A Get Backers Fanfic
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warnings: Spoilers for end of anime!
Rating: G. Angst, fluff.
"Did you know?" Makubex asks
Ginji is on a rare (and
closely supervised) visit to Mugenjou. He brought his Get Back partner,
two former Emperors, one poisoner and a picnic hamper with him. The
latter item generates more interest within the walls of Lower Town.
Inhabitants of Mugenjou see people with strange abilities every day,
but a wicker basket containing strange and exotic foods like sandwiches
and sushi rolls is something new. The plates and cutlery are an oddity
too - they all match. Sakura has been staring at them in wonder since
Makubex picks up the thermos of coffee and
sniffs at it cautiously. The taste is disgusting, but it smells
wonderful. He doesn't care much for the can of soft drink Midou pressed
into his hands when they arrived either. Midou assures him that in the
outside world a boy with his hobbies would be drinking this... Jolt
Cola... stuff every day. It's almost a relief to know that that's one
experience he'll be spared.
"Did I know what?" Ginji responds, having finally managed to clear his
mouth of food long enough to speak.
on the other side of the picnic blanket, Midou and Shido are fighting,
as usual. Kazuki is watching and trying to referee, flanked by his
bodyguards, while Himiko merely watches, occasionally throwing in a
jibe where it'll do the most good.
"That I was..." Makubex makes a motion with his hand and pauses,
embarassed. "That I wasn't real."
Ginji stares at him for a long moment. "But you ARE real," he says,
with patented Ginji misunderstanding.
Makubex sighs. "You know what I mean."
turns to look at the fight, which has now escalated in size and volume
to include Juubei and Emishi. Ban clearly has his hands full. When
Ginji turns to look back at Makubex, his posture has altered and he
sits a little taller, a little straighter. He seems brighter somehow,
and his eyes are much, much older.
"From the moment I first saw you," says Raitei. "I knew."
lowers his eyes before his King and clenches his hands tightly around
the thermos. It comes from a coffee shop called the Honky Tonk. Ban and
Ginji speak of it often. They make wonderful food there, and the best
coffee in Japan. The owner's name is Paul, and he is a former retrieval
expert and computer geek, who has ridiculously powerful hard drives in
All of which are full.
The thermos is warm, made of metal, and unblemished by scratches or
dents. It is solid and heavy and real in Makubex's hands, which
It's a long moment before he speaks again, this time with a slight
choke in his voice. "Why?"
Why didn't you tell me? Why did you accept me? Why did you bring me
into the Volts and make me a leader?
Why do you keep saving me? Why do you care about me?
When you knew all along I wasn't real.
says Raitei, "you are Makubex, and you are my friend." The Lord of
Lightning leans over and presses his lips against Makubex's forehead.
"To me, you are real."
And the flush across Makubex's cheeks certainly feels it.
"What are you two talking about?"
and Raitei jerk apart and look up at Midou, who is glaring at them
suspiciously. Ginji blinks twice, and them beams. "Ban-chan! Did you
win the argument?"
The conversation moves on, but Midou's gaze
on Ginji is narrow, and soon he announces that it's time to go. The
party breaks up, with various people leaving or staying behind. Midou
gives Sakura a flat stare when she tries to hand him the picnic basket
and asks out loud what the heck she's talking about, just keep it! Or
does she really think he's gonna walk around with that thing like an
idiot? Ginji laughs and hugs everyone, even those who are accompanying
him back into the world outside Mugenjou. And Makubex hides in silence,
wondering if this, then, is Raitei's true power.
so much, Makubex," Ginji chides teasingly, tackling him for one last
hug before he leaves. "If you think too hard, it'll just make your head
"I'll do my best," Makubex promises, already missing his friend.
scolds and Ginji laughs and they leave together, out into the real
world where he cannot go, for he does not truly exist. They are human,
and he is merely data; a massive computer programme, given shape and
substance by electricity.
A/N: Rrrgh... could NOT get the ending to go the way I wanted it.