InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bankotsu&Kitra: Past Relations ❯ fifteen ( Chapter 15 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: kittyb78 
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 03.27.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 106 | Status: Completed
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 03.27.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 106 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha! I do own Kitra, Darius, Kou, Nenji, and Tao, Sura, and Lovu and the plot, and story line..... There. I said it. (sighs)
A/N this story has been completely revised so I suggest re-reading from the beginning or else it won’t make much sense. Also, this is a very violent chapter so read with caution! Now without further ado-
Chapter 15:
The next morning:
Kitra snuggled deeper into her husband's arms and smiled. Bankotsu kissed her head tenderly, while gently moving some hair out of her face. She woke to the best feeling in the world- his lips on her cheek.
"Morning Ban-Chan," she greeted with a bright smile. Her tummy rumbled and she ducked her head blushing.
He smiled replying, "Morning Kit, Lets get you fed, shall we?" trying to hide his amusement at her blush.
Kitra nodded and allowed her husband to slip her shoes on her feet, before helping her to stand up.
Smiling, Bankotsu led her to the tavern and got them a table. A minute later, Yoshiro and Jakotsu met them at the table, along with Suikotsu.
Bankotsu offered, “Eat with us, and then Jakotsu and I will see to it you make it safely back home.”
The priest nodded and thanked him kindly, sending Kitra a friendly smile. She smiled back and thanked him for the wonderful ceremony. “It was my pleasure dear,” he assured her.
Bankotsu turned to Suikotsu reminding, “You’ll be in charge of my bride until we return,” as the men exchanged a knowing look.
Suikotsu assured seriously, “She’ll be fine,” staring at his leader. Bankotsu nodded. Everyone ordered breakfast and Suikotsu hinted for Kitra to finish his juice. Taking the hint, she sent him a smile and carefully drank the juice.
After everyone had eaten, Bankotsu and Kitra exchanged hugs and Bankotsu, Jakotsu, Yoshiro, and Renkotsu, all set off to their appointed tasks.
Kitra again asked Suikotsu to accompany her for a walk, longing for the fresh air, as she felt the stares of Lovu and Sura boring into her. Suikotsu nodded and gracefully helped her out of the booth. She smiled thanking him and they walked towards the river. They sat over by the water talking a while.
Kitra asked curiously, “Did Bankotsu ever tell you guys, that he and Darius used to thrill the villagers by holding sparring matches in the training grounds?”
Suikotsu replied sadly, “No, he doesn’t talk much about himself.”
Kitra smiled saying, “Oh yes, he was one for keeping to himself whenever Dar and I weren’t around. But with Dar and I, he was always so open and carefree.” smiling fondly.
He and Darius raised me together, just the two of them; after our parents died. I did the house chores, and cooking, but they made everything possible.”
Suikotsu confided, “When I was a little boy, I would go around helping the animals that had been injured,” feeling a strange urge to open up to her.
Kitra smiled. “You can be just as kind as you want to be Suikotsu, when you want to be.” Sighing she added, “But I understand the need to kill in order to survive too.”
Not wanting to scare her, he edged carefully, “Sometimes we kill for fun too,” waiting to gauge her reaction.
Kitra nodded saying insightfully, “I know, I’ve heard the rumors. Bankotsu, he always had a deep resentment inside him, but around us he kept it buried.” Suikotsu’s other self marveled at how genuinely accepting she was of everyone’s faults.
Kitra smiled admitting sadly, “My friend Lissa, she was the only female in the village who didn’t flat out hate me; either because of Bankotsu’s banishment, or Darius’s obvious devotion to me,” wanting him to understand that she really understood what it was like to be judged over things, without people even knowing you.
Trying not to get to sentimental on him, Kitra stood up and walked over watching the fish swim around in the river. She’d almost started herself crying again, by bringing up the past. It was still painful to think of those she’d lost. Her brother’s most of all, but all of them hurt her; each one a little more.
If it wasn’t for Bankotsu, she’d have gone insane right after Darius died. She’d also have fallen to Kou’s twisted and sadistic plans. Shuddering in disgust, she wrapped her arms and herself and continued watching the fish.
Suikotsu sat there staring at her and trying to puzzle her out. She was his sister now, and he wanted to learn more about her. Even his inner self, was intrigued by the enigma of the woman standing before him.
She’d obviously suffered in her past. Bankotsu was even less forthcoming about her past than his own. But even Suikotsu could see clearly that she’d suffered horrors in the past, yet here she was openly embracing a group of blood thirsty mercenaries- accepting them faults and all and making them remember they were still humans and had feelings. She was willingly accepting them and even treating them as family.
He was certain now, that it wasn’t just for his leader’s sake either. This woman had actually gotten Jakotsu to open up to and embrace her. Defending her like he’d always defended their leader. She’d managed to open him up too, even his alter ego liked her, and that she kept their leader happy. Suikotsu thought she was even starting to break down Renkotsu’s steel walls- though Renkotsu would die before he admitted it yet.
Suikotsu stood up and walked over to stand beside Kitra, wanting to know what had fascinated her so much. He followed her gaze and saw the fish swimming in the water. His inner self smiled amused. Fish, she was engrossed by swimming fish.
Kitra sighed and turned her thoughts back to the present, smiling as she felt the man move up beside her. She turned to him and said, “Well enough about the past, how about instead you actually take me for a walk around the place? Standing around is getting tiring,” she admitted blushing a little.
Suikotsu smiled and offered his arm to her. She smiled accepting it and they began walking around aimlessly.
With Jakotsu, Bankotsu, and Yoshiro:
They had just arrived outside the priest’s hut. Yoshiro said, “Young man, that woman you have is a real treasure,” smiling at the lucky youth.
Bankotsu beamed proudly saying, “You don’t have to tell me that old man,” nodding to him and taking his leave.
Jakotsu squealed excitedly, “I can’t believe you’re married,” excitement dancing in his grey eyes.
Bankotsu smirked admitting, “Neither can I Ja. For a long time, I wondered when I’d get around to going back to the village. I’d made her a promise the day I left, “ he confided for the first time to anyone else. “I promised her, I’d find her and the three of us would be together again,” ending dejectedly as he realized he’d failed to keep his word.
Jakotsu’s eyes dimmed as he assured, “I’m sure she understands that big brother, and you did find her again,” placing a comforting hand on his leader’s shoulder.
“Yeah, but she lost her brother Jakotsu,” he added sadly. “Darius was the world to her, always. It was always the three of us against the world, ya know?”
Jakotsu nodded adding, “Now you have us too,” trying to cheer his friend up.
Bankotsu smiled saying, “Yeah I do Ja, thanks,” taking a minute to ruffle his friend’s hair, earning a squeal and a scowl from Jakotsu. Bankotsu laughed as Jakotsu frantically tried to fix his hair.
Back with Suikotsu and Kitra:
Just away from the river, Kitra spotted a nice shady spot and asked to sit down a while, not willing to leave the fresh air yet. Suikotsu nodded and led her over to the spot.
He put his back against the tree, and she leaned back on her elbows, tucking her knees and stared up at the clouds, remembering a day long ago when her and Bankotsu had been cloud watching.
Suikotsu allowed the lull of the rushing river, and the sunshine slip in and relax him, closing his eyes, as he felt Kitra shifting in the grass beside him. He cracked an eye and saw her smiling up at the clouds. Assuring himself she was okay, he closed his eyes and relaxed again.
Before she could start crying, Kitra sat up and started walking around, making sure to stay close to Suikotsu. After a minute, she asked him to take her back to the tavern and they ordered some rice and tea for her, while he had some juice.
Twenty minutes later, she excused herself needing to use the restroom and walked towards the bathroom. Suikotsu watched from their table as she slipped behind the door. Kitra did her business and washed her hands, walking back out into the hallway. Before she knew what happened, a man grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth and started dragging her off.
WARNING!!! ATTEMPTED RAPE SCENE!!!
Her eyes widened in horror and she began fighting back and bit his hand, taking the chance to yell for Suikotsu. He jumped up and tore off after her frightened scream. Lovu continued dragging her off, with the help of the jealous barmaid Sura; they drug her outside, behind the tavern. Lovu held her down and Sura began viciously stripping her top off. Kitra kicked and screamed fighting like a wildcat as memories crashed in.
With hate filled eyes, Sura started to rip down her hakamas; she snapped back to reality and kicked Sura in the face hard enough it knocked her unconscious. Lovu back handed her seething, “Shut up and stay still bitch!” Kitra’s head began spinning and she felt nauseous, as blood leaked from her busted lip coating the side of her mouth in sickening haematic sheen. Eyes filling with tears, Kitra pleaded, begging for the people around them to help her, and cried when they stood there in shock, doing nothing as he continued his assault.
Before he could rip her bottoms down, Suikotsu came running around the corner and viciously kicked Lovu away from her, sending the sickening crack on breaking bones into the air, with his metal claws flexed, and ready to slice the man apart. Scrambling backwards Kitra gathered her torn top around her and began shaking and crying, luckily her pants were still in one piece. Eyes blazing with fury, Suikotsu hissed angrily, “You’ll die for what you tried to do,” getting ready to charge the man.
WARNING!!!! ATTEMPTED RAPE SCENE OVER!!!
Jakotsu’s panicked shriek of, “Oh no, little sister,” rent the air.
Followed by Bankotsu’s enraged yell of, “Stand down Suikotsu- he’s mine!” as they showed up, Bankotsu had pure murder in his eyes, as he saw his wife’s attacker get kicked away from her, and he realized what the man had tried to do.
He and Jakotsu had just entered the edges of town, when he’d heard her frantic screams; his heart had panicked and his adrenaline charged body had torn off down the direction of her yells. Renkotsu had returned a minute later, and assessing the situation, quickly figured out what had happened. He went to aid his leader in blocking the man’s escape.
Jakotsu ran over to Kitra and tried to position himself in front of her, so no one would see her state of undress, as she continued clutching her torn haori around her trembling body. Suikotsu stood down and wrapped his haori around the frightened woman who was crying.
Bankotsu gripped Banryu’s handle so tight his knuckles turned white, and approached the man with sheer fury in his eyes. Lovu began back peddling in fright as the mercenary leader edged closer to him. Tossing Banryu aside, and earning shocked looks from his soldiers, Bankotsu cracked his fists and spat venomously, “You’re one dead sonova bitch!” as he began stalking the bastard who’d dared to attack his wife.
Suikotsu went to stand by Banryu, as Jakotsu stayed by Kitra, both eagerly watching to see his leader kill the bastard who’d dared try to harm their little sister. Bankotsu started circling the man calm as can be, though fury was in his eyes. He controlled his movements and delivered very painful punches to the man’s face and stomach before breaking his arms.
Lovu’s horrified screams filled the air and Kitra shut her eyes, holding her hands to her ears, refusing to feel anything for the man who was getting punished. His cries of pain woke up Sura, who wide eyed at the devilish sight in front of her, began frantically scooting back away with her heart pounding in fear.
Grinning sadistically Bankotsu broke each finger drawing out the man’s torture, then placed his dagger down against the man’s crotch and smirking evilly, stabbed it into the nuts and ripped it away; smirking wider as the screams increased volume, and hot blood covered the dagger and his hand.
Smirking right at him, he said in a nearly demonic voice, “Now you’ll never touch my wife again,” He turned the dagger and stabbed it into the man’s gut, slicing upward slitting the man’s belly to his chest, watching in sick pleasure as the man’s bowels began to leak through the bottom of the cut, and finished by stabbing his dagger straight into the bastard’s heart. Licking his lips in excitement, as she sound of death rattled in the man’s throat; when he began coughing, and drowning in his own blood. As soon as the man died, Bankotsu shoved his body away in disgust and wiped his hand and dagger on the grass.
Ordering Suikotsu to bring him a bucket of water, he rinsed his hands free of blood and placed his dagger away. Retrieving Banryu, he walked over to where his wife was still crying.
He ordered Jakotsu to go and get the band’s belongings and take them to the top of the hill immediately, as he knelt beside Kitra taking her into his arms and laying Banryu beside her. She threw herself into his arms and began sobbing brokenly. Bankotsu soothed her, much like he’d done when they were kids and after a while, she calmed down enough to stand up. Suikotsu held out a cup of tea instructing her to drink it, to calm her nerves. Bankotsu held the cup and helped her while she obediently drank the tea.
After Jakotsu had retrieved the band’s belongings, Bankotsu wrapped his arm around her waist and with Banryu over his shoulder, he faced his men and ordered angrily, “Burn this fucking village to the ground and destroy everyone it!” leading Kitra away as she buried her head against his chest, leaning into him heavily.
Renkotsu smirked evilly and gulped some of his liquid from his gourd. Suikotsu, and Jakotsu, were unleashed on the people who’d stood by watching what was happening and hadn’t lifted a finger to help her. They were all too eager to avenge their little sister’s attack, and make the people who didn’t help her pay.
Bankotsu led her to the top of the hill and placed Banryu on the ground, before pulling Kitra into his arms and cradling her against his chest protectively. She kept crying, “Why didn’t they help me?” not understanding how anyone could see what was happening and not help. Bankotsu carefully changed her out of the ruined haori and put her fresh one on her before he soothed her, rocking her back and forth, singing to her; as the screams of the villagers filled the air.
Kitra buried herself in the safety of his arms and listened to his voice allowing him to lull her to sleep, she’d never heard him sing before, but she was grateful to hear it now- he had an amazing singing voice, and exhausted from the attack, she peacefully drifted off to sleep in his arms.
Bankotsu watched in immense pleasure, as the village went up in flames and the horrified screams continued, like a symphony to his ears. Once his brothers had finished having their fun, they met up with him at the top of the hill. Bankotsu strapped Banryu to his back, and charged the others with carrying all their belongings, and they set off to return back to their caves. Suikotsu and Jakotsu walked at the rear, ensuring no back trail was left and that they weren’t followed.
Author's Note: Okay guys and gals there is chapter fifteen please remember to read and review thanks.
A/N this story has been completely revised so I suggest re-reading from the beginning or else it won’t make much sense. Also, this is a very violent chapter so read with caution! Now without further ado-
Chapter 15:
The next morning:
Kitra snuggled deeper into her husband's arms and smiled. Bankotsu kissed her head tenderly, while gently moving some hair out of her face. She woke to the best feeling in the world- his lips on her cheek.
"Morning Ban-Chan," she greeted with a bright smile. Her tummy rumbled and she ducked her head blushing.
He smiled replying, "Morning Kit, Lets get you fed, shall we?" trying to hide his amusement at her blush.
Kitra nodded and allowed her husband to slip her shoes on her feet, before helping her to stand up.
Smiling, Bankotsu led her to the tavern and got them a table. A minute later, Yoshiro and Jakotsu met them at the table, along with Suikotsu.
Bankotsu offered, “Eat with us, and then Jakotsu and I will see to it you make it safely back home.”
The priest nodded and thanked him kindly, sending Kitra a friendly smile. She smiled back and thanked him for the wonderful ceremony. “It was my pleasure dear,” he assured her.
Bankotsu turned to Suikotsu reminding, “You’ll be in charge of my bride until we return,” as the men exchanged a knowing look.
Suikotsu assured seriously, “She’ll be fine,” staring at his leader. Bankotsu nodded. Everyone ordered breakfast and Suikotsu hinted for Kitra to finish his juice. Taking the hint, she sent him a smile and carefully drank the juice.
After everyone had eaten, Bankotsu and Kitra exchanged hugs and Bankotsu, Jakotsu, Yoshiro, and Renkotsu, all set off to their appointed tasks.
Kitra again asked Suikotsu to accompany her for a walk, longing for the fresh air, as she felt the stares of Lovu and Sura boring into her. Suikotsu nodded and gracefully helped her out of the booth. She smiled thanking him and they walked towards the river. They sat over by the water talking a while.
Kitra asked curiously, “Did Bankotsu ever tell you guys, that he and Darius used to thrill the villagers by holding sparring matches in the training grounds?”
Suikotsu replied sadly, “No, he doesn’t talk much about himself.”
Kitra smiled saying, “Oh yes, he was one for keeping to himself whenever Dar and I weren’t around. But with Dar and I, he was always so open and carefree.” smiling fondly.
He and Darius raised me together, just the two of them; after our parents died. I did the house chores, and cooking, but they made everything possible.”
Suikotsu confided, “When I was a little boy, I would go around helping the animals that had been injured,” feeling a strange urge to open up to her.
Kitra smiled. “You can be just as kind as you want to be Suikotsu, when you want to be.” Sighing she added, “But I understand the need to kill in order to survive too.”
Not wanting to scare her, he edged carefully, “Sometimes we kill for fun too,” waiting to gauge her reaction.
Kitra nodded saying insightfully, “I know, I’ve heard the rumors. Bankotsu, he always had a deep resentment inside him, but around us he kept it buried.” Suikotsu’s other self marveled at how genuinely accepting she was of everyone’s faults.
Kitra smiled admitting sadly, “My friend Lissa, she was the only female in the village who didn’t flat out hate me; either because of Bankotsu’s banishment, or Darius’s obvious devotion to me,” wanting him to understand that she really understood what it was like to be judged over things, without people even knowing you.
Trying not to get to sentimental on him, Kitra stood up and walked over watching the fish swim around in the river. She’d almost started herself crying again, by bringing up the past. It was still painful to think of those she’d lost. Her brother’s most of all, but all of them hurt her; each one a little more.
If it wasn’t for Bankotsu, she’d have gone insane right after Darius died. She’d also have fallen to Kou’s twisted and sadistic plans. Shuddering in disgust, she wrapped her arms and herself and continued watching the fish.
Suikotsu sat there staring at her and trying to puzzle her out. She was his sister now, and he wanted to learn more about her. Even his inner self, was intrigued by the enigma of the woman standing before him.
She’d obviously suffered in her past. Bankotsu was even less forthcoming about her past than his own. But even Suikotsu could see clearly that she’d suffered horrors in the past, yet here she was openly embracing a group of blood thirsty mercenaries- accepting them faults and all and making them remember they were still humans and had feelings. She was willingly accepting them and even treating them as family.
He was certain now, that it wasn’t just for his leader’s sake either. This woman had actually gotten Jakotsu to open up to and embrace her. Defending her like he’d always defended their leader. She’d managed to open him up too, even his alter ego liked her, and that she kept their leader happy. Suikotsu thought she was even starting to break down Renkotsu’s steel walls- though Renkotsu would die before he admitted it yet.
Suikotsu stood up and walked over to stand beside Kitra, wanting to know what had fascinated her so much. He followed her gaze and saw the fish swimming in the water. His inner self smiled amused. Fish, she was engrossed by swimming fish.
Kitra sighed and turned her thoughts back to the present, smiling as she felt the man move up beside her. She turned to him and said, “Well enough about the past, how about instead you actually take me for a walk around the place? Standing around is getting tiring,” she admitted blushing a little.
Suikotsu smiled and offered his arm to her. She smiled accepting it and they began walking around aimlessly.
With Jakotsu, Bankotsu, and Yoshiro:
They had just arrived outside the priest’s hut. Yoshiro said, “Young man, that woman you have is a real treasure,” smiling at the lucky youth.
Bankotsu beamed proudly saying, “You don’t have to tell me that old man,” nodding to him and taking his leave.
Jakotsu squealed excitedly, “I can’t believe you’re married,” excitement dancing in his grey eyes.
Bankotsu smirked admitting, “Neither can I Ja. For a long time, I wondered when I’d get around to going back to the village. I’d made her a promise the day I left, “ he confided for the first time to anyone else. “I promised her, I’d find her and the three of us would be together again,” ending dejectedly as he realized he’d failed to keep his word.
Jakotsu’s eyes dimmed as he assured, “I’m sure she understands that big brother, and you did find her again,” placing a comforting hand on his leader’s shoulder.
“Yeah, but she lost her brother Jakotsu,” he added sadly. “Darius was the world to her, always. It was always the three of us against the world, ya know?”
Jakotsu nodded adding, “Now you have us too,” trying to cheer his friend up.
Bankotsu smiled saying, “Yeah I do Ja, thanks,” taking a minute to ruffle his friend’s hair, earning a squeal and a scowl from Jakotsu. Bankotsu laughed as Jakotsu frantically tried to fix his hair.
Back with Suikotsu and Kitra:
Just away from the river, Kitra spotted a nice shady spot and asked to sit down a while, not willing to leave the fresh air yet. Suikotsu nodded and led her over to the spot.
He put his back against the tree, and she leaned back on her elbows, tucking her knees and stared up at the clouds, remembering a day long ago when her and Bankotsu had been cloud watching.
Suikotsu allowed the lull of the rushing river, and the sunshine slip in and relax him, closing his eyes, as he felt Kitra shifting in the grass beside him. He cracked an eye and saw her smiling up at the clouds. Assuring himself she was okay, he closed his eyes and relaxed again.
Before she could start crying, Kitra sat up and started walking around, making sure to stay close to Suikotsu. After a minute, she asked him to take her back to the tavern and they ordered some rice and tea for her, while he had some juice.
Twenty minutes later, she excused herself needing to use the restroom and walked towards the bathroom. Suikotsu watched from their table as she slipped behind the door. Kitra did her business and washed her hands, walking back out into the hallway. Before she knew what happened, a man grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth and started dragging her off.
WARNING!!! ATTEMPTED RAPE SCENE!!!
Her eyes widened in horror and she began fighting back and bit his hand, taking the chance to yell for Suikotsu. He jumped up and tore off after her frightened scream. Lovu continued dragging her off, with the help of the jealous barmaid Sura; they drug her outside, behind the tavern. Lovu held her down and Sura began viciously stripping her top off. Kitra kicked and screamed fighting like a wildcat as memories crashed in.
With hate filled eyes, Sura started to rip down her hakamas; she snapped back to reality and kicked Sura in the face hard enough it knocked her unconscious. Lovu back handed her seething, “Shut up and stay still bitch!” Kitra’s head began spinning and she felt nauseous, as blood leaked from her busted lip coating the side of her mouth in sickening haematic sheen. Eyes filling with tears, Kitra pleaded, begging for the people around them to help her, and cried when they stood there in shock, doing nothing as he continued his assault.
Before he could rip her bottoms down, Suikotsu came running around the corner and viciously kicked Lovu away from her, sending the sickening crack on breaking bones into the air, with his metal claws flexed, and ready to slice the man apart. Scrambling backwards Kitra gathered her torn top around her and began shaking and crying, luckily her pants were still in one piece. Eyes blazing with fury, Suikotsu hissed angrily, “You’ll die for what you tried to do,” getting ready to charge the man.
WARNING!!!! ATTEMPTED RAPE SCENE OVER!!!
Jakotsu’s panicked shriek of, “Oh no, little sister,” rent the air.
Followed by Bankotsu’s enraged yell of, “Stand down Suikotsu- he’s mine!” as they showed up, Bankotsu had pure murder in his eyes, as he saw his wife’s attacker get kicked away from her, and he realized what the man had tried to do.
He and Jakotsu had just entered the edges of town, when he’d heard her frantic screams; his heart had panicked and his adrenaline charged body had torn off down the direction of her yells. Renkotsu had returned a minute later, and assessing the situation, quickly figured out what had happened. He went to aid his leader in blocking the man’s escape.
Jakotsu ran over to Kitra and tried to position himself in front of her, so no one would see her state of undress, as she continued clutching her torn haori around her trembling body. Suikotsu stood down and wrapped his haori around the frightened woman who was crying.
Bankotsu gripped Banryu’s handle so tight his knuckles turned white, and approached the man with sheer fury in his eyes. Lovu began back peddling in fright as the mercenary leader edged closer to him. Tossing Banryu aside, and earning shocked looks from his soldiers, Bankotsu cracked his fists and spat venomously, “You’re one dead sonova bitch!” as he began stalking the bastard who’d dared to attack his wife.
Suikotsu went to stand by Banryu, as Jakotsu stayed by Kitra, both eagerly watching to see his leader kill the bastard who’d dared try to harm their little sister. Bankotsu started circling the man calm as can be, though fury was in his eyes. He controlled his movements and delivered very painful punches to the man’s face and stomach before breaking his arms.
Lovu’s horrified screams filled the air and Kitra shut her eyes, holding her hands to her ears, refusing to feel anything for the man who was getting punished. His cries of pain woke up Sura, who wide eyed at the devilish sight in front of her, began frantically scooting back away with her heart pounding in fear.
Grinning sadistically Bankotsu broke each finger drawing out the man’s torture, then placed his dagger down against the man’s crotch and smirking evilly, stabbed it into the nuts and ripped it away; smirking wider as the screams increased volume, and hot blood covered the dagger and his hand.
Smirking right at him, he said in a nearly demonic voice, “Now you’ll never touch my wife again,” He turned the dagger and stabbed it into the man’s gut, slicing upward slitting the man’s belly to his chest, watching in sick pleasure as the man’s bowels began to leak through the bottom of the cut, and finished by stabbing his dagger straight into the bastard’s heart. Licking his lips in excitement, as she sound of death rattled in the man’s throat; when he began coughing, and drowning in his own blood. As soon as the man died, Bankotsu shoved his body away in disgust and wiped his hand and dagger on the grass.
Ordering Suikotsu to bring him a bucket of water, he rinsed his hands free of blood and placed his dagger away. Retrieving Banryu, he walked over to where his wife was still crying.
He ordered Jakotsu to go and get the band’s belongings and take them to the top of the hill immediately, as he knelt beside Kitra taking her into his arms and laying Banryu beside her. She threw herself into his arms and began sobbing brokenly. Bankotsu soothed her, much like he’d done when they were kids and after a while, she calmed down enough to stand up. Suikotsu held out a cup of tea instructing her to drink it, to calm her nerves. Bankotsu held the cup and helped her while she obediently drank the tea.
After Jakotsu had retrieved the band’s belongings, Bankotsu wrapped his arm around her waist and with Banryu over his shoulder, he faced his men and ordered angrily, “Burn this fucking village to the ground and destroy everyone it!” leading Kitra away as she buried her head against his chest, leaning into him heavily.
Renkotsu smirked evilly and gulped some of his liquid from his gourd. Suikotsu, and Jakotsu, were unleashed on the people who’d stood by watching what was happening and hadn’t lifted a finger to help her. They were all too eager to avenge their little sister’s attack, and make the people who didn’t help her pay.
Bankotsu led her to the top of the hill and placed Banryu on the ground, before pulling Kitra into his arms and cradling her against his chest protectively. She kept crying, “Why didn’t they help me?” not understanding how anyone could see what was happening and not help. Bankotsu carefully changed her out of the ruined haori and put her fresh one on her before he soothed her, rocking her back and forth, singing to her; as the screams of the villagers filled the air.
Kitra buried herself in the safety of his arms and listened to his voice allowing him to lull her to sleep, she’d never heard him sing before, but she was grateful to hear it now- he had an amazing singing voice, and exhausted from the attack, she peacefully drifted off to sleep in his arms.
Bankotsu watched in immense pleasure, as the village went up in flames and the horrified screams continued, like a symphony to his ears. Once his brothers had finished having their fun, they met up with him at the top of the hill. Bankotsu strapped Banryu to his back, and charged the others with carrying all their belongings, and they set off to return back to their caves. Suikotsu and Jakotsu walked at the rear, ensuring no back trail was left and that they weren’t followed.
Author's Note: Okay guys and gals there is chapter fifteen please remember to read and review thanks.