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Chapter 10: Arms of Sorrow
"Hmm…" he just looked at his fuming wife. "Kagome."
"What was that all about?"
"What was what." he became puzzled.
"Don't play around with me Bankotsu. Why did you yell at Suikotsu like that for?" she snapped at him.
"Ah… he.. didn't have to be with you."
"Its not like I was going to cheat on you."
"Well, how was I supposed to know that!" he hollered at her without thinking of what he had said.
Kagome just glared at him. Tears began to build in her brown eyes. Trickled down her smooth now red cheeks. She then turned around and looked at him with sorrow and pain in her eyes. He just looked at her knowing he did something wrong.
She finally spoke out as she walked away, "I'm not Sakura."
"Sakura didn't cheat on me."
The fire was burning bright. Warmed up the few Shichi'nintai members that sat around the camp fire.
"So, what's with Kagome." Suikotsu asked.
"None of your damn business." Bankotsu replied angrily.
"She's mad at Big Brother, its not that hard to tell." Jakotsu coughed and looked the other way.
"Or she's just in another one of her phases." Renkotsu tried to reassure his angered brother.
"Whatever, I'll just tell her."
He walked over to Kagome and sat next to her. Just as she was about to get up from her spot, he grabbed her arm and she fell into his lap.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine really. Baby's alright as well." she sighed.
"She didn't cheat on me you know." He tried to tell her.
"Oh that's nice to know. I honestly don't care."
"She got us all killed."
"Oh…"
"She manipulated us, used us, used me." he looked up to the stars
(Bankotsu's Flashback)
The young woman and the small child hid behind a huge boulder. While the Shichi'nintai were slaughtering the cavalry and the foot soldiers. Fire scorched the fields, poison gas filled the air and bombs crashing down on the soldiers. The young woman peered out from behind the boulder to find a field covered in blood.
"BANKOTSU, YOU UNGREATFUL BASTARD!" the woman yelled.
"Sakura…" he looked at the love of his life.
"Attacking my men was a major mistake for you." she smirked.
"Men, you're a farm girl, you cannot…" he looked at her, "your… a…"
"Spy oh did you finally realize it." she laughed.
"I loved you." he turned his head to the dirt.
"It was all false, I couldn't believe my OWN father made me bed with you. Got me impregnated with a child." She began to fill with rage. "I hate everything about you and your stupid group of mercenaries."
"Made you…" he murmured.
"Bankotsu watch out that wench is coming for you!" His brother cried out for him.
Bankotsu looked up and noticed Sakura was darting straight for him. She swings her sword hoping to hit him with every strike.
"Come on, Bankotsu." She yelled, "Attack me."
He dodged and grabbed the hilt of her sword. Bankotsu tries to move her to the side, but it was useless, he didn't want to harm her in anyway shape or form. The archer squad got ready for their fire attack. Their arrows kept aim on the two fighters.
"Mama, Papa." a young little boy called out.
The fighting couple than turned around and noticed there son running to them both.
"FIRE!" the archers took the word and launched their arrows.
The arrows came down like falling rain. Sakura ran towards her now scared child. She than grabbed him and was about to dart off into the direction of safety but in the end it failed. Sakura was not fast enough and both her and her child were impaled with arrows.
"NOOO…" Bankotsu screamed and ran towards the woman and child.
Sakura falls into his arms. He keeps repeating 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry'. The blood streams down her back. Bankotsu looks slightly up as he sees he's son trying to crawl to him. Serge reaches his tiny hands out to his fathers' and calls but to his father it was just pain and suffering. The small child places his heavy head on the ground. Steams of tears fall from both Bankotsu and Serge's eyes.
"Why mommy, why?" the child cried as his life ended.
Bankotsu's eyes were flooded in tears and all the Shichi'nintai could do was watch as their leader crumbled.
(End of Flash Back)
"I was immobilized I couldn't move. I allowed them to capture my men." he pounded the ground, "It shouldn't have ever happened. They took our weapons and they had me watch every one of their deaths. I couldn't believe that we would be destroyed by that…"
All she could do was look him in the eyes. He put his head between his legs and his arms wrapped around his legs. Kagome scoots right next to him places her arm around him. He looks up a little to see Kagome's face. She lifts his face with her hand and places a soft tender kiss upon his lips.
"I'm sorry." that's all she could say.
She leads his head on her stomach and strokes her fingers through is bangs. His sons cries echoed through his mind as his eyes became heavy and he slowly drifted into a slumber. Kagome continues to stroke her hand through Bankotsu's bangs. She than slightly moved his body into a more comfortable position. She than moves away from him with stirring him from his sleep.
"Are you still mad at Bankotsu?" Jakotsu asked, "oh where is he?"
"Hmm… no…," she replied, "he's sleeping."
"That's good." he smiled.
She sits next to Jakotsu and Suikotsu. Suikotsu than hands her a cup of tea.
"That's so sad, horribly sad." She thinks to herself.
"You look sad, Kagome." Renkotsu sipped his tea.
"Hmm… yeah." Kagome looks up.
"Well?" Suikotsu look at the young woman, "why?"
"It's just death, that's all." she continued to sip her tea.
"Death?" the Band said puzzled.
"Oh, never mind." Kagome shook her head.
"Oh… well you'll tell me, right?" Jakotsu asked.
"Its nothing, really." Kagome tried to reassure the feminine man. "Trust me."
"Ok whatever." he said
The young woman got up and turned around to walk back to her slumbering husband. She walked back with her head towards the ground. bump
"Watch where your going!" Spoke the half asleep man.
"Oh, Bankotsu your awake." she looked up at him.
"You left, and I wanted to know where you went, that's all…" he yawned.
"Oh, ok. Then lets head off to bed." she grabbed his arm.