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imagininggintama · 3 years

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Meeting Again, At Last

Summary:

This piece revolves around an OC for the work Gintama.

When I originally made her, I thought Kondo was a lot older than he actually is in the series, so forgive me on that point.

The story explores Kiana, Kondo's adopted daughter who later became the personal on-site doctor for the Shinsengumi, and her separation from her birth family. Throughout are sprinkled bits of the past, such as the day she was lost, when Kondo found her, meeting Sougo, and a couple of others. It touches briefly on the after affects of her attack, which include amnesia and traumatic mutism.

The current day story is an exploration of her finding and reuniting with her birth family.Just for warning: there is a mention of blood, head trauma, and the main centered OC is very anxious through most of the story.

Word Count: 4.7k

Characters: Isao Kondo, Toushirou Hijikata, Sougo Okita, Mitsuba Okita, Sagaru Yamazaki, Kiana (OC), Tsukiko (OC), Kou (OC - twins’ father), Akemi (OC - twins’ mother)

Thanks for taking the time to read! :)

I might try to write a follow up to this if anyone is interested!

Started writing on Oct. 23, 2020 and finished Feb. 6, 2021. QwQ

On AO3 as well! Here!

Kinda requested by @ah-muiii

“Kiana! Come on, let’s go!” the giggles of a black haired child sounded through the halls of the guest house. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail and she was wearing a red kimono with a white floral design. Her hand held tightly onto the one she referred to as ‘Kiana’.

“Tsuki-- Tsukiko....!” Kiana gave a soft whine, struggling to keep herself steady as she was dragged through the halls. Similar to Tsukiko, she had black hair that was cut shoulder length, bright cyan eyes, and a matching kimono in a pale blue with pink floral designs.

"We don't have a lot of time before papa comes back! I want to play while we can!" Tsukiko's giggles grew louder, grabbing one of their favorite balls and going outside. Their father was a politician, so he would often go out of town for political reasons. The twins, Tsukiko and Kiana, would often make a point to try and find a good area to play together in. They never went too far from the guest house, especially when they knew their parents would be back from a meeting.

"Oh no! I'm sorry Tsuki!! I didn't mean to throw it that far!" Kiana gave a soft whine, apologizing for sending the ball past her sister. They had been playing for a little bit by this point and the sky was starting to change colors.

"Don't worry, I can go get it! You wait here!" Tsukiko waved to her and ran off towards the ball. She slipped through the alleyway towards the ball, grabbing it, and turning back towards her sister. Her eyes got wide and panic began to settle in the pit of her stomach. Her sister was nowhere to be seen and blood was splattered on the ground where they had just been playing.

"Please, if you've seen our daughter... We won't ask any questions, please just bring her back to us. There's a reward and you can contact us at the number on the screen."

Akemi, the twins' mother, held Tsukiko in her arms, shaking and still in shock by the disappearance of her other daughter.

Not long after the announcement was made on TV, missing posters were put up all over. Anything and anywhere they could, they put her picture on alongside the reward and plea for her return. All of their efforts were in vain, however, as days and weeks passed with no sign. Half a year passed and before they knew it, it had been an entire year she had been missing. The couple never stopped looking, but focused most of their energy to Tsukiko and to help her deal with the loss of her sister.

"Sou-chan! You're going out, right?" the dark haired doctor asked, smiling at the young Shinsengumi member. He turned towards her as she spoke.

"Yeah, do you need something, Ki-chan?" Sougo Okita, captain of the first squad, smiled back at the girl. It wasn't often that she asked for favors, so he didn't mind helping her.

"If you could bring back some rice, I'd really appreciate it. I'll pay you back when I can get out tomorrow. I just need it for dinner tonight," she explained quickly.

"Don't worry about it. I'll just get Hijikata to pay me back," he snickered as she gently smacked his arm.

"Don't you dare! I'll have lunch ready for you when you get back. Be safe," she giggled and gave him a hug before a small wave as he started walking off towards his destination.

"Sougo!" The older man shouted cheerfully, walking up to his young student with someone hiding behind him. "I wanted to introduce you to my daughter, Kiana. She doesn't talk much, but she's very sweet." He moved so that the girl was now in front of him, his hands gently on her shoulders.

The girl looked younger than his sister, but was definitely older than he was. He wasn't good at guessing people's ages, so he just left it at that. She had her hair pulled back into a high ponytail, nervously fiddling with her fingers before giving the smallest wave to him. He blinked and grabbed hold of her hand, shocking her slightly.

"Ki-chan, have you met my big sister?" With barely a shake of her head, he was pulling her off to meet Mitsuba.

"How much does she need?" Sougo hummed to himself, looking at the grocery store on his walk. He planned on grabbing it on his way back, but he figured he should decide how much he should get before that point. He didn't want to over or under buy, but he wasn't sure how much she usually cooked for everyone. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when one of the big screens nearby suddenly changed from what it was previously advertising.

"Hello, we apologize for this interruption but we would like to bring you a very important message this afternoon. If you have any information that can help, please contact the number at the bottom of your screen. We will now air the message from model Tsukiko Mochizuki."

Sougo shifted his weight and turned to look better at the screen, watching the broadcast with a rising curiosity. It soon changed to a video of a fairly well known model, causing his brow to raise. He had heard her name before, but only seen her in passing. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but she seemed oddly familiar...

"Hello, as you may know, my name is Tsukiko Mochizuki. I am posting this message in hopes to find my lost twin sister, who was attacked and abducted when we were little girls. On the screen there will be an image of what my sister, Kiana Mochizuki, might look like today. If anyone has any information about her... please, please call the number on the screen." The broadcast continued with Tsukiko's explanation, talking about where it happened and precisely when it happened. Sougo pulled his phone out, quickly typing in the familiar phone number.

"Hey, Kondo-san? You near a T.V.? Turn it on, there's this model that looks just like Ki-chan. I'm on my way back, I can talk to her when I get there. Huh? Okay, yeah, sure."

The weather was currently rainy with a terrible side of rain. A man was making his way back home from the grocery store, tightly gripping the umbrella in his hand as the wind tried to blow it away. He was lucky he remembered the route by heart, because the heavy rain made it hard to see too far ahead of him. There was one thing that caught his eye, however, when he decided to look at the street in passing.

There was, what he could barely make out, a small figure lying in a puddle with blood seeping from a head wound. His eyes grew wide as he dropped everything to rush over and scoop up the child, running to the nearest doctor as fast as he could.

Hours passed as he waited to see if the girl was okay. She seemed so frail that he was afraid she wouldn't make it...

"Kondo? Isao Kondo?" The voice of the nurse brought him from his thoughts, glancing up.

"Yes?" was all he could manage, eyes big with worry.

"The doctor wanted me to let you know that you can come back to her room. She's physically going to be okay."

"Physically...?" His brow raised, worried what might come next.

"Unfortunately, we don't know how she is mentally yet. She's still unconscious."

"Sweetheart, can I talk with you for a moment?" the Shinsengumi leader, Isao Kondo, leaned into the office of the doctor. A smile spread on her lips as she turned in her chair, looking up at him.

"Of course! What is it you need?" She was used to seeing her father-like figure for trivial medical reasons, but still enjoyed the company now and again. It was usually very quiet when she didn't have any appointments, so a change of pace was always nice.

"Let me start by saying, you'll always be part of our family. Okay?" He sat in the chair across from her, gently taking her hands into his own. She blinked, nodding slightly in a quick reply to him, her brows raised in confusion. "There was a report that aired recently, that we may think you're connected to."

"Like on the news? Why would I-"

"Yes, on the news," he quickly cut her off in an attempt to finish, "This woman... the one who made the video, she's looking for her lost twin sister... Her name is Tsukiko Mochizuki, her sister's name is... Kiana Mochizuki and she looks... a lot like you, almost identical really. I think... it might be worth it to look into this." He finished, watching her face contort with confusion.

"You think... You think this Tsukiko person could be part of my... birth family...?" Her brows knitted together, concern rising as she squeezed his hands gently. A slight worry could be heard in her voice, but he couldn't quite pinpoint at what part she was specifically worried over.

"Now, listen... Sweetie, calm down. No matter what happens with them, you have family right here. I just... I think we should definitely talk to them. I mean, even when you couldn't speak--"

The small girl clung tightly to Kondo's hand as the doctors tried speaking with her, seeming to already trust the male.

"Now, sweetie, do you remember your name?" The doctor questioned, sitting in front of her. She shook her head silently in reply. His brow raised. He asked a few more questions, trying to fully understand her situation. When he finally asked if she could speak, her tiny mouth opened but no words came out.

"Can you remember if you were able to speak before this-" Soft sobs could be heard before he finished his question, clinging to Kondo and crying. He sighed as the other male held her close to him.

"We'll try to work with her over time... We can find a foster family for her to stay with during that period."

"That's... No need. I'll take care of her," Kondo quickly blurted out, patting her head very gently.

"Traumatic mutism, most likely caused by the injury of what happened-"

"Let me finish, sweetie... I normally don't mind you explaining everything, but let's finish this conversation, okay?" He hated cutting her off so much, but he needed to get it fully out with as little distractions as possible. "When you weren't able to tell me anything, you still managed to find a way to tell me your name... the name you wanted to be called... Possibly the only thing you managed to remember after your accident."

"I remember..."

"Well, hello there princess. You enjoying your book?" His grin was contagious as her own lips pulled into a wide grin. She pulled on his sleeve, signalling that she wanted to sit with him while she read.

"I can't right now, I'm-"

Tug. Tug. Tug. He sighed and sat with her, glancing over what she was reading. To his surprise, she was pointing out a specific name in the book. It was one of the larger books she often read, but he couldn't understand what she was trying to say with this name.

"Kiana... That's a pretty name. What about it?" His brow raised and she gave a small pout. She insistently pointed at the name again, then quickly pointing at herself. He blinked quietly as she did this a few more times, before it finally clicked.

"Is that your name?" A wide smile broke out as he picked her up. She nodded and hugged him.

"We can call the number, have some tests done, and they'll call us after they get the results. Okay? We'll have some time before we have to see them so you can prepare yourself... Does that sound alright?" He rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb, smiling softly at her.

"I... I guess... I hope we're not wasting anyone's time..." She shifted in her seat, staring at the floor. He pulled her into a tight hug, not expecting how tightly she would hug back. His hand gingerly patted her back, trying to calm her down when she began shaking.

"Mitsu-chan, you should really be relaxing," Kiana gently scolded the older female, handing her a glass of water.

"But Ki-chan-"

"No buts! Sou-chan was really worried when you started coughing. Just... Give it a couple of days and you should feel a bit better."

Mistuba sighed and took the water, drinking it slowly. Kiana sat next to her bed quietly, looking her over to fully make sure she was alright.

"You're going to make a great doctor one day, Ki-chan. If you become famous, just don't forget about us." She couldn't help but giggle as the other's face went bright red.

"I'm... Not gonna be famous... Sure, I'll be gone long enough to get my doctorate... But my home is here... With daddy... With you... And with Sou-chan."

It was a few days after their initial call that they were brought to the Mochizuki's personal doctor. Sougo and Kondo were with her during the visit, only leaving behind Hijikata to make sure the men stayed in line. Kondo held her hand during the entire time they were there, reassuring her that everything was alright. Being a doctor, she was fairly used to the needed medical procedures, but her anxiety was still fairly high over the whole ordeal. The trio left after she gave multiple DNA samples and were told that they should have the answers within the week.

"Kiki-chan... You doin' okay?" Hijikata asked upon their arrival back to the Shinsengumi, looking down at the smaller figure. She merely gave a small nod and the quickest flash of a smile, forcing his brows to knit together.

"Oi," he grumbled and grabbed her, pulling her into a hug despite the risk some of the men would see, "stop being so pessimistic... We're here for you. We're all here for you. No matter what happens, we'll always be here. Okay? You're part of our family, no matter what the tests say."

"Thanks, Hijikata-san," she replied in earnest, hugging him back with a soft smile. The four walked inside together, Kondo suggesting they watch a movie to ease their nerves.

"Hijikata-san?" Kiana's voice trembled softly as she addressed the new face that had been appearing around the dojo lately. Hijikata's brow raised at the sudden voice, turning to look up at her.

"Ah, you must be his daughter. Sorry, I'll leave." He began to stand, thinking he was troubling her and her family.

"Please wait...! I thought you might be hungry, so I made you something to eat..." She held out a bowl of food, causing him to blink in confusion. He took it from her slowly.

"Thank you... But how did you know how I like my food...?" He frowned at her soft giggle, concerned she was going to make fun of him...

"I saw the mayonnaise bottles in the trash. I started to notice there always seemed to be a certain number after meal times, so I figured you were putting it on your food. I hope I did it right."

"Yeah... Thanks."

"Hijikata, there's a call waiting for Ki-chan. Can you go get her?" Sougo was currently holding the phone, covering the receiver so that the line would be mute or muffled at the least.

"Who's calling?" His brow arched, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Well..." The younger one's face said all he needed to know.

"Ahh, I'll be back then."

It was a short walk to the doctor's office, giving a quick knock to see if she was currently busy or not. The sound of papers shuffling could be heard before the door opened, pulling her hair back behind her ears before smiling up at the vice chief.

"Hijikata-san! To what do I owe the visit? Do you need a check up-"

"You have a call waiting for you."

"A call...?" She blinked, not immediately making the connection like he had. Before he could explain, a soft frown formed on her lips, "...oh..."

"It'll be alright... They can't force you to do anything you don't want to. Best case scenario is that you know your birth family and can reconnect with them; worst case scenario this was all a waste of time. You're still the doctor of the Shinsengumi either way. Nothing will change that. Now, c'mon, we can't keep them waiting forever." He gently put his hand on her back, leading her to where the phone was.

Almost everyone was waiting around the corner, wanting to hear the news on what would happen to their doctor... Many in the Shinsengumi were around long enough to remember when Kondo first found her... Thinking of her like a little sister figure. Others came to know her after she got finished with school and became their doctor. One thing was certain, though, they all cared about her and knew that this whole situation was stressing her out a great deal.

Upon seeing the group of men hovering nearby, Hijikata growled at them to get back to work. While he was nervous for her as well, he knew that needlessly suffocating her with attention wasn't going to help any... He caught a quick glimpse of her just as she hung up the phone, deciding it was now an okay time to go check on her.

"So... What did they say?" he asked lowly, trying not to spook her. She slowly turned her gaze up to him, eyes still big in shock.

"It's... a match... They want to meet me... and they've already set up a day... I can't... Not so suddenly... I have appointments... And... And... I..." He quickly put his jacket around her, pulling her close and taking her to another room. He wanted her somewhere dim and quiet, hoping to help ease her down before a panic attack occurred.

"Kondo and I will figure everything out, okay? Just calm down for now and we'll work it out soon enough."

"Excuse me," an unfamiliar man spoke as he walked into the Shinsengumi, "I'm looking for Dr. Kondo? I'm her driver."

"I'll go get her," Yamazaki blinked and left the area to find her. They all knew this was coming, so he first looked around for the chief or vice chief. It didn't take too long to find them, seeing the two of them with Kiana.

"Is that a new kimono? It looks nice." He gave a small smile, hoping it would help ease the tension he felt upon entering the room. "Uh, a driver is here looking for Kiki-san."

"Thank you, Yamazaki-san... You can let him know we'll be out in a minute." He nodded and left the three to let him know.

"Come on, sweetheart. It'll be fine. Both Toshi and I will be here with you," Kondo reassured, pulling her gently to stand. The three made their way out the building, blinking at the limousine parked in front.

The ride to the Mochizuki residence was fairly quiet and unexpectedly long. Kou, the father, was a political figure and had been since before his daughters were born. His wife, Akemi, became a fashion designer; initially only doing it in her spare time but it began to really take off in the past decade. Her clothes were particularly popular among Amanto, so were often shipped to other planets as well. Tsukiko, the older of the twins, became a model for her mother's clothing line. Aside from her modeling career, she typically spends most of her life fairly privately and out of the public's eye.

Due to their wealth, they currently resided in a small mansion that was a bit closer to the big city over. This was most likely due to where his work in politics took him.

The trees passed by the car in a long blur of brown and green, slight variations appearing every few seconds. It was all Kiana could do to keep herself mentally well. She had gone over so many questions and possible answers in her head that by this point all she was left with was an empty worried feeling. The first thoughts that had come to her when she realized she was indeed related were fairly angry and illogical ones. They consisted of: "how could you abandon me?", "why didn't you try harder to look for me?", "why wait until now?! What's it matter so many years later?" She knew logically that between grief and other issues it would've been difficult to locate her, especially so with her memory being gone.

Before long, the mansion in question began to come into view. It was much larger than she had expected, seeing a fountain out front in the middle of the round about driveway. What looked like a pool could barely be made out on the side and towards the back.

"Tch," Hijikata gave a soft scoff, glaring at all the... Lovely additions that the place had. "Typical rich bastards, always needing to show off their wealth."

He earned a jab in the side from Kondo, grunting before realizing why the other had done it. "No offense to you, Kiki-chan..."

"We may be related, but we're practically strangers... They're going to be so excited to see me... But I... I don't know how to feel."

"I'm sure they'll understand, sweetheart. I think they'll be very emotional upon seeing you, but remember it's been years for them... After the initial shock, I'm almost positive they'll try to work on your terms for rebuilding a relationship." Kondo gently held her hand as the limousine came to a stop right out front.

"He's right. They've spent this long looking for you, I don't think they'd wanna risk losing you again due to clinginess."

"You're probably right... Thank you. Both of you." She smiled softly, exiting the car after the driver opened the door for them.

The trio were greeted by a man, ushering them to follow him to the dining room. She couldn't help but look around curiously, taking in all the new sights. It was surprisingly homey compared to how it all seemed from the outside. There were framed pictures of the family or articles of achievements. The furniture looked like it was well used and not simply for decoration, and if the cat lazing about on the sofa said anything- it was that they were fairly relaxed about the use of them for animals and people alike.

Kiana was suddenly pulled from her thoughts as Kondo grabbed her hand and pulled her to a multi-leveled shelf full of smaller pictures. "Honey, that's you," he spoke softly and pointed out a picture of two black haired girls sitting together. "That's the exact kimono you were wearing when I found you."

Her eyes grew wide, picking up the picture to get a closer look at the girls. She knew that was her, but everything else just felt... So strange and unfamiliar.

"Ah, that picture was taken the day you went missing, Miss. That's you and your older sister, Tsukiko."

"Tsu... ki... ko..." She blinked rapidly, a sudden warm and wet feeling gracing her cheek. She pressed her finger to her cheek, surprising herself to find she had teared up a bit.

"Kiki!"

"Sweetie, are you alright?!" Kondo pulled a tissue out to gently wipe her face, concern heavily on both his and Hijikata's faces. 'I'm fine,' she sort of mumbled, quickly putting the picture frame back with the others where she found it.

"I'm not sure why I did that," she admitted, gently grabbing Kondo's arm and turning back towards where they had originally been headed. They arrived in what they could assume was a waiting area, a couple of chairs and couches set about for idle chatter. A brown haired man with icy-blue eyes stood up, wearing a black and white three piece suit. The lines on his face became much more prominent as he smiled, glancing at each of them from behind his glasses.

"Welcome, my name is Kou, and this is my lovely wife, Akemi." He gestured to the woman who had been sitting next to him. Her dark raven hair was pulled up in an elegant bun and they could feel the warmth and love from her dark blue-green eyes. She smiled and stood up as well.

"Tsukiko will be along shortly. She's been the most anxious out of us to meet you... Would you mind if I hugged you?" Akemi spoke, soon taking a step closer to Kiana. It was a weird new sensation for her, but not a bad one.

"Okay," she replied very quietly, feeling out of place with having so much attention on her. The older woman gently wrapped her arms around her, fully knowing she might not be hugged back but enjoying the brief closeness to her daughter. Kou soon followed suit for a brief hug before the two began speaking with Kondo and Hijikata. They wanted to know more about her life, but wanted to avoid stressing her out more than the current situation already was.

As they chatted, Kiana wandered into the dining room for a bit of quiet. It was large and could very well fit a table for twenty or more, but there was a much smaller table placed in the middle of the room. It looked like they specifically brought out a large enough table to situate the six of them for the meal.

"Mom and dad always like having meals together if we can. So, small tables for conversations and closeness." The sudden voice startled her slightly, turning to see what she assumed was Tsukiko. Tsukiko's black hair was pulled up in a ponytail, bangs framing the sides of her face. If it weren't for the slight differences, such as hair and minor details of the face, she would've assumed that there was a mirror and not another living person in front of her.

"I have to say, it's not fair," she muttered before giving her a chance to reply, standing right next to her, "I'm the older one, and a model, and yet you..." She made a gesture of curves with her hands, snickering to herself softly.

"Tsukiko," the doctor's voice rang out softly, almost strained and full of sadness as her eyes teared up. The overwhelming feeling of sorrow overcoming her, chest suddenly feeling tight. "Tsukiko!" and with that, Kiana latched onto her older sister, starting to sob quietly. Her body shook slightly, a sudden feeling of love and longing for her twin filling her. It was all she could remember, but it was such a strong emotion that it was almost unbearable.

Tsukiko blinked, but smiled softly and gently pulled her to sit on one of the couches. While she hated to see her cry, it made her happy to know that somewhere deep down inside of her still remembered her family. This was enough for her for now. She finally had her sister back and they could work on everything else with time. Her hand gently pet the other's hair, holding her close.

"Was that Kiki?!" Hijikata blurted out after hearing her shout and then began to cry. Kondo grabbed his shoulder to stop him from bursting in on the sibling reunion.

"Tsukiko-san seems to have things handled. I think it just took being with her sister again to remember anything." He explained his thoughts, smiling at the two currently curled up on the couch.

"I haven't seen Tsukiko smile this much in years," Kou admitted, arm around his wife's shoulders.

"It's such a lovely sight. Why don't the four of us go elsewhere for the time being? I want them to have some time alone together."

Hijikata muttered softly but gave a small nod, following them away from the dining room. Kondo lingered for a bit, smiling at the two of them together. He would always be her family, but he couldn't help but feel happy for her to have finally recovered some of her memories. What a crazy little world they lived in.

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goldenlaquer · 4 years

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how would kondo, hiji, sougo, yamazaki and shimaru propose to their s/o s? would they go off without a hitch or because this is gintama anything that can go wrong will go wrong? thank you!

Haha, lemme crack my knuckles and make our Gintama boys suffer.

Gintama Headcanons:

Kondo Isao:

Kondo’s been dreaming about this ever since he was a youngster. And even a failed marriage with an Amanto from Planet Gorilla hasn’t shaken his dream.

He really pulls out all the stops when proposing. The whole set-up is a mind-numbingly ostentatious display of his overwhelming love, complete with heart-shaped pink balloons, big velvet bows, and a live orchestra playing romantic tunes in the background.

Kondo’s actually sobbing as he takes a knee. He can barely formulate his words without stopping to take a shuddering, mucus-filled breath in to calm himself.

“W- will you- will hiiiiii-”

Even once he manages to get everything out, all you can do is stare at him.

“Kondo... I love you, and my answer is yes... but where are your clothes?”

“Eh?”

Kondo’s hired photographer takes a picture of the scene: You, with your hands clasped over your mouth in surprise, and a weeping gorilla, his hairy ass displayed and memorialized forever.

Hijikata Toushirou:

Hijikata takes you out to dinner at your favorite restaurant, opening a nice bottle of wine to share, and pulling out his special vintage bottle of mayonnaise.

When the food comes out, Hijikata snatches your plate from you and squeezes a generous helping of mayo on top of your food. And you’re like ‘??? why tf would you do that to my expensive food??’, but he vehemently insists, eyes so innocently eager that you can’t find it in yourself to say no.

You take a bite full of mayo, the creamy condiment coating every inch of your mouth. Steeling your nerves and holding your breathe, you take one big gulp to get everything down the hatch.

“...It’s good,” you say weakly to him.

Hijikata blinks and then frowns. “And?”

“And what?”

“What?”

“Toshi, what’s going on?”

“I put-” Hijikata’s eyes zoom to your plate, then snaps up to meet yours, his mouth flapping open and close like a fish. “You- you swallowed it!”

One trip to the ER later, you have a ring on your finger, and Hijikata’s muttering to himself, “I’ll fucking kill that sadist bastard the first chance I get!”

Okita Sougo:

It takes a long time for Okita to propose, so long that you’re wondering if you should pop the question yourself, so long that you’re wondering if he even wants to get married anyway.

Don’t you worry too much. Okita’s going to come through in the end.

One splendid, sunny day, he takes your hands in his and begins the most beautiful and touching speech you’ve ever heard, professing his undying love and how much he wants to spend the rest of his life with you-- the works. There’s a gentle smile of his handsome face.

A gentle smile. Okita. A gentle smile on Okita’s face. That should’ve been your first warning sign.

By the end of the speech, you’re crying tears of joy, waiting for the finale.

Waiting.

And waiting.

“Uh, Okita?” You ask, brows furrowing. “I don’t mean to sound vain, but is there a... you know, a ring?

A broad, dark smile splits his face. “Yep. And I got a big ring for you too.”

You hold out your left hand expectantly.

Instead, something clicks around your neck.

“Do you like your ring?” Okita tugs on the leash attached to your engagement collar. “Let’s go home now.”

Yamazaki Sagaru:

There are times when Yamazaki decides that enough is enough, and wants to break free from his plain stereotype prison. Proposing is one of those times. It should be special and meaningful, and just some ordinary proposal isn’t going to cut it.

Yamazaki is... Yamazaki is... Yamazaki is going to try to be interesting.

But the problem is, he doesn’t know how to be!

Advice from his colleagues don’t really help. (”Give it up.” Hijikata pats him on the shoulder. “Just get on your knees and propose. No need to go the extra mile, Yamazaki.”)

So he decides to incorporate what he does best-- badminton.

Challenging you to a badminton match is just a front for hitting to you a ring box-- a beautiful, expensive engagement ring that Yamazaki has worked body and soul for. He’ll do a calculated bounce of the ring box over the net, and make sure that it lands near your feet, and when you pick it up-- bam, there’ll be an interesting proposal for you to remember forever.

Yamazaki carries through with the plan, lightly hitting the ring box over to you and waiting for it to fall down...

... only for you to catch it with your racket at the last second, your competitive spirit making sure you swing as hard as you can, and Yamazaki can only watch it soar over his head and out of the badminton court-- that beautiful, expensive engagement ring that he’s worked body and soul for-- and into the flowing river at the side.

Ah. He should’ve just done the normal proposal.

Saitou Shimaru:

Just like Yamazaki, Shimaru wants to break out his shell and give you a nice, special proposal. Nothing too fancy, it’s just that... he wants to use his voice to properly propose to you.

He’s losing sleep over this, muttering under his breath the words while rapidly writing your name in his diary and fidgeting with the ring as he musters the courage to let his actual voice out.

On the day of, Shimaru is a nervous ball of energy (his hair is practically frizzing with it) and the only outward projection of his inner turmoils is in his intense gaze, which could be easily mistaken for murderous intent.

He makes a menacing picture, to be honest, and you wouldn’t have guessed that he was going to propose in that moment with him silently stalking towards you, eyes blood-shot and hands clenched at his sides, dangerously near his sheathed swords.

“S-Shimaru, what’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like thaAT-”

Shimaru moves in faster than you can see, his hand moving up to tug his scarf down so he can speak and the other one holding your hand, passing you a small object.

His unveiled lips near your ear, Shimaru whispers, so low that you almost miss it, the two words that he most wants you to hear:

“Marry me...”

“...z”

TL;DR: Kondo commits a public act of indecency, Hijikata gets punked by Okita, Okita can’t stop being a sadist, Yamazaki tries, Shimaru gives you a heart attack

#gintama #gintama headcanons #hijikata toushirou #okita sougo #saitou shimaru #yamazaki sagaru #kondo isao #answered ask #asks open

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New years and photographs

Gintsuki week Day 2

Prompt: Photographs

The new year photos were finally here.

The Yorozoya, like every year, celebrated the new year with few certain people, that would be the huge cast of Gintama, and like every year, were wasted and woke up with a bad hangover the next morning. Shinpachi, playing his straight man role, was passing every photo to others. Otose. Catherine and Tama were also joining them today. Zenzou was standing beside Kagura as she passed him some other pictures. Three out of the four Shisengumi members were laughing at another stupid picture of Hijikata while the demonic vice chief continued to grumble. Otae, Sarutobi and Kyubei were sitting together on a sofa, passing each other pictures and laughing. Katsura, Elizabeth and Hasegawa-san were sitting on the floor with their legs crossed as they looked through the new year photographs.

The whole room was packed, and suffocating, and Gintoki was getting really annoyed. Walking towards the wall, he was now standing away from the chaotic crowd. It was a pain, he could just see those pictures later. To his surprise, he wasn't the only distancing himself from the huge group. Tsukuyo stood beside him, her arms crossed and back pressed against the wall.

"Don't gonna join them?"Gintoki asked, not turning her way.

"Way too crowded. I'll just see 'em later." Tsukuyo shrugged. It was way too crowded there, but mostly, she actually enjoyed looking at their laughing faces. It was fun to see everyone happy.

Gintoki 'hmm'ed at her response. He really didn't know how to continue the conversation further. So, he remained silent. The new year party was quite fun, he could say. After the way they were all laughing and enjoying was good sight.

There were so many pictures of everybody.

One was of Yamazaki trying to click a picture with Tama desperately.

Another was Hasegawa and Shinpachi dancing only in their boxers.

Another was Otae stomping on Kondou while drinking from a huge bottle of beer.

Another was a drunk Kyubei playing stone-paper-scissor with Kondo.

Another was a irritated Sarutobi playing thumb fight with Zenzou who appeared to be winning the particular game.

Another was a drunk Sougo flirting with Kagura, who seemed to be playing along .

Another was a drunk Hijikata, sobbing in the funniest way possible and a very drunk Katsura trying to cheer him up by showing Elizabeth.

Another was a very drunk Tsukuyo and Gintoki, who were trashing the bar together.

There were so many stupid moments captured in those photos and everybody continued to laugh and tease each other. Sometimes, everybody would look at Sougo, especially Kagura, who found out about his little crush on her, while blushing a little. Sometimes, the whole group would laugh at Hijikata for his ugly crying face and Sougo announcing that he was going to frame this much to his Hijikata's annoyance. Sometimes, Kyubei's face would turn red of embarrassment after finding out about her drunken actions.

The long discussion kept going on with the two other standing in the much empty part of the room.

Suddenly, Shinpachi's eyes froze as he stared at the picture in his hand. Few seconds passed and he still didn't pass the photo, his face almost white with shock. Irritated by his sudden frozen state, Kagura snatched the picture away from him, to have the same frozen face gained. She wasn't supposed to see what she just saw in that picture. The photo was passed around, every pair of eyes wide with shock. Kyubei's face turned red and Sarutobi's mouth was hung open. Slowly, every persons gaze in the group now turned towards the two separated individuals standing away from the crowd.

Sensing the sudden silence, Gintoki and Tsukuyo looked at the bewildered faces who were staring right back at them.

"What?"Gintoki asked, breaking the growing silence in the confined space.

Sarutobi eyes remained wide agape and Kyubei didn't dare look at the pair out of embarrassment. Otae's reaction was the same and Otose was smiling with agreement.

"What happened to ya guys all of a sudden?" Tsukuyo asked, feeling uneasy in this silent atmosphere.

It was Kagura who finally spoke up.

"How could you act this way, Gin-chan!? I never taught you such things!"

They couldn't help the surprise in their voices. "Eh?"

"And Tsukuyo-san, why would you even do something like that!? And with this guy!?" Shinpachi yelled, pointing at Gintoki.

Gintoki and Tsukuyo looked at each other and then back to the crowd,"The hell are ya guys talkin' 'bout? What's wrong with you guys!?"they asked simultaneously.

Katsura whistled from behind, his eyes playfully looking at his old friend."I knew you still were the same bastard when it came to women, Gintoki."

A vain popped on his head."The hell are you babbling about, Zura?!"

"Zura ja nai, Katsura da!"

"I actually saw how you two were acting the whole night together, danna. First that bar wrecking and then this." This time it was Sougo who playfully teased in between the crowd.

Tsukuyo desperately looked around the crowd, asking for a proper explanation. "Kyubei?" Her pleading voice called out for her friend who was not even looking at her way, her face beet red. "At least tell me something!? Did I do something wrong? Otae?" Nobody was saying anything but looking at them with those utterly shocked/smirking faces. Tsukuyo was well aware about her drunken state and it made her worry if she did something terrible that night. She really didn't remember a thing!

Gintoki was now getting frustrated from all these stunned stares. "Would you guys tell me already! Your looks are creepy as hell."

"You two! How could you do this to me, Gin-san!?" This time it was Sarutobi who screamed.

Not getting any answers were only making their situation more awkward. The two already had enough of this game of guessing and they weren't planning on answering the answers which they didn't even have any idea about. Huffing with frustration, the two decided to leave the matter there and then. They didn't even remember a thing from that night and here these people were, pushing blame on them for who-knows-what. If they weren't willing to at least give them a proper explanation to their bewildered reactions, they would just leave. Agreeing, Gintoki and Tsukuyo turned around to leave the room.

But Elizabeth's white board popped up.

"Wait. Gin-san, Tsukuyo-dono."

The two halted. Standing up from it's place, Elizabeth took the photo from Katsura's hand and headed towards them. Handing over the photograph to Tsukuyo, who looked at the huge duck monster unknowingly, it turned around and went back to sit next to Katsura.

Tsukuyo and Gintoki stared back at the audience in front of them who continued to look at them, waiting for some dramatic reaction. The pair's eyes slowly followed the photo on Tsukuyo's hand. It was a picture of Katusra and Hasegawa-san singing with their arms flung around each other's shoulders. But they were not centralized in that picture, rather they were covering only the right side of the picture. Behind them, the background looked almost empty.

Well, except for the two figures who were present further behind.

The picture was quite clear, making Gintoki and Tsukuyo sure that it was actually them. But what looked fishy was the position that they were in.

Gintoki had Tsukuyo lifted up the floor, her legs wrapped around his waist and back pressed against a wall. His hands were grabbing her buttocks and her hands were clutching his silver locks as they continued to heavily make-out in their inebriated state!

It was their turn to gape at the picture with pale faces.

Honestly, they remembered nothing. But now, after watching this, a splash of wave was slapped right on their faces, reminding them of all the incidents that occurred between them. The memory whirl kicked in seconds, reminding them about their little stupid banter. They both remembered trashing the bar together and then a challenging each other to a stupid drinking competition. Then, that competition changed into an argument and soon to something else. The alcohol was kicking in bad and whether it was the stupid comments that they were throwing at each other or the very evident tension lingering between them, they decided to shut each other up. By smashing their lips together.

They remembered nobody noticing them in such situation as they both tried to eat each other in that one kiss. Gintoki's hands were almost everywhere, grabbing her waist, legs and buttocks. Tsukuyo's hands were clutching his silver locks and legs wrapped around his waist as he hoisted her up, pressing her against a wall. She remebered her legs almost going limp. They remembered continuing their little session for a few minutes and also remembered somebody calling out "where's Gin-san and Tsukuyo" making them pull away immediately.

If it weren't for that call, they would have ended up doing something far more than just "make-out".

Tsukuyo felt the photo dropping from her hands and turning around, her face pale and stunned. The inebriated memories of them together in a such a position came back flooding to her. Not saying a word or looking at any one of the people present, she walked out of the room, wore her boots and left the Yorozuya house screaming while turning blood red.

The audiance saw the flustered lady leaving the house with embarrassment to just find the forever cool, silver haired samurai turning his head behind, his ears tinted pink and his hands covering his flustered face.

Really, new years always brought new surprises.

#gintsukiweek #sakata gibtoki #tsukuyo #day2 #im late #hope u guys enjoyed it #gintsuki #this turned out very long 😅

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