天窓椿:Skylight Camellia

Special Note: Did anyone notice the part when Hijikata handed the shiny object to Hijikata? Well, it's a super big hint, go re-read if you don't get it, I don't plan to state out the obvious.

A/N: This time it's special-I finally have some free time to do my favorite activity-writing a story. Happy (belated) Chinese New Year by the way! How was everyone's cny? (Even though some of you guys don't celebrate it). Lol, I just want to ask(whether have I succeeded as a FF writer- did a describe properly by 'showing' and not 'telling'? My English teacher taught me that we should be 'showing' not 'telling'.

Oh yeah, warning: this chapter is going to be… the last 'T' rated chapter in this month?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything; by the way, I wonder what would Sorachi-sensei think when he reads this- I mean, he's gonna be like, wow, this person is mad.

Thanks for the reviews/favourites/alerts. (:

P/S: This chapter is from Kagura's POV.

Enjoy;

Vociferate III: Resolve & Punishment

I rubbed my swollen eyes. I must be dreaming. This isn't true, right? I try pinching myself. Ow, it hurts.

"Tsk tsk tsk, my dear imouto-chan, hurting yourself would do no good to either of us," my baka-nii-chan spoke in a relaxed tone, but I knew he was dead serious. I took a deep breath. Then, I decided to ask.

"Why am I here?" I demanded, I needed to know the answer-I can't stay at this crappy place- I mean, I don't want to be here!

He took a long time to respond. I stare into his clear cerulean orbs-the same blue as mine. This is wrong-he's wrong… how could he love me in such a way? He's sick!

"… You belong here, and you're not leaving, we're getting married soon." He claimed, which made me jump up in shock and did the only thing in my mind right now-punch him.

He managed to grab hold of my hand before my fist hit his face. With my hands being tied down, I turned on to use my right foot to hit him. However, he dodged that. Tsk, what an annoying bastard!

"Let me go!" I screeched, as I tried to struggle myself free. He held on to my left hand, pulling me closer to him, to look straight on at him. He used his other hand to support my back, and forced a kiss on my lips. When he did that, my eyes grew larger, I didn't close it.

"Mmph…!" he muffled my screams with his tongue. My attempts to push him away were futile-once again; I am being captured by him. He deepened the kiss, and swirled our tongues together, before pushing it away, and throwing me on the bed.

I panted, and wiped my lips with my hand.

"You bastard!"

He only chuckled, and sat on the corner of the large bed. The room was dim-lit, but I could still manage to grasp the surroundings. The polka-dot pinkish-blue wallpaper on the room made me wonder-was my brother that perverted or that gay, and without thinking, I questioned, for a second, forgetting about what had just happened.

"What's with the wallpaper?"

"This is your room," he replied, not really paying attention, with his hands on his lap, and head resting on his hands.

"Bring me back," i said, emotionless, and yet, I knew what his reply is, if he's going to be that way, then even if I have to force my way back, I will.

"Imuouto-chan, you should know my answer," he paused, and then with a swift action, he pinned me down to the bed, it all happened in a split second- I didn't even notice him moving. The fact of this astonished me, but yet somehow I knew, and I was afraid now-of what he's going to do. He tilted my chin, to face him again.

"I'll have you know the consequences of defying me…if you ever dare… share I let you experience a little bit of it?" he whispered, smiling.

That sentence sent shivers down my spine. My silky cheongsam was starting to get wet. Sweat trickled down my forehead, even though the air condition was at an extremely cold temperature. My eyes darted around the spacious room, trying my very best not to face him. I didn't expect my brother could be that terrifying.

He clutches my chin to face him, and look him in the eye. At first, I refused to- I was apprehended of being intimidated by him. I noticed that dilatorily, he was examining my features. His eyes scanned through my face, like investigating a certain lab rat.

I felt disgusted, so I pushed his hand away-surprisingly, it wasn't hard to do so at all.

Slowly, he proceeded to move slowly to me. I gasped. I prayed for an interruption- any!

Please!

"What is it?" he literally bellowed towards the servant who was at the door. I shook in fear and jumped out slightly.

I took a quick glance at him- his eyes blazed-with a certain type of anger and frustration. It seemed to me that my savior is about to be in hot-soup. The bed shook, and we were still in that embarrassing position. I huffed, and managed to push him off me.

"W-well … uhm, the headquarters require your presence…" he stuttered, bowing down. He too was dressed in traditional Yato- like clothes.

"When?" he roared, the servant too- jumped up. Even though he was smiling, you could witness the vibes and the air around him is heavy and dark.

"R-right now, sir," the eunuch answered, lowering his head. He got off the bed, and followed the way the castrated man pointed. The automatic door opened, and revealed the walkway. It was a broad walkway, and it definitely seemed too long for me to measure-there looked as if there was no exit towards the other end.

"Baka-nii-chan, I want him," I pointed at the servant, "to accompany me,"

His eyebrows arched in surprise, but swiftly, it reverted to his usual look.

"Fine," he allowed, waving his goodbye to me. "Take good care of my imouto-chan, or your head will roll,"

"Ye-yes!"

He sauntered out of the locked room. I had a motive- I planned to use the servant to find out more information about this ship, and of course, an escape route. I hadn't figured that it would be this easy convincing him to allow this servant to stay. Since I reckoned that he wouldn't be back for a long while, I rambled towards the sofa near the 5-feet tall casement, beckoning him to follow.

He bowed down and continued, and we went to the lounge-like venue inches away.

"You're a eunuch aren't you?" I questioned straight-to-the-point. I didn't particularly like beating around the bush, so there was it. My hand was pressed against my half of face, as my elbow was on the side of the sofa.

He nodded. "Baka-nii-chan sure treats you badly, right? How did I get on this ship?"

He shook his head. "My utmost apologies, Ojou-sama, I cannot reveal this to you."

I could feel my eyebrows twitch. So he's going to be the type that won't reveal anything right? Fine! I'll make him!

"Hey, what's your name?"

My talk with him was… surprisingly pleasant. My inner gut informs me that I'm not going to leave the ship for quite awhile, so might as well, find someone to kill time. I learnt a couple of things from him. Firstly, escaping would be futile, because one could easily get lost in the large Harusame ship compartment. Secondly, the wedding would be held about a month after this. Lastly, my brother wouldn't forgive anyone who defies him, of course, I know, even for me.

I got thirsty, and he went to find some tea to serve me.

Living with Gin-chan, I would never get servants waited on me and eat all the rice I want. For the first time in my life, I don't feel a tiny bit famished. I never wanted this life-I thought that I could finally obtain peace when I started living with Gin-chan, Shinpachi, Anego, and many others. Looks like it wouldn't be occurring; actually, I haven't given up any hope, I'd capture it, and never let it go.

I will face up to him-later. My ego doesn't permit me to give in.

Light footsteps could be heard. The servant must be coming back. I gazed out of the window, watching the stars glimmer. We are in space… so different from the skies I used to gaze on earth, at Yorozuya Gin-chan's roof. My eyes began to water when I thought about them… especially that Sadist.

"Ojou-sama, May I serve you some tea?" he queried, staring intently at me. It appeared to me that he was mesmerized by me, which was impossible-since I knew, or I thought, that I wasn't much of a hot chick.

"What? You probably think I'm so hot right?" I joked, laughing. The servant blushed, and scratches his head, and nods.

"My apologies Ojou-sama, you do look ravishing," he stated. Never in my life I had received such a sweet compliment! That made me flush so red like a tomato.

"Th-thanks" I mumbled a reply, trying to be modest for a person receiving such a compliment.

"Hey," I attempted to start another conversation off this awkward situation. "You're not really a eunuch right? You faked it right?" I queried, randomly blurting out anything that's in my mind. This was really random. After I blurted that out, my eyes glanced around the room edgily.

"…Ho-how did you know?"

It stunned me. I thought it was guess a random guess, or rather my instinct told me. My eyes widened, but slowly, changed back into the same look I gave him. It was silent. Neither of us spoke. I decided to break the silence.

"… You're a spy?" I closed my eyes, not knowing what to respond.

More silence.

"…You're right." He merely stated, and the 'right' word faltered. I took in a breath. I guess the saying that anego told me about women's guts or instinct was quaintly correct. I nodded, and the 'ah' word escaped my lips. It slowly curved into a smirk.

"We're on the same boat… I guess." I blurted, unconsciously. I was unaware that I spoke that, and I was in a trance. I was still unable to accept the fact that I'm on the Harusame pirate ship.

"Ojou-sama… please be wary of him. My master isn't a person to mess with, especially if one defers his will," he cautioned me, with a worried look. I gave in a weak smile. My baka-nii-chan certainly has changed. He used to be this gentle, meek and kind.

So that's why he wouldn't leek any of his information out. We resumed our conversation. His blue eyes sparkled whenever I let out a laugh or gave him a simple smile. He would blush occasionally. He was that kind of male who was considered…cute I guess.

"So you live with Gin-chan, Sadaharu and Shinpachi? It sure sounds fun," he inferred, giving me a shy grin. I was chatting with him about my everyday life on earth. He said that he had never visited earth before, and asked me for a quick overview of it. I described my everyday life as fun and appealing. The sadist often appeared in my adventures, and I would blush whenever we talk about him.

I wanted an escape from this place, back to the place where I belonged. The conversation with him lasted for quite awhile, I didn't keep track of time. It refrained me from wondering what happened and how I was brought here.

I took his ribbon that tied his hair and ran off. He followed me, trying to catch up with him. He accidentally tripped and ended up cornering me with both his hands on the ground. His cheeky smile was still there, and I surrendered. Something shiny reflected light on his hand, but I didn't notice what it was. He smiled, as he leaned in. I was in a state of shock. What was he doing? Just as our lips meet, I managed to push him back.

The door clicked open without notice, while it did; I was caught off guard and was happily chatting with the servant. It might have seemed that I was attempting to initiate the kiss.

"You're back" I narrowed my eyes, frowning; I held back my desire to mutter an 'hmph'. While completely forgetting the position I'm in.

The servant stood up and bowed, before retreating to my back. The smile in my face was long gone and he was staring intently at the servant. He signaled the servant to leave the quarters. So we are back to square one. The anger in his eyes were quite obvious but I pretended that I didn't saw it. Somehow, something that hadn't ended up my fault had became mine in his mind.

"… How did I get here?" I questioned, straying away from his eyes. I still didn't have the courage to face him. I was a coward, and I wanted to change the topic.

"You loss the fight. I had the right to take you here," he paused "I carried you here… of course." He strolled on to the area where I sat, sitting directly next to him.

"You're a baka." I commented, facing the glass panels, counting the stars in the sky.

"Enough about me, what's with the talk with that eunuch? What were you doing?" he interrogated, surveying me and my expressions carefully. He wasn't going to let this matter drop alright. I just hope that I don't drag him down.

"Nothing, I got bored, and talked with him. He fall down, and we ended up in that position" I let out a sigh, and rolled my eyes at him. What else? Did he think that I was a slut?

"Oh really? I shouldn't really have allowed him to chat with you… considering that he's a spy, and on top of that, he's not castrated." He pointed out giving me the same smile that sent me creeps. I gasped, unable to respond to his statement.

"And you were testing my patience, weren't you? Shall I continue from where I left?" his eyes glimmered with a tint of wrath.

I moved back more into a chair. The only table that is separating me away from him seemed like a short distance. My inner-gut is shouting to tell me to scram, run, and escape. I'm afraid that my ego and pride wouldn't allow it. The two inner forces in my body argued.

My eyes were looking from left to right, and they were staring on the ground now. Finally, I made my lunatic but… heroic response.

"Don't hurt him!" I yelled, blinking. There was another moment of silence, before he spoke. But this time, it didn't last long, as I had expected.

"Well… well, looks like you are smitten by the male servant," his usual smile came back, and he immediately pounced on me, after the sentence. I stared straight into his eyes. My principles were supporting my pride and ego to overpower my inner gut. Fear is not in my dictionary currently.

"I'm not! He's innocent! I initiated the talk you baka-nii-chan! You're such an asshole!" I squalled, like a child.

He cupped my chin, and breathed. "Punishment will be given to both him and you," he whispered into my ear, before forcing a fierce kiss. I was pushing him away like a few hours ago. This time, there would be no miracles. The fear that was locked deep in my heart begins to spread in my blood, embedding in them.

I was determined this time. I would have him begging on his knees.

"Imouto-chan … your personality molds you into an unbreakable doll. I would like to see… if I can break you, your barriers, your trust, your heart, and the Shinsengumi officer, along with your new found love, that man-servant," he uttered. I shuddered at the thought of this, but that did not waver my resolve.

"Before punishing you… I'll let you be the audience for his punishment, shall I?" he gave me a dangerous smirk. Oh no. oh no… please tell me this isn't occurring! I just had a talk with the servant! That fucking bloody baka bastard onii-chan that had a stick in his ass didn't have to do this. Oh my. What have I done?

"Wa-wait, baka-onii-chan, spare him, he's innocent!" the air in the room became tense again. I saw red.

"He tried to kill you," then there was shock. I didn't believe my ears. But certainly, there was something shiny… maybe it was a knife.

"… I don't believe you" my voice betrayed me. With that, he clicked his fingers. The metallic door was open and a tied and bruised man servant was brought in.

He spit out a mixture of blood and saliva. He gave me a smirk. He no longer had red hair like us, but a blonde one.

"Yo, hime-sama, looks like my time's up." He still smiled that cheeky smile to me, that informal tone surprised me, but finally I can see the real him.

"Initially I wanted to kill you, but I couldn't you see, you were too bright for me, like a shining sun, even though we only spent a few hours together, but your light has stimulated my somber heart." He admitted, still smiling, and still looked happy.

I blushed, and tears couldn't stop falling. "Thanks for being a stupid till the end, friend," I gave him my brightest smile I could muster up. It turned out quite ugly though, I think. He laughed.

My baka-nii-chan was still humane enough to let him finish that speech before his anger took over his body. My sadness was in a myriad of items, my baka-nii-chan's ruthlessness, my friend's betrayal, death, and the list goes on. What is the overwhelming sadness that I've never felt before? I don't know.

"Imouto-chan… I'm punishing you after clearing this rubbish out of the room," he stated, stoic. I pursed my lips. A storm is brewing, and knowing me, I would definitely initiate a battle before giving in. Whether I would win or not-determines the fine line between losing and keeping my virginity, I presume.

I gave him a sarcastic simper.

"Bring it on; we'll see who gets punished."

Ending note: Finally. I got it done. This chapter is not a filler. I wanted to strengthen Kagura's resolve. I wouldn't want a doll that can break easily. As much as I admire female characters with strong wills, I want to break them. But at the same time, I want to send men begging on their knees. The next chapter would be a fun write for me.

Oh yes, the oc didn't had a name because I didn't plan to include him in any other chaps anymore. I don't like putting OCs in my FFs, but had no choice, so i killed him on the spot... after some scenes. Pretty bad, aren't I? lmao.

For those who are looking forward to the M part, well, you're going to have a fun time reading too. Alright no more spoilers.

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ANewNameMoreProfound: Thanks for the review. I don't know whether this chap is gonna be any good though... :) please continue your support though!

Until next time then,

Daylite.