Obscenity | By : Midnights-AM-Child Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 1329 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. This is not a PWP, so smut is in later chapters (chpt 4+). I do not intend to make a profit in anyway. |
Chapter 3: Idle Threats Everyone was thinking of what had transpired before. You could barely hear anyone breathe. Suikotsu wasn't on the train with them. Miyoko’s wrists had been handcuffed because of it. Mukotsu's wrist had been bandaged. Bankotsu showed no evidence of ever being wounded. Renkotsu's eyes shifted from Bankotsu to Miyoko; he wasn't going to say anything about her shirt in front of everyone. He flashed back to the vibrant woman he saw days ago. Now she had a cold scowl on her face and the aura of an animal in a snare. Jakotsu glared at Miyoko with distain; she'd proven how much trouble she could bring. Miyoko looked out the window and tried to figure out where in the world she was. She knew that it wasn't Kanto. Bankotsu broke the silence, "The woman is fully my responsibility from now on." Miyoko’s eyebrow raised at being mentioned. "But big brother, she's too vindictive!" said Jakotsu "You never know what that girl will do next." Miyoko frowned "I am tired of a guy why wears more makeup than I, look down on me." “And are you gonna do something about it?” She growled as she tugged on her handcuffs. "You're going to winded up getting shot." "See big brother" insisted Jakotsu "I appreciate your concern, Jakotsu, but I can handle her." Miyoko rolled her eyes. ‘Whatever…’ A lot more time went by and she fought sleep. She didn't trust falling asleep in Bankotsu's proximity. Miyoko touched her neck. She had a habit of twisting her necklace, but she no longer had it. "Why did you kidnap me?" Everyone was silent. That had been a question everyone wondered, but never dared to ask. At first she thought he wasn't going to answer. "I hate your father." "…Why me? Why didn't you abduct him instead-?" "Hell yeah! Now that's the kind of prisoner, I'd like to handcuff." Jakotsu said smacking his lips “Rumor has it that there’s a man looking for you. He seemed like he’d pay a high price to have you. So I beat him to the punch. I had no qualms about it since me and your father don’t see eye to eye.” Miyoko rolled her eyes. That had to dumbest reason she had ever heard. "How long do you intend on holding me hostage?" "For as long as I want or until someone pays. Don't think you're going anywhere soon." He announced Miyoko leaned against her window. "I hate you." She declared. She had never used those words, because she had never meant them until now. Bankotsu didn't look affected at all by her declaration of hate. The train car had become silent again.
Miyoko stood up; Bankotsu pulled her back into her seat. "I have to go to the bathroom." She muttered
"You can wait." "No, I can’t." "It wasn't a question." "Why do you insist on torturing me? Just let me go to the bathroom!" There wasn't a restroom on this car. Bankotsu pinched her side roughly again. "Watch yourself." Then he grabbed her handcuff chains. She was pulled out of her seat. She finally caught up with his pace. They left the lounge car and passed the bedrooms, there she found a handicapped bathroom. "3 minutes." "Just three?" "You're wasting time." Miyoko walked in the small compartment and flipped it to "Occupied". Miyoko frantically opened the tissue-holder. It was one made without a spring. The felt along the walls, they were just built so they didn't contain loose nails. Just her luck… Miyoko cursed herself for not wearing bobby pins. Then she spotted a pin on the ground. She got onto the floor and felt for it. One minute passed… Miyoko sat on the hole of a toilet. The smell of piss and waste disturbed her so she sat on the sink. She steadied the pin. Miyoko began to pick the handcuff lock; she couldn't stay still, the train jerked her around and she could not get steady. Second minute gone…Miyoko began to sweat. Finally she heard a click. Her left wrist was free. She quickly switched hands and fumbled with the pin. 30 seconds left… Miyoko began to pant. Her left hand wasn't as skilled as her right. What she would kill to be ambidextrous right now! 10 seconds left… Miyoko jiggled faster. Counting her last moments in her head. 5 seconds left… 'Come on damn it, come on!' 4 seconds left… "Open the door, girl." 2 seconds… HE WAS GOING TO KICK THE DOOR DOWN! 1… Click! Swoosh! Her handcuffs fell off at the same time Bankotsu had forced his way in. Miyoko had been sitting on the sink so she was hidden for about 2 seconds. He pulled her off the sink grabbing her wrist. It was then he noticed it was free. Bankotsu looked it over in amazement. He didn't want to know how; he definitely underestimated her. “You sneaky bitch…” Miyoko tried to pull away. “You aren't going anywhere.” Bankotsu smirked. He pushed her towards the sink and came inside sliding the door shut. "You fuck around too much.” He grabbed her neck tightly and watched her gasp for air. She tried to scream; but, it was only a choked yelp. She scratched his hands drawing blood; but, it did nothing to relieve the grip on her throat. “Give me one reason why I shouldn't end it here right now!" Miyoko gasped and looked at him with wild panicked eyes. “Oh right.” He softened his grip and watched her suck in fresh air. “Profit. I’m worth more alive than dead.” Bankotsu thought it over. "Good point. Do you still have to use the bathroom?" She looked at him angrily before nodding her head yes. He handed her tissue and stood waiting. "What? I’m not leaving. Privacy is a privilege, Princess." "This is privacy?" she exclaimed "It could be a whole lot worse." She looked at him skeptically. He caressed her face. "You don't believe me?" he asked. He patted her cheek. "Just wait…" When Miyoko and Bankotsu returned, everyone had something to say: Renkotsu asked how his handcuffs failed, Jakotsu asked why she was free, and Mukotsu asked why he had to sit furthest from her. They arrived at their destination in a day. Miyoko knew by then they weren't in Japan anymore. Bankotsu escorted her to her new room. As soon as the door opened, Miyoko noticed it was a lot bigger. Her bed was actually a bed! There was a room for her bathroom! She had books and a desk! Bankotsu had even given back her purse. Miyoko fought the urge to hug him. There was a catch. There had to be a catch. "Do you like it?" Miyoko looked through her purse, she found out several things were missing. Granted the weapons, but the main thing was her- Bankotsu held her cellphone in his hand. In one swift motion he'd crushed it to nothing. Miyoko watched as he dropped the pieces on the ground. Miyoko closed her mouth; she shouldn't be so surprised at that. "Where is my camera?" Bankotsu grinned. "Trust me Princess; I'll think you'll be sick of cameras." Miyoko walked in and sat on the bed. "What do you mean?" He smirked "You're a smart girl. Figure it out." He slammed the door. Miyoko dumped out her purse to see what she had left. "I'll think you'll be sick of cameras." What could that mean? Miyoko had dropped an ink pen on the ground; she bent down to pick it up. That's when it hit her. Miyoko looked around and saw several lenses pointing towards her. She dropped everything in her hands. "I'll think you'll be sick of cameras." She now knew what he meant. She was being watched. (A/N) Another late night! AHH! I don't know if you can really pick handcuffs like that, but it's a fictional story. I also know that Japan is made up of islands. I know you can't ride a train off that, but hey it's a fictional story. Kyokotsu and Ginkotsu are still in this story, but because of their size and appearance they couldn't ride the train. Next Chapter- Bankotsu likes what he sees. Whatever Bankotsu wants, he gets…While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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