Part 2
The temperature in the little café seemed to drop ten degrees following the entrance of the man who carried the smell of death.
"A… AKABANE!" It was Ginji who let out the first ears-piercing scream.
"Ginji. Good to see you too…" Akabane was as smooth as ever.
"What… what are you doing HERE?" Ginji had backed away and put as much space between himself and the evil doctor. He was never any good at handling this crazy person.
"For coffee, of course." Akabane smiled, "Why else would I come into a coffee shop?"
"Who knows? To kill somebody?" Ban spoke up coldly.
"Tse, tse, tse," Akabane took off his hat and shook his head disapprovingly. "Don't be so rude to an old friend, especially one whom you had shared a …"
"What? Shared what?" Ginji asked innocently, to Ban's irritation.
Ban stared at Akabane in open hostility, daring the evil doctor to say the forbidden word.
"An experience with death." Akabane answered, his smile never wavered under Ban's intimidating gaze. "I rather enjoyed that experience. Wouldn't mind having another one actually. It was quite… pleasurable."
"You are sick!" Ginji spoke, from behind the bar counter where he had taken "shelter" as soon as Akabane entered the café.
"Hn… but you won't know until you have tried it…"
Ban stood up and placed himself in front of Akabane.
"Leave Ginji alone." Ban said with a dangerously low voice. "You dealt with me."
"Oh, are you jealous that I paid too much attention to your partner?" Akabane didn't seem to care that Ban was getting closer and starting to invade his personal space.
"You and your twisted mind; you think death is fun and you kept looking for something that challenged you, something that sparked your interest. You would do anything to get amusement out of others, won't you?"
"Why yes…" Akabane agreed.
"Well, I'm sorry but we're not to be toyed with for your amusement." Ban stared straight at the man in front of him. He couldn't believe he let the memory of that one kiss from this perverted man haunted him. "Now get out of my sight."
"I'm afraid I can't." Akabane answered simply, "I'm supposed to meet a customer here."
As if on cue, a woman with a figure to kill for appeared at the door.
"Ban, Ginji, Akabane," She looked around, "Good, you're all here. I need all 3 of you for this case."