Fandom: Getbackers
Summary: A sudden rush of bitter apprehension, a single moment of proximity, can both bring about the most exacting truth. Sometimes just having him close is enough for you to know you own him forever
Title: What's Mine Is Mine
Author: Hana Rui
Genre: shounen-ai
Pairing: Ban Mido x Ginji Amano
Unbreakable. That's what you are.
An un-subdued, wayward beast in a bunny costumewhose unbounded heart can never be tamed.
At least, not by a guy.
Like me.
"Ne, Ban-chan, did you notice how cute Natsumi-chan was this morning?"
Yah, I did notice how you ogled at her all day, practically drooling all over the place.
It's always been girls who are cute for you.
Not guys.
Never me.
"Ne, Ban-chan?"
"Of course! I noticed her even before you did!" Gaudy and arrogant—two fine layers of the pretentious façade I have been laying upon what was left of my manly pride.
Sure, I did notice Natsumi in her new uniform this morning. But only after I realized I had been gazing quite too long and sappily at you.
Have you noticed how irresistibly vibrant, cute—okay, and adorable you grow to be each passing day?
Bet you never did.
Just as you never realized how my damn eyes have been sticking secretly at you these past few days.
And quite dreamily, too, may I add to my further embarrassment.
I know Paul's beginning to get some funny ideas, judging by the way he always gives me that knowing smile whenever he has a chance.
And Hevn, too. That annoyingly perceptive baba-san who even had the nerve to confront and threaten me! ME! It had only been a few days ago after all, and I could still remember every word she spat to my face:
"If you ever hurt Gin-chan in anyway, there'd be hell to pay!"
Judging by the way her inhumanely huge rack shook with each word, you can tell she was deadly serious about it, too. Ch! That woman's never really failed to give me more trouble than she's worth!
So, yeah. Just about everybody who knows us has already reached the heights of Paul's funny ideas. Your cute little crush, Natsumi. That annoyingly overbearing Saru-manshi. The absurdly effeminate Ito-maki. Even his sickeningly loyal blind lover—
Imagine, a blind man! A blind man, Ginji! Whenever I have the misfortune of standing in the path of his sightlessness, I feel like he can see right into my very core. That asshole!
Sometimes, though, I wish you could draw on the perception these people have in excess.
Sometimes I wish you would just notice…
Me.
Staring at you like this.
Pining.
Fawning, though, secretly.
Waiting.
Just waiting right here.
For you.
For your eyes to gaze at me with the same passionate intensity as my own.
For you to just look at me.
Look at me…
DAMMIT, GINJI, JUST LOOK AT ME!
"Ban-chan, do you think I'm ugly?"
I was suckered out of my desperate trance by that question. By his quiet voice of despair and hopelessness. By… the utter stupidity of what he had just said.
Really, Ginji!
"Moron!" My hand automatically flew to the back of his head, violently sending him flying through the windshield and subsequently sliding all the way down the Ladybug's front nuzzle.
Sometimes being strong really did have a few drawbacks.
I scrambled out of the car and ran up front to find Chibi-Ginji's bloated form sprawled face flat on the ground, unmoving and… DEAD?
"GINJI!" I cried with as much apprehension as would've blown my cover all the way out to the farthest cosmos.
Of course, naïve as he was, he didn't notice.
He never did.
"Itai!" he groaned, pressing his hands over a fiercely throbbing lump on his forehead.
I knelt before him and hit him one more time. A light, brotherly punch on the head. One I always dished out whenever there's a need to bring some sense back into it.
An affectionate habit I would never get tired of for as long as I'm with him.
Which, I hope, would be forever.
Excuse my sentimentality. I don't usually get this mushy. Revoltingly mushy. So gay-ly mushy!
I guess, I've really lost a great amount of myself to him.
If not all of me, that is!
Yet.
"Ne, Ban-chan, what did you do that for?" Cascades of tears began streaming down his puffed-out cheeks.
"Why would you ask such a stupid question?" I quipped, my arms aching to hug him right then and there.
He sat up and leaned against the car, still in chibi-form. His ultra deformed lips still further deformed by a juvenile pout.
"Because nobody has ever told me I am otherwise. Kaoru may have liked me, but that's only because I was strong. Well, I think. Because she never did say I was, y'know… that I looked good."
I sat down beside him, repressing the urge to bonk him again.
Whatever blew into his hollow head that got him thinking such crap?
"Maybe… Maybe this is what I get for dumping the one girl who has ever felt that way for me."
"Moron…" was all I was able to say, finally coming to terms with my partner's bitterness.
I wonder, though, why he was so suddenly worrying his little neonate brain out over such a grown-upish matter that didn't seem to bother him before in the first place.
"Everybody's pairing up with somebody else, Ban-chan. Even Natsumi-chan's got someone special already. No more cute girl is left for me! Ne, Ban-chan, how come nobody really wants to hook up with me?"
"Well, there's always Akabane-san," I pointed out at a jeer, my voice low and spooky.
The utterly scandalized Ginji, in all his chibi-kawaii-ness, jumped up and clung onto my shoulder like a hi-tech plushie set into high vibration.
"B-B-B-Ban-chan! Don't s-s-s-s-s-scaaaaare m-m-me like t-that!" he squealed.
I was laughing my guts out when he suddenly let go and shot back to his normal form beside me, a look of childish wonder marring his lovely face.
"Come to think of it, Akabane-san's not been bothering me for some time now. I guess he's gotten tired of me as well…"
Tired my foot! Now that he mentioned it, that ashen imp has not been showing his irascible ass around here lately. That bloody zombie! I bet he knows, too, that's why he's been staying clear off our path!
Having realized, of course, that he didn't stand a chance in battling it out with me, that shady quack doctor turned tail and thought it best to abandon his chances for good.
Gah! Everybody knows he's got a special thing for my partner.
Everybody, except the guy concerned, that is!
Or so it seemed…
"Perhaps… Perhaps I am doomed to be alone forever."
What the—? What's this? Was he, in his insane desperation, considering hitching it up with that vampish Jackal for lack of a better option?
Another slap went smack-dab to his head. "What am I here for, huh?"
I watched him look at me quizzically.
I cleared my throat and looked away, lighting a cigarette to soothe the erratic tension in my nerves.
He looked on, waiting for an answer we all know Ban Mido, the frosty snake-man, greatest coward of love, would never and could never have the courage to say.
At least, not directly. "Heck, you're my partner, after all."
"I know that. I'm sorry, Ban-chan. It's just that, I was thinking…" He gazed up at the vast evening sky and spoke in a quiet voice rimmed with wistful apprehension—and woe, "Someday you're definitely gonna hook up with some girl, get married, have a family… Where would that leave me then, Ban-chan?"
Where else but beside me! Always here beside me!
"I've never had a girlfriend, see. And I bet I never will!"
Of course, I'll make sure you won't, you moron! It's for my own selfish sake!
And probably yours as well.
Or, I hope…
"Ban-chan, I think I'm gonna end up being a lonely spinster for the rest of my life!"
"Ahou, spinster is for women!" I patiently explained, trying hard not to sound too… warm. "What kind of a partner am I if I let you be that way?"
Again, the words rushed out, unbidden and unwanted yet with my level of confidence… And acceptance of…
Of—
A discomfiting amount of heat began pooling on my cheeks. The image of me going red all over made me want to cringe.
I was starting to feel like a high school kid with a crush—
Really, Mido!
"You're never gonna leave me?"
I fixed my eyes at an unknown star and shook my head slightly.
"Even if you get married?"
I simply nodded…
I'm thinking of marrying you!
"Even if you have kids?"
And nodded…
Hell, who needs them anyway? One bratty, hardheaded kid is enough to get me through, thank you very much!
"Will you also have my grave beside yours?"
And nodded again…
I'll even fight my way out of hell just to be with you in heaven!
Urgh! Did I just weave all that sap out?
"Opposite your wife's?"
Feeling I could no longer take much more of this mush-attack—without ending up acting shamelessly on it—I gave him a light pat on the shoulder and stood up, throwing my cigar stick away. "Enough of this nonsense, 'ahou. It's getting late. I do need to sleep, y'know."
And cut it out with the wife already! Can't you see you're the only one I wanna be with? You! You! YOU!
"H-Hai!" He jumped to his feet, at once switching back to his genki old self, cute smile and all. "Ban-chan's made me feel much better!"
I let the littlest of smiles dangle at the tip of my lips for merely hearing that has made me feel better, too. Knowing I have this much effect on him. Such power over his mood. His happiness.
His very life.
Once inside the car, despite the glacial midnight breeze gushing through the now glass-less windshield—and it was for this very reason that we have opted to take the stocky backseat for tonight—I suddenly felt warm all over. Warm and fuzzy, like some bloody Casanova's soul has wantonly taken possession of me.
"Oi, Ginji."
"Hai?"
"I think you are…"
"You think I am what, Ban-chan?"
"I think you look okay." Adorable, in all sense of the word, I was tempted to add, but I simply turned my back on him and curled up on my side of the seat.
It was only a short moment before I felt his arms around me, his hand upon my heart, the warmth of his proximity filling up all the rest of me.
"Thanks, Ban-chan."
I gripped his hand on my chest, tightly as though sealing a lifetime claim on the object of all my pulsating passion and affection.
"I… I love you…," I whispered at a whim, almost at the same time as a light warm breeze from the softest of snores began tickling the back of my ear.
And just when I was feeling brave and inebriated enough with sleep for a little bluntness of the sappiest kind!
I sighed loudly and smiled to myself, this time without restrictions. I pressed his hand closer to my chest, upon the calm, rhythmic beating of my heart and sighed contentedly.
Oh well, perhaps this isn't so bad after all…
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