There's No Such Thing as "Fair"

by Uozumi

 

Author's Notes: Due to the fact my Animerica Extra is late, I have a sudden inspiration to write a Banana Fish fic.  Go figure.  I don't own anything, by the way, and this is set in the new Animerica Extra chapters since those are the only ones that I've read.  I'm shooting for a one-shot, but if you want more, I'll see what I can do about it.  Also, I took a liberty in naming Eiji's girlfriend.  Also when you see something like this: YO, that signifies a POV change. The first POV is Eiji and the second is Ash, and changes between them if it'll change at all etc...

*EXAMPLE:

HELLO, my name is Eiji, and I'm leaving for Japan.

HELLO, I'm Ash, and I'm leaving for a duel with Arthur.*

Do you get it?  Good.  Also I would like to state that thus far, Sing Soo-Ling and Ash are my favorite characters.  Eiji's really cool in his own way too . . . .  Halloween . . . eheheheh . . . anyway . . . on with this really short one-shot!

 

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MADONNA'S playing in the background, but she can't beat Sakura Kasumi (my best friend's band back in Japan) at all.  I can almost hear strains of their "Tenshi" in my ears.  "Sora wa..."

 

"Eiji, what are you singing?"

 

I turn from the window, replying, "Tenshi" content to watch the confusion play onto Bones and Kong's faces.  Averting my eyes back to the window, I glance to my watch absent-mindedly.  Soon I will have to leave on a flight to Japan with Ibé-san, leaving America behind.  I've done so much here, met so many people, and even if my life is in danger, I really don't want to leave.  I want to continue what I've been doing, keep staying here, keep hanging with Ash and everyone.  It's like parting from family.  Sure I'll see Mayako-chan, but still . . . .

 

I at least wish I could have said goodbye to Ash, but he's gone now with strict orders for me to board the plane with Ibé-san, but . . . .

 

I really don't want to go.  I know why, but I don't know why at the same time.

 

I at least wanted to say goodbye.

 

GAZING up at the night sky I feel like a loser.  Here I am walking to a duel that will most likely not live up to its rules.  I mean, it is Arthur we're talking about here, and I have yet to see him follow the rules.

 

Quietly tucking my gun into my belt, I sigh.  I really didn't want to leave and not tell Eiji goodbye, or where I'm going, etc. . . . but sometimes you do things that you don't like and others don't like, but if you live to say, "I'm sorry," then it's not a loss in the end.

 

I don't know if I'm going to be able to say that to Eiji if we meet again, but as long as he's on that flight we booked him on, that's all I care right now.

 

I have to push this out of my mind anyway, or I'm not going to be in the right mindset for this fight.  Not only do I have to be quick on my feet when in this knife fight, but I have to be wary of any hidden anything, etc. . . . .  This wouldn't worry me if I knew my opponent was going to go by the rules of our fight, but if I didn't have to worry, I wouldn't be fighting Arthur.

 

Hearing a disgusted tsk, I glance up.  Speak of the devil.  I can't help but feel that Arthur's going to screw me over, but well, as I said before this is Arthur.  Looking past him, I meet Cain's eyes.  He knows it too.

 

Meeting Arthur's snide gaze, I nod in greeting, wondering if I'll come out of his plans alive.

 

THE END