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Kuroi Kirishima
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Alright people! Thanky you all for the ratings and reviews!
Now, this chapter is a past chapter. Two years before the crash. We get to see how everyone meets everyone, but were to busy with life to realize it now. As we take a trip to the past, we also get some more insight on some of our characters. Look forward to a few more past chapters in the future!
Warning: Sex scene towards the end with some incest. NO worries if you don't want to read it, but it does deal with our Naraku.
Hope you enjoy the chapter!

Two Years Ago

Inuyasha & Kikyo
“Inuyasha, wait!”
It was too late. Before she could even bring her hands up to shield her face and prepare herself for the oncoming splash, she was not prepared for the wild slide ride. Screaming from the excitement, she clung to her boyfriend and tried her hardest to inhale some air before the impending dive into the pool.
Loosing her balance on Inuyasha, she quickly tried to rush to the surface only to have Inuyasha drag her back and crash his lips against hers. Surprised at the gesture, she relaxed instantly against him as he shared some of his air with her.
It was their first kiss… under water. How unique was that?
Finally breeching the surface, Kikyo couldn’t help but smile at the guy. “Did you do all this just to kiss me, Inuyasha?”
Shrugging his shoulders, he grinned at the one girl who ever truly held his heart. “Maybe.” It had been four weeks since they starting dating, and he had yet to get a kiss from her that didn’t involve her lips on his cheek. He was growing impatient, but at least he got to taste her finally.
“All you needed was to ask, Yasha.” She smiled back, using the nickname she had given him. No one dared even bother to call him that, except her.
“I thought you might get mad if I did.”
“So, surprising me with this move was the best bet?” She cocked a brow as she swam closer to him.
“Hey, don’t question my motives.” He smirked, pulling her closer to him. “Besides, I don’t see you getting all that upset for my quick actions.”
Smiling at him, she lifted herself up onto his shoulders and began to push him under water. Giggling, she watched as he rose back up and eyed her. “What was that for?”
“To cool your head!” She chuckled, splashing him in the face with more water.
For what seemed like forever, they continued to splash one another until Inuyasha’s mother came out into the backyard. “Yasha! Hurry up, or the food will get cold! You’re uncle will be arriving shortly, along with your cousin.”
Holding onto Kikyo, Inuyasha looked over to his mother and smiled. “Be out in a bit mom!”
“Kikyo, darling! Do you have any spare clothes?” She asked as she noticed the girl was still in her tank top shirt and skirt. “Inuyasha! How dare you get her all wet when she has no swimming suit! I’ll get you something to wear, Kikyo!” And with those words, she left back into her home leaving two young adults alone.
“I don’t see you complaining.” Inuyasha whispered in a husky voice beside her ear. Letting his hands roam freely against her body before trailing further down. “Is this too much for you? Can’t have you getting all upset if I don’t ask you first.” He teased her, nipping her ear lobe.
“Yasha…” Kikyo moaned softly against him, wishing for him not to stop but knowing better. She was a lady, and this was not the way to act in someone else’s home. “We should get going before you mom comes back.”
“Ah, but Kikyo!” Inuyasha whined only to obey and follow Kikyo out of the water.
Looking back, she ended up having her eyes trail down to see a nice tent in his swim shorts. Biting her lip, she blushed and turned around quickly. “Hey, don’t stop on my account. He’s just as happy to see you too.” Yasha smirked, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her against him. “I admit, I’ve been wanting to do this for a very long time…”
She had to stifle a moan as she heard the back door opening and Inuyasha releasing her quickly. She was sure her face was bright red, but tried to act like nothing happened.
“Oh, Kikyo? Did you get a sunburn?” Izaiyo asked while handing her a towel and spare clothes.
“No, Matsumoto-san. I just get a bit red with this type of heat.” She answered the best she could.
“Oh! That is terrible darling. And call me Izaiyo! I’m no fool. My son has always loved you since you guys were in high school, and to finally meet the famous Kikyo, I can see why. I am sure you and him will be together forever. So, call me Izaiyo or mom. It doesn’t matter.” She smiled brightly, looking over to her blushing son who tried to hint for her to leave already.
“Oh, thank you but I would feel very uncomfortable if I call you such.” She bowed respectfully. She would only say such if and when she married Inuyasha. That was just how she was raised.
“Very well than. But just know, you are always part of this family now.” She smiled before finally looking to her son. “Which reminds me, how long will you two be staying for supper?”
“Probably until Uncle Takano leaves.” Inuyasha answered while grabbing the other towel and drying off.
Suddenly, his ears flickered and a smile played over his lips. “Looks like he is already here!” Without another word, Inuyasha dashed off into the house and towards the front door. Opening it, he was greeted by his Uncle Takano, his cousin Taki and an unknown guest. “Hey, Uncle and Taki-kun! Come on in!”
“Thank you, Inu-kun.” Takano bowed shortly and smiled. “Oh, and this is my dear friend Risa Tanaka. I believe you two are in the same college, if I am not mistaken.” He announced as they all made their way to the main living room.
“Ok…” He wasn’t sure what this had to do with anything, but than again his uncle did like younger women - preferably college ones. “I take it she is your…”
Grinning widely, he quickly placed his arm around his nephews shoulders and chuckled. “Oh boy, you are the strange one! So, where is my dear sister? Zai-chan! Izaiyo!”
Walking into the living room, her eyes narrowed on her older brother. She shook her head and spoke. “I’m right here baka. And I hate that nickname.” She pouted gently.
“Oh come now, Zai-chan! You only hate it cause ’He-Who-Can’t-Be-Named called you that.” Takano teased only causing more stress on his little sister. Grabbing her into a hug, he sighed and apologized. “I am sorry. I was careless with my words.”
“Yes, you were. Which means you will be left washing the dishes tonight.” She stated firmly while leaving back into the kitchen.
“I think I know where I get my ’Foot in Mouth’ syndrome from.” Inuyasha stated casually while walking over to the dining area.
Meanwhile, Risa watched in confusion before grabbing Takano’s arm. “I am going to leave. I’ll talk to you later?” She smiled brightly.
“Ah, do you have to go?” He asked in a whiny voice.
“I have exams to finish up.” She lied. Truth was, she just felt very awkward here. “I’ll call you later.” She stated, making no way for him to try and convince her to stay. She was already headed to the door and out before he could plead any more than he was.
Sighing, he shrugged his shoulders and headed into the dining area where his son and nephew were already talking about the latest gadgets and such. Again, they gained more of that nerd talk from Izaiyo than him. He preferred sports and women. Sitting down, he looked over to Izaiyo and before he could speak he heard a soft grunt behind him.
Turning around, he felt his gut being kicked in and his heart breaking in two. “Aiya?”
Kikyo looked up in confusion at the male, and looked over to Inuyasha for some explanation. Seeing that he too was confused, she decided to settle this. Shaking her head, she shook her head and replied back. “I’m sorry, but I think you have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Kikyo Abukara.”
All her words fell on deaf ears as Takano continued to look up at the girl before him. She was dressed in that familiar blue and black flower dress, that tied around her neck instead of those normal straps. Even her hair was in the same fashion, straight and loose with just a light blue head band to hold back her bangs. She looked just like Aiya Matsumoto. Their older sister who died several years ago in a car accident.
Tears close to forming in his eyes, he was startled the second he felt Izaiyo’s hand on his shoulder. “It’s not her, nii-san. Her name is Kikyo Abukara.”
Yet it was so hard to believe that. She looked so much like Aiya. Looking back at her, he than noticed the differences. Those voices were different, and so was their heights. And Kikyo’s hair was much darker than his precious Aiya’s. “Forgive me, you just look like some we once knew.” He apologized, getting up quickly and heading to the back door to gather some fresh air.
“It’s alright sweetie. Come! Sit! Eat!” Izaiyo smiled as she placed the last dish on the table. “I’ll be right back.”
Nodding, she sat beside Inuyasha and was quickly introduced to Taki. Smiling, she let them resume to their geeky conversation and looked over to the glass door. Feeling terrible, she got up from her seat and walked to the door. Before she knew it, she saw Takano shedding tears. Had she done this to a man like him?
He didn’t even look the type to just cry and be emotional.
“Kikyo?”
Turning around, she noticed Inuyasha with a confusing gaze. “I think I upset your uncle.”
Shaking his head, Inuyasha looked over to Taki and than back to Kikyo. “You didn’t. He’ll be fine.” He smiled, trying to reassure his girlfriend. “You just look like my late aunt who passed away before I turned six years old.”
“I’m her son. My uncle took me in when my biological father was incapable of such.” Taki smiled. “You just caught my uncle off guard is all, he’ll be fine. I promise.”
“I should apologize.” She whispered.
“For what? A mistake that was neither of your faults? It’s alright babe, I promise.” Inuyasha assured her. “Now, come back and sit down. Mom will get a bit annoyed if we having even started to fill our plates yet.”
Smiling, she nodded and walked to the table again. Looking over to the glass doors, she watched as Izaiyo held her brother, seeing him shaking against her. She figured he was crying. She couldn’t even imagine what that would be like, on seeing someone who look exactly like the person you thought to be dead.
Fates could be cruel.

Bankotsu & Jakotsu
On the outskirts of a small village outside of Okinawa, an abandoned shed was filled with a deadly air. Two vehicles parked outside with a few men holding automatic rifles chilled while inspecting their surroundings. Dressed in cheap tailor made suits, some with a loose tie and opened coat, while others with a few buttons opened on their dress shirt.
The smell of smoke and gasoline filled the air around them, with the hint of expensive cologne and body sweat. Two males guarded the front door of the shed, while four others remained on the back, kicking dried up grass and dirt and chatting silently among themselves.
For five days, no one left this area. All rotating out shifts throughout the days and night. Several other men slept in the vehicles, while the others patrolled the area. All while not knowing what was going on inside the shed where their boss, the right hand man, and their captive laid within. Time just seemed to drag yet fly, but regardless, the henchmen outside were growing weary from the heat outside.
“Did you get a hold of Chiyo?” An exhausted male asked the guy waiting with him by the front of the shed. “We are running low on food and water.”
“I did, but he hasn’t returned my calls. Can’t call yet until another hour since my phone is finally dying.” The other male replied back.
Groaning, the other male with short, spiked black hair and shades on made a few mumbles and curses before finally talking back. “I’m dying out here man. What do you think the boss is doing with that jerk?”
Shrugging, the other male with shoulder length black hair and goggles replied back. “Who the fuck knows. I just want to head back to the condo and fucking drink until I pass out. This is getting fucking ridiculous.” Cocking his rifle to his other shoulder, strapping it loosely beside him, he looked over to his pal. “Got anymore smokes?”
“Yeah. Got six more, should last until Chiyo comes to deliver the supplies.” The short hair male stated. “Who you think they got in there, Richi?” He stated to the other male, handing him a cancer stick.
“I think his name is Bankata? Bankorro?” Grabbing the cigarette, he began to light it up and looked up to the bright blue sky. “Banko? Something along those lines. I don’t really give a fuck. The guy’s as good as dead, and will be buried with a nameless stone.” He shrugged nonchalantly as he finally got his cigarette lit. “Do you know why he is getting the ‘special treatment’, Maachi?”
“You’re guess is as good as mine. I just know the boss as some beef with the guy name Bankotsu, or something like that.” Maachi replied back, lighting his own cigarette. Inhaling the deadly fumes, he felt his lungs expanding with the sweet nicotine that his body called out to. Sweet, lethal addiction.
Richi blew out a few rings before something in the distance of the dirt road caught his eye. “Hey man, I think that’s Chiyo.”
“Bout fucking time.”
Meanwhile, within the shed with the only light coming from the cracks of the holes in the ceilings laid two bodies before the prisoner. It was exhausting to kill two men without alerting the idiots outside. The last thing he needed was to deal with guns being pointed at him because he killed both the big boss and little boss.
Wasn’t there a rule for that? The vice people should always be elsewhere instead of with the main dude? Shaking his head, he decided not to think more on the matter as he patiently waited for his brothers. Eventually, Jakotsu would catch wind where he was being held at and of course come to the rescue.
Two birds killed with one stone, that bounty alone on the two morons before him would be able to feed him and his brothers, and shelter them for six months! All the others outside were just added bonus checks.
Inhaling through his nose, he quickly regretted the moment as the stench of deteriating body odor hit him hard. Now he really wished his brothers would hurry the hell up. The smell was just foul! ‘Great, going to have to burn these clothes once we get back. Smell won’t be able to come out of it, ever!’
Lifting up his chair, he walked further to the back of the shed away from the terrible smell of rotten flesh and sat down to listen to the people around him. All this talk about wanting to go home, and wondering what their boss was doing - you would think one of the idiots would come in and check up on them?
Maybe it wouldn’t be that hard to kill them all, but he wasn’t sure how many were outside. There was a thing as being outnumbered.
Sighing and rubbing the edge of his hairline with his palm, he wondered how much longer he would have to suffer with the boredom. The heat was surely going to be the death of him.
“Oh shit, get down!” A shout from outside sounded off, leaving Bank to do the only thing to do - dive to the floor and covered his head.
Within those short brief seconds, shooting was being shot with the AK-47s outside, and screaming and shouting heard from all around. Covering his head, he tried to looked for some cover - cursing to himself as pieces of wood chipped in front of his face. “Gawd-fucking-damnit Jak! I’m in here!” He shouted out as loud as he could, trying to take cover.
“Cover the boss!” One of the henchmen shouted out, only to sound as if he was choking on water - most likely his own blood.
Tat! Tat! Tat! Click! Tat! Tat! Tat-tat-tat!
“Bank! You inside the shed?” Jak shouted out from outside, still shooting from the rifle cannon chilling in the back of the truck.
“YES!” Bank shouted out, trying to take cover while avoiding all the chips from the wood hitting him.
“Are they dead?” Jak asked once more, killing a couple more henchmen before finally cocking the cannon gun and jumping off the back seat. “I brought band-aids! The tiny ones too! Everyone is dead!”
“Do you have water?”
“No, but I have coffee.” He spoke up as he finally opened the shed door. Covering his nose, he made a disgusted nose and turned away. “Oh my god, you stink like rotten pig! Renkotsu, get me the bug spray!”
“Why do you need that?” Bank asked curiously while he lifted up onto his feet and slowly walked up to his brother.
Running behind Jak, Renkotsu hauled to a complete stop the second Bank peeked his head out from the shed. Within seconds, he immediately doused the blue-eyed male with the scented bug spray. “You stink brother.”
“Doesn’t he? Maybe a mud bath might help, but I don’t know. He smells like he’s been bathing in rotten flesh and pig urine. Disgusting.” Jak stated, covering his nose and stepping further away.
Coughing and trying to wave his hand in front of him to block the spray, Bank found himself falling to the ground again as he tried to step out off the shed completely onto the trip over someone’s dead body. Eating dirt, he groaned and moaned while Renkotsu continued to drench the male with bug spray. “He kinda is starting to smell like bug spray.”
“Bank! I think you are going to sit in the back of the truck. We can’t have you sitting with us.” Jak stated, prancing off to the truck.
“I hate you guys.” Bank mumbled, finally getting up from the ground and deciding to strip away his blood covered shirt and pants.
“Where are your shoes?” Renk asked as they finally walked back.
“The bastards took them and after that, who the fuck knows. I just want out of here and the money for these bastards. Tonight, we are fucking eating big!” He grinned with a loud cackle.
Jak snorted and shook his head. “No, you are going to take four showers, three baths and two more showers after that. We are not going anywhere with you smelling like a woman’s vagina.” Jak smirked with a cock to his brow.
Repulsed, Bank looked over to his brother. “Do you think that’s what made him gay?”
Shrugging and deciding not to reply, they all finally got onto the truck and headed back home. As they reached far enough away from the shed, Bank asked for his phone. As Jak handed it over, he dialed out the number to reach their boss. Two rings and finally a click. “Is it done?”
“Yup. All eighteen of them are killed.” Bank stated with a smirk.
“Did you get Chiyo?”
“Hey Jak! You guys got Chiyo, right?” Bank asked, trying to confirm the kill.
“Who?” Jak asked, turning around with confusion.
“You guys killed the eighteenth member right?” He asked once more, feeling slightly paranoid and irritated.
“I only counted fifteen that both me and Renk killed.” Jak answered back. “If there is one more guy, than no we didn’t get him.”
Not liking the sound of that, Bank replied back to their boss with shame in his voice. “No. Chiyo escaped.”
“Find him, and kill him. The price will double with him dead.” Click.
Wanting to break the phone in his hand, he let out a growl before leaning back into the back window of the truck. “We got to find Chiyo and kill the bastard. Then, we will get our cut.”
“What?” Jak snarled. “We killed Kyo and Riyo. Those were the main ones we had to kill, the others were just target practice. What the fuck does this Chiyo guy have to do with it?”
Before he could shrug, their truck came to a complete halt follow by a Renk stomping on the brakes almost flipping them over. “What the fuck was that?” Bank shouted out, feeling dizzy from having to be tossed around the back like a rag doll. “Did we get a flat?”
Looking up from the back, he tried to see how his brothers fared only to have to duck immediately back down again, dodging a bullet. “Fuck! Take cover!” He shouted out, trying to alert his brothers.
“Where is the shooter?” Jak shouted out, trying to find cover behind the car door yet in search for the gunner. “Renk, see anything?”
Silence was all that followed.
“Renk!” Jak called out once more. “Renk, what the-” Turning around to figure out what was the hold up, he felt his stomach tighten and the urge to puke coming on. Right beside was their older brother, shot dead, with blood covering all over Jak’s left side of his body. “NO! No! No!” He cried out, reaching for his brother and trying with all his might to stop the bleeding that was gushing out of his neck. “Bank! Renk’s been shot!”
“I can’t do anything from this position! The bastard is shooting at me! Is Renk going to be alright!” Bank asked, hoping that everything will be alright.
Crying, Jak refused to answer as he tried to reach beside him in the center console of the truck to get his gun. Pulling back the chamber, he aimed and tried to find his target. “You son of a bitch! You will fucking die! You hear me! Fucking die!” He cried out, firing in the direction assumed the shooter was.
“Jak! What’s going on?” Bank asked once more.
“Die fucker! Die!” Ignoring all rational thought and seeking only vengeance, Jak continued to hold onto his brother’s neck and shoot until all bullets were out. “I’ll kill you!”
Suddenly, not far from them, a man with barely any hair on his head fell out from behind the tree grasping onto his shoulder. Dropping his rifle, he tried with all his might to reach for it and shoot, but it was pointless without two arms to hold the thing.
“Now, Bank! Shot the fucker! He’s wounded! Avenge our brother!” Jak cried out, dropping the empty gun beside him and clutching onto his brother with all the rage and pain consuming him. “Renkii-san, please don’t die on me. It’s going to be alright.” He whispered softly, shutting his eyes and refusing to believe their elder brother was already dead.
Hearing the words avenge made Bank’s blood freeze with fright. ‘No. No, it can’t be. Nii-san can’t be dead.’ He tried to will the what was already done away, but he knew it was too late. There was nothing that could be done but avenge their brother. Getting up quickly, he rushed behind the rifle cannon, cocked the chamber and aimed for the falling bastard before him.
Rage.
Pain.
Hatred.
Those be damned who fell before them now.
“Die you fucking prick.” Bank whispered, praying the words for the man to hear in the afterlife. “For Renkotsu.”
Tat-tat-tat!

Kagome
“Kagome! Here is the order of two bowls of rice and fried dumpling orders!” Called out a the lady from the back kitchen.
Kagome Higurashi smiled and bowed her head shortly to the head kitchen lady. Taking the order onto her large serving plate, she headed over to the two men in the back who were more depressing than the little donkey from that cartoon she once watched when little. Reaching their table, she looked between the two males who each had interesting marks on their faces.
The one on the right side of her had a large ‘X’ shaped scar on his forehead with the most, piercing blue eyes she’d ever seen. She always felt like she was looking death in the eyes when he would look at her. The intimidation always caused her to look away.
The other guy was no better. He was quite feminine, but lethal nonetheless. He had two marks on his face, red fang-like markings on each cheek. He was quite handsome, but something about him gave her the vibe that he preferred more of a manlier presence than a female one.
Either way, the fresh out of high school girl didn’t bother with wondering neither of their sexuality. She was too busy planning what her night will be when she got off work and headed straight to her love of her life, Hojo. Smiling at the thought, she began to set the plates down until she felt a strange vibe from the two men.
Suddenly, she finally felt pain and sorrow and she couldn’t help but frown at that. As she placed the dumplings down, she looked between the two only to see their stoic expressions with no hint of emotion in their eyes. Bowing her respect, she gave one last smile before rushing away from them.
Their aura they both set off was overwhelming. Everything about the two actually made her want to cry, like her heart was breaking into a million of pieces. Walking to the back, she caught sight of one of her other co-workers. “Hey, Sakai, do you know those two guys back there?” She nodded over, trying not to make it look so obvious.
The young male looked back to see two of the shops regular customers. “Oh yeah! They are the Fujiwara brothers. They usually come here all together, but it looks like their older brother isn’t with them. Strange.” Sakai stated, shrugging as if it was no big deal.
“Are they usually always together?” She asked, trying to figure out why she felt the strange aura from them.
“Yeah, always. They probably had a fight or something. I wouldn’t worry too much about it, Kagome-san. They are actually really great guys, and they tip well.” He smiled, grabbing his order and leaving off to deliver it.
Meanwhile, Kagome watched in awe as the two brothers continued to eat their meal in silence. It was strange, but she no longer worried about it as the front door opened to show two more customers. Smiling, she rushed up to them and bowed. “Evening! I’m Kagome, and will be your host tonight.”

Sesshomaru & Rin
“I hear this place has great food.” The young girl said, smiling widely at her older brother. “Come on Maru-nii! You promised you would take me here! We came all the way here to try this place out!”
Standing idly, watching in annoyance at why he had decided to take a jet to Okinawa to try the small restaurant. They could have gone to one back home, but his little insisted they try this one. So, instead of arguing he figured he grant her wish. It was the best he could do since their mother was finally sentenced to the mental institute.
Rage was beginning to fill him as he thought of his poor mother suffering in that hospital. All for what? His abusive father who decided crushing his mother’s love was the best way to go. It was wrong what the man did, but there wasn’t much he could do. All he could do was wait for his mother to get well, and soon they would all leave to a different place away from their father.
Rin deserved that chance of happiness, especially a more mentally well mother. She was missing out on so much of how caring and loving their mother could be. Of course, the maternal instinct never truly kicked in, so there was much awkwardness between them - but he gave her credit for trying. It was all that mattered.
Now, here they stood, miles away from home, in front of a small shop to try their food. He could say they done worse, but it was still annoying. He wasn’t much of a food person.
“Come on Maru-nii! Please!” Rin pleaded, pulling her best acting pout on him.
Sighing, he gave in as he saw her pout. He’d never admit it to anyone, but she was the only one who could pull away at his mask and make him do things. He sometimes thought her to be a witch.
As they stepped inside the shop, they were immediately greeted by a dark-haired, blue eye girl. As she lead them to their table, they sat down a couple booths away from two other males. It suddenly began to feel like weight was being pressed on his shoulders, and the mood felt so depressing. It was pathetic, in his opinion.
But he didn’t show his discomfort. He was doing this for his little sister.
“So, what will I get you both to drink first?” Kagome asked, smiling at the two.
“Water.” Sesshomaru answered while looking at the menu.
“I’ll have the strawberry lemonade! Oh, and an ice cream cone too!” Rin smiled at the waitress.
“Alright. I’ll get them out right for you, and come back soon to get your order.” The black haired girl smiled and bowed.
As soon as the girl was gone, Rin immediately looked over at her brother. “So! Do you think we can go on that cruise ship in the summer, Maru-nii?”
“No.”
“But why?” She pouted once more.
“You are not old enough yet. Wait until two more years, than we will go.” He stated simply.
“Promise?” She smiled.
“By than, mother shall be well. It will be best.” He added before finally picking what he wanted.
Smiling, Rin nodded and looked at the menu herself. Looking at all the items, she couldn’t help want to try one of each. It all looked so delicious to her, but she didn’t want the kitchen people to work to hard because of her selfishness. Sighing, she figured she’ll pick something she wanted most.
“What is it?” Sesshomaru asked, cocking a brow at his sister.
“Nothing.” She lied.
Sighing himself, he narrowed his eyes at her. “What is it?” He asked once more. He hated these games, but he couldn’t let his sister be upset. It didn’t sit right with him.
“Well…” She paused, feeling terrible for causing such a problem. She knew she should just go ahead and spill it since her brother wouldn’t let it go. Sighing, she finally finished. “I want to try everything but I don’t want to put so much work for the kitchen people. That would be mean and selfish.”
Shrugging, Sesshomaru placed his menu down and looked at his sister. “It is their job to do such. If an order requires them to cook all the items on the menu, they are to do it.”
“But it’s wrong.” Rin smirked at her brother. “You only act like that cause you never worked in a place like this.”
“I don’t need to work in a place like this.” Sesshomaru argued.
Rolling her eyes, she placed her own menu down. “Still, you can’t do that to hard workers like them. They will get very tired from all that work.”
“They are paid to satisfy customers, what more do you need Rin-chan?” Sesshomaru sighed.
“I hope you will one day see struggle, nii-san. You and I aren’t that different from the lower class of society.” Rin stated moments before Kagome came back with their drinks.
“Here you go.” She smiled, quickly placing both cups down on the table than grabbing her note pad. “Have you figured out what you want to order?”
“Everything on the menu.” Sesshomaru stated firmly.
Wide eyed, both women looked over to the silver-hair yokai with their jaw dropped. “Nii-san! No!” Rin stated, quickly turning to the waitress. “Just two bowls of your Special Ramen dish. Arigato!” She bowed, quickly than turned to her brother.
Feeling awkward, she looked over to the male only to have him state something else. “That and those fried dumplings. As well as onigiri, yakizakana, sukiyaki, yakitori and gyoza.” He stated confidently. “That is all.”
As she jotted down all the items from the menu, with only a few things missing, she nodded and smiled and walked away quickly. Meanwhile, Rin glared over to her brother. “Why?”
“You wanted it.”
“But…”
“Enough. You will eat, and remain quiet throughout the night.” He finished off with a sip of his water.
Rolling her eyes once more, she decided not to argue. “Love you too, onii-san.” She grumbled.
Smirking, he didn’t bother to look up but grinned instead.

Hokkaido, Japan

March - Jensen & Kira
The snow packed on quite a punch, and it was only going to get more powerful with the snowstorm rising. Wrapping himself in his parka, Jensen Miyasaki continued on his way to the small lodging that was located outside of Hokkaido. He needed warmth.
This season was not his favorite. He enjoyed the heat. He loved to sweat. He loved to be topless and enjoy the sun kissing his skin. Winter… well, that was like his balls freezing to a frozen metal pole and not having enough water to pry it off. It stung and burned, but was freezing and cold. It made no sense!
Patting on his arms to feel something other than numbness, he finally reached the hotel and almost cried as he felt the nice warm air from the fireplace beside him as he walked inside. Walking over to the fire, he stood there for a moment to thaw out. Yes, this was heaven.
“Sir?” A small voice called out from behind him.
Cocking a brow, he turned around to see a young black hair, green eyed girl looking right at him. “Sup?” He replied back, almost feeling like an idiot as he remembered he wasn’t in America anymore. Cursing to himself, he bowed his head and apologize. “Sorry, I’m just needing a room for the night.”
“Oh!” The young girl smiled. “I’ll help you.” She stated, clicking into the computer to find a room available. “Is king size alright?”
“Yes.” He smiled, nodding all the same while enjoying the fire.
“Alright, I have you all set. Do you have a credit card and ID?” She asked gently.
Nodding once again, he walked over and pulled out his wallet and handed over his ID and credit card. “Jensen Miyasaki?” She pronounced, looking over to him to see if that was truly him.
“The name my mother gave me.” He smiled. “What is your name?” He asked, deciding to be friendly.
“Oh, it’s nothing as unique as yours I assure you.” She blushed. “I am Kitagawa Kira. You may call me Kitagawa.” She stated as she placed his cards on the printer and began to make a copy.
“That is a lovely name.” He replied back honestly. “Are you half-Japanese?”
Tilting her head to the side, she listened to his words until she realized why he’d asked such a thing. She nodded and smiled. “I’m half Japanese and half American. I get the green eyes from my father. Yourself?”
“Half Canadian. It’s like we are Half-brothers!” He chuckled lightly. “Or half-siblings. You get the gist.”
Laughing along, she nodded and handed him back his cards and room keys. “Your room is on the second floor. 5H. I hope you have a great nice, and it was nice to meet you.” She smiled and bowed.
Doing the same, he began to walk towards the stairs and head on to his room. All he wanted right now was to be warm and sleep until he finally had to meet with the leader of the yakuza clan. Than his life will begin on a different road.

Naraku
Dawn approached and already he felt stiff from the night before. Stretching his aching muscles, he froze the second he felt another body beside him. Groaning, he brought his palm to his face and sighed. ‘Not again.’ He probably drank too much last night. Opening his crimson eyes fully, he looked over to see a mop of blonde hair beside him.
At least he got a fake blonde this time. Carefully getting out of bed, he peered over to see how the woman at least looked like until he noticed another body in the bed. With shorter hair, extremely short, it wasn’t long until he noticed these weren’t Japanese people. ‘American? Sweden? Irish?’ He thought mindlessly until he saw who he may have slept with.
No, he most definitely slept with. He was nude for one. Stark nude and glorious. And the two people in his bed were that far behind. The male was absolutely stunning, and the woman actually made his own cock hard all over again. He was going to have to thank whatever alcohol beverage from last night that granted him this delicious dessert in bed.
Suddenly, the woman began to move around and reached over for Naraku. Moaning gently, she grinned and opened her eyes to reveal the most beautiful, sea blue eyes he’d ever seen. It was like looking into the depths of the ocean. They were magnificent, along with her beautiful blonde hair and taunt, pink nipples that revealed themselves from behind the sheets.
“You’re awake.” She moaned out, licking her bottom lip. “And so is he.” She grinned, leaning against him to kiss against his neck than lower and lower until…
Groaning into his mouth, Naraku leaned back into the plush pillows as he felt the heat of her mouth wrap around his cock. That devilish tongue of hers, gods how he enjoyed it so. Suddenly, he felt a mouth on his own nipples. Opening his eyes, he saw the blonde male rising up from his slumber and immediately sucking onto his body.
Yes, he was going to thank that alcohol from last night. And from their accents, he knew they were not American. He couldn’t help but pray they be Swedish or Danish. Either way, he was just glad they were suckling and licking his body like he were some god to them.
“Let me taste him.” The male whispered to the woman.
Moaning, she released Naraku’s cock with a pop of her mouth to have the male suck him off. Moaning around his length, Naraku let out a soft moan of his own from the vibrations. This was heaven. Gods, this was truly heaven.
“Lay completely back, handsome. I want to taste all of you.” The woman whispered with that sweet, moaning voice of hers. Obeying to her commands, Naraku lowered himself more on the bed and felt both of them spreading his legs until he felt her tongue brushing past lower to the tight star that was begging for some attention.
“Ride his cock, sister. I want to see you fuck him while I take that tight ass of his again.” The male whispered.
‘Sister?’
Before he could say anything, he felt the male moving between Naraku’s legs with the girl climbing over on top of him. Within a few seconds, he lost all thought the second he felt those velvety lips wrapping, and tightening around his hard length. The wetness and heat clamping around him for a moment until he felt the male penetrating him from behind.
The feel was overwhelming.
Groaning, he looked up to see the beautiful woman riding on top of him, leaning back against the male as he took began to fuck Naraku’s tight asshole. ‘What have I done to be granted such happiness?’ He thought to himself, feeling his eyes rolling back from the intense pleasure. The over stimulation from having his cock be stroked by a tight, sweet pussy and his ass being fucked by a nice, thick cock was almost too much.
He was sure any moment he was going to cum.
“Fuck that Asian cock, baby sister.” The male once again whispered into the girl’s ear.
‘Sister? Please don’t tell me…’ But it was too late. Before he could think of anything, he watched as the two siblings began to kiss while they fucked him raw. Grabbing onto the girl’s hip, Naraku began to feel his own climax approaching regardless of what was happening. It was too late to turn back now.
Moaning.
Panting.
Sweat sliding from their bodies.
Fluids mixing, and the scent of sex surrounding them. It was too much.
With a fluid hand, the male reached over to flick his sister’s clit, causing her to fall into an orgasm. Crying out, she rode out her orgasm, milking Naraku’s cock with her juices. Clutching tightly to her hips, Naraku let out a moan of his own as he felt his cock twitching, feeling himself falling closer and closer to his own end.
“Fuck, ride him harder sister.” The male groaned, feeling Naraku’s ass tightening more around him. Grabbing onto her breasts, he let out a moan of his own as he felt his own pleasure rise and fall the second Naraku cried out into ecstasy.
Panting from the sheer high of fun, Naraku felt his entire body fall and go numb all over again. This was why he was so sore when waking up. He probably was getting fucked, and fucking all night long. Suddenly, he remembered what they were saying. He was fucking siblings, and witnessed them playing with each other.
He felt awkward, and immediately pulled away from they laid back in bed. Clearing his throat, he smiled and looked around for his clothes. ‘Fuck, where did they go?’ He thought as he tried to find even his boxers.
“Going somewhere, sweetie?” The female called out to him.
“I have to be at work in an hour. I should get going to not be late.” Naraku lied.
“Boo.” The female sighed. Looking over to her brother, she grinned and spoke in her native tongue. “Do you think he remembers where he put his clothes?”
“Nah.” The male chuckled than finally looked over to the Naraku. “Bathroom. They are in the bathroom.”
Nodding, he listened carefully as he noticed the dialect of the Swedish language. So, he did get lucky with the Swedes, sadly they had to be siblings. That was just his luck. Reaching the bathroom, he saw his clothes and immediately grab it, placed it on and gave a short bow as he finished putting his shirt on and left the room.
Breathing finally, he cleared his throat and began to walk down the hallway. ‘I really need to stop drinking.’ He mumbled, feeling the oncoming of the hangover as his pleasure high faded away quickly. Rubbing his temples, he kept his gaze on the ground not looking up until he bumped into someone. Feeling his head hurting even more, he looked up to see a green eyed male in front of him. Inhaling gently, he caught the scent of a wolf yokai before him.
Not wanting to bother with a wolf, he bowed in apology and cleared his throat. “Sorry. That was my mistake.”
“No worries.” The male replied. “Name is Jensen. You are?”
“Annoyed with an headache.” Naraku stated with a glare. Not wanting to make chit-chat, he left the wolf alone and made his way to the stairs. Where the fuck was he?
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