a finger on his chin in mock contemplation.
"What oh what will I do? How about I kill ya?" He laughed, ecstatic at the shocked look on the small woman's face. When the Commander began to cry he calmed down and chirped a simple message, "I'll be seeing you in roughly seventy-two hours, have enough food and entertainment to satisfy all of my men. Bye~" And he was gone, he had ended the transmission suddenly, leaving the Commander to blankly stare at the large black screen before her.
For what felt like an eternity to her had passed before reality and the gravity of the situation she had now found herself in had finally reached her.
"OH MY GOD! MR. CRABBY, GET EVRYONE READY AND CAUGHT UP ON THE SITUATION, WE ARE NOW WORKING IN OVERDRIVE! NO ONE IS TO REST OR SLEEP UNTIL THEIR WORK IS DONE! ANYONE CAUGHT OTHERWISE WILL BE IMPRISSONED INDEFINITELY! GO!" She screamed, distraught at the whole situation. She slumped to the floor, crying and exhausted when she was finally left alone.
"Why does this have to happen to me~! That fool Kamui and his sister will be the death of me!" She whined until she eventually fell asleep on the floor, dreaming of a future where she would be surrounded by bishounen and all the women in the universe would envy her and worship the ground she walked on.
Kamui abruptly end his side of the video transmission and turned around, a large smile on his face. He began to skip out of the room planning to gorge himself on dinner until a heavy hand on his shoulder stopped him in his tracks and spun him around.
"Abuto, what do you think you are doing?" He asked, contained anger laced through his voice causing many to flee the room.
"What do you think I'm doing? What do you think you're doing you retard? The mission is done, we have to immediately go back to headquarters and tell the old farts at the top that the mission was a success and to show all the evidence we uncovered." Abuto nagged, tired of his boss's negligence to his duties. "If you can't do that then forget about becoming King of the Pirates, they'll just put a bounty on your head and kill you off like they did Housen." He finished, worried mostly about his future rather than his young superiors'.
Kamui quickly nodded and Abuto released a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.
"Then we'll just send them a letter telling them we finished and that I had to attend a party and will be running late. They'll understand." Kamui stated and broke free from Abuto, heading towards the ships mess hall.
Abuto shook his head in disappointment, not bothering to try and stop the irresponsible Yato. "I bet that crazy sister of yours is the exact same way. I'd hate to see the your children." He whispered to himself. He was left to his own thoughts for a brief moment until instinct told him to look up.
Abuto's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched one of the ship's electrical mainframes come hurtling towards him at an unimaginable speed. He just barely dodged in time, but it cost him his prosthetic arm.
He looked at the wreck and then back at the perpetrator. "What the Hell is wrong with you, you freak!?" Abuto screamed as Kamui stepped out from the other side of the wreckage, smiling and waving like a child. "You asshole! What was that for!? Do you have any idea what you just did!? How the Hell are we supposed to move at all without one of the mainframes!?" He questioned, pissed off and about to smack the vermillion haired man in front of him.
"Relax Abuto, I made sure to throw the one that had to do with communications. Talking to others has nothing to do with how fast the ship goes, right? Now we can head over to Commander Usagi's party and if the old men in command scold us we can just chalk it up as damage to the ship's communications network." He explained, his smile still on his face as he hopped to the other side of the wreckage to retrieve Abuto's fake arm.
"But," Kamui continued, his smile gone and a menacing look gracing his features. "if you so much as mention that weaklings name in my presence at all, I won't be throwing a mainframe with terrifying force into the wall, but you. You may be one of my VERY few friends but if you hinder me in any way I WILL get rid of you. Do you understand, Abuto?" Kamui finished and had his smile back on his face.
Abuto shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, giving up. "Ugh~ . . . fine. I get it, I get it. Whatever you say nii-chan, now go and stuff your face. And give me my arm, I have to get it fixed now because of you." Abuto huffed, yanking the mangled prosthetic from Kamui's hand as he walked away mumbling about crazy kids these days and how the Yato race was doomed.
Kamui remained in the room alone, quiet. The smile on his faced dropped and he looked out into the dark expanse of space. He couldn't help but think about his childhood, his pathetic dad, his ill mother and his little sister, it made him sick just thinking about it. Suddenly a deafening growl sounded, causing a small dog-like alien pet to scamper away terrified.
"I'm hungry~." Kamui whined, reminded of his lack of dinner.
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