Hello everyone!

So um... basically this story follows the lines of my GinTsu fic "Love as death is not twice caught" (I strongly suggest you to read it in order to fully understand this new one ^^)

I say basically because it won't really be a sequel mainly focused on GinTsu anymore (though there might obviously have some in it).

I first wanted to focus on Kamui, but turns out it will be more about Kagura and her relations with Kamui and Sougo.

That means this story will contain some OkiKagu AND KamuKagu. Incest/sibling-complex haters you're warned! Rated M (violence, language, smut etc.)

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! To prevent any possible SPOILER, be sure to read the manga AT LEAST up to the 589th chapter !

EDIT: It appeared to me that it might be a bit confusing so, this story takes place between the 19th an 20th chapter of Love as Death-blahblahbla.
The 20th happens 6 years after the 19th, while this story happens only 3 years after the 19th (and thus, 3 years before the 20th). Okay, guess it's more clear like this ^^

UPDATE 29/09: Dialogues parts have been italicized.
Honnestly, I wasn't sure if it was good to let them like before since it was perhaps confusing to defferentiate "in-head thoughts" and:
-outloud dialogues, but now I know!

Thanks Anon for letting me know! ;)

WARNING!

Fanfiction doesn't allow to use the same Character twice for pairing. Means, I could have set Oki x Kagu x Kamu but not Oki x Kagu and then Kamu x Kagu. Yet, I want everyone to know that there is a lot of KamuKagu stuff here and if you don't like this pairing, you should not get further.

- Love and Sadism are two sides of a same coin -

Strangely enough, it appeared to the man that Edo was a city always shiny. Whether it was in the middle of the day with a bright sky upon it, or at night, illuminated by the numerous and colorful neon signboards, the streets were always loud and lively.

The Kabukicho district on particular seemed to be the exact opposite of his homeland...

Although he could easily understand the reason why she came to like it so much, he wondered how someone as weak as his younger little sister managed to live on that planet, with such hostile weather for Yatos people... Especially summers.
They were incredibly hot as if the sun was trying to burn the whole country by the light of its rays. Perhaps, that was the explanation of the unbearable humidity? This great wall of sea surrounding Japan was steaming in moistness because of the damn star?

He didn't like to admit it, but in fact, he had himself, taken quite a likening to that blue planet. Well, mostly in Edo and its people... mostly in a certain silver-headed perm head and his incredible strength, albeit he was but a mere earthling.

Again, perhaps was it because that same man was part of these so famous samurais, a kind of fighters too proud to allow themselves to disappear and follow the rules of time?
They weren't as strong as Yatos. They were old-fashioned, fighting only with their outdated swords. They were stubborn, always pruning that Bushido of them... but, somehow, they had captivated his attention and gained his respect. He, ancient Captain of the Harusame's 7th Division and ally of Takasugi Shinsuke the leader of the Kiheitai, he, member of the Yato tribe and older brother of Kagura... Kamui.

As he walked the streets in the shade of his umbrella, he was amused to see so many people busying themselves over all and nothing without paying the slightest attention to the bloody killer that he was.
Well, of course, not like common people, even more weak earthlings, could have known him or even have heard his name... It was a bit sad to see them so happy, so carefree around him while he could snap their neck in the blink of an eye, pierce their heart before they could even understand and make their blood spurt like rain...
Sad and... relieving at the same time.

Yes, Kamui felt relieved.
Edo's air felt refreshing to his lungs and soothing to his worn-out heart... Indeed, no wonder his weak little sister loved it so much! Here, he was almost forgetting who he really was... what, he really was. Plus, Earth was certainly full of food he was drooling over...

Standing in front of the building, he lifted his head and contemplated the signboard.
"Yorozuya Gin-chan".
So it was here... Blue eyes glued over the words, he was soon interrupted by a voice calling to him.

To his surprise, the 'girl' was no one else than a robot. He could tell easily as he couldn't sense any aura –or feelings- coming from her... that, and the fact that her ears were shaped like headphones...

The robot maid was politely asking him if he was lost and, perhaps needed some help. At first, he blinked at her unexpected question.

Then, his trademark smile sprouted on his face, his eyes almost closing themselves in the process.
-In fact… I'm looking for someone, he explained.

~…~

Seated on the blue couch of the main room, Kamui patiently waited for the Yorozuya to return.

-Flashback-

When he told her that he was Kagura's brother, the robot maid's eyes flashed.

Suspicious, his smile didn't waver, but his eyes opened slightly enough to study her moves and intentions.

Yet, without the time for him to react, her hand disappeared and transformed itself into a syringe before to prick his arm.
In the blink of an eye, she had achieved to take some blood from him until he abruptly pushed the syringe away, jumping a few step back at the same time. His posture showed that he was now ready to fight against the mechanical girl anytime.

Instead, her hand came back, as fast as it had disappeared, and a piece of paper soon came out from her mouth like a sheet from a printer.
-AnAlyZe CoMpLeTe! MaTcHiNg DNA IdEnTiFiEd: EnTrY AlLoWeD.

He blinked at the maid who casually got upstairs, inviting him to follow her as if nothing happened.

-Back in present-

Alone in the quiet apartment, Kamui looked all around him, noticing the "sugar content" frame hanging above the window

The furniture, decoration, and building itself were unknown to him as all he had ever known were hi-tech warships and memories of his old made-of-stone house... He had no clue whatsoever about Earth or Japan, but still found the whole thing rather old-looking, albeit quite nice.

After some time that looked like an eternity, he felt sleepy -and a bit hungry.

Hopefully, the boring silence was interrupted by the sudden sliding of the entrance door.
-Geez, you're so heavy already! Why can't you climb the stairs when you can walk by yourselves, huh?!

Kamui's heart skipped a beat when he recognized the man's voice.

That's right, how could he ever forget?
He remembered once again the reason why he came here, in Edo. It was to meet, once again, the man who stopped him from achieving his goal to kill his own father -he was so close to it on that day...

But, then, that man came from nowhere and began to tell his own story, talking about things like family, pains, and fears, as if he was reading an open book, and not any kind of book, no...
It was the book of Kamui's heart, the one where he had kept hidden his most painful and treasured memories, his most secretive feelings and all the things he tried so hard to forget for all these years...

As unbelievable as it was, the Yato, in fact, only wished for one thing.
That wish was to protect the things he was holding dear to him, since the little boy that he once was, couldn't bear the fear to feel that pain one more time...

Because he was seeing his father as the main culprit for that same pain, the only 'dear' thing left to him now was his weak and crybaby of a younger sister, Kagura.

Every time Kamui saw her, she was getting stronger and growing more and more to look like their beloved deceased mother... Somehow, it was a bit scaring to see such a brat slowly turning into a woman that was her spitting image.

Well, only in appearance, because Kagura still had the temper of a kid, always talking about 'family' and so on... It was boring -not say annoying- to always hear the same things coming out from her mouth...

How dare she call him an 'idiot big brother' anyway, huh?!

How dare she disturb his heart so much when he thought he didn't care anymore?

How dare she fight against her own brother and raise her fists, making him lose his rage and will to crush everything apart?

How dare she cry on him like the baby she had always been?

How dare she win over him like that...

Yes. Now he was sure of it. Kamui knew the fault was that man one... the man whose name was written on the wooden plate hanged next to the entrance door...

The Yorozuya Sakata Gintoki.

After the birth of his second child –a boy, just as his wife had wished for- Gintoki couldn't stay peacefully at home while taking care of their kids.

First, though he really loved them deeply, it was a tiring task and his wedding with Tsukuyo didn't wipe off his laziness for all that...
Next, though her pay was quite nice, he didn't want to rely only on the blonde's job and still wanted to pursue his own one as the Yorozuya, along with Shinpachi and Kagura.

When Gintoki and Tsukuyo were both working, one of them would drop the kids to one of their babysitters.
Then, after her service, Tsukuyo would get the kids at her old place –and incidentally Hinowa's house- and bring them back home with her, up to the surface at Gintoki's apartment.
Sometimes, when she would get back too late, it was Gintoki who would drop them at Otose's place, until he would get them back after his job was done.

The granny was almost in heaven when she had learned about Tsukuyo's second pregnancy! Of course, she was now more than happy to busy herself with kids that she considered like her own grandkids: Izami, the eldest daughter, and Setsuna, the youngest son of Tsukuyo and Gintoki.

~…~

On that day, Gintoki had taken his children with him on a little stroll and stopped for a short time at Shinpachi's house. Kagura always loved to play with them –she sometimes called them her little sister and little brother- and they obviously also loved to play with the giant dog, Sadaharu.

Izami was three years old and he could tell she would grow into a real beauty. She had the beautiful purple eyes of her mother with long straight silver hair. Ah! How much he had thanked God, Buddha and Izanami herself at the fact that he hadn't cursed his first child with a perm!

Needless to say that he was rather depressed to see that Setsuna wasn't as gifted as his sister... The boy -who got his second birthday not long ago- had the same half-lidded red eyes than him and, sadly, the same hair... though they were more messy than curly, actually. Sometimes, Gintoki felt like looking at his younger self.

On his way back home, each of his hands was holding a way smaller one, and his legs were careful not to walk too fast.

When he arrived at his apartment, he had no choice but to carry both the kids upstairs. Setsuna, though he could already walk by himself, was far too small to climb the wooden steps. Izami on the other hand, could get up and down as she pleased –she nevertheless always gripped tightly the railing- but often pouted so her beloved daddy would carry her too...

When Gintoki overcame the last step, he dropped the kids down while panting a little. Walking to the door, he grumbled like his usual self in an attempt to forget about his body slowly growing old -he was almost 30 after all...
-Geez, you're so heavy already! Why can't you climb the stairs when you can walk by yourselves, huh?!

Just as he slid the door open, Izami rushed inside while throwing her shoes in the entrance. The samurai sighed at her never-ending energy. Somehow, it reminded him of Kagura and her cheerful but violent behavior...

After helping Setsuna with his shoes, he removed his buckled boots and began to walk in the corridor. Seeing the girl as if she was frozen with her small hands on the fusuma barely open, he raised an eyebrow.
-What are you waiting for?

In a swift move, he slid it wider before to freeze in his turn, his face darkening at the sight.
-Kamui...
-Hi there~ O-Samurai-san~

Fufufufu... what's gonna happen next? Will they fight? Will they kill each other?
Well, you'll know in the next chapter! :p

Please, let me know what you thought about this first chapter!

Oh, right... Tama's way of speaking won't be always like this. This time she spoke like a computer because she was more or less stating what she was doing, not really "talking" to Kamui... ahem... is that clear enough?

Sadly, I won't be able to update on every Monday as I did with "Love as Death blahblahbla" (this title is way too long, damn it! Why did I choose another damn too long title for this new fic by the way?!) because of many many things...

BUT, I will nevertheless update as soon as I can and am already working on the 2nd one while you're reading this!

See you soon!