[closed] - moving to a new place brings all kinds of surprises

[pachintoki]

 Who: Gintoki (Inari) and Kamui
When: Backdated to 
Where: Inari's temple
What: Back after a long time, and a new shinki

[Gintoki was rattled, and it wasn't exactly because he was back in this situation again - this strange place where he was somehow a god, and all the implications that went along with that.  

No, it had a lot more to do with the fact that he'd met his new shinki.  He wasn't even sure if the person who'd been his shinki before - Ross - was with another god now, but this new shinki had him all kinds of disturbed.  

He guessed that's what happened when you learned someone who you'd thought was alive was actually dead.  And had been assigned as some god's afterlife weapon.  Kamui was someone he'd met only a few times, but the implications of him being dead caused enormous worry for Gintoki, not only that the kid was dead but how he'd managed to die.  

He didn't think the baldy had it in him, so this kid must have done something pretty bad to make his own father kill him.  Gintoki had seem Kamui in action.  He knew what the guy could do; and now here he was, playing babysitter to a deadly dangerous guy who couldn't remember his own name.

It was impossibly hard to act normal for the moment, so once he teleports (he missed that, actually) them back to Inari's temple, Gintoki's quiet as he slowly makes his way around the rooms, leaving Kamui on his own for awhile.  Nothing was different from the last time he was here, including a few of Inari-sama's foxes scurrying about.  Where the hell was that god, anyway?

He'll find his room, find his bed, and crash into a pile of pillows and futon.]

Comments

First Meeting

[hellishrabbit]

[This place wasn't here last time Kamui passed these parts, which probably meant a new god had appeared. That also meant a new kitchen.

Except, this fridge sucked ass.]

How is there nothing in here? Do the heavens hate this god?

[pachintoki]

[Nothing had changed much. There were a few things missing from the temple, sure, but as far as the basics -- everything was still here. The storehouses, the rice field -- the sake, and he immediately commandeered a few bottles for himself, taking them back to the house with him. It was al the same.

Even the foxes, a few of which followed him immediately. He almost recognized them.

. . . and the onsen, which he was actually really glad about. He'd need a good soak just about every day to deal with this crap.

He didn't notice the open door until he was walking down the covered walkway towards it. At first, he doesn't think anything of it - probably just the foxes getting too excited.

As he gets closer though, he'll hear a voice and stop. It'll take him a minute to decide what to do, so he stands there puzzling, two bottles of sake in his arms.]

[hellishrabbit]

Hey, you guys have anything else in here?

[He asks one of the foxes, who seems to be panicking about a stranger being in here, but knows it can't do much against Kamui.]

You know..it's not like I'm going to eat you. Ah...can I even do that?

[pachintoki]

[It occurs to Gintoki that his--rather, Inari-sama's temple would have disappeared when he suddenly got sent back to his own reality with no real warning. He's seen it happen with other gods, here, even though so much of what he'd experienced previously felt like a long, strange dream.

The sudden appearance of a temple probably had someone stopping by, out of curiousity. It wouldn't surprise him; he'd stopped by new and vanished sites himself, just to see what was up, to see if there was any piece to an annoying puzzle. The kind where instead of a box of pieces, he just got an empty box.

He'll cautiously stick his head in the doorway, leaning in and looking around the edge of the sliding shoji door. ]

Heeeeey, whoever you are! You got 10 seconds to explain yourself or get the hell out of my house! Leaving would be better, oi!

[He'll move towards the kitchen to set the sake down.]

[hellishrabbit]

[Kamui straightens up from behind the fridge door, looking at the head peering through the doorway. It’s not exactly threatening when you’re mostly hiding.]

I think you’re the one that needs to go out and go shopping. This is kinda sad.

[pachintoki]

[Kamui's response is met with a crash - one of the bottles of alcohol doesn't quite make it to the table in the kitchen, glass shards flung in a few directions as the sake gushes across the wood of the table, dripping to the floor. Gintoki only half chides himself for ruining it, but that's only a distant thought in his mind, completely taken over by the fact that he knows the kid in front of him.

His hand scrambles for the other bottle, not to drop it, as he keeps looking at Kamui square in the face, with eyes slightly wide. ]

. . . Kamui. . .

[He says it quietly, a clear question in the tone. He hadn't met anybody here who knew since his first shinki - someone who didn't remember him, at any rate.

And that's when he feels it - it's a slowly building feeling, like small fires running up his nerves that tells him something he definitely doesn't want to know. Gintoki will ball a fist into his yukata to stop himself from reacting too much, turning away in a contrived effort to look for something to wipe up the mess with. He'll clutch a towel hanging on one of the stone and wood tables along the old fashioned kitchen's wall, and that's when it hits him, painfully.

What the hell happened. Kamui was dead. Kamui was his shinki.

He won't turn around just yet, wiping of his hands on the towel absently.]

[hellishrabbit]

[The sudden sound of glass shattering makes the small foxes jump, though Kamui just looks down as the permed man starts to clean up.]

Is everyone in this temple so skittish? Surely you all are used to seeing dead people.

[He did, however, catch that the other man knew his name.]

...Ah..Are you supposed to my god, then?

[pachintoki]

[this wasn't fair . . .this wasn't fair . . . the phrase kept pushing it's way into his thoughts over and over. This wasn't fair to Kagura, this probably wasn't fair to Kamui, even if the brat had probably done something to deserve dying. But they shouldn't have to lose their family.

Gintoki will squeeze the towel some more, then turn around with the most passive, dead-fish face that he could muster. He'll raise his eye brows in feigned curiousity. ]

Seems that way, so I guess you found your way here after all.

[It's all that he can come up with. The worst thing was that kid didn't remember a damn thing, and Gintoki couldn't even ask him what happened. ]

Welcome to. . . Inari-sama's temple, you know, this [he'll gesture casually.[

--this is it. It's not bad.

[hellishrabbit]

[Kamui studied him for a moment, as if meeting someone he knew.

But in what world would he know a creature with a strange perm and dead eyes?]

Oh...well, it's nice to see you hobo--I mean, kami-sama.