A/N: Hello! Thank you for reading Wherever you are! As a warning, there is some violence and strong words in later chapters so viewer discretion is somewhat advised. Also, although there are no spoilers, the story will make more sense if the latest manga chapters have been read. Thank you!

~meowmeow814

*I do not own Gintama or any manga/ anime and all rights belong to Sorachi Hideaki (the greatest)

The fresh scent of the soil enveloped her. Gentle drizzling enshrouded her, its constant droplets bouncing off the tin roofs dully. A pale porcelain hand slowly unfurled and felt the rain. The ever familiar rain.

A twirl of the hand and the drops sprayed in an arc. A bounce of the feet and the splashes that followed. Kagura smiled wanly at her routine but didn't chide herself. After all, she was one with the rain as it was one with her heart.