Title-- The Far Way Down
Disclaimer-- I don't own Lupin the 3rd. The franchise or the person. -sob-
Sum-- In which Goemon thinks about the end, and Lupin doesn't think it'd be that bad. Goemon x Lupin slash.


Goemon thinks he's falling...

Falling into or away from what exactly, he won't say. But he recognizes this feeling--this rush and sense of panic when skimming down against air with nothing to grasp except naked wind.

It usually starts with a look, the barest of glances. Sometimes, it's that voice, with its ability to go from high-pitched and ridiculous to deep and dead serious. Then, there's that touch (different--prominent and obvious), just as intrusive now as it had been from the first day they met.

Training has been difficult lately. His mind refuses to stay clear and his emotions refuse to be tamed. Why they cling to what they cling to, he's also unsure of. Won't be sure of. What he is sure of, though, is that feeling--that body-length sensation that starts in his chest--is one that indicates falling. And "to fall" is dangerously opposite of "to transcend".

Yet there's a smile ticking at his lips, closer to breaking free as the days pass. Over the calm air he's surrounded himself in after years of honing, there's something else. He feels younger. Stronger. Better. ("You're glowing," an elderly woman cooed, touching his face.)

When he's not thinking about what happens in the end is when he can actually enjoy the drop.

But Goemon always thinks about the end.


Lupin the Third thinks he's falling.

He'll say otherwise aloud, to others, and even to himself, but the funny part--the angsty part; the part no one, not even he, gives enough of a hoot for--about being him is the fact that he's the only person who really knows himself. Close enough to it, at least. And that's when it could get a bit sad for even the happiest of clowns, but--! (He knows he's falling.)

There's something about blades, lately. Them being on his mind, that is.

Particularly, katanas. Particularly, Zantetsuken. Inevitably, his mind travels to the one who wields the Zantetsu. And for some reason, that makes him whistle a tune, makes him pull more stunts on Fujiko, makes him cling to Jigen like a happy cat...and...if the situation directs...if he's feeling more bold than usual...it even makes him--maybe--come into contact with the samurai; just a casual resting of the hand on Goemon's shoulder, or a quick pat on the back. Maybe he'll give him a hug, too, later. (He's definitely falling.)

...Goemon has a habit of stepping in at the nick of time. Of catching him before he ever hits the ground. That's just Goemon, plain and simple.

Personally, Lupin thinks the jolt--the sudden halt in momentum--hurts worse than any wound a fall could cause.