Summary: AU. Mido Ban is forced into the strangest circumstances—resulting into the most mysterious problems. Including high school with paranormal students, memory problems, people trying to murder him, ever growing debts and a certain special blond who has too many psychedelic mood swings for his own good. Shonen-ai

Disclaimer: I do not own Get Backers in any aspect.

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Problem Two: Two-faced Person

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After that certainly joyful welcome, Ban made his way to the Secretary's Office. You know, the place with the big sign that says SECRETARY'S OFFICE. So after opening the door and introducing himself rather quickly, the headmaster's secretary handed him his schedule.

"You just ask the students around here for other information," she added rather snottily. "And, do be careful. Your first week here will be rough." She sized him up. "Well, at least you don't look like some pushover. Good luck." And she gestured for the door.

Ban glared at her slightly, before going out of the room. Sheesh, he hadn't even been here for a good half hour and he already wanted out. Were all schools like this?

As he walked around the school, trying to decipher his schedule and locating his locker, he bumped into someone.

"Sorry," the person mumbled. Ban looked up to see a green-haired male who looked about his age. He looked familiar, in a strange way…

"Do I know you?" He blurted out.

The stranger blinked. "Um…I don't know…do you?"

Ban shook his head. "No, sorry…I thought you looked like someone I knew."

He laughed. "That's okay." He looked at the schedule Ban was holding. "New student?"

Ban nodded. "Yeah."

"I'm shocked…all new students here end up being hanged on their underwear upside down in the boys' bathroom on their first day," he commented. "I'm Kudo Yamato. You?"

"Mido Ban," he responded. "Hey…did what you just say…is that true?"

Yamato laughed. "I never lie, Ban…that's practically a custom here." He grinned wryly. "I won't forget my first day quickly, that's for sure."

Ban winced. That must have been harsh. And he thought what he got was bad. "So…think you can help me out?"

"Why not?" With that said, the other male took the piece of paper Ban was holding. "How nice. You're my new locker partner. I was wondering when I'd get a new one." He laughed. "I think the last kid quitted already." He started walking.

Ban started walking alongside him. "Why?" he asked curiously.

Yamato smirked. "You don't want to know. Believe me."

Ban didn't know how to react to that. This place was brimming with secrets and mysteries, and most of them seemed potentially dangerous. He really wondered how Natsumi and HEVN survived here…

They stopped in front of a stream of lockers in a hallway. Yamato clenched his fists, then punched a nearby locker. Ban nearly jumped in surprise.

"What was that for?" He asked, looking at the ruined locker in shock.

Yamato gestured to it. "Your new locker, Ban."

"The hell!"

He smirked slightly, then opened the locker. Ban felt sick at the sight. There was a kid in the locker, nose bleeding. And it looked like Yamato's punch intentionally hit him.

"Get the hell out," Yamato told the kid harshly, and the kid went out, practically tripping in haste to get away. Yamato turned to Ban. "Looks like they've taken the facts from Miss Bitch already…bet she tipped them off." At Ban's blank expression, he sighed and explained. "The secretary, Ban. She's a witch. Live with her. She exists to prey on students' misery."

"You. Are. Kidding," Ban said slowly, shaking his head. "No. Way. Is this a school or what?"

Yamato rolled his eyes. "Believe me, life's like that in this school. They've got great teachers, great facilities…it's a really great place, but the students and teachers alike believe only the deserving get here. They're all nuts, honestly. And if you want to survive here, lay low, study hard, and be always on your guard. Having some few tricks up your sleeve are helpful too."

Ban still couldn't stomach in all that information, but he was able to absent-mindedly place his items in the locker. After that, Yamato explained his schedule.

"You've got Math first," he explained. "My sister's there, she'll help you around. The Math room is only down the hallway. You won't get lost. Your next class is English; I'll swing by and help you get there, 'cause that's my next class too. Oh, and be careful in Math class. We've got a killer for a teacher there. Seriously." Yamato waved goodbye, and took off the opposite direction.

Ban was a little bit dazed about all that completely unpleasant information that he bumped into another person again while walking again. And this wasn't exactly a good thing.

"Oh, it's the little punk again." Ban looked up and felt a stab of annoyance at seeing one of his attackers again. "Kid, if Yarnball awhile ago wasn't there to save your ass, you'll be in the boys' bathroom already suffering some well-inflicted pain."

Ban glared at him. "Well, you weren't exactly the most fair, aren't you? Several dozens of trying-hards trying to attack little ol' me."

"You'll learn to keep your mouth shut in a couple of weeks," another guy cut in, and soon several more students started closing in on him. Ban bit his lip. So not good…get out of trouble, just to fall right back in again. Why was he so darn unlucky?

One of them punched him squarely on the face; Ban retaliated with kicking him directly in the abdomen. Which wasn't a good idea on his part, since one of them grabbed his leg and twirled him around, sending him flying to the rows of lockers near them. Damn it. Did his spinal column just break?

"How about you get going to class? The bell will ring in a good fifteen minutes." A voice cut in. Ban opened his eyes to see a hazy image of a blond kid his age stepping up to the thugs. Ban was surprised; he was standing up to them? Especially since the kid looked like some little runt who did nothing but eat ice cream all day and sing cheerful songs.

To add more to his surprise, all of his attackers backed off, looking terrified. "We're sorry!" They all chorused, before running away like headless chickens.

The boy walked up to him and helped him up. "Are you okay?" he asked concernedly.

Ban nodded, trying to see if he had sustained hazardous injuries. "Nothing seems to broken…I think." He looked at the blond male. "Uh…thank you, I guess."

He laughed. "There's really no need." His eyes lit up; and Ban marveled at the way he resembled a little kid. From looking like a dangerous madman to innocent kid… "What's your name?"

"Mido Ban," he answered.

"I'm Amano Ginji!" he introduced himself cheerfully. "Nice to meet you, Ban-chan!"

Ban's left eye twitched. "Um…I'd appreciate it if you didn't call me Ban-chan…" Ginji's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, and they started looking teary. "Um…uh…"

"You…you don't want to be called Ban-chan?" The boy asked tearfully, looking ready to start waterfall crying any time soon.

"I-It's not like that…" Ban backed off a little, wondering what sort of pyscho was this guy.

"HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE CALLED BAN-CHAN!" Ginji screamed, echoing all through out the school. "HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE MY FRIEND! WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

"N-no, Ginji, that's not what I meant—"

"BAN-CHAN DOESN'T WANT TO BE CALLED BAN-CHAN! HE HATES ME! HE—"

"Um…Ginji…stop screaming…" Ban frantically searched around his pockets. "You want a lollipop? Look, Ginji, it's a lollipop! Its—"

"BAN-CHAN HATES ME!"

"YOU CAN CALL ME BAN-CHAN!" Ban yelled, just to make him stop screaming his lungs out. "It's okay, Ginji, just fine—"

Ginji stopped crying and reverted into a one foot tall chibi. He took the lollipop and he quickly latched into Ban's hair. "I CAN CALL HIM BAN-CHAN!" He screamed, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Hurray!"

"Ginji…could you get down from my hair?" Ban asked politely, half-fearing the boy would begin another screamfest. But, his hair was more important. Did the blond realize that he was dripping drool and stick lollipop into his hair? That was practically a crime.

Ginji nodded cheerfully, and instead latched into his leg. Ban sighed. Well…you win some, you lose some…and as long as it wasn't his hair, he could survive just fine.

"Ban-chan, you're a new student aren't you?"

"Yeah, Ginji, I am," he answered exasperatedly.

Ginji went back to his originally tall self. "That's great!" He said brightly. "I'll help you get around the school."

Ban decided this Ginji was more sane than the chibi one. He just hoped there weren't more Ginjis he'd have to face.

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Hey, second chapter done!

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Next chapter: The Dreaded Math Teacher (also known as Akabane Kurudo!) – Get the hint! wink, wink!