[Gintama Fanfic] Phone Bills
Fandom : Gintama
Title : Phone Bills
Pairing : OkiKagu, GinHiji if you squint
Word counts : 677
Disclaimer : Hideaki Sorachi owns Gin-chan and the others
Summary : It was silent, her humms echoes silently, a giggle, string of curses, soft smile, giggle again, and eventually blush creeped into her cheek, adoring it with faint pink color.
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Gintoki scratched the back of his silver permy head as he stared at the phone bills in front of him, pilling up on the desk. He didn’t remember ever using a phone to call… yes, Shinsengumi Headquarter.
Sure, he likes the idea of calling Oogushi-kun in the middle of the night just to make fun of him. But he never really did it, such a waste of money, nee?
Who would ever call Shinsengumi anyway? They’d come whenever there’s problem, no one need to call them. Like a storm, coming without a call before.
Shinpachi? Nah, it wouldn’t be him. Why would he call Shinsengumi? Sure, Shinpachi might be the one if he changed his mind and decided that Gorila is the best men for his sister. But as far as he knows, Shinpachi still opposes the idea of her sister getting married, since he wants to save life as much as he can.
Kagura? Nah, the only place she would call is the nearest Sukonbu store for Sukonbu orders.
Yawned, he walked outside, leaving the house to Shinpachi who was currently cooking. He’s willing to sacrifice breakfast in order to avoiding the old Otose, who he knows would come in any minutes, asking-no, orders him to pay the phone bill.
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Hijikata stared at the pilling phone bills in front of him. Who the heck? He never call person… he certainly never call anyone from Yorozuya’s place before…why would he call him anyway? He always… just there without any warning, bringing troubles.
He had tought of calling Yorozuya in the middle of the night to annoy him, sure, but he never did it anyway, such a waste, sleep is more better.
Kondo-san? Nah, he would likely call Shimura’s household rather than Yorozuya’s place since there’s where Otae lives.
Yamazaki? Seriously, why Yamazaki?
Sougo? This one is another impossibility, Sougo would never call anyone other than his sister. And since his sister already deceased, he has no one to call. Come on, it’s Yorozuya’s place, who would…
Well, he might now who did all of this but decided to let it slip.
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Mid night, Yorozuya’s place. A shadow could be seen sneaking for a closet to the desk where the phone lies peacefully. The figure slowly approached the black devices and placed it on his ears. The figure, small figure so let’s call it a she, jumped to the chair and humming silently. After a while, her lips curled into smile, “Silly, I’m sure to kill you tomorrow…”
It was silent, her humms echoes silently, a giggle, string of curses, soft smile, giggle again, and eventually blush creeped into her cheek, adoring it with faint pink color.
About an hour, she placed back the phone on it’s place, staring for a while before quickly picking it up again, “mm… no, errm… maybe, just want to hear your sadistic voice…”
She giggled, curses, smiles, giggles, laugh, smiles, curses, and once again, blush adorn her face. She placed the phone back before picking it up again, the same pattern repeated over and over again.
From behind the door, two figures watched intently, trying to suppress their laughter and thinking of the right way to punish the girl tomorrow.
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Shinsengumi headquarters, Okita was sitting outside, leaning on the pillar, phone between his shoulder and cheek. He talked casually, shifting position to adjust the phone or sometimes using his hands to grabbed the phone.
The wind caressing his hair and cheek cooly, smiles, laugh, sarcastic remarks, curses, smiles, sarcastic remarks, curses, laugh, smiles, and eventually his eyes softened. He said quick goodbye and placed the phone back before quickly picked it up again, “What? Miss me?”
He grinned, laughed, smiled, sarcastic remarks, curses, sarcastic remarks, curses, then placed the phone back. Leaning on the pillar, he closed his eyes before picking the phone up again, “mm… not sleepy… yea, kill me if you can..”
From behind the door, a figure watched intently, trying his best to suppress his laughter and thinking about the way to punish the boy tomorrow.
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Lol, Kagura is naughty and so does Sougo...sorry for massive errors... >o<
Inspired from Utada Hikaru's Addicted to You...