BCC File: Gene Starwind

By EntreriRose

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Gene Starwind let out a hearty yawn, leaning back precariously on his stool. The bar around him was a hub of activity; men drowned their sorrows in drink and unscrupulous women hustled the least sober of them out of their hard-earned wong. But that hardly mattered to the outlaw. As long as his glass was full he was happy.

"Wow . . . What a great gun. Do you mind if I feel it?"

"Whoa!" Gene pulled his cloak back around him, knocking away the groping pair of slender hands. "I know I've got the goods, sweetie, but I just can't dish it out to any chick that wants it."

The girl slammed the heel of her hand down onto the crown of his crimson haired head. "I was talking about the caster, asshole."

"Gee, sorry. You could've just said so, you didn't have to hit me." His eyes widen as they traveled up the curve-hugging sky blue crushed velvet pants and tank top to a vaguely familiar face framed by long, unruly chestnut hair. "Hey! You're that girl that does that stuff!"

"Could you possibly go any further from specific?" the girl asked sarcastically. "Allow me to introduce-"

"Yeah! I know now!" Gene oh-so-rudely interrupted. "You're name's Kat-chan. Yamato told me to watch out for you; said something about doing horrible things to good-looking guys like me."

"For one, in this story I'm going by my real nickname, Kate. And secondly, never interrupt me or naughty . . . err nasty things will happen."

"Freudian slip?" Gene mocked, then wailed as he was cuffed again.

Kate set her hands firmly on her hips in a gesture of annoyance. "Note to self: feed a stripped Yama to about a dozen Jun monsters." A feigned sweet smile played across her lips. "Now, what shall we do, koi?"

"Damn!" the redheaded outlaw reached out, grabbing her waist and pulling her onto his lap. "You do move fast; but if you really want I can go right here in the bar."

"Ewww! Get off of me, perv-bunny!" In a swift, fluid move, Gene was knocked off his stool into the waiting arms of three men dressed in black suits and Ray-ban sunglasses.

"What're the damned MIB doing here?" Gene screamed in outrage. "They're not on my fucking show!"

"We're the BCC, not MIB," the center agent explained. "The Bishounen and Bishoujo Control Center. You're going back to the vaults where you belong."

Another of the three men nodded courteously to Kate. "Yet on more stellar catch agent 013. It makes me proud to keep these anime characters safe for fan fiction authors around the world."

As gene Starwind, genki captain of the Outlaw Star, was dragged away kicking and screaming, young Kate slammed her fist down onto the bar.

"Dammit! I still didn't get to touch the caster!"