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Chapter 7 : Brotherly ties.
"Well?" Bankotsu beamed at the Miko with anticipation while she started blankly at the different varieties of rings.
"Ban…." She began looking at him.
"Shh…" he hushed her with his finger. "Do it for me," Bankotsu looked in her face earnestly. His expression so steady and true she found it hard to tell him how absurd the whole idea was.
Kagome concentrated on his countenance, with his hair tied back in a long ponytail, and his bangs parted revealing his plum-colored birthmark. His dark hair and eyes gazing at her endearingly, he was at his the most handsome she'd ever seen him. Today his features perfectly formed and he dressed casually in a polo and chino, accentuating his slender robust muscled body. He tilted his head once again and glanced at her side and smiled at her, his eyes blazed with intensity and she felt a shiver creeping down her spine.
I love you, he murmured silently, while his eyes sparkled.
Somehow she seemed to sense what he had thought.
You always have, she replied in her own mind.
Kagome nodded at him then, blushing slightly before turning her head to stare at the luxury of rings in front of her. There presented before her was the best of the best there was in diamonds and jewels at her disposal. She could have any of the rings before her that she wanted, or pick out a diamond to make into a new ring for her. There she was standing in the mist of millions upon millions of dollars yet it meant nothing to her.
Not a damn thing.
Now a cottage in a small town, with the man I love....a few babes running around is........priceless.
"It would make mother happy. You know she's been fond of you since the first day she laid eyes on you." Bankotsu continued, snapping Kagome out of her wishful daydream.
Standing behind her he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck. He didn't have to bend down too far to rest his chin on her shoulder, since she was wearing one of her higher heels that day.
"I love you. Always," he whispered. His breath caressed over her earlobe sending a thousand shivers across her skin.
It was the push she needed from him and reluctantly Kagome agreed, picking out a round brilliant diamond solitaire set with two baguette side stones in platinum. She already knew that Bankotsu wouldn't spare any expense so the stones were of high quality in color and clarity so she didn't have to worry about that.
Bankotsu nodded quickly at the salesgirl to bring ring out for her. With care she handed the ring over to Bankotsu, who completed the whole scene by getting on his knee and taking her hand with his.
"Kagome, will you do the honor and become my wife?" His voice was so sincere, so full of hope and love that it touched her so deep it ripped a large hole in both her guts and heart.
Here she was with a man so genuine, so wonderful to her, yet she was harboring dreams and thoughts of another.
What kind of human being was she? How could she love one man while have dreams, thoughts and desires to be with another?
Perhaps that was why she was the chosen one for the prophecy. Because only someone as pathetic and low as she could carry out such a heinous act.
"Bankotsu…." Kagome began to tear up.
Really she didn't know how to respond. She knew that with a ring on her finger it would signify something meaningful, something for his mother to look forward to. The woman was sickly and growing closer to her grave, and one of her last wishes was to attend at least one of her son's wedding and hopefully a grandchild to follow shortly after.
Kagome cared for the woman dearly as she would care for her own mother, but the burden of what the ring would mean, was just too great. Pretend, he'd cajoled her. But Kagome knew there was more to them being 'engaged' than just pretend. And then there was Bankotsu's father. She knew the old man did not like her one bit, but at least with a ring, he'd tolerate her somewhat because perhaps Bankotsu will produce a son with her to carry on their family name. He'd lay off Bankotsu and his philandering ways – easing Bankotsu's stress.
Kagome didn't have a choice. Not really.
"Yes," her voice was softer than a whisper.
The whole store clapped around her nodding and Bankotsu smiled at her. With shaky hands he slid the 3 carat ring onto her finger. The stone on the ring large enough to reveal its value, but not too much so that it would look ostentatious. He smiled down at her, his heart racing a million miles a minute.
Oh, how he loves her!!!
And the fact that she was willing to do such a favor for him just showed him how much she did care for him in return. Bankotsu rose on his feet and hugged her tight for a moment, then bent his head to cover her lips with a lingering sensual kiss. Her initial resistance melted, and her tongue slipped into Bankotsu's mouth, deepening the caress until they were almost gasping for breath. Bankotsu stared into the beautiful young face and felt his entire body stirring with familiar passion. He dragged in a deep breath and eased away from the enticing feel of the slender sexy body pressed against his. They were still in public even if he'd had the shop closed down for his private shopping, and there wasn't much he could do.
Not that he could do anything if they were alone anyway.
Taking her hand Bankotsu stared briefly at the ring on her finger, then smiled once again at her before leading her out of the store. Kagome began to twist the ring around her finger uncomfortably as she rested her head on his shoulder.
What's done is done. Good-bye Sesshomaru..... a wind swayed by and ruffled her long hair. Kagome swallowed the tears that wanted to burst through.
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The grand master bedroom covered by maroon drapes, and plush rugs laid beneath imposing mahogany furniture. On the left side, an extravagant marble fireplace, and even though it was summer, cherry flames wastefully blazed in the grate illuminating the dark night.
Renkotsu went to the sideboard for the third time, pouring himself a hefty size glass of whiskey. The day had been long and inane; he was frustrated at the lack of his brother's help. Irked at the fact that his brother was spending so much time with the damn wench rather than doing more of what he needed to at the office.
Where the fuck was he for the buy-out meeting today? Renkotsu was fuming from his brother's absence.
Renkotsu raised the glass and drown the whole drink whole, letting the burning liquid scorch his throat but he didn't care. It just felt so necessary to take his mind off of the stress that was surging through his being. His head then began to feel heavy, and vision became blurry.
He saw a smoky, cloudy figure enter his chamber. Renkotsu shook his head to clear his mind, figuring the combination of alcohol and stress had gotten the best of him. He began to make his way his way toward the adjoining chamber where his bed was.
A good night's sleep is just what I need, he thought walking through the threshold of the large door.
The second room was larger than the first, and a magnificent bed was perched on a pedestal. With its sturdy frame, posh mattress, carved headboard and posts, it seemed to call to him like the Sirens toward sailors. But before his weary legs could carry him to his destination, the same smoke gathered in front of him, morphing into a figure. Startled and freaked out, he stumbled backwards, losing his balance and falling over. Mute and agog, he stared at the cloudy figure, unable to gather his thoughts.
"Hello, Renkotsu." It smiled, a smile as if it were a cat that had eaten a canary.
"Wh-who are you?" He inquired in a shaky voice. "And how do you know my name?" Renkotsu began to reel away from the figure.
"Renkotsu, how would you like to get rid of that thorn in your eyes?" the figure replied.
"What do you mean?"
"Kagome Higurashi." The figure had now morphed into a man with a gigantic stature at least seven feet tall. His skin was very dark, being of a yellowing bown color. His lower jaw was long and pointy with a strangely flattened face. Eyes were small yet piercing, and his forehead was large and pushed forward, while his head sloped backwards in a rather curious way. His arms and legs were lankly, and seemed as though they could stretch to infinity. He dressed simply in an odd off black kimono that reminded Renkotsu of death. Even though the man was ugly - grotesque almost, with him having an actual 'human' form, eased Renkotsu's distorted mind.
"You've piqued my interest, keep going." Renkotsu regrouped himself, rose to his feet and marched right back toward the liquor cabinet, pouring himself yet another glass. This time a Chivas Regal Royal Salute - straight. He wanted something exceptionally rich and creamy in character to prepare his mind to deal with this bizarre encounter.
"Scotch?" He offered.
"No, thank you."
"Of all these times that you harbored ill thoughts toward your brother's woman, little did you know that her existence is a curse to humanity. And will be the damnation of us all."
"What are you talking about?" He stopped pouring his liquor to look at the man in a quizzical manner.
"Let me clarify as to who I am. My name is Mukotsu, I am part of an Ancient League dating back thousands of years called HogoSha."
"HogoSha? Never heard of it." Renkotsu took a long swig of his drink.
"That is because, we are a secret society created centuries ago to protect this world by seeking out and destroying the 'Damed' one called the Key. We have fought vigilantly to protect mankind from behind the shadows for thousands of years…"
"The Key?"
"Yes" he replied. "Once every century, the oracle is read that a damned being will be born that shall harness powers beyond imagination. However, this person is unable to control this mass amount of powers. Their soul is then seduced by Satan's Vessel; they will surrender their powers thus opening the gates of Hell. Bringing about Armageddon, and the end of all living things on Earth."
"And what does this have to do with me?" He was perplexed feeling as if he had entered the 'Twilight Zone'.
"Renkutso, we have been searching for the Key for a very long time. Recently we've discovered who it was. It seems as though your brother has been carrying about with someone very dangerous…"
"I knew there was something weird about that wench." He raised his glass and finished the rest of his Scotch.
"So you see Renkotsu, with you being so close and knowing more about her than we do, you can help us set it up so that we can carry out our duties with the least trouble as well as to protect your brother. Otherwise, it might get ugly with your brother getting caught in the middle."
Renkotsu stared at the empty glass as he thought about it. It was two birds with one stone as far as he was concerned. Getting rid of the bitch he'd hated for so long and then freeing his brother from what he long deemed as a curse placed by the Miko.
Things couldn't be better.
"What do you need me to do?" Renkotsu asked eagerly. Mukotsu grinned and began to divulge his plan to get the Miko.
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She'd gone out in the late afternoon to the book store to grab something to read. Having caught sight of a hair salon nearby she decided to have her hair trimmed. And after grabbing some quick to-go food for dinner, she decided to head home.
Kagome entered her Penthouse Suite and switched on the light, the mirror in the short hallway threw back her reflection and the flicker of the light hitting her ring. It's unfamiliarity momentarily shocking her as she stopped in her steps. She turned her hand and glanced at the ring, frowning slightly realizing the impact of the decision she had made. It was more than a show for his mother, and more than a scheme to get his father to lay off of him. It was a binding commitment on her part to one day become Bankotsu's actual wife.
When Sesshomaru no longer lives.
The shock of the pain upon thoughts of losing him was sickening. Her whole body shivered as it reacted with feverish eagerness to the thoughts of how she would feel if he was truly gone from her life. Even from her dreams. How could it be that just a simple thought as that had been able to unleash a fierce agony in the pits of her stomach? Feeling sickly, she dropped her books and dinner and ran toward the bathroom.
Kagome had just finished heaving up what she had for lunch, and rinsing her mouth when the doorbell rang.
"Just a minute," she automatically called out. Bankotsu, did you forget your key to my place again? She thought with an amused smile.
Opening the door, she greeted him with a smile. "Banko..." his name died on her lips, her mouth opening in shock as she stared at the man framed in the doorway. "Renkotsu..." Kagome frowned holding onto the door.
"Good evening to you too, Ms. Higurashi," his salutation spewed of venom, his mouth twisted mockingly as he pushed past her and entered her Suite.
"What...what are you doing here?"
"Why, I'm merely looking for my brother. Is he not with you this evening?"
"Well, he's not here so if you don't mind, I'd like for you to leave my place." She told him caustically.
"As a matter of fact, I do mind," his voice was soft but tinged with anger. He grabbed the door from her hand and swung it closed behind them.
"Well, will you look at that?!" Renkotsu exclaimed grabbing Kagome's hand before she could protest. He leered at the ring on her finger before turning to give her a fake smile. "You've finally brought him down to his knees like a little obedient dog, didn't you?" He yanked her hard toward his body. "I wonder if you you're just that pleasing," her eyes widening at the implication in his voice.
"Whatever it is you're here to do, it isn't going to work Renkotsu. You don't scare me." She scoffed in a brittle taunting manner, pushing herself away from him.
He seemed to proceed toward the door before he spoke, "Well, then I guess I'm going to have to work better on that now don't I?"
Kagome watched him head for the door as she moved to retrieve her books and dinner, but instead of opening the door he turned slightly towards her catching her off her guard. He drew her up towards him by her upper arms, and quickly moved one hand to her waist slamming her against the small hallway wall. His other hand grabbed a handful of her locks and yanked her head painfully backwards. Renkotsu feathered her mouth across his own, before she had a chance to react or protest.
Kagome froze her mind dashing for an escape. He had imprisoned her body against the wall and his own, so that any movement from her would initiate intimate contact with him. His tongue forcefully dominated her mouth. She fought against the clamor of her senses, between anger and confusion as to why Renkotsu had forced himself on her. Her body was tense and her mind frantic. Finally she began to beat her fist against his chest, shaking her head from side to side, breaking his demanding kiss.
His eyes were on her body now, and suddenly, she felt a tremor of fear crept through her. He's not serious, she thought silently. He knew better than to touch her. Bankotsu had made it very clear to all that she was to be untouched, unharmed or there will be dire consequences. He leaned into kiss her again and she slapped him across the face leaving vivid imprints of her fingers on his cheek. She raised her hand to slap him again, but his fingers seized her arm as she raised it, his voice cold as he spoke.
"Like it rough, do you?" Renkotsu grabbed both her wrist and pinned it against the wall, he moved to devour her lips and she bit him. "Whore!" the insult was laconic, but fury burned in his voice and he slapped her across the face. She landed with a thud on the hardwood hallway clutching her palm to her burning cheek. Kagome jerked her head, anger evident in her eyes. Renkotsu matched the indignation that was hers as he tasted blood in his mouth. He stormed toward the Miko, splayed across the hallway. "Come here," he gritted his teeth.
Kagome jerked away from his grasp but he was fast and dragged her by the hair into the bedroom.
"Let go of me Renkotsu, or you'll be sorry!"
"Hmph." He tossed her tiny frame onto the bed, forcing the mattress to bounce slightly from the sudden intrusive force. "I want to see just how good that little pussy of yours is, that has gotten my brother so enthralled with you."
"Renkotsu, you don't know what you're doing. Bankotsu and I....we....there hasn't been anything between us."
"Even better. Learned the old Boleyn whore trick did you? Leave it to Bankotsu to be as dumb as the Tudor name." He grabbed her by the ankle and yanked her back toward him.
Her agonized feeling was swiftly replaced by shock and rage.
She could do it now.
She was more than capable of ending his life with the powers welled within her, but will she be able to control it once she unleashed it from herself? Even if she could control her powers how will she explain herself to Bankotsu? The man who had done so much for her?
Renkotsu is and will always be Bankotsu's favorite sibling. There were differences between them and many disagreements, but Bankotsu had always protected Renkotsu. Even when he was harsh on the others, he was always more gentle on Renkotsu. They were similar in the fact that they had always watched out for each other, so close, they might have been twins. How would Bankotsu feel if she had harmed Renkotsu to the point of no return? Renkotsu smiled down at her, the expression in his eyes letting her know that he was well aware of her dilemma.
"Hate me as much as you like Renkotsu," she told him as he began his assault on her body. "But you can't do this. Yo-" He covered her mouth with his hand, while the other shredded her clothes and within seconds his mouth found her firm breast. He took her breast into his mouth, suckled the areola, and then bit down on her hard, tearing through her skin. Kagome screams were muffled by his masculine hand over her.
He had just ripped her tiny underwear apart, tossing it to the side when he felt his body being pulled back and tossed to the side. Pain shot through him as his ribs hit hard against the edge of her vanity table. It took him a moment to focus around the voice that was yelling at him.
"What the FUCK do you think you're doing?" Bankotsu demanded tightly, his voice soft from heavy breathing. Kagome behind him had scurried toward the headboard and covered herself with a blanket tears were streaming down her cheeks.
"Get up." Bankotsu ordered as Renkotsu groaned clutching his side. "Get your fucking ass up right now! Of all the women, sluts and whores in Tokyo, you choose to force yourself on my Kagome, when I have specifically warned you.... you dumb shit. You disgust me you little disgrace!!"
"Disgrace? Me?" Renkotsu snapped back. "No, it is you who is the ignorant one and the one who have disgraced our family name, brother."
"Careful how you tread your words Renkotsu," Bankotsu warned.
"No, you be careful! Look at yourself!! Look at what she's done to you!! Do you know who she is? What she's capable of? Why do you insist on protecting her?"
"Renkotsu, you listen to me, and you listen very well. Kagome is my fiancée, and your future sister-in-law. You will show her respect or help me God," Bankotsu ground his teeth, his hands in tight fists so that his knuckles were white. "I'll....."
"You'll what?" Renkotsu challenged. "She will never be your wife. Don't you know she will kill us all? She's a curse, a witch. She's bewitched you!" Renkotsu grabbed his brother by the upper arms and shook him hoping to knock some sense into the man.
"How did you know about her?" Bankotsu asked gently removing his brother's hands from his body.
"You mean you knew? You knew and still you protect her?"
"I won't repeat myself Renkotsu. How. Did. You. .Her?"
"It doesn't matter. You need to get rid of her. You need to kill her, or I'll do it for you!!"
Bankotsu left hook his brother's face. His execution was with such precision and speed that it caught Renkotsu off guard and no time for defend.
"I don't ever want to see you near Kagome again. And I don't ever want to hear you speak of such nonsense, or I will kill you! Don't test me Renkotsu, you know I am capable of it. Now get your fucking ass out of here before I change my mind!"
Renkotsu rose from the floor wiping the blood away with the back of his hand. "You'll be sorry for that, brother," he told him as he left.
Bankotsu hurried to see Kagome as soon as Renkotsu turned his back to leave. Her body trembled with the effort of holding back her sobs.
"I am so sorry, beloved. I don't know what had gotten into him." He ran his hand through her hair, as he hugged her tight.
Kagome closed her eyes, shuddering slightly. Renkotsu couldn't have barged into her Suite and had tried to force himself on her.....She wasn't as weak and defenseless as she had felt lying beneath his hard body. Her heart was still pounding fiercely, her thoughts tormented by the hazy memory of Renkotsu's mouth against her own, his lips on her body. Then suddenly, she remember his bite, Kagome clutched the blanket to her chest.
"Let me see."
"I'm fine...it's nothing." She moved away from him.
He moved in front of her, frowning at her hesitation and the contempt in her voice. "Kagome, it won't happen again."
Bankotsu placed his hand on top of hers and pulled her hand along with the blanket along with it. His breathing hitched and she could tell he was irate by the sight of the teeth marks around her breast. She inhaled sharply and covered herself again.
"That bastard!!" Bankotsu gripped the blanket beneath him.
He wanted to burst from the anger roiling through him. Kagome was quiet she wasn't sure what she could say to explain for Renkotsu's action. She wasn't sure if she could forgive him for what he'd done. Yet, as if Renkotsu had known the nature of her dreams, but his calling her a whore had had an impact on her. To her chagrin, she felt ashamed.
Dirty.
Kagome shook her head to free herself from such thoughts.
She and Sesshomaru were nothing.
Will never be anything.
Dimly she felt herself being picked up, and carried, and she found comfort in Bankotsu's suddenly loud heartbeat. She looked up his face was stern and his eyes flickered with mixed emotions of anger, guilt, and worry. Bankotsu placed her in the tub and ran the water, gently washing the dried blood on her body off. With tender care he dried her when he was done and carried her back into the bedroom. She was quiet, surrendering to the luxury of his tending. Setting her on the bed, he went to her armoire and pulled out one of her silk chemise and dressed her.
He called for one of his men to bring her dinner from the apartment's kitchen service and ate with her. They chatted, he drew her mind toward other things to distract her solemn thoughts and she did the same for him. They pushed the incident past them as if it was a dream and had not happened. He watched as she yawned and he let his soothing words lure her to sleep.
He tucked her under the covers. Undressing himself to his briefs, he climbed in next to her, cuddling her against his warmth. Her small frame shifted to snuggle against him, her curvy bottom snuggling against his painfully hard cock.
"Get your head out of your pants, Bank," he muttered.
He'd just have to suffer.
She didn't need his lust right now, just his protection. That night for the first time, Bankotsu stayed with his Miko, so that he could watch over her and protect her.
He will always be her guardian angel.
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Behind the large antique decorative table sat the creator of HogoSha; Ryuukossei. His skin white as snow and his body perfectly formed in each and every detail. From his long blue hair to his graceful limbs and the arrangement of the lashes around his jewel-bright eyes. So green, and warm to gaze upon like an enticing pasture on a perfect Summer's day. His muscular body elongated by his lengthy legs, towered over many giving him a much threatening stature. The contradiction of his appeal, warm and caring look with the diabolic nature of an ancient Yokai made the men of HogoSha lower their heads with absolute respect.
Ryuukossei was a Kanji-Yokai, and half brother to Satan. Over the centuries he had fought tirelessly against his sibling to keep the world in order and free of his brother's greedy, malevolence intent of its inhabitants. He was powerful in strength as well as wisdom having survived centuries, soaking in new knowledge as the ages passed. He'd sought and enlisted only the most dedicated and determined individuals, humans, hanyous and youkais alike to become members of HogoSha; sacrificing their lives and livelihood to carry out a heavy task of keeping the world a safe place and peace in order. Their complementary personalities, goals and nature had been the glue that bound them together.
To them, "Protectors of Life" was no empty oath. It was a binding contract between themselves and their desire to free the living souls from Satan's heinous plots.
"What news of the Damnation have you got for me?" He asked his voice flowing smoothly across the room.
"We have found the Key at last" another member spoke. A hint of red, like garnets glinting in shadow, shone from their locks where the members had gathered.
"Good, then we shall proceed in ridding ourselves of the devastation that 'the Key' will bring upon us. Who is 'the Key' this time?" He queried impatiently.
"Your Eminence, she is a natural Miko,"
"A Miko?" Ryuukossei questioned a shocked countenance furrowed the lines on his forehead. "Most peculiar."
Through the centuries of protecting mankind, the 'Key' had always fallen upon ones with devious minds and heart. A Miko was supposed to be pure and true, even when 'dark Mikos' existed, none had taken the role of 'the Key'. He wondered what Satan was up to with this new alteration.
Satan's choleric temperament was due to the fact that he, Ryuukossei had always been able to surpass him in everything; from looks to intellect and physical strength. Displeased by his failed attempts to overpower his brother, Satan had conjured up a ploy to rid his brother for good. Unfortunately for him, his vassals and hired henchmen had turned on him and his plans backfired and were discovered before any harm could be done.
Because of this, their parents had banished him from the lands of the Gods, casted him away into the dark pitts of the underworld where he'd fumed and simmered.
Vowing to get revenge.
But because he could not attack the Gods and his half-brother directly, Satan decided that he would do harm to what was precious to their creation instead - Earth and its inhabitants. Ryuukossei, seeing Satan's devious plans to harm the living beings on Earth had volunteered to leave his humble home of luxury to form HogoSha, protecting the Earth and its livings.
"Proceed," Ryuukossei commanded.
"Yes, your Eminence. Her name is Kagome Higurashi."
"Where is this Kagome Higurashi?"
"She is with a man named Bankotsu, who is very powerful and influential. Not to mention there are secret security details and bodyguards protecting her at all times. She is a valuable asset to him and will not let anything harm her."
"Hmmm," he replied, stroking his chin in thought. "The bodyguards and security details do pose as a problem however it won't be such a problem that will stop us from what needs to be done. The Key will be eradicated for that is the very essence and reason why this secret society was created. We must come up with a solution to rid ourselves of 'the Key' with minimal disturbances of the natural world. "
"As a matter of fact your Eminence, I have already taken that step." Mukotsu spoke, stepping from out of the shadows. "May I introduce you to Renkotsu, Bankotsu's younger brother" at the introduction, Renkotsu stepped out from behind the screen and bowed.
"And what is he to do, Mukotsu?"
"Your Eminence, because Renkotsu knows the Miko and her affiliates, he has given us valuable information."
"Such as?"
This time Renkotsu didn't wait for someone else to answer for him. "Your Eminence," he began following the other's formal way of addressing the man behind the desk. "I propose that we call her using her brother as hostage. It will be the only way to get her alone, without the body guards or the secret security details. We will have her meet us in a secluded area where your men will have more than the powers to take her out."
"A good plan, however, I don't want the innocent getting involved." Ryuukossei glared at Renkotsu before continuing, "Especially a child."
"Your Eminence, we will only need to use him as a distraction. He will not be harmed." Mukotsu spoke quickly, fearing the impending wrath of his master.
"The child will be guaranteed of his safety. Not a scratch on him." Ryuukotssei ordered firmly.
"Yes, your Eminence." They all bowed in unison.
"Very well, you may proceed with the plans..."
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