Glimpses brighter than Sunshine
by Mikagami Morrigan
DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately, Ban Mido and Natsumi Mizuki are part of the Get Backers franchise, owned by and copyright to Rando Ayamine and Yuuya Aoki. I'm just a mere fan and lowly writer who wishes this pairing could be canon.
A/N: Round five and final set of the one-sentence challenge themes from LiveJournal. Includes the usual abuse of grammar and punctuation symbols - please forgive, ne? I do hope you enjoy these as much as I had fun writing them. Feedbacks are very much appreciated!
ACKNOWLEDGMENT & DEDICATION: To all fans of this pairing. And to the song that inspired most of the themes, "Brighter than Sunshine" by Aqualung.
#41 Power:
It was something he kept only to himself, a fear not even his closest friend even knew about; that day he would use the ultimate power… in the final battle of life or death.
#42 Bother:
It often bothered her at strange moments – how come Ban never copped a feel of her bosom?
#43 God:
He wasn't Catholic, neither was he raised a Buddhist; sometimes though, he couldn't help but wonder if there truly is a higher power.
#44 Wall:
She had felt the barrier he'd put up between them the first time they met, she wasn't fazed by it however; Natsumi decided she would continue to watch him from the other side of that invisible wall.
#45 Naked:
He was the one hoping to get a sneak peak of her and Madoka lounging in the hot spring bath behind that rock; he never quite expected that she'd be the one to actually see him in all his naked glory.
#46 Drive:
He was usually so reckless – he needed to be in his job – but whenever she's in the car, he makes sure that he doesn't violate any - or at least, less traffic rules.
#47 Harm:
Natsumi was familiar and well aware of Ban's inexorable strength, she couldn't help but worry though, even at his minor scratches and injuries.
#48 Precious:
She held the soft, miniature doll in her palm, gingerly, as though it were made of glass instead of cloth; whispering a silent vow never to lose it again, for not only will the memories of her mother be lost, but – blue meets gray for an instant, she smiles – the few precious ones she has of the present as well.
#49 Hunger:
He wasn't as totally hungry as Ginji was, but he felt exceedingly vengeful at that stupid monkey who stole the bento that she had cooked and prepared especially for him.
#50 Believe:
With a fluffy comforter and a warm cup of cocoa, she had settled by the window ledge of the Honky Tonk, watching the glimmering lights of the Tokyo night-skyline and waited, patiently like always.
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