guardian | gintoki x reader

p r o l o g u e

        Silently opening the door wide enough for her to enter, she shut it the second she got in and made sure to lock it.  Looking around to see if anyone had woken up to the sound of the creaking door a minute ago, none had.  She let out a sigh of relief then made her way over to her futon—but suddenly fell on the floor, face first, from a foot that reached out to trip her.  She let out a hiss of pain and rubbed her nose carefully to instruct it if it had broken or not.  Nope.  After doing so, she whipped her head to the owner of the foot, only to see a silvery-blue haired perm-fucker-baby making (fake) loud snores.
       "You piece of–ugh! God damn it, Gintoki!"  She whispered loudly at him but he only continued to snore.  She walked over to her futon and grabbed her pillow to chuck it at him.  Gintoki had groaned in annoyance and tossed it back at her.  "Hey! Leave me alone or else Shouyou-sensei is gonna come in and kick my ass!"  He had broke from his acting to exclaim at her.
        "Pft, what ass."
        "God damn it, [Name]!"

        Ah yes, those were the good ol' days.  She remembered when he would move his futon closer to her's when he though he'd heard a strange noise; thinking it would be a ghost.  He was a huge pussy, she thought.  Indeed, he was.  She chuckled at all the memories that played in her mind.  The nostalgic feeling overflowing her made her frown hard remembering the day she screamed—no, begged—Gintoki with all her heart to stop his blade from dismembering their savior's head.  She hated remembering the scene burned into her mind.  The yelling and pleading from Shinsuke, the utter silence of Kotaro, and of course, the cries of her own voice.
        But pushing those memories aside, she walked on the dirt thoroughfare.  She heard the laughs of children, men and women chatting or laughing; cats meowing and dogs barking as she passed by.  Keeping her head held low with her straw hat and covering herself with a black cloak as she walked by a familiar bar: Snack Otose.  Putting on a sad smile, she looked up above the bar to see another sign: Yorozuya Gin-Chan.  She dropped her smile and kept going, pulling her straw hat farther down.

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        "Oh my god," she said in horror, seeing both their hands cuffed together.  "What in the actual fuck happened to you two?"  She asked, holding back a stifled laughter with her hand covering her mouth and tears on the side of her eyes.  "Shut up, you ugly pig!  Hurry up and help us get out of this mess!"  Gintoki yelled while trying to free his hands that were connected to Toshiro's who, too, was also struggling to get off.
       "What the fuck am I, a mirror?"
   
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        Once she had reached a park, she sat down at a wooden bench and enjoyed the scenery in front of her.  She watched the pond's water glisten from the sunlight.  "So how are they?"  She asked out loud to a man who sat next to her.  "They're doing fine.  At least, that's what they want people to think."  The male replied with a sigh at the end.  He ran his hand through his short light brown hair and moved his head to stare at her with his crimson eyes.  "I see," she nodded.  "What about you," she asked while tilting her hat up to show her [color] eyes.  "Sougo?"
        He gave her a smile and turned his head towards the pond.  "I would be lying if I said I was fine."  She cocked an eyebrow at him and asked with a laugh, "Is it Toshiro, again? Still haven't been able to kill him?"
        "No, not that."  He said.  "It's you."
        "Sougo..."
        "Don't wanna hear it."
        "Sougo, we've talked about this."
        "When will you stop running?"  He finally asked her.  She closed her mouth then opened it up again to speak.  "I'm not running away." 
        "Really? Because last time I checked, you left us due to wanting to handle your problems by yourself like you always do.  Not only that, you won't even come back to fix the problem you left behind; us."  His ranting made himself feel better from getting that off his chest.  He honestly felt glad.  He knew this was very out of character of him but he was tired of her crap.
        "Okita," she said.  "I'm not running away from my...my problems.  I'm trying to fix them."  He let out a laugh and looked at her, "Are you serious?  Leaving people doesn't always solve your problems.  Come back to me when you're actually ready to talk.  I'm done secretly meeting up with you like this.  But mostly, stop being a coward.  Good day, [Name].  It was nice talking to you again."  He got up from his seat and grabbed his sheathed sword.  He stopped for a moment to slightly move his head to glance at her.
        "Goodbye."
        "I'm sorry."  She whispered outloud after he was finally gone.

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        [Name] let out a sigh as she watched Hijikata getting chased by Okita, and Kondo getting his ass kicked from Tae.  The Shinsengumi decided to have a party due to wanting a day off on the weekend and invited the Yorozuya over.  Well, they were not actually invited.  The Yorozuya barged in and called over a few people to fuck their lives up some more.  She felt a heavy body lean against her back and saw an arm on her shoulder; with a cup hanging from slender fingers.  "Mama, gimme sum moar sake!"
        "Mama?"  She repeated with a twitch of her eye.  "Ashfukjah..."   Gintoki mumbled.  "Oi!"  Kagura exclaimed and slapped the back of his head—which caused him to fall down landing on her lap—and said that he shouldn't disrespect a woman by another name.  "Gin-san..."  Shinpachi sighed as he saw the silver haired man rub his face against her stomach, saying weird things in another language.
        "Is he bothering you, [Name]-san?"
        "No," she said while bringing her hand down to pat Gintoki's head.  She loved the feel of how soft it actually was.  "It's fine," she looked around the room to see everyone smiling, laughing and cheering while drunk.  She hoped to continue moments like this with them forever.  It brought a smile up to her lips.  Shinpachi and Kagura looked at each other, then her and also smiled back.
        "This is fine."

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Promise me, you won't forget our laughs, our jokes, our smiles, our memories, our friendship.