InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bankotsu&Kitra: Past Relations ❯ sixteen ( Chapter 16 )
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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: 2.5K | Visits: 105 | 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: 2.5K | Visits: 105 | 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)
Chapter 16:
Back at the caves:
Bankotsu entered his cave and very gently placed his wife on their futon and ordered Suikotsu to check her out and asses the damages.
Suikotsu dutifully knelt beside her and opened her top, he noticed and tended to the multitude of scratches across her chest, as Bankotsu stood hovering over him. He looked at Bankotsu questioningly. Bankotsu calmly nodded, and he pulled her hakamas to her hips, carefully inspecting for the slightest damage to her stomach, finding none, he pulled them back up and closed her shirt. He competently tended to the cut on her lip, cleaning the dried blood off and moved to her bruised and swollen cheek; carefully cleansing the skin and placing a cold compress to ease the swelling.
Standing to his feet, the doctor approached his leader, reporting the damage was minor, before leaving the cave. Bankotsu carefully covered her with a blanket, before walking back outside to address his men.
Feet planted firmly and shoulder-width apart, Bankotsu crossed his arms intimidatingly in front of his chest and asked angrily, “Why was she alone Suikotsu?” staring directly at the men he’d spoken to.
Suikotsu explained seriously, “She needed to use the bathroom. I watched her walked into the bathroom and stayed with our food, like she’d asked me to.” Beginning to calm down, Bankotsu nodded and thanked him for protecting her. Suikotsu nodded assuring it was no problem.
Facing Renkotsu the young mercenary leader ordered, “Report,” staring the bald man in the eyes, knowing he wouldn’t have returned so early without something to tell.
Renkotsu reported, “In a village to the south, there have been rumors of a man searching the area- for a red haired woman.”
Bankotsu’s ears perked as he stated bewildered, “Kitra and her mother are the only women I’ve ever seen with red hair.” Adding adamantly, “Kou’s dead, I saw to that personally the night I brought her back!” and wondered out loud, frustrated, “Just who the hell could possibly be searching for her?”
Jakotsu asked, “If her brother’s dead, who else would know about her?” also interested in this latest development.
Shrugging Renkotsu added, “They said this man had straight black hair and looked to be a samurai, he carries a single sword on his hip. That’s all I was able to get from them.” Silently puzzling over who could be after the woman who was now a permanent fixture in their tight-knit family.
Kitra woke up and holding the cool cloth to her burning cheek, walked outside the cave, needing the comfort of her husband’s presence. Bankotsu heard her approaching and turned to face her asking, “Kitra who else could have survived the village being destroyed?”
She frowned, “I don’t know Ban. Nenji and Tao were with Kou and Darius killed those two. Jumal fell as the demons began attacking,” eyes shadowing with sadness as she cut off.
Bankotsu said, “Someone is searching the lands looking for a woman with red hair,” needing her to know what was going on. Kitra gasped in shock.
Looking into her eyes, as she moved closer to him, Bankotsu questioned, “Is there anyone else you think may have survived; maybe someone who had left the village before the attack, even a few days before the attack?” wanting to cover all the bases.
Frowning Kitra thought back, but simply couldn’t remember anyone who’d left the village even a few days, prior to the attack. Bankotsu sighed and nodded. Facing his men he ordered, “I want her protected at all times! Until we know who this man is and what he wants with my wife, I want one of you diligently guarding her whenever I’m not around.
Kitra lowered her head and nodded. As something occurred to her, she walked up to Suikotsu and asked concerned, “Could something they did, possibly have harmed-“ tears welling in her eyes unable to voice the thought.
He cut her off assuring, “I already looked you over, and no harm was done beside the scratches on your chest and to your face.” Relief instantaneously filled her eyes and her hand unconsciously went to cover her still flat stomach protectively.
Catching her move, and remembering she was pregnant, Bankotsu walked over and asked apprehensively, “Are you positive Suk?” staring the doctor in the eye. Suikotsu nodded and Bankotsu smirked, placing his hand lovingly over hers, eyes shining with relief.
Turning to face his men, he announced proudly, “Kitra’s pregnant, but Suk assured us the baby is fine. This is way I want my wife protected at all times,” voice dead serious, not willing to chance anything more happening to his beloved Kitra or their child.
Jakotsu squealed delighted about having a niece or nephew on the way and vowed to stay by her side at all times and kill anyone who threatened her. Kitra smiled at Bankotsu, as Jakotsu pulled her into an excited hug, congratulating her, and cooing about how cute the baby was bound to be.
Bankotsu nodded entrusting her safety to Jakotsu, whenever he couldn’t be around. After getting over the shock of learning about the expected arrival, Renkotsu sighed in relief that the baby hadn’t been harmed- his leader would have been pure hell on wheels if it had.
Jakotsu flitted about making a stew and ordered Kitra to sit down and take it easy. Laughing at how quickly Jakotsu had become a mother hen, Kitra sat down and stretched her feet in front of her.
Bankotsu sat by the fire cleaning and polishing his weapons as Kitra smiled at him and began humoring Jakotsu. Renkotsu went to his cave and refilled his gourd, before walking back out to join the others.
Suikotsu began cleaning his blades, as his two halves began an argument about whether or not they should have been the ones to kill Kitra’s attacker, but they both agreed with Bankotsu being both the leader and her husband, that right belonged to him.
Two Weeks Later:
Bankotsu and his men readied to leave the caves. Kitra finally convinced her husband to let her tag along, promising not to fight since her stomach was beginning to grow and they didn’t want to endanger their child. After she reminded him of his promise to keep her by his side at all times, and told him of how the memories of him and Darius leaving her alone were too much to bear, he’d agreed to let her travel with them.
She had her daggers on and her sword, but she wasn’t to fight at all. Jakotsu diligently remained by her side at all times.
They left the caves with the band members carrying a small pack of food and fresh water in case she felt hungry. Bankotsu led the group with Kitra beside him on the right and Jakotsu to his left. Suikotsu and Renkotsu brought up the rear.
They began roaming the lands, looking for leads about the man who was searching for Kitra. She had become just as determined as her husband was, to find out who was looking for her and why.
Around noon, they stopped so Kitra could eat a small snack to keep her nausea at bay. When they stopped, The Inutachi had wandered into them. Bankotsu asked, “Yo mutt, have you guys heard of anyone searching for Kitra?” as he stood protectively in front of his group.
Inuyasha barked, “Why is it we are always running into you guys?” irritation in his voice.
Bankotsu snapped, “Just answer the damn question half breed,” glaring at him.
Kagome answered, “No we haven’t.” standing beside Inuyasha, who huffed looking away.
Bankotsu nodded. Miroku asked curiously, “You say someone’s going around asking about lady Kitra?”
Kitra stood up moving to her husband’s side and answered, “A while back, we heard tale of a man with black hair searching for me.”
Miroku’s eyes widened as he noticed her slightly protruding stomach and nodded. “I see, but who would be searching for you?”
Bankotsu answered gruffly, “No one that we know of, that’s why we’re looking for him.” Smirking as he noticed the monk’s eyes register that she was pregnant. Kitra smiled at Bankotsu, wrapping her arms around his waist. He wrapped his free arm around her hips and pulled her protectively into his side.
Kitra placed a hand lovingly over her stomach and smiled at her husband, then over to her friends. Kagome’s eyes widened in shock, as she too realized her red haired friend was pregnant, and asked shocked, “Kitra when did this happen?”
Bankotsu grinned answered proudly, “She’s my wife.” Staring at the monk he added, “I told you she was being well provided for.” Miroku nodded.
Sango blinked staring on in shock. Miroku assured, “We’ll be sure to keep our ears and eyes out, and find a way to tell you if we find him.” Bankotsu nodded once in thanks and began leading his group away.
Inuyasha snorted and led his own group away, in search of more jewel shards.
A week later: In a village to the West:
A lone man with his straight black hair down to his shoulders worn down and wearing a royal purple haori and black hakamas, with dark brown eyes; asked a random villager, “You there, have you by chance, seen a woman with red hair and pale skin around here? She has hazel eyes and is probably wandering around with an escort.” waiting impatiently for an answer.
The villager frowned answering, “No sir, never seen anyone with red hair around here, though from the sounds of it, she’d be a real beauty,” before walking off.
The man sighed in frustration and decided to go into the tavern and buy himself a bottle of sake’, once his purchase was made, he continued down the road silently vowing, “I’ll find you bitch and when I do- you’ll pay for everything!”
He continued down the road, drinking the sake’ now and then. As the night began closing in, he decided to stop for the night and came across a weird man in some kind of strange pelt. He hollered, “You there! Have you seen a woman with flame colored hair around these parts?” in a loud and demanding voice.
The man in the pelt turned around answering, “No I haven’t, though I’m curious why you’d be looking for her?” as he faced the samurai.
The frustrated man sighed answering bitterly, “Because she was engaged to my brother but she ran away. I’m hunting her down to drag her back,” finality ringing loud and clear in his harsh voice.
The man in the pelt asked, “If she’s engaged to your brother, why doesn’t he go after her?” curious why this man was searching for a woman who wasn’t his.
The dark haired man scowled hissing angrily, “Because he’s dead,” taking another swig of the burning liquid; as the memory of finding his brother’s dead body pinned to a tree, with his own sword piercing his heart, flashed vividly into his mind.
The man in the baboon pelt picked up on the venom in the man’s voice and the hatred rolling off of him. Intrigued the pelt covered man questioned, “Tell me, why do you hate this woman so much?”
The man began talking about how they’d grown up in the same village and how her brother and his best friend had constantly kept her away from him and his brother. When he got to the part about how the two men were deadly swordsmen, The man hiding beneath the pelt became very interested and said, “Tell me, these two men, are they still alive?”
The drunken, hate filled man laughed bitterly answering, “The first was banished from the village many years ago, by my father. Her brother, however died in a fight against my brother and his two guards. I came across his grave a week ago, not long before finding my brother pinned to a tree,” Hate dripping from his slurred words.
The man in the pelt asked, “So the second man may still be alive then?” truly interested in the whereabouts of both men. If they were as reputed of swordsman as this man claimed, they could prove very useful in his own endeavors.
The drunken man disgustedly tossed his nearly empty bottle against a tree; shattering it and hissed vowing, “If he is, he won’t be when I find them,” slowly moving to his feet.
The monkey man asked, “These men, what are their names?” curiosity growing more and more by the second.
The drunk hissed venomously and spat out disgusted, “Darius is the dead one. The other was named Bankotsu.”
Seeing the pure hatred glowing in the man’s eyes, the hidden man asked, “And yours?” wishing to know who to thank for this valuable information.
The man answered flatly, “Kio,” and stumbled away to take out his drunken anger on anything stupid, and unfortunate enough to cross his path.
The hidden man grinned maliciously under the safety of his white and grey baboon pelt, watching the drunken fool stumbling down the road, before slipping off into the darkened forest, and thinking, “These two may prove very useful indeed,” as he released an evil cackle into the menacing night air, bounding through the trees. “Ku ku ku.”
A/N I’m so excited, my baby is finally developing to its full potential! This trilogy has been my pet project since it first began in 2007. Thanks for reading, please don’t hesitate to let me know what you think of it!:D
Chapter 16:
Back at the caves:
Bankotsu entered his cave and very gently placed his wife on their futon and ordered Suikotsu to check her out and asses the damages.
Suikotsu dutifully knelt beside her and opened her top, he noticed and tended to the multitude of scratches across her chest, as Bankotsu stood hovering over him. He looked at Bankotsu questioningly. Bankotsu calmly nodded, and he pulled her hakamas to her hips, carefully inspecting for the slightest damage to her stomach, finding none, he pulled them back up and closed her shirt. He competently tended to the cut on her lip, cleaning the dried blood off and moved to her bruised and swollen cheek; carefully cleansing the skin and placing a cold compress to ease the swelling.
Standing to his feet, the doctor approached his leader, reporting the damage was minor, before leaving the cave. Bankotsu carefully covered her with a blanket, before walking back outside to address his men.
Feet planted firmly and shoulder-width apart, Bankotsu crossed his arms intimidatingly in front of his chest and asked angrily, “Why was she alone Suikotsu?” staring directly at the men he’d spoken to.
Suikotsu explained seriously, “She needed to use the bathroom. I watched her walked into the bathroom and stayed with our food, like she’d asked me to.” Beginning to calm down, Bankotsu nodded and thanked him for protecting her. Suikotsu nodded assuring it was no problem.
Facing Renkotsu the young mercenary leader ordered, “Report,” staring the bald man in the eyes, knowing he wouldn’t have returned so early without something to tell.
Renkotsu reported, “In a village to the south, there have been rumors of a man searching the area- for a red haired woman.”
Bankotsu’s ears perked as he stated bewildered, “Kitra and her mother are the only women I’ve ever seen with red hair.” Adding adamantly, “Kou’s dead, I saw to that personally the night I brought her back!” and wondered out loud, frustrated, “Just who the hell could possibly be searching for her?”
Jakotsu asked, “If her brother’s dead, who else would know about her?” also interested in this latest development.
Shrugging Renkotsu added, “They said this man had straight black hair and looked to be a samurai, he carries a single sword on his hip. That’s all I was able to get from them.” Silently puzzling over who could be after the woman who was now a permanent fixture in their tight-knit family.
Kitra woke up and holding the cool cloth to her burning cheek, walked outside the cave, needing the comfort of her husband’s presence. Bankotsu heard her approaching and turned to face her asking, “Kitra who else could have survived the village being destroyed?”
She frowned, “I don’t know Ban. Nenji and Tao were with Kou and Darius killed those two. Jumal fell as the demons began attacking,” eyes shadowing with sadness as she cut off.
Bankotsu said, “Someone is searching the lands looking for a woman with red hair,” needing her to know what was going on. Kitra gasped in shock.
Looking into her eyes, as she moved closer to him, Bankotsu questioned, “Is there anyone else you think may have survived; maybe someone who had left the village before the attack, even a few days before the attack?” wanting to cover all the bases.
Frowning Kitra thought back, but simply couldn’t remember anyone who’d left the village even a few days, prior to the attack. Bankotsu sighed and nodded. Facing his men he ordered, “I want her protected at all times! Until we know who this man is and what he wants with my wife, I want one of you diligently guarding her whenever I’m not around.
Kitra lowered her head and nodded. As something occurred to her, she walked up to Suikotsu and asked concerned, “Could something they did, possibly have harmed-“ tears welling in her eyes unable to voice the thought.
He cut her off assuring, “I already looked you over, and no harm was done beside the scratches on your chest and to your face.” Relief instantaneously filled her eyes and her hand unconsciously went to cover her still flat stomach protectively.
Catching her move, and remembering she was pregnant, Bankotsu walked over and asked apprehensively, “Are you positive Suk?” staring the doctor in the eye. Suikotsu nodded and Bankotsu smirked, placing his hand lovingly over hers, eyes shining with relief.
Turning to face his men, he announced proudly, “Kitra’s pregnant, but Suk assured us the baby is fine. This is way I want my wife protected at all times,” voice dead serious, not willing to chance anything more happening to his beloved Kitra or their child.
Jakotsu squealed delighted about having a niece or nephew on the way and vowed to stay by her side at all times and kill anyone who threatened her. Kitra smiled at Bankotsu, as Jakotsu pulled her into an excited hug, congratulating her, and cooing about how cute the baby was bound to be.
Bankotsu nodded entrusting her safety to Jakotsu, whenever he couldn’t be around. After getting over the shock of learning about the expected arrival, Renkotsu sighed in relief that the baby hadn’t been harmed- his leader would have been pure hell on wheels if it had.
Jakotsu flitted about making a stew and ordered Kitra to sit down and take it easy. Laughing at how quickly Jakotsu had become a mother hen, Kitra sat down and stretched her feet in front of her.
Bankotsu sat by the fire cleaning and polishing his weapons as Kitra smiled at him and began humoring Jakotsu. Renkotsu went to his cave and refilled his gourd, before walking back out to join the others.
Suikotsu began cleaning his blades, as his two halves began an argument about whether or not they should have been the ones to kill Kitra’s attacker, but they both agreed with Bankotsu being both the leader and her husband, that right belonged to him.
Two Weeks Later:
Bankotsu and his men readied to leave the caves. Kitra finally convinced her husband to let her tag along, promising not to fight since her stomach was beginning to grow and they didn’t want to endanger their child. After she reminded him of his promise to keep her by his side at all times, and told him of how the memories of him and Darius leaving her alone were too much to bear, he’d agreed to let her travel with them.
She had her daggers on and her sword, but she wasn’t to fight at all. Jakotsu diligently remained by her side at all times.
They left the caves with the band members carrying a small pack of food and fresh water in case she felt hungry. Bankotsu led the group with Kitra beside him on the right and Jakotsu to his left. Suikotsu and Renkotsu brought up the rear.
They began roaming the lands, looking for leads about the man who was searching for Kitra. She had become just as determined as her husband was, to find out who was looking for her and why.
Around noon, they stopped so Kitra could eat a small snack to keep her nausea at bay. When they stopped, The Inutachi had wandered into them. Bankotsu asked, “Yo mutt, have you guys heard of anyone searching for Kitra?” as he stood protectively in front of his group.
Inuyasha barked, “Why is it we are always running into you guys?” irritation in his voice.
Bankotsu snapped, “Just answer the damn question half breed,” glaring at him.
Kagome answered, “No we haven’t.” standing beside Inuyasha, who huffed looking away.
Bankotsu nodded. Miroku asked curiously, “You say someone’s going around asking about lady Kitra?”
Kitra stood up moving to her husband’s side and answered, “A while back, we heard tale of a man with black hair searching for me.”
Miroku’s eyes widened as he noticed her slightly protruding stomach and nodded. “I see, but who would be searching for you?”
Bankotsu answered gruffly, “No one that we know of, that’s why we’re looking for him.” Smirking as he noticed the monk’s eyes register that she was pregnant. Kitra smiled at Bankotsu, wrapping her arms around his waist. He wrapped his free arm around her hips and pulled her protectively into his side.
Kitra placed a hand lovingly over her stomach and smiled at her husband, then over to her friends. Kagome’s eyes widened in shock, as she too realized her red haired friend was pregnant, and asked shocked, “Kitra when did this happen?”
Bankotsu grinned answered proudly, “She’s my wife.” Staring at the monk he added, “I told you she was being well provided for.” Miroku nodded.
Sango blinked staring on in shock. Miroku assured, “We’ll be sure to keep our ears and eyes out, and find a way to tell you if we find him.” Bankotsu nodded once in thanks and began leading his group away.
Inuyasha snorted and led his own group away, in search of more jewel shards.
A week later: In a village to the West:
A lone man with his straight black hair down to his shoulders worn down and wearing a royal purple haori and black hakamas, with dark brown eyes; asked a random villager, “You there, have you by chance, seen a woman with red hair and pale skin around here? She has hazel eyes and is probably wandering around with an escort.” waiting impatiently for an answer.
The villager frowned answering, “No sir, never seen anyone with red hair around here, though from the sounds of it, she’d be a real beauty,” before walking off.
The man sighed in frustration and decided to go into the tavern and buy himself a bottle of sake’, once his purchase was made, he continued down the road silently vowing, “I’ll find you bitch and when I do- you’ll pay for everything!”
He continued down the road, drinking the sake’ now and then. As the night began closing in, he decided to stop for the night and came across a weird man in some kind of strange pelt. He hollered, “You there! Have you seen a woman with flame colored hair around these parts?” in a loud and demanding voice.
The man in the pelt turned around answering, “No I haven’t, though I’m curious why you’d be looking for her?” as he faced the samurai.
The frustrated man sighed answering bitterly, “Because she was engaged to my brother but she ran away. I’m hunting her down to drag her back,” finality ringing loud and clear in his harsh voice.
The man in the pelt asked, “If she’s engaged to your brother, why doesn’t he go after her?” curious why this man was searching for a woman who wasn’t his.
The dark haired man scowled hissing angrily, “Because he’s dead,” taking another swig of the burning liquid; as the memory of finding his brother’s dead body pinned to a tree, with his own sword piercing his heart, flashed vividly into his mind.
The man in the baboon pelt picked up on the venom in the man’s voice and the hatred rolling off of him. Intrigued the pelt covered man questioned, “Tell me, why do you hate this woman so much?”
The man began talking about how they’d grown up in the same village and how her brother and his best friend had constantly kept her away from him and his brother. When he got to the part about how the two men were deadly swordsmen, The man hiding beneath the pelt became very interested and said, “Tell me, these two men, are they still alive?”
The drunken, hate filled man laughed bitterly answering, “The first was banished from the village many years ago, by my father. Her brother, however died in a fight against my brother and his two guards. I came across his grave a week ago, not long before finding my brother pinned to a tree,” Hate dripping from his slurred words.
The man in the pelt asked, “So the second man may still be alive then?” truly interested in the whereabouts of both men. If they were as reputed of swordsman as this man claimed, they could prove very useful in his own endeavors.
The drunken man disgustedly tossed his nearly empty bottle against a tree; shattering it and hissed vowing, “If he is, he won’t be when I find them,” slowly moving to his feet.
The monkey man asked, “These men, what are their names?” curiosity growing more and more by the second.
The drunk hissed venomously and spat out disgusted, “Darius is the dead one. The other was named Bankotsu.”
Seeing the pure hatred glowing in the man’s eyes, the hidden man asked, “And yours?” wishing to know who to thank for this valuable information.
The man answered flatly, “Kio,” and stumbled away to take out his drunken anger on anything stupid, and unfortunate enough to cross his path.
The hidden man grinned maliciously under the safety of his white and grey baboon pelt, watching the drunken fool stumbling down the road, before slipping off into the darkened forest, and thinking, “These two may prove very useful indeed,” as he released an evil cackle into the menacing night air, bounding through the trees. “Ku ku ku.”
A/N I’m so excited, my baby is finally developing to its full potential! This trilogy has been my pet project since it first began in 2007. Thanks for reading, please don’t hesitate to let me know what you think of it!:D