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I
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"Tadashi!!!" A rush of messy white hair and red eyes called out in a high pitched voice, running towards said Tadashi.
"Gintoki!!" Tadashi called out as well, happily extending his arms out to embrace the approaching boy.
Once they've finally locked arms, they happily giggled like a couple of idiots, like a lovely dovey couple that hasn't seen each other in forever. The two boys began to talk amongst themselves, excitedly sharing what they had learned the days they've been apart. They laughed loudly and then laughed louder, chatted away like they weren't currently fighting a war.
Katsura drank his tea, his eyes closed and calm. The green tea tasted smooth, bitter just like he wanted it to be. He was resting not too far away from those two, Tadashi and Gintoki, as he recounted the events of the previous days. They've all returned from a recent victorious battle against the amanto. The troops had managed to capture someone important and they were going to interrogate him later when everyone's wounds have healed a considerable amount.
"Gee Gintoki-san! Give me a kiss on the cheek at least!" Tadashi requested, cheeks slightly dusted red and lightly tugging at the perm head's sloppily worn kimono.
"Dun wanna!" Gin whined "You should give me a kiss instead, Tadashi-kun! I was the trump card that led us to victory after all!" He said with a pout, his cheeks also lightly dusted red, a finger pointing at his right cheek expectantly.
Katsura drank his tea, his eyes on the stone and rocks beneath his feet. He was sitting on the engawa of their hideout. Huh, the green tea tasted a bit bland, didn't he request Takasugi to make it bitter?
"Ahhh! Gin-kun, you're so cute !" Tadashi suddenly exclaimed, squishing Gintoki's cheeks together like a mochi. Gin-
"Are those two flirting again?" A deeply cranky voice asked, catching Katsura's attention as he finally opened his eyes to the world around him.
"Takasugi," he exclaimed "You made my tea too sweet."
"I added more gravel into your tea today, shouldn't it be to your liking already?" Takasugi asked, taking a seat next to the general with legs crossed. Katsura's choking sounds and shocked retorts entirely ignored by Takasugi "These two always somehow find eachother at the end of every battle, and they always act so damn cutesy with eachother when they do" Takasugi said, his face growing darker as he continued to speak "It disgusts me how lovely dovey the love birds are, it's like there aren't other people watching." Takasugi spat on the ground, eyes narrowed and shooting one of said "lovey dovey love birds" the deadliest glare Katsura had seen him shoot any of their comrades.
"Taka-"
"No matter, lowly soldiers like him will only be forgotten as time goes on." Takasugi said, sounding so sure of himself that Katsura wondered if he was going to do something to make sure that's going to be true.
"Gin-kun! Let's go to my favourite spot!"
"F-Favourite spot?" Gin stuttered, the blush on his cheeks reddened considerably since Katsura had last looked at him just a few moments ago "Tadashi-kun!! We can't!" He rejected the idea, two hands covering his face, seemingly embarrassed at his suggestion. As if Tadashi's suggestion was too inappropriate for someone like Gintoki who's always high on his own hormones.
Katsura sighed, placing his tea cup down on the engawa. Gintoki was always like this, acting like some kind of hopelessly in love maiden conversing with her newly acquired lover. Seeing his status, that would be a bizarre discovery if any of this somehow got out to the rest of the world.
"Oi oi oi, what are you bastards going to do in front of us?" Takasugi suddenly shouted as he stood up. His face was dark, like he had just witnessed one of the most disgusting scene in his life by far. His hand was on the sheated katana on his waist, ready to draw it.
"Takasugi-"
"Eh? What's this?" Gintoki finally said something that wasn't high pitched, he shot Takasugi an impish look.
"Is the imp sad he doesn't have someone to fuck?" Gintoki mockingly asked, approaching Takasugi as said imp boy approached him as well.
"Who said I'm jealous of you having someone to do vulgar things to?" Takasugi snarled, his face morphed into a frown, his arms crossed once they stood face-to-face.
"Who said anything about jealous? Oi, are you telling me you're jealous?" Gintoki began to annoyingly spit at Takasugi's face when he moved in to evade the shorter boy's personal space "You're totally jealous, aren't you chibisugi? Jealous chibis won't attract pretty women, chibisugi."
"Why would I be jealous of an ugly perm head like you?" Takasugi retorted, a vein clearly popping out "You're so ugly even succubus won't fuck you because your ugliness would make them ugly, it's contagious!"
"Hah? " Gintoki titled his head, a vein too popped out as his eyes opened from the dead fish eyes he had on earlier "That's bold coming from you, sharp chin imp. If I'm so ugly that even a succubus won't fuck me then why 're 'ya so close to me huh!?" He spat more saliva onto Takasugi's face "Want to become ugly too? 'Re you into fuglies? Is that why you want to be ugly? So that the fuglies can fuck you without feeling shameful? Though you only barely look decent so even if they do fuck you, they probably won't even feel any shame!" Gin contradicted his own statement, moving even closer to Takasugi's face, their nose practically touching if it weren't for the angles they've titled their heads at "You're a real sympathiser, fugly chibisugi!"
"I can fuck anyone, fuglies or not fuglies, you on the other hand have to make a deal with money involved in order to fuck even the fuglies!" ChibiTakasugi harshly stated, his eyes narrowed as they moved closer to eachother's face, foreheads touched.
"Oh yeah!? Then prove it! Let's go to a red light district after we've recovered then! See who she'll pick between us!" Gintoki challenged, fully expecting Takasugi to back down once he gave the chibi boy this challenge. As mighty as Takasugi act, he's actually a cherry boy that'll go 'ahh! I'm close!' the moment it's in. Gintoki smirked, his face changed into a mischievous one.
Takasugi furrowed his brows
"Bet."
Katsura drank his tea. The tea was now lukewarm. His eyes closed and his mind wandering elsewhere. The soldier they have secured recently was actually a decently high ranking member, and he was caught in good condition. If they manage to get him to spit out something important, then Katsura believes that they could win this war.
Anyways, forget trying to break these two up whenever they fight, if Tadashi is there then he should know what to do considering his relationship with Gintoki and all.
Wait where the hell is he?
Upon realizing that Tadashi, Gin's supposed 'best friend', was now missing, Katsura had no choice but to try and stop their useless banter. He got shot down as soon as he opened his mouth.
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II
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"Zura!"
"It's not Zura, it's Katsura!"
"I found a place where the bakufu always come to after each battle, and it's pretty easily accessible for us."
Zura turned his head toward Gintoki, an eyebrow raised with piqued interest. Gintoki usually never deals with these types of things, his forte is fighting rather than intel gathering. Though, just because intel gathering isn't his usual thing, he's not bad at it and thus, Zura was led to believe that he was telling him the truth. The full truth. Hence, that's why along with Sakamoto and Takasugi, they were all standing in a red light district.
"Isn't this to fulfill the bet you two made not even two days ago?" Katsura asked, disappointedly looking at Takasugi and Gintoki from across Sakamoto.
"I wasn't lying when I told you they go here often, we only need to find them." Gintoki claimed, a hand ruffling his messy white hair. Takasugi didn't say anything, the boy looked away from Katsura in fact, as if to avoid his disappointing gaze.
"Ha Hahahahahahahaha!" Sakamoto laughed before he even said anything "Kintoki is right, it's totally reasonable that they'll be here! Especially after what happened recently, we only need to find them!"
"I'm not Kintoki dammit!"
Sakamoto told Katsura, patting his back and laughing some more. Katsura let out a defeated sigh, guess it can't be helped. He'll cut them some slack, if they manage to find anything then he'll let them-
"Excuse me! How much for one night?" Sakamoto ended his question with a few laughs, already going inside one of the brothels.
Katsura stared flabbergasted, bewildered that Tatsuma already went ahead and enjoyed himself without leaving any time for Zura to remind him what they were originally here for. He could hear Gintoki sighing from behind and began to go who knows where with Takasugi.
Hell no
"You two are not going to just hit up a woman tonight, we have important things to do here!" Zura yelled, hands holding onto the back of their kimono's collars. Forcibly, he pulled the two back, dragging them along as he moved elsewhere. Gintoki whining and complaining the whole time.
"Zuraaa! This is probably a once in a life time for little Gin-chan!" Gintoki whined, trying to reason with their leader but all his efforts fell on deaf ears when Katsura continued to drag them across the district.
"I told you Zura won't go along with this, you damn perm."
"Oh shut up will you!" Gin yelled at Takasugi, a hand reached out to smack the shorter guy on the head but missed it's target completely "There's no way this bet is going to be postponed until we're no longer hairless, hell no!"
"Is that your concern right now bastard?" Takasugi asked with a raised brow, looking at Gin with slightly wider eyes "Also, not everyone hit their puberty late, so don't lump us in with the likes of you, right Zura?"
"I'm not Zura, I'm Katsura!" He corrected "But yes, not everyone hit our pruberty late. So don't lump us up with you."
"Whose side are you on, Zura!?" Gintoki shouted, feeling betrayed and a tiny hint of embarrassment. His hairlessness was something Gin tried his best to hide from the other men whenever they did something that would involve showing their b*lls like taking a bath(however little they do take one) or when there are injuries needed to be tend to. No wait, no, he definitely has hair, it's just that they're so small you can't even see them or touch them. He had already reached puberty, dammit! If he didn't then he wouldn't be here!
Finally, Katsura let them go once they've reached near the end of the district. Gintoki grumbled about Zura holding onto them for way too long and that "they have legs too". Once the two guys finally fixed themselves of anything wrong about their clothes or body, they looked at Katsura with 2 contrasting expressions. Gintoki wore his signature dead fish eyes while Takasugi looked outright disinterested.
Katsura sighed, looking at the two straight in the eyes "Let's not forget what we're here to do, a moment's weakness can cause us our heads" he reminded them, sounding like a mother scolding her sons about how irresponsible they have been.
Gintoki spat at the ground, annoyed and disappointed that their fun was interrupted before it could even start by someone with a toupee. Takasugi looked around, observing their surroundings before speaking
"We are here to do that, we just need to go in to check." Takasugi tried to reason with Katsura to let them go.
"Your goals here are muddy at best! Don't forget I heard that bet the other day too!" He angrily reminded them "Haven't you heard of the rumors about joui men who got assassinated visiting one of these brothels? And don't forget why we even joined this stupid war to begin with!"
"You always say that, but we've been busting our asses off for the past 3 weeks!" Gintoki said, Katsura crossed his arms "We need to blow off some steam at least, we can't just run on blood and stress! We need a balance between angst and fluff!" Gin tried to persuade Katsura to just let loose for at least tonight. Katsura heard him, loud and clear, and began to walk away.
"Fine, if you two want to play around and not get anything done at the same time then I won't stop you." Katsura declared, walking off aimlessly. He very much wants to, but perhaps some more persuasion from them would help budge him...
"So Takasugi-kun, did you find any hot babe during our trek through?"
"Dunno, all of them looked the same."
Katsura snapped his head back so fast he wouldn't be suprised if his neck just snapped.
"You're as boring as ever~" Gin stated "What? Not a single babe here even piqued your interest?" Gintoki pouts, annoyingly poking at Takasugi's face.
"Stop that hairless pubes" Takasugi snapped, smacking his hand away "As I said before, all the women here look the damn same."
"I am not hairless! Gin-chan only have unfortunately tiny hair!"
"Oi, what's with that excuse?" Takasugi glowered "If you really do have hair on your k*ntama then prove it."
They really just let him be!? They completely let him go off without even trying to convince him further!? Just a little more and he would've accepted! What kind of childhood friends are you two!?
"I will!" Gintoki shrilled, intentionally bumping his shoulder into Takasugi's "I will when we both agree on a woman that we both want to rail!"
"Don't say such things out loud!" The shorter boy shouted, smacking the white perm on the head
"Why are you so flustered?" He asked shockedly, eyes wide "Hey, chibisugi, your cheeks are all red"
" 's not! In fact!" Takasugi stuttered, face completely red "Her! There!" He randomly pointed to a woman on display at one of the brothels, Gintoki turned his head to look at the woman but not before giving Takasugi a suspicious glare.
"Oh now that's what I call a hot babe" he exclaimed with a grin, approaching the entrance with Takasugi in toll.
"Try not to get overwhelmed, sonic sperm"
"Who the hell is sonic sperm?" Gin shouted "I'll have you know that little Gin-chan is anything but sonic, unless if you're talking about his drilling speed, he comes at the right place, at the right time!"
"Who the hell was talking about your tiny ass rat tail?" Takasugi shot Gin a disgusted look
The two entered the building while bickering and insulting each other, completely ignoring the wig head yelling at them from behind, marching onwards. He was saying something, but honestly who the hell is that wig head anyway? He's just some rando with a toupee, that's who he is!
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III
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The pair walked along the corridors as they discussed about the recent shipment of equipment from Sakamoto. Recently, Takasugi had suggested they try something new that'll catch the enemies off-guard. It involved using audio players, small speakers carefully hidden within a dense forest that they'll have to lure the enemy into. The speakers would play at night and it will play tortured sounds, sound of "the deceased", horrible sounds of amanto in pain and warning the surviving amanto to leave the land. They tried this once and it worked amazingly well, so now they were going to try it again. This time, with new devices that produced fog to make it seem more eerie and scary.
"Takasugi, how's your injuries?" Katsura inquired, glancing at the boy's bandaged arms.
"They're fine, healing at a decent pace I guess" Takasugi murmured, rubbing his left arm gently
"I s-"
"sugi-kun!!"
Sakamoto, wearing a wig, came out of nowhere and hugged Takasugi on the arm, earning him a pained hiss from Takasugi. Katsura stared with wide eyes, confused of Sakamoto's appearance. He was wearing a wig, or rather two dirty mop heads that's in uneven length with eachother. Dirty, because he can't tell if it's actually dirty or if it's dyed since Sakamoto is a brunette. Down below, he wore a women's kimono, the corler borderlining an ashy black that's similar to the color of mud.
Katsura continued to stare, bewildered and shocked. Takasugi didn't push him off or shoo him away; in fact, he embraced the taller perm. Which caused Katsura to furrowed his brows even more, beyond confused at the sight unfolding in front of him.
"You're way too attached Paki-chan, " he sighed "you know you're not supposed to be here, it's dangerous and full of hard headed men." Takasugi remind him(her?) as Sakamoto Paki pouted
"But sugi-kun!" Sakamoto whined "I miss you too much!"
What the fuck were they playing at here?
Since when did Sakamoto like Takasugi that way?
Huh? The fuck?
What?
Katsura was going to ask, but was interrupted by someone's loud gasp.
"What the fuck?"
It was Gintoki. He looked just as shocked as Katsura was, if not more. His body was slightly trembling. Katsura felt glad that someone here actually pointed out whatever the hell is going on instead of just him, since this was getting more ridiculous as it goes on. Katsura honestly couldn't imagine Takasugi acting lovey dovey towards anyone, let alone in front of others because he's just that in love. Sakamoto he can, but with Takasugi?
"O-Oh... Is that how this it?" Gintoki voice was quavering, he grinded his jaw and those maroon eyes looked a bit glossy. Wait what?
"W-well-" he stuttered, turning around with stiff movements "happy relationship- you two!" His voice choked on a sob as Gin began to run out of there with his head down.
"Wait, Gintoki!" Takasugi called out, pushing Sakamoto off him to chase after the white perm. Gin didn't really get too far away when Takasugi caught up with him, his wrist held firmly by Takasugi's bandaged hand. Fat tears were rolling down his flushed cheeks, his eyes were wide and his mouth was ajar because his snot filled nose made it hard to breathe. He looked at Takasugi confused, but just the sight of him made Gin clenched his eyes shut as he tried to wiggle out of Takasugi's grip.
"L-Let go!" He struggled, desperately trying to get Takasugi to let go of his wrist "I already wished you a forever relationship, what more do you want from me!?" He shouted through tears, like a heartbroken maiden after witnessing the love of her life kissing another woman.
Takasugi looked serious, his other hand reached out to take a hold of Gin's remaining wrist, forcing the taller boy to look at him.
"Gintoki... Do you.." Takasugi struggled to get the words out, but his eyes remained locked onto Gin's own "Do you like me?"
He finally said it. Gintoki took a moment to take in what happened, a moment to process what had just been said, a moment to respond.
"What's it to you?" He tearily asked, facing down. Takasugi clasped their hands together and brought it to his chest, to where his own heart is.
"I like you too, you idiot..." he muttered, face now flushed red. Gintoki's eyes widen as he looked up, shocked at what he heard. Before Gintoki could properly respond, Takasugi smashed his lips against Gin's. It lasted only seconds, they only touched lips but it felt like an explosion went off inside Gin's chest, and one went off in Katsura's head.
"What the fuck?"
Katsura exclaimed. Sakamoto was now laughing and congratulating them, patting the shorter boys on the back as he apologized about earlier and explained that it was Takasugi's idea to test the waters. See how Gin would react, but neither of them could imagine that he would react like that.
"It was just Shinsuke-kun being a bit shy, Gin!"
Sakamoto reassured the white mop with his usual smile. Takasugi looked away to hide his embarrassment while Gintoki couldn't help but pulled a displeased face, though his displeasure was overshadowed by the way his face could be compared to a tomato.
"Stupid Takasugi," he starts, hooking an arm around Takasugi's shoulder "If you liked me, then it would've been better if you just confessed from the beginning!" Gin criticised Takasugi, yet he pulled the shorter boy closer to him.
Katsura stood dumbfounded, not at all understanding what the fuck just happened. Did he just witnessed a love confession? Between his childhood friends? And he wasn't even considered to be apart of the whole thing like Sakamoto was?
This isn't even third wheeling anymore! This is-
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IV
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"Elizabeth, have you been eating well?"
Zura asked as he looked at his pet with a worried expression. Recently, for whatever reasons, the duck had been falling asleep almost anytime they weren't doing anything too extreme, especially when eating. This worried Katsura to no end, considering their 'social status', any signs of sickness could prove to be fatal. The duck shook it's head
[I'm fine, Katsura-san. I'm terribly sorry for.. zzz]
"Hey! How would you even write the z's if you fell asleep!?" Katsura shouted, shaking the duck trying to wake it up again. This could only mean bad news, if Elizabeth was dozing off even when she was writing something, then that would mean that she had taken in some really bad.
[Sakura-chan!]
Elizabeth exclaimed, startling awake after Katsura had successfully woken her up. Katsura was glad she didn't just died- wait a minute.
" 'Sakura-chan'?"
He asked confused. As far as he could remember, the only Sakura they knew was from B***** and he highly doubt that Elizabeth would meet someone behind his back. No, he knew Elizabeth was better than that and that she won't meet anybody without his knowledge.
[A-Ah! Sakura-chan from uh...]
Why is she stuttering in literature form? Doesn't she use a sign to communicate with others? Wouldn't that be an advantage when you don't have anything to say?
The more they stared at eachother, the more suspicious Katsura became of whatever the duck do in it's free time.
"Yo Zura!"
"It's not Zura, it's Katsura!" He yelled before taking a good look at the person who just rudely called him by the wrong name
"Gintoki, hello. "
Katsura monotonously greeted the approaching man, he noticed that Elizabeth immediately turned her back against them when Gintoki got there. He had bought Elizabeth a brand new phone, and it was all hers to use. He bought it with the intention to stay in contact in case anything bad happens, but it seemed like Elizabeth was spending more time than necessary on that phone... No matter, if it isn't a case of virgin otaku hormones then he could properly train her not to overuse the phone.
"What brought you here?" Katsura asked once Gintoki was standing near him, the man ordering a plate of dango. Gintoki shrugged his shoulders
"No reasons, I just happen to saw you on the streets while taking a walk and decided that talking to a dumbass like you won't hurt." Gin answered, picking at his nose. Katsura hummed, ignoring the insult "Well then, why don't you use this opportunity to join me, Gintoki?" He was about to list off the perks joining him would guarantee, but was swiftly interrupted by a much hoarser voice calling out to Gintoki.
Katsura leaned forward, trying to see who had just called out to Gintoki with curiosity "Huh? Isn't th-"
"Shit!" Gintoki smashed his plate of dango onto Katsura's face, practically smothering the man as the owner of the hoarse voice approached them.
"Hijikata-kun! Hey!" Gintoki nervously greeted the policeman as he forcibly pushed Katsura down by the plate of dango. Gin's face was plastered with a wall of sweat.
"What's going on here?" Hijikata asked once he's close enough, confusingly looking at the knocked out man that looked like he was about to ascend through the high heavens if that plate on his face was supposed to say something.
"A-Ah! It's nothing!" Gintoki waved dismissively, walking towards Hijikata to get away from Katsura just in case the cop decided to look at his face when they're having a conversation next to his body "Anyways, why did you come here?"
"Ah? Why?" Hijikata shot Gin the same confused look he had earlier when he looked at Katsura's the unknown man lying down.
"I came to return your belt and wooden stick, did you not notice they're missing when you left?" Hijikata asked, handing him the items he mentioned. Gintoki checked his waist, patting around to feel for them.
"Oh, I didn't notice." Gintoki admitted, taking his stuff back "Thanks, Oogushi-kun." He thanked him, pinching his cheek with one hand.
"What's with you?" Hijikata asked, a bit flustered as he slapped Gin's hand away "Why are you acting so strange after we just left the hotel?"
Katsura's eyes snapped open from shock, his ears weren't hearing things properly right? That has to be it! There's no way that the Shiroya-
"Ahh I'm sorry Oogushi-kun!" He clasped his hands together "I'm just a bit dazed after all that hockey, so I guess I'm beginning to feel a bit strange right now"
"Hockey!? You two were playing hockey in a hotel?" Katsura basically shouted as he sat up. His pupils were blown wide as he looked at both Gintoki and, God it really is the Shinsengumi vice-chief, Hijikata Toshiro.
"You were listening!?"
Gintoki's face morphed into horrified shock as he tried to slap Hijikata's face away from Katsura "Hijikata-kun! Look! A UFO!" He laughed like Sakamoto, forcibly twisting Hijikata's face to look up at the sky "But UFOs are an everyday thing-"
"Oh would you look at that! It's already 5 PM! I think it's time we should head back, you're probably a busy man, right Hijikata-san?" Gintoki laughed some more, trying to drag the policeman and himself out of there.
"Hold it right there, Gintoki. We need to talk" Katsura declared with a loud voice, making Hijikata stopped. He could see Gintoki frantically and silently cursing under his breath as the cop turned around to look at Katsura.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Katsuo, an old friend of Gintoki."
"Katsuo? That kind of sounds like Katsu-"
"Nevermind that, what did Gintoki meant when he said playing hockey in a hotel?" Katsuo asked, he can't see Hijikata right now. The two dango balls on his eyes were blocking his ability to see, but it's fine. A samurai should not depend solely on his eyes, but also his instincts.
Hijikata remained silent for an awfully long time, making Katsuo thought that the cop was embarrassed. Hah, that would be a face Katsura needed to take a picture of.The Shinsengumi vice-chief, flustered and red faced? The world has to know!
"You want to join?"
"To–shi!!"
From here, he could hear an audible smack. Did Gintoki smacked the police? Why was he so against him joining their game of hockey? He felt like playing hockey now that they mentioned hockey, especially in a bedroom? He would like to see how that's achieved!
"No! That was a joke, Hijikata! A joke!" Gintoki blurted out, smacking Hijikata with much less force. His face was flushed red now, not that Katsuo could tell.
"How was I supposed to know?" Hijikata shouted "You were talking about nothing but having a 3rd person to play hockey with all night yesterday!"
"You're not that dense, are you?" Gintoki shouted, moving over to Katsuo to make the man sit back down "Anyways, even if we do find a 3rd person, no way in hell is it going to be this idiot!" He said, putting Katsuo's straw hat on for him.
Again, why was Gintoki so against Katsura Katsuo being apart of their hockey game?
"Why not? You don't mind who, no?" Hijikata questioned, moving over to Katsuo too to remove the dango on his eyes.
"Is he that ugly or something?" For God knows how, those balls were the only thing saving Katsura from getting found out, if Hijikata removed them then Katsura would be in shit. Panicked, Gintoki took the balls instead and slammed them into Hijikata's mouth with full force, knocking the demon back by a few steps.
"Hijikata-kun! Are you okay!?" Gintoki asked, feigning innocence "Goodness! Look what happened to you after you ate something not apart of your natural habitat food!" Gintoki exclaimed, hooking an arm under Hijikata's, letting his left arm rest on Gin's shoulder
"B-But-" Hijikata choked out "K-Katsuo... third-" Gintoki punched him right in the stomach, effectively silencing the cop "Oh mi gosh! Hijikata-kun! Are you okay? What happened!?"
Gin took the oppurtunity to shoot Katsura a death glare, one that reassured him that if he dared to talk of this again then he'll receive the full package of what Hijikata just received.
"It's okay, I'll bring you home so don't worry about anything!" He 'reassured' the knocked out cop, waving the man behind him goodbye as he left with the cop.
Katsura sat in silence, shocked that Gintoki managed to snag a bakufu official. But if he could convince Gintoki to join his cause, then it would surely make his goals to overthrow the rotten bakufu easier... He could settle with the shock if it meant furthering his goals, it was a small price to pay.
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"Elizabeth!?"
[Sorry soy boy, but this gangster here got some cute girls to take care of.]
The duck, his duck- his pet- WHAT?
Katsura stared wide eyed as his Elizabeth left with not two, but five women all moaning the name "Elizabeth".Was this the consequences of letting her use the Internet for too long? He was mortified at what he was seeing.
What the hell had he created? What kind of play girl monster is she!? What had his Elizabeth, his sweet, could do nothing wrong Elizabeth, turned into!? Was this why she had been dozing off so much recently? If he had known, Katsura would've restricted her online activities so much more, damn amanto and their complicated technology!
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