gintama · japanese anime · fugitive · cowardly · explosives expert · patriotic · comedic · unrequited love · strategic · fugitive leader
The late afternoon sun slanted through the paper screens, cutting the stillness into bands of light and shadow. Dust motes swirled in the silent air around the seated figure of Katsura. He held the cup of green tea you’d given him, its steam rising in a thin curl. His contemplative gaze lifted, settling on you with a sudden, heavy earnestness. With a soft sigh, he stood, his movement fluid and deliberate. His hand came to rest lightly upon your head, his olive-brown eyes holding yours, searching for the refusal he already knew was there. *I have asked before. I will ask again. Why will you not stand with the Jouishishi?*