YAY! I finally updated! Sorry it took me so long, I had the chapter, but I found it was to short so I wanted to make it bigger, but then I got writer's block... plus I was busy with school. I mean, i'm finishing middle school and going on to high school in september! AHHH! (haha kitty-cat!) But yeah, I was also working on a new story! I'm planning on adding it soon...

Disclaimer: There is another Family Guy moment in here. I did not make the songs up, the people from Family Guy did.

P.S. Thanks too everyone who reviewed my story!


Recall

As soon as they were gone, Bankotsu stomped over to the wall and punched it, leaving a few cracks. Then he realized that Miroku didn't give Sango a chance to put the keys away, which luckily she had with her.

He smirked. He would be able to get out of this dump sooner than he thought. Now he just had to get those keys…


Chapter 2:

"Be right back Miroku, I just forgot my…keys…" Sango walked back into the room only to find Bankotsu sticking his arms out trying to reach the keys.

When that didn't work, he stuck his leg through he bar and tried to swing it at the keys, but failed.

Sango crossed her arms and leaned against the door with an amused smile on her face as she watched his attempts to grab the keys.

Sango innocently walked over to the table. When she was just a few feet away from it, she stopped.

Sango then began to reach for them, mocking what Bankotsu was doing, and made overdramatic gestures until she finally got the keys. She let out a small laugh after at Bankotsu's expression, which was mixed with annoyance and shock that she just mocked him like that.

He hung his head in defeat and dragged his feet back to the small cot and sat on it.

"That was harsh," he mumbled.

Sango laughed even harder at the comment. Bankotsu looked up at her and half-smiled, shaking his head at the same time.

Miroku walked in with an annoyed expression. "Sango, quit fooling around. Let's go!" he muttered and grabbed her arm.

Once they were out the door, Bankotsu muttered something under his breath. He didn't know why he took a sudden hatred to Miroku, besides the fact that Miroku was taunting him. It's not like he was jealous or anything. They broke up, so why would he?

"Why did we break up, anyways?" he caught himself say out loud. Then he remembered, and winced at the horrible memory.


Bankotsu had just finished getting his binder out of his rather messy locker. When he closed it, he came face to face with Sango. Her face was filled with so many emotions he couldn't even begin to name them all. Anger, hurt, confused…

"You jerk!" she shouted. "How could… why…you… I HATE YOU!"

Bankotsu stood there, like a deer in front of the headlights. "Sango-"

"You know what? I don't even wanna hear it!" and with that, she took off without another word.

Bankotsu was completely confused. He had tried to talk to her, but she just wouldn't listen; she wouldn't even look at him.

Bankotsu couldn't take the tension much longer.

"Sango, just listen I-"

But once again, Sango turned around and began to walk away, but Bankotsu needed to know why the hell she was so mad. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her back around.

"Would you just listen to what I have to say?"

"I have listened!" she snapped. "You just couldn't say it to my face!"

Bankotsu blinked. "What?"

Sango bowed her head; she still hadn't even looked at him. But when she did, Bankotsu heart felt like it was being pulled right out of his chest. Her eyes looked so hurt. She sighed. "It's just like you said; it's over."


"Come to think of it, what did I actually do?" Bankotsu pondered to himself. "And what does she mean by, 'just like I said'?"

Just then, the guards brought Jakotsu, Suikotsu, and Renkotsu and put them into cells beside Bankotsu.


Jakotsu looked around his musty looking cell. He scrunched up his nose and took a look at the food in front of him. He picked up a rice ball and nibbled on it a little, but choked and spat it out.

"I'm sorry Mr. Rice ball, but you sir taste like ass! … Not that I know what ass tastes like. You just taste like what I imagine ass tastes like… not that I imagine what ass tastes like… DON'T JUDGE ME!" he shouted to the rice ball. He sighed. "I'm bored… oh look a penny! Oh wait… that's my toe." Then his face brightened. "I know! I'll sing… CHRISTMAS CAROLS!"

Jakotsu's songs

(Carol of the Bells)

La la la la!

La la la la!

Lord get the bells!

Lord get the bells!

Holy crap here comes Jesus,

And he doesn't look to happy!

(Sleigh Ride)

eh haha ha he hamerahahe hamer ha!

Humham hum he ha-everybody look at the snow in the yard!

(Little Drummer Boy)

I brought these gifts for you,

They're up in my bum!

"JAKOTSU STFU!" Renkotsu shouted from the cell next to him. (AN. STFU- Shut the fuck up... for those who didn't know that -)

Jakotsu sighed. "Fine, I'll just go to bed then… hey Sunny…?"

Renkotsu's eye twitched. "… did you just call me Sunny?" he muttered.

"Yeah, that's your new nick name! Unless you want me to call you something else like… Sunshine! No? Ok, how about… OH! How about Mr. Sun?"

Renkotsu sighed. "Fine… call me S-Sunny… now what do you want?"

Jakotsu sniggered," Could you… snigger turn off your lamp?"

Renkotsu finally exploded. "JAKOTSU I'M GONNA FRIGGEN KILL YOU AND YOUR FRIGGEN JOKES ON MY FRIGGEN BLADNESS! ENJOY YOUR FRIGGEN LAST MOMENTS OF FRIGGEN DAYLIGHT EVEN IF THERE'S NO FRIGGEN DAYLIGHT IN HERE!"

All was quiet…

"…but Sunny… as long as you're here there's plenty of light to go around!"

"…"


Suikotsu sighed… again. Jail was kind of boring. There was nothing to do but sit there and feel sorry for yourself. Fun.

His ears pricked at a scrambling noise on the floor. He looked down and squealed as a mouse scurried across his cell.

"And thus, the name Squeaky comes in!"

Suikotsu heard Jakotsu's voice from the other cell. He grumbled something before lying down on his cot, which was very uncomfortable by the way. His mind began to think of ways to get out of this place, even thought that was Renkotsu's job.

With a sigh of defeat, he turned over on his side and closed his eyes. He might as well get some sleep. There would be plenty of thing time tomorrow.


Yeah, that's all I have so far. I think i'm getting writers block for this one. I can't think of anything! And I had so many ideas when I started this fic, but then i got "distracted" and forgot them all! But don't worry! I will think of things! R&R!