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Tainted	By : Tassanaburrfoot Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Shichi'nintai (The Band of Seven) > Shichi'nintai (The Band of Seven) Views: 12465 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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When they reentered their room, Kagome ran to the bed, threw her backpack onto it, and knelt on the bed. She opened one of the front pockets and pulled out a slim pink camera. Opening the main part of the bag, she managed to dig out her tripod.

"On a good note," she commented as she checked the camera's battery life, "my memory card is new, so we won't run out of room anytime soon."

As Kagome prepared her camera, Bankotsu walked around the room and lit candles. It was a bit dark and he wanted to make certain her pictures looked good. "Did you want me to take my haori off?" he asked as he walked around the room.

Kagome gasped. "Why would you need to do that? This picture is for the baby, right? I think showing off your chest would be a bit… inappropriate."

He chuckled as he approached her from behind and slipped his hands around her waist. "But what about you?"

"What about me?" she asked as she closed his eyes and leaned back against him.

He smiled as he nuzzled her hair. "Don't you want a picture or two to remember me by? Certainly one with my clothes on wouldn't do you a whole lot of good," he whispered as he rubbed her ear with the tip of his nose.

She gasped when she felt the tip of his tongue lick the shell of her ear. She quickly broke free of him and turned around to face him. "Maybe after I get a few pictures of you fully clothed for the baby."

He shrugged. "Fair enough," he stated. "Where would you like me to stand?"

She glanced around. Even with the candles, the room was a bit dark. Perhaps she should have thought of this when there was still daylight. There was nothing for it now, she supposed.

Kagome grabbed one of the tall candle holders and dragged it across the room. "If we could get a spot surrounded in light, that would work best," she explained with a grunt.

Bankotsu grabbed another one of the tall candle holders and easily moved it to a spot that seemed to have the most light. Then he turned to the miko and shook his head. Walking up to her, he gently lifted the candle holder out of her hands and moved it to stand next to the other one.

"Show off," she huffed, though teasingly.

The mercenary smirked. "Where should I stand?" he asked again.

She snapped her fingers as though suddenly remembering what they were doing. Taking his hand, she led him to the center of the light. He watched her as she straightened his haori and fixed his obi. Reaching up, she teased his bangs with her fingers a bit, letting his tattoo only be a little covered by them.

She took a step back to admire her handiwork for a moment. Her lips pinched together and her eyebrows furrowed. "Maybe we should take one of you like that and one with your braid resting over your shoulder," she said, more to herself than to him.

"Whatever you desire, my little miko," he responded.

She nodded. "Now, puff out your chest just a little bit. No, that's too much. There. Just like that. Clasp your hands in front of you in an at ease position. Just like that," she smiled and lifted the camera to her face. "Smile!"

He gave a soft smile as she snapped the picture and was immediately blinded by a flash of light. Raising his hand to cover his eyes, he snarled, "What the hell was that?"

Kagome covered her mouth with her fingertips and gasped. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said quickly. "I forgot about the flash."

Bankotsu rubbed at his eyes as he tried to blink the white dots out of them. "Was that some kind of attempt to fucking blind me?" he growled.

Kagome shook her head as she approached him. "They'll go away in a moment, I promise," she said as she placed a hand on his arm.

It took a few minutes to calm him down, but she was able to convince him that everything would be ok. "Trust me. You'll get used to it after a while," she assured him.

Once he was calm, she repositioned him for the second pose and gently placed his long braid over his shoulder. She gazed at the braid for a moment and absentmindedly ran her fingers down its length. It really was a nice braid. Then again, he had nice hair. Touching it brought memories of his unbraided hair cascading over his bare shoulders as he bathed. A soft blush coloured her cheeks as she felt the room start to get warmer.

Bankotsu had been watching her. His eyes softened as he saw her lust and desire start to fill her gaze. He smirked. He enjoyed seeing how easily she became hot and bothered by him. Now, if only he could convince her to take some pictures of him in the nude…

"Kagome," he whispered, touching her shoulder.

She gasped and shook her head. She blinked as she came back to the present. Taking a step back, she said, "Ok, now do what you did before. And smile!"

She snapped another picture of him. He blinked away the white spots from his eyes and looked at her. "It's a shame we cannot take a picture together," he commented.

She looked at him curiously before he elaborated, "I'm sure our child would like to see a picture of us together. Perhaps showing him or her that we really care about one another. That we're… happy together."

She thought about it for a moment. His idea was sound enough and it made sense. "I have my tripod," she told him. "I could set that up and put the camera on a timer."

"A timer?"

She nodded. "Basically, I can set the camera to a ten second delay then press the shutter release. Once those ten seconds are done, the camera will take the picture as though I had just pressed the shutter release."

He nodded slowly; though it was obvious he had no clue as to what she was talking about. She smiled. "Here, I'll show you," she said as she went to get the tripod.

He watched as she set it up. His eyes widened as she pulled on the contraptions legs and they seemed to stretch, making the thing much taller than it was before. "How did you… What the hell is that thing?"

Kagome did not look at him as she continued to set it up. She shrugged nonchalantly. "It's called a tripod," she explained. "It's a… well, a portable shelf, for lack of a better word. It holds your camera so you can take pictures without holding the camera yourself… Works really well if you're taking a group photo and you want to be in the picture."

Once she had it set up, she raced back to Bankotsu and turned towards the camera. It took about three shots before Bankotsu got the idea behind the tripod. Once he did, he smirked and decided to help her create some poses. "You want our child to see us happy, right?" he suggested as the camera went off for the fourth time.

Shot after shot of him holding her, them kissing, and even one of him behind her with his hands resting on her stomach was caught by the camera. Kagome even managed to get a picture of her with her arms wrapping loosely around his neck from behind. When they finished, the young couple was laughing.

As Kagome began closing the tripod, Bankotsu picked up the pink camera. He studied it for a moment and accidentally took a picture of the floor in the process. His previous idea of taking his haori off came back to his mind and he smirked. Now would be the perfect opportunity to take such pictures.

"Did you get all the pictures you wanted?" he asked as he untucked his haori.

She nodded and turned to look at him. Her eyes widened as they fell upon his bare chest. "What are you doing?" she inquired nervously.

He let the haori fall to the floor as he approached her and handed her the camera. "You said after we took those pictures, you'd take some pictures of my chest. For yourself, of course," he reminded her.

Her breath caught in her throat and she stammered, "I-I said maybe."

Bankotsu sighed as he let his eyes fall to her shoulders. He gently swept a finger across her shoulder. He knew she wouldn't be able to resist him. "In a few short days or so," he whispered, "I'll be gone. There won't even be a body left to bury. All of your memories of me will be confined to these pictures. In this time period, you wouldn't even have that much, but by the technology of your time, you do. Don't you want to be able to look back and see the flesh of the man you fell in love with?"

She pinched her lips and frowned. "I will be able to see the man I fell in love with," she argued. "I have pictures of you."

Hearing her say she was in love with him made Bankotsu's mind soar with victory. "As what? Some warrior? A few pictures of you being kissed by said warrior? What about the passion, Kagome? The fire? That will only be in your memories. If you take some photos of me…"

"It would be torture," she whispered. "I don't… I can't…"

He pressed the camera into her hands and pulled her into an embrace. He laid his cheek against the top of her head and held her for a moment, letting her feel his warm flesh against her body. "Imagine," he muttered, "what it would be like without the pictures. All you would have is memories and those fade with time. There may even come a day when you forget the pleasures you and I have shared."

She sniffed as her cheek rested against his bare chest. "I could never forget you, Bankotsu," she said.

He stared at the wall and his eyes hardened. He wanted her to take the damn pictures. Now that he knew what pictures were and understood the significance of them, he wanted her to have them. A sensual picture of him would be a constant reminder of what they had. And it wouldn't be just a reminder to her. He had no doubt in his mind that Inuyasha would catch a glimpse of those pictures at one point or another.

He kept his body as calm as he could. Closing his eyes, he willed them to soften. He did not need her thinking he was forcing these pictures. He wanted her to take them of her own free will.

Pulling away from her slightly, he took her hands into his and glanced at them. Finding the little button on the camera that said "on," he pressed it. "One picture," he suggested. "One picture that you can keep under your pillow at night. That way… I'll always be with you."

To his surprise, that seemed to work. She nodded and took a few steps back. Urging him back into the candlelight, she raised the camera to take the picture. Smirking, he flexed his muscles. She gasped as the camera took the picture. Looking up at him, she bit her bottom lip.

"Could you turn a bit away from me?" she asked.

Tilting his head in curiosity, he did as she requested. She took another picture. He smirked some more. "Would you like me to take off my obi?" he questioned as he began untying the obi.

He saw her take a gulp before snapping another shot. Letting the obi fall to the ground, he held his hakama in place. She took another picture. He released his hakama. She took another picture. The hakama followed the obi to the floor. Holding her breath, she took another picture.

His eyes flashed lustfully as he took hold of his penis. She took another picture. He smirked as he rubbed his penis to erection. She took another picture. He moved so he was facing her completely and locked his hands behind his back. She took another picture.

Dropping his hands to his side, he approached her like a panther approached its prey. He slipped a hand around her waist and tugged her up against his body. "Apparently you like taking pictures of me, my little miko," he observed, his voice low and husky.

"I…" she stammered. "I don't see the harm… It's not like… It's not like others… will-will see them anyway."

He gave her a lusty smile and moved to the bed. "Perhaps you should set up that tripod again and take some pictures of us having sex?" he suggested.

She shook her head. "I already know what my body looks like," she pointed out. "I won't be missing that."

He chuckled as he lay down on the bed. "Very well," he concurred. "Perhaps some pictures of me lying down?"

She nodded and took one of him on the bed. He turned and propped his head up with his hand. She took another picture. He patted the bed.

She turned off the camera and placed it back in her bag before joining him in the bed. As she moved to lie upon the bed, he attacked her mouth with his own. As he cupped her breast, she placed her hand on his to stop him.

His eyes flashed as he broke their kiss and glared at her. "What the hell, Kagome?"

"This is our last night together," she whispered, reaching up to brush some hair out of his eyes.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. Somewhere, deep inside, she knew he did not really care about her. She knew he did not love her and never would. But… "Instead of sex," she requested as she opened her eyes to look at him, "could you… I mean, could we make love?"

Bankotsu's eyes softened as he felt his chest tighten. Make love? He had never made love to anyone. He didn't even know how to make love to someone. He swallowed past an odd lump that had formed in his throat and nodded slowly. There was something in her smile, or maybe in her eyes, that made his stomach flutter.

The air around them seemed to crackle as he cupped her cheek and kissed her. He could immediately tell this kiss was different than the others, but he didn't know how or why. Was this what love felt like?

As she returned his kiss, Bankotsu felt himself become intoxicated. He found that he enjoyed the feeling. He did not move his hand up to grasp at her breast and squeeze it hard. Instead, he gently caressed it. There was no licking or sucking of one another's intimate parts. Instead, there was kissing.

He had no idea what was happening to him. No clue how much his heart was swelling. He was no longer the conquering villain. No longer did he care about revenge or shoving Kagome in Inuyasha's face. All he cared about in that moment was the woman beneath him. Her smile, her kisses, her sweet scent.

When they cried out in joined climax, it did not occur to Bankotsu that the very woman he had been trying to possess had somehow, without knowing it, come to possess him. In that very moment, Bankotsu and Kagome were bound, both heart and soul.

Author's Note: If you got a comment to make about the sex, or lack thereof, please try to refrain from it. The whole point of the scene is that it's not sex. It's love. Not only that, but I wrote the end of this chapter with a heavy heart.

If you can, please take a moment and remember the life of Mr. Michael Clark Duncan. He was a good man from Chicago who started off in Hollywood as a bodyguard. After Notorious B.I.G. passed, Mr. Duncan decided to quit his job and pursue acting. One of his first roles, as Bear in Armageddon, led him to his breakout role as John Caffey, a death row criminal with extraordinary healing abilities, in the Green Mile. He continued his career, landing roles in movies such as the Whole Nine Yards, Planet of the Apes, Brother Bear, and Kung Fu Panda. A few years ago, he gave up meat and became a vegetarian, claiming he's, "never felt healthier."

Michael Clark Duncan passed yesterday, September 3rd, after complications from a heart attack. I am very saddened by this news as he was an incredible person. The world is a much darker place without his megawatt smile.
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