darkenedmoonlightflame
Hiten/Kagome/Bankotsu
BxKxH. Not AU. Caught and forced into the Shichinintai harem, Kagome considers resigning to her fate. But hey, she sure does get pissed off after being fought over and hands-switching when people pick up on the harem idea. Shame she's pretty helpless. But with a little help from a resurrected demon (who also turns out to be the mop boy), she lands herself trained, and ready for revenge. Watch out, Naraku! But first, she has to face her demons, and outsmart the eye candy deprived men that are the Shichinintai... Boy, this totally ruins her resume…
Disclaimer: Don't own the title similarities, or characters. But I DO own everything else, such as writing, plot, and such.
(A/N: Yeah, yeah. I said I'd be slow, and unable to update. Well, it's back to school for me today (Wednesday, if you must know), so I'm trying to get out as many chapters as I can while the ideas are still turning around in my odd brain.
So here you are. Kill Naraku, Scroll Two.)
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Your important person...is who?
In the luxury world, shards of eternity are appearing and disappearing
Touch and seize it, now let's precisely walk this way
In order to smile in the end, we now walk precisely this way-an excerpt from grip!
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Kill Naraku
Scroll Two
Prelude to Tainted Desires
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She sat in her tree, her eyes closed and unseeing, as they came upon her, ragged and uncouth. Her long obsidian-sapphire streaked hair was swept back into a high ponytail on the peak of her head, prominently defined bangs angling sharp against her creamy-tanned forehead, curving gently at the very tips. She hadn't bothered to cut it drastically for a few years at least, and it was down the beginning of her thighs when unbound. She felt like she had more important things to do, plus, she secretly thought it was nice. Her lips were open, and Kagome was lost in a blissful sleep after a night of a vigil with her neesan.
The sun was just peaking over the jagged mountain hills, rays chasing the strange group of seven into her village with blinding intensity. As the rays caressed her skin, her lids scrunched, and she sighed, and slowly opened them to reveal the beautiful landscape around her perch.
She still didn't understand why, but something told her to sleep in a tree instead of on the ground by Kikyo, like usual. She yawned behind her spread fingers, and stretched like a cat, checking inside her haori for her supplies. Sometimes she felt shamed or like laughing at herself for wearing a few men's clothes.
But the haori offered her genuine warmth, and a larger blanket for the chill. Not to mention being very roomy, excellent storage space for rations.
She tried to lift her lips in a ghost of a smile, but couldn't. It was more of a grimace.
She had forgotten how to smile.
This saddened her further, and she sighed, and pulled out the last tightly wrapped package, peeling away the lotus leaves. Some homemade rice balls, with a mint sprig. Donated thanks to the kindness of a villager who had pitied her. She leaned back against the tree, and crossed her legs, munching away quietly.
Kagome was quite oblivious to the dangerous men nearby.
Without warning, her mind began trying to remember something, and the waves of pain came, her head fell into her lap, and she stuffed a fist in her mouth to keep from moaning in anguish. It finally went away, leaving a dull throbbing, and she found herself sitting in a cloud of dust on the ground.
"I was going to get up anyway." She assured her injured pride, speaking to herself as she headed off into no particular direction, her lithe and agile body easily clambering over the large boulders and rocks in her way. She had taken Kikyo's Shinto priestess outfit, and was thankful; a kimono would be a horrific outfit for all the leg lifting she was currently handling well.
She froze, and her senses sharpened automatically, after surviving as a wanderer for so long, and she quietly observed.
There was quite a bit of noise, which told her the party was confident, or armed. Either which she didn't want to meet with. There was a good deal of heavy breathing, muffled curses, and clunking; they were foreign to these areas, and wore bulky armor.
All this her subconscious decided in a matter of seconds, as the noises came closer from behind her. She broke into a fairly fast walk, aiming to put distance between them. She nearly tore her hair out in frustration when she came upon the final shrine gate, and halted, kowtowing a small, hurried bow. She mentally cursed her little traditions that seemed so innocent and wonderful before.
She passed the fields of flowers, the many glorious colors blurring away as she tried to locate the noise. She stopped, and her hair whooshed past her. The noises were gone. 'Have I… lost them?' Kagome pondered, straining her ears.
A small rustle of grass, and all was silent.
She took a deep breath, and rushed forward. Two large, stocky figures erupted out of the grass, some sticking in clumps to them. Kagome's eyes went wide with shock, but she couldn't keep it choked down. She began to bite her lip, holding back a chuckle.
They looked ridiculous, not dangerous, with half the field stuck in their armor, hair, clothes, and on them in general. Reminding her of the stuffed straw dolls village boys trained against.
She swallowed it, and tried to get past them politely, bowing first to the one with a woman's outfit, then to the one with a blue bandana. "Gomen, kind sirs."
The first had deep, singed burgundy colored hair pulled back into a loop, a small tail drifting under it, secured by a violet-green swirled bead. His kimono was lavender, with odd leaf-like emerald designs embroidered onto it randomly. His violet-kohl eyes looked at her plainly, not hiding their disdain. His painted blood red mouth was contorted into a twister sneer, his lip curling.
He had strange purple snake fangs painted onto his face under his eyes, resembling oversized tears.
The other had a sky blue bandana wound tightly around his head, with odd markings going up through his eyes, and one like a split arrow on his brow. He stood solemnly, eyeing her. He bore no armor, yet she could see he didn't need it to face her. He had probably hidden it in a bush to travel faster. His blue and white haori looked thick, and did his pants. He did, however, wear tough arm guards and leg guards.
Kagome swore she saw the other one with scaled purple arm guards as well.
The feminine one began in a displeased, high-pitched voice as he balled his fists on his hips. "Why were you near my village?" He demanded, his voice high, but cold and deadly.
She was surprised, and noted the large sword strapped to his back with the same scaly pattern, only greenish. She said nothing, and ducked between them, walking onward, wandering aimlessly through the forests she knew so well. If they were persistent, she could outlast them by far.
She had been living as such for twelve years. She was seventeen now. She had inherited Kikyo's beauty, apparently, but resembled her in more ways than one, not showing any signs of vanity or swelled pride. She often had to dirty herself to keep people from remembering her. She wore baggy clothes, and simply wandered around.
She had recently taken to carrying around a bow and full quivers, taking heed to a village woman's advice, now that she was 'of age'. She used Kikyo's bow and quiver, for they seemed to wish to please her even though she could barely pull the string taught.
The feminine man looked about ready to turn purple, before considering it, and stalking after her. "Do NOT ignore me, wench! Do you know who I-" The other coughed. "WE are!" He corrected himself. She supposed the other was of higher rank.
She gave no response, and glanced around at her environment, running the tips of her fingers lightly against the trees, rocks, and testing the air. It seemed like a nice day, but she knew it was destined for some heavy rain. She stored away this information, and began thinking about her memory attack.
She kept her feet shuffling along the familiar secret paths she had burned into memory for herself. They could cut any day's trek into thirds.
She opened her mind, and directed it loosely towards the memory.
There was a boy. He was pinned to a large, mossy tree, with vines twisting and contorting against him. There was an arrow protruding from his chest. Kagome wondered how in the world she would have this memory. The she remembered.
She was three, and was taking a small rest break while Kikyo picked herbs in a nearby field. She began rubbing his ears, and his golden amber eyes flew open and he growled. Amusement flickered in his eyes as she looked like she was about to have a heart attack.
"Hey… Can you pull out this arrow?" She still remembered the vague properties of his voice, rough, tough, and uncaring.
She had felt sorry for him, though. She pulled out the arrow, putting her whole body weight into it, stumbling backwards onto her rear in the final process. The arrow began disappearing, but she tried calling it back.
It worked, and the seventeen-year-old Kagome still had the remarkable arrow in her bag, having thought it would be useful and special. Little did she know of the other part of the memory, far more terrible. She sighed, and a grumbling noise reminded her of the two following her.
"Does the name Shichinintai… ring a bell?" He stated casually, as if it were an impressive fact. Kagome despised braggers. She said nothing, however, and continued her once-peaceful quiet trek over rocks, slipping around them and between them in secret ways known to only her.
They wouldn't be able to follow her in, seeing to their clear height advantage, plus due to all the added armor and weapons. They scrambled over the rocks, scaling without any skill. "You can't just IGNORE us for FOREVER, wench!" He hollered after her, panting after climbing the last rock while Kagome just darted along her secret ways.
"What seems to be the problem?" A voice called. Kagome froze, then continued on quicker than before, resisting the urge to run.
She could almost hear the pout in the childish man's voice. That feminine high-pitched noise was starting to give her a migraine.
"That… that… disgusting wench is ignoring me, aniki! I insult her, threaten her, and even said Shichinintai! She must live under a ROCK or something!"
She looked over her shoulder and spared him a wry attempt at a grin, before sticking her tongue out and agreeing to her instincts, dashing and darting off into the forest with a wonderful feeling. The feeling of freedom to spread her wings and take off at god-given speeds, not a care in the world of where to go in Inuyasha's Forest.
It was one of the things she had picked up in her memorizing stages. She memorized many maps, traveled the areas, and corrected them mentally when they differed. She sighed, and began to think, the wheels of her mind turning at a fast rate.
Why did they follow her anyway?
How did they discover the village?
How did they get to the village?
She sought to answer them, not noticing the looming shadow stretching toward her. She was so deep in thought, she didn't notice the foot sticking out of a nearby lilac bush, until she tripped and kissed the ground, and high-pitched laughter rang out. "Nice one, aniki."
Kagome kept calm, and went to lift herself off the ground, when a foot dug into her back, right on top of where Naraku plunged his hand in, and she saw stars dancing around her, while the ground heaved up. She inconspicuously reached behind her, and twisted the foot. Hard.
A yelp of outraged pain sounded, and she jumped up, and got pulled back into an embrace from behind. Red as a tomato, she frowned and gave a good kick between the legs to whoever it was. Her ankle throbbed as it smacked against the armor of the feminine man, who peeked over her shoulder into her face.
"You're one dirty little girl." He chided, gripping her chin with his hand. "My, my. Such an ugly girl, too."
He hoped to get a rise from her, seeing as he considered females to be vain in that area, but was quite taken-aback when her lips slowly curved up into a tiny remnant of a smile. It was as though she'd forgotten how to.
"Always will be!" She smiled that tiny forgotten smile, and he was surprised. Her voice was spunky, alto, low, and although he hated to admit it, kind of sexy.
She sighed, and rolled her eyes at his lack of response. "So… You CAN talk." She did nothing, and sat, smiling a tiny grin, and began humming something lightly under her breath, thinking. "Ban-chan… Aniki, don't be such a baby. Wenches can't even hit hard." The man hopping around the clearing, curiously the shortest, although he was called 'elder brother', stiffened and growled.
"Shut up, Jakotsu! I should let her twist YOUR foot for that." The feminine man simply snorted, but Kagome could see the small wound showing in his eyes. They were obviously close friends.
She stopped smiling, and said in a serious tone, "Just because you're friends, don't let him treat you like crap." Before she dropped suddenly, like a stone, leaving his arms around empty air. She slid like oil between his legs, covering her eyes when inside his kimono, and emerged at full pace, making sure she had her weapons.
"Thank Kami for inventing a fundoushi!" She praised, blushing furiously as she stormed off into Inuyasha's forest, fingering the small pink jewel bound in course leather around her slender neck.
After watching them tire out in the distance, she continued pace for about an hour more, before stopping at a small village near multiple hot springs. "I need a good soak… And a meal!" He stomach growled loudly in agreement, and she raised a brow sheepishly, and approached the village gate, knocking upon the large wooden door.
A servant answered her. "Yes, milady?"
"I wish to purchase rations, and to use the springs if I may, please?" Kagome began politely, smiling her small smile, trying to expand it slightly, with no luck. The guard nodded, and disappeared inside, only to appear a moment later.
"Have you money?" Her smile dropped.
"I'll work for it, okay? Please?" He simply took a deep breath, and sighed, opening the gate. She slipped inside, and waited for him to escort her to an inn.
"Do you require a room?"
"Iie." He showed her inside, and caught the attention of a waitress before taking his leave.
"The springs are free." He added as he brushed aside the tatami mat covering the door.
"Greetings, ma'am! What coins do you bring?"
She looked at the ground, and sighed. "I need to work for my food, miss."
"Oh." Her look softened. "It'll be washing five plates per ration, then? You'll have to make your own, 'kay?"
"That will do." Kagome set to work, rolling up her sleeves as she scrubbed, rinsed, and dried dirty dishes, doing many. Enough for ten days worth of rations. She was fortunate the village's definition of rations included breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Her arms were tired, but she cooked her meals wisely, choosing energy providing substances, and finding ways to make them edible. At the end, she wrapped them each in lotus leaves tightly, using string to secure it. At the end, she showed her dishes and rations to the woman.
She looked surprised. "You did fifty dishes?" Kagome nodded wearily. "Well, then…" She opened a purse, and took out a quite few coins, pressing them into Kagome's protesting fist. "I was kidding about the dishes. Rations are free."
"Oh." Kagome felt stupid. "I'm sorry." The woman smiled, and shook her head.
"Off to the springs?"
"Hai."
"Take a right, and go in the direction of smoke rising, alright? You're a good girl." She smiled and waved as Kagome left and turned right. "I'm surprised there are any like her left." She shook her head, and turned back to waiting on the customers.
--Later, at the Springs—
Kagome still couldn't shake off the being watched feeling, so she stripped like a speeding devil, and took a swift dive into the springs, marveling at the depth and clarity of the water, yet how warm and unrevealing it was at the top. She broke the surface, sighing in content.
"Who goes there!" A coarse, husky voice called, sounding guarded and annoyed.
Kagome coughed, and not wanting a peeping tom trying to check her out, deepened her voice. "Um… Don't worry. I don't take very long…"
"Hmm. I suppose. Since you are a man, I could use some company." She felt the ripples in the water, and she sunk down as much as possible.
"Um…" Her voice started squeaking, "That's not necessary!" He had come around the corner, and she swiftly crossed her arms over her breasts, and sunk down far, in case he had good vision. She sighed, as he was all the way around the corner, and let her voice be normal.
"I'm a girl anyhow."
He looked surprised, and began laughing. "What?" She demanded.
"This is just an odd situation." He confirmed, sinking down into the water next to her. She observed him. He was a demon, judging by pointed ears. They had holes in his tanned lobes, so she assumed he had pierced ears. His hair was like ink, floating around, nearly as long as hers.
She suspected it was raven when dry.
He had teasing crimson eyes, and sharp fangs. "Er… I'll go to the other side of the rock…" Kagome muttered, darting over rather fast, then using the powdered soaps provided, washed all the dirt and grime from her body, and scrubbed her hair. When it was sitting, she rested against the rock, pulling in Kikyo's clothes and washing them too.
Wondering if she had ever really lost those men.
She rinsed her hair, and finished up, before going back to her original side. The demon was missing. She did a quick foot check, kicking everything just to make sure. She sighed, and hopped out, wrapping the towel around her.
She went behind a tree, and quickly adjusted her underclothes, then popped into the Shinto priestess outfit, which was dripping wet. She didn't care if she looked like it rained on her.
Alas, as she thought this, it began to rain, fulfilling her earlier prediction. She rolled her sapphire eyes, and tied Kikyo's tie around her hand, covering the blisters from holding the bow while running for hours.
She heard shrill screams, and the sounds of timber falling. Her eyes widened, and she ran to village, a blur. She stood numbly on the edge of yet another battlefield, the feminine man laughing among fires, swinging his serpent sword effortlessly. It 'multiplied', cutting the defending villagers everywhere, spattering blood against the hut walls. It was like a deadly dance, twirling, turning, twisting, swirling around, in an endless flow of grief. She heard wailing babies, and mourning women as they saw their husbands go down.
She saw the kind waitress, a slash across her throat, lying face-up, her eyes blank and lifeless, a small knife clutched in her loose fist. She asked herself, 'Why did I bring this upon such wonderful people?'
Her eyes narrowed against the 'Jakotsu' fellow, and she prayed silently to Kikyo as she strung her longbow carefully, and notched an arrow, and aimed towards him. She felt strong. Stronger than she had felt in months. She felt the urge to protect… to kill.
She released the arrow, and it soared toward the target, and she watched in disbelief as a golden amber light mixed swirling light blue light, heading towards him. Miko powers, which she had no clue that she had.
He looked cockily at her, finally spotting her. But then the arrow came into focus, and villagers gasped as he leaped out of the way, and it disintegrated his scabbard, before continuing on into a tree, thudding hard and splintering wood.
"Hey! I just repaired that scabbard!" Jakotsu shouted in his high voice. "Who did that!"
The villagers openly gaped at Kagome, as she walked up to him. Glaring defiantly, she looked him in his eyes, standing up straighter, as she was five foot six and a half. He was towering over her, at around six foot one.
"Leave these villagers in peace." She commanded, fire and life dancing in her eyes, and he just cocked his head at her.
"Do I know you?"
"Unfortunately, yes. You do." She swept her hair up into a ponytail roughly, before letting it down, and his mouth twitched.
"So you're not ignoring me totally, you little wench?" His smirk was sly, as his eyes glinted, and he reached out, slinging her over his shoulder. "Come, come. You're coming to Ban-chan's harem!"
Kagome growled, and plunged her fist into his armor, going through his kimono, and the scaled metal began melting around it. He grumbled, and snapped his fingers. "Brother Ginkotsu!"
"Gesh?" A metallic voice sounded, and a man made of mostly metal, terrible to behold came into the village, and halted in front of Jakotsu.
Whispers circulated around the village. "The Shichinintai! Run!" They fled, and Kagome pounded her fists into his back, using some of her energy, leaving dents and cracks in his armor. He stepped on Ginkotsu, and sat down with her still slung over his shoulder.
Her hair was irking her, and she put it back into a ponytail.
She continued pounding on his armor, and had a sneaking suspicion he was finally getting irritated.
"Stop it you ridiculous woman!" He shouted in her ear, and she froze for a moment, and pulled her fist from his purple-scaled armor, watching in fascination as the drops of blood flew off into the wind. "Here. If you're that uncomfortable."
He pulled her into his lap, and an expression of disgust crossed his face. She sat quietly and behaved, and the hands on her waist loosened. She couldn't help but mentally frown, as she didn't recognize the area. An idea occurred to her.
This guy seemed to fight well enough. Would he train her?
"Ah. It's good to be home." His voice has dropped quite a bit, and she looked surprised as he rubbed his throat. "How can you gross females have such high voices? It gives me a migraine."
She rolled her eyes, and he shoved her off his lap, chuckling as she landed on her feet, even though his shove was unexpected. "Men." Was all she said, sarcastic disapproval clear in her voice. "So where are we?"
"The Fort and Castle of the Shichinintai!" He announced, his chest puffing out.
"You should do that more often; it makes you look more like a woman." She remarked, and began wandering back towards the woods. His eye twitched.
"That was my manly pose, wench." She turned back around, and saw five others waiting at the gate.
"I'll say this once. And only once. Do not call me wench, witch, or anything else you and your idiots can come up with. You may only call me by my name." She stated in a low, dangerous tone, her eyes half-lidded as she glared in an enigmatic fashion, and he simply looked deeply at her, like trying to figure something out, puzzled.
"And what would that be?" He stepped closer, and she pinned a death glare onto him.
"I… I don't know…" He scoffed at her uncertainty.
"What do you mean, you stupid female?" He slung her over his shoulder again, and she growled, and continued punching holes and crevasses into his armor. "Stop it!" He roared, dropping her and shaking her shoulders roughly, making her neck snap back and forth.
She tried to conceal the small pain, but she suspected it leaked out through her eyes, for he stooped, snorted and muttered. "You can walk on your own, can't you, woman?" Kagome nodded weakly, and stalked off towards the horizon, away from the figures. He looked about ready to kill, and shouted obscenities at her, waving his trick sword, now scabbard-less.
"Jakotsu, I never knew you were into women." The one in the bandana remarked snidely, biting back a grin.
"I'm not, you stupid… I'm NOT!" He yelled, and started turning purple with rage. "That's the wrong direction, you IDIOT!" He seethed, and finally he snapped.
Kagome had turned to see what color he was, when she felt the change in the air. A whirring… like his serpent sword…
She gasped, and whirled, dodging it successfully. But it looped around to come back at her. She clapped her hands against his blade, and for the first time in her life, she knew real fear, as he appeared, pushing with all his force against her, the blade back to normal.
She was tired, and he arms were slowly giving out. She started using her long legs to push him back, digging them against his armor, and she threatened him, although she was scared to death. "Remember the scabbard? That could be you next."
She suddenly felt a burst of strength, adrenaline finally kicking in. She heaved with her legs, and yanked with her hands, wrenching the sword from his grasp. She panted, sweat dotting her brow as she wiped it away, and raised a slender brow. "I think I like this sword. I'm keeping it." She decided, doing a lopsided smirk, and started walking off.
"That's MY Jakotsutou!" He screeched, and charged after her, "Get it? JAKOTSUtou?"
"Names don't matter to me. Besides, he likes me better than you already." She batted her eyelashes, and strode off, humming something under her breath.
"Prove it!" Jakotsu was pouting, sitting in the middle of the dirt, giving her the evil eye.
"Fine." Kagome dropped her girly-girl act, turning serious. "I don't know how to hold a sword, wield it, or anything…"
"HAH!" He interrupted.
"But I DO know that I could put it to better uses than you. Excuse my technique, this is guesswork." Kagome finished, with a small glare.
"Jakotsu, you call ME a baby? This entertains me." The shortest said, smirking. "I propose a deal. If you do a better job than Jakotsu, we'll let you go. If not, you're joining our harem. Hnn?"
She pondered it, but not having good training to detect his lies, agreed with a small, jerky nod. "Agreed. You'll have to pardon the technique."
"Done." He came up, and shook her hand, his callused palms meeting her mostly smooth ones, sending a jolt through her. "What to do you require?"
"Hnn. Come on, I don't have all day." She sighed, turning around, tapping her foot, Jakotsutou stuck into the ground. Jakotsu rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to say a curse word or insult, no doubt.
'Now!'
She whirled with god-like speed, unearthing Jakotsutou, and held it in the air, silent, with a small smile upon her face, satisfied at her sloppy technique. "Like I said, sloppy, sloppy. Hnn."
Jakotsu rolled his eyes and tapped his foot impatiently. "Oh please! All you did was take it out of the ground!"
"My baby doesn't liked to be addressed as an it." Kagome huffed. "Take a step forward or move, by the way. Look around you. You couldn't even see him move, now could you?"
He snorted, and put his hands behind his head. His eyes widened as the top of his kimono fluttered down, and a good portion of his armor clanked down with it, stirring the dirt. He growled as a faint trace of blood appeared along his chest in a diagonal swipe.
"Um… Sorry, didn't mean to draw blood!" She apologized, patting Jakotsutou fondly. Jakotsu pouted, and finally looked at the four trees he was next to. They were split diagonally, like his armor, but stood balanced perfectly. She was good.
What disturbed him was that he hadn't seen it multiply, move, or even felt the air change.
And she hadn't even held a sword before, judging by her hold on Jakotsutou now. It was very awkward and unstable. He would be sure to let her know. He stalked up, and knocked it out of her hands. "Tricks of the eye!"
Yet his armor remained in the dust, and the shortest one of the men poked a tree. It groaned, and came down clean onto the others, with a domino reaction. She looked at him with that small smile. "You can have your sword back, I was teasing." She said seriously, looking over his head at the heavens. "You're so fun to annoy!" She squealed, and poked his arm.
"Save me, Bankotsu." He groaned as she began to play with his hair.
The shortest smirked, and came up to her. "You're losing your touch, Jakotsu. A year ago and it would be off with the head by now." She observed him, sticking out her tongue lightly, her eyes dancing with merriment.
He had such deep blue-green eyes, and a purple heliotrope star graced his brow, framed by pointed bangs. Kagome noticed his hair was very long, and braided, coming down to mid-back. His armor was swirled with purple, and he wore a blue and white haori.
"I'll remember your face." She said, tilting her head. "I'll be seeing you." She whirled, but he reached out and grabbed her shoulder, and spun her back around. His hand was cupping her chin now, as he turned her face this way and that gently.
His gaze went down to her chest and lingered, a smirk upon his lips. "Good work, Jakotsu." His gaze ventured lower, to her hips, then her legs, and he frowned. "Odd outfit. Can't see the goods."
Her face burned in outrage and humiliation, but she could feel the strength radiating off his aura, even more so than Jakotsu. "Hnn. You do not reek of fear." He remarked more to himself than to Kagome. Her eyes narrowed, as his hand went towards the tie holding her haori up.
"Enough is enough. I am not a slab of meat." Her hand traveled forward, and she slapped him forcefully, bringing Jakotsutou next to his neck, the point drawing blood.
He simply smiled an unnerving smile, and reached out, tapping her on the side of her neck at a pressure point. Her eyes widened, and quivered, as she fought it off. They finally closed, and her lips moved, no sound issued as she fell into darkness. "You'll pay…"
A/N: Well, not as good or as interesting as last chapter… but necessary, for importance to the plot later on. There are problems, like how much she loves to annoy Jakotsu, and his attitude back. I'm working on it, so don't get all hyper.
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Next Scroll:
Kagome, here. That stupid, stupid Bankotsu! He annoys me sooooo! Ugh! Men. Well, looks like I'm stuck in the harem for a while. So that puts a halt on my plans of revenge. But what will I do when an old acquaintance comes to the rescue? Or not.
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Character Relations Chart (List, whatever.)- (I'll simply do the new characters as they get added. Tell me if I miss someone!)
Kagome- Kagome, obviously. She witnesses Kikyo's murder, and swears revenge, but also must take care of the Jewel. Suffers from select memories.
Kikyo- Kagome's elder sister, protector of the Jewel of Four Souls (Shikon no Kakera). Slain by Naraku.
Naraku- Kikyo's killer. Watch out, Kagome's gonna get yoooouuuuu!
Caretakers- No name in particular. Just two old, kind people who take care of her while she's in a coma.
Jakotsu- Feminine man of the Shichinintai. Third in command, and Bankotsu's best friend. Extremely annoyed by Kagome. Hates any and all females in general. Is gay.
Bankotsu- Leader of the Shichinintai. Not very considerate to Kagome's modesty. Detested by her. Bankotsu, you'd better be careful, or else you'll be on her revenge list too!
Renkotsu- the guy with the bandana, basically. Second in command of the Shichinintai. Sarcastic, and loyal only if you deserve it.
Suikotsu- Crazy double personality. Kind doctor, evil killer. Works in the Shichinintai. Dislikes blood on his hands.
Ginkotsu- mostly metal man from the Shichinintai. Used as a method of transportation sometimes.
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Vocab:
Neesan- Elder sister
Haori- Man's Japanese top. Think the things all the guys in Inuyasha wear. (Example: Inuyasha'a firerat top is a haori.)
Gomen- Sorry, I beg your pardon (that type of thing. Unformal.)
Aniki- Elder brother
Kami- God
Fundoushi- Japanese loincloth… (blushes and hides behind 'Kotsu)
Iie- No
Tatami Mat- a type of straw mat usually. Think the thing on Kaede's door.
Hai- Yes
Miko- priestess
-chan- a familiar term, used between close friends. (Example: Kagome-chan. Sango-chan. They refer to each other like that, even though Sango is older than Kagome, Kagome uses it too.)
Jakotsutou- Jakotsu's sword.
That's all for now! See ya! REVIEW!
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And company. Sesshomaru and Bankotsu. My bishounen muses.
