Author's Note: I don't really know how to explain this. It just came to me one day. Himiko's POV.
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Sometimes It Gets Cold In Winter
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We are riding in Mr. No-Breaks' truck, as we have many times before.
Maguruma is driving.
I am sitting in the back, shivering. The wind blows in through the numerous small holes in the sides of the truck. Probably due to Jackal's countless fights with those who are sometimes our friends, and sometimes our enemies - the Get Backers.
I glance over at Akabane. He is sitting with his back to the truck wall and his knees pulled up in front of him. He is somewhat slumped over, his hat covering his face.
Were he anyone else I would have assumed he was asleep. But he is not anyone else. He is Doctor Jackal. And it is never safe to assume things about Doctor Jackal.
He is probably sitting there thinking about new methods to harass Ginji with. Or one of his innumerable ways to cut people up with his innumerable knives. Most likely the later.
He moves his hat back so he can see me though the slit, with one of his demonic violet eyes, that sometimes appear in my dreams... Although they're not always nightmares...
"Lady Poison?"
"Y-Yes?" I say trying to stop the violent shaking of my body.
"Are you cold, Lady Poison?"
"N-No, I-I am f-fine," I say and promptly grit my teeth to stop the chattering.
He looks at me and shakes his head. Then he is standing in front of me. Putting his coat over my shoulders.