DISCALIMER: I don't own the Get Backers or any of the characters. (Until I make my first million, that is.)
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Midou Ban took a long drag at his cigarette. It had been a long day, and having Ginji constantly chattering at his side wasn't helping one bit. He let the remnants of his cig fall to the concrete floor and put it out with his toe.
"...And then I got here. Funny, no Ban-chan?"
"Mmm..."
"Ban-chan! You're not even listening!"
Ban sighed slowly. "I'm really tired. I need to get back to the car and get some sleep."
Ginji looked thoughtfully at Ban. "It's what Kazu-chan said today, isn't it?"
Ban smirked as he started to walk away. Then he turned and shouted over his shoulder "Hah! Yarnball's an idiot!"
And yet, he knew that was not true.
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They'd been sitting in the Honky Tonk, the Get Backers in their usual booth. The cheerful jingle that rang out every time the door was opened was followed by another tinkling sound, one that was so much sweeter than the first. Ban refused to look at him, as usual.
"Kazu-chan!" came the former Thunder Emperor's joyful greeting.
"Hello, Ginji. Have you eaten today?" That voice, so masculine for someone who moved with a grace that put the most beautiful of women to shame.
"Not yet. We're waiting for our client to collect his stuff and pay us." Ban could hear the pout playing on his partner's lips.
Fuuchouin Kazuki laughed, each musical note registering clearly in the air. "When do you get paid?"
"Oh, he should be here any minute now, Kazu-chan. You should've seen Ban-chan on this mission! He took down seven guys at the same time! And all of them were really good fighters, too."
"Don't exaggerate, Ginji," came Ban's sharp retort, "even Yarnball here could've beaten them easily."
Kazuki slid into the seat next to Ginji, across the table from Ban. "Midou-san, you're too modest," came the String-master's sarcastic comment.
Damn, why must he sit where he can see my face? I hate you, Fuuchouin. Ban gave him a disdainful look and turned away.
"Yeah, I think Ban-chan's too modest too, Kazu-chan!" chirped Ginji happily, quite oblivious to the silent exchange between the two men.
The bells jingled again as Hevn entered the café. "She's here with work for me now, Ginji, and maybe next time we can talk without your obnoxious partner around."
Ban simply smirked and waved, calling out "Later, strings!"
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Ban and Ginji raced down the long, narrow corridor, their arms weighed down with bags of... whatever they had been asked to retrieve. They had very strict instructions not to open them.
"Hurry up, Ginji, before the alarms go off. We don't need to waste time fighting the guards."
"I'm going as fast /gasp/ as I can /pant/, Ban-chan!"
The alarms went off just as they were twenty feet away from their exit- a large window they'd left open. Much to their dismay, they saw bars come sliding down, cutting off their escape route. Ban put his bags down, and fell into his snakebite stance.
"You're going down, bars! SNAKE BIITE!"
Just as the bars came ripping out with a groan, they heard noises of a lot of people running towards them. "Ginji, go out first. Hurry!"
Ginji scrambled quickly out of the window as Ban dropped his bags on the grass outside. He followed his partner out, just as bullets whizzed past his legs. He dropped to the ground, gathered his bags and the Get Backers made a run for Ban's car, as the guards shot uselessly after them.
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"Five million yen, Ginji! FIVE MILLION! That's what we were promised! And he gives us a hundred thousand!" Ban was fuming and ranting.
"You did damage a lot of the glass in the throwing around, Ban-chan," tare-Ginji tried soothing Ban down. This proved to be a bad move and only infuriated Ban more.
"Oh, so I should've let those baboons shoot me instead?"
"No, no, Ban-chan, I meant... you could've been more..."
"Don't open anything! Those were out orders, remember?"
"Yeah, but- Kazu-chan! Look, Ban-chan Juubei's here too! Heya, guys!"
Kazuki and Juubei couldn't help but smile at their former leader's enthusiastic greeting. "We're here to collect our payment from Hevn-san," said Kazuki, "she owes us half a million for yesterday's job."
"Half a million?" Ban raged, "hear that, Ginji? And she's supposed to be getting us assignments!"
Tare-Ginji hid behind Kazuki and Juubei. Kazuki smiled wider, "We heard... maybe if you were gentler. Or just had more sense."
"Spare me your lecture, Jingle Bells. I'm really not in the mood." Ban walked out of the café angrily.
Why does he have to parade around in that off-shoulder shirt of his? Damn Fuuchouin, I hate you.
Ginji sighed. "Poor Ban, he's just annoyed we have to pay so much in parking tickets."
Neither Kazuki nor Juubei heard him. Kazuki was too busy watching the door Ban had just walked through.
And Juubei was too busy watching Kazuki.
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This is my first story, please be kind.
Kerian