Chapter 11: …

Bankotsu was becoming very tired. He had been dodging the demon's attacks like crazy. The only thing the Hiraikotsu was helping with was shielding the attacks. It made it even more difficult with Sango in his arms, too. Kirara had already been knocked out by the demon.

Something wasn't right. The demon wasn't that strong. So why were they so weak? Bankotsu was finding it harder to move every minute.

As the demon moved around the room, Bankotsu suddenly realized what was going on. It was the miasma from the demon that was making them so weak. Bankotsu found legs and arms had become weak.

The demon leaped into the air, and raised his claws. Bankotsu held Sango close and shut his eyes, bracing himself.

Right before the demon hit, fire shot out from nowhere and burned the demon to ash.

Bankotsu looked up, surprised at what just happened. Standing at the door, was Renkotsu, who was not impressed with seeing Bankotsu holding Sango in his arms.

"Are you ok?" he asked simply. Truthfully, he didn't care about Bankotsu. He was more concerned about Sango, but if he asked, Bankotsu might suspect something.

Bankotsu nodded. He slowly got up and carried Sango back to her room.

Renkotsu stood there, watching them leave. It just wasn't fair! Why did his only rival have to be his leader?

After a few days, Sango's wounds had healed. Mikomi was taken in by a village, which made Bankotsu very happy. He had worked up the guts to apologize to Sango about what he said earlier. She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek to show that she forgave him.

Now she sat by the river, lost in thought. It was a full moon that night. Sango had always liked the moon, it was so beautiful.

She looked up as Bankotsu came and sat beside her. He wrapped his arm around her and she leaned her head against his chest.

They sat like that for a moment, and then she pushed him into the water. He let out a cry as he landed into the cold, icy water. Sango burst out laughing.

He smirked and yanked her in as well. She stood up and splashed him playfully. He splashed her back, and soon they were having a splash war.

After a few minutes of intense slashing, Sango stood up shivering, and began to get out. But it wasn't over yet. Bankotsu dived up and dunked her underwater. Sango grabbed his arm and yanked him down with her.

When they finally came up, they were gaping for breath. Bankotsu gazed at Sango, who was quivering. Her hair had come undone, and droplets of water were falling from the ends. It was so quiet, Bankotsu could hear them hitting the water.

He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips against hers. At first Sango was surprised, but then she put her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

They thought no one was watching, but were they ever wrong. Crouching behind a bush, steam blowing out of his ears, was Renkotsu. He saw the whole thing, from start to finish. Renkotsu had secretly followed Bankotsu into the forest, knowing that he was going to see Sango.

Now, more than ever, he wanted to ring Bankotsu's head with his bare hands. He almost did, too. But he stopped himself, knowing that it would do him no good. He stormed off back to the castle.

Wow, Renkotsu needs anger management! lol! R&R!