Bankotsu growled in frustration as his chest heaved with barely contained rage. His hand clenched tight to the railing of Kagome's back porch as his other brought a fifth of Fireball to his mouth. He took a few large swigs and exhaled as the burning sensation from the alcohol rose from his gut and high in his chest.

"That fuckin' asshole." He growled. "How dare he touch my baby sister?!" He took another couple large gulps as the sliding door opened.

"Hey, Ban." Kagome walked up behind her boyfriend and wrapped him in a hug.

"Yo." He took another sip.

"You alright now?" She began rubbing his shoulders.

"No." He took another drink.

Kagome walked around so she was face to face with Bankotsu and snatched the bottle from his hand. She threw it over the fence.

"How's about you calm your ass down right fucking now?!"

Bankotsu growled. The scent of cinnamon and alcohol drove into Kagome's nostrils but she still stood firm.

"He just took my baby sister's fucking virginity and you're telling me to calm the fuck down?!" He grabbed Kagome by the front of her jacket. "How fucking dare you?" He growled through clenched teeth.

"Yeah?" She smacked Bankotsu's hand off of her. "And you took mine! We've done so much shit together and fucking trust me, the only reason Jason-my brother and the man you just tried to clap in there- hasn't killed you yet is because of me!" She slapped him hard across the cheek. "Nobody knows my big brother like me and I can tell you right now, he'd wipe the floor with you at the end of a broom handle that's screwed into your asshole. So yeah, get pissed all you fucking want because there's nothing that's gonna change the past and you can't do a damn thing about it!" She stormed over to the door and slid it open. "You can come inside when you're done being a little bitch!" She slammed the door behind her.

Bankotsu stood there with a reddening hand print across his face. "God damn it, she's right..." He sighed and sat on a chair. He stared up at the night sky, gazing at the stars. "If it wasn't for her, I'd probably be on that fuckin' floor with the back of my head missing." He chuckled. "And now I'm out here half drunk with a fuckin' hand print across my face and a pissed off girlfriend inside."

He stood up and stretched. He was still pissed off like no other but Kagome did tell the truth. He had bedded her so many times he'd lost count. That was just in the last month. Jason fucked his sister just today. In his house. In his bed. He groaned and turned around, heading for the door only to have the barrel of an all too familiar .45 handgun.

"You lay your fucking hands on my hermana again and I'll fucking kill you." Jason growled as he pushed the barrel against Bankotsu's cheek.

"I swear to God, I'll strip you naked, disembowel you with a fucking light bulb, tie your fucking entrails to your ankles and drag you around blasting the most red-neck, back-woods country in the fucking world after I slice off your cock and ram it so far up your ass you'll taste your own shit!" He brought the pistol back and slammed it onto Bankotsu's other cheek, knocking him down and splitting it open.

"And that's a fucking promise." With that, he tucked his weapon into his waistband and made his way back to his room.

Bankotsu slowly climbed back to his feet and pulled a rag out from his back pocket. He kept it held to the small wound until it stopped bleeding.

"Well. That's one way to sober up." He chuckled as he walked through the door way, sliding it shut behind him.

He looked around the living room and noticed it was empty. He heard the basement radio on so he figured everybody was playing pool or something. He rummaged around in the fridge for a few minuets, got his dinner, and sat back down on the couch. He finished just in time to look up and catch Jason walking down the stairs dressed in all black and carrying a medium sized duffel bag he assumed was full of something. An AK-47 was in his left hand while his right reached for his keys. His torso looked a bit thicker too. Bankotsu guessed he was wearing a bullet proof vest or something.

"Where you goin', yo?" He asked.

"Out."

"Mind if I tag along?"

Jason turned to Bankotsu with a blank expression. "Yes." With that he left. The deep rumble of his car starting up and driving away echoed down the empty streets.

Bankotsu shrugged and went to the fridge for a beer. He grabbed the entire six pack and sat down in front of the TV and started watching a Loony Toons marathon. As soon as he finished the six pack, he stretched out on the couch and passed out.

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"Yo, that the hardware?"

"Yeah. Take a look for yourself."

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"These are nice, yo."

"Mac-10's with 30 round magazines and detachable silencers along with a vertical grip, fold out stock, and under mounted red-dot lasers."

"And the AK?"

"Yours on completion of the payment."

"Alright. Just let me get the boys over here."

"Perfect."

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"Alright boys, I appreciate the help!"

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"Holy fuck, that K's loud."

"It's fun though. I appreciate the help, brother. Keep the cash and the guns. Make sure you haven't left any traces behind. I'll talk to you some other time."

"Alright brother. Get home safe."

"Semper Fi."

"Oorah."

Well guys, there's chapter 11! a chapter each on this and on The Undead, I hope you're at least partially satisfied lol
Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading, I'll see ya guys later c: