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Authors Insanity: Sung to the chorus of "Summer Sunshine" by "The Corrs"

In the heat of Honky Tonky

Sits Kazuki

With Ban by his side

Song to be continued; forgive me for the muse of song left me with only measly 3 lines…

Now for the fic, think of the song as opening credits of sorts.

The day had been made of pure horror and the idea of going home to find Ban somewhere, anywhere in the apartment would have been a great comfort to Kazuki. But Ban wouldn't be there and in Kazuki's mind the mesmerizing blue eyed Jagan Master wouldn't be caught dead anywhere near him.

"I'm home." He called softly into a virtually empty apartment.

If Kazuki ever had an inkling of how the day would run and end he would have found a very good reason of staying in bed the whole day moping and dreaming. But aside from the fact that shying away didn't appeal at all to him what use would it be if all he dreamed of would be Midou-san? So instead of giving Hevn a reasonably believable alibi for backing out of the job he simply got his ass out of bed and sauntered over to the Honky Tonk. How did the fates thank him for being the credible guy? His simple "get in get out of the building with info" ended up with 2 bombs exploding, one as he was infiltrating the building the other as he was making his get away, a dagger slash to his face, a few minutes crawling on the roof, and a few minutes uncertainty before jumping off the 5 story building with a gang of gun bound men after him in seconds.

He winced as he opened his medicine cabinet, the wound he had from grabbing onto the wire fence went deep and covered both his hands.

"I'm charging double." He muttered to himself. How the hell could Hevn forget to tell him the building was one big booby trap?

Kazuki now looked down into his porcelain bathroom sink and found it resembled those found in slasher movies, sprinkled with drops of blood, he ran the water tap to wash the blood away and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. A small bandage could be found on his left cheek covering a horizontal dagger wound, his chest was covered with bandages as was both his hands and his hair was a mess.

"You look like shit." His reflection seemed to nod at him in agreement.

The bed looked both comforting and lonely at the same time and as Kazuki fell unto it, all thoughts rushed out of him as he fell into a deep sleep.

Ban Midou, the man with the Evil Eye wandered the streets, gazing into dark stores, empty due to the late hour. Passing by one specializing in clocks, he heard a cacophony of different grand father clocks strike the 1st hour of a new day.

"The Clock Shop. How imaginative.."

But the Jagan master could only brood so much on the name of clock-selling store. The were more pressing matters that quarreled that quarreled their way into his thoughts. Like where he could get some money? Who could he "convince" to hand over some cigarettes? And why hadn't he seen Itomaki anywhere near Honky Tonk this week? Earlier that morning (early being near noon to Ban) he had kept twisting in his seat every time he heard the door bell jingling, his ears ready to hear the more subtle ringing of Fuuchoins bells but he always ended up turning back to the coffee Natsumi had sneaked him upon seeing that the new comer wasn't Itomaki at all, this went on till after the noon rush until time came that Ban had taken to permanently staring at the door.

Ginji had noticed his partners sudden fixation for the door just when a kink was starting to work its way into Ban's neck.

"Ban-chan? Whats wrong with Paul's door."

"Gee, Ginji. Im trying to figure out how to make it go up and down when people go in instead of open and close like its supposed to."

"But Ban if you do that the bell would get caught." Ginji answered totally oblivious to his partners irritation.

"In very near to tearing it off anyway." Making violent gestures toward said bell oblivious.

"Kazuki likes that bell, he said it had a nice timber to it." Ginji simply pointed out.

A cruel laugh left Ban throat.

"A good timber? The guy just likes bells…. Probably because they remind him of Jubei…" His voice had lowered to a point below a whisper that even Ginji who sat beside him couldn't hear.

"And just think Ban if you tore them off you'll never hear the one your waiting for arrive! Your neck'll get in a permanent cramp." Turning his neck to look up at Natsumi, he heard a crack from the regions of his neck and proceeded to pound counter in from of him.

"Ban wait here for a while. I want to walk Natsumi home." Ginji was about to walk past Ban when he had his arm grabbed.

"I'm sure Natsumi wouldn't mind having you over for tonight Ginji, eh Natsumi?"

The man with the Evil Eye was left to wander alone, it would have been unbearable tonight to be alone with Ginji, who for all his panic attacks was still quite observant, for he was bound to notice that something was on Ban's mind especially when that something was a irritatingly stunning brunette who stringed his hair. So Ginji was with Natumi and Ban let his feet carry him where they wished.

"Maybe I just want to be alone tonight." He thought. "I mean I could've told Ginji that it was Kazuki bothering me. The only reason that Im thinking about Itomaki anyway is because the guy hasn't been on his visit Ginji routine any time this week and he usually does this every other day and he also stops by for coffee anyways. So why hadn't he been there all week? Routine is all, he broke the whole routine of things. Ginji is afterall the only reason he comes by, Ginji's the only person he cares about. And I just takes up the opportunity for annoying the guy. So why does this make my chest heavy?"

Throwing his last cigarette into the gutter, Ban looked around only to see, that his feet had whisked him right to Itomaki's apartment building.

"Interesting." Ban said under his breath. And a smile crept over his lips as he crossed the street to a still open grocery store, one of those 7/11 shops.

And still smiling as he left the said store with his purchases he made for the apartment building.

Pats self on the back!

I made a shounen-ai fic… AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…..

it's a great feeling, even though I've still only got the 1st chap!