"I need your fucking help!" He shouted as he pushed all the papers off Inuyasha's desk.
"I already said no, unless you've called a search party or something, there's nothing I can do!" Inuyasha stood up now, angry.
"She's my fucking baby sister!" He yelled and tears welled up in his eyes. "Please…" He whispered.
"What the hell is goin' on?" Koga walked in.
"Masumi is still missing." Inuyasha sighed.
"She isn't missing she's with…him." Bankotsu growled. "What if it was your brother?" He watched Inuyasha's eyes light up.
"You really think they would take Sesshomaru?" He asked with a smile and Koga hit him over the head.
"We need to help him…Masumi doesn't deserve whatever that bastard's putting her through." Koga reasoned and sat on the desk.
"He wouldn't dare touch her." Bankotsu snarled.
"You need to have all the possibilities open…I mean, how do we even know she's alive…?" Koga frowned. She was sweet and innocent. She was kind to all of them and they all protected her as if she were their sister.
"I talked to her yesterday…"
"So then…" Inuyasha was cut off when there was a knock on the door. Koga got it and nodded.
"Something for Banks." He threw him the envelope and Bankotsu opened it. He dumped out a familiar silver necklace and his eyes got wide. A small piece of paper fell to the floor and he picked it up.
'Hurry up.'
Was all it said? He looked for a return address and growled when there was none. He ripped up the paper and threw it to the ground.
"We'll get her." Koga placed a hand on his shoulder. "Promise."
XXX
He threw a suitcase at the foot of her bed and watched her stir.
"Wake up." He barked and she rubbed her eyes as she sat up.
"What's…going on?" She yawned.
"We're leaving." He sat in a chair beside her bed and watched her eyes snap open.
"Why?"
"You're pretty talkative this morning…we've been here to long." He shrugged and smirked. "So get your shit together. Whatever you don't bring will be staying here." She just nodded and got off the bed.
"Do I have time to shower?" She asked and he nodded. He stayed in the room as she went in her bathroom. She had everything organized and clean. He opened the nightstand drawer and saw a picture of her and Bankotsu. How she had gotten hold of it was unknown.
In the picture, she was laughing as her brother sloppily kissed her cheek. They were at some party. He never saw her look so enthusiastic. He frowned…he was the reason why she was so timid. He tucked the picture in his pocket and sat back in the chair.
He pulled out the picture again and sighed. She looked beautiful in that picture. So full of life. He heard the shower turn off and quickly tucked it in his back pocket. He smiled at her.
Her body was wrapped in the short towel and she glistened with water droplets. Her hair was damp. He pushed his dirty thoughts aside when she blushed and tried to wrap the towel tighter. She walked by him and felt a tap on her ass. She kept her head down as she found her clothes.
She slipped on her black panties and bra and then let the towel slide off. She bent over to dig for a shirt in her drawer and her back shot up when two hands grabbed her hips.
"You look beautiful…" He whispered as he let the scent of her hair fill his nose. She blushed and tried to step away but he pulled her closer. Her wrapped his arms around her waist and still stood behind her. He kissed the nape of her neck and she felt her knees get weak.
"I…need to get ready." She whispered.
"Mhm." He leaned his head forward to face her. She looked to her side and he gently kissed her lips. He sat back down in the chair and she felt twice as uncomfortable. She felt his gaze on her back as she slid on her purple halter top and blue jeans. "Come downstairs and let me know when you're packed." He dismissed himself. Watching her dress may interest him, but watching her do make-up and jewelry obviously didn't.
She went for her nightstand and frowned when her picture was gone. She had gotten it out of her purse when she snuck out of her room one time. She sighed and went to get her other things.
XXX
He jumped when he heard her heels quickly enter the room.
"Everything set?" He asked and she nodded. He went upstairs. He saw her giant, stuffed suitcase and sighed. He threw it over his shoulder and went back downstairs. She was sitting at the island counter with Manten. She twirled her hair around her index finger.
"Are we set to go, Hiten?" Manten asked.
"Yeah…you're driving." He smirked and watched Masumi look down.
"Eh…alright." He shrugged.
XXX
She sat on his lap in the backseat. She was sitting sideways. He had his arms around her waist as he playfully kissed her neck. She just let him with an expressionless face.
"Loosen up…" He whispered in her hair. She shifted her weight and kept her arms crossed. He slid one hand under her shirt and played with her bellybutton ring again. She smirked a little at the tickle and he smiled. He laid her down and she frowned. He lifted her shirt to reveal her stomach and his tongue toyed with the piercing.
"Stop." She laughed lightly. He laced his fingers with hers and smiled up to her. Her smile went flat again when she saw him. He sat up and pulled her so she sat beside him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head against hers. She blushed and went to scoot away.
"Don't…" He whispered. She frowned and rested her head on his shoulder.
XXX
She yawned as she woke up. Her head was on his lap and his hand was on her hair, he had fallen asleep sitting up. Manten pulled up and stopped the car.
"Hiten…" He whispered. His red eyes snapped open and he glanced around. He looked down at the half-asleep Masumi and smirked. He picked her up in his arms and she rested her head on his chest. They walked inside and he gently set her on the bed.
"Are we…here?" She asked with her eyes closed.
"Sh." He kissed her forehead. She laced her fingers with his and drifted off to sleep. He went outside to help Manten with the suitcases.
XXX
She awoke in her new bed and frowned. No matter where it was, she was still with them. Him. She saw her suitcase in the corner and decided there was nothing better to do. She smiled when she saw a radio in her new room.
XXX
Hiten jumped upon hearing the loud music.
"I suppose she's up." Manten sighed.
"I suppose she is." The elder brother smirked and walked toward her room.
XXX
She sang with the music as she danced around her room, putting clothes away in the process. She smiled; she hadn't enjoyed music in a while. It almost made her forget who she was stuck with.
She didn't hear the door open and close and didn't see Hiten sit at the foot of the bed. With an amused expression, he watched her hips sway. She jumped when she saw him with his evil smirk. She turned down her radio and blushed.
"You can continue." He offered. She looked down and nodded. "Why so shy around me?" He watched her glare daggers at him. "Have you changed yet?" She nodded no. "Let me help you." She gulped when he walked up to her. "You want me to?"
"N-No…" She mumbled and stepped away.
"Why not? I won't hurt you…" He taunted and she quickened her pace to get away from him. He pinned her to the wall by her wrists and she gasped. "Just let me take care of you…"
"Please don't…" She whimpered and he smirked.
"Hiten!" Manten yelled from downstairs. He groaned and pulled away.
"Be ready for tonight…you're coming with me to a club." He kissed her cheek and walked out.
XXX
He hadn't bothered her all day and honestly, she enjoyed it. She finished dressing herself, still unsure as to why he would take her to a bar. She was only nineteen. She wore jeans, her black heels, and a blue tube-top. She liked the way she looked, too. Not as slutty as he would like, but that was beyond her worries.
"Get your ass down here." He yelled and she sighed.
XXX
She wrapped her arm around his as they walked inside. It was mobbed and everyone was dancing and drinking, but she felt out of place.
"Yo." A man about Hiten's height approached. He had short, black hair and brown gentle eyes. She blushed and looked down.
"Masumi, this is Isamu…he'll be watching you. Stay here, I need to go talk to someone." He gently pressed his lips against hers and walked away. She crossed her arms and sat down. She couldn't enjoy herself when she was with him. She had loved to party, but wouldn't trust herself drunk with him.
Minutes felt like hours.
"What'd you do to get time?" Isamu smirked. She glared at him through the corners of her eyes and watched him slip off the barstool and walk closer to her. "You're way too shy to be Bankotsu's sister." He teased and she looked back down to the bar's counter.
She gasped when he grabbed her hips and turned her to face him. He spread her legs and her brows knotted together as he stepped between them and placed his hands on her thighs.
"Don't worry…I'm not as rough as him…" He smirked.
"Get off!" She pushed his shoulders and he laughed. She went to spin around and off the chair but he pressed his lips against hers. He grabbed the back of her head with one hand and slid his other hand up her skirt. She muffled protest until he shoved his tongue into her mouth. His hand had just about reached her panties when someone harshly pulled him off her.
She looked up, startled and dazed, and saw punches get thrown before someone grabbed her hand and dragged her through the crowd. She saw it was Hiten and for some reason, felt strangely relieved. He shoved her onto a booth and sat beside her.
"Hiten?" She whispered, watching the rage in his eyes grow.
"Listen and listen good, you're legs have one purpose and that's opening for me. Nobody else." He snarled and faced her.
"But he…"
"I don't want to hear it you slut!" He watched tears build up at the rims of her eyes.
"Hiten…" She whispered.
"Shut your fucking mouth!" He tensed when she rested her head on his shoulder. He knew she was probably afraid to be alone with anyone willing to force her and sighed. She probably hadn't been to many bars either; he knew she was seventeen or eighteen.
"Sorry…" She whispered, hoping to calm him down.
"Whatever…you drink?" He smirked.
XXX
She laughed loudly after her sixth shot of tequila. He was still sober but stopped drinking a while ago. She sat with her knees on both sides of him and facing him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed his neck. He felt his arousal grow and his cocky smile grow.
"Come on, sweetheart…let's go home." He whispered and she giggled.
"Alright." He quickly led her out by her hand and tried to keep her quiet and steady.
XXX
She stumbled and laughed in the dark rooms. He tried to help her keep her balance and was growing annoyed. She reached her room and kicked her heels off carelessly, they hit the wall and he grunted. He picked her up by her waist and ran to the bed. He landed on top of her. She laughed.
"Fuck me…" She whispered and his brows knotted together. He got off the bed and she sat up, confused. He removed his shirt but kept on his jeans and boxers. She smirked and crawled to the foot of the bed. She stood on her knees across from him so she was eye-level.
"You need sleep." He grunted and she smiled.
"I need you." She slurred and he rolled his eyes.
"Get changed so you're comfortable." He watched her strip her jeans and shirt and he felt himself grow aroused. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She fell backwards and he landed on top of her. He kissed her neck and she moaned loudly. He sighed and rolled off her and onto his back. He felt awkward…he had forced her before, so why was it weird taking advantage of her?
"What's wrong?" She crawled on top of him and sat at his waist. She leaned forward and kissed him softly.
"Nothing." His eyes got wide when she grinded on him.
"You sure?" She smirked.
"Yes…" He moaned. He grabbed her hips and flipped her beside him. "Not tonight." He whispered.
"Why?" She pouted and he sighed. "Will you stay here?" She asked and he nodded. She scooted closer and wrapped his arm around her waist. She buried her face in his chest and his body tensed. "Thank you…" She mumbled.
He would keep in mind that alcohol only made her horny….which wasn't always a bad thing.