Bankotsu sighed as he finished putting on the black tie. Today was Manten's funeral and he would go whether Hiten knew or not.

Masumi said she was sleeping at a friend's house last night, which he knew probably meant wherever Hiten was, but that made it easier for him.

"Are you sure about this?" Renkotsu frowned.

"I'll blend fine….he has one of the biggest families I've seen." Bankotsu assured.

"Its dangerous…they're big but if one of them finds out who you are….plus you basically gave Masumi the free pass to go." Suikotsu reminded.

"She's a big girl, she can handle herself." He smirked.

"Are you alright?" Jakotsu cocked his head.

"Just stay here unless I call."

-

Masumi sighed as she sat on the edge of the bed. She was dressed but he seemed to be taking his time. She sat a small photo album and pulled it out.

"Ready? ...what are you doing?" He glared.

"Was that you?" She smiled and pointed to a young boy in a school picture.

"Stop!" He snatched it and put it back on the shelf.

"Hiten, I…"

"Just…shut up and get in the car." He glared.

"Hiten!" She challenged. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her outside. She grunted as he pushed her in the passenger seat and she rubbed her arm.

"What's going on?" Souten frowned from the backseat.

"Nothing….you could've dressed a little less like a slut you know." He glared at Masumi.

"What is your problem?" She yelled.

"You! I said a funeral not a fucking cocktail party!" He shouted.

"Hiten, I'm not a slut." She whispered with tears in her eyes.

"Then stop dressing like one." He snarled.

"Why are you acting like this?"

"Why are you questioning me?"

"Fuck you." She threw the engagement ring at his lap and slammed the car door as she got out.

"Dammit!" He hit the steering wheel and Souten shrunk back.

"Aren't you going to get her?"

"She can go fuck herself." He pulled out.

-

Bankotsu sighed as he sat in the back of the funeral parlor. Masumi was nowhere in sight and Hiten had just finished his speech. He eyed the girl that hugged Hiten and Souten with a smirk as everyone started to leave for the cemetery. He noticed Hiten was allowing everyone else to exit before him. The minute he hugged Souten he followed the girl.

"Hi." He introduced and the girl looked up to him with mascara running down her cheeks.

"Do I know you?" She sniffled.

"No…I was just making sure you were alright….you seem close to them."

"More so to Hiten…but Manten was family too…." She shrugged.

"Yeah….what are you? His sister?" He asked dumbly.

"Cousin…who are you?" She asked as they walked outside.

"Family friend." He shrugged and walked ahead, causing her to blink.

-

Hiten sighed as he sat at the breakfast table with Souten. It was over, now the family was at a restaurant, but he still felt mixed emotions.

"Hiten…" He looked over his shoulder and saw Masumi. She sat beside him and he frowned.

"Sorry for what I said before…I was just…"

"It's ok…it's your brother's funeral." She pecked his cheek and he nodded. She rested her head on his shoulder and Souten smiled at them.

"Let's eat and go home…"

-

Bankotsu sighed and got in his car. He was glad Hiten didn't see him and it seemed his little cousin said nothing either. He watched her pull out and smirked as he followed her car, keeping a good distance.

It was still daylight and he had to remember that. After about a half hour ride, she parked at a hotel. He parked on the opposite side and watched her dig for something in the car before getting out.

She was a pretty girl; she appeared as innocent as Masumi…or as innocent as he once believed her to be. He waited until she got to the door to follow her. He could tell she sensed someone's prescience by how slow she was walking. She got in the elevator and jumped when she turned around and saw him.

"Oh….h-hi…." She stammered.

"You're staying here too?" He smirked.

"Yeah….I'm leaving tomorrow…" She frowned and hit the '5' button to guide the elevator. "What floor are you?"

"Fifth." He answered coolly, knowing she was uncomfortable by her nervous flinching and glancing. "What's your name?"

"Hitomi." She answered quickly.

"That's a lovely name….very similar to Hiten's." He tucked his hands in his pockets and she nodded, tucking her hair behind her ear. The elevator stopped and she subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

"Nice to meet you….?"

"Banks." He smiled and she nodded. He quietly followed her. "I guess our rooms are closer than I thought." He shrugged.

"Yeah." She quickened her pace.

"Know what's a shame? They took the cameras out of here recently…." He glanced around as they turned the corner.

"Oh…." She frowned.

"Yeah…they're supposed to replace em next week…..I stay up to date on stuff that involves cameras."

"Here's my room." She smiled.

"Oh." He stopped beside her.

"Nice to meet you." She dug for the card key.

"No kiss goodbye?" He leaned against the wall on the side of the door and she blushed.

"I hardly know…you." She cracked her door to step in and gasped when he roughly pushed her inside, shutting the door behind him. Her eyes got wide and she went to run for the bathroom but he grabbed her arm.

"Don't struggle now…." He stroked her cheek and she stared in fear with shaky breaths. "I don't wanna have to do this…but I do." He frowned.

"Y-you don't…..you can leave….." She whispered and his heart sank.

"You sound like my sister did…." He whispered and she blinked. He pinned her to the bed and handcuffed her arm to the headboard. "Stay." He barked. She watched him leave the room and squirmed with tears streaming down her face.

"Let me go you psychopath!" She shrieked.

"Here." He held out a drink. "It'll make you forget this whole thing." He offered and she glared. She went to slap the drink out of his hand but he jumped on top of her, pinning her free wrist down with his leg.

"Stop!" She gasped as he poured the drink down her throat and let go, neatly placing the cup on the nightstand. "What was that?" She yelled as he got off her again. "Tell….me." The room got dizzy.

"Sh…." He placed a camera on the nightstand before crawling on the bed again and laying on her back. He spread her legs and watched her look around at the ceiling, dazed. "Just relax." He pulled her panties down slowly and she grunted again.

"Stop…." She whispered.

"Sorry it had to be like this…" He unbuckled his pants and leaned down, heatedly kissing her neck.

"I said…stop…." She went to push him off with her free hand but he ignored the weak attempt and harshly thrust himself inside of her. She gasped and he frowned.

"My name is Bankotsu…" He whispered in her hair.

"Ban….kotsu…." She moaned quietly. "Stop….please…." She looked up with her fogged vision, only feeling the pain between her legs.

To her it was torture, to Bankotsu, it was just means of revenge.