That night, Sango didn't sleep at all. Do to the fact that she only got an hour the previous night, her eyes were bloodshot and her fists were swinging.
Bankotsu at first found this entertaining, but after awhile of blocking punches and er…not blocking others, he hopelessly wished he hadn't tortured her.
Around four that evening, Bankotsu admitted that Suikotsu was right. Women do always win. Suikotsu just nodded and said, "learned that one the hard way, but hey, most men do." When night rolled around, Sango looked persistent of never closing her eyes in that mansion ever again. This worried Suikotsu, for she could grow ill if she didn't sleep. Bankotsu was worried that if she spent another night awake, it would be his head the next day.
Defeated and nervous around such a firery woman, Bankotsu gave in and made a truce, claiming that they were 'even' now. Sango, who was thouroughly exhausted, agreed quickly.
The next day, the three mercenaries found that Sango was not out in the living room when they came out, as she usually was. Hesitently, Bankotsu stalked into her room. He found, lying peacefully on the bed, a very attractive Sango.
Her kimono was yanked just slightly off of her creamy colored shoulders, exposing just a hint of her equally creamy colored breast. Her hair had fallen out off its holding ribbon and lay on the pillow. A strand of hair covered Sango's pretty face and Bankotsu brushed it aside. He gently ran his thumb over her plump lips and soft skin. 'How can something so perfect be lying here in front of me' Bankotsu thought to himself as he stared at the woman's angelic being.
When Sango awoke an hour or so later, she was back to being her cheery self, and after making that pack with Bankotsu, she was able to rest easy. She had long conversations with Suikotsu, laughed at Jakotsu's dumb jokes, and even had snowball fights with the cross-dresser.
Bankotsu went looking for her around noon. He was bored and Sango never ceased to bewilder him. He found Suikotsu reading a book he found and asked if he'd seen Sango. Suikotsu stated that she was having a snow war with Jakotsu and returned to his book.
So, Bankotsu stepped outside, rather impressed that Sango would step foot outside after what he did to her. He heard laughter, and he soon found Jakotsu and Sango throwing snowballs at each other frantically. Sango, who had noticed Bankotsu watching them, gathered up a snowball in each hand. One, she chucked at Jakotsu, but the other she turned at hurled at Bankotsu, hitting her mark head on.
"Hey!" Bankotsu cried before gathering up a ball of snow in his hands and throwing it at her. And so the snow war raged on for hours until the three came inside wet and laughing.