|| Lupin The Third || Oneshots

You're Mine (L x Z)

(Lupin x Zenigata but it's mostly Lupin gang shit, request by MoonStruck001 )
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The Inspector drives his lone blue car down the straight empty road that goes on for miles with surrounding desserts and canyons.

He sits back and drives ahead blankly as the moon slowly rises from the horizon and the radio softly plays some jazzy tunes. Up ahead, he see's a welcoming road sign to the city he was told to have a place in.

Why did they make it so far from my current destination? He thinks idly to himself.

Couldn't they give me a helicopter ride? I've been driving for hours! I'm so beat...
Where does all those tax dollars go nowadays?

He stares at the sign as he's about to pass it by. The lights surrounding the sign flicker as he zooms on by. Yet out of the corner of his eye, he see's a glimpse of something hiding behind the sign.

Huh, theres a car behind that sign.
A yellow car... a Fiat...
That car...

That... THAT CAR!

Zenigata presses down on the breaks immediately, bringing the blue car to an abrupt halt. He makes a swift U-turn and drives quickly to the back of the sign where a cozy yellow 1957 Fiat 500 sits quietly with even more familiar silhouettes sitting about inside.

He smiles eagerly with a small chuckle.
I gotcha now!

The inspector pulls over a meter away and parks the car. Retrieving his inspectors hat, he gets out and sprints towards the yellow fiat with a pair of handcuffs connected to rope and a smile.

"LUUUUPIIIIIIN!"
He yells in pursuit, approaching the car in preparation for it to skid away.

Yet as he finds himself slowly approaching it, he noticed the car is not even running. Confused, he cautiously goes to the door in which the driver would be in, and yanks the handle.
The car seems to be locked.

"Lupin?"

Zenigata peers inside the car through the window of the drivers seat door, putting the side of his hand against his brows horizontally.

What the...

He finds Goemon and Jigen sitting in the back seat sleeping against each other, covered in scratches, bruises, and dried blood.

What happened to you two?

In the passengers seat lays a sleeping battered Fujiko as her torso and head lays down partially on Lupins lap. Finally Zenigata looks over to Lupin, overwhelmed to see him, but not his state.

Why is he...

Lupin sits hunched over with a sweaty face. Zenigatas eyes follow down to Lupins lap where Fujiko lays across his right leg. Shockingly, Lupins other left thigh has a dagger standing inside it, making the entire half of his left leg drenched in dried blood, staining what was his once grey pants.

Wide eyed, Zenigata's eyes dart back at Lupins dreary face hanging lowly.

How long has he been sitting there?
Is he—He could've...!

Gritting his teeth, he grabs the driver seat door handle and yells hastily with a yank.

"LUUPIIIIIN!"
Zenigata screams, trying to get their enemies attention, just to wake them up. But no one budges. The inspector screams the thief's name impatiently again, shaking the Fiat as hard as he could.
Yet the individuals inside only sway as the car did, asleep.