A/N: Story was inspired by a fanart of BRS i found while I was watching Black Cat. I thought to myself 'what would BRS be like if she was a bounty hunter, like in Black Cat?'

So I did a thing.

Enjoy.

Bounty hunters, mercenaries, bodyguards, arms dealers, thugs. All of them lined the streets and alleyways of Bastion City. Big knuckleheads, wiry thieves, roguish gunslingers, suave con-men. All of them ready for their next big target.

However, in among their ranks was a unique individual. One who's very presence drew every eye onto them, and them alone... it was a female bounty hunter.

Her name...

Black Rock Shooter.

At a bar in south Bastion City, called the Express, a fresh display of wanted posters hung on the wall, which was already drawing the attention of about a dozen rookie hunters.

Most of the posters were for minor criminals, but one in particular was conveniently placed in the center of the display, showcased a square-jawed hulk of a man with a scar across his face, Dominic The Giant, wanted for several murders. His reward - wanted dead - was for a whopping 35,000 Credits.

As the rookies argued over who would take the bounty, a lone figure wearing a long black coat with the hood over their face stood up from a nearby table and approached the crowd of men. Some at the back gave the somewhat short person curious looks, but when the hooded person held up a hand and gestured for them to step aside, they shot the newcomer arrogant smirks.

"Listen here, runt. None of these posters are fit for someone your size, so why not run along and chase a purse snatcher, huh?"

"I want a bounty, not pocket change." A quiet voice spoke up from beneath the hood, and the hand repeated the same 'move aside' gesture. "Move."

"Listen, you scrawny shit, you can't just march up to this bounty board and hope to bring in a criminal!" One of the bigger men growled at the hooded person. "So walk away, or I'll make it so you have to crawl away!"

"I'll take that bet." The quiet voice replied, sounding as if they were amused. "But at your own peril, it is."

"What did you say, runt?!" The big man swung his fist down at the hooded figure, who nimbly dodged it and punched the man's elbow, causing it to crunch loudly. "Gah! You'll pay for that!"

Without missing a beat, the hooded figure continued their oddly graceful maneuver, swinging around into a hefty kick, which momentarily revealed a pair of deep blue eyes hidden underneath the hood's shadow before the man was sent sprawling to the floor, onlookers chanting 'fight, fight, fight!' as he rose to his feet.

"I'll kill you!" The man reached out for the hooded person's neck, but once again they dodged it and counterattacked in the same fluid motion as before, but this time, they ducked in close, using their smaller size to uppercut the man's jaw.

However, the close proximity they shared revealed to the man that he was fighting a girl. He scowled in rage, he was being beaten by a chick!?

Still staggering from the punch to his jaw, the man managed to grasp her by the hood, and pulled her backwards with him. With a gasp, she was pulled into his chest, but before she could even react, he wrapped his arms around her torso, pinning her arms to her sides as she gasped for breath.

"Bounty huntin ain't no place for a little girl. Best stop while you still have a chance." He growled into her ear, continuing to crush her tiny frame in his arms. "Quit now, and I might just let you live..."

Struggling to breath, she managed to gasp out "Never." She kicked her feet against his shins, twisting her torso back and forth until her hood fell back, revealing long black hair and her intense blue eyes. That moment, several of the onlookers gasped in shock when they recognized her...

"That's Black Rock Shooter!"

"Who?" The man grappling her asked, giving her a quizzical look, but still crushing her against his chest. She was getting weaker, her movements becoming slower and slower until her head slumped backwards and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

"Put her down man! This is a bad idea!" One of the onlookers suddenly called out, his voice full of fear. "Put her down before she attacks you!"

"She's out cold, how could she possibly hurt me now?!" The big man demanded, his gaze turned towards the person that had warned him.

"Like this." Black Rock Shooter suddenly spoke from her limp pose, just as she kicked her foot into his balls.

Stars began popping in his eyes as her foot connected with his groin, and for a brief second, his grip loosened just enough for her escape his grasp and draw a black sword from underneath her long coat. She pressed the blade against his neck with a cold expressionless gaze. "Anyone else want to try me?" She asked to the assembled onlookers. "This time I'm armed... so who's feeling lucky today?"

An intense silence followed her words, but after several seconds, she sheathed her blade underneath her coat and strode towards the wanted posters, the crowd of rookie hunters parting like the sea as she smoothly pulled the wanted poster for Dominic the Giant off the wall and left the Express without another word.

Outside, Black Rock Shooter pulled her hood back in place, joining the flow of pedestrians as she unconsciously gripped her sword through her coat. In her mind, blades and guns were more trustworthy than almost any person in the world...

Well... except for a certain someone, that is...

"You got into another fight getting a bounty, didn't you?" A pair of arms wrapped around her torso, the voice whispering softly in her ear. Black Rock Shooter turned with a rare smile on her face to see Hatsune Miku, her girlfriend's beaming face.

"How could you tell?" Black Rock Shooter asked, resisting the intense temptation to give Miku a kiss right then and there.

"You smell like a big sweaty man was laying on top of you." Miku teased, pulling down her hood before kissing the side of Black Rock Shooter's neck softly. "Was it another greenhorn trying to claim a big one?"

"Yes, it was. He thought I wasn't up for this." Black Rock Shooter held up the wanted poster for Dominic the Giant. "Biggest one on the wall, by at least 20,000."

"Come back home with me for a shower before you go out to find this guy, please?" Miku suggested huskily, clearly thinking about something other than her partner's lingering smell.

"Just a shower?" Black Rock Shooter smirked, but glanced at Miku's watch near her face. She only had a few hours of daylight left before she could make a move on Dominic, so at best, she could spare only half an hour with her partner before she went out to gather details about her target. "I only have half an hour to spare, so I have to decline the additional offer, babe."

"I can wait." Miku teased softly as she gave Black Rock Shooter's neck another gentle kiss. "Just come back safe... promise?"

"I'm not leaving without that shower. C'mon, I parked my bike around the block." Black Rock Shooter took Miku by the hand and together they strolled through the pedestrians until they came to the spot where her bike was parked. "Hop on."

Swinging her leg over the bike, Black Rock Shooter opened her long black coat widely, revealing her unusual attire; a black bikini top and matched short shorts with a black pistol holster on each of her thighs. Her white belt was adorned by several magazine pouches for her dual pistols, and on each of her hips was a black sword. Her feet were likewise clad in black knee-high boots.

"Are you teasing me?" Miku asked, wrapping her arms around Black Rock Shooter's toned stomach. "Showing off your sexy body like that?"

"Can't ride my bike with my coat closed." Black Rock Shooter replied, revving the engine loudly as she withdrew a pair of sunglasses for each of them from inside her coat. "Let's go."

With a roar of the engine, Black Rock Shooter weaved her way through the crowded streets, heading for hers and Miku's apartment. The entire time, Miku was tracing her fingertips along Black Rock Shooter's tensed abs, clearly teasing her as much as she could for denying her offer.

Arriving several minutes later, they both dismounted from Black Rock Shooter's bike, entering their building and ascending the stairs to their place. With a sigh of satisfaction, Miku breezed inside and flopped down onto the couch while Black Rock Shooter went straight for the bathroom, shrugging off her coat halfway there. She closed the door and immediately went to work with removing all of her gear, letting them fall to the floor with a clatter.

By the time she got the water running, she hadn't finished undressing. She still had a minute or two until it heated up, so she took her time to finish.

With steam filling the bathroom, she stepped into the shower with a content sigh. Damn, she really needed this.

Miku waited until steam began coming through the open door before she hastily stripped in their living room and crept towards the door, waiting for the right opportunity to join Black Rock Shooter in the shower.

Black Rock Shooter held her palms flat against the wall, letting the water rain down onto her head and shoulders as she considered how to locate Dominic the Giant. Of course, she had a network of rats, snitches, and spies, not to mention her fellow experienced bounty hunters who weren't taking the job. First things first, she had to comb the city for a sighting, at the very least...

With a gasp, Black Rock Shooter's head shot up as she felt someone join her in the shower. Unable to do anything further, she felt Miku flatten herself against her back, one hand snaking itself along her forearm towards her wrist while the other traced along her hip.

"Two birds with one stone." Miku whispered, barely audible over the sound of the water cascading down their bodies.

"You're insatiable, aren't you?" Black Rock Shooter smirked, using her free hand to pull Miku's face closer to hers for a deep kiss. Miku's restraining hand laced her fingers within hers, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as Miku's roaming hand slid down Black Rock Shooter's tensed thigh, then back up to her pussy, sliding inside with ease.

Instantly a moan rose in Black Rock Shooter's throat, unable to stop herself from quivering with pleasure. Miku was always quicker on the draw, always on top... in charge, dominant. And Black Rock Shooter inwardly loved it.