#day3 future

“Scurry along.” she shooed a man who was about to sit next to her in the bar stool, who from the looks of it, wasn’t backing down. “I’m warning you, bucko, don’t bother me right now.” she said, giving him a heinous glare in hopes that he’d leave her be. That only made him all the more interested, taking the seat right next to her without even caring about her warnings. 

“Do you want me to buy you a drink?” he asked, the classic question that most girls would respond with a no to. However, Kagura was different from most girls and said yes. 

“A beer for the lady and one for me, please.” he beckoned the bartender, who responded with a swift nod. Kagura briefly scanned his features, taking into account that he seemed at least ten years older than her, which might even be a stretch on her part. 

Kagura rested a hand on her face and stared off in the other direction, feeling the man’s gaze on her but only hoping he’d keep quiet and eventually leave if she shunned him. That tactic doesn’t usually work, but it was worth a shot. 

“So, pretty lady, I haven’t seen you around these parts. Are you new?” he wondered, but she didn’t respond at all. 

“Do you want me to walk you home? Or perhaps we could go do something else.” he said. She knew what he was implying but only turned his way to get the glass of beer that the man had offered, naught else. 

“It’d be best if you don’t ignore me.” he said. She could tell that the man was getting mad from his tone but that was all part of the amusement. She had a rough day, might as well take it out on somebody else without even saying a word. 

What she did not expect though was for the man to knock his bar stool over and grab her roughly by the shoulders, yanking her in his direction. All eyes turned towards them, the customers at the bar intrigued by what had just went down. The man gave her an aggravated glare, clearly unimpressed with the girl’s attitude. 

“Listen when a man talks, bitch.” he spat, causing Kagura’s blood to boil immediately after he spoke. Oh, he didn’t just pull that card on her, did he? He had the nerve to do so, in front of an entire group of people. Everyone knew what was coming for him, and yet he was completely oblivious to what was going to unfold. 

Kagura, with her hand closest to the bar, gripped the beer he had bought for her, and with one swift motion, she poured it over his head.  The crowd of people present erupted with laughter, entertained by one mere gesture. “I’m a bitch, huh? Better than being a pig.” she cackled, pulverizing the glass with her fist and letting the remnants sprinkle on top of his head. 

“Don’t mess with me.” she whispered into his ear, picking up the umbrella from the counter-top and making her way towards the exit. The man still stood idly, speechless and awestruck by her actions. Indeed, she was force to be reckoned with, and even then she hadn’t done much. 

As soon as Kagura stepped through the doors, she did not expect to hear an all too familiar voice mock her. “Not a pig, huh? You sure do seem like one, though. You ‘ought to double check yourself.” he said. Kagura glanced to her right, finding a guy who had changed way too drastically in appearance. Sure, he did the same thing he always did, leaning sideways against the wall with his arms folded, but he grew his hair even longer than hers. 

“I didn’t know this bar was a Kenshin Himura cosplay convention. My apologies, it’s a good thing I left then.” she remarked, taking in his more masculine stature. His face was as deadpanned as ever, possessing no hint of concern but his voice was laced with playfulness, as always. She guessed that it was true that most boys don’t grow up until they’re far older. She knew that firsthand when she lived with Gintoki. Her heart began to ache at the thought of him, but she held in her emotions, not wanting to revisit the thought of their long gone caretaker. 

“So what are you doing at a bar at 2AM?” he asked, sounding a lot like the police officer he used to be.

“None of your business. I’m wondering though myself why you’d be hanging out right outside this very door at such an hour?” she inquired, a smile twinging at the corner of her lip but staying tame. 

“I was just lurking around, searching for any criminals who ever so happened to impose their way into other’s lives, when I heard a commotion going on from this bar. I should’ve guessed it was one of the two of you from the Yorozuya–”

“The Yorozuya is no more. Don’t even talk about it.” she bit back, resting the fairly large umbrella on her shoulder and opening it wide. She began to walk away, heading to who knows where to sleep. 

Sougo, not wanting to let this opportunity go, ran under the umbrella with her, evoking a rather negative response from the woman.

“G-get out of here, you idiot! There’s a clear reason why I don’t want to talk to you!” she said, shoving him out lightly, only for him to quickly get back under.

“And that reason would be?” he asked, causing her to scowl. 

“That you’re a complete and utter idiot and I don’t want to talk to you.” she stated. Nonetheless, he couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t being as forceful, rather it seemed she wanted someone to talk to. He could tell from the way her eyes were downcast towards the ground that she had a lot on her mind. To him, it made no sense that she hadn’t tried to punch him yet or sweep him onto his bed. 

“Oi.” he tried getting her attention, succeeding when she slowed her pace and eventually stopped. 

“What?” she responded, taking into account his serious expression. 

“If you need someone to talk to, I’m here. Just thought I’d let you know.” he assures her, his eyes possessing an odd warmth she had yet to see. She fixated her gaze on his eyes, noticing that he was examining her features, probably because they hadn’t even spoken to each other in two whole years. Of course, a teenage girl would develop at least a bit between that time. He had to admit, he definitely could see her as a woman now. His thoughts broke off though as soon as he came to the realization. 

“Well, I’m off.” he concluded awkwardly, finally realizing that they had been lost in each other’s eyes for one long moment. Heat rose into his cheeks, thinking about what he had just done. Not just him though, her as well. 

Kagura stood still, taking in his broad back before he turned around for a brief moment, capturing her azure blue eyes again. 

“Take care.” she muttered, audible enough for him to hear. He was about to walk away when she took a moment to breathe before mustering up enough courage to say the words she truly wanted to convey. “U-um, can we talk tomorrow?” she asked, not caring who heard. Sougo’s eyebrows raised slightly, shocked that she’d take up his offer.