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Trying to restrain the rebel leader had always been like trying to hold sand in your hands. No matter what you did or what you said, he’d slip through your fingers and leave no trace when morning came. The third time was different, however. After almost two months of radio silence, Gintoki came home to find Zura’s kimono strewn across the living room couch.
Post-war gintoki navigates his trauma, as his feelings for Zura grow with every night they spend together. This fic is a little bit of a mess please bear with me. A little fucked up. Mild smut, but nothing too explicit. A little fucked up.