4.
Title: Anomaly
Pairing: Ban/Ginji
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
A/N: The challenge sentence was, "Well. It wasn't exactly what I had in mind…"
Ginji stares fixedly as long fingers pluck out a cigarette from a little crumpled box and flick open a flame. Ban has piano hands, ones that mould themselves to pencils and brushes. It is almost a waste, but Ginji supposes there is a certain kind of artistry involved in warfare.
"What, Ginji?"
A pause. "How do they taste?"
Ban considers for a moment. And then his mouth is on Ginji's, and his piano hands, on Ginji's waist. Ginji tastes of peppermint. Ban tastes of smoke and danger and heat.
"Well," Ginji whispers, "It wasn't exactly what I had in mind…"
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