This is lime-ish. Ban/Ginji. Another fic inspired by a friend!
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It had been a long day. Ban didn't think he could recall a day that had dragged him down so much. The Get Backers had finally made enough money to spend on themselves, it seemed almost wrong that they'd only gone to the zoo. Then again, the sweet way Ginji had smiled at the animals made up for it. Course, being whined at about the comment from the "your chibi form looks like that monkey" kind of spoiled some of the joy. But all in all, Ban had to admit, he'd enjoyed the company and even the cheesiness of it all.
But, the 360 had once again got towed, gone to the mysteries of the law. Ban had executively decided to hail a taxi, that was in all rights stopped by Ginji (no one looks twice at Ban it seems, and maybe with good reason). Ban quickly relayed the address of the car garage, before turning to his wallet to see how much money they had left.
"A hundred yen!" Ban spluttered opening his wallet to reveal the only bill staring sadly back up at him. Ginji took this grand opportunity to look out the window at the passing scenery.
"Sir?" The cab driver asked patiently, a slight hint of annoyance lacing his tone.
"Nothing! Just, well, nothing…" He grumbled looking at the meter that had already long since pinged past the amount in his hands. However, where there is a will, there is always a way. And Ban had come up with a most ingenious way.
With a quick look at the rear view mirror, Ban turned on Ginji in a most predatory way. Ginji turned from the window with a little "o" of shock before Ban pounced. He quickly captured the open lips in an earth shattering kiss. Ginji's squeaks of surprise quickly escalated into short deep moans that disturbed the driver no end. Heaven forbid telling them to stop after all, paying customers are paying.
Ban moved beyond Ginji's lips to his neck in a fluid motion, careful of the cramped space in the back seat of the cab car. Meanwhile, Ginji's hands had taken up the task of undoing Ban's shirt buttons while at the same time resisting the urge to simply dig his nails in his shoulders and scream. Ban growled at the fumbling hands and quickly disposed of his shirt while at nearly the same time removing Ginji of his green vest and shirt. Devoid of anything to prevent him, Ban nipped playfully on Ginji's chest. He paused at the pink nubs, playing with them both equally, enjoying Ginji's noises and cries as he moved past.
The driver tried desperately to watch the road, torn between pulling over and kicking them out, or watching with eager interest. Finally, he decided to see if he could distract them with conversation or something…
"Where again, uh, sir?"
"There!" Ginji screamed, arching up in pleasure as Ban continued his ministrations.
Needless to say, the driver asked no more questions, even as the noises increased and became more and more feral. Much to the driver's relief, the car garage was in sight.
He pulled to a slow stop, and the two managed to slip out of the cab amazingly quick, and the money that flew into his window more than made up for all the horrors he had overheard. In fact, he was so worked up about the whole experience, he realized the next day he'd received a hundred yen and a child-like "thank you!" scribbled on a zoo ticket stub instead of his superb tip.
"Woah! He sure drove away fast!" Ginji cooed after the speeding cab. It'd been a lovely trip home. Ban hadn't complained at all that Ginji had managed to spend all but a hundred yen at the zoo. Ban had stayed increasingly silent the whole trip, but the goofy grin pasted on his face disturbed Ginji on some incomprehensible level. Whatever, it was probably all my imagination Ginji thought as he entered the building to retrieve their car.