It had been exactly one month since she returned home and Masumi's life was slowly falling back in place.
It was agreed next month she would start her college courses. She gained contact with all her friends and her personality was starting to show again.
Right now, Bankotsu was at work and she was at home. She was doing simple chores to occupy herself.
She convinced herself she never loved him. At the time, he was simply all she had for support and she was vulnerable enough to accept it….naive to believe the feelings were real.
She heard the front door open and tensed. It was only noon.
"Bankotsu?" She yelled as she finished stripping his bed. She walked in the doorway and poked her head out. "Is that you?" She walked out of the room and down the narrow hallway.
It was silent now and it irked her. She quickly paced to her room but stopped when a hand grabbed her wrist.
"This isn't funny…" She whispered with her back still faced to him. She didn't turn around out of fear that it wasn't her brother.
"I'm not laughing." A familiar voice responded and her eyes got wide.
"…Bankotsu?" She whispered hopefully.
"No…" The voice snickered and she felt two hands hold her hips. She tensed but didn't dare look behind her. "Guess again…" He whispered in her ear.
"H-Hiten…" She squeezed her eyes shut.
"Good girl." He kissed her neck.
"How…"
"You think I get you around for a month without the cops knowing and not know how to pick a lock?" He scoffed. "Why so tense?" He mumbled and slowly rocked her hips. She felt tears well up in her eyes. The mixture of emotions she thought were buried was all resurfacing.
"I…just please…he might be home soon…" She lied.
"I know how long he'll be gone…" He smirked. "Look at me." He whispered and she slowly turned her head until she met his gaze. He grabbed her wrists and twirled her around to face him.
"I…" Her voice trailed off as he softly brushed his fingertips against her bangs and got a better glimpse of her face. He caressed her face with the back of his hand and she subconsciously leaned in.
"I missed you…" He said coolly. He stepped closer to her and she stepped away. "Don't be like that."
"You need to leave." She pointed to the door.
"Hah, you're bossing me around? You can't even say you didn't miss it." He walked closer and she continued to step back until her back was against the wall. He grabbed the bottom of her thigh with one hand and held it beside his hip and licked his fingers on his other hand.
"No…" She whispered. Her back arched and her nails dug into his shoulders as he stuck them inside of her.
"Mm…so wet." He softly bit her neck and she moaned.
"Hiten…" She panted.
"Mhm?" He looked up to her with a lustful glint in his eyes.
"Not…not now…later…" She pleaded. He frowned and pulled out of her. He felt her muscles relax. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close. "I missed you, too…"
He rubbed his hand on the back of her shoulder in a soothing manner.
"I'm here now…" He heard her whimper. "I won't hurt you…"
"I know it's just…it's been so long and…"
"Sh…" He rocked her back and forth before scooping her in his arms. He walked around for about five minutes before finding her room and setting her on her bed.
"Hiten…"
"Hm?" He asked as he rested beside her.
"You should leave…"
"I want you." He smirked. "I want you back."
"No…" She frowned and stroked his hair.
"You will end up back there one way or another…know that." He glared and she just nodded and kept her gaze on the ceiling. "Can we?"
"What?"
"You know…" He rolled on top of her and kissed her neck.
"Just…once…" She smirked.
-
Bankotsu sighed as he pulled in. It was well on nine at night and he was exhausted. He walked inside and threw his keys on the table.
"Masumi, I'm home!" He yelled. His sister ran down the steps in her pajamas, her hair was damp and a smile on her face.
"How was work?" She asked as she kissed his cheek.
"Uh…fine…did you just shower?"
"Not too long ago." She shrugged.
"Why are you so happy?" He asked skeptically and she shrugged.
"Just in a good mood." She answered and sat beside him.
"You look like me after sex…except without the dick." He glanced at her and she laughed.
"Calm down, nobody was here." She assured and he nodded.
"Alright…" He sighed.
"Hungry?" She offered.
"Nah, it's ok."
"Alright…I'm going to bed." She jumped from her seat.
"It's early."
"I'm just tired." She gave him a quick hug before walking up the steps.
-
She laid on her bed, wide awake. She knew if anyone knew her moods it was Bankotsu and she didn't want him to get too suspicious. Her mind flooded with thoughts of Hiten.
She didn't like the way he said she'd be returning to him. What did he plan? She shuddered at the thought.
"Masumi?" Bankotsu knocked.
"Come in!" She cleared her throat to seem unflustered.
"Hey uh…I'm going with Ja and Kagura to the movies….if you want to stay here then that's cool but…do you want to go?" He offered. "I mean…you said you were tired or whatever…"
"I'll go." She smiled.
-
"All the freaks sit in the back." Kagura complained.
"Yeah but how do we get to throw stuff at people and make fun of them if we're in the front?" Banotsu reasoned and she rolled her eyes. They sat in the back row. "Are you mad?" He whispered to Kagura.
"Nope." She crossed her arms. He playfully kissed her neck. "Stop…" She laughed lightly.
"Hey, look, its Inuyasha!" Jakotsu pointed.
"Who's he with?" Kagura asked.
"Some broad….about 5 out of 10…black hair white top…" Jakotsu squinted to look.
"Is he still juggling with Kik and Kag?" Bankotsu asked.
"Yeah…" Jakotsu and Kagura answered in unison.
"Damn….I wish I could…" Bankotsu stopped himself when Kagura glared at him.
"Wanna finish that?" Kagura asked and he sunk down in his seat.
"No…"
-
"This movie blows…" Masumi sighed.
"I hate chick flicks." Kagura agreed.
"Fuck yes…what about you, Banks?" Jakotsu asked.
"Sh…" Bankotsu silenced him and put his full attention on the movie. Tears were in the backs of his eyes.
"He has this new kick." Kagura explained.
"Shut up!" Bankotsu whispered.
"Softie." Jakotsu childishly crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. "Hey!"
"What?" Kagura glanced at him.
"Listen….that guy is fingering that chick!" He whispered and pointed.
"No shit…right now?" She leaned forward. Masumi rolled her eyes. "Talk about no class…" She smirked as the girl gasped and quietly moaned in his mouth.
"I know huh? Well…I guess she isn't that bad…for a dirty slut anyway." Jakotsu snickered. Masumi looked forward and her eyes got wide. She had seen that figure enough to know who it was.
Jakotsu threw popcorn at them and Masumi felt tears well up in her eyes. It was Hiten. He was fingering another woman. And he seemed pretty satisfied with himself. He completely ignored Jakotsu's shots at his head.
"Man-whore!" Kagura yelled and Jakotsu laughed. Bankotsu nudged them. Hiten angrily looked up and glared at the two. His eyes got wide when he saw Bankotsu, completely distracted by the movie, and then his jaw went slack when he saw Masumi…staring right at him.
"I…need to go to the bathroom…" Masumi stood up. Hiten crawled over the girl and tripped over her lap.
"Where are you going?" She asked with a fake pout.
"Fucking stay here." He whispered and ran out.
"Aw…I think we embarrassed him." Jakotsu taunted.
-
Masumi looked in the mirror and tried to keep her tears from falling. Her mascara would leave evidence. She heard the door open and quickly tried to regain her composure.
"Masumi…" Hiten walked around the corner. Her back shot up.
"Go away." She whispered.
"Masumi…" He repeated.
"I said go away." She crossed her arms and continued to watch him through the mirror.
"Don't be like that…" He placed a hand on her shoulder and she shook it off. "Somebody's getting ballsy…maybe I gave you too much freedom." He whispered and wrapped his arms around her waist, still behind her.
"Who was she?"
"Nobody…" He whispered.
"Then why were you touching her?" She knotted her brows together.
"Because you weren't there." He answered coolly.
"You…I just…no. I want you to stay away from me." She said harshly.
"No…you don't." He scoffed.
"Yes I do." She squirmed free of his hold. He grabbed her hips and turned her around. He sat her on the countertop beside on of the sinks and stood between her legs. "Stop!" She struggled.
"Its locked…nobody will find you." He pulled the strap of her tank top off her shoulder and softly kissed it. He tugged at her panties and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders to pull him closer.
He pulled them down to her ankles and she kicked them off. He quickly undid his pants and she wrapped her legs around his waist and he pushed himself inside of her. She bit down on the nape of his neck to keep from moaning and he grunted as he rammed himself in and out of her.
She hissed as he became rougher and dove deeper. He continued to grunt occasionally, but wore his cocky smile the whole time.
"I…still own you…" He whispered and her eyes snapped open. Still inside of her, he picked her up off the counter and slammed her back against the wall. "Say it." He barked as she struggled to keep her knees from giving out. She wrapped one leg around his waist now and the other was used to support herself.
"No…" She dug her nails in his back. He harshly pulled out and spun her around. Her chest pressed tightly against the wall and he began banging her from behind. Her palms clutched the walls as he wrapped one arm around her waist and slid his free hand up her shirt.
"Say it." He growled. His hand reached her breast and he struggled to get around her bra and she gasped as his hand that was on her lower stomach slid down and lifted up the front of her skirt. Her knees got weak as he continued with her backside and his fingers took her front.
"Yes…" She moaned. With his fingers inside, he managed to hold her in standing position.
"Who owns you?" He repeated.
"You…" She hissed.
"Say it."
"You fucking own me…" She moaned and he smirked. He pulled out of both sides and she slid down the wall. He picked her up and sat her back on the counter. Her back leaned against the wall behind her as she panted. He spread her legs and softly stuck his tongue into her damp flesh. She gasped and curled her toes to the best of her ability.
When he finished, he picked her panties up off the ground and slid them up her legs. He grabbed her hips when they were at her knees and pulled her to the ground. She held his shoulders to keep from falling over as he bent down and pulled them up. He adjusted them and her chest pressed against his.
"Good girl." He pecked her forehead. She leaned against him and he held her close. She continued to breathe heavily. "You are mine…" He whispered. She just continued to rest her head on its side and stare. "You always were and you always will be…" He finished.
"No other girls…" She whispered. He frowned. There was a knock on the door and they jumped.
"Masumi?" It was Kagura.
"Go ahead." He pecked her cheek.
"What do I tell them?" She looked up to him.
"You were sick or something." He shrugged.
"I love you…" She whispered. He nodded and gently kissed her lips.
"Behave." He smirked and watched her leave.