Author's Notes: I've found that when I feel like writing crappy, one-shot, cute, fluffy fics, it's good to do Jak/Ban ficcies. So here it is.

'Fuck him.' Bankotsu thought angrily. He usually tried to keep his temper in check, but every once in a while, it got a bit difficult. And every once in a while, the person who made his temper go off of the short leash he'd tied for it was Renkotsu.

Renkotsu always said things about whether or not Bankotsu was being a good leader. He was always criticizing him. 'Damn it, I'm doing the best job I know how to do!' He thought irritably. He punched a tree in anger, taking out Banryuu and slicing a large chunk out of the tree's bark.

"What did the tree do to you?" Bankotsu turned sharply at the sudden voice. He growled besides himself. He should've heard the person coming. When he saw who it was, he sighed with relief.

"Jakotsu." He said, smiling. He looked at the tree he'd just attacked, and shrugged. "I'm just training." He lied.

"Liar." The older man said, leaning against the tree next to him. "I know you're upset. What's wrong, Aniki?"

"Nothing, Jakotsu." He said, sheathing Banryuu. Jakotsu wasn't going to let it drop, and Bankotsu realized this, but he was going to put off telling him for as long as possible. He didn't want Jakotsu to get angry with Renkotsu again.

Those fights were always…eventful. He shuddered, remembering the last one, and the condition Jakotsu and Renkotsu had been in after it.

"I don't believe you." Jakotsu said, walking over to him and pinning him to the scarred tree. "Tell me the truth."

"Jakotsu, please…" Bankotsu muttered, trying to free himself from the taller man's grip. Jakotsu just tightened it and forced him to look into his eyes.

"What is it, Aniki?"

"It's nothing. Just something Renkotsu said."

"Did that baka say something to you again?"

"It's nothing, really." Bankotsu repeated, trying to free himself again. Jakotsu pinned him even harder, and Bankotsu winced.

"I don't believe you! What did he say?!"

"He just said that he'd make a better leader." Bankotsu muttered, looking away. He wasn't one to admit that it bothered him what the others thought of him, and it was very hard to convince Jakotsu. Jakotsu was good at reading the emotions in his leader's eyes, and Bankotsu knew it.

"Aniki, you know that's not true!" Jakotsu squealed, releasing Bankotsu from his grip. "You're a great leader!"

"Yeah, you think so. But who else does?"

"Everyone but Renkotsu!" He paused. "Well, Ginkotsu too, but that's only because he's so loyal to Renkotsu!"

"Well, I appreciate your support." Bankotsu said, turning away from him and walking back in the direction of their make-shift home for the moment.

--Skippy Skippy--

Bankotsu walked into the hut, sweaty and bloody from training. He scanned the shack for any signs of life and found none, and sighed, collapsing onto his make-shift mattress lazily. Because Jakotsu had interrupted him the night before when he was releasing his frustration, when he'd really been training today, he'd went a bit too hard on himself. He smoothed away a piece of his bangs and closed his eyes, breathing heavily.

He mentally checked himself for injuries. His arm was cut up pretty badly, there was a slash on his chest, there were scratches all over his face, and he was bleeding from somewhere on his forehead, as well as a cut up hand. He sighed. "Fix it later." He muttered to himself, rolling over so that he was on his back and staring at the ceiling. Instead of seeing the ceiling, however, he saw another person looking back at him.

"Fix what, Aniki?" Jakotsu questioned concernedly.

"Just some cuts, some scratches. I'm bleeding quite a bit." Bankotsu answered absent-mindedly. He closed his eyes again, sighing. "I trained a bit too hard today."

"Why?"

"I was upset." Bankotsu admitted, not wanting to fight with anyone.

"Are you terribly tired?"

"Just feeling lazy. Not tired. If I need to do something, I will." He replied, opening his eyes.

"There something you wanted, Jakotsu?"

"Oh nothing…" Jakotsu muttered, taking a piece of straw from the make-shift mattress and twirling it in his fingers.

"Don't lie to me, Jaky-chan." He said sternly. "What do you want?"

"Oh…nothing in particular…"

"Jakot-" However, Bankotsu wasn't allowed to finish the statement. Jakotsu put one leg over each side of his mid-drift, slowly tracing the cut on Bankotsu's chest. He licked the blood off his finger.

"Mmmm…I love the way your blood tastes." He smiled sadistically.

"Do you?" Bankotsu asked, amused. "I thought you loved the way the inu's blood tasted."

"I love the way his blood runs." Jakotsu corrected. "I love the way you taste." He leaned in for a deep, passionate kiss, and ran his hands through Bankotsu's hair.

"Jakotsu…do you think I'm a bad leader?" Bankotsu asked as Jakotsu licked the blood off of his cheek.

"No." Jakotsu said, sitting up tracing the chest wound again. "Why, Aniki?"

"Renkotsu just thinks that he's a better leader an-"

"Stop." Jakotsu said, placing a finger over his mouth. "You're the best leader I've ever known, and if you keep questioning yourself because of Renkotsu, then I'll kill him."

"What if you like the way his blood runs too much?" Bankotsu teased, moaning slightly as Jakotsu nibbled at the cut on his neck.

"Renkotsu?" He laughed. "Please. I could see my reflection in his head. I would not enjoy watching his blood run." He kissed Bankotsu's head wound, licking the blood off of it. "The only one who can make me feel that way is you."

"And the inu." Bankotsu corrected.

"No, Bankotsu. That's different. The only one that can make me feel this way is you, and I don't want you questioning it anymore, you hear?" He laughed. "If I hear anymore of it, I'll just have to punish you."

"Oh really?" Bankotsu asked, chuckling. "And how do you plan on doing that?" "I'll make the wounds on your chest even deeper." He said, smiling. Bankotsu whined when Jakotsu grabbed his arm.

"Nani?" He asked.

"It's nothing…my arm, it just…" Bankotsu tried to pull the arm out of the older man's view, but Jakotsu grabbed it, pushing up the sleeve and looking at the cut up flesh.

"Aniki…you really were upset." Jakotsu said, licking the wounds. Bankotsu closed his eyes, sighing. "Well just have to make you feel better, won't we?"

"Mmm…" Bankotsu replied.

)(Uh…yeah, yay for fluff? Review, if you like…::shrug:: )(