I plan to make this a trilogy. But well, it's just a planning.

I don't wish for a lot of favorites or follows or reviews, I just want to add more fanfic for this amazing pairing simply because I love them so much T ^ T

Please, anybody out there, write more of this pairing!

"Mu…tsu…"

Her hands never stopped writing the paperwork that was supposed to be done by the man behind her. She had grown to be able to completely block his voice from her hearing sense, of which was why she could ignore him like he was merely air.

"Mutsuuu!"

It was a quiet night. Her room was supposed to be the most serene place in the whole ship, but the moment her loud Captain got in and wrecked the peace into pieces, her sole sanctuary was exterminated. In the past, whenever he did that, she would get very pissed and would slam his head into the wall or, if she was kind enough, just kick him out of the room. However, let a few minutes pass and he'd come back again and go rampage. Over time, she learned that ignoring him would be the wisest choice.

"Listen, Mutsu! Oryou-chan is takin' a short leave and that means I can't meet her at all! Even though I can finally visit Earth! Hey, are ya listenin' to me?"

Mutsu didn't react. Her back was facing him as she dutifully sort out the paperwork that wasn't even her job. She could only hope that he got tired of throwing tantrums and went to sleep or something, because he had been rolling on her futon like it was his own. It was going to smell when she was going to sleep. Now she really regretted ever exchanging room keys with this idiot.

Mutsu quietly checked her watch. It was 1 a.m.

She involuntarily let out a small cough. The night was chilly. She might catch a cold because she stayed up late almost everyday. Feeling the need to maintain her health, she decided to stop in ten minutes, and if her sad excuse of a Captain was still there by then, she would crush the spare key he possessed and seriously kick him out of the room.

"I'm so lonely! Mutsuuu!" The moment he said that, he slammed his body onto her and almost made her face fall flat onto the paper.

Pissed off, Mutsu quickly elbowed his stomach and he flew to the other side of the room.

She slowly approached him before stepping on his stomach. Looking down at Sakamoto with her ice cold eyes, Mutsu mumbled, "Can't you see I'm doing yer goddamned work? Ya ungrateful idiot barbarian, I'm seriously gonna throw ya into the sea the next time ya bother me this late at night."

"Ahahaha ahahaha! At last you respond!" He still managed to let out that annoying laugh in that situation.

"Shut yer loud laughter, ya moron. Ya'll wake up the crews."

"Right, right! We're not supposed to wake 'em up!"

"At least you've got common sense."

"We're goin' to make babies, after all!"

"…What?"

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Chapter 1: Kiss

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"Ya see, I finally managed to sleep with Mutsu last night! Ahahaha!"

Sakamoto Tatsuma laughed heartily, with his hand scratching his unruly black hair, as if he was just saying a funny joke. His bold statement earned a shocked look from the shopkeeper, and a spurt of sake originating from Sakata Gintoki's mouth.

"You… what?!" Gintoki asked in-between coughs.

"It was wonderful! I never knew Mutsu was a virgin—"

"Wait, wait, waaiiiiitt! Stop right there! What on Earth?! That wasn't a joke?! Eh? So, what? You really did it to her?!" Gintoki asked in extreme disbelief. He had talked to Mutsu a few times before and she didn't seem like the type who would agree to spend a night with a man, not to mention this huge idiot. Well, he could see that the girl held a pretty high amount of respect towards his old friend despite not showing it openly, but not to the point of wanting to spend a night with him.

"Oh I know… you drugged her, didn't you?"

"Ahahaha! Are ya pickin' a fight, Kintoki?"

"But it just doesn't make any sense! Why would a fine woman like that sleep with a huge dumb scumbag who already land a hand to thousands of women like you?!"

"Ahahaha! That's pretty rude. I think I've only slept with thirty women or so?"

"Stop! You're making it sound real, stop!" Gintoki covered his ears childishly.

"But then again, Mutsu refused to let me kiss her. She said I'm allowed to do anything other than a kiss. I even did *beep* and *beep* to make her weak and find an opportunity, but she's just so wary!"

"Just how desperate are you?! Do you want a kiss that much?!"

"Well, a kiss is supposed to be the beginning of everything, right? And, ya know, Mutsu's pretty strong for a girl! Not to mention, she's still a virgin—"

"For god's sake, shut up already! Are you just here to brag or what?! And hell yeah, she's strong! She's a Yato!"

"Yato, eh? I have no idea what it is, but Mutsu is just plain ol' Mutsu to me."

"Well, Yato is a rare race of Amanto that really resembles human in every nook and cranny. Uh… It sounds arrogant. It might just the other way around. It is us whoresemble them. I mean, they're superior no matter how you look at it. Our Kagura can blow off a tank on her own!" Gintoki finished with a sip of sake before ordering some more. "But then again, how can you not notice that your Vice Captain is a Yato? I mean, she must eat a lot too. Kagura eats like a growing elephant."

"Now that you mention it, she used to eat thirty times a day. Now she tones it down to eatin' eight-person worth of food, three times a day." Sakamoto recalled. When he first saw her eat, he only thought that she might have a bigger appetite than most people.

"That is clearly weird! There is no normal human who eats that much! Even Kobayashi Takeru can't eat that much! I'm surprised you never asked her about it!"

"Ahahaha! I was told by my mom to always respect people's privacy!"

"You never seem to respect my privacy though?!"

There was an awkward silence between them before Gintoki decided to ask one more thing that had been on his mind from the moment Sakamoto mentioned what he did last night with his subordinate.

"Why did you suddenly feel like sleeping with her? Do you seriously like her or you're just using her as a replacement for your cabaret girl?"

"Ahahaha! What's wrong, Kintoki? It's not like ya to pry on people's business."

"Well, maybe a certain idiot's tendency to do so has finally infected me."

"Ahahahaha," Sakamoto laughed it off before pouring more sake into his cup. "It's not sudden. I've been having those thoughts from time to time. Well, I've been with Mutsu for ten years straight and she's getting manlier and manlier each year, but she's still strikingly beautiful. Ya can't deny that. But she's always outta my league. Unlike those cabaret girls, Mutsu is a capable girl. She has a bright future waiting for her. With that in mind, I usually refrain from landing a hand on her. Ahahaha!"

Raising an eyebrow, Gintoki said, "Hoo… never knew you're capable of seeing that. But well, if not for her, you'd be long dead, useless Captain."

"True, that!"

"So… does that mean you seriously like—"

The conversation abruptly ended when a person roughly opened the sliding door and shouted, "There you are, ya sunglasses-wearing moron. I took my eyes off ya for three seconds and you escaped like a cheetah. Now get your sorry ass back to the ship, we have tons of things to do!" Mutsu violently gripped on Sakamoto's white scarf and dragged him with her.

"Mu-Mutsuuuu! You can be a bit gentler! A bit gentler, please!" Sakamoto screamed about while kicking his legs. "You were gentle last night on be—"

Without ever finishing that line, the man Sakamoto Tatsuma was thrown into the Kaientai fleet with a single fling.

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That afternoon, Gintoki was once again invited to a drink by Mutsu herself. It seemed like she was planning to talk about what she and Sakamoto did as well. It left Gintoki wondering why he had to act like a parent to them, but since they were paying for his booze, he was more than willing to lend an ear to their dilemma.

Gintoki was the first one to talk when Mutsu took a seat beside him at the counter and ordered some Japanese sake.

"So… I heard from that bastard Tatsuma that you guys did it?"

Unfazed, Mutsu poured the sake into her cup and calmly asked, "Which are you referring to? The *beep* or *beep* or *beep* style?"

"Just how many rounds did he go for?! That sperm factory!" Gintoki shouted, slamming his cup on the counter.

Mutsu had one hand massaging her shoulder as she said, "I never knew there are so many ways to have sex. My whole body aches and it's preventing me from doing my job properly today."

"Heeeyyy! Why are you spouting out some immoral things while being unfazed?! Weren't you a virgin?!"

"Being a virgin doesn't matter. And that idiot curl unleashed too much load, even though he regularly visits cabaret clubs every week."

"Don't look down on men's hormones, you! Listen here, Vice Captain, not releasing loads for a week is enough to make us sex maniacs!"

"Hoo… the I guess I should chop off his dick and make him a woman." A sinister smile formed on her lips. Gintoki had to wonder why she only showed smiles in the most sadistic situation ever.

"Don't even joke about something like that." Gintoki's face was blue. When he was about to have more drink, he was reminded of something he'd wanted to ask. The same question as before, "Why did you agree to sleep with that scumbag anyway?"

"I wonder why. He keeps callin' for this woman—Oryou—while we're on it, too."

What the fuck is wrong with that guy?! Why is he calling another woman's name, dammit! Gintoki screamed internally. "A-ahaha," he laughed nervously, "that guy should really tell the difference between you and his cabaret girls, eh?"

"I don't really mind," she said calmly, her eyes closed. "It's not like I have feelings for him. I just agreed because it seems like he can't work at all because that cabaret girl's takin' a break. But even after he released his load, it doesn't seem like he's workin'. I should've refused."

"What the hell! You let him take your first time for that shallow reason?!"

"…Because I don't have much time too…"

"Uh, what? I can't hear you."

"It's nothing." She stood up and left some cash on the counter. "Thanks for listenin'. I gotta go. We still have some work to do."

"Don't overwork yourself, Vice Captain. If you're gone, that moron is done for."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Gintoki could spot a ghost of a smile when she said that.

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Kaientai was not going through busy days at the moment. The crews were enjoying the luxury of longer leisure time and more edible foods after they stayed on Earth for a few days. Their Captain, Sakamoto Tatsuma, did tell them that they would stay on Earth for roughly a week to rest their wings since Christmas was coming. His original plan was to visit cabaret bar every day, but that plan was crushed on the first day of his visit when he received the news that his favorite girl was having a one-month leave to visit her parents.

The Razor Vice Captain, Mutsu, was the only hardworking person even in their leisure time. She was arranging schedules far ahead and was taking care of stuff she could take care of at the present, which was originally the job of the Captain himself. Even so, not even one year since Kaientai was first founded, every job related to paperwork and schedules, sometimes even the real negotiation itself, was done by the Vice Captain.

Sakamoto Tatsuma, the leader of Kaientai, was a mere figurehead, or so many people thought. Little did they know that his existence was what pushed his Vice Captain so far. Merely his existence was enough to support her.

There was one time when Sakamoto joked about leaving Kaientai, and Mutsu showed a visible disagreement in her face despite not directly responding. And that was probably why she would be nicer to him whenever he showed signs of wanting to leave for good.

That was probably also why she had agreed to sleep with him that night.

"Scumbag…" Mutsu breathed, her hands still holding the schedule paper as she walked down the corridor.

It was quiet. Many of the crews left the ship to have some fun downtown; fooling around with women or just get drunk to oblivion. It was rare for Kaientai to ever have long break. This year's Christmas break was one of the longest they'd ever had, so it was just natural to see them spread out their wings and release the stress of work. Mutsu wouldn't blame them, really. They were all nice people. They would always look out for her and asked if she was exhausted and even offered to do her job, to which she would always decline.

That scumbag Sakamoto, on the other hand, pushed his job to her and went to have fun with women out there.

She had to stay up late nearly every day to do his job. Sleep deprivation was nothing to her, really. But the fact that the bastard was being irresponsible pissed her off to no end. And what pissed her off the most was the fact that she needed his presence no matter how much of a jerk he was.

"Mutsuuuu!"

Speak of the devil. The bastard's coming.

"Nobody's here! Let's have sex agai—OUCH!"

Before he could finish that line, Mutsu landed a powerful kick on his crotch and made him curl up on the floor.

"WHY?!" he screamed in agony.

"Why? Do ya think of me as yer sex toy or something?" Mutsu mumbled, her eyes looking down on him coldly. "Do ya expect me to say 'oh, okay' immediately?"

"Ugggh… god, that's hard…" he mumbled, holding his crotch.

"Anyway, unlike you, I have tons of things to do. For the sake of Kaientai's future, get the hell outta here. Just find some cabaret girl and never come back for all I care," Mutsu said coldly before turning on her heels and continued walking down the corridor.

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"So, why are you here again, you friggin' womanizer?"

"Uhh, well, I wonder if ya'll let loose if we're in your room. Ahahaha!"

Mutsu eyed the stupid Captain with her most menacing glare, although he seemed unaffected by it. She was planning to get an early sleep tonight because her body was aching like hell.

"I'm not gonna spend my energy on another night with you. For the love of God, just find another woman for tonight."

"But why? Is it because I made you cry when I took your first?"

She slammed his face into the wall before saying, "I didn't cry, goddammit. And I'm just tired, seriously. There's no other reason. I want to have a good sleep tonight."

"Just so you know, I never did it inside to anyone besides you, Mutsu." She could hear him from the wall.

There was a slight surprise in her eyes. Luckily, he couldn't see her from behind the wall. She bit her lip and tried to suppress her heartbeat by hitting her chest again and again. Shaking her head violently, she then took a deep breath. Her hand reaching for her neck, where he had left marks all over the night before. The marks he left while calling another woman's name. And now he said things that made her feel like he held her dearer than anyone else.

Sakamoto had really grown into a playboy, she thought.

She remembered waking up earlier than him that morning just to wash off everything he'd released inside her because she didn't want to feel special. To him, she was nothing but a replacement, after all. Whenever her heart reacted, she would beat her chest until it stopped.

A series of loud coughs escaped from her lips and sent chills down her spines. She was feeling sick because of the cold weather and wanted a good night sleep. But then again, looking at the man beside her, who had finally released his head from the wall, she let out a sigh.

"Just tonight, ya hear me? Tomorrow I demand a full day off."

He jumped happily. "Really, Mutsu? Oh, you don't know how much I love you!" he said as he gave her a tight hug.

"Let us start!"

When he said that, he inched his face closer to her but she put a hand on his lips and said, "No kissing."

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To be continued