Chapter Two

The Lady Bug sat silent in the park. Ban and Ginji sitting dumbfounded inside. Ban looked at his phone. "Come on! Call all ready! Shit!"

"Ban-chan. I don't think yelling at the phone will make Hevn-san call us any faster." Just as Ginji finished his sentence the phone rang. Ginji went wide eyed in disbelief.

Ban smiled wickedly at Ginji. "You were saying? All things, living or not fear the all mighty power of the Great Midou Ban-sama! Hahaha!!!"

Ginji poked him in the shoulder, "You're going to miss your call, 'Oh Great Midou Ban-sama'." Ginji teased him.

"Urusai! I know!" Ban said annoyed, then answered the phone. "Tell me something good Hevn."

"I could tell you a lot of things Ban-kun, but I don't think you'd want to hear most of them." She chuckled over the phone.

Ban clenched his fist.

Ginji held his hands up and smiled nervously, "Now Ban-chan. Think about the clients. The vase. The vase, Ban-chan. Think about the vase."

Hevn stopped laughing on the other end of the line, "It seems that the vase is still being transported to its final destination."

"Where might that be?" Ban inquired, totally over Hevn's earlier jesting.

"As far as we can tell it's being transported to an abandoned warehouse near Mount Takao."

"Thanks Hevn. We're going."

"Eh, chotto Ban-k. . ." Ban hung up before Hevn could say anymore.

"Shall we go then Ban-chan?" Ginji said smiling at his best friend.

Ban nodded. "Let's do this quickly Ginji! Then we can eat!"

Ginji threw his arms in the air, hitting the roof of the car. "Finally, a real meal! I want Niku!"

Ban laughed, "Hai. Hai." He sped towards the warehouse.

"Ban-chan," Ginji whined. "Are we there yet?"

"Just thirty minutes more, Ginji. Take it easy." He pushed the accelerator pedal down even more. As they sped down the narrow road something caught Ginji's eyes. He stared at a sign: 'Sakura Orphanage' it read, and looked at the darkened building. Ginji stared out the window long after the orphanage had faded from view.

Ban looked over at his electric friend. He lightly punched him in the head. "Oi, doushita? Ginji."

Ginji shook his head, "Iie. Nandemonai Ban-chan. I was just thinking. We're far enough from that orphanage, ne?" he asked, looking behind them in the mirror.

Ban nodded. "Of course. We're 30 minutes from here. There's no way someone from that orphanage would be near the warehouse, nor would they have any reason to come back this far."

Ginji smiled and nodded. He was relieved to hear that. He didn't want anything to happen to anyone from that orphanage, especially the children. He sat back and relaxed while he still had time to.

Little did the GetBackers know, but only a short hour ago, one of the children from that exact orphanage had snuck out after 'Light's Out'. Plagued with countless families looking her over, but never choosing her, she had settled on the idea that she would never get a family.

Ban pulled the car to a stop as the warehouse came into view. It was very old, which one could tell by the countless broken windows and discarded wood and metal bars around the outside. One could only imagine what the inside looked like. Ban and Ginji stayed hidden as they did not see a sign that anyone had shown up yet. They only had to wait five minutes more for a black SUV and a grey Caviler pulled up to the warehouse. 'Ichi. Ni. San. Yon.' The GetBackers counted the people who walked into the warehouse. "The transporter and receiver makes roku." Ginji said aloud.

"Hai." Ban nodded. He opened his door, "Let's go Ginji."

"Yosh!" Ginji said as he sprang from the car and followed his partner to the front doors of the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, the transporter placed the vase on an old table for the client to witness. "Are you satisfied, Sakai-san?" asked the transporter.

Takamori was overjoyed at the job the transporter had done. "Hai. Arigatou gozaimasu. With this, I can finally get my life back." He stroked the vase as if it were a long lost pet.

"Gomen, Sakai Takamori-san. We're going to have to take back that vase. You'll have to get your life back some other way." Ban spoke and they entered the warehouse.

"Why don't you try making an honest living? Maybe you can even work for Takahashi-san, again! I'm sure he'll help you if you turn over a new leaf." Ginji said, truly meaning his words.

"So. . .Kenji hired you, ne? I should have known." Takamori picked up the vase and backed away. "Kill them!" he commanded his four protectors, which rushed the fearsome duo.

Ban sighed, "Guess we've got no choice." He said pushing his glasses onto the bridge of his nose.

Ginji nodded. "Hai, demo. . .I have a bad feeling." He whispered.

Ban looked over to him, noting his worried expression, as the protectors reached them. "Two against one, ne? I like these odds." The two protectors split up, one going to Ban's back and the other facing him head on. Ban glared at them with a smile on his face. "Bring it on, if you're that determined to die." The protector facing him went to punch him. Ban stopped him cold with just one fist. "Oh, did I fail to mention that my grip is 200 kilograms?" he smiled wickedly as the protector's face began to contort as Ban squeezed his hand harder and harder, threatening to crush it. The second protector tried to rush Ban from behind, but Ban grabbed his first victim by the head and flung the man into his comrade, sending them both flying.

Ginji stood his ground as both of his enemies faced him head on. They both had metal poles that they had picked up from the warehouse floor. They were laughing as they closed the gap between them and the blonde haired boy. However, Ginji was the one who was silently celebrating. The two men swung their poles at Ginji from opposite directions. Ginji effortlessly caught the poles; he looked at the protectors and smiled, "Bad move." He said and sent electricity through the metal poles and into their bodies. They dropped to the floor without any resistance.

During the battle the transporter had high tailed it out of the warehouse and was long gone, but Takamori watched the battle; shocked as he saw his protectors easily dealt with in mere moments.

Ban and Ginji approached Takamori, "Okay Sakai-san. Time to hand over the vase." Ban said.

"Never!" Takamori shouted and backed away from the duo pulling out a gun. "Just leave me alone you. . .you. . .freaks!" he shot the gun blindly missing the GetBackers completely, but he hit something else. A small voice was heard behind the men as the bullet shot through a pile of wood in a far corner. After a moment of silence they heard soft crying, the crying of a child.

All eyes went wide, and Ginji ran over and pulled away the wood pile. There, lying on the cold warehouse floor was a little girl of only about five years old. She was holding her chest where blood was quickly staining her blue and purple flowered shirt, tears streaming down her face. Ginji stared at her for a moment, unpleasant memories coming back to him from Mugenjou. The girl looked up at Ginji wide eyed. Ginji reached for her, but she pulled away and hid her face. 'She's afraid of me.' Ginji thought. She would have run away if she could, but the wound in her chest stopped her from moving anywhere. Ginji summoned his courage and placed a comforting hand on the girls shoulder. "It's all right," Ginji said sweetly and his face held a smile. "You're going to be fine."

The girl looked up at him, tears still streaming down her face. She tried to say something, but her voice failed her. She just shook her head in response. She closed her eyes, and Ginji cupped his hand around her face. "No, don't close your eyes. Stay awake. You're going to be fine, but you have to stay awake. Oi, nee-chan!" She rested her head against his hand, and her hands fell from her chest. Ginji lifted her into his arms, her breathing was very soft, and her complexion was paling. "Nee-chan! Nee-chan! Please, stay with me! Don't. . .don't die!" Ginji hugged the girl as tears began to stream down his face, as hers stopped. "No. . .no no no no. . .no. . ." Ginji whispered in an endless mantra, rocking the girl in his arms. Arcs of electricity started to dance around his body. It built until Ginji couldn't take anymore and he released it all in one shot screaming, "NO!" filling the warehouse with a blinding light and deadly streaks of lightning.

Ban and Takamori covered their eyes and amazingly the deadly electricity never touched them or the vase. When they could once again see, Ginji had placed the girl on the floor, and had turned to walk towards Takamori. His happy, innocent nature was gone, now only sadness and anger filled his small eyes. His body glowed and his hair stood on end. "Doushite?" he asked quietly at first. "Doushite? She was just a child. Why. . .did you kill her!" he screamed at Takamori making the man jump back in fear.

He dropped the gun and backed away, "I'm sorry. . .really I'm sorry. I didn't know she was here. I didn't mean to kill her." Takamori dropped to his knees in front of the electric boy.

Ginji closed his eyes, he looked as though he was in pain, but electricity was building inside his body again. "Leave. . ." he whispered. He then clenched his fists together, "GO AWAY!" he screamed and released all his energy, this time connecting with Takamori. Takamori was thrown back to the other side of the warehouse; he was unconscious, but amazingly alive.

After a moment Ginji turned toward Ban. He and Ban looked each other for a long time. "Ginji," Ban started to say, but didn't get to finish his statement as Ginji's hair fell back into place and he started to fall to the warehouse floor. Ban ran to him and caught him just in time. He lowered the boy to the floor, laying his head on his lap. "Ginji." He sighed, placing his hand on the boy's head.

Ban took the vase and Ginji and loaded them into the car. He sat in the car for ten or so minutes. Soon he heard sirens as cop cars and ambulances showed up at the warehouse. He watched the men carry out the girl's body. One medic looked to the other beseechingly, but the other medic just shook his head. Ban sighed and looked down at Ginji. He then started for home.

Ban pulled in front of the Honky Tonk. He left the car running as he pulled the vase out of the car and walked into the café. He walked to the table never looking at any of the people inside. He placed the vase on the table. Kenji tried to thank him, but Ban was all ready walking out the door.

Hevn rushed after him, catching him just before he got back into the car. "Ban-kun?!" she grabbed his arm, then saw Ginji passed out in the car. Her eyes went wide as she loosened her grip on Ban's arm. "Gin-chan. What. . .what happened out there tonight?"

Ban refused looked at her, "Just watch the news. You'll figure it out." He said coldly and got into the car.

Hevn was taken aback for a moment, as the car started to pull away she tried to stop Ban from leaving. "Chotto! Ban-kun!" But it was too late, he was all ready gone. She looked after him, "What happened to you two?"

End of chapter two. XD What did you think?!

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