InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bankotsu&Kitra: The Begining ❯ eighteen ( Chapter 18 )
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By: kittyb78 
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.27.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 138 | Status: Completed
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.27.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 138 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha! I do own Kitra, Darius, Kou, Kio, Nenji, and Tao, Jumal and the plot, and story line..... There. I said it. (sighs)
I want give a very special Thank you to Frog Lady for her wonderful ideas, and being such a loyal reviewer! As well as to Yuti-Chan for her continued reviews!:)
Chapter 18:
Three years later: With Kitra and Darius:
Kitra and Lissa were preparing for the festival and were excited. Lissa was telling Kitra about Asa and Tao’s little son and how cute he was.
Jumal and Darius were waiting in the living area for the girl’s to dress for the festival. The girls entered the living area and the guys grinned, walking up to their sisters.
Darius complimented, “You two will be the most beautiful women there,” as he smiled at Lissa.
Lissa blushed thanking him, and took his offered arm. Grinning Jumal offered his arm to Kitra, who happily took his arm, and they walked together towards the village.
When the quartet arrived, they ordered some food and ate it under the tree, as had been their tradition for the past three years. Afterwards they decided to walk over to the dancing area.
Kou and Kio watched from across the area and wished they were the ones holding the girls, but knew better than to even approach them. They’d settle for dancing with the village girls and trying to dance close enough to catch their eyes.
With the Inutachi:
They’d come across the village an hour ago, drawn in by the excitement in the air, and realized a festival was being held.
Asa had already invited them to join in the festivities, and after Kagome had convinced Inuyasha everyone needed some fun, and sat him a couple times, he’d reluctantly agreed.
Kitra and Jumal were dancing, when Miroku caught sight of the beauty with red hair. Making his way over, he politely asked to dance with her, and Jumal nodded stepping aside.
Miroku gathered the beauty into his arms and began dancing. It wasn’t long before his hand began to wander. Kitra’s eyes widened as she felt him firmly squeeze her butt and her face reddened. Her hand raised high into the air and came down in a vicious slap across the stunned monk’s face, as she screamed, “What the hell!?”
Instantly Darius was by her side, sword draw and scowling at the monk who’d landed on the floor, from her strike. Kitra hissed, “That monk just grabbed my ass,” looking at her brother angrily.
Lightening quick Darius hauled the lecherous monk to his feet and growled, “Keep your hands off my sister monk, or you’ll have no need of women,” shoving him forcefully away from Kitra.
Embarrassed as hell, Kagome bowed before the offended couple and apologized sincerely, “I’m sorry for my friend’s actions. He’s a hopeless lech and does that to every woman he comes across. Please forgive him?”
Kitra smiled at the strangely dressed girl and said, “It’s okay Dar, I was just shocked is all,” as she placed her hand on her brother’s sword arm to steady his blade.
He nodded and replaced his sword at his hip, after sending a glare towards the frightened monk.
Inuyasha snorted, “Serves you right Miroku,” before staring at the red haired siblings.
Shippo peeked over Kagome’s shoulder shaking his head mumbling, “Idiot,” as he stared at the shaking monk with fear in his eyes. Kirara mewed her agreement.
Kitra suggested they all sit and talk a while and Kagome and Sango agreed. Lissa and Jumal walked over and the two groups started talking as they continued to enjoy the festival.
Happily petting the kitten in her lap, Kitra asked, “So, Inuyasha was it?” staring at the man with fuzzy ears and golden eyes.
Inuyasha nodded asking hesitantly, “Yeah?” unsure about these people yet, even though everyone else liked them.
Kitra asked curious, “How is that you have fuzzy ears? I’ve never seen this before.” slightly awed by the sight.
Inuyasha snorted and Sango kindly explained, “He’s a hanyou, a half demon.” staring at the younger girl. Inuyasha sent her a glare.
Kitra asked, “I thought demons were evil?” confusion in her hazel eyes.
Kagome corrected, “Not all demons are evil, just as not all humans are good.” smiling at the woman.
Kitra nodded. “I see,” she said thoughtfully, continuing to pet the purring kitten in her lap.
Sango smiled adding, “Kirara sure seems to have taken a liking to you,” as she watched her pet lapping up the girls attention. Kitra smiled at the kitten and continued petting her.
Darius smiled at her saying, “I bet this will be a night you’ll never forget, eh Kit? Knowing his sister had gotten more than she’d expected out of tonight’s festivities.
Kitra smiled answering, “That’s for sure,” as she stared at her new friends.
Lissa and Jumal were sitting with them, but Lissa was very shy and remained quiet. Jumal stuck by his sister’s side and watched the newcomers warily.
The Inutachi stayed until after the festival ended, and then checked into the Inn for the night.
Once they were sure that her new friends would have a warm place to sleep for the night, Kitra and Darius bid everyone farewell and walked home. Lissa and Jumal had left over an hour ago, because Lissa had been worn out from all of the excitement.
With Kitra and Darius: At their hut:
Kitra lightly scolded, “You never danced with anyone but me and Lissa. Dar, how are you ever going to find a woman to settle down with, if you won’t at least dance with them,” staring at her brother with concern in her eyes.
Darius laughed answering, “Now Kitra, you know I’m not worried about settling down yet,” as he playfully ruffled her hair.
Unamused Kitra sighed. “Darius, you should settle down. You’ll make some lucky woman an excellent husband, and a great father.” She was concerned for her brother’s future.
Darius countered seriously, “Kitra, right now, I’m focused on taking care of you. That’s all I need.” staring into his sister’s eyes, hoping to get the message across.
Kitra smiled sadly saying, “Darius, you’ve spent our whole lives taking care of me. And in less than a year the announcement will be made,” sadness creeping into her normally bright eyes.
Darius nodded grimly. “I know Kit. I’m trying to think of a way to get us out of here before the marriage can take place.” He assured her.
Kitra smiled. “I know Dar. But still, don’t make me your only reason for living. You need a family of your own someday,” placing a loving hand on her brother’s smooth cheek and staring into his green eyes.
Darius laughed before kissing her cheek and walking around to lock up their hut for the night.
Realizing the conversation was to be dropped, Kitra sighed and hugging him whispered, “Night Dar. I love you.”
He hugged her back and replied, “Night Kit. I love you too.” Then they both turned in for the night.
Kitra laid on her bed thinking about that night at the festival. She knew all the women of the village either despised her over Bankotsu’s banishment, or Darius’s undying devotion to her, except for Lissa and maybe Asa. She wanted her brother to settle down and be happy, not focusing only on her happiness.
Rolling over she grabbed her silver brush and untied her ribbon, allowing her fiery locks to cascade over her pale shoulders. Lifting the brush in her hand, she began brushing the long red locks of silk with the treasured silver brush that was her last gift from Bankotsu.
She sighed as her thoughts turned to Bankotsu. She missed him terribly even still, after all these years. She was happy to know he’d found some friends to travel with, so at least he wasn’t alone anymore.
She wondered if he ever thought about her and Darius. She thought back to the day he’d been banished and remembered his parting words. Staring down at the brush in her lap, she ran a hand over the smooth back lovingly and whispered, “You better keep your promise, both of you.” Before laying on her bed and wiping away a few tears, as she saw Bankotsu waving and smirking at her.
With Bankotsu:
He and the band had completed their latest assignment and he was sitting with Jakotsu drinking some sake’ to celebrate their recent victories.
Earlier that day, He’d remembered the day of his banishment and the anger and hatred over what happened, still burned inside him. He didn’t blame Kitra, or even Jumal, but he was furious with and just itched to kill Kou over it- especially since the prick was still sending hired hands after him from time to time.
Due to the proximity of where they were, and the last job they’d gotten paid for, tonight he was feeling extremely bitter over the whole incident and missing his childhood best friends terribly, so he tried to drown his sorrows in sake’ with his men.
He’d been killing ever since his banishment. At first it was just the lackeys Kou would send after him, and then it became a way to ease the overwhelming loneliness at being separated from the only home he’d ever known. As long as he was killing, he didn’t think about his friends and how much he missed them.
After he met Jakotsu and decided to form the band, the loneliness began to ease some, but it never completely faded away. From time to time he’d still get bombarded with memories of the life he’d been forced to leave behind. The anger and hatred over what had been done would surface and he’d become irritable, daring anyone to cross him, just so that he could explode and work on some of the frustrations by beating them back into place.
His men all knew better than to cross him or to disobey a direct order from him, or any order for that matter. They understood completely that he wouldn’t hesitate to remind them of exactly why he was their leader. He commanded respect and loyalty even among his murderous ‘brothers’ and they knew it.
He wondered how Kitra was doing and whether or not she’d recovered from her injuries that night so long ago. Scowling he ground his thumb into the floor trying to squash an imaginary bug.
Jakotsu had noticed his leader had been extra touchy today and wondered why. Holding out another cup of the ancient brew, he asked, “So what’s with you today?” grey eyes concerned for his friend.
Bankotsu sighed answering, “Memories,” as he downed the next cup in a single gulp, dipping it into the bucket for more, as Jakotsu continued staring at him.
Jakotsu said, “Must have been some memory. It’s had you extra crabby all day,” dipping his own cup into the brew.
Bankotsu said, “Yeah,” eyes softening as Kitra and Darius’s faces entered his mind. Sighing he rubbed his temples trying to remove their faces, before the longing could set in. He was tired of not being able to see his friends and whished like hell he could kill the man responsible for his banishment.
Growling he tossed the cup across the floor smashing it against the far wall. A grim satisfaction filled him temporarily as he watched the glass shatter into tiny slivers.
Jakotsu was shocked and decided to get his friend another cup and let the conversation drop for now.
Bankotsu scowled as he reached for his cup only to remember he’d thrown it across the room. Jakotsu handed him a full cup and offered, “Let’s sit and finish the sake’ together.” Bankotsu nodded, grateful that he’d dropped the subject, and continued to drown his sorrows. Each of his men had been tested in combat one on one with him and been taught their place in the group. More than once already he’d beaten each of them back into place.
Jakotsu of course had become his closest companion and seemed a good drinking buddy. He’d learned after that first night not to make any moves on his leader. Each of the men respected their leader’s strength and ruthlessness. But more importantly, they respected the man himself and would gladly follow him through the fires of hell itself if he asked it of them.
He treated each and every member with an equal amount of respect, and settled any and all disputes fairly and quickly. They learned within the first couple weeks of traveling together, not to start fistfights with their fellow brothers, or the two caught fighting would answer to their powerful leader’s dangerous fists.
When he became even more of a cantankerous bear than normal, they quickly learned to back off. If he said to drop something, they immediately did so, not wanting to face his fearsome wrath.
The only one who ever dared to push even a little bit, was Jakotsu. Bankotsu had come to view him as a confidant of sorts and had explained part of his life, but he wasn’t ready yet to put names to the people who’d mattered in his life. Jakotsu was waiting patiently, knowing his friend was deeply hurting and trying hard as he could to hide it.
Of the entire group, he’d known Bankotsu the longest, and had come to see him as a true big brother. The first few weeks together Bankotsu would only ignore him when he asked about his past, but after that, he’d begun to open up and confided about his banishment, not why, only that he’d been banished.
Slowly Bankotsu and Jakotsu were beginning to confide in each other a little more each time, usually when they were alone and sake’ was around, but also late at night when the others were sleeping and neither of them could sleep.
Author's Note: Okay guys and gals there is chapter eighteen please remember to read and review thanks.
I want give a very special Thank you to Frog Lady for her wonderful ideas, and being such a loyal reviewer! As well as to Yuti-Chan for her continued reviews!:)
Chapter 18:
Three years later: With Kitra and Darius:
Kitra and Lissa were preparing for the festival and were excited. Lissa was telling Kitra about Asa and Tao’s little son and how cute he was.
Jumal and Darius were waiting in the living area for the girl’s to dress for the festival. The girls entered the living area and the guys grinned, walking up to their sisters.
Darius complimented, “You two will be the most beautiful women there,” as he smiled at Lissa.
Lissa blushed thanking him, and took his offered arm. Grinning Jumal offered his arm to Kitra, who happily took his arm, and they walked together towards the village.
When the quartet arrived, they ordered some food and ate it under the tree, as had been their tradition for the past three years. Afterwards they decided to walk over to the dancing area.
Kou and Kio watched from across the area and wished they were the ones holding the girls, but knew better than to even approach them. They’d settle for dancing with the village girls and trying to dance close enough to catch their eyes.
With the Inutachi:
They’d come across the village an hour ago, drawn in by the excitement in the air, and realized a festival was being held.
Asa had already invited them to join in the festivities, and after Kagome had convinced Inuyasha everyone needed some fun, and sat him a couple times, he’d reluctantly agreed.
Kitra and Jumal were dancing, when Miroku caught sight of the beauty with red hair. Making his way over, he politely asked to dance with her, and Jumal nodded stepping aside.
Miroku gathered the beauty into his arms and began dancing. It wasn’t long before his hand began to wander. Kitra’s eyes widened as she felt him firmly squeeze her butt and her face reddened. Her hand raised high into the air and came down in a vicious slap across the stunned monk’s face, as she screamed, “What the hell!?”
Instantly Darius was by her side, sword draw and scowling at the monk who’d landed on the floor, from her strike. Kitra hissed, “That monk just grabbed my ass,” looking at her brother angrily.
Lightening quick Darius hauled the lecherous monk to his feet and growled, “Keep your hands off my sister monk, or you’ll have no need of women,” shoving him forcefully away from Kitra.
Embarrassed as hell, Kagome bowed before the offended couple and apologized sincerely, “I’m sorry for my friend’s actions. He’s a hopeless lech and does that to every woman he comes across. Please forgive him?”
Kitra smiled at the strangely dressed girl and said, “It’s okay Dar, I was just shocked is all,” as she placed her hand on her brother’s sword arm to steady his blade.
He nodded and replaced his sword at his hip, after sending a glare towards the frightened monk.
Inuyasha snorted, “Serves you right Miroku,” before staring at the red haired siblings.
Shippo peeked over Kagome’s shoulder shaking his head mumbling, “Idiot,” as he stared at the shaking monk with fear in his eyes. Kirara mewed her agreement.
Kitra suggested they all sit and talk a while and Kagome and Sango agreed. Lissa and Jumal walked over and the two groups started talking as they continued to enjoy the festival.
Happily petting the kitten in her lap, Kitra asked, “So, Inuyasha was it?” staring at the man with fuzzy ears and golden eyes.
Inuyasha nodded asking hesitantly, “Yeah?” unsure about these people yet, even though everyone else liked them.
Kitra asked curious, “How is that you have fuzzy ears? I’ve never seen this before.” slightly awed by the sight.
Inuyasha snorted and Sango kindly explained, “He’s a hanyou, a half demon.” staring at the younger girl. Inuyasha sent her a glare.
Kitra asked, “I thought demons were evil?” confusion in her hazel eyes.
Kagome corrected, “Not all demons are evil, just as not all humans are good.” smiling at the woman.
Kitra nodded. “I see,” she said thoughtfully, continuing to pet the purring kitten in her lap.
Sango smiled adding, “Kirara sure seems to have taken a liking to you,” as she watched her pet lapping up the girls attention. Kitra smiled at the kitten and continued petting her.
Darius smiled at her saying, “I bet this will be a night you’ll never forget, eh Kit? Knowing his sister had gotten more than she’d expected out of tonight’s festivities.
Kitra smiled answering, “That’s for sure,” as she stared at her new friends.
Lissa and Jumal were sitting with them, but Lissa was very shy and remained quiet. Jumal stuck by his sister’s side and watched the newcomers warily.
The Inutachi stayed until after the festival ended, and then checked into the Inn for the night.
Once they were sure that her new friends would have a warm place to sleep for the night, Kitra and Darius bid everyone farewell and walked home. Lissa and Jumal had left over an hour ago, because Lissa had been worn out from all of the excitement.
With Kitra and Darius: At their hut:
Kitra lightly scolded, “You never danced with anyone but me and Lissa. Dar, how are you ever going to find a woman to settle down with, if you won’t at least dance with them,” staring at her brother with concern in her eyes.
Darius laughed answering, “Now Kitra, you know I’m not worried about settling down yet,” as he playfully ruffled her hair.
Unamused Kitra sighed. “Darius, you should settle down. You’ll make some lucky woman an excellent husband, and a great father.” She was concerned for her brother’s future.
Darius countered seriously, “Kitra, right now, I’m focused on taking care of you. That’s all I need.” staring into his sister’s eyes, hoping to get the message across.
Kitra smiled sadly saying, “Darius, you’ve spent our whole lives taking care of me. And in less than a year the announcement will be made,” sadness creeping into her normally bright eyes.
Darius nodded grimly. “I know Kit. I’m trying to think of a way to get us out of here before the marriage can take place.” He assured her.
Kitra smiled. “I know Dar. But still, don’t make me your only reason for living. You need a family of your own someday,” placing a loving hand on her brother’s smooth cheek and staring into his green eyes.
Darius laughed before kissing her cheek and walking around to lock up their hut for the night.
Realizing the conversation was to be dropped, Kitra sighed and hugging him whispered, “Night Dar. I love you.”
He hugged her back and replied, “Night Kit. I love you too.” Then they both turned in for the night.
Kitra laid on her bed thinking about that night at the festival. She knew all the women of the village either despised her over Bankotsu’s banishment, or Darius’s undying devotion to her, except for Lissa and maybe Asa. She wanted her brother to settle down and be happy, not focusing only on her happiness.
Rolling over she grabbed her silver brush and untied her ribbon, allowing her fiery locks to cascade over her pale shoulders. Lifting the brush in her hand, she began brushing the long red locks of silk with the treasured silver brush that was her last gift from Bankotsu.
She sighed as her thoughts turned to Bankotsu. She missed him terribly even still, after all these years. She was happy to know he’d found some friends to travel with, so at least he wasn’t alone anymore.
She wondered if he ever thought about her and Darius. She thought back to the day he’d been banished and remembered his parting words. Staring down at the brush in her lap, she ran a hand over the smooth back lovingly and whispered, “You better keep your promise, both of you.” Before laying on her bed and wiping away a few tears, as she saw Bankotsu waving and smirking at her.
With Bankotsu:
He and the band had completed their latest assignment and he was sitting with Jakotsu drinking some sake’ to celebrate their recent victories.
Earlier that day, He’d remembered the day of his banishment and the anger and hatred over what happened, still burned inside him. He didn’t blame Kitra, or even Jumal, but he was furious with and just itched to kill Kou over it- especially since the prick was still sending hired hands after him from time to time.
Due to the proximity of where they were, and the last job they’d gotten paid for, tonight he was feeling extremely bitter over the whole incident and missing his childhood best friends terribly, so he tried to drown his sorrows in sake’ with his men.
He’d been killing ever since his banishment. At first it was just the lackeys Kou would send after him, and then it became a way to ease the overwhelming loneliness at being separated from the only home he’d ever known. As long as he was killing, he didn’t think about his friends and how much he missed them.
After he met Jakotsu and decided to form the band, the loneliness began to ease some, but it never completely faded away. From time to time he’d still get bombarded with memories of the life he’d been forced to leave behind. The anger and hatred over what had been done would surface and he’d become irritable, daring anyone to cross him, just so that he could explode and work on some of the frustrations by beating them back into place.
His men all knew better than to cross him or to disobey a direct order from him, or any order for that matter. They understood completely that he wouldn’t hesitate to remind them of exactly why he was their leader. He commanded respect and loyalty even among his murderous ‘brothers’ and they knew it.
He wondered how Kitra was doing and whether or not she’d recovered from her injuries that night so long ago. Scowling he ground his thumb into the floor trying to squash an imaginary bug.
Jakotsu had noticed his leader had been extra touchy today and wondered why. Holding out another cup of the ancient brew, he asked, “So what’s with you today?” grey eyes concerned for his friend.
Bankotsu sighed answering, “Memories,” as he downed the next cup in a single gulp, dipping it into the bucket for more, as Jakotsu continued staring at him.
Jakotsu said, “Must have been some memory. It’s had you extra crabby all day,” dipping his own cup into the brew.
Bankotsu said, “Yeah,” eyes softening as Kitra and Darius’s faces entered his mind. Sighing he rubbed his temples trying to remove their faces, before the longing could set in. He was tired of not being able to see his friends and whished like hell he could kill the man responsible for his banishment.
Growling he tossed the cup across the floor smashing it against the far wall. A grim satisfaction filled him temporarily as he watched the glass shatter into tiny slivers.
Jakotsu was shocked and decided to get his friend another cup and let the conversation drop for now.
Bankotsu scowled as he reached for his cup only to remember he’d thrown it across the room. Jakotsu handed him a full cup and offered, “Let’s sit and finish the sake’ together.” Bankotsu nodded, grateful that he’d dropped the subject, and continued to drown his sorrows. Each of his men had been tested in combat one on one with him and been taught their place in the group. More than once already he’d beaten each of them back into place.
Jakotsu of course had become his closest companion and seemed a good drinking buddy. He’d learned after that first night not to make any moves on his leader. Each of the men respected their leader’s strength and ruthlessness. But more importantly, they respected the man himself and would gladly follow him through the fires of hell itself if he asked it of them.
He treated each and every member with an equal amount of respect, and settled any and all disputes fairly and quickly. They learned within the first couple weeks of traveling together, not to start fistfights with their fellow brothers, or the two caught fighting would answer to their powerful leader’s dangerous fists.
When he became even more of a cantankerous bear than normal, they quickly learned to back off. If he said to drop something, they immediately did so, not wanting to face his fearsome wrath.
The only one who ever dared to push even a little bit, was Jakotsu. Bankotsu had come to view him as a confidant of sorts and had explained part of his life, but he wasn’t ready yet to put names to the people who’d mattered in his life. Jakotsu was waiting patiently, knowing his friend was deeply hurting and trying hard as he could to hide it.
Of the entire group, he’d known Bankotsu the longest, and had come to see him as a true big brother. The first few weeks together Bankotsu would only ignore him when he asked about his past, but after that, he’d begun to open up and confided about his banishment, not why, only that he’d been banished.
Slowly Bankotsu and Jakotsu were beginning to confide in each other a little more each time, usually when they were alone and sake’ was around, but also late at night when the others were sleeping and neither of them could sleep.
Author's Note: Okay guys and gals there is chapter eighteen please remember to read and review thanks.