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Modern Reality	By : Tassanaburrfoot Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Shichi'nintai (The Band of Seven) > Shichi'nintai (The Band of Seven) Views: 4216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Kagome closed the bedroom door with a sigh. “Shiori and I will take you out shopping for some clothes tomorrow,” she said as she turned to look at Bankotsu.
The mercenary stood in front of the dresser, looking over the various objects that lay upon it. He picked up a picture frame that held a picture of Kagome and a toddler Banryu at the zoo. The mercenary scrunched his nose, not quite understanding why his family stood next to a baby elephant.
Kagome moved to stand next to Bankotsu. Gazing down at the picture she smiled and leaned her head against the mercenary’s arm. “Banryu looks so much like you,” she whispered. “Acts like you, too, for the most part.”
Bankotsu gave the photo a small smile and placed it back on the dresser. Raising his head, he gazed at Kagome’s reflection in the dresser’s mirror. He closed his eyes and focused on the feel of her head on his bicep. It had been so long since he had felt any woman next to him, particularly this woman.
Opening his eyes, he turned so that he could wrap his arms around her. He stopped from actually wrapping his arms around her, however, and merely glided one hand along her arm. His eyes met hers. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered before gently gripping her shoulder and pulling her into a kiss.
As they kissed, Bankotsu slipped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer to him. Lifting his other hand, he buried it into her hair. He felt her hands pull at his shirt and he moaned in pleasure. The feel and taste of her lips were heaven to him.
He slowly broke their kiss only to have his lips travel to her neck. His hand fell out of her hair and gently cupped her breast. He felt her hands reach up and bury themselves into his hair.
“Bankotsu…” Kagome gasped, “bed…”
Her words were breathless and filled with a need and desire that rivaled his. He bent down ever so slightly and grabbed her thighs, lifting her up and allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Carrying her to the bed, they fell onto it together.
He broke away from her and took off his shirt. He then turned to her clothes, pulling off her shirt with ease. “This brings back memories,” he commented as he heard the shirt rip slightly.
She smiled at him softly as she reached behind herself and unclasped her bra. “It’s been too long,” she murmured.
He smirked in reply before she reached up, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and pulled him into another searing kiss. Having no wish to be outdone by his woman, Bankotsu slipped his hand between her thighs as his other hand squeezed her bare breast. He smiled against her lips. “You’ve missed me, huh?” he breathed. “You’re so wet.”
“Less talking,” she gasped, arching her back into his palm. “More fucking.”
He threw his head back and laughed. “My little miko!” he chuckled, staring down at her. “Such a filthy mouth you’ve developed.”
Her eyes narrowed and he could see the unabashed lust within them. “It’s your fault,” she accused.
He chuckled more as he bent down towards her. “Should I apologize for ruining you for other men, my dear?” he laughed.
She raised an eyebrow and, laughing, he started kissing her again. It was a glorious feeling to have his woman in his arms again. He tugged at her jeans and glanced down. “How do you get these fuckers off?” he growled.
It was Kagome’s turn to laugh as she helped him unbutton first her pants and then his. Together, they finished throwing off the rest of their clothing before falling into one another…

Seven Years Ago…

“Aren’t you finished yet?” Bankotsu demanded as he opened the door to the bathhouse.
Kagome sat on the edge of the pool with a towel wrapped around her body, kicking her feet in the water. She glanced up at him as he entered. “I’m sorry,” she said.
The mercenary frowned as he approached her. “You are finished,” he observed.
She shrugged. “I suppose so,” she whispered as the turned her attention back to the water.
Bankotsu scrunched his nose up in distaste. He hated seeing her in anguish. “Mind telling me what has you depressed now?” he asked.
Again she shrugged before drawing her knees up to her chest. He sat down at the edge of the pool with her. “You miss them a lot, don’t you?” he asked, genuinely.
She nodded as a tear went unchecked down her cheek. “I don’t understand,” she whispered. “I know you want revenge or whatever, but I just…” She sighed and a small hiccup kept her from continuing.
He leaned back, holding his body up with his hands. “Imagine, if you will, everything you had always known had been taken from you,” he told her. “Your friends, your family, just… gone.”
Kagome glanced at him. “But Inuyasha didn’t do that,” she told him.
“He wasn’t the first, no,” he admitted. “Naraku gave us a second chance at life and Inuyasha…”
“Naraku is just using you, Bankotsu,” the miko snapped, turning her body more towards him. “He’s using you to distract Inuyasha until he’s able to do whatever it is he wants to do. When he’s finished, do you really honestly believe he’s going to allow you and your brethren to live?”
The mercenary shrugged. “Who said I plan on giving him a choice in the matter?” he asked. “Once I’m finished with Inuyasha, I’ll take care of Naraku.”
Kagome shook her head. “You don’t know what he’s capable of,” she warned.
Bankotsu sat up and touched her cheek with his forefinger. “He doesn’t know what I’m capable of,” he whispered. “He underestimates my brothers and me.”
She stared at him with sad eyes. “No, he doesn’t,” she softly argued. “You and your brothers are doing exactly what he predicts. I don’t even know the seven of you well and I’m able to predict half of the things you, Jakotsu, and Renkotsu are going to do.”
The mercenary smirked. “Oh, yeah?” he challenged. “And what, pray tell, do you predict us to do?”
Kagome closed her eyes and sighed. She turned her head away from the mercenary. “Jakotsu is going to go after Inuyasha,” she whispered. “Or, at least, he’ll die trying. Inuyasha doesn’t want to kill Jakotsu. He doesn’t want to kill any of you. Yet, none of you give him a better option.
“If Renkotsu survives his next encounter with Inuyasha, which I think he will, he’ll move after you,” she continued. She stopped to meet the cobalt eyes of her captor. “I’ve seen the looks he’s given you. He’ll betray you, Bankotsu, the moment the time is right. He’s a coward and a cheat.”
The mercenary leader nodded. “So, you picked up on that as well, huh?”
Kagome’s eyes widened and she gasped, pressing two of her fingers against her lips. “You mean, you know?”
Bankotsu smirked as he threw her a glance. “That’s part of my job, my little miko,” he told her. “I’m the leader of this band of mercenaries. I have to predict their moves and motives if I have any chance of leading them properly.”
“So, what are you going to do?” she asked.
He glanced at her. “You’re the one who’s predicting our moves. You tell me. What should I do in light of Renkotsu’s coming betrayal?” he returned.
Kagome studied him for a moment. She gave an intake of breath before releasing it. “You’re going to kill him, aren’t you?” she asked, her voice coming out horrified.
Bankotsu stared at her thoughtfully. “You are, quite possibly, one of the most interesting people I have ever met,” he told her. “I thought you hated Renkotsu. So, why are you so concerned with his welfare?”
The miko shook her head. “I don’t hate him,” she countered. “I only hate what he’s done. I hate what he’s going to do.”
The subject of Renkotsu was beginning to bore Bankotsu. The mercenary gave her a sly grin. “And do you hate what I’m about to do?” he asked before leaning over and kissing her softly on the lips.
He pressed his body against hers and moved atop her, effectively forcing her to lie down. “Tell me, beautiful,” he whispered lustfully, “what do you predict I am about to do?”

Present Day…

As Bankotsu slid inside of her, the two people moaned in pleasure. He lay there frozen for a moment, enjoying the sensation of life, living, and being one with this woman he called his own.
Ever so slowly, he began moving inside of her, making certain to annunciate each thrust with a grunt and growl. Kagome’s breathless moans and groans were music to his ears. Grabbing underneath one of her knees, he pulled her leg up and began to speed up his thrusting. “Oh!” she shouted in surprise.
Bankotsu smirked as his braid fell over his shoulder. His cobalt eyes flashed and he smiled lustfully. His mouth dropped open as he started to pound into her. As he fucked her, he watched Kagome’s face.
At first, she had held his arm, but as he pace quickened and became more persistent, she released his arm and instead clutched at the bed sheets. Her mouth was opened in the shape of a small “O”, and she tried desperately not to shout out.
“Sing… for me,… beautiful,” he gasped between thrusts.
Though it had been years since the couple last lay with one another, Bankotsu’s orders and Kagome’s need to obey still remained. She gasped and moaned with every thrust. Sweat beaded her forehead and bits of her hair stuck to her face.
Bankotsu gave a final thrust and the couple groaned as he emptied his seed inside of her. He collapsed, though he managed to move so that he wasn’t entirely on top of her. They lay there for a while, panting and gasping.
After a moment, the mercenary rolled off of Kagome, causing his cock to pull out of her. He lifted his hand to his face and pushed his fingers through his bangs. Licking his lips, he panted, “That was… God, that was… amazing. I haven’t… haven’t felt that good… in a… long time.”
Kagome laughed through her own panting. She sat up and looked down at him. She propped herself on one arm and rested the other hand on his stomach, over his abs. “It’s been a long time for me, as well,” she told him. Then her eyebrows furrowed as her voice filled with concern, she asked, “Do you think anyone heard?”
He chuckled. “Oh, I hope they did,” he laughed. “I hope that disgusting half breed heard every single shout and moan of pleasure I gave you.”
The miko frowned. “Bankotsu…”
He sat up as she moved her hand off of his stomach. Raising an eyebrow, he cut in, “Don’t think that has changed, Kagome. I still intend to milk every bit of torture I can from that bastard. I want him to know that I was the one who brought you pleasure. I want him to wallow in his misery with the knowledge that he could never do for you what I can.”
Kagome shook her head as she turned away from him. “I thought we were finished with that,” she whispered. “I thought you had already gotten your petty vengeance.”
Bankotsu grabbed her arm and forced her to look at him. His eyes narrowed as his voice became dangerously low, “My vengeance against him is over. It was over the moment I took your virginity, the moment I made you mine. That doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy torturing him. I will always, always enjoy the knowledge that his heart breaks and twists each time he knows I am making you happy.”
“It doesn’t have to be this way,” she argued. “You’ve already won, Bankotsu. You have me. You have my son. Isn’t that enough?”
“Do I have you, Kagome?” he asked. “Do you feel nothing for that asshole? Do you not wish for a life with him? A child with him?”
She shook her head and looked down at her hands. “A life with Inuyasha will never happen,” she whispered. “Even if I wanted it, which I don’t, I know nothing will ever occur. He doesn’t want a tarnished and stained woman. He doesn’t want someone… tainted.”
Bankotsu was quiet for a moment before saying, “Good.”
The miko looked up at him with tears in her eyes. “Is this what you wanted?” she asked. “To make me suffer as much as him? Did I do something wrong for you to hate me so?”
The mercenary raised an eyebrow and touched her cheek. “I don’t hate you,” he told her, caressing her cheek and wiping at her tears with his thumb. “You were made for me.”
Watery blue eyes met cobalt steel eyes. She could see the softness in his eyes, though. She nodded and glanced back down at her hands. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.
His lips raised in a half smile. “There’s no reason for you to be sorry, my little miko,” he offered. “I don’t blame you for anything that has happened. Nor do I blame you for thinking I could hate you.”
She looked at him again. “Really? Why not?” she asked.
He shrugged and sniffed. “Who knows what lies these people around here have told you about me?” he commented. “I can’t really blame you for the lies spouted by another, can I? Knowing you’ve been loyal to me is all I need to know their lies haven’t worked. No doubt they tried telling you I abused you or brainwashed you or some other bullshit. You know I’d never hurt you, ignoring our first two months together, that is.”
She nodded. “You only did what you had to do,” she said. “I tried explaining that to them. I tried telling them that there would not have been any other way for you to get through to me. And it really wasn’t all that bad. You made sure I had food and water. You made sure I was clean and taken care of.”
He nodded absentmindedly and pushed some hair out of her face. It had been a hard four months and somehow, miraculously, she still managed to believe everything he told her. She was his, through and through. She may not have realized it, but Bankotsu reveled in his victory. Kagome belonged to him.
He wondered what it was that made her finally turn. What had he done that finally managed to break that wall he had been pounding on for four months? He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against hers, closing his eyes.
“I love you,” she whispered.
He jumped back, his eyes wide, and stared at her. Love? She loved him? Since when?
Then he remembered the words he had mouthed to her. Those three little words he had whispered under his breath when she looked at him that final time. I love you.
So, that had been her turning point, huh? He smiled. “I love you, too,” he replied.
He felt his heart skip a beat from his declaration, but he chose to ignore it as her smile brightened the room. She was happy and she was his. To Bankotsu, that was the greatest thing in the world.

Author's Note: Looks like Bankotsu is still in denial about his feelings for Kagome. Or is it the other way around? Why did Bankotsu come back? How will he react to this new world he has found himself thrust in? The answers to those questions and more are coming up soon!
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