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Retrievers, Transporters, and Ducks, Oh My! (Edit #1)
By: Alicorna
Rating: G for now, but PG for violence in later chapters.
Betas: Riyuji and Rabid Lola
Summary: Ban and Ginji are out on a lucrative retrieval against the Transporters, but what are the yazuka really trying to do, who are they really up against, what do ducks have to do with it? Anything's possible so far.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the GetBackers characters , although I dearly wish that I did. Simply put, what's mine is mine, and what's not is not. Let's not confuse the issue with lawsuits.
It was the kind of day that most people hate. Cold and clear, there was no snow on the ground, only ice and slush, and the sky was overshadowed in the kind of false dawn that is foreboding and grey.
"Ban-chan I'm cold" wibbled Amano Ginji. The one-time emperor of Mujenjyou, was now reduced to a shivering lump of tare mush.
"Shut up baka."
Ginji sniffled, and, if possible, shrunk even smaller.
Midou Ban, heir to the jyagan and the serpent-spirit Aesclepius, grumbled, and focussed on driving his car on the slippery roads of Shinjuku.
"Why the hell would Hevn call us at THIS ungodly hour?"
Truthfully, it was 5 o'clock on that February morning, and Ban's dislike of the cold had been magnified to absolute hatred over the years with the presence of Aesclepius.
"She'd better have a fantastic job for us, otherwise I'm gonna scream."
The car pulled up on the curb, and Ginji popped back into human form and dashed for the warm, safe haven of the Honky Tonk, while Ban muttered and deftly parked the 360, his 'baby', making sure to pay the parking fare.
I'm NOT going to walk all the way to the police station in THIS weather.
Ban trudged into the cafe, and was greeted by Paul with a sleepy "'Morning" and a yawn.
"Ah there you are Ban!" chirped Hevn. Totally oblivious to the time or the weather, she was disgustingly perky, and wore a pleated miniskirt and a shirt that was holding together by a single button that threatened to give out at any moment.
"Yeah yeah, just tell us what the job is already Hevn." Ban sighed, as he heaved himself up onto a bar stool.
Damnit, I'm to sluggish to even consider groping Hevn! I HATE the cold.
Shivering, he hunkered down, even as Ginji dashed in from the kitchen with two steaming mugs.
"Ban-chan! Master let us have some coffee!"
"Gimmee!"
Ban jumped for the coffee, almost spilling it with his eagerness.
Neither Ginji or Hevn could tell if he was enjoying the heat or the caffeine-fix more, but it was obvious that the man was enjoying himself immensely.
"If you're ready now, I'll tell you about the job." Clearing her throat, with much wobbling of cleavage, Hevn went into mediator-mode. Absently, Ginji thought to himself that watching the movement beneath the mediator's shirt was almost as interesting as poking a bowl of jello and watching it move. (1)
As Hevn breathed in to start talking, he amended that thought. Definitely more interesting...
"The client is Otsubo Kureshi, a university professor at Tokyo U. He's found a chemical formula that he thought could eventually be used to refine gold at an even higher purity than conventional methods. The problem is that the yazuka found out about his studies just as he finished testing, and stole all of his information and his backups. Your mission is to retrieve the disks with his notes without causing them harm, and return them within a week."
Hevn tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, while checking that the two retrievrs were still listening.
"Presumably, these notes are being transported from the vicinity of Tokyo to a yazuka laboratory. These are the routes that the notes are probably going to take. The only place that the transporters are guaranteed to cross at is here between 8 and 11 this morning, which is why I called you here so early."
Pulling out a map, Hevn gestured to several red lines, all leading from a red dot marked "Tokyo", to another marked "Yazuka", then gestured to a section of map highlighted in blue ink.
"Any questions? Oh, and before you ask, payment's 4 million yen. This refinement process will be extremely lucrative once it's perfected."
Glowering at the busty blonde, Ban growled "You mentioned transporters, who are they?"
Sighing, Hevn pulled a photograph from her cleavage.
"All I've been able to find out is that key members of the yazuka were seen negotiating with someone here."
The photo depicted two shady-looking men facing a figure who was cloaked in shadow. Still,the hourglass figure with a wide-brimmed hat and flowing black robes, wasn't hard to recognise.
Stammering, Ginji gasped and popped into tare-form, hiding behind Ban."A-Akabane-san!"
"Aa, it appears that Dr. Jackal and two other companions have been hired as transporters, although I haven't been able to find their identities."
Shrugging, Ban cracked his neck, and stood up. "Prob'ly Mr. No-Brake and Himiko again. We, the GetBackers accept this job."
Smirking , Hevn thought to herself, As if there was ever a chance they wouldn't when Ban has a pretty sure chance of making money and meeting Himiko-san.
Clearing her throat, Hevn stood as well.
"I'll leave it to you then. Arigato."
Then, with a shake of her hair (and her boobs) the spunky mediator left the Honky Tonk, leaving behind a dazed-looking Ban, who had glazed eyes, and drool dripping down his chin, and a quivering Ginji-chan, who could be heard to chanting a litany of "Akabane... scalpels... EEEEEE!" softly to himself.
Chuckling, she thought, Yup, I've still got it alright.
At 7 o'clock, Paul lifted his drooping head once again, to see the figure of Kudou Himiko entering his shop.
"Hmm, Himiko, why are you here?"
"Have you seen Ginji and Ban anywhere?"
"Well, they came in this morning to accept a job, but I don't think that they'll be back for another few hours... Aren't you supposed to be working with Mr. No-Brake, and Dr. Jackal right now, Lady Poison?"
Shaking her head, Himiko frowned, and hefted her foot up onto a chair.
Pulling down her boot, it was obvious that her ankle was wrapped in several thicknesses of bandage.
"I stupidly injured myself when I was carrying groceries up the stairs of my apartment, so working is out of the question."
Natsumi, who had come in to help Paul set up, gasped, her eyes widening. "Poor Himiko-san! I'll get you something to drink! Sit down, and don't move!"
With that, the little mother-hen ran to the kitchen to get some warm milk and cookies. (2)
"Thanks, Natsumi."
As Natsumi went to get the promised food, Himiko shivered, recalling her conversation with Dr. Jackal.
All he told me was that I shouldn't worry, that he had found a suitable replacement. Geez, he almost seemed PLEASED that I couldn't make it... I wonder why? ...
"Himiko-san?"
Shaking her head briskly, Lady Poison accepted a softly steaming mug and a plate of chocolate chip cookies from Natsumi with a smile.
Jackal's probably just looking forward to working solo for a bit. And anyway, Ginji and Ban are grown-ups now, even though they don't act like it. I'm sure that they won't get into too much trouble ... or at least, if they break anything, they'll put it back together ... pretty much.
Chuckling to herself, Himiko let her worries slip away, as she enjoyed Natsumi's cooking.
(1) Remember when Hevn pulled out her cellphone during the anime? Didn't her chest gloop like jello? X3
(2) Milk and cookies solve every problem, don't they?
EDIT: Yes I changed it, but not noticeably... just enought to make it better
AN: I have absolutely no idea where this is going to go... I just thought that it would be cool to play around with the GetBackers characters... and invent some of my own?
Don't worry, I guarantee that the new ones won't be Mary-Sues.
Yes, I lean towards Ban/Himiko... blame Rabid Lola and Riyuji.Raicho (who, by the way, are my most wonderful betas ) I'm hoping to add some more of that in, but who knows? I certainly don't.
Hope you enjoyed, and please review if you have the time X3
Alicorn