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"Ill Smith?"

"No, I'm Shinpachi. Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?"

You looked at the otaku. He's kinda hot not gonna lie. Large underage eyes stared through the thick lenses of his glasses. Shimura Shinpachi stood at about taller then one metre. His arms showed the results of his 13 years of practice. It was ugly. His straight brown hair reflected the kitchen light into your eyes. You wanted to touch it.

"Oh I'm your sister's colleague."

"Ah I see. Sorry for my rudeness, please make yourself at home. My name is Shimura Shinpachi, but you can just address me as Shinpachi."

Hachi is well mannered. Too much of a good boy. Makes you want to beat him up. It makes you want to slug him. It makes you want to step on his stupid looking glasses and break his stupid looking glasses. It makes you want to make him experience bad trauma so that he will stop acting like a disgusting goody two shoes. You coughed at your incredibly gruesome imagination.

"Ah! Is tea okay?" Shinhachi asked with a bright smile on his face.

"Water will do, thanks." You replied quickly, awkward with your words.

So once again, you settled down on the tatami and marveled at all the antiques surrounding you. There were vases, pots, scrolls, statues, shelves and books. You realised that this was the first time you actually saw real Japanese artifacts and not 2D Naruto shit. The paper door to the garden was open and a soft breeze brushed past your arm. It was ticklish. You scratched your arm.

Light footsteps increased in volume. Shinpachi turned the corner and faced you, a tray with two cups of water and some tangerines in hand.

"I'm sorry, this is all that we have, but let's just make do with it," he chuckled, while setting down the two cups of water and tangerines.

You nodded in agreement and tried to avoid conversation with one of the main characters of a highly comedic anime that you haven't finished yet. Yet despite the obvious hint that you gave Shinpakko, he still tried to make small talk.

"So, you never actually properly introduced yourself right?" He asked, while peeling a tangerine.

As soon as he peeled open one bit of the tangerine open, the strong sour smell of oranges hit you. You disliked that sour smell. Actually orange-tasting fruits in general. You disliked sour things.

"Would you be as kind as to tell me your name at least?"

You looked at Shinhachi, and said, "My name is-," you paused. You couldn't remember your name. You panicked. The sudden realisation hit you. You forgot your name. Your name, also considered as the greatest gift your parents gave you, so that you could have an identity, is gone. You looked around the room in nervousness. You anxiously thought of a anime name from the limited amount of anime's that you had watched and forgotten everything about.

"M-my name's... erm... the... Kurosaki I-ichiko. Yea, yea that's my name. My name is Kurosaki Ichiko." You trembled, as you facepalmed yourself mentally.

"So, your name is Ichiko? That's a nice name," Pattsuan smiled.

You almost teared up. If this wasn't a Gintoki X Reader fanfic, you would have already smashed Kuso Megane. He's too kind, you don't deserve this, especially the cretin of a person behind this screen.

"T-thank you," you blushed ever so slightly. To be honest, Shinpachi isn't all that ugly, he's just underage.

"Oi, Shin-chan, where's the Sukonbu, huh? I'm hungry you shitty megane."

"Shinpachi, did you get constipated? You're so slow that we've been waiting since dinosaurs exist!"

You turned around immediately.

There, behind you, entered a young and cute redhead, accompanied by a silver natural perm.

"Oh, Shinpachi, who's that chick?" Said the silver haired samurai.

Your face blushed, but still you looked at him in amazement. The samurai wore a white yukata with blue swirls at the bottom, paired with black popped up collar shirt and trousers with red lines at the edges. His right arm was sticking out of the yukata and a wooden sword is tucked on the opposite. His red dead fish eyes made contact with yours, which made you break contact. You weren't that brave to make eye contact with strangers.

"Don't call her that, you'll make her uncomfortable. She is Ichiko, Aneue's colleague, " Shinpachi replied and turned to you, "Sorry for the rudeness of my boss. He's name is Sakata Gintoki."

You turned to Gintoki once again. And he turned to you.

"Yo, I'm Yorozuya Gin-san."



























"OIIIII!!! MY SUKONBU, YOU HUMAN WEARING GLASSES!!!" Kagura shouted.

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