[GINTAMA FIC]

Title: 1st Day

Pairing: Hijikata x Gintoki

As soon as he heard the pleas from the people to hurry out and investigate the scene of a drunken rampage along the wooden bridge crossing the western river.

The only young man who had just returned from organizing a quarrel was Hijikata. Toshiro had to take himself in a patrol car to the scene as informed. Because everyone else has already signed off on duty. As the deputy leader of the group If he neglects to perform his duties And other members probably don't have to talk about it.

A well-built young man wearing a completely black uniform. Walked towards the group of people on the bridge railing. He couldn't see the quarrel.

Until a citizen beckoned him to come in and put an end to the situation.

“This way, policeman. There are people fighting down there."

"oh"

When looking at the advice of good citizens The culprit was a young man with a slender build and silver hair, who was drunk.

Pointing fingers and teaching the giant thugs lying on the grass crying.

"Ah...again?" Hijikata groaned, holding his forehead.

"A bunch of dogs. Who gave the order and who taught them to come and gang up on other people? I don't know. Ahhh.." The drunk man said and smiled like a crazy person.

"So, do you know this? You're eating at a shop that sells various things for hire. I'm telling you, Ugh, don't come and beg me."

The silver-haired samurai staggered and stuck his wooden sword at his waist.

"Hey, the police are here." The thugs saw Hijikata and quickly picked each other up and ran away.

"Oh hey, don't run away. You have not finished training you guys.

"You don't have to come. Why do you always have to cause trouble? This is the third time already.”

Hijikata's pussy lips Walked in to mediate. Because in the entire grass field, only Gintoki was left alone. The silver-haired samurai pursed his lips.

“I suddenly drank alcohol. They came looking for different problems. Have you started it yet, policeman?"

“Never mind, I'm already on duty. You yourself go home and sleep."

Hijikata pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The people gathered had all dispersed.

Only Gintoki was left standing and staggering. Strong smell of liquor

“Oh, so you're not working? It appears and disappears. The police are rotten."

The young samurai moved forward and hugged his neck. He whispered a cold, mocking voice so close to Hijikata's ear that he had to hold his breath.

"I'm about to quit work now. Shall we go have another drink together?"

"What the hell are you talking about? You're so drunk you can't stand straight."

Hijikata turned around and sternly refused. Looking at the drunk man's red face, he stood and sighed.

"When you're drunk, go home and sleep. I'll be back too."

The young policeman brushed aside the hand that was clinging to his neck and froze at the long, white cut on his forearm.

"Do you have this wound?"

“Ah?” Gintoki raised his right arm to look at him. "Those guys also use pocket knives. Oh, that's bad."

"Probably gonna dress the wound-" Hijikata was about to pull out the handkerchief but Gintoki stuck out his tongue and licked his own cut.

"The wound is the size of a cat scratch, huh? What's wrong?" The young policeman put his handkerchief back in the same place and turned his head away.

"nothing"

"You're definitely not going to continue? I'm not drunk yet." Gintoki smiled. Dazzling eyes, wet with alcohol.

"Say more and I'll put you in jail for the night."

Hijikata turned and threatened the drunk man. Gintoki chuckled. Lean in and whisper

“Then why didn't you arrest me?” His warm, soft breath smelled of alcohol drifting away. The staggering figure laughed loudly.

Hijikata accidentally let his cigarette fall on the floor. He watched as Gintoki raised his hand to wave goodbye and staggered away.

"Bye bye policeman"

“Shit...damn it. You can get on each other's nerves every time."

Hijikata rolled a cigarette under his feet. Feeling annoyed again Until I had to pull out another cigarette and light it.

The lighter hasn't turned on yet. The sound of falling into the water echoed behind him. The young man looked back suspiciously.

White feet pointing up to the sky Drunken man who just waved goodbye Walking and falling into the water until soaking wet Spurs bung bung air bubbles above the surface of the water.

"Wow, you stupid bastard."

"Wow, you stupid bastard."

Hijikata couldn't find an explanation for his behavior. besides morality A young man carried a wet drunk body onto his back and walked sullenly down the road. Drops of ice-cold water soaked through the surface of the fabric that only a fool would want to take a dip in the water at a time like this.

"Oh, that's so kind, Toshi-kun."

“Don't call me Toshi. I can't just let you drown drunk like that."

"Wow...it's cold." Gintoki shivered. Bury your face against the back in front of you. "Hurry up and walk."

"I'm here to help you. Learn to be conscious." Hijikata stopped walking and turned to shout in annoyance.

"Well, please help me until the end. You'll die if you eat it. Ugh..Ugh."

"Hey, hey, don't puke on me."

Hijikata shouted to stop him when he heard the sound of the person on his back arching his neck and spitting out the old thing.

Gintoki buried his face in his face, suppressing the discomfort.

"If you're going to throw up, tell me first, do you understand?"

The policeman resumed his walk when he realized that the person on his back was nodding in approval. Followed by the soft sound of snoring like someone sleeping.

The house and the rental shop on the second floor were completely dark. Hijikata rang the doorbell several times to call the people in the house, but there was no answer.

Finally, he had to turn around and wake up the person on his back.

"Hey, I'm home now. Is there no one there?"

"Um..." Gintoki moaned lazily. Moving his hand, he pulled out a key and handed it to me to help unlock. "There's no one there. What's wrong?"

“Here you are,” Hijikata placed the owner on the floor. “Alright, that's all for now. Don't forget to change your clothes before going to bed. If you have a fever, you won't be able to blame us."

The policeman is standing up. The drunk man reached out and grabbed the back of his shirt.

"Hey!" His figure staggered to the ground.

"Ouch, what the hell are you doing?"

Hijikata raised his head and snorted. Then he was stopped when Gintoki climbed on top of him.

A red face looked down with inexplicable eyes. Thin lips curled into a smile.

"Huh?...Is that all we're sending here, Hijikata-kun?"

"Then why do you do it?"

"Send it to the bedroom, policeman."

The figure above put his weight on his lap. Hijikata's breath hitched. Feel the tight buttocks pressed against the crotch of the pants.

"what? Don't tell me you haven't." Gintoki asked looking down.

"Alright, stop being crazy." Hijikata braced himself and pushed his body away. Gintoki stumbled to the ground.

"This isn't funny!"

"Oh, the demon vice-sama is angry." Gintoki was lying on the ground laughing.

"Can't we just be joking a little? Don't be angry. I was just...drunk.” A cut on his forearm lifted up to cover his face.

"Excuse me," he staggered to his feet. Turn your soaked back to me.

"You can go back now, policeman. Thank you for today."

"Wait...wait."

Hijikata hated that his body's reactions were faster than his brain or words. He pulled the figure back and looked at it.

Gintoki's expression changed. It was an expression on his face that could be seen as being sad.

"Eh- Uhhh," Gintoki made a strange noise in his throat. His eyes widened in response to Hijikata's blasphemy.

Warm, rough palms gripped both white wrists. Press your lips down again and again.

"Mmmm," Gintoki moaned as he kissed harder. The taste of the saliva inside the mouth smelled of liquor.

That was sweet, sweeter than he'd ever kissed anyone. Hijikata pulled Gintoki up to meet his eyes.

"You're teasing me too much."

“You realized it too late,” Gintoki replied with misty eyes. Draw your arms around your strong neck, looking up to receive it.

Hijikata kissed again, and again, it was a passionate kiss that was more intoxicating than liquor.

Hijikata gasped for breath. Holding Gintoki's white body in his arms The sound of moaning and whistling sounded beside his ear.

The rhythm of the body's movements was both slow and violent. It hit like he never expected.

"Hi.. Hijikata," a voice calling out like a person would faint could be heard from time to time. In the middle of the bright moonlight

Inside the room, Gintoki's naked body trembled. "Hijikata..."

"Gintoki"

He responded by calling the other person's name. As the body joins together as one

The white figure stood up and screamed. Hug your body tightly, responding to your last desire.

"Hi...Hijikata."

"uncle..."

The young police officer let out a long moan when he found out that he had done something life-threatening.

Gray cigarette smoke lingers, filling your lungs. I hope to smoke to relieve stress. It turned out to be more stressful than before.

He's already done that.

Hijikata held his forehead in his hand. His ears heard the sound of the bathroom door sliding open.

Another person's footsteps inside the house walked out and smelled of soap. It stopped with an annoyed noise.

"Can't you come and smoke in other people's houses? It stinks, I don't like it," Gintoki emphasized at the end.

"I'm...sorry."

Hijikata pressed a cigarette into his holster. Crush it until it's crushed and put it in an envelope. Look at the two white feet passing by.

"I am sorry"

"About that." Gintoki stopped walking. Lift the towel and dry the damp hair. "forget it"

"But..." Hijikata looked up at the back of the white kimono. "Do you want me to act like nothing happened?"

"I told him to let me do it." Or are you going to bring a parade to ask for me?” Gintoki turned around and looked back.

"If that's what you want."

Hijikata shifted to his knees. surrender to your own actions I saw slender white feet walking back and stopping in front of me.

“Are you drunk or are you insane? I'm a man. There's no harm in doing things like that.”

"But...I shouldn't have done it."

Hijikata bowed his head to speak and fell backwards, falling to the floor when Gintoki lifted his foot and thrust it into his chest.

The owner of the house came and stepped on it again.

"I'll tell you what to do. You don't understand, you idiot!" Gintoki snapped.

Hijikata lay still, allowing the other person to step under his feet. The expression is like a dog's expression when its owner catches it doing something wrong.

"I can't do that."

“So, what are you going to do? Do you think that if you do this, my stomach will swell and I will demand that you take responsibility?”

“I…” The Demon Lord was helpless. He lay in submission until Gintoki had to pull his feet out and stand with his arms crossed. His mouth was pursed with an expression of displeasure.

"Even if you feel guilty, But it's already been done. Stop thinking about it and go home. Even if you don't forget, I will be the one who forgets. There's no need to think about responsibility because I'm not a little girl." The owner of the house finished speaking and slammed his feet and walked towards his own bedroom.

"Gintoki," Hijikata called out. Come back and sit on your knees. "Actually..."

“What?” Gintoki couldn't stand seeing the other person remain silent for so long. Until I had to open my mouth and ask back.

"Because I like you. That's why I don't want to do that to you." Hijikata confessed, his voice shaking. "I really like you."

“You crazy homo, you horny Mayonnaise Prince. Why are people so thoughtless?"

Gintoki lifted the corners of his mouth in a smile. Bending down, the words hit Hijikata's heart until he sat in his seat.

"You're slow to understand, you idiot."

"Eh?"

Hijikata looked up. But Gintoki had disappeared behind the door.

But the words in that last sentence caused him to go and pound on the door.

"Wait, Gintoki, what did you say just now?"

END.

Gintoki sat with his chin on the futon. He looked at Hijikata pounding on the door and not locking it with a bored expression on his face.

"Those idiots are really idiots. Fold them open."

"Gintoki, would you please open the door? Gintoki."

Hijikata's voice still came into the room. A well-heeled figure standing and banging on the door like a madman is really annoying.

"The door isn't locked."

Fin.