All in the Past

Never lock your doors at night, people will enter through the ceiling.

Chapter One:

Never lock your doors at night, people will enter through the ceiling.

"What are you planning to do after all this is over?" He spoke staring down at her, as she was leaning down on the floor of the back yard. Staring off into the orange sky, her sword right next to her as she laid down.

"I don't know..." She replied to him.

"That isn't the reply I wanted." He said sitting down next to her looking up at the sky as she did.

"Deal with it..." She said, in her usual dry tone. Her dull heterochromatic orbs staring up to the sky before averting her eyes away from the sky and onto what was ahead of her, as she sat up from her position before.

She stood up grabbing her treasured sword as she began to walk away from the white headed teen next to her, "You're ready to go?" He asked her, she simply nodded her head.

He stood up with his sword already in its place as he walked a head of the girl. The rest waited patiently for the other two to join them. As they all gather together, they enter the battlefield with determination in their eyes as they begin their battle for dominance.

The white headed male woke from that memorial dream of his, having it been years since that time. All the blood of his comrades were shed with honor as they sacrificed their lives in the battlefield. Those were the days that could never be forgotten, but, sometimes agonizing experiences should be forgotten.

The man sloppily stood up from his bed, or futon, as it was originally specified. He made his way to his door sliding it open with a yawn as he made his way to the bathroom, when he was done he walked towards the kitchen getting himself a carton of strawberry milk. As he left back to the living room sitting down on one of the couches that were parallel to each other. He saw the Jump that he was reading through on the table, he reached for it and began to read through it.

He heard slurping across of him as he was reading his Jump, after a while he grew bothersome of the noise. He slammed his Jump book onto the table as he yelled, "Oi! Kagura! Stop it with your slurping! It's annoying!"

The white headed man looked at the girl that was sitting across of him, realizing it wasn't the vermillion girl he was originally yelling at. The door to the vermillion girl's cramped 'room' opened as she lazily looked at the silver headed samurai, "Shut up! Gin-chan! I'm not slurping!" She yelled back her words being said incoherently.

Sitting across of him was a girl, no, a woman who looked to be around her twenties. Her sword placed carefully next to her as she drank the tea she serve herself. The silver headed samurai knew the [Hair Color] girl too well to call her a stranger, or even an acquaintance. Her eyes gave a lot out if she were to hide her identity, one being [eye color] and the other being a beautiful shade of green, or to be specific, a beautiful jade color.

"Eh? Gin-chan, who's that?" The 14-year-old vermillion headed girl spoke looking at the heterochromatic girl, she stared at her before gasping, "Don't tell me...! Gin-chan, you're a disgrace! I didn't raise you to make a woman you were drunk with pregnant!"

"Oi! Kagura, shut up!" The white headed man said, knowing that if that ever happened to that specific woman then it would be a zero out of hundred chance of it happening, "Anyway," He said averting his eyes from the vermillion moving to a pair of heterochromatic eyes that sat ahead of him, "How the hell did you get in here?!"

The woman looked at the door, she seemed to be looking for a reason, "... Door." She spoke quietly, she was certainly a horrible lair if the white headed man before her hasn't figgured that out.

The man seemed a little bit irked at that obvious lie, "Then why is there a hole in the ceiling?"

"I slipped." She simply stated, also lying to him.

"Stop lying! How can someone fall and break the ceiling!?" He said clearly not wanting to fix the hole that was on his ceiling.

He sighed decided he would fix it later, "So," He said looking at the girl, "What brings you to Yorozuya?"

"..." She stayed quiet a little bit making the atmosphere a little serious. She picked up her cup of tea taking a quick sip of it.

"Oi! Don't ruin the moment!" The white headed man said, having an irk mark visible on his head.

She stared blankly at him and said, "I'm just visiting." She spoke picking up that important sword that she held dear too. She placed money on the table that could cover up the fees for the ceiling and a few extra if they wanted to buy anything else.

She stood up and bowed towards the White headed Samurai and the Vermillion Yato girl, "See you around, Gintoki."

She walked towards the door and placed her black boots on, as she was about to slide open the door. It opened instantly seeing a young boy who seemed to be in his teens. She semi-bowed at the boy, the glasses wearing boy returning the semi-bow to her, as she walked away.

The boy walked into the Yorozuya seeing the two other members there he looked at them before saying, "Who was that?"

The white headed man looked at the glasses wearing boy before replying, "An old friend."

He looked through the money that the [Hair Color] woman had given him. That money was enough to last him a year of strawberry milk and parfaits every day, he actually considered it, before the glasses wearing boy yelled, "What the hell happened to the roof?!"

The strawberry milk loving adult groaned, he had no choice but to use that money for the broken roof. He sighed before mumbling to himself, "Good bye, good money..."