The group walked along the road towards their destination.
Bankotsu watched as Riza's hips swayed with each step. Her plump bottom bouncing softly as she walked. He bit his lip, his cock twitching. God, the woman was sexy. He nearly had her. It angered him that he didn't fuck her earlier.
As he was intensely checking her out he realized something.
"Hey Renkotsu, how many people do you hear walking?" He asked his second in command.
"Everyone's, I think."
"Well I only hear seven."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I don't hear her footsteps. Which makes her even more dangerous." He bit his lip to hide his smirk.
The vixen could almost be on his level. Which meant he had to keep a keen eye on her.
He licked his lips. What better way to keep an eye on this woman than to have her submit to him.
He would practically do anything to fuck this woman.
He slowed his walk causing everyone to stop and look at him.
"This is close enough."
Bankotsu raised his weapon up to the young woman's neck.
"Tell me more about this group of yours." His eyes narrowed.
"I told you our objective."
"Now you will tell me about your group." His voice low and threatening.
"And if I don't." She instigated. Highly aroused with his threatening manner.
"If you don't I'll cut that pretty face off." He raised his blade to her cheek.
She smiled.
"You think I'm pretty?" She teased.
"You're missing the point." He growled.
The woman was making it incredibly hard for Bankotsu not to pounce on her and take her as his.
Riza glances at the trees. Instantly spotting her white haired and purple eyed partner.
He nods. Letting her know he's ready whenever she was.
'Hey, I'm ready when you are.'
'In just a few minutes.'
They spoke through telepathy. Riza smirks.
And just as Bankotsu stepped towards her she ducked down and knocks Suikotsu's feet from under him. She flipped and kicked Jakotsu in the chest sending him into a tree.
Bankotsu lunges at her and she quickly slides under him and uses Renkotsu as a boost to jump on Ginkotsu, grabbing her weapons.
"Mamo! Now!" She kicked off of Ginkotsu as Mamoru flies towards He in fox form.
She grabbed his fur and climb onto his back.
"Au revoir!" She smiles brightly, waving at a beyond pissed off Bankotsu.
"Damn it!" He punched a tree, breaking it immediately.
"What the fuck just happened?" Jakotsu asks, groaning at his pain.
He growled. She planned to get caught. Planned to escape.
"Haha! I can't believe that worked!" Riza laughs as she drank her sake.
"We're lucky it did! I can tell those guys were really powerful."
"They are. But a mere shadow compare to Bankotsu." She purred.
She couldn't deny her infatuation with the brute mercenary.
Oh how she wished for him to lie between her thighs.
"So what's our next move?" Mamo asks finishing his sake.
"We head back to headquarters. I'll inform Katsu of these men's strength. Oh I hope I can return to him! Ah! Mamo! I think I found my soulmate." She practically purred.
"Ugh, calm yourself." He groaned.
"I'll have him begging for it." She says to herself.
The pair returned to their hideout.
Riza walks into the main room, where Katsu was seated speaking with a few mercenaries.
"Riza. You've returned." He says taking in her delicious looks.
"I have. With some important news about the band of Seven."
"Everyone, leave us."
As soon as the room was empty Katsu stood and walked over to Riza.
"We shouldn't discuss things on an empty stomach." He smirked.
"I would like to tell you as soon as possible so that I may go back out there." She says rolling her eyes.
"Than you can tell me during dinner." He orders one of his servants to bring them their meals.
She sat down, crossing her legs. Soon a bowl filled with beef stew was set down in front of her.
"Now." Katsu says inhaling the aroma of the stew, "tell me about them."
Riza began to explain to Katsu about how strong the men were. She purposely left out Bankotsu. She felt as he would be a lovely surprise.
"And their leader? I've heard he's quite the powerful man." Katsu said with a mouth full of bread.
"Yes He is. But their strength is in their trust with each other."
"Hm. Interesting." He says finishing his food.
"Very."
"But I can't help but feel as though you are holding back on me." He says leaning back into his chair.
"Why say that?" Riza lifted a brow.
"You were supposed to return a lot sooner. It's not like you to take almost an entire month to complete a mission. And on top of that, you have also returned empty handed. No mukotsu, no leader, no money."
"I told you that they're slippery! It took me a while to even find them!" She defended.
"Hm. And you're wanting to return?"
"Yes. I have information on their next employer. I thought it would be a good chance to steal their client from them." She smirked.
"Very well." Katsu agreed.
"Thank you for dinner, mon amour." She leaned over the table and pinched his chin.
She stood, bowed and headed to the exit.
"One more thing, Riza." Katsu called out as Riza opened the door.
"Yes?"
"I hope you know you're on thin ice. Ichigo has noticed that you've been acting on your own accord. Understand that you belong to me. If you deflect than you will be put to death. Am I clear?"
"Crystal." She leaves closing the door behind her.
That damn ichigo. He was always sticking his nose in her business. Always trying to get her killed.
"Bankotsu!" Orihime, the lord's daughter stood at the entrance to the castle, waving her hand.
"Yo!" He smiles waving back.
"It's been a while hasn't it." She says with a small smile.
"Yeah, almost 6 months." He responds.
"It's wonderful to see you in good health, Princess." Renkotsu tells her.
"Thank you! Father had brought in a medicine man from the western mainland and he was able to cure my sickness."
Orihime was a beautiful young woman. She had long black hair and soft brown eyes. Her body was petite and thin, due to her being ill majority of her life.
"Father has been expecting you. We thought you men were going to arrive yesterday." She says with a curious look.
"Yeah, let's just say we got sidetracked." He says closing his eyes. His mind immediately went to the savvy French woman, who had escaped them a few days prior.
The lord of the castle cheered happily as soon as the band of Seven entered the throne room.
"Welcome, elite warriors!" He greets.
"My lord. What do we owe the pleasure?" Bankotsu said.
"Straight to the point, huh?! Tats what I like about you boy! A few things," the king cleared his throat, "there has been a rival lord that has become jealous of my carefree life and is trying to kill us. He's sending an army soon. And another thing, very important! I have been looking for a potential husband for my sweet Orihime. She has shown interest in you, my dear boy."
Bankotsu stared at him with wide eyes. Orihime face bright red.
"Uhh...so that rival lord." He changes the subject.
They stood in the center of the battlefield. The wind blew through his bangs.
Bodies littered the ground. 150 men, annihilated by seven mercenaries.
The rush of battle always excited him. His strength grew with each passing day.
The men returned to the castle. Orihime sat on the front porch of the castle waiting for Bankotsu to return.
"Hey, Princess." He greets.
"Welcome back! I'm glad to see you in one piece." She smiled.
"Father said he had a surprise for you. A present for your victory."
"It's not a marriage is it?" He groaned.
Orihime blushed deeply. Annoyed with her father for offering her hand to Bankotsu. Not that she minds, just that she wishes for him to want to be with her. Of his own free will, not forced.
"He's in the throne room. I have to get going and take care of some princess duties, so I'll see you tomorrow morning." She smiled sweetly.
"Yeah, have a good night princess." He smiled back. He watched her walk away. Pleased with the way she swayed her hips.
When the men entered the throne room they were surprised to find 10 women, lined up for the taking.
"Uhh.." Bankotsu stared wide eyed. Each woman was on their knees, bowing at the men.
Each one with either ebony, brown or dark red hair. All except one.
His heart skipped a beat as his stomach fluttered. He and his men stared straight at the woman with pale blonde hair.
"You..." He whispered.
"Ladies, you May rise." The lord announces.
Each woman stood and lifted their heads. Each one more beautiful than the last but none held a candle to Riza.
"Take your pick, gentlemen!" The lord grins.
"The blondie! I'll take the blonde one!" Bankotsu pointed to Riza with a crimson blush on his cheeks.
He mentally slapped himself, his voice cracked slightly from his own nerves.
"The blonde, it is!"
Riza smirked and walked over to him while the rest of the woman were divided by the lord and the other five mercenaries. Jakotsu sat down huffing and puffing, annoyed with all the women, his eyes on the Blonde.
"Bonjour, Monsieur Mercenaire." She purred.
Bankotsu leaned closer to her so no one could hear their conversation.
"What the fuck are you doing here? You trying to get killed? Cause I'll gladly chop you to pieces." He threatened.
"Now, now! No need to make a scene, Monsieur." She laid her hand on his chest. Without his armor she could feel how sturdy he was.
"What the hell do you want?" He whispered. Riza fiddled with the opening of his hoari. She pulled gently at his clothes.
Bankotsu couldn't think straight with her standing so close to him, touching him in the way she was.
She looked up at him. Her bright blue eyes danced with mischief.
"I want you to stop helping this lord. He is under our jurisdiction. You're pushing into our business, mon amour." She whispered back. Her hand slipped through his clothes and dragged her index finger down his skin until she reached his navel.
"Not gonna happen." He says pushing her hair away from her chest.
He clutched the back of her neck tightly. Her skin so warm and soft.
"You must take me for a gullible fool, Bitch." He growled in her ear. She pulled on his clothes, bringing him closer to her. She hooked her arm around his neck and pulled herself against him.
He hissed as her body pressed tightly against his.
She pressed her cheek against his, her lips barely touching his ear.
"I do actually. Very gullible. But very cute as well. I hope you know I can cause a lot of trouble for you. But I can also help you with certain things." She nearly moaned, her groin pushing into his.
"We can let this grow into a wonderful and beneficial friendship or we can be enemies. Your pick, my love." She breathed into his ear, catching his earlobe between her teeth.
She smiled as she felt his cock jump against her front. Riza leaned her upper body back, leaving her lower half pressed against his.
"That sounds quite threatening." He whispered. His arm latched tightly around her waist.
"You threatening me, Blondie? If I have to I'll find that little group of yours and kill each and everyone till you're all that's left. God the things I'll do to you. Maybe I can see how far you bend back till you break." He growled.
"You'd be quite surprised how bendable I can be." She whispered back with a teasing smile.
"Well, well! Seems the two of you are getting along well!" The lord directs to the pair.
"Yes, my lord. He's quite charming." She winks.
His grip on her tightened.
"Shall we take our chat elsewhere?" She suggested.
"He must be one hell of a charmer! Leaving so soon?" The lord laughs.
"Just stepping out." Bankotsu informs, pushing Riza to the patio.
He closed the door to the throne room, Riza was leaned over the rail. The wind blew though her hair, her soft gaze on the endless forest before them.
The moon high in the sky giving her a blue like glow.
She wore a beautiful black and red kimono that hung off her shoulders seductively. The opening showed off her creamy leg. She had to be the most beautiful woman he's ever seen.
He took a deep breath and leaned on the rail next to her, his arm brushing against hers.
"So what's your name?" He asked her.
She glanced at him, a faint blush on her cheeks.
"Riza." She says with a small smile.
She extended her hand.
He sighed.
"Bankotsu." He shook her hand. Her fingers were slim and fit perfectly with his. Her hand was so soft while his were rough and calloused.
"Bankotsu." She repeated.
He bit his lip, the sound of his name coming from those pink full lips aroused him.
He had to make a move. She was awefully quiet yet was successfully turning him on.
"So Tell me what trouble you would cause me if I didn't back off. I'm curious." He says turning towards her with a playful smirk.
She smiled and chuckled softly.
"Let's not spoil your surprise."
"I see. So you travel all the way over here, looking for me, just to give me an empty threat? Maybe you're wanting something else from me?" He leaned closer.
"Maybe I want to kill you." She leans in.
"You're going to have a hard time with that." His breath fans across her lips.
He was so close. Only a few inches in distance. He wanted, no, needed to kiss her. He'd never met a woman like her. Bold like her. Fearless like her and deadly like her.
"You're looking at me like you want to kiss me." She whispered.
He was. His gaze was locked on her plush, pink lips. Her mouth looked so delicious. He was so intrigued by the French girl, so hypnotized.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. Let's not spoil the surprise." He mimicks her words.
She laughs out loud. Only for a second she lost her facade. She covers her mouth and turns away from him, slightly embarrassed that the young mercenary had made her laugh.
A small smile appeared on his lips. He made her break out of character. He made her laugh.
The sweet sound was quick to miss.
"Was that a laugh I just heard?" He made his move.
He couldn't deny the attraction he felt for her. He wanted to hear more from her, see her more, fight with her, flirt with her, lay with her.
"Don't think you got one over on me, you're not that funny." She says walking away, a soft blush on her cheeks.
"But you're not denying that I'm funny." He says following her.
"Not that funny." She repeated looking over her shoulder with a smile.
The two entered the throne room, each of his men with one woman while the lord had three.
"Welcome back! I hope your chat on the porch was fulfilling." The lord laughed.
"It was." Riza smiles.
"But unfortunately I have some matters to attend to. Please forgive my absence, my lord." She bowed to the lord.
"Remember our chat." She whispered passing by Bankotsu.
He watched her walk out of the room. Her sway was mesmerizing and seductive.
His eyes trailed down to her plump bottom. He bit his bottom lip.
"Damn, She's got one hell of an ass." He said out loud.