Masumi sighed as she walked in the living room. Bankotsu laid on his stomach with his right arm and leg dangling off the couch, snoring soundly. She turned the TV on low and started picking up his mess. She saw a burned down house on the news and sighed as she sat down, ready to change the channel.

"Last night, the house that belonged to infamous drug dealer, Hiten Raigekijin, was reportedly burned down." The reporter stated. "It's believed the fire was intestinally started with gasoline but police are doing further investigation, temporarily leaving the case open."

Masumi turned off the TV and glared daggers at Bankotsu.

"But seriously Masumi, fires are dangerous…listen to that bear who talks about fires and shit and stay away." He said seriously and she blinked. "They're dangerous!"

"Especially with gas involved." Koga agreed.

She threw the remote on the couch and stormed out. She grabbed water, ready to dump it on his head, but then stopped. He would only burn Hiten's house if he knew something.

"You should stay away from Hiten too…" He mumbled.

Her eyes got wide. He knew where she was last night. He knew who she was with. And he acted on his word to Hiten. She ran back in the room and turned on the news again.

"There was one death in the fire; Manten Raigekijin's body was identified late last night..." Masumi's voice blocked out the rest.

Tears welled up in her eyes, though she wasn't sure why. She wasn't close to Manten. Maybe it was because she worried for Hiten, knowing how horribly he was probably taking it. Then there was Souten. Though a brat, she loved her brothers.

"Morning…" Bankotsu yawned.

"You bastard!" She yelled before storming out of the house.

"Love you too!' The door slammed. "…bitch…" He grunted. He got up and went outside. He checked the mailbox and felt his hand inside, too dazed to really look. He cocked his eyebrow as he felt a small box. He opened it and pulled out a CD case.

There was a note in the sleeve and he pulled it out.

'The First Night (Watch Alone)'

Was all it read. He frowned, realizing Masumi already left. He went to his room and placed it in the DVD player. The screen was black and he stared intensely at the screen. The 'night vision' was turned on and he got a glimpse of what was going on as the camera was set at the foot of a bed. His eyes got wide when he realized Masumi was lying on the bed, asleep or unconscious.

"Wake up." Hiten barked in the video. He crawled beside her on the bed. Masumi didn't budge and his brows knotted together. He roughly grabbed her shoulder and flipped her on her back. "Don't ignore me you little slut." He snarled.

"Stop calling me that!" Masumi yelled and he jumped on top of her so he was between her legs.

"I only call you what you are…" He smirked and kissed her neck.


"Stop!" She squirmed.

"Shut it or it'll hurt…what's your name again?" He smirked.

"None of your business." She grunted.

"Fine then; all that matters is you're screaming mine…its Hiten. I'm your new owner…" He taunted and started kissing her neck again.

"You don't own me!" She yelled as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Tell yourself what you want…" He pulled his shirt over his head. She went to crawl away but he put all his weight on her. He slid his hand up her shirt and she whimpered a little. "You scared yet?"

"N-No…" She frowned. She clung to the sheets as he cupped her breast.

"You like that?"

"Stop it….please…." She frowned. "I-I wont tell anyone just…please…"

"Sh…" His hand fondled with one breast and he pulled up her shirt and bra so his mouth could get access to the other.

"St-stop…" She moaned.

"Quiet…" He took her nipple in his mouth and her back arched. He sat on his knees and roughly pulled down her skirt, struggling against her kicks and hits. He ripped of her panties and she fell off the bed. He grabbed her hair and laid her on her stomach.

"Stop now…" She frowned as he pinned her wrists beside her head.

"Take it like the whore you are…" He whispered and roughly entered her.

"H-Hiten!" She screamed as he pounded in and out of her.

"Good girl…" He whispered.

"It hurts! Stop!" She shrieked and tried to free herself. He stood on his knees and held her hips in the air.

"Shut up….I'm finishing what I started." He grunted. "Doesn't it feel so fucking good?"

"No! Stop!" She moaned and he pulled out. He flipped her on her back and wasted no time positioning himself. He roughly rammed her from the front and she clawed his back.

"You like it rough?"

"It-It….it hurts!" She gasped as he wrapped her legs around his waist, allowing himself to roughly enter her walls at a quicker, more painful, pace.

"You're wet…"

"No…." She closed her eyes and hissed when he bit down on her neck.

"You better not take your fucking eyes on me." He growled.


"Stop…." Her hands clung to his arms since his hands were propped beside her head.

"You are my whore until I get my money…thank your brother…." He smirked.

Bankotsu stopped the video by punching in the TV. His hand bled as he fell to his knees, never feeling so sick to his stomach in his life. He felt guilt, hurt, anger, and regret. Those last words killed him the most.

Because they were true.

He picked up the box and read the address. He ripped off the sticker and grabbed his gun. He bolted for the door, ready to take out whoever was at that address. He just hoped it was Hiten.

-

Bankotsu growled and circled the block again. He stopped at the address and buried his face in his palms. It was a stupid diner. That bastard knew he'd come after him and was too afraid to take the blow.

He slammed the door of his Escalade as he parked and stormed inside.

"Can I help you?" The manager asked. Bankotsu pointed the gun right at the middle of his forehead.

"Where can I find Hiten Raigekijin?" He demanded and cocked the gun. "Don't fucking waste my time!" He yelled.

"P-Please…sir….I-I don't know who he is!" The man held his hands up defensively.

"Don't give me that shit!" He growled and angrily pressed the head of the gun against his forehead.

"Please…s-sir…" He stammered and sirens were heard outside.

"Fuck!" Bankotsu glanced around and the manager ran in the back. He grabbed a woman, who was curled up on the floor, by the hair and wrapped his arm around her neck so her back pressed against his chest. She gasped and breathed heavily as he pressed the gun against the side of her head.

"Please…" She whispered.

"Do you know who I'm talking about?" He whispered.

"N-No…"

"Freeze!" The officer yelled.

"Move and she's done." Bankotsu warned, still letting his anger take over.

"Stop…" The woman whispered. He slowly walked to the door and kept his gaze on the officers. He got in the car and pushed the girl in the passenger seat. "W-what are you going to do?" She whispered.

"Just shut up!" He snapped and she shrunk back. "You know what the first thing I saw today was? Guess!" He barked.

"I-I don't know…" She frowned.

"I watched my sister get fucking raped! My baby sister…and it was all my fault…" He buried his face in his hands again.

"Oh…."

"It killed me! Do you know how that feels like?"

"Not….really?"

"Fuck this." He pulled out and she gasped as he sped off. "What's your name?" He glared.

"Akira…" She mumbled.

"I'm not gunna hurt you, alright? Just stay with me until I lose these fucking pigs and I'll let you go if you don't try and rat me out." He whispered and she nodded.

-

They drove for hours until Bankotsu parked in a dump.

"Get out." He glared and she frantically stepped out of the car. He pulled out his lighter and threw it on the car. He grabbed her hand and pulled her away. She tensed a little as he yanked her forward so she was beside him.

He sighed, knowing that he made a complete ass of himself and would have more cops after him soon. He needed to think of a less obvious way to get revenge…like Hiten's quiet way. He would think of something.

Akira cleared her throat and looked down. He frowned when he realized he was squeezing the life out of her hand. He let go and she cradled it.

"Where are we going?" She whispered.

"You can go home…I don't care, just don't you dare give a description." He glared.

"But…I don't know where we are…" She whispered. He rolled his eyes.

"Find it." He sighed and she looked down with a frown. He felt a pang of guilt. "Where do you live?" He asked.

"I don't want you to..."

"I'm not coming after you, I'll walk you home." He faintly smiled at her.

"Thank you…." She mumbled out of fear more than anything.

-

Masumi frantically knocked on the door of the beach house. The door opened and she frowned when she saw Hiten. He was in his boxers, though he had obviously cleaned up. His eyes were red, proving his lack of sleep, and a little swollen. She didn't know if it was from tears, though she doubted it.

"Hiten…" She whispered.

"What are you doing here?" He leaned in the doorway.

"I saw the news and…"

"I don't want your pity, Masumi." He answered in a raspy voice.

"I just…I wanted to make sure you were ok…" She looked down and he sighed. He stepped aside and signaled for her to walk in. She nodded and walked ahead of him.

"Souten's in school." He sat on the couch and she sat beside him.

"I'm sorry…for what he did…."

"Yeah…and he still doesn't know you're pregnant and engaged." He scoffed.

"Hiten…it's not funny. You lost your brother."

"You think I don't fucking know that? You think I'm fucking happy? You know how many times I thought about my brother burning in a fire that wasn't even his fault?" He snapped.

"What did you do?" She frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"Did you…get him back?" She whispered.

"No…I didn't do anything." He lied. She nuzzled into his bare chest.

"Thank you…for not going after him again."

"Masumi…" He frowned.

"It means a lot…that you can put it behind you." She smiled up to him.

"Only for you." He pecked her forehead and stroked her hair.

For once, regretting his payback…and that was only the first part of it.

-

I'm not sure when this story will end, but I still have no idea what I'm doing. There's a poll on my page and everyone gets two votes. Some things can go together, like if Bankotsu dies, Hiten goes to jail, ect.

Don't just think about Masumi and Hiten's happy relationship when you vote. Think about the bad things done by both Hiten and Bankotsu, and can they honestly change without punishment?