I know, it's been so long since I've written a fluff fic. Actually, it's just been a while since I've written a fic…lol…XD…so yeah, I was bored, and felt like writing fan fiction…and I read one of my old stories, and I got inspired. So here is that crap that is my fluff fan fiction, posted for the world to see, and to hate. Enjoy!
Your faithful fan fiction slave monkey,
Pengwinn
Demons. They just never got tired, did they? Bankotsu looked around, growling. He and the five other members of Shichinin-tai were fighting seven demons. They were lower level demons, not really worth the effort, not much of a threat. But it was training, and they were rather annoying, so why not take off a few of them?
As he slashed Banryuu through another of them, he sighed, breathing raggedly. His body wasn't taking well to the strain of fighting lately. He'd been overworking himself. Again. He always overworked himself, it seemed. Being the leader of a group of killers for hire was never an easy job. Especially not for someone his age.
He looked around at the other members, and saw them all still extremely energetic. Suikotsu was fighting just as mercilessly as ever, slashing his steel claws into the nearest demon and moving on to the next. Renkotsu was lighting everything within rage on fire, trying to contain it and keep it from his fellow members. Ginkotsu was just smashing around in Renkotsu's wake, hoping to make kills here and there. Kyoukotsu's ball and chain was whirling around like mad, and he barely missed Mukotsu, who's poison was most likely just creeping into one of the demons veins as they fought.
Bankotsu stopped. He counted the members outside. "One…two…three…four…five…JAKOTSU!"
He ran back to the hut that was currently the group's residence, Banryuu still hanging at his side, infuriated. Of all the things he could do. All the things the stupid bourei could do. This was by far too much. Running away when they were in the middle of training-in the middle of a BATTLE. And Bankotsu had to take one guess at who he was back at the hut with.
:Meanwhile, back at the hut.:
"Come on Puppy, it won't hurt that much. Only a little." Jakotsu giggled happily, playing with a small piece of Inu-Yasha's hair. He ran a finger nail across the dog demon's cheek, slowly slicing into the skin. Inu-Yasha bit back a whine and growled instead. "Oh! I like 'em feisty!" Jakotsu squealed.
"Aren't you angering your precious Bankotsu?" Inu-Yasha snapped, hoping to use the sadist's other obsession to his advantage. "I mean, isn't he possessive?"
"He's busy fighting demons right now. He doesn't have any time for me." He pouted at Inu-Yasha, wiping away a fake tear. He giggled. "But you do!"
"Because I have no other choice."
"Well, I'm sure Aniki won't mind we're borrowing his bed." Jakotsu said, shrugging. He had Inu-Yasha pinned on Bankotsu's bed, straddling him. He had his sword at his side, ready to use when necessary. But he was having fun playing with the half-breed for the moment, so he wasn't going to use that yet. He chuckled, slowly kissing each part of the dog demon's jaw. Inu-Yasha let a moan escape, accidentally, and Jakotsu smiled. "Like that, my Puppy?"
"I'm not YOUR puppy." He growled.
"Of course you are." Jakotsu pouted. "You don't belong to that stupid whelp. You're mine. Aaaaaall mine."
"Wouldn't you prefer your Aniki?"
"Oh, I'd take you over Aniki any day."
"Is that so?" Bankotsu growled, leaning in the doorway of the small hut. He took in the scene in a quick glance. His Jakotsu was straddling the dog-demon, in his hut, on his bed.
"Aniki!" Jakotsu squealed, looking entirely surprised. "Are you done with the demons already, I-"
"You were supposed to be helping me fight with those damned demons, me and the rest of your team members, or did you forget that?" His voice was low, and even.
"Aniki, I saw the puppy, and I just…I couldn't contain myself, I mean, he was right there, and he was all alone, and…"
"So you directly disobeyed my orders! And you picked the dog-demon over me? You'll take him over me any day, was that what you said?" The rage was beyond normal level now, Bankotsu was also hurt. HIS Jakotsu picked the dog over him. He'd take him ANY DAY. It took all his moral strength not to lash out at the dog and kill him now.
"Aniki, I didn't mean that I-"
"Get it out of here. Now." He hissed. "And then come back. We need to talk." He pointed to the door, his eyes filled with rage. Jakotsu dragged the dog demon out of the shack, head hung low, leaving Bankotsu to deal with his pain in silence.
He slowly paced back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. His sword lay in the corner, untouched, un guarded. Just thrown. His shirt was on the mattress, because he'd been sweating so much from the battle that it smelled horrible, and there were bloodstains all over it. He had cuts on his chest, his stomach, that were still bleeding, needed to be tended to. But he paced, back and forth, back and forth, relentlessly, as though pacing would be able to help him figure out exactly what Jakotsu had meant.
He couldn't understand how Jakotsu would pick the puppy over him. What was it? Was he not good enough? Was it the ears? The growling? The over-all demeanor? He had fleas! He smelled! Why couldn't Bankotsu be better than him? What about the demon made Jakotsu's blood boil? The lust in his eyes whenever the puppy's name was mentioned was hard enough to deal with, not to mention the way he looked when he had the demon in his grasp. All Bankotsu wanted was for Jakotsu to feel that way about him. But he could never get that, because he wasn't good enough. Damn it! He wasn't good enough!
He paced, paced, paced. Nightfall came. The other members walked into the hut, worn out from a day of work. They asked where to sleep. He told them outside. The fresh air would do them good. They asked where Jakotsu was. He told them he was taking care of an order. They nodded, and went outside, to sleep. Tired. He paced, paced, paced.
Finally, Jakotsu returned. He slowly walked into the hut, his head down, the aura about him panicky. He looked up and Bankotsu slowly met his eyes. "Aniki, I-" Bankotsu held up a hand to stop him.
"Why?"
"Aniki?" He looked confused at the sudden question, and Bankotsu realized it didn't really make much sense. It made sense to his mind, that had been pacing back and forth for so long.
"Why him?"
"Ban-chan, it's not like that!" He squealed.
"What is about him that…" He paused, looking away. "Why is he so much better than me? Is it the ears? Is it the demon in him? Is it the fact that he's alive? Is it-"
Jakotsu walked forward and put a single finger over his lips. "Aniki, he's not better than you. No one can ever be." He snuggled up close to Bankotsu chest, smiling happily. "He's just fun to play with."
"You get this fire in your eyes whenever someone mentions his name, and when he's there with you, you just…you just…"
"Aniki, are you jealous?" Jakotsu laughed, slowly tracing a line on his chest. "You don't need to be jealous. He's a play toy that gets tossed away. You're the one I keep using for ever."
"Then how come he keeps coming back?"
"You won't let me play with him!"
"Because I don't want you to play with him! I want you for myself! You're mine, damn it! I don't want to loose you to anyone else!"
There was a sudden silence at the outburst the younger man had made. Bankotsu turned away, embarrassed, a blush forming over his cheeks.
"Bankotsu, you'd never loose me to anyone else." Jakotsu smiled, trying not to bask too much in his lover's open insecurity. It was so occasional that he got this opportunity that he couldn't help himself but enjoy it. He turned Bankotsu's face to his and pulled him into a deep kiss, breaking it to smile and bop his nose. "I love you. I tell you that so many times, but you just don't believe me, do you?"
"I want to, I really do. But when I see you with the inu, and when I see the way you get all fired up, I just can't help it but.."
"Get jealous?"
"Yes." He whispered softly, turning away again. Jakotsu pinned him against the wall, nibbling at his ear.
"I'm still all worked up. Want to help me fix it?"
"Wouldn't you rather have the puppy?"
"No. Your blood tastes better, Aniki. And you can handle much more pain than he can." Jakotsu laughed, leading him over the mattress. "Unless you'd rather go find some other whore to mess around with?"
"You're all I'll ever need."
:Fin:
)(Well, yay for the most crappiest crapfilled crap there is, ne? Congrats for reading it. Review, if you want. Eh, it's not good, so I don't expect any.
YFSSM
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