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It’s always the same.
One moment things would be its normal routine, then the next everything would be completely and utterly shaken up. Then again wasn’t everything always this way when it came to him? Wasn’t it always Zenigata who shook things up, whether it be intentional or not? Wasn’t it not always Zenigata who changed the script at the worst time possible?
For as long as he could remember his rival had always been a man who did what he believed was right. Never truly following the rules that applied to the world whenever something of greater importance was on the line. Zenigata was in many ways a breed of his own making. A man who did things many men in his position would do, always following his morals and heart rather than his head when it really came down to it. It was a characteristic that wasn’t seen very often. A characteristic that always to some extent irked Lupin in some way, shape or form.
Especially when it resulted in situations like now.
Lupin gripped the cigarette in his fingers as he leaned on the balcony, trying to clear his head. His hands felt grimy and they were a dark shade of red from blood. His bright red jacket and blue shirt were stained in it as well yet he himself wasn’t bleeding.
No the blood belonged to the very man he was thinking about.
The thief felt his throat tighten slightly as he scrambled to get his lighter. He needed nicotine severely to help settle the underlying anxiety that threatened to overtake him. After searching through his pockets he finally found what he was searching for and quickly lit up his cigarette and took a deep inhale. The burning smoke and taste of tobacco filled his mouth and lungs, giving his senses a much needed relief even if small. Blowing out the smoke in a cloud, the thief stared out into the world below him. The slight bitter chill of the night air bit at him yet he didn’t dare move to go back inside the building where the rest of the gang was. The sounds of vehicles and other things filled his ears as he took another drag of his cigarette. Lupin suddenly tensed as the sounds of footsteps coming onto the balcony filled his hearing. He didn’t dare turn to look at who had joined him, knowing well enough who it was.
Feeling the body of another place itself next to him, he took another drag as he listened to the person next to him get a cigarette as well. It was silent for a beat, a thick uneasy tension in the air as Lupin tried to gather the nerve to speak up.
“How……how bad is it?”
The thief finally asked his usually, confident and chipper tone now soft and unsure.
“It’s……it’s not looking to good. We’re trying everything we can to make the bleeding stop but…..”
A scratchy deep voice, belonging to his partner Jigen, responded to his question. Lupin’s grip on his cigarette and the balcony tightened more his knuckles slightly white from the strain. Light grey eyes flickered over to his companion, meeting somber dark brown eyes filled with frustration and exhaustion. Lupin took in Jigen’s appearance noting that his usual hat was missing, instead his dark black bangs covered his eyes. However they were messy as if they’d been swiped through in the gunslinger’s anxious frustration. His suit much like Lupin’s was a mess of blood and wrinkled to hell and back. His eyes were tired and his expression drawn tight in his irritation.
All in all Jigen was just as much of a mess as Lupin.
“Who’s with him now?”
Lupin asked forcing the shakiness from his voice however it wavered by the end of his sentence. If Jigen noticed he didn’t comment on it.
“Goemon’s with him right now and Fujiko is helping him in my stead for the moment.”
Jigen replied taking a deep drag of his cigarette. Lupin gave a small noise of acknowledgement, knowing that the samurai and cat bulger would keep an eye on the inspector. Turning his eyes back to the streets Lupin couldn’t help but wonder how the night which was once a normal routine heist had taken such a horrific turn for the worst.
~~~~~
It was a simple heist. Just a quick in and out of another rich man’s home with his priceless riches in his and his gangs hands. It was supposed to be a piece of cake.
However it turned out to be much more challenging than it was supposed to be.
The heist had ended up getting complicated, the man who they were robbing having connections to the underworld of crime. The man known as Jonathan McCain wasn’t exactly the innocent man that he’d made himself to be. No underneath the supposed timid and cowardly persona was actually an unhinged lunatic. McCain was nothing more than a crazy man who wore his usual face like a facade and Lupin had underestimated him. This mistake was what made their heist go pear shaped. And to add more to the complex situation the gang had of course been tracked down by the inspector who was quickly thrown into the chaos that had broken out. Pops as soon as he realized the severity of the situation had quickly intervened and teamed up with them to get the group out of the mad man’s home. The group of five had fought through security and hired henchmen to try and get out, the original heist now completely forgotten. It was while the group had finally found the escape route and started to make a break for it that it’d happened.
Lupin was running, the priceless thing that he’d stolen in his inner jacket pocket after having managing to nick it while dodging bullets. He had managed to make a jump only for it to fall out of his pocket. Lupin hadn’t really thought about it, despite hearing Jigen’s shouts telling him to forget about it. He’d went to go and grab it again not noticing the gun that had been aimed at him. But the others had. He’d heard Fujiko scream and Jigen and Goemon’s shouts of his name as the loud explosive bang of the gun going off filled the air. It was at that moment that everything seemed to slow down. The thief turned realizing that he wouldn’t be able to get both the treasure and dodge the bullet, an uncharacteristic split second of hesitating on his part before his vision was filled with browns and tans covering a familiar figure.
Zenigata.
The sound of a bullet ripping through flesh and bone, the strong scent of blood filled the air, shocked dark brown eyes widening before the sight of Zenigata’s body beginning to fall filled his vision. Lupin felt like everything came to a halting stop and his body moved forward as his vision tunneled.
“POPS-!!!”
A scream tore from him as he went to catch the collapsing inspector. The thief barely managed to catch him as the two began to crumble to the ground. Lupin’s gaze frantically looked over the injured man and he swore his heart dropped out of his chest.
Blood.
Pop’s chest was stained in it, a horrible painting of crimson growing on his shirt at a rapid pace. His usually tan face was extremely pale and his eyes were filled with agony. Lupin stared at the sight, his entire being suddenly filled with a rage that he’d ever rarely felt. Sharp grey hues snapped up in the direction where the shooter was, seeing the hitman who had committed the deed. Lupin didn’t think, he only reacted on pure instinct. The hitman didn’t even realize that Lupin was already moving until the tall, monkey like man tackled him in a vicious and brutal manner. He didn’t notice his surroundings, didn’t notice that Jigen, Goemon and Fujiko had rushed over to them. Didn’t notice how Fujiko and Goemon had went to try and stop Zenigata’s bleeding. All he noticed was the man in his grasp and the ungodly need to make him suffer for what he’d just did.
‘He shot him. He shot Pops….’
The thought vicious and poisonous hissed in his head making the thief strangle the man under him.
'He hurt Pops, he hurt one of mine. I’m going to kill him with my bare hands-’
The murderous thoughts swirled as his body went into autopilot. Lupin would have killed him if he wasn’t grabbed from behind and yanked off of the gunner. With a livid snarl the thief struggled against the arms that were holding onto him.
“Lupin-!LUPIN STOP!”
A voice shouted in his ear making him pause in his fury driven actions.
Jigen.
It was Jigen talking to him. Jigen holding him back and dragging him away.
“Come on man we’ve got to go, we’ve got to get Pops out of here!”
Jigen said his voice gruff and filled with a hard edge as he dragged Lupin away from the now unconscious hitman for hire. Lupin turned his head angry that Jigen would even allow this scummy bastard off the hook when he caught sight of the gunman’s face. Jigen’s expression much like Lupin’s was filled with an ungodly fury, his dark gaze staring at the unconscious shooter with a look of pure disdain.
“We’ll get what’s ours later, but we need to go boss.”
Jigen said his gaze finally landing on the man in his hold. The gunslinger’s expression was full of a dark promise, one that the thief had only seen a few times during their partnership over the years of working together. It was a look that told Lupin that McCain would not get away with this, that he would pay for this. McCain would get what was coming to him, because Lupin knew that if he didn’t get to the rat first then Jigen most certainly would.
It was that reassurance that made Lupin stop his struggles against Jigen’s hold and allowed him to turn his back on the unconscious form. The duo rushed to the trio that was waiting for them. Goemon was pressing down on Zenigata’s chest where he bled out while Fujiko watched over them should anything else happen. Once they saw Lupin and Jigen coming back to them they relaxed a bit. Four pairs of eyes met before the group worked quickly to grab Zenigata and help him out of this God forsaken place. After that it was a bit of a blur to Lupin, just flashes of moments that would haunt him forever.
The Fiat speeding through the streets to get to their safe house.
Goemon’s hands overlapping his as they both pressed down to stop the bleeding.
The growing puddle of crimson that stained the seats and his hands.
Jigen and Fujiko’s voices speaking rapidly about what they would do once inside the safe house.
All of it burned into Lupin’s mind as he and his gang moved the now unconscious inspector out of the car and into the building. As soon as they were through the door Jigen and Fujiko were on the move. Goemon helped Lupin set Zenigata down so the gunslinger and samurai could get to work. Fujiko had went to grab the medical supplies from the bathroom cabinet while Jigen and Goemon tore off Pop’s trenchcoat and shirt. Lupin meanwhile just watched, his mind unable to believe that this was actually happening. Grey hues zoned in on the large body of his rival. After years of being chased by Zenigata it seemed almost impossible that something like this could happen to him. Zenigata was in a way larger than life, his presence was lively and always demanded attention in some way. A man who had been through hell and the ends of the Earth to chase down Lupin and the gang. He was almost invincible in some way. Yet now Lupin was having the harsh realities of the world being thrown into his face. Pops once full of life was now extremely pale. His lips were stained copper colored, and his chest rose and fell in light and uneven ways. His eyes were closed, and he was covered in blood, the bullet wound bleeding and not seeming to stop anytime soon.
'He’s going to die…..’
Lupin felt his stomach roll as the realization hit him. Suddenly the room felt too crowded, felt too small and before he even thought about it he was already leaving the room.
~~~~~
Lupin jumped when he felt Jigen touch his shoulder.
“Hey……you’re uh….”
The gunslinger started to say gesturing to his face. The thief blinked and went to wipe at his face only to come to the realization that he was crying. Tears, large and fat rolled down them silently, making Lupin embarrassed. He didn’t cry, he shouldn’t be crying and yet……
He thought about Jigen who always stood by his side no matter what. He thought about Goemon who stayed with them and kept them safe. He thought about Fujiko and how she watched over the three of them. He thought about Zenigata and how he was always there whenever they needed him.
Zenigata who chased him to the ends of the Earth.
Zenigata who was the kindest man Lupin had ever met.
Zenigata who was always doing things like protecting him and his gang from harm.
Lupin felt the tears run faster as a sudden bitterness hit him. Zenigata was always shaking things up at the most inconvenient of times. He was always doing things that threw Lupin through a loop and threw him off kilter. Zenigata had a role that he needed to play, a role that no one else could ever fill. He was supposed to be the inspector who was in charge of arresting him, he was supposed to be the cop who didn’t care about him other than to throw him behind bars. Not the man who would die for him and the gang, not the man who cared about a group of criminals.
Yet he did.
Zenigata Koichi was the man who cared as well as the cop, the man who would die for him and the others because he followed his heart more than the supposed rules made for their roles.
And it was because of this that Pops was possibly dying right now in the next room.
Lupin sucked in a sharp breath and wiped at his eyes more trying to get the tears to stop but it wasn’t possible. Not when a member of his group was dying, not when he was losing someone who was so important to him.
Not when he was the one who put him in this position.
The thief crumbled a bit and Jigen didn’t hesitate to go and steady his companion. As soon as Lupin was within range the man clung to his partner. Jigen stiffened for a second before wrapping his arms around Lupin. The two stayed in this position for a while, with Lupin breaking down silently while Jigen gave him the support. The gunslinger didn’t comment on it, knowing that Lupin wasn’t taking this easily. Hell none of them really were. Much like the gentleman thief, Jigen, Goemon and Fujiko were just as messed up. The older inspector had grown on all of them and the thought of him no longer being there was a thought they didn’t ever want to become a reality. Yet tonight it seemed as if their worst nightmare was coming true.
After what felt like an eternity Lupin finally pulled away from Jigen, his eyes puffy but nevertheless he was pulled back together. The gunman patted his partner’s arm.
“It’ll be okay. Pops isn’t going to up and die on us. Not when he’s got Goemon on his case.”
Jigen said to try and reassure the other man. They both knew that there was no guarantees of Pops making it but it still brought them both a sense of comfort.
“You’re right…..he’ll be okay…..”
Lupin muttered offering a smile that was more of a grimace. Jigen took it anyway and gave him a smile back before they both jumped slightly at the sound of the door opening to the balcony. Heads snapping up their gazes landed on Goemon and Fujiko. The samurai’s white kimono was stained red, his sleeves splashed from him pushing them up while he worked. His gaze was tired yet calm as he spoke.
“We got the bleeding to stop. He’s going to be okay.”
The samurai stated yet his shoulders and gaze showed just how relieved he was. Lupin and Jigen seemed to collapse into themselves, the thief letting out a relieved yet slightly wet laugh while Jigen ran his hands through his hair a small smile on his face. Fujiko stepped around Goemon and went to stand next to Lupin while Goemon went to step next to Jigen.
“He’s very lucky to be alive. I honestly thought that….”
Fujiko said trailing off quietly, her sentence being left unsaid to the men around her. But they all knew what she meant and had shared her fears of nearly losing Zenigata. Lupin looked at her and noticed that she too had puffy eyes. It sent a shock to his system to know that he wasn’t the only one who broke down. The thief was interrupted from his revelation by Jigen.
“So now that Pops is going to be okay, I think it’s best to discuss something.”
The gunslinger stated his tone serious as he drew the attention of the others to him. A shared look of understanding passed between the four of them as they tensed.
“I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m thinking that McCain needs a talking to of sorts.”
Jigen said his expression hard as he said McCain’s name.
“I agree with you gunman. He can’t be allowed to get away with what he’s done.”
Goemon spoke up his own voice sharp. It was rare for the usually calm samurai to sound so angry but given the circumstances it was understandable.
“Honestly he really deserves it. He was the fool who went for a thief’s prized possession.”
Fujiko said her tone light yet the three men knew that underneath it laid a hard edge that unless you knew the female thief you would have missed it. The three criminals turned their gazes towards Lupin, waiting for his thoughts to their unspoken question. Lupin placed a finger on his chin in thought, seemingly thinking about it.
“Ya know, I think you all are absolutely right. McCain needs to learn that messing with a thief and what’s theirs isn’t the wisest decision.”
Lupin said his tone professional and chipper in a way. Yet it was quite clear that the look in his gaze was hard and sharp. Like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, the lanky man was barely keeping that earlier fury he’d experienced before at bay. The four exchanged sharp and deadly looks to one another, a silent agreement between them.
“Till then we’ll just have to take care of Pops and make sure that he heals up alright.”
The gentleman thief said pushing himself from the balcony he’d been leaning against and starting to make his way inside. Jigen followed close behind him as well as Goemon and Fujiko. Once they were all inside Lupin locked the door to the balcony and made his way towards Zenigata’s room. He had to see for himself that he was okay. The others went their separate ways, leaving the thief be as they retired from the rough events of the evening. Lupin stepped into the room and quickly scanned it before finally landing on the limp form of the inspector. Zenigata was laying on his back, his chest naked and covered in bandages. The medical supply kit was sitting beside the small bedside table, having been put away back in its box. Lupin stepped further into the room grabbing a chair and setting it up beside the bed. Once seated the thief gently reached over and grasped one of the in inspector’s hands and looked him over.
Pops was out cold, his breathing still light and wheezing but it was easier than it had been. His face was still pale and his hand felt cold, yet the movement of his chest put Lupin at ease. Zenigata was okay, and that was all that mattered to him. Gazing at Pops with a small heartfelt look Lupin ran his thumb over the hairy knuckles of his rival in a soothing manner.
“It’s going to be okay now Pops. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
The younger man said softly, bringing the hand his was holding up to his lips and giving it a gentle kiss. It was always the same when it came to them. Yet at the same time it never truly was. They had their roles that they played, their games of cat and mouse that they had between them. They were each other’s rivals in the world and yet at the same time they had other roles too.
Zenigata was the cop who chased Lupin. He was also the cop who followed his heart, and did what he believed was right. Pops was the man who cared too much at times and who always had his back whenever things got too bad for him to handle alone. The unassigned shadow that always watched over him and made sure that he was safe. The man who was kind to him even when he didn’t deserve it. Yet he wasn’t the only one who got this protection and kindness.
His partners got it as well.
Jigen, Goemon and Fujiko were also in this category for Pops. They too were apart of Zenigata’s protection and watchful eye. They all where under the care of Zenigata Koichi when it really came down to it.
And just like Lupin, his partners also shared his feelings towards the inspector.
Lupin squeezed the older man’s hand and placed another kiss onto it, recalling the faces of his gang on the balcony and their unspoken agreement.
Jigen whose eyes were hard and sharp, holding that deadly promise of making McCain pay for hurting Pops.
Goemon whose entire being hid the raging hurricane of vengeance on behalf of the inspector.
Fujiko whose eyes held pure disdain and disgust for the man who had caused Zenigata to nearly lose his life.
All three of them wanting nothing more than to make the man suffer in some way or another. Just as he wanted to.
Zenigata may have their backs but they too had his back.
And it’d remain this way till the end of time.
After all……
It was one of their roles to play.
*OT5 make brain go brrrrrrrrrr. Okay so honestly I kinda just wrote this up to kinda get a feel for writing for these five wonderful fools. And I also wanted an excuse to write protective Lupgang over Pops because I absolutely live for it sue me lol. Also it’s implied that the five of them are somewhat romantically interested/involved with each other yet for the most part I focused on the LupZeni, JigLup and ZeniJig in this. (I’m not used to writing for so many pairings please bare with me). Anyways if any y'all read this I hope you enjoyed it!!!*
Rabbits were weird little critters. At least to Jigen they were. He’d never really had a solid opinion on them, remaining rather neutral on whether he liked them or not. But at the moment that once neutral feeling towards them had quickly went to pure dislike towards the animal. The gunslinger at this moment wanted nothing more than to shoot the little monsters. And why did he want to do such a thing to such a fluffy creature?
Well to put it bluntly, a rabbit had stolen his wallet.
Rabbits were weird little critters. At least to Jigen they were. He’d never really had a solid opinion on them, remaining rather neutral on whether he liked them or not. But at the moment that once neutral feeling towards them had quickly went to pure dislike towards the animal. The gunslinger at this moment wanted nothing more than to shoot the little monsters. And why did he want to do such a thing to such a fluffy creature?
Well to put it bluntly, a rabbit had stolen his wallet.
A white rabbit to be exact.
And come heaven or hell Jigen was going to get that wallet back even if it killed him. That had been his mindset when he’d chased the little menace in an open field, only to come to a stop at a rather large hole in the ground. Jigen glared at the large hole at the time not noting how strange it was for a small rabbit to have such a large burrow. If he hadn’t been blinded by the need to get the wallet back (it had all his money in it and it was a gift from Lupin), he would have noticed the ground giving way under his feet. But unfortunately he didn’t notice, not until the ground fell out from under him. The gunman let out a startled shout as he fell into the dark abyss that consumed him. As he fell into the dark he couldn’t help but think.
‘I hate rabbits.’
~~~~~
When Jigen had finally hit the ground he’d let out a pained hiss as his body absorbed the shock. Rubbing his aching hip and shoulder, the man looked up at where he’d fallen from and felt a sense of unease as he took in the sight. The hole which he’d fallen down from was now nothing more than a pin prick of light that shined down on him. The gunslinger cursed under his breath as the situation became more real.
“God damnit.”
He growled lowly not at all happy with how his day had turned out. He’d only wanted to relax and now here he was trapped and having his wallet taken from him. He briefly entertained the idea of contacting Lupin or Goemon only to quickly shut it down. Knowing how Lupin could be at times, Jigen knew that if the thief ever found out that he’d been robbed by a small rabbit and then fell into a hole chasing after it, he’d never hear the end of it. Pushing himself up more Jigen began to pick himself up off of the ground, dusting off his suit jacket and pants before looking at his surroundings.
“What the hell did I fall into?”
He asked baffled by how spacious the surrounding area was. As he looked his eyes quickly caught the sight of a flash of white racing away into a tunnel. Jigen didn’t hesitate as he began to race after the white rabbit which was steadily keeping a good distance from him as it raced away. The rabbit made a quick turn and disappeared around a corner, with Jigen in hot pursuit only to be greeted by the sight of the fluffy animal opening up a small door and rushing through it. The sound of the door’s lock clicking into place filled the room. Stunned by what he’d just witnessed Jigen stared at the small door, trying to process what he’d seen.
'It opened the door. That little fluffy bastard actually opened up a door can rabbits even do that????’
Jigen thought questioningly before deciding to dwell on the thought at a later date. Instead he had more important things to worry about such as the room he’d stepped into. Instead of dirt covered walls of a tunnel in a burrow, the room had actual walls in it. Elegant and homey like, complete with chairs and a table. A few paintings hung on the walls adding to the effect of the room. The gunslinger stared at the sight before him, eyes wide underneath his dark bangs and hat.
“What in the hell….?”
He breathed confused and suddenly very uneasy. What was before him shouldn’t be possible. It shouldn’t be possible for a dirty tunnel to have a fully furnished room in it. Stepping further into the room with cautious steps Jigen looked around for any sort of threats that could lurk within it. His hand was hovering over his hip, ready to grab the Magnum should the need arise. After a few beats of silence Jigen stepped further into the room taking note of the table that sat in it. It was a glass one, upon it sat a tray of treats and small cakes. Jigen reached to pick one up and examine it. The cake was small and cutesy, like something out of a little girls tea party. In elegant writing of white icing sat two words.
Eat Me.
Jigen furrowed his brow at the cake, mentally debating whether he should eat the sweet treat or not. After a bit of a mental argument with himself he finally decided to eat it. Probably not the wisest thing for him to do but he wasn’t one to turn down free food.
'What’s the worst that could happen?’
He thought as he took a bite out of the treat. An explosion of sweetness and creamy flavor hit his taste buds making him nearly choke on it. He wasn’t really a fan of sweets and it was quite obvious that whoever had made this cake had went all out with it. Placing the rest of it back down on the table Jigen made his way to the small door to try and get a good look at it. Crouching down he examined the door, noting that he was too big to fit through it. It was just big enough for the rabbit to get through it and he being human had no real chance of getting through it as well. With an annoyed frown Jigen went to stand up again only to realize that something was off. Eyes narrowed he looked over himself.
Had…..had he gotten bigger?
The gunman didn’t get a chance to really answer his question before his body seemed to grow instantaneously. With a loud shout of shock Jigen’s body grew bigger and bigger until he had to hunch over himself in order to fit into the room. His one foot was pressed up against the wall while the other was underneath his body to try and support himself. His head hit the ceiling and his shoulders were pressed up snugly against the wall as well. He could barely move from his position he realized in slight irritation and horror.
“I’m losing my mind what the hell is going on???”
Jigen asked his tone panicking just a bit before he forced himself to get a grip. He knew that if he completely lost his head, he’d be unable to get out of his current position. Scanning the room again to try and figure out a way to get himself out of the situation his gaze landed back onto the table. Surprisingly the delicate piece of furniture had remained unharmed during his insane growth spurt. However what was once on it’s clear surface was something completely different. The small cakes which once graced the tabletop were no longer there but rather a small glass bottle now sat in their place. With a small huff and a bit of squirming Jigen managed to grab it without breaking it in his large hand. Bringing it as close as he possibly could to his face he could finally make out a small note on the side of it.
Drink Me.
Staring at the bottle with an apprehensive look Jigen brought the bottle to his mouth careful not to accidentally swallow the bottle itself. The effect unlike with the cake was instantaneous. His body once huge and cramped in the room was suddenly shrinking rapidly. In a matter of moments he was suddenly the size of the rabbit he’d been chasing before. The table and chairs were giant now from his point of view. Playing with the rim of his hat Jigen tried not to let what had just occurred bother him. He had bigger fish to fry. With quick steps Jigen made his way to the door and grabbed the knob going to twist it open…..
Only for it to catch on the lock.
Jigen froze, his body tensing as frustration built up inside him. With a foreboding feeling his eyes went back to the table hoping that his suspicions would be wrong only to nearly scream in irritation as the familiar shape of a key looked through the glass at him.
“Oh fuck this.”
The gunslinger growled in irritation as he started to dig into his jacket pockets. There was no way in hell that he was going through that nonsense again. No Jigen was going to open this door his way or so help him there’d be hell to pay. After searching and emptying his pockets he finally found what he’d been looking for. A lock picking kit. The man didn’t waste anymore time and got to work to pick lock. After a few clicks and clangs he finally heard the lock unlocking. With a smug grin Jigen pushed the door open and with a confident stride made his way through its doorway.
~~~~~
When Jigen had finally stepped through to the other side he was nearly blinded by bright sunshine in his face. Blinking rapidly and pulling his hat further over his eyes Jigen took in the world around him. Sunshine and bright flowers and plants greeted him, the sounds of nature invading his ears. Mushrooms towered over him as well as grass and flowers. Jigen’s mouth opened up in a slight gap as he took it all in. He was so taken in by the insanity of it that he barely noticed the figure perched on top of one of the mushrooms.
“If you keep your mouth open like that you’re gonna catch flies!”
A chipper voice shattered the air. A familiar chipper voice, one that Jigen would know anywhere. Head snapping up his dark eyed stare landed on the person in front of him.
“Lupin????”
He asked dumbfounded by the sight of his friend. Jigen nearly let out a sound of relief at seeing a familiar face before he stiffened slightly as he took in the rest of Lupin. While his face and body were the same there were also differences on his friend.
Such as the two white rabbit ears sitting on top of his head.
Jigen let out a strained kind of noise at the sight of the rabbit ears and tried not to completely lose it.
“It’s official I must be tripping or suffering from a concussion.”
Jigen said not knowing whether he should lose it or laugh at how ridiculous Lupin looked with rabbit ears. The gunslinger then noticed that Lupin was holding something, something extremely familiar.
“My wallet-!”
Jigen hissed going to make a grab for it. Lupin or rather the white rabbit was quicker than Jigen however and evaded the swiping hands reaching for said wallet.
“Hey now that’s rather rude! Trying to grab things out of people’s hands! Haven’t you ever heard of manners?”
The rabbit asked his voice a bit huffy yet his light grey eyes were mischievous and playful.
“Manners?! You stole my wallet and I want it back Peter Cottontail!”
Jigen snapped somewhat at the Lupin look alike. Lupin just gave Jigen a raised eyebrow, his gaze still full of amusement and mischief. It was honestly unnerving how uncannily similar the white rabbit was to his Lupin. They had the same look, the same eyes, the same everything really. It was somewhat messing with Jigen’s head a bit which was making him react rather snappily.
“Peter Cottontail? That’s a new one! You’ve got a gift for nicknames huh?”
Lupin asked his tone playful. Jigen tried not to let it effect him too much given that this wasn’t actually Lupin and that none of this could be real. However it was rather difficult.
“As for your wallet I think I’ll keep it. It’s rather nice after all and I’ve been needing one myself.”
The man said with a small hum of satisfaction at his prize.
“Oi-! If you think I’m gonna let you run off with my wallet you’ve got another thing coming you little menace-”
Jigen began to spit only to be cut off by laughter. Snapping his focus on to Lupin, the other man was laughing clutching his stomach somewhat as his eyes crinkled with mirth.
“Calm down no need to get so worked up! I’ll happily give you back your wallet my dearest!”
Lupin said his tone light and full of laughter however Jigen was instantly on high alert. Lupin willingly given back what he’d stolen? That was nearly unheard of, in fact the whole thing was making Jigen tense. He knew his partner better than anyone and this whole thing was completely out there. Lupin wasn’t someone who just gave things back, not unless there was something in it for him.
“I’ll give back your wallet……after you catch me.”
Lupin said a sudden smirk on his face. Jigen barely had a chance to process it before Lupin disappeared from sight taking off leaving only a small dust cloud behind him. The gunslinger stared at the spot where Lupin had been before letting out a loud groan that echoed somewhat into the vastness of the surrounding area. A game of tag and chase where Lupin would get to have his fun and Jigen could possibly get his wallet back. This was exactly what he’d been waiting for somewhat. Jigen ran a hand over his face wondering why his mind would come up with something like this in the first place.
“Looks like I’ve got no choice.”
The gunman grumbled as he began to pursue the white menace with Lupin’s face on it. Despite the irritation at the situation Jigen was also somewhat amused by Lupin’s little game. At least he’d have something to focus on as he tried to either snap out of this weird thing he was in or if it was a real thing find a way out of it. With that in mind Jigen continued onwards after the white rabbit.
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“Where the hell am I?”
Jigen muttered as he stared at the crossroads before him. Some time had passed since he continued his pursuit of the white rabbit with Lupin’s face and during this time he’d learned several things. The place he was in was apparently called Wonderland. It was a rather strange and ridiculous place where everything and everyone was either backwards or straight up full of nonsense. Nothing had any order to it and it was basically a game of Russian roulette in trying to figure out what was what. He’d also learned that his suit was no longer his suit when he’d passed by a stream of water on his journey.
His usual suit which was black with a royal purple dress shirt had been replaced with a bright white one. The shirt underneath this white ensemble was a mixture of light blue and teal. His hat was also white and the only thing that remained the same was his shoes and tie. It’d been quite a shock seeing the sudden change in his clothing yet he didn’t dwell on it. Another thing he’d learned was to never eat anything or drink anything with wording on it. After another incident involving him growing and shrinking he’d made sure to not go messing with that kind of thing. And the final thing he’d learned just recently was that signs in Wonderland were completely and utterly useless.
Which was why he was now stuck at the crossroads. The man stared at the signs, each of them saying nonsense things or things that were the complete opposite of what they should have been. It was a mess of random things and it made him grouchy somewhat when he couldn’t figure them out. Scratching at his beard mindlessly Jigen tried to figure out a plan for what he should do next when a voice spoke up, startling him.
“My, my it looks like someone’s lost.”
A voice purred in amusement. Jigen didn’t hesitate as he pulled out his gun and pointed it in the direction of where the voice came from.
“Come out and show yourself unless you want to have a face full of led.”
Jigen said his tone hard and leaving no room for argument. The voice let out a small huff not bothered by the gun before a body suddenly appeared before Jigen. A large feline of different shades of pinks and purples sat on a tree branch, it’s large fluffy tail flickering lazily. Large unfocused eyes stared straight into Jigen making the gunman’s skin break out into goosebumps.
“A face full of led doesn’t sound like a fun time, however I wouldn’t be above giving it a try.”
The cat said sounding unfazed by the threat of possibly being shot. Most people should Jigen had his gun focused on them wouldn’t be so calm and unbothered like this feline. Then again it seemed as if people of Wonderland didn’t really care about things like that. It was something that made Jigen uneasy.
“Where are you going if I may ask?”
The cat asked keeping its gaze on Jigen.
“I’m trying to find the white rabbit. Do you happen to know where he’d be at?”
The gunman asked his own gaze honed in on the feline. The cat seemed to perk up at the mention of Lupin and to Jigen’s horror a large smile grew on its face.
“Ah yes him! Let me guess he took something from you? He has a habit of doing that, in fact he’s quite famous for it. I personally don’t know where he’d be at….”
The cat said trailing off and making Jigen’s jaw tighten as he was met with what appeared to be a dead end.
“But I do know someone who knows what you want to know.”
The feline finished its large cheshire grin growing more.
“Oh?”
Jigen asked somewhat intrigued yet weary by the information. The large feline gave a small nod in confirmation.
“In fact he’s almost as infamous as your white rabbit. If anyone can give you some answers it’d be him. Just go straight to the right and continue on the road until you see a house. That’s where you’ll find him…..supposedly.”
The cheshire cat said ominously. The gunslinger gave a tight nod wanting nothing more than to leave and not see the creature again. Without another word Jigen began to make his way to the right side of the crossroads.
“Good luck Jigen~”
The cat said with an unhinged giggle making the man stop dead in his tracks. Whipping back around Jigen was met with nothing but the sight of trees and other natural things. The cheshire cat was no longer in the trees having disappeared into thin air. Jigen’s heart was pounding in his chest and his skin broke out into a cold sweat as he practically sped away from the area rattled.
'How did it know his name?’
He had no answer.
*Yeet tis I your boy back at it again with insanity! So I’d recently came across this blog in the lupin the third fandom and y'all they make the most amazing artwork!! In fact this Wonderland AU piece was inspired by their artwork!!! @theevilemster does amazing artwork for their AU and I’m telling y'all you need to check it out ASAP. Like for real their art is amazing. I basically wrote this because I was heavily inspired by their work and once I’d started writing it rolled away from me lol. I apologize in advance if this sucks and if the characters are OOC, I tried my best with it sgdgdgg. Anyways if any y'all read this I hope you enjoyed it!!! And please check out the artist their artwork is totally worth it!!*
