Ever have one of those times when you are dying for something to write and... viola! You get your idea? But then you realize... crud! You have homework to do and you have to go to work in fourty minutes? No? Well, this arose in one of those moments. And, despite the fact I graduate in a week and a half, I am still a procrastinator! Write GetBackers instead of physics homework! A'right!

This, by the way, is my first EVER GetBackers fanfic. I know I do not have a lot of info pretaining to them just yet because I have been really busy and haven't been able to study it. What with graduation, cosplays, skits, dealing with a sick best friend, cons and homework... so PLEASE forgive me! I know what I write, but I might "misconstrue" some things. But, for sure, the characters of Miyuki and Koshiki (as well as another added one later) exist in Naruto-senpai's imagination. And, as I understand of it, not the story line. Ergo, FORGIVE ME!

This is promised to be good, so please read!

Disclaimer: I do not own GetBackers... nothing except the first five manga and a heart attached to Gin-san (metaphorically). BEGIN!

"Ah..."

"Hold still, Gin-san."

"Ugh... ah... ah!"

"Ginji, stop moving!"

"I... can't (pant)... help it (pant)... Ban-chan..."

"Yes, you can." Mido Ban-kun was about to lose his erection to annoyance. As he tried to adjust Ginji's body to make room for himself, Ginji would not stop gasping and flopping around. It would have made Ban harder if he was not busy getting frustrated. It was not so much his hormones that led him to jump (once again) his best friend, as it was the need to release his stress.

Not that hormones had nothing to do with it.

"Ban..." Ginji breathed out, his eyes half closed. He tried to keep his body steady, but the smallest touch of Ban's fingertips sent shivers throughout his veins. As the blond-haired ex-Volt leader's movements became more under control, Ban was able to focus on his boner. Looking down at Ginji, hormones soar as he saw his shinyou's flushed cheeks and witnessed his heavy panting. Smirking, Ban removed his lubed fingers from Ginji's ass.

"Alright, Ginji-kun. Ya ready?"

"Ha- hai." Ginji gulped. Pressing his hands on Amano-kun's legs, Ban kept him steady, Mere seconds before he thrust himself into his best friend, he heard a light bzzt.

"GODDAMMIT, GINJI!"

(The Honkey Tonk- AKA. Pore's Place)

"Well, well. If it isn't the leader of the infamous GetBackers himself." Pulling out a seat, the metal legs screeched across the tiled floor, making a sound not unlike fingernails across a chalkboard. "What's up, Ban-kun?"Said Getbackers' eyes travelled over to his addresse, looking cold and menacing. He did nothing for several moments except glare. Finally, lowering his glasses, Ban turned to face the person beside him.

"What the hell do you want, Hevn-san? I'm not in a good mood." Half-smirking, Hevn-san gave a curt nod.

"Hai. I know. Ginji called me." At the mention of his commrade's name, Ban visibly twitched. Satisfied she had found yet another way of annoying him, she continued. "He wanted me to find you and ask if you're going back."

"I'm not going anywhere near that freak!" Ban exclaimed, slamming his fist onto the countertop and rattling his glass. Pore glanced up over his sunglasses momentarily before going back to drying off cups.

"You and Ginji-kun have a fight?" Hevn inquired. The leader of the GetBackers flinched. Leaning in closer, Mido-san could feel Hevn's perfect breasts press against his arm. He tried to die away his boner by keeping his mind focused on his estranged lover. "Did he do something bad to you, Ban-chan?"

"That little bitch shocked me." Ban replied angrily. "I was just about to fuck him and he shocked me!" Hevn was mildly surprised. She pulled away from the brunette chain-smoker as Pore placed her usual drink on the table in front of her. Lifting it, she casually let the liquid lap against the slice of lemon before she took a sip.

"I don't think he meant to."

"That's not the point! He never means to!" Ban snapped.

"Well, ya know, Ban-chan," Hevn smirked. "You do make that boy awfully excited." She glanced sideways but was disappointed to see the comment had not phased her friend. Eyes still dangerously narrowed, he gulped down the remainder of his drink. Reaching into his pocket, Mido removed a half-empty box of Malboro's and a lighter. He tried continuously to get a light, but all that was made were some usless sparks. Hevn watched, slightly worried at Ban's dark demeanor. "Ban," she finally got up the courage to ask as his annoyance escalated. "Why are you mad at Ginji? It was just a little shock to your finger; barely more than 100 volts. It's not like he castrated your penis with lightning."

"I don't give a shit." Ban grumbled. "He ruined it."

"Ruined what?"

Lowering the lighter, Ban removed his cig before glancing over at the trouble-bringer. "I was trying to get rid of my stress. That damn punk had to go and shock me and ruin everything." Putting the cigarette back in his mouth, the brunette commenced with his futile attempt to light it.

"...is that all Ginji is to you now?" Ban did not answer. "If that's true, what are you still doing with him? You're hurting him if you don't care about him anymore. You know he still loves you, right?" The last statement struck a chord within Mido's short-fuze brain. Throwing down his lighter, it ricocheted off the countertop, landing behind the bar. Hevn's pupils dialated as she backed away instinctively. In a rage, Ban jumped to his feet.

"DON'T FUCKING PREACH TO ME, HEVN!" He yelled, startling her even more. "I'm not in a good goddamned mood, so shove it!" Thus said, he stormed out, the door flapping loudly behind him.

Several minutes after his departure, Hevn and Pore remained silent. Although she did not know it, Hevn was trembling in fear. Placing his hand gently on the beautiful woman's shoulder, the long-haired bishoujo jumped.

"Relax." Pore smiled.

"He... he was so mad. I've never seen him that angry before."

"He's still a kid. They'll be more times." Pore smirked.

"But..."

Shaking his head, the barkeep stated, "Let it go. What Ban and Ginji do is their business. They can handle it." Hevn slowly nodded her head. Smiling again, Pore asked, "Did Ginji-kun really call you?"

The flawless beauty chuckled softly, resting her chin in her palm. "The kid was bawlin' like a baby."

(Scene change)

You're hurting him if you don't care about him anymore. You know he still loves you, right? Hevn's words rang throughout Ban's head as, cigarette finally lit, grey smoke descended and momentarily clouded his vision. Angry, Ban clenched his left fist, digging his fingernails into his palm. Who the hell knows why Ginji and I are still together. We've been together so long, it's habit. It had certainly crossed Ban's mind more than once before. Did he even care about his best friend anymore? He knew Ginji was still in love, but his own feelings were not as strong as they used to be. Recently, all he had been doing was getting mad at him. The very sight of the blond teen seemed to get on his nerves.

Maybe we should just break up for good.

(Later)

It had started to pour as Ban pulled his car into the parking lot of the apartment complex he shared with his best friend. He had resolved to call it quits to their relationship. Seeing the rain only brought a certain poetic justice to the events about to occur.

"How ironic," Ban muttered to himself as he got out of the car. "Raining when the relationship began, raining when it ends."

Making his way up to the apartment, Ban started to feel a little uneasy. Thinking it was only anxiety, he ignored it. However, as he got closer to the door, the escalating feeling of dread seemed to be harder to push aside.

Thrusting his key into the lock, Ban went inside the apartment. "Ginji!" he called. No response. "Ginji, come out here! We need to talk!"

Still nothing.

Tch-ing his tongue against the roof of his mouth, Ban's eyes narrowed. How childish and completely typical of Gin-san: hiding when something important comes up. That idea struck Ban before he noticed the paper on the table. Picking it up, he read the contents aloud.

"Ban: I don't know where you are, but I called Hevn-chan to look for you. Please don't be mad at me. I went for a walk; be back later. Love, Ginji." The ending (love) only added aggrivation to Ban's attitude. Tossing aside the paper, he headed for the bathroom to splash water on his face in a futile attempt to wash away his frustration.

When Ban came out, he saw the flashing red light of the answering machine. Looking at it in momentary confusion, he did not know who would leave a message for him and Ginji; primarily because the phone avalible for their service was Ban's cell. Reaching out, he pressed the button to play the message.

"Mido Ban-kun: This is the Volts. We have taken Amano Ginji as our hostage. We're not asking for money, but merely calling to inform you you shouldn't expect to see this bastard again. Unless-"

"BAN-CHAN!" Ban froze as he heard his boyfriend's scared voice in the background. "Ban, don't do anything! These guys; they're horri- GAUCH!" The GetBacker froze as he heard the noise that only could have resembled someone kicking Ginji's stomach. As the blond GetBacker coughed, the sadistic voice continued his message. "The only time you will see this boy again is in the morgue; just do not expect to I.D. the body."

"BAN!" Ginji tried again. "Don't come save me! Just stay away!"

"Shut the hell up, you little shit!" The muffled sounds of kicking came again and Ban heard his lover wimpering lightly before the connection was cut off.

"Gin...ji...!"

Owari (chapt.1)

Chapter two was written while I was working. By me, not magically. This is not the story of the Elves and the Shoemaker, except dealing with shinigami and a working ninja. Nu-uh. Though that would be cool... too... :heehee: I will type up capitulo dos later. I need sleep now. Oyasumi, minna! Ja ne!

Oh, yeah. REVIEW THIS!

Signed, N-S