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Fuckboi Troubles

I had just gotten out of the shower when my phone went off. I looked over to see my cousin Nicki calling me. "Bitchhh guess what I just heard from Katlyn?" Of course Nicki would call with some tea to spill about somebody. I laugh as I walk out the bathroom with the phone on speaker. "What did Katlyn tell you this time?" I say as I sit on the bed with my coco butter.

"When was the last time you saw the hotep fuckboi?" I laugh as I put on my shirt, thinking about this morning when I saw Erik. "Gurl why the hell do you keep calling him that with yo stupid ass?" "Because his ass claims to be woke as fuck, but he fucks on every bitch and ha sister.

Thinking about it Erik has always been a free spirit when it came to relationships, but I thought us getting together would be different. I mean I knew it would be hard for him to just mess with me, but if he loves me like he says he does he would at least try.

"I saw him this morning crazy ass. What does that have to do with anything though?" I get up to go get me something to drink while still holding the phone. "Well you know how Katlyn got some loose ass lips right, so I was talking to her about Keke and em. Cause you know them hoes always got something going on and how bout Katlyn told me she saw Erik ass wit Keke.

I was so shocked to hear it I didn't know what to say. "Hold on what?" I put down the cup I had so I could make sure I heard her right. "Aight now you know with Katlyn you always gotta double check shit she say, so I asked her did she have some receipts." I was hoping that Katlyn was just talking out of ha ass again.

"Now you know I can't stand Hotep Hoe ass but I wanted that shit to be a lie gurl; but bitchh she had pictures and text messages." I'm sitting down on the couch now, I don't know when my leg started shaking. "Send all that shit." I say getting angrier. "I got one better for you, come open the door."

I jump up to open the door for Nicki, leaving my phone on the couch. I open the door to see her wearing a black nike jacket with tights to match. She has her her wrapped up with her bonnet on. We sit back down and I look as she goes to Katlyn's messages.

She scrolls up until she gets to the top of the screenshots, she then clicks on it and hands the phone to me. I try to take a deep breath to calm myself before I look at them but it doesn't prepare me for what I see.I see Erik texting Keke asking what she was wearing; she tells him to come and see with ha address attached. I look at the date to see it was a day we argued. I keep scrolling to see pictures and videos of Keke playing with herself.

I also see ha asking about me and if he was dating me. I felt my heart drop when I saw he texted back that I was just some girl he use to mess with. I wanted to throw the phone but it wasn't mine, so I handed back to Nicki.

"So what you gonna do about this (Y/n), I mean you not gone stay with his cheating ass are you?" Nicki said while turning towards me with her legs crossed. To be honest I didn't know what I would do. Erik made me feel something I never felt before him. I love him, but it's pretty clear he didn't love me.

"What do you have planned Nicki?" I ask silently hoping she'll stay just in case Erik showed up. There was no way I would be able to not forgive him. Simply because Erik has a way to get out of trouble, which usually ends up with my ankles by my ears and him rearranging my insides.

"Don't worry cuz I'm staying, I remember you telling me all about Erik and his devil dick." She says laughing. "Wait what the hell does that mean?" I asked getting up to get my cup out of the kitchen. "It means Erik has the type of dick to make you forget yo religion and praise him instead. The bad thing about that is he knows he has that type of hold on you. His ass ain't never gone act right until you leave him."

Ha leave him she says, like it's really that easy. If I did that who knows how long it would be until I get another boyfriend. It's better than being treated like some side bitch, I mean am I really gonna to take him back after this. His dick really isn't worth the trouble, but if you factor in his hands and that thing he does with his tongue.

No no I refuse to be that fucking stupid. "I know yo ass thinking about staying with him, you got that look on your face." Nicki says getting up to get a water out of the refrigerator. I look at her while finally taking a sip of my coke. "That's why I have a plan." Oh lord that's never a good thing. I don't tell her to keep talking but she does anyway.

"We go to that hoe's house and drag her by ha nappy ass weave." Bitch what? I know ha ass didn't just say that, I gotta be hearing shit. "Why the hell you think I'm dressed like this gurl. I came to drag a bitch, you know I don't play. She says rearranging her bonnet. "You know damn well I don't fight Nicki." I put down my cup to go to my room.

"Keke knows you don't fight, that's why she did this shit. She know not to try me since I stomped her sister ass out." I see Nicki going through my draws pulling out stuff. "Gurl what the hell are you looking for?" She turns around holding a black sweatshirt and some Nike compression pants and shirt. "You still got those black Nikes I bought you that one time?" At this point I was already up because it was no point in arguing with ha.

"Yea they in the closet on the right side." Nicki walks to the closet and of course she would look on the wrong side. "This that nigga shit?" I move past her to grab my shoes. I turn to see her grabbing clothes off the hangers and throwing them out. "What are you doing Nicki, we not about to fuck up his clothes."

She looks at me and makes a face like I'm crazy. "Why the hell not (Y/n), he hurt you." We both walk out heading towards the living room. "Because I'm not no crazy ass bitch, that's not gone do nothing but give me a fucking headache. I don't feel like hearing Erik yell about that shit." I don't know when she did but Nicki has all his clothes and shoes in baskets pulling them behind us.

"Fine we won't do shit to them, help me drag this shit outside." I don't know why I help but I do. We make it outside to Nicki's car to get ready to leave when I get a call from Erik. "Answer that shit and ask his ass where he at." I ignore Nicki as I answer the phone.

"How's my baby doing?" It sounded like he was having a hard time talking, so I muted the phone and asked Nicki if she hears anything too. "Oh I'm ok babe you know we were supposed to catch up on the Walking Dead today." This time we hear something that sounds like slurping. "I KNOW THIS NIGGA NOT GETTING HIS DICK SUCKED THIS NIGGA HELLA TRIFLING I SWEAR—"

I put my hand over Nicki's mouth. "What the hell is Nicki talking about." This loud mouthed bitch just had to state the obvious. "She just talking about this movie we watching, but when are you coming home?" By now we're in the car driving to Keke's house and Nicki looks ready to beat a bitch up. "That's why I was calling you baby girl, I won't be able to make i-it because somet-thing came up."

"Oh ok I'll see you whenever then. I love you." Please say it back, give me some hope. "Yea see you later girl bye." Breathe (Y/n) just breathe. "We almost there you ready for this?" I don't know why I was crying, well I knew I just didn't like it. I didn't know how to handle these emotions because this was the first time this had ever happened to me.

"Aren't you going to tell me how you were right?" I look over at Nicki as she let's out a dry laugh. "Girl hell nawl simply because I've been there before and I'm here for you." Before I could say anything we were already across from the house. Nicki said that she remembered the address just in case she had to drag Keke sister Josylin again.

"Aight here go the Vaseline and you already know that bitch gon pull hair so I gave you my wig cap. Is it normal to have first fight jitters? I felt like I was gone throw up if I moved to much, but I know I wasn't sick. Nicki grabs my hand and bows her head. "Now let us pray. Lord I come to you again to ask you to protect me and my cousin while we drag this loose neck Hoe. I know this is not your way Jesus, but ever now and then there is someone testing us lord. Lord I come to you to ask that you turn our grandma's head from this violence because you know she raised us better. In your holy name amen."

She lets go of my hand to draw a cross and turns to look towards me. "Now you know damn well you not right for pulling Jesus into this mess. " Nicki laughs and gets out. We walk up the walkway to the house and sitting on the porch is Josylin. My girl looked shook like she didn't know what to do.

"Yo dirtyass sister in there?" Nicki said looking like she was finna steal off her. "No she ain't here why y'all wanna know." We could tell the girl was lying cause she kept looking at the door and us. Before I could ask Nicki snatched ha ass up and was shaking ha. "Do I look like I'm playing with you bitch? I will drag yo ass like a water hose through a garden, you know that. So tell us if that Nigga in there or we gone take turns stomping yo ass."

Now I been knew my cousin didn't play, like she was not the bitch to be fucked with in high school. Nicki ass has been know to drag whole families asses, hell shes the reason I never got into a fight. Everybody was to scared to fight Nicki. "Ok ok they in the back fucking."

Nicki dropped her and started walking in the house. We go in it smells like weed, henny, and stank pussy. We sinking down the hallway where some noise is coming from. I couldn't even ask Nicki what we were about to do cause yo girl than already kicked the door in.

"Oh so this is what the fuck you doing while my cousin at home worried about you thot ass." I walk in behind ha to see Keke scrambling to put ha clothes on and Erik just sitting in bed with a dumb ass look on his face. By now Keke than put ha clothes on and she looking like we the ones in the wrong.

"Why y'all just busting up in my room like y'all pay rent? Looking like y'all came to bang." Nicki didn't wast no time getting on ha ass. Nicki just walked up calmly and started sending slugs to ha face. "Bitch because we came to bang you dirty ass trick. I told you the next time you fucked with me and mines it was on sight!"

Nicki was handling Keke so I jumped on Erik's ass. I know it's not good to pull hair but his ass is bigger than me and I needed the leverage. I was only able to get like four hits in though because he grabbed both my hands. "Girl is you fucking crazy hitting me like you lost yo damn mind?!"

I was trying to break his grip on me, but like I said he was way stronger than me. I heard the sound of glass breaking behind me. "Now what Hoe, bet yo ass gon think twice next time." I turn my head to see that Nicki has thrown Keke into the mirror.

Nicki has always been there when I needed her, she's always been with the shits. From behind me she punches Erik in the cheek. "Nawl nigga are you crazy for trying to play my motherfucking cousin like some side bitch!" He let's go of me to hold his cheek. If anybody can hurt him it's Nicki, she use to take boxing classes but she stopped because she didn't have the money.

"Come on gurl, they're not worth it anymore you can do much better." Nicki says pulling me out of the room. When we get to the porch we see Josylin and her mom. "I'm calling the police on y'all, y'all lucky I don't wanna catch a case." Josylin's mom screams at us while Josylin is trying to hold her back.

"Kim now you know ain't no hoe in my blood, so do what you feel. You bring yo ass over here if you want I don't mind dragging yo senior citizen built ass." Before that could happen Erik and Keke come outside arguing. "You told me that she wouldn't find out Erik."

“You bout stupid as fuck for believing that shit, I’m not dumb bitch. I ought slap the fuck out of both you dumb hoes.”

I don’t know what it was but hearing Keke say that shit pissed me tha fuck off. Maybe it was the thought of Erik actually laying up with this raggedy Ann built bitch. She can’t be that raggedy if Erik gave ha the dick.

“You ain’t bout it (Y/n), that’s why you had to get yo dog faced cousin!” “Sis she just tried you, I’ll get whoever try to jump in if you want ha. Just run up and I got you.” Well I didn’t dress this way for show.

So I ran up without question. I tried to get past Erik but his ass caught me like a football. Ask me if that stopped me from snatching Keke’s ass. “Damn girl you gotta calm yo little ass down.”

He was trying to separate us but I just kept my grip with my left hand and was working ha shit with my right. Ha momma ended up separating us by grabbing ha shoulders and pulling back, I kept ha dusty ass wig though.

Erik ended up walking me to his car. “Get in the car (Y/n).” I could tell he was pissed awf because he slick growled that. Looking at him I see his cheek is swollen and that there’s a bit of blood on his lip.

“No fuck you Erik I’m going back with Nicki, you can collect yo shot from outside tha door.” I was going to stand my ground, hell he was the one that got caught cheating. He opens the door and grabs my arm hella hard, I’m pretty sure it’s going to be a bruise.

“When I tell you to do something I mean that shit. Now getcha ass in the damn car before I wear yo ass out right here.”

Why did my stomach just drop into my pussy. This is not fair his ass is in the wrong here, not me. I’m calling bullshit I should not be in his car right now like I’m in the wrong. Maybe Nicki can get me outta this mess.

Erik walks back to the house where Kim is still yelling about calling the police and Nic is still saying she doesn’t give a fuck. He grabs Nic by ha arm when she turns around about to steal off his ass again. Before she could he grabs that arm too.

“I don’t have time for this bullshit, go get yo ass in the car and go home.” He just don’t know his dick mind tricks won’t work on her. “Getcha damn hands off me Erik and where is (Y/n), ha ass bet not be in yo car nigga.” I roll down the window and stick my head out. “He used the voice on me Nic, I had no choice. I told you what that shit does to me.” She shakes her head, “that ain’t nothing but that damn devil dick.”

She ends up walking to ha car and calling me. I’m watching Erik say something to Keke and ha mom when I answer. “Bitch why didn’t yo ass run from him or something?” “Did yo ass not see the grip he had on me, you know how strong his ass is.” I hear shuffling around before she starts the car up.

“Anyway I’m gone trail y’all just in case he wanna put hands on you cuz. Also because the way things just went you gone fuck around and give him the kitty.” By now Erik is walking back to the car I don’t know what he told them. “Wait what bitch no I’m not, the hell you think this is ?”

“Says the bitch in his car right now, talking about he used the voice yo headass.” I was about to cuss ha ass out until Erik got in the car. “ Tell yo ratchet ass cousin not to follow us and hang up.” I looked at him hella confused, cause I just knew his ass was lying.

“I wish yo pickled head ass would hang up on me (Y/n), you gone be the next one to catch this ass whopping.” I wasn’t going to hang up on her at first, but I ended up looking at Erik again. “Nic imma holla at you later ok.” “Hell nawl I’m not playing you betta not hang up hoe.” At this point I’m weighing my options. I could hang up but I know for a fact Nic is going to be pissed, or I could try to run for it. I mean I didn’t have my seatbelt on so it’s doable. Fuck it imma run.

I open the door and get my bottom half out, before he snatches my ass up. The only problem is my legs are still out kicking while my shirt is moving up. At this rate my ass is going to be running to Nicki’s car in my bra and bottoms. “Run bitch run you can do it!” I guess in the struggle I dropped the phone because I hear Nic coming from the floor. “Didn’t I say I don’t have time for this bullshit.” He wrapped one arm around my waist while the other one grabbed me between the legs.

Did this nigga just snatch me by my pussy?

“Bitch how you get snatched by yo pussy lips, I den seen it all now.” “Thanks so much for that Nic, I really needed to be told that because I had no idea what happened.” I say folding my arms across my chest. Erik does my seatbelt this time. “Anyway I’m gone go ahead and hang up because it seems to me like y’all asses getting back together. (Y/n) remember yo momma didn’t raise no bitch, cause he look like he bout to wear that ass out.”

Did I say she was always there for me... well I lied the bitch a straight sellout, but before I can tell ha ass that she hangs up. I can feel Erik looking into my soul right now. I take a deep breath and look at him. Bitchhh if looks could kill Nic would be getting ready to throw the dirt on my casket real easy like. “You already know what it is when we get home and my shit better not be outside neither.”

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Phases: Chapter 1

Phases ( AO3 | FF.net ) Status: In Progress Rating: T-> M (Future chapters) Main Characters: Kagura, Sougo Okita Word Count: 2,747 words Summary: Okita has an alcohol problem and doesn't realize the damage he has done until it's too late. Losing friends, his job, and shattering a girl's world. Can he overcome his abuse?

Chapter 1: The Next Day

Okita woke up to the chatter and marching footsteps outside of his door.

His body was heavy, but he needed to take a piss, badly.

“What happened last night?” Letting out a sigh.

He rolled over to see it was already 7:40.

“Fuck.” He had some difficultly to get up from his futon. Rolling off the mattress, pushing himself off up, only to fall on his butt again.

He still had his uniform on.

That moment he realized he had too much to drink the night before, again.

He smelled his shirt, reeking of mixed alcohols. Okita stripped down to his underwear finding the closest clean clothes to wear before he can go use the restroom and prepare for the day.

He slid the door open with the surprise of his men heading down the hall. They saluted him, “Good morning, Captain Okita!”

“M-Morning.” He squinted, slowly adjusting to the lights as he swayed on his way to the bathroom.

It was 7:59.

Toshirou Hijikata slipped into his seat next to Isao Kondo just in time for the daily brief. He cleared his throat, starting the meeting.

“I will make this quick. Read the tasks for today.” He held up a piece of paper with an agenda. “Sougo,” He caught the man’s attention, raising a brow upon hearing his name. “Lead the men out for sortie.”

The vice-commander got up from his seat, “Dismissed.” shooing the squad to leave. He made his way out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

The men in gold and black began their chatter, “I heard the vice-commander got laid last night!”

“I heard she’s still in his room!” Another mentioned.

“That’s unlike Hijikata-san to bring women back to headquarters.” Okita glanced over to Kondo with tired eyes, fighting his hangover.

“He must really like this woman. Best give him some privacy. You never know, you might end up calling her the Second Lady of the Shinsengumi soon.” The older man gave a hearty laugh, patting the young man’s back.

Okita winced, covering his ears. Kondo was always cheerful in the morning, but every whisper in the room was giving him a headache. He groaned, using his sword to help him off the ground.

He sluggishly headed out to the main entrance to meet the squads.

Okita caught a glimpse of the vice-commander escorting the woman into the squad car. She had his jacket over her head hiding herself.

Hijikata stepped into the car, quickly driving off.

The men were very curious to who the mystery woman was, and why she was so secretive.

“She must be a big deal if she had to conceal herself.”

“Maybe she’s a celebrity!”

“No way, why would a celebrity associate with us country samurai?”

“The vice-commander is a good looking fellow.”

“You’ve got some type of crush on the vice-commander?”

“He’s better looking than you, ass-chin!”

A fight spurted amongst the Shinsengumi members with some punching of faces.

“So noisy!” Okita shouted pacing in front of the squads as they hastily lined up. “All divisions are to patrol the defined areas on Hijikata-san’s agenda, in exception of division six for cleanup duty.” He gave a half-assed speech, wanting to get just some shut-eye.

The others marched to their captains’ orders as division six sighed in defeat. Okita ordered his own men to patrol the south side of Kabuki district without him.

Okita sat on the step, taking out his infamous eye mask, ready to fall asleep against the pillar.

“Sougo.” Kondo stood next to him. “I know it was a wild night, but I need all men out of the compound today, Pops will be coming over as soon as Toshi comes back from his errand.”

Okita sighed, “Yeah, yeah, I’m leaving.” He headed out to the gate, waving the Commander with his backhand.

Everywhere Okita went was too loud and distracting. He found a quiet bench in front of a snack bar and laid down, just as he put on his mask, he heard his name.

He sat up seeing one of the Odd Jobs members, Shinpachi walk over to him.

“Good morning, Okita-san. Are you here on duty?” He asked.

“Something like that. What’s your business here?”

“A client believes her husband has been embezzling their funds with an investor friend. Gin-san is undercover right now.”

Okita yawned and flicked his sword away from the sheath, “I can help you deal with it now if ya want.”

Shinpachi crossed his arms into an x, “No, no, there’s no need for that! Just, listen.” He pushed up his glasses. “I think Kagura is really upset for something you did last night.”

Okita looked into the distance seeing the China girl. Her hair up in buns, wearing her typical red Chinese top and black ankle pants. One of her many Odd Jobs outfits.

They briefly made eye contact, only to quickly turn her back away from the men, hearing a clear “Hmph”.

He smirked.

“She cursed your name in the morning.” Shinpachi said.

Okita’s smile widened.

“It’s nice to know you’re thinking about me, China!” He yelled out to her. However, he hasn’t had the faintest clue what happened the night before.

Kagura did not move from her spot. Her arm started to move, flipping the captain off.

Over the years with their constant fights, Okita grew fond of his rival, in personality and appearance. Of course, he didn’t want to rock the boat with the relationship they had. He was content with their fights and petty arguments. To do something out of character such as confessing that he wanted to take it to the next level was something he thought about, but never acted upon it. As if he would be the one to tell Kagura the puberty hit her like a truck and has a really nice set of tits, but no; he would never tell her that. Men are prideful creatures.

Okita craned his head to Shinpachi, “She’ll get over it. She always does.”

They heard footsteps coming down the staircase. It was Gintoki in a disguise, wearing a black wig and a large scar on his face in a pin striped western suit. He gathered his employees to debrief. The Odd Jobs owner gave the officer a nod, acknowledging his presence before walking off with his colleagues.

Okita settled back to his position about to sleep, feeling the vibration in his pocket. It was Yamazaki on the line asking for back up at his location. The officer had no choice but to put his nap on hold, sighing to head over to the spy’s rendezvous point.

When Kagura turned 20, she decided to take a part-time job at bar as a hostess to make certain ends meet when things were slow at Odd Jobs. It just so happened the Shinsengumi frequently love to drink at that bar where she worked.

As the police force grew, celebrations were happening much more, that included new recruits, birthdays, and finished cases. She grown accustomed to the obnoxious customers, but it was always fun to see how much she can rack up the most tips and pay for the most expensive liquor at the bar, especially when it came down to the Shinsengumi. She thought of it as getting back the money that the “tax robbers” stole from its citizens.

Oddly enough, a certain captain of the special police squad never once was her customer. He always watched from the side, glancing occasionally to see what customer was with her, usually taking a shot or a sip of whatever was in his hands after. If it was not Kondo trying to bribe Kagura to put in a good word for him to Tae, it was some man with a fetish, for her red hair or someone with a Chinese outfit fetish. Kagura would have some satisfaction making him jealous.

She never understood why men were such cowards, it was obvious that he liked her, and she knew it. Why can’t he just ask her out already or at least give an indication of interest rather than calling her names and instigating a fight? She always took to heart the advice from Tae, that men should take the lead in courting the girl. But, men like assertive woman right? No, no, no, it just meant the man was spineless and the woman wore the pants in the relationship and he would dump her immediately because of that reason. Damnit, being a girl is hard.

She got ready for work, letting her hair down and one of her hair covers on the right side, wearing her long red cap sleeve cheongsam with yellow piping. She left the Odd Jobs in a rush, forgetting her parasol to begin her night shift.

The clouds above her became more dark and gray. Kagura began to regret her decision not bringing her purple parasol, feeling a few drops on her head.

A man rushed to her direction, bumping into her shoulder hard as her hair bun cover fell off. She looked back seeing an injured captain was the one who almost knocked her off her tracks.

“Sadist?” Kagura sneered at him watching him hide in the dark alleyway.

“Ugh, not you, not right now.” Okita held his arm. Blood was visibly running off between his fingers.

“You ass, I’m going to be late for work!” Balling her fist at him.

“Are you trying to get me killed?” That was an understatement.

A dozen of men armed with weapons rushed pass her. “Hey, are you looking that stupid Shinsengu—” His hand muffled her mouth, dragging her into the alley.

“You’re so damn loud.” His voice was slightly raised higher than a whisper.

Kagura pushed his hand off from her mouth.

The blonde captain was disheveled. He leaned his head back against the building, panting.

“What happened to you?” Sounding more pissed than concerned.

“Like it matters to you.” Okita peeked into the street, finding signs of the men, “They shot me.”

“Too bad they missed. They should have aimed for your chest instead.”

He deadpanned, pulling her cheek.

“Ow, ow, ow, what that hell?” She exclaimed. As she finished, a clap of thunder echoed through the sky following a downpour.

“I heard something over there!” A man’s voice yelled at their direction.

Okita put his hand over her mouth. Kagura shoved his hands away becoming agitated every minute she was with him.

He pulled her in close to his chest, burying her face into him just to keep her voice low, “Shut up will you.”

Okita pulled the side of his coat over her body, “The hell you think you’re doing?” She looked up at him, watching the droplets run down his face.

“You’re so pale that your skin practically glows in the dark.” He spoke down to her. “If they see us, I’ll end up doing more work than I want to. I really don’t wanna deal with Hijikata right now.”

Kagura huffed, rolling her eyes, reluctantly obeying.

He kept an eye on the men looking for them. As he heard voices from the side streets, he pulled her closer into him.

He was warm.

Okita’s shirt made it feel almost it was skin to skin to her. She could hear his heartbeat, feel him respiring against her, it was strangely soothing. This is what it feels like to be close to him. No fighting, no arguing, just comfort and pleasant silence.

“We’ll split up, you take this side and we’ll go to that street. Find that damn Shinsengumi brat.” One of the men ordered. The captain watched as they scattered to different directions, missing the alley.

He sighed in relief, dropping his arm from her head, letting his part of his coat uncover her. He gulped, breathing heavy again, taking a few seconds to rest from the stinging of his arm.

Okita realized she was still on him. “China, you can get off me now.”

There was no response.

“Hey, you deaf?” Nudging her from the side, again no response.

The captain felt her breathing heavy against him. He moved her away from his chest as her bangs shadowed her face.

“Hey, China…” Okita reached over her head with his hand, fingers surfacing her hair.

He paused, thinking she hasn’t acted viciously yet.

He continued brushing Kagura’s bangs aside with his fingers, gliding her hair behind her ear.

Those cerulean eyes of hers, locked into his own crimson eyes. He never seen her so fixated. Her lips were slightly parted as drops ran down her porcelain skin.

The rain continued to fall onto the ground as the sound of the water became louder.

He kept his hand on her face, looking deep into those eyes of hers closely for the first time.

Perhaps it was the blood loss talking. However, the very same girl he has fought for years had the most amazing eyes.

He stroked his thumb against her cheek, feeling the goosebumps rising on her face. Was this the moment he would cross the line of their rivalry?

Kagura opened her mouth to speak, even before a syllable left her mouth…

Okita leaned in to captivate those lips of hers.

He moved in closer to her parting her lips with his for a deeper kiss. Her lips were soft, the taste of her strawberry lip balm made it even more enjoyable.

He pulled apart looking for a reaction. Anything would do.

Her eyes darted from his half-lidded eyes to his mouth to his eyes again. Was…was that not good? As panic filled his head. She arched her feet up his height, closing her eyes, returning the kiss. Wrapping her arms around his neck to keep him close.

His body felt numb as if a bullet wasn’t embedded in his arm. He pulled her in with his arms around her back, arching her up, for a more intimate contact.

Lips broke apart, both gasping, nose-to-nose looking at each other with a smitten smile written on their faces.

Kagura blinked, pulling herself back from him. She held onto his forearms, feeling her legs become tingly and unresponsive.

Okita chuckled.

“I-I… late for work.” She said, not long after stumbling on her feet, catching her fall. She composed herself, “I-I have to go.” Shutting her eyes tightly before running away.

He watched her leave as his mind was calibrating what just happened. His mouth was agape in disbelief.

He crossed that line.

He replayed the events in his mind. She must have enjoyed it too, right? That kiss wasn’t an ordinary kiss; to share a mind-blowing kiss enough to fall to her knees was a rarity for anyone.

A vibration came from his pocket snapping him out of thoughts.

He answered the phone.

“Captain Okita, where are you? We’ve lost track of the rebels!” Yamazaki voice cracked.

“I lost them too.” Reality set in as his arm began to sting again. “I’m going to see a medic, I’m injured.”

“C-Capta—” He cut him off, flipping down the top of his phone.

Okita rummaged through his coat pocket, finding his flask, removing the cap with his teeth. He spit the cap on the ground, taking a swig of the alcohol before emptying the contents, throwing it onto his wound.

It was going to be a long night. He knew should have just stayed at that bench to sleep.

Author’s Notes: “…If you think things are bad now, things are going to get a lot worse.” - Gintoki

From the merchandise it looks like Okita is a happy drunk, may be a brash drunk. So how about messy, angry, drunk?

Anyway, this took me a lot longer to write where I sat in front of the screen looking at the document blankly. I wrote this weeks ago hesitating whether I should even publish it, but I made his far so, what the hell.

That it wasn’t “The Notebook” type of kiss I wanted, and I thought long and hard how to compose it. (I’ve never read The Notebook or watched the movie.) I think kissing in the rain romantic and sad at the same time.

This story is surprisingly one of the shorter parts that I have written, and it’s not going to be filled with humor and sticking true to the Gintama feel. But at least try to enjoy it as much you can.¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#gintama #gintama fanfiction #gintama fanfic #kagura #okita sougo #Works:Sabichu/Englishbad #angst #drama #kiss

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