Title: Like Lovers
Fandom: Get Backers
Characters: Midou Ban x Kudo Himiko
Prompt: #059 Lovers
Word Count: 686
Rating: PG-13.
Author's Notes: Plotless. But it was kind of fun to write all the same. XD It's set on a random retrieval mission, probably when Himiko was asked to cooperate, and then Ban and Ginji split to accomplish different things, and well, she chose to go with Ban. So.
Was also glad I managed to make something not-quite-scary out of what I found to be the most difficult themes in the list. XD Maybe next time I'll write something with a real plot. XP
"Crap! Duck in here and look like we're necking!"
Ban's command was a whispered hiss, and Himiko barely managed a strangled "What?" before she found herself against a hard brick wall in a dark alley, with Midou Ban far closer to her than she thought necessary. She couldn't help but flush red.
Talk about compromising positions…!
His arms were along either side of her head; as she stood frozen, staring at him like he'd lost his mind, he swiftly angled his head so it blocked any passerby's view of their faces.
Which also made it look like they were…busy.
"Help me out here," he muttered, just loud enough for her to hear.
"What are you doing?" Still unsure and just a little bit piqued, Himiko gripped his shoulders, debating between violently pushing him away (or kneeing him good) and just letting him, well, stay there. Normally she'd choose the first option, but she had a hunch he was doing this for a good reason. Mostly because if he'd really been hitting her, the direct "look like we're necking!" wouldn't be his style.
(There was the fact that the situation was not entirely unwelcome, but she did not want her mind to elaborate on that.)
She tilted her head to the side to get a better view of his face, trying her best to quash the funny, fuzzy feeling spiraling in her stomach. "Midou Ban. Explain to me why we're here trying to look like lovers. This is not something I'd normally want to do."
"Shut up," he snapped. Interesting, it didn't sound like he'd taken it as an insult to his person as he usually would have. And he didn't notice it hadn't been delivered with much conviction, either. "In case you didn't notice, the guy we were trailing suddenly doubled back and would have seen us."
"How will you know when he's stopped looking, or when he's passed by?" Her hands relaxed on his shoulders.
"Hmph. It's me, I'll know."
"And why this stupid necking thing? Don't you have any better ideas, you pervert?"
Ban lowered his head a bit more until his mouth was right beside her ear, and breathed, "To the public eye, what else would a man and a woman be doing out at this hour?"
She simultaneously shuddered, mentally cursed, and tried not to inhale too sharply. He snorted in unholy amusement. "I felt that."
"…Arrogant jerk!" Her temper flared and she kicked him in the shin. Ban swore and lifted his head, only just keeping himself from hopping back. "What's your problem? You'll blow our cover!"
"I wish I'd chosen to go with Ginji," she said tartly.
That made him look at her and raise his eyebrows. "You wish Ginji were the one doing this, instead of me?"
She rolled her eyes. Ginji wouldn't have thought of this in the first place! "No, you idiot!"
(In retrospect, it'd always end up like this. He'd do something that in more normal conditions would be considered making a move, and she'd always end up thinking, what if, what if…)
"Hmph. Like I believe you." He covered her mouth with one hand to stifle her outraged exclamation—a movement at the mouth of the alley had caught his eye. He bent over her again, whisper soft but piercing. "All right, we give chase on the count of five. One. Two. Three. Four. Five—umph!"
Ban's mind blanked out and he felt his eyes go wide when the girl pulled him forward by the collar for a light, not-quite-brief kiss, then abruptly shoving him away.
"What the—"
"Believe me," she snapped, a bit breathless, before slipping out from under his arms and running to pursue their target.
Ban found himself blinking and just a bit dazed; he shook his head to snap out of it and cursed before following her.
-EnD-
Ginji couldn't contain his uproarious laughter as Ban dragged a sputtering Himiko out of the Honky Tonk. This time, she found herself with her back to their car.
"What are you doing?"
His eyes gleamed down at her as his hands thudded down on either side of her face. "Nobody steals kisses from me."