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Kagome knew there was no point in asking such a question. The tension between Bankotsu and his father was still too great…

Seven Years Ago…

Bankotsu walked into the bedroom and was surprised to see Kagome sitting on the bed, bent over a bunch of scrolls. “Hey, beautiful,” he said. “What’cha doin’?”
She glanced up at him before turning her attention back to the scrolls. “Bankotsu, does this manor belong to you?” she asked, as she shifted the opened scrolls before her.
He smirked. “What do you think?” he questioned as he walked towards the bed, untucking his haori in the process.
“I think it does,” she replied. She held up a scroll and looked at him. “This is the property deed. And these,” she indicated the other scrolls, “-are all about this manor and the family lineage. It ends at a man named…”
He stopped her before she could say the name. “Yes, this manor belongs to me,” he said irritably. “What of it?”
“Bankotsu,” she whispered as she looked up at him, confusion written on her face, “you’re a lord.”
He shook his head. “My father was a lord,” he corrected, picking up one of the scrolls. “When he died, my brother picked up the title. I got nothin’ except enlisted into the guard.”
The hatred in his eyes as he glared down at the parchment in his hands made Kagome shudder. “Where is your brother now?” she asked softly.
Bankotsu shrugged as he tossed the scroll back onto the bed. “With any luck, he’s rottin’ in his grave,” he commented. “Where did you find these?”
She waved a hand at the door. “You said I could walk around the manor. I did so and found an old office that looked as though it hadn’t been used in decades. These scrolls were in one of the desk drawers,” she told him. “I thought you said you had pillaged and killed everyone in this manor, that you had stolen it?”
“I did,” he argued as he sat upon the bed. “All of the servants, everyone. My brothers and I tore them to shreds and enjoyed doing it, too.”
“You can’t steal something from yourself, though,” she pointed out.
Bankotsu rolled his eyes. “This manor wasn’t ever truly mine, though. Like I said, it belonged to my brother…”
“But the name on the scroll…”
“Is my brother’s name,” he told her. “He long ago abandoned this place in search of finding a more… suitable home for his family.”
“Doesn’t that mean the manor belongs to you, then?” she asked, glancing down at the deed. “If he abandoned it, then it should go to the next eldest male relative, which would be you.”
Again, Bankotsu rolled his eyes. “What difference does it make?” he asked. “Why are you even bothering with that stuff anyway?”
Kagome shrugged. “I was just…” she faltered as she tried to think of the right words to say. Sighing, she responded, “I was hoping to learn more about you.”
“How did you guess my family name? I never told you,” he questioned as he lay down upon the bed. “My chosen name is far different from that which I was born with.”
The miko shrugged again. “I would say it was a priestess thing, but I’d be lying,” she commented as she handed him another scroll. “You said something the other day that threw me off. You said there were things about this manor, this ‘castle’ that I did not know. Things I didn’t want to know. And you said I could roam around the manor so long as I didn’t leave. So, I thought I would see what it was that I didn’t want to know.”
He smirked. “What did you learn? Aside from my name, that is.”
Kagome shook her head. “Not much, I suppose,” she replied honestly. “Just that your family has a lot of money, that you’re a lord. Or, at least, you should be a lord. Your brother knew of your name change and he knew when you died. Surprisingly, he wasn’t that upset over your death.”
Bankotsu scoffed. “’Surprisingly’? I would have been surprised if he had been upset over it,” he said as he turned onto his side to look at her. “My brother hated me as much as I hate him. I think it’s something he and my father shared.”
“Hate is such a strong word,” the priestess commented as she looked down at the pile of scrolls. “I could never hate my own brother.”
He raised an eyebrow. “No? I guess your brother must be pretty good to you then,” he said.
She nodded and he continued, “My brother was a piece of shit. He was older than me, but only just. Because he was older, my father had already chosen him as the heir. My brother felt that gave him the right to do whatever he damn well pleased. He didn’t think I’d return the favour the moment I got big enough.”

Present Day…

Kagome stared at the mercenary. She knew he was lying. And she knew that he knew that she knew he was lying. She also knew his family was a subject that was off limits.
This was important, however. How was she supposed to help him get any sort of registration if he did not have a family name? Without a family name, he could not get a driver’s license, a job, or even be able to register as married to her.
Another thought came to her mind. Bankotsu at the local home improvement store might be a really bad idea. Actually, now that she thought about it, any job for him had the potential to be disastrous. There had to be a way for him to get money without resorting to crime.
She glanced at Shippo. “Do you think his family would still even be around?” she asked.
The fox demon raised an eyebrow. “The Band of Seven…”
“No, not the Band of Seven,” she interrupted, waving her hand to dismiss the murderous gang. “I mean his blood family, the bloodline.”
Shippo thought about it for a moment. “It’s been roughly five hundred years, if not more,” he surmised. “Human bloodlines don’t last as long usually. I mean, we’re talking, what, 20 generations at the least? Why?”
Kagome closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she gave Bankotsu a patient look. “You were a lord. You had…”
“I was never a lord,” he argued with a sneer. “We’ve discussed this once before. My brother was the lord.”
“Until he died,” she countered.
“In which case, his eldest son, or eldest living male relative, inherited the title,” he pointed out. “I died long before he did.”
Her eyebrows furrowed. “I thought you killed him?”
Bankotsu shook his head and scoffed. “I would have liked to,” he told her. “It was on my to-do list to kill him. Unfortunately, I got a bit sidetracked.”
He glanced at her and chuckled at the surprised look on her face. “Don’t worry, my little miko,” he told her with a laugh. “You weren’t the one who distracted me.”
Kagome frowned as Inuyasha commented, “I don’t know why you should care so much anyway, Kagome. Even if we could trace his brother’s bloodline and if the bloodline still existed, you would have to kill off the descendants in order to gain whatever the man had. That’s not exactly your style.”
The miko shook her head. “No, it’s not my style,” she agreed.
Bankotsu smirked. “But it is mine,” he said. “It would be the perfect revenge. Kill off my brother’s family and take possession of his wealth…”
Shippo rolled his eyes and gave Kagome a rather tiring look. “He’s never going to change. You realize that, right?” he commented.
Suddenly, Inuyasha smiled as well. “Hey! That is a good idea!” he said as he crossed over to the couch and sat down. Snapping his fingers, he said, “Find the corpse’s former family and let him kill them. Then he’ll be tried and found guilty for murder. The punishment, of course, would be death. Unfortunate, but at least he would be gone.”
“Inuyasha!” Kagome scolded, a look of hurt crossing her face.
“We don’t have to kill them,” Shippo pointed out as he joined Inuyasha on the couch. “Or, rather, Bankotsu wouldn’t have to kill them. If we can prove that Bankotsu is an heir, then the family would be entitled to compensate him for his time. He would gain a portion of what his father owned, which would be a portion of what his brother owned.”
Shiori walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray of food at that moment. Bankotsu stared at the food hungrily as the hanyou handed the bowls out to everyone. When she walked up to the mercenary, his eyes trailed to hers. She offered him a soft smile and handed him a bowl with some chopsticks.
Bankotsu took the bowl and sat down on the floor. He watched as the others around him began eating. He was starving and the food smelled delicious, but he was in a room full of his enemies. The only person there that he trusted was Kagome.
Banryu burst out of his room at the smell of food. He did not look the least bit contrite as he asked, “Can I eat, too?”
Kagome gave the boy a stern look. “Do you promise to behave?” she asked.
The boy nodded and glanced down at his bare feet. “I’m sorry, Mommy,” he told her. “I didn’t mean to disobey.”
The miko gave her son another hard look before sighing. “You may join us,” she said, “but no more foul language. Understand?”
He nodded as a large smile brightened his face and he ran across the room. Sitting down next to his father, Banryu glanced at the older man’s bowl. “Aren’t you gonna eat, Daddy?”
Shiori handed a bowl of food to Banryu and the little boy immediately began to eat. Bankotsu glanced at his wife. Kagome nodded before reaching over with her own chopsticks and taking a healthy bit of rice out of Bankotsu’s bowl.
He watched her as she ate the rice. Sighing, Bankotsu began to eat as well.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Inuyasha spat.
“Inuyasha,” Kagome warned as the mercenary threw the hanyou an annoyed glance.
The hanyou waved at the mercenary with an irritated expression on his face. “What the hell is wrong with you? Did you think we poisoned it or something?”
The mercenary stopped eating and placed his bowl on the floor before him. He then leaned forward a bit to glare at the hanyou. “Let me ask you a question, mutt,” he said. “You’re in a room full of your enemies and one of them hands you a bowl of food. You did not watch them prepare the food or anything. Tell me, would you just start eating it?”
“Shiori doesn’t even know you, jackass!” Inuyasha growled. “And even if she did…”
“I would never poison someone else’s food,” the female hanyou said softly as she sat in a cushioned chair next to the couch. “That would be a horrible thing to do.”
Inuyasha held up two fingers. “There are only two things keeping me from breaking your fucking neck, douche,” he snarled. “One, I know Kagome and Banryu would be upset if I did. And two, I don’t feel like going to jail.”
“Inuyasha!” Kagome snapped.
“There’s no need for all of that language,” Shippo cut in. “Though, I do have to agree with Inuyasha to a degree.” The fox demon looked at Bankotsu. “I know you do not trust us and I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t trust us either. But you know Kagome. She’s not gonna let any of us do anything to you that would hurt you. And none of us are going to do anything to hurt her. Hurting you would hurt her, so you’re safe from us.”
“Speak for yourself, Shippo,” Inuyasha spat as he sat back in his seat.
Bankotsu raised an eyebrow as his eyes narrowed. “And why should I trust the word of a demon?”
“Because unlike most demons, I’ve spent most of my life around human monks and priestesses,” Shippo answered calmly. “I also know the depth of Kagome’s feelings for you, even if I do not understand them. Also, if what you said was true and Hachiman gave you life again, then that means something. You have one last chance to make something of your life, Bankotsu. You have to really decide if this is what you want. If you truly believe in Kagome, as I think you do, then you’ll start having to put a little faith and trust in those she deems worthy. It’s all you got.”

Author's Note: Next chapter promises to be pretty juicy, possibly with a side dish of long-awaited answers ;) Thanks for reading! Please, lemme know what you think so far. I love reading my readers reviews. What are you looking forward to seeing? (Aside from the sex, guys. Trust me, there will be plenty of that to come. Pun intended. Lol!)
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