Sorry guys no name for this chapter!

Chapter 9: ...

When they finally reached the castle, they were out of breath. They killed most of the demons, which made the remaining ones retreat. Bankotsu lead the demon to Sango's room. Both of the girls were treated by Suikotsu (who had transformed into his doctor form).

Bankotsu waited outside the room. He sat with the cat demon, which, to his surprise, had transformed into a cute little kitty. Suikotsu finally opened the door.

"Finally!" Bankotsu said with annoyance. "I've been waiting here for like three hours now!"

"Actually, it's only been 20 minutes." Suikotsu replied calmly.

Bankotsu grunted. He didn't like the doctor Suikotsu, with his dorky his dorky little pony tail.

"The one girl is fine." Suikotsu told him. "She just has few-"

"I don't care about that!" Bankotsu interrupted impatiently. "Tell me about Sango! Is she alright?"

Suikotsu's smile turned into a frown. "She has a broken rib cage." He explained. He glanced back at the Hiraikotsu. "She was hit pretty hard by that weapon of hers."

Bankotsu looked up in surprise. "How'd you know about that?"

"That girl, Mikomi, told me. She woke about 10 minutes…"

Bankotsu had a look of disgust on his face. He pushed past Suikotsu and stomped over to Mikomi. "Hey, girl!" he demanded. "Tell me what happened. Why were you with Sango?"

Mikomi explained everything about the demon slayers and how they were attacked. She also told him how Sango was hit by the Hiraikotsu to save her from the demons

Bankotsu was a little surprised. Sango had mentioned her village, but she had never mentioned that story. She hadn't mentioned that cat thingy, Kirara. He turned towards Mikomi.

"Humph! Don't get comfortable little girl! As soon as you're healed, you're out of here!" he glared at her. Bankotsu did not like Mikomi at all. He hated women who were so weak that a little bump on the head would knock them out. And it was this brat's fault that Sango was injured!

Mikomi looked up at him, surprised. "But, I have nowhere else to go!" she wailed.

"Too bad!" Bankotsu sneered at her.

Just then Sango woke up. She winced at her wounds as she sat up. Bankotsu looked back at her.

"Good, you're awake. Now can we kill her please?" he asked, looking back at Mikomi.

"No!" Sango told him firmly.

He spun around and looked at her in shock. "Why not?" he cried.

"Because!" she answered angrily. "She's the last survivor from my village!"

"So?"

Sango stared at him in horror. "You're unbelievable!" she shouted angrily. "Do you even have a heart?" she waited a moment for a response, then grabbed the Hiraikotsu and stormed off. Kirara and Mikomi followed.

Bankotsu stared. He was stung by her words. How could she say that? He did have a heart, a heart that loved her! Wasn't that good enough?

He sighed. She was right though. He didn't care about anyone else besides his comrades. Why should he? Newsflash, he was a mercenary.

But Sango felt differently. She hadn't always been a killer, at least not a human killer. He understood how she cared for Mikomi. She was like a comrade to her. She was right. To have a heart was to consider how Sango felt. Something he hadn't done.

Bankotsu groaned. He hated apologies, but he had no choice if he wanted Sango's forgiveness. He got up and headed towards the door.

A loud cry of pain filled the halls. Bankotsu knew who it was right away. He dashed down the hall to the room where the cry came from.

He gasped. Sango was lying on the ground, a puddle of blood beside her. Kirara's fur was sticking up and she was growling.

Bankotsu could not believe his eyes. Standing beside Sango, with a knife dripping with blood was… Mikomi!