I am weak.
Jun. 3rd, 2005 08:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1I cannot fight this anymore. My strength is gone, my willpower nil. Tell my friends, I love them and please forgive me.
(I'll come up with a better title later)
Ban Midou and Gingi Amano gaped at the man sitting across from them.
"Will you do it? Please?"
"Sure we will!" Gingi said, clapping the startled man on the shoulder. "We'll be happy to find Victoria..." Ban cut him off with a choke-hold on his collar.
"Excuse us a minute, please." Ban manhandled Gingi to a corner of the Honky Tonk, ignoring the concerned looks from Natsumi. Wan shrugged and went back to his paper. HE knew better. "Gingi, what the HELL are you thinking!?" Ban hissed once they were squished into the corner. "We're not looking for a lost girlfriend!"
"But Ban!" Gingi protested, squirming to get free of Ban's grip. "Think about it! It's a trip to England! Haven't you ever wanted to get out of Japan, see the world?"
"No."
"I don't believe you. This is a great chance. Besides, he's willing to pay for it!" Ban's eyes developed dollar signs in a blink. Gingi sighed in relief when Ban let him go and strolled back to the client.
"So, Tanaka-san. As I was saying to my partner, we would be willing to take on your case, but it'll cost you."
"I understand." Tanaka said, nodding. "I knew it would. You are the best recovery service in Japan, after all and I am asking you to leave your home turf. I will pay you two million yen, half up front, and all your expenses while in England. Is this acceptable?" Gingi slid back into the booth and elbowed Ban, who was starting to drool.
"Four million yen." Ban said. Natsumi gasped, Wan dropped his paper and Gingi shrank into himself. "Half up front."
"Done." Tanaka took out a checkbook. Filling out the check, he ripped it off the pad and handed it to Gingi. Ban snatched the check, read it closely, folded it and put it in his shirt pocket. Tanaka handed Gingi a small manila folder. "This is what I have so far. I know a reporter in London, he is doing some background work. Your tickets are in the folder. We leave tomorrow." Tanaka stood and bowed. "Thank you very much. I really appreciate you taking my case. I have been very worried about Victoria. I will meet you at the airport."
"Tanaka-san, the GetBackers are on the case!" Gingi assured him. The three men shook hands and Tanaka left the cafe. Ban and Gingi poured over the folder. Inside were a few pictures, a bio sheet, two first class tickets and a newspaper clipping with a note attached. The pictures were of a blonde girl with pretty eyes in a college uniform. One was of her and Tanaka together, goofing for the camera. Ban read the bio sheet.
"Victoria Seras. 19. Graduated from Cambridge, enrolled in the police academy that same year. Graduated top of her class and joined Department 11, high-security unit. Blonde hair, blue eyes..." Ban skipped over the medical information. "Killed in the line of duty??? What the hell?"
"Ban. Look at this." Gingi waved the clipping. It was an obituary for Victoria. "It says she was killed during a shootout at an old church. Her entire unit was wiped out."
"Damn." Ban snagged the note.
"I know you're wondering why I would send you after a dead woman. I do not believe she is dead. Word slipped out from her department that her coffin was lighter then those of her comrades. Too light, was the exact wording. Plus there are rumors around the precinct that another group also responded to the standoff at the church. A secret group that no one likes to speak of directly, but a name is whispered. Hellsing. I think you should start there. Tanaka."
"What do you think?" Gingi asked, looking at Ban. Ban frowned down at the picture.
"I think we're going to England. Now my curiosity's piqued."
(I'll come up with a better title later)
Ban Midou and Gingi Amano gaped at the man sitting across from them.
"Will you do it? Please?"
"Sure we will!" Gingi said, clapping the startled man on the shoulder. "We'll be happy to find Victoria..." Ban cut him off with a choke-hold on his collar.
"Excuse us a minute, please." Ban manhandled Gingi to a corner of the Honky Tonk, ignoring the concerned looks from Natsumi. Wan shrugged and went back to his paper. HE knew better. "Gingi, what the HELL are you thinking!?" Ban hissed once they were squished into the corner. "We're not looking for a lost girlfriend!"
"But Ban!" Gingi protested, squirming to get free of Ban's grip. "Think about it! It's a trip to England! Haven't you ever wanted to get out of Japan, see the world?"
"No."
"I don't believe you. This is a great chance. Besides, he's willing to pay for it!" Ban's eyes developed dollar signs in a blink. Gingi sighed in relief when Ban let him go and strolled back to the client.
"So, Tanaka-san. As I was saying to my partner, we would be willing to take on your case, but it'll cost you."
"I understand." Tanaka said, nodding. "I knew it would. You are the best recovery service in Japan, after all and I am asking you to leave your home turf. I will pay you two million yen, half up front, and all your expenses while in England. Is this acceptable?" Gingi slid back into the booth and elbowed Ban, who was starting to drool.
"Four million yen." Ban said. Natsumi gasped, Wan dropped his paper and Gingi shrank into himself. "Half up front."
"Done." Tanaka took out a checkbook. Filling out the check, he ripped it off the pad and handed it to Gingi. Ban snatched the check, read it closely, folded it and put it in his shirt pocket. Tanaka handed Gingi a small manila folder. "This is what I have so far. I know a reporter in London, he is doing some background work. Your tickets are in the folder. We leave tomorrow." Tanaka stood and bowed. "Thank you very much. I really appreciate you taking my case. I have been very worried about Victoria. I will meet you at the airport."
"Tanaka-san, the GetBackers are on the case!" Gingi assured him. The three men shook hands and Tanaka left the cafe. Ban and Gingi poured over the folder. Inside were a few pictures, a bio sheet, two first class tickets and a newspaper clipping with a note attached. The pictures were of a blonde girl with pretty eyes in a college uniform. One was of her and Tanaka together, goofing for the camera. Ban read the bio sheet.
"Victoria Seras. 19. Graduated from Cambridge, enrolled in the police academy that same year. Graduated top of her class and joined Department 11, high-security unit. Blonde hair, blue eyes..." Ban skipped over the medical information. "Killed in the line of duty??? What the hell?"
"Ban. Look at this." Gingi waved the clipping. It was an obituary for Victoria. "It says she was killed during a shootout at an old church. Her entire unit was wiped out."
"Damn." Ban snagged the note.
"I know you're wondering why I would send you after a dead woman. I do not believe she is dead. Word slipped out from her department that her coffin was lighter then those of her comrades. Too light, was the exact wording. Plus there are rumors around the precinct that another group also responded to the standoff at the church. A secret group that no one likes to speak of directly, but a name is whispered. Hellsing. I think you should start there. Tanaka."
"What do you think?" Gingi asked, looking at Ban. Ban frowned down at the picture.
"I think we're going to England. Now my curiosity's piqued."
