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Odd Jobs Crack
A Gintama thingy
by
EvilFuzzy9
Kagura let out a yawn as she left Shinpachi's room, stretching her arms over her head and arching her back. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth split wide open as she yawned. She hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night, due to being recruited by Ane-go to watch over Shinpachi while the elder Shimura sibling repaired the walls of the dojo, and it was unlikely she would get any more today...
Somehow, Shinpachi had managed to wrangle her into helping him train.
"Wait, what do you mean Gin-san gave me the day off?" Shinpachi asked Kagura, a little while after the girl had returned from taking the rice cooker back to the kitchen. "We hardly ever get any work anyway, so why would he feel the need to do that? And it's not like I'm even seriously injured or anything, either, right?"
"Dunno, aru," Kagura replied, lazily flicking a booger off of her finger. "But he left a message on your answering machine this morning saying you don't have to go in... and by you don't have to go in, I mean he threatened to string you by your underwear if he saw you anywhere near his place, aru."
Shinpachi grimaced, eye twitching. "Geez," he muttered. "That sounds less like Gin-san wants me to recover quickly, and more like he just doesn't want me around..."
He then sighed.
"Well, I guess I won't be going to work today then..." he murmured, before shaking his head. "But I can't just lie around all day, either..."
"Why not, aru?" Kagura asked.
Shinpachi gave her a deadpan look. "Unlike you and Gin-san, I'm not a couch potato," he said bluntly. "I'll get restless if all do is lounge around."
"What's wrong with being a couch potato?" Kagura asked him. "Couches are great for napping on, and potatoes are the king of tubers, aru."
Shinpachi pushed his glasses up his nose. "If you and Gin-san were any less motivated you would be going backwards."
"I'm plenty motivated," she retorted, childishly sticking her tongue out at him.
"Is that so...? Then how about you help me out with my training?" Shinpachi suggested offhandedly. "A samurai should strive for perfection in everything he does. I've gotten a lot better with swords since meeting you and Gin-san, but I still have a long way to go before I can call myself a real samurai."
He smiled softly, and added in a murmur, "...I just don't want to be a burden to you guys... If we're talking about going up against a captain or whatever of those Harusame guys, then I'll need to get a lot stronger. I don't want to see you or Gin-san get hurt while I'm unable to do anything. Not again."
Kagura scoffed, closing her eyes and looking away from Shinpachi. Her face was feeling a little warm, and her stomach felt a little funny. Shinpachi was actually sounding kind of... cool. Clearly, that had to be a sign of the apocalypse.
"Whatever. Just don't go thinking about trying to act like a hero, aru," she harrumphed. "I don't wanna see you running into a fight with people like that idiot brother of mine or his cronies."
Shinpachi grinned. "Is that concern for me I hear in your voice?"
Kagura snorted, crossing her arms and turning her nose up imperiously. "Of course not," she said. "You'd just get in my way, aru."
Shinpachi scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Yeah, maybe."
Kagura sighed at the recollection. Somehow, Shinpachi had managed to talk into helping him out with his training, and so there she was, leaning against the wall beside his bedroom door, waiting for Shinpachi to get dressed.
"Oy, Patsuan..." she muttered irritably, crossing her arms and glowering at the opposite wall. "Hurry up, aru. That flashback took nearly three pages, and you still haven't finished getting dressed, aru. What are you doing in there?" she whispered rhetorically, "Shaving your legs?"
She snorted at her own remark, only for the door to suddenly open, revealing a lightly scowling Shinpachi.
"Don't be so impatient, Kagura-chan..." the teen grumbled lightly, stepping out to reveal that he was dressed in his usual light blue keikogi and dark navy hakama. "It took me a while to make my bed because I had to brush the rice off of it first."
He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and closed the bedroom door behind him.
"Well," he said heading down to where he usually practiced, "come on, Kagura-chan."
TTFN and R&R!
A Gintama thingy
by
EvilFuzzy9
A/N: I finished reading through the rest of the manga online yesterday. And holy crap, at chapter 418. Hahahahaha, holy crap. Kagura with a tail and Shinpachi with a hairy chest. Bloody hell, that was a crazy chapter, and my brain has already incorporated those into my head-canon, regardless of whether I wanted it to or not.
Also, my grandma's coming over, so I might not have as much time for writing.
Kagura let out a yawn as she left Shinpachi's room, stretching her arms over her head and arching her back. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth split wide open as she yawned. She hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night, due to being recruited by Ane-go to watch over Shinpachi while the elder Shimura sibling repaired the walls of the dojo, and it was unlikely she would get any more today...
Somehow, Shinpachi had managed to wrangle her into helping him train.
"Wait, what do you mean Gin-san gave me the day off?" Shinpachi asked Kagura, a little while after the girl had returned from taking the rice cooker back to the kitchen. "We hardly ever get any work anyway, so why would he feel the need to do that? And it's not like I'm even seriously injured or anything, either, right?"
"Dunno, aru," Kagura replied, lazily flicking a booger off of her finger. "But he left a message on your answering machine this morning saying you don't have to go in... and by you don't have to go in, I mean he threatened to string you by your underwear if he saw you anywhere near his place, aru."
Shinpachi grimaced, eye twitching. "Geez," he muttered. "That sounds less like Gin-san wants me to recover quickly, and more like he just doesn't want me around..."
He then sighed.
"Well, I guess I won't be going to work today then..." he murmured, before shaking his head. "But I can't just lie around all day, either..."
"Why not, aru?" Kagura asked.
Shinpachi gave her a deadpan look. "Unlike you and Gin-san, I'm not a couch potato," he said bluntly. "I'll get restless if all do is lounge around."
"What's wrong with being a couch potato?" Kagura asked him. "Couches are great for napping on, and potatoes are the king of tubers, aru."
Shinpachi pushed his glasses up his nose. "If you and Gin-san were any less motivated you would be going backwards."
"I'm plenty motivated," she retorted, childishly sticking her tongue out at him.
"Is that so...? Then how about you help me out with my training?" Shinpachi suggested offhandedly. "A samurai should strive for perfection in everything he does. I've gotten a lot better with swords since meeting you and Gin-san, but I still have a long way to go before I can call myself a real samurai."
He smiled softly, and added in a murmur, "...I just don't want to be a burden to you guys... If we're talking about going up against a captain or whatever of those Harusame guys, then I'll need to get a lot stronger. I don't want to see you or Gin-san get hurt while I'm unable to do anything. Not again."
Kagura scoffed, closing her eyes and looking away from Shinpachi. Her face was feeling a little warm, and her stomach felt a little funny. Shinpachi was actually sounding kind of... cool. Clearly, that had to be a sign of the apocalypse.
"Whatever. Just don't go thinking about trying to act like a hero, aru," she harrumphed. "I don't wanna see you running into a fight with people like that idiot brother of mine or his cronies."
Shinpachi grinned. "Is that concern for me I hear in your voice?"
Kagura snorted, crossing her arms and turning her nose up imperiously. "Of course not," she said. "You'd just get in my way, aru."
Shinpachi scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Yeah, maybe."
Kagura sighed at the recollection. Somehow, Shinpachi had managed to talk into helping him out with his training, and so there she was, leaning against the wall beside his bedroom door, waiting for Shinpachi to get dressed.
"Oy, Patsuan..." she muttered irritably, crossing her arms and glowering at the opposite wall. "Hurry up, aru. That flashback took nearly three pages, and you still haven't finished getting dressed, aru. What are you doing in there?" she whispered rhetorically, "Shaving your legs?"
She snorted at her own remark, only for the door to suddenly open, revealing a lightly scowling Shinpachi.
"Don't be so impatient, Kagura-chan..." the teen grumbled lightly, stepping out to reveal that he was dressed in his usual light blue keikogi and dark navy hakama. "It took me a while to make my bed because I had to brush the rice off of it first."
He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and closed the bedroom door behind him.
"Well," he said heading down to where he usually practiced, "come on, Kagura-chan."
TTFN and R&R!
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