Gintama: Shiroyasha

Chapter 1: A sadden demon

Hijikata grumbled, he really hated dealing with drunken bastards... especially the yorozuya.

"Ahahaha, and you know? *hic* she slapped me, when I tried *hic* to help her." Gintoki drank his remaining alcohol.

"Okay, okay.... Yorozuya you had enough, time to get you home." Hijikata dragged Gintoki away from the bar.

"Ehhh?? I haven't *hic* had enough!!" Gintoki whined, he stumbled on a nearby pole.

"There you go." Hijikata sighs, he slung Gintoki's arms in his shoulders and his other hand in the man's waist.

"*hic* you know? *hic* when I was younger I was feared." Gintoki said, Hijikata sighs again. Now he's spouting none sense.

"I killed far more enemy," Gintoki stopped. Hijikata looked at the man, "And was feared as a demon."

Gintoki's eyes narrowed greatly, "People called me the white demon, or might as well 'Shiroyasha'?" He laughs.

Hijikata looked at the man shocked, killing intent was coming out of the man, Yorozuya... The no good perm head.

"Even my comrades feared me," Gintoki smiled sadly, "Fearing me like a God, when out of war."

Hijikata realized, War? The most recent one should be the Joui war... Don't tell me..

"The only people that didn't fear me was, Katsura, Tatsuma, Takasugi and,"-Takasugi, Katsura? He knows such big named persons? I knew it,- "sensei."

"How did you meet your 'Sensei'?" Hijikata asked, a good chance to squish some information....

"He picked me up in the battle field, eating some rice ball.." Hijikata stared at Gintoki, whose eyes became distant. "He gave me hope and a father, I never had.."

Hijikata's brow furrowed, "You see, I was abandoned in the battlefield as a child, so basically, I fought to survive."

"Then he took you in?" Hijikata asked, "yeah, but, he made me choose, to go with him, or stay there and die... I chose to go."

"He taught me, everything I knew... How to read, to speak, to understand... And loved me, as who I am." Gintoki smiled proudly.

"He even took Takasugi, who was disowned by his family. And, Katsura, who do not have anyone to depend on, with his grandmother dying." He continued.

Hijikata noted every information he was getting, "So what happened to him?"

"They took him." Gintoki's eyes narrowed greatly, "They imprisoned him, for taking us in."

"Why?" Hijikata took a step back, the killing intent is too great.

"It was against the law, they accused him of raising joui warriors." Gintoki smirked, "That would have never happen, if they didn't take him away."

"So you are implying, you joined the Joui war?" Hijikata raised a brow, biting his lips.

"Heh, yeah...." Gintoki trailed, "Did they kill him?" Hijikata saw a smile on Gintoki's lips, a sad one.

"No, they didn't.... I killed him." Hijikata's eyes widen... So, the yorozuya.... The reason he helped me back then... Because, he didn't want me to feel the same pain, he had? Yet, why did he kill him...?

"They made me choose, between, Sensei, or Takasugi and Katsura..." Gintoki looked up to the vice captain's eyes.

"I made a promise with him.... A promise to protect my comrades, while he is gone." Hijikata smiled, so that's the reason, why he's so dead on, protecting everyone.

"Okay, okay, now let's get you home, Gintoki." Hijikata smiled silently.

"Yeshhhhh!" Gintoki fell on the ground, head on.

"I never knew you were so clumsy, when drunk." Hijikata smirked, he took out his phone and pictured him.

"Ahhhh, I want parfait! I want candy! I want my strawberry milk!" Gintoki whined.

"Shut up. Ah. We're here." Hijikata looked at Gintoki's shop/house.

"Yay!" Gintoki smiled brightly, before he was all serious, now all childish. What. The. Heck? Does he have mood swings?

"Ahahahha, I wanna sleep, let's go in!!" Gintoki drags Hijikata inside.

"O-oi!"

...

"Hehehehe!! Finally! I completed it!!" Laughters was heard in a certain room, in a certain building, with a certain person.

"*cough* ahhh, laughed too much..."

"Now time to say this to those Yorozuya bastards."