Kumiko slammed open the hospital room's door, soaked and dripping from the rain.
"How is he?!" she screamed as she rushed in, only focused on her one objective. When her eyes finally saw what was in front of her, she put her hands to her mouth and tears fell down from her cheeks.
"No... Toshiro..." she weeped. She slowly walked closer to the man lying in the hospital bed.
Toshiro Hijikata occupied a white hospital bed unconsciously with part of his head and right arm wrapped in bandages. Parts of his face were scratched and cut, his left arm the same except much more gruesome.
Kumiko finally reached his bed side and had gingerly touched Hijikata's hand. "What...what happened to you?"
A hand landed on the ambered hair's shoulder. "It's really bad, isn't it..." The girl's tear stained face turned to see Isao Kondo with a sad, sympathising look. "Toshi's a strong guy, but I don't know how he ended up like this."
"I do," a male voice in the back chimed in. Sakata Gintoki walked into the room covered with bandages and bruises, though no major injuries like the black haired man on the bed.
Kumiko grabbed his kimono. "How?! Why is he like that?!" She couldn't stand to see him in such a helpless state.
The wavy haired man let out a sigh. "Alright, here's what happened..."
~
I was walking out about two and a half hours ago to buy this week's issue of Jump when I bump into mayora.
"Why're you dressed like that?" I sneered. He was wearing a shortsleeved dress shirt and had an expensive looking watch on. His cologne reeked from where I was standing. "You going on a date or something?"
Then he got all embarrassed and defensive. "SHUT UP YOROZUYA! IT'S NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!"
"Ya ya, don't be so in denial. Lying about going on a date with another guy won't lower the dignity that you never had."
"IT'S A GIRL!"
That guy was fun to mess with. "She pretty?"
"YEAH! W-wait a sec... Why am I telling you all this?! I'm leaving!" The guy stormed off like he was pms-ing or something. He suddenly stopped walking and sniffed the air. "Huh? What's that smell?"
I picked picked my nose, not really caring. "What're you talking about?"
"It smells like..." he took a moment to breathe it in. "Fire?"
A bunch of embers were coming from our right. The guy was like an animal, he ran over there like it was his instinct. I figured I could waste some of my time, so I followed him.
When I finally turned the street corner, a restaurant was burning on fire.
"Oi, baa-san. What happened here?" I asked a little old lady watching the building burn.
"Z-zome angry amanto who hated the owner of thiz here restaurant zet up zome time bombz hidden inzide! A-a bunch of people are ztill in there! B-b-but a handsome black haired young fellow ran in there to zave zem!" she told me.
I let out a sigh and rolled up my sleeves, grabbing my sword and walking inside. "I guess mayora shouldn't be the only one risking his life here..."
I ran into the burning hell and sliced some stupid wooden pillars that were blocking the way for people to get through. That gave a chance for some women to get through to leave.
"Oi! Yorozuya! Why the hell are you here?!" I heard the demon scream from somewhere.
"Why do you think I 'm here?!" I yelled back with a cough. That asshole couldn't be a little grateful.
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EH?! This is what the Shinsengumi's like?! (Gintama Fanfiction) [PART 1]
FanficKumiko Aikahara: 18 years old, orphan, single. After her grandfather'd recenty died of heart failure (cough, yagami light), she was told to go to Edo to live with an old student of his. It turns out he's the commander of the great police force that...