Author: Demon Vampire180 PM
Katsura won't leave Gin alone about joining his cause. Gin can only think of one way to shut him up. Currently incomplete but working towards completion. Yaoi Zura/Gin Perhaps a little OOC. Rated M and sort of PWP.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Gintoki S. & Katsura K./Zura - Words: 1,546 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 12 - Published: 11-19-11 - id: 7565643
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"I fight to protect my honour. Nothing more and nothing less."
"And you'll have honour by helping me bring back what was once Edo. Help me rid this place of the Amanto that took away our pride!"
"I'm not interested. Fight back on your own."
"What kind of attitude is that? Do you really not care that these creatures from outer space took away our other kinsman's pride by taking their swords?"
"Zura, I don't want to be a part of your diabolical plan. I threw down my sword after the war. Now, the things I want to fight for, are for the things I care about most. I'd rather protect them then try and change something that is almost impossible to change."
"It's not Zura. It's Katsura!"
The silver-haired man leaned back against the couch and let out a sigh. "I don't care what it is. You've heard my answer so just leave. Stop bothering me with your nonsense."
His companion growled in annoyance. "Gintoki! You know it's not nonsense. Why do you fight it so much? What have you got to lose?"
"A lot. My home, my friends, my life... All of those things are important to me and I'd rather like to keep them."
"You're being selfish." The black-haired man stomped his foot impatiently.
Gin turned his face to look at him, brows furrowing. "I said I don't want any part of it. Let me be selfish for once. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of needless bloodshed. Just let me live out my life as a Jack-of-all-Trades and be happy."
Katsura eyed him as he replied, "Wouldn't you rather have the chance to be a samurai again? You'd have money and you wouldn't have to scrounge around like a dog for food. And you'd be able to always protect those whom you hold closest."
Suddenly Gin stood and approached his long-time comrade. He flicked him once in the forehead. "Your head is too thick, Zura."
"And you're too stubborn." Katsura blinked a few times in confusion at being flicked but otherwise didn't move a muscle as the silverette neared him. "Not to mention you're always selfish. Not just this once but every waking moment of your life."
Gin rolled his eyes dramatically. "So what? I don't care. I'm not doing it, whether you want me to or not. Go find someone else to do your dirty work." He turned away from Zura and crossed his arms across his chest, one hand coming up so he could pick at his nose.
"Fine Gin. But this isn't the last time you'll hear from me. Someday you'll realize that you're making a mistake by resisting me. For now I'll let it go. Good bye Gintoki." Zura glared long and hard at the white demon's back before turning on heel and stalking away. Just as he reached the front door he heard footsteps come rushing up behind him. Turning he was surprised to find himself locking lips with Gin. Blinking, he waited patiently until the man pulled back before asking, "What is this?"
"I-I don't know. I just felt that, for some reason, this time you wouldn't be coming back. I had to do that just once, just to know how it felt. I won't apologize for it either."
"Gin-chan. Are you gay?" Katsura asked as he licked his lips. He could taste the sickly sweet flavour of Gin on them.
"No. Maybe. I don't know. Does it matter?" Gin asked, blushing and rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. He really didn't know why he'd done it. It just felt... Right. Although things were tense between them it felt like it was okay. Truthfully he was worried. He was worried that the next time the idiot went out to rebel against the world he wouldn't be coming back.
"Not at all but, since you've already done it once, do it again?" The raven-haired man reached out and took Gin by the opening of his kimono and pulled him close, kissing him once more on the lips. His lips parted when he felt the hot, slippery, tongue of his friend against them. Upon entrance it began to lick and taste every crevice it could reach. Katsura couldn't help but moan into it, his hands flying up to tangle in the silver locks. His body pressed into Gin's, craving contact. When they finally broke apart they could only stare at each other
Finally Gin spoke. "Zura, what the hell was that?"
"It's not Zura. It's Katsura. And I don't know. I just suddenly couldn't resist." Katsura replied looking up into the slightly off-coloured eyes. It had always bothered him, those strangely coloured eyes. "I won't apologize either I hope you know."
"It's better that you didn't. But now that we've gotten this far we can't stop right? We might as well keep going. If you know what I mean." Suddenly a pair of thick, snake-like arms, wrapped around the thin waist, pulling him closer, still.
Katsura let his arms drape over the other mans shoulders as he replied, "Of course. Now that it's been done it can't be undone. We might as well make the best of a bad situation right."
"As long as you realize this won't make me join your cause."
"One day you'll realize that what I fight for is what you want." Katsura stood up on his tippy-toes and once more kissed the silver-haired demon, though this one more chaste than the rest. Smiling he pulled away and gazed into the deceivingly listless eyes. For a brief moment the two of them just stood in the doorway like that, holding onto each other and not saying a word. Katsura finally made the move again. For the third time in their entire lives they kissed, gradually going from sweet chicken-pecks to a full out war of the tongues. The samurai rebel couldn't help but wrap his arms around the familiar neck as he tried to pull him even closer. His lower half started to grind against Gintoki against his will but he ignored it. His brain was completely fogged by the heated kisses that were attacking him now. When they broke apart to breathe Katsura breathlessly told him, "You're good Gintoki. Too good."
"You give me too much credit Zura. It's just a kiss."
"Shut up and do it again." Without bothering to correct the improper use of his name he dove for another kiss. As this happened he felt himself being pushed backwards until his body hit the wall. His friends arms slipped from around him but replaced themselves at his waist. After a moment they began exploring, tracing the contours of his fit body. The ex-samurai shivered and leaned his head back, exposing the pale, perfectly blemish-free, neck.
Gin took this opportunity to bite him in the crook of his neck. He drove his teeth almost deep enough to draw blood before sucking at the soft flesh. As soon as his teeth had come into contact Zura let out a soft gasp of surprising. Grinning wolfishly he asked teasingly, "I take it that your neck is sensitive?"
"No. You bit me!" Katsura protested, shivering as Gin's hands brushed over his backside. "You're not playing fair, Gin-" He was interrupted mid-sentence when his aggressor kissed him again.. He successfully stole all his breath away.
"Stop complaining. Your body seems to like it." Gin took Katsura's bottom lip and gently sucked on it until it turned a nice rosy colour, and had become all puffed up.
"That's no reason to mark me..." he mumbled. It was now his turn to let his hands explore the unexpectedly fit body. He remarked as such, "Tell me. How does someone like you, who never lifts a finger, and eats nothing but sweets, stay so skinny?"
"Wouldn't you like to know."
"Yes that's why I asked."
"That was a rhetorical question." Gin smugly replied, ignoring the hands currently molesting his body. When his hands were wrapped comfortably around the tight buttocks he leaned in and whispered, "We should move to the bedroom before Shinpachi and Kagura return."
"This isn't enough for you?" Katsura asked, blushing as he felt the hands currently fondling him gently squeeze.
"We already decided not to stop and I'd rather keep my entry way clean. Also, imagine if the old hag walked in on us? She'd have a flipping heart-attack."
"You're just making excuses." Katsura's head flopped forward onto Gin's shoulder. It was just then that he noticed the slight tightening his nether regions. It was almost impossible to believe but he was actually getting turned on by this. The thought of getting caught in the act was really, really, hot.
Gin humphed. "You're one to talk."