Hell Hath No Fury

A/N: Review replies!!!!



Inuyashalover: YOU'RE SO WELCOME!!! I'm glad you liked the update! Hope you like this one! Much love!!!!



Selina: I'm glad you loved that chapter! It was totally made to be hysterical, lol! And who DOESN'T like to see Inuyasha squirm? It's just like...YARG! Admit your feelings already, you buttmunch, lol! And I like this Kouga, I'm glad you like him too!!!! "It's your story, dammit!!!" LOL! Now THAT made me LMAO really hard!!!! lol! And *cracks whip* get on it!!!!!! Write! Lol! Love ya!!!!!



A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the last chapter and if you haven't read it yet, get on it! Lol! Thanks for the reviews and I hope you enjoy the chapter!!!!)



~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~



"New arrivals? I wasn't told anything about new arrivals here."



Jakotsu shrugged and placed her hand on her skirted hip before extending a small stack of papers towards Bankotsu.



"Here's the paperwork; it's all official. I already spoke to Nacchan. He said to give it all over to you." was Jakotsu's reply to her oldest brother.



Bankotsu groaned slight as he sat up from the warm concrete of Houryu's roof. He'd actually managed to get some time to himself and of course, here came Jakotsu with this new little gem of information. Bankotsu sighed--sometimes being the leader of the Bad Four was more or less a grievence.



"Well fuck, why don't I just take over Houryu? I'm the one doing all the work. Fucking Naraku..." he grumbled.



Jakotsu sat kneeled down beside Bankotsu as his eyes scanned over the paperwork for the three new arrivals. Normally, it would unnerve anyone to be so close to Jakotsu, especially when "she" was wearing a girl's school uniform, consisting of the pleated bright red skirt, baggy white socks and white, short-sleeved blouse, but then again, the closest two on all of Houryu's campus was Jakotsu and Bankotsu. Bankotsu gave a small yawn as he continued to read over the paperwork.



"All girls, huh? This one is pretty hot."



"Which one?" Jakotsu asked, leaning closer.



Bankotsu sat the other two papers down in favor of the one with the picture of their newest student attached. She had piercing, sensual red eyes and her long, black hair was pulled into a single bun, while the rest trailed down from the bun in a wavy pattern. The photo was just a head and shoulder shot, as most pictures as these were, and it as apparent, she was completely undressed, atleast from the waist up.



"I'd do her in a second." Bankotsu grinned.



Jakotsu just rolled her eyes. Her thoughts weren't exactly on the three new arrivals or how fast Bankotsu would do them. Her thoughts were on Bankotsu's earlier statement...



"Nee, Banchan?"



"Hmm?" he asked, still looking at the pictures.



The second girl was just as cute, but had the most interesting hair color. It was a cream-colored sort of blonde that trailed all the way to the middle of her back. The cream color was enhanced by a thick outline of black hair. Her eyes were also peculiar--almost bright orange. For a moment, Bankotsu wanted to swear the two girls were related.



"Why don't you take over Houryu? You do do most of the work around here anyway, y'know?" Jakotsu asked..



Bankotsu shrugged with a small sigh.



"Please, it's not like I haven't thought about it."



"So what's stopping you?"



"That fucker Naraku. There's gotta be someway to overthrow him, but until I have a plan, I'm not just going to rush in only to get my balls sawed off."



Bankotsu eyed the final picture and saw a girl who looked just as playful as she did mischeivious. She had beautiful, jade eyes and long, flaming red hair that reminded Bankotsu of fresh lava when it poured out of a volcano. It was bright, but a very dark color as well. A purple iris was tucked between her left ear.



"Pigtails? At her age?" Jakotsu sighed in disapproval.



"Hey, I like her. She's really cute and she looks pretty...'playful', if you catch my drift." he grinned.



"Well, I don't. Like I said, men are more my forte. Now, why don't you start thinking of ways to overthrow Naraku? I mean, your his lapdog as it is. Surely you've seen some of his weaknesses, right?"



"Of course. His main weakness is that woman he's been obssessing for-fucking-ever over."



Jakotsu gave a slightly irritated sigh. She knew Bankotsu had every chance in the world, but he wasn't taking it. Why? Bankotsu stood up and stretched, brushing off his black pants and white, short-sleeved blouse with the red undershirt beneath. He loosened his red tie and readjusted his thin, braided ponytail.



"Where are you going?" Jakotsu asked, standing up with him.



"To meet these babes."



"Well, you'll have to wait. They don't arrive here until tomorrow morning. Anyway, Naraku asked us to feed his 'pet', so let's get moving."



"Yeah, yeah."



The two headed off of the school roof and down the state-of-the-art school elevator. The school was probably the greatest technological advancement around. Everything was new and updated and no students had complaints as long as they stayed on the good side of the leader and his top dogs. Bankotsu's mind wandered to the little genius prodigy he'd encountered at Mizuryu some time ago. He offered the kid a position at Houryu, but his loyalty was too rooted in Mizuryu. It was a real fucking shame too. While the elevator made it's way to the basement, Jakotsu decided to wait before pouncing on the subject of overthrowing Naraku again. What she didn't know, was if she could wait to pounce on Bankotsu. True, they were 'brothers' by blood, as were Renkotsu and Suikotsu, but Jakotsu only had feelings for her Banchan. Bankotsu was the oldest out of the four of them, with Jakotsu being the second, Suikotsu being the third and Renkotsu being the youngest, so once upon a time, Jakotsu just blamed her feelings on a misplaced sense of adoration for her older brother. That was another factor--They were both boys, despite the fact Jakotsu didn't associate himself with the male gender and preferred to be called 'her' or 'she'. And the fact that Bankotsu fully accepted Jakotsu's crossdressing from an early age only intensified Jakotsu's feelings for him. Jakotsu closed her eyes and her mind off to any sounds and allowed herself to be transported back in time, a time where Jakotsu was very confused about a lot of things. Jakotsu let the bonding memory between herself and Bankotsu play in her mind, and oh, what a sweet bonding memory it was...



A very young, three-year-old Jakotsu shyly watched his older brother training with their father, Suikokotsu, whose resemblence was passed onto his third son, Suikotsu. Jakotsu kept himself hidden behind the shoji screen out of both fear and admiration. Their father was a very kind person, with a kind smile and a gentle personality, but his major vice included having his four illigitimate children and leaving their mothers to fend for themselves and their children. It was about a week ago when Jakotsu's mother, a maid in a castle, informed Jakotsu that he'd be going to live with his exiled father and his other sons. Jakotsu didn't want to be sent away to live with his father, especially after never meeting him or his other sons, but that fear was quickly calmed the night Jakotsu arrived at his father's mountain home, just two nights ago. Suikokotsu welcomed his second child with open arms and a smile that made Jakotsu feel so much calmer. He'd also met his three other siblings--Four-year-old Bankotsu, three-year-old Suikotsu and three-year-old Renkotsu. Bankotsu was the first to take note of how feminine Jakotsu looked. It's something he'd heard all of his life--He would always hear the village women back home talk about his fair skin, his wavy black hair that was often kept in two, Chinese-styled buns and his soft voice. Suikotsu accepted him within an hour, while Renkotsu was extremely positive that Jakotsu was a girl. It was Bankotsu that stepped up for Jakotsu when Renkotsu's harrassing got to be too much. Now, shy little Jakotsu watched his father, a very skilled physician, train with his oldest son. Jakotsu couldn't help but notice how handsome and strong his older brother was. He had long, wild black hair that trailed to the middle of his back and looked as if he had no desire to tame it whatsoever. His sparkling gray eyes were full of mischief and energy. Suikokotsu noticed the shy child dressed in a white yukata, with white ribbons holding up the two buns in his hair. Never before, had he seen such a beautiful child, but when his second lover brought Jakotsu to his home, she demanded that Jakotsu be raised as a girl. Suikokotsu had no objections, after all, he'd wanted a daughter, but his past transgressions angered several warlords and assisted in his exile as well as the loss of the ability to reproduce.



"Hold on, Bankotsu..." he said, pausing his eldest son's training.



Jakotsu saw the large man walking towards them and shyly hid behind the door, whimpering a little bit. Would he get in trouble for spying? He'd been surrounded by women his entire life, so naturally, men scared him. But when the kind doctor kneeled down on the verdana surrounding the entire back garden and extended his hand to Jakotsu, he wasn't as afraid. Shyly taking his father's hand, Jakotsu allowed himself to be led by his father over to Bankotsu, who was handsomly dressed in a pure white karate uniform.



"Hey, Jakotsu-Chan!" he grinned.



"H...hi..." Jakotsu replied shly, hiding behind his father.



Suikokotsu just smiled gently at the child. Truly a beauty in ever since of the word and prettier than most girls. Suikokotsu kneeled down in front of both of his children.



"Jakotsu, have you always been raised as a girl?"



Jakotsu gave a small nod and the young Bankotsu almost seemed surprised by the reponse.



"Why? You're a boy, right?"



Jakotsu nodded quickly, a blush forming across his cheeks.



"Y...yes, but...my...my mother had wanted a daughter...and I...well...people tell me...I resemble one...so as long as it made my mother happy, I'll be a girl..."



"What about what makes you happy?" his father asked him.



Jakotsu considered the question for a long time, even after his father and Bankotsu finished their training. Of course, once dinner had ended, later on that evening, Renkotsu came to torture his older 'brother', followed by five other boys from the neighboring village where their father practiced his medicine. Renkotsu and his mini-gang chased little Jakotsu usually at this time of the evening, because he knew he'd never get in trouble--Bankotsu and their father usually went off training at this hour and Suikotsu usually spent his time in the village with his mentor, learning the way of medicine and healing. Jakotsu was fair game in his eyes. Besides, it just wasn't natural--Jakotsu was a boy, yet acted, spoke and dressed like a girl. It sickened him. When the small gang finally caught Jakotsu, it was in a field with tall grasses and near a stream. They kicked and beat him with stones and sticks and taunted him, warning Jakotsu that if he didn't stop acting like a girl, they'd kill him. The threat was only enhanced by Renkotsu's warning that he'd kill Jakotsu and even Bankotsu if Jakotsu didn't start living like a boy. By the time they were done hazing the boy, Jakotsu found himself laying in that same field, staring up at the night sky, out of one swollen eye and in a lot of pain. He reached up for a firefly that made itself be known by it's gentle light. Before he knew it, several more fireflies had come to play and light of the night. It was a beautiful scene, one that helped him take his mind off of the physical pain. Would he die there? Jakotsu had only been living with his father and other siblings for almost three days, so needless to say, it didn't take Renkotsu anytime to realize he hated Jakotsu. Jakotsu put his his wounded hands over his eyes and cried. He doubted anyone would hear him, but what was expected of him? He was scared, he was lost and he was alone...



"Jakotsu-Chan!"



The child turned his head to the side and saw a heavily-panting Bankotsu.



"B...Ban...kotsu..." Jakotsu whimpered.



Young Suikotsu and their father arrived quickly after Bankotsu. His father demanded to know who had done this to him, but Jakotsu wouldn't tell them anything. Suikokotsu went to pick up his gentle, wounded son and carried him back to the top of their mountain home, followed by his other two sons. Renkotsu usually came home on his own when it got too dark, so Suikokotsu didn't worry as much. After bathing Jakotsu, treating his wounds and dressing him in a fresh yukata for the evening, he laid Jakotsu down on his futon and let him rest. Jakotsu was barely asleep when the door to his room slid open and in walked Bankotsu with a fresh jug of water and some crudely-made sweet rolls. Jakotsu sat up, despite the treated wounds he bore and accepted his company and his food and water. Bankotsu noticed how more of a girl Jakotsu looked like when his hair wasn't in those buns. His long, black hair trailed all the way down to his knees, just about and it was so well-kept and managed. Bankotsu envived Jakotsu for his hair management, atleast slightly. His father and the village women always chastised him for having such unruly hair.



"Who did this to you?" Bankotsu asked, his voice quiet, but demanding.



Jakotsu turned his head to the side.



"Does it matter...? I...I've decided something..."



"What's that?"



"I...I want to try being a boy..."



Bankotsu just replied curtly that it was his decision. Jakotsu's resolve to live as a man lasted until he was about thirteen, almost ten years later. If he was teased or bulled by Renkotsu or any of the village boys, it was because of how naturally fair and naturally wavy and beautiful he was, but other than that, Jakotsu had found some peace and yet, contempt at being scared into living like a boy for the past ten years. He was doing a really good job at it too...Until Bankotsu, away with his father for almost an entire summer, returned mid-fall. Jakotsu was excited, because it was terrible not having Bankotsu around for almost three months. He rushed down the mountain to greet him and his father, but stopped dead in his tracks. Bankotsu was only a year older than him, and he'd only been gone for three months, but in that time...Bankotsu had come back a man, to say the least. He had bigger muscles, seemed inches taller than Jakotsu and seemed more mature. Jakotsu almost didn't recognize him, save for those pretty gray eyes and wild hair.



"Hey, Jakotsu-kun! I'm back!"



When Bankotsu hugged him, Jakotsu felt the heat rise to his cheeks. What was happening to him? He hadn't felt this attraction to Bankotsu since he was a child. Jakotsu hugged Bankotsu back and was very embarrassed when the tears began to roll down his cheeks. Bankotsu just grinned and patted Jakotsu on the head.



"You've gotten shorter too! And prettier!"



"I...I have not!" Jakotsu blushed.



"You've just grown, son. Come, let's head back to the home and prepare a feast in your return. Jakotsu, I assume all has been well since we've been gone?" their father asked him.



"Yes, father. I kept the house clean and kept our siblings fed, as well as kept up on my training."



"That's my boy." Suikokotsu grinned in reply.



That's my boy...The words rang clear in Jakotsu's mind. Something he'd been so used to hearing, he thought he'd been used to it. Sure, he'd been living as a man for almost ten years, but why did Bankotsu's return invoke feelings inside of him that he'd had when he was living as a girl? In the days following Bankotsu's return, Jakotsu learned just how much of a man he'd become--He'd already slept with three different girls. Sex was something all of his brothers had done. All but Jakotsu. Even the kind Suikotsu had found a little girlfriend in the village and made it with her. Renkotsu had many, many girls he'd slept with, but Jakotsu...? At dinner a few nights later, Renkotsu asked when Jakotsu was going to finally jump on the bandwagon and lay with a girl. Jakotsu didn't have an answer and couldn't even look Bankotsu in the eye as he talked about some of the pretty girls he'd seen over the summer. Suikokotsu let Jakotsu know that it was alright for him to wait to bed a woman and the conversation changed gears. That night, as Jakotsu sat in the bathtub, he imagined himself in the arms of his big brother, Bankotsu. What would it be like to be held by those strong arms? Jakotsu wrapped his own arms around him in a feeble attempt to imitate the feeling of Bankotsu's embrace, but it was no good. Jakotsu had always had a very feminine figure, even with the training he'd been doing. It wasn't as if he didn't appreciate the female form, and he had several girls admit their feelings for him, but...His heart just wasn't in it. Certainly not enough to lay with them. It'd always been for Bankotsu, even when they were younger. Was it the way Bankotsu always protected him? Or could it have been his energetic look on life? Could it have been how he'd always felt connected to him...? Whatever the case, Jakotsu closed his eyes and prayed to the gods that they'd forgive him for the sin whispered from his delicate lips...



"Kamisama...I love Bankotsu...I want him to hold me like he does those other girls...I want him to love me in return..."



And for the first time in his entire life, he'd felt freer with himself. He allowed himself self-pleasure at all of the wonderous thoughts of the things Bankotsu could do to his body and when he sat there sometime later, relishing in his self-induced orgasm, he washed himself thoroughly and promised to leave his feelings in the bathroom. Bankotsu could never know of his feelings for him. His resolve had barely been hardened when he exited the bathroom and Suikotsu approached him, saying Bankotsu wanted to see him in his room. Jakotsu thanked Suikotsu--he was turning into a fine doctor and was just as kind and as caring as their father. Dressing in a dry, white yukata, Jakotsu headed for Bankotsu's room, which was decorated with the many things he'd acquired over his journey. Vases, scrolls, clothing and different weapons, including a very large halbred resting against the wall.



"You called for me, Bankotsu?"



"Hey, Jakotsu! Come in here, I have something for you."



"Me...?"



Jakotsu closed the sliding door behind him and sat patiently as Bankotsu stood up and headed over to his closet. He pulled out a delicately wrapped package and a small, brown box. He sat them in front of Jakotsu, who was very surprised.



"What are these?"



"Gifts. I got 'em especially for you."



Jakotsu unwrapped the first package and found it to be a very beautiful, pale-pink kimono, almost the color of a cherry blossom, with light pink butterflies covering it and a soft, pale-red sash. Jakotsu looked at Bankotsu with a very confused look.



"It's...it's so beautiful, but I can't wear this. It's a woman's kimono."



"I doubt it'd look good on anyone but you, Jakotsu-Chan." Bankotsu grinned.



Jakotsu couldn't keep the blush from spreading on his delicate cheeks. Did Bankotsu still know of his desire to resume living as a woman? Maybe it was just coincidence. Like, maybe a girl didn't want it...? He sat the kimono off to the side and opened the brown box, extremely startled when music came from the wooden box. While the melody of the familiar village lullaby "Dearest"* played, Jakotsu took the time to notice the contents of the box. Inside were a small tin of red and pink rouges for the lips, very different shades of coloring for the eyelids and a small bottle of perfume that radiated into Jakotsu's senses. It smelled amazing, almost like roses. Jakotsu looked up at Bankotsu once more, who just had his silly grin on his face.



"What do you think? I bet you'd make better use of those things than any girl would. I've seen some pretty girls, but none prettier than my kid brother!"



Bankotsu almost thought he'd said the wrong thing when tears began to spill down Jakotsu's cheeks. Jakotsu tried wiping them away with the back of his gentle hand and Bankotsu quickly asked him what the matter was.



"I'm...I'm just so happy. Bankotsu...when would you like to see me wear this?" he asked, holding the kimono close to his chest.



Bankotsu blushed this time around, wondering why his opinion would matter. Bankotsu thought about Jakotsu's question for a moment and gave him an answer.



"I think I'd like to see you wear it at the Autumn Leaves Festival. It's just a week away."



Jakotsu nodded and examined the handmade kimono in detail. It truly was beautiful.



"Bankotsu, I've been thinking..."



"About what?"



"Living as a woman again." he slowly.



"Okay."



Jakotsu gaped at Bankotsu for a good ten seconds before stammering out,



"Wh...what?"



"I said it's fine. You were prettier as a girl anyway. Now you look like a real 'pretty boy'." He chuckled.



"That's mean!"



"But it's true. You should go back to being a girl. Dad told me he misses having a 'daughter' and I miss having my cute 'little sister'."



"But...Renkotsu will...!"



Jakotsu quickly covered his mouth and saw the anger spark in Bankotsu's eyes.



"Renkotsu will...what?"



"I...I don't want to upset Renkotsu or Suikotsu or embarrass them or anything."



"Why would Suikotsu care? Suikotsu has always loved you, regardless of what you want to be. Now..."



Bankotsu leaned in closer to Jakotsu and lowered his voice.



"What about Renkotsu...? He hasn't been doing anything to you, has he?"



"N...never! Renkotsu would never hurt me!" Jakotsu lied.



Bankotsu seemed satisfied with that answer, but another question entered his mind.



"So, if you're living as a girl, even though you're a guy, does this mean you'll like men too?"



The flaring blush on Jakotsu's cheeks was really all the answer Bankotsu nodded. So, his little brother liked men. It didn't really bother him as much as Jakotsu thought it did. It was becoming a more common, yet slightly taboo thing. Perhaps it was a good thing that Jakotsu was so feminine looking. As long as no one dared a peek at Jakotsu's body...Bankotsu narrowed his eyes slightly at the sudden invading thought. Why did it anger him for any man to touch Jakotsu? It was obvious Jakotsu was a homosexual, but...the thought of another man touching him in that way...disgusted him.



No man would ever good enough for his little Jakotsu.



The days passed and soon, the festival was upon them. Suikokotsu had dressed Renkotsu, Bankotsu and his near-namesake, Suikotsu, in their finest kimons. A pale green one for Suikotsu, a red one for Renkotsu, and a royal blue one for Bankotsu.



"Jakotsu, hurry the hell up! We're gonna miss it!" Renkotsu yelled from the living room.



"Give him a minute, son. He did spend some serious time taming that mess your brother calls hair." he chuckled at Bankotsu.



Suikokotsu was more than surprised, however, that Bankotsu even let someone, much less another man, tame that mass of hair. The long, thin braided ponytail did look good on his eldest son and had only taken up about an hour of Jakotsu's time. Now, they waited for Jakotsu so they could all venture down to the festival as a family. Suikokotsu sighed nostolgically at the thought. In almost two years, all four of his boys would be venturing to the big city for high school and ready to take on their fates as Toushi. Suikokotsu sighed heavily at the thought, but knew he'd kept his sons from fate long enough.



"Jakotsu...!" Renkotsu barked once more.



"Coming, coming!"



When the doors to the living room slid open, Suikokotsu and his three sons stared in complete disbelief. Had they not recognized Jakotsu's very feminine voice, they would have been certain a strange woman had entered the house unannounced.



"J...Jakotsu...!" Bankotsu's eyes were wide with surprise and not at how he was dressed.



But at how beautiful Jakotsu looked.



The soft pink kimono fit him perfectly and the pale-red sash around Jakotsu's waist only emphasized what a petite build he had. Jakotsu's lips were painted a soft red with rogue and a soft, green eyeshadow covered the ends of his lids. His long, black hair had been pulled up into a style they hadn't seen on Jakotsu in years--Two, chinese buns, held with pink ribbons, with the rest of his beautiful, straight black hair hung down his back and was tied at the end with a white bow. He even wore the white socks and split-toed sandals.



"Um...I...have decided that I want to continue to live as girl."



Suikokotsu was up so quick, his sons feared for Jakotsu's life. But when the mountain of a man embraced Jakotsu, even catching a whiff of her rose-scented perfume, no one knew exactly what to say.



"Jakotsu, I'm so glad! I'm surprised, but glad that I have my daughter back!"



"Now wait just a fucking second...!"



Renkotsu stood up, completely livid at his family for their quick acceptance of Jakotsu's new look. True, Jakotsu was prettier than most girls when wearing the clothes that suited a young woman, but the fact of the matter is that this was wrong.



Really wrong.



"Dad, what's everyone gonna say?! It's completely unnatural!"



Bankotsu stood up and walked over to Jakotsu, whose natural blush stained his cheeks. Even in sandals, Jakotsu was still almost four or five inches shorter than Bankotsu. Bankotsu knew that no matter what, no girl would be as beautiful as Jakotsu.



"If anyone does anything to hurt you or make fun of you in any way, I'll take care of them."



He turned and glared at Renkotsu with a hard smile on his face.



"Be they friend or family."



Renkotsu settled down and didn't say another word as the family quickly accepted Jakotsu's new decision and headed down to the festival together. Before they left the house, Jakotsu had one request.



"Please, I'll only be referred to as 'she' or 'her'. Please don't mention me as 'him' or 'he'."



The request seemed reasonable enough and enough proof that Jakotsu wasn't playing around. Suikokotsu turned to his 'daughter' and smiled.



"You understand the hardships you'll endure, right?"



"I...I do, and I don't care. Father, when I was a child, you told me, 'What makes you happy?' I realized...I was happier being a girl than I ever was a boy."



"Then, we'll respect your wishes, Jakotsu dear." he said, kissing his daughter's forehead.



Jakotsu felt free and happier than he had in a very long time. Despite the stares that the family got with Jakotsu's new appearance, young men still approached her and people still accepted her. Certain people, anyway. Young girls approached him, admiring his beauty and how she'd looked so much better as a woman. A few men were put off, but still attracted to Jakotsu, even when he'd been a boy all the time. Jakotsu, as a woman, was almost irresistable. Bankotsu stayed by his side the entire festival, winning Jakotsu prizes, enjoying some of the treats, and scaring away any suitors with ill-intentions. Halfway through the festival, Bankotsu excused himself to use the bathroom, Suikotsu had left with their father to explore the medicinal shops set up, and Renkotsu hadn't been seen since they'd arrived at the festival. Jakotsu almost felt apprehensive, but people were still very kind to her, nonetheless. Despite Bankotsu's orders to stay near the large oak tree where he'd left her, Jakotsu found herself wandering around the festival, taking in the sights on her own.



"Yo, Jakotsu-Chan!"



Jakotsu turned at the sound of the unfamiliar voice and saw a very handsome young man approaching her. She recognized him instantly as Hiroki Tasumiyo--One of the boys that had tortured her along with Renkotsu and still picked on her from time to time. Her first instinct was to run, but the words she never expected left his mouth and she was compelled to stay...



"You look really amazimg as a girl. I always thought you looked better as a girl, anyway."



"R...really?" Jakotsu asked with surprise.



"Yep! So...where's Bankotsu?" he asked, looking for any sign of him.



"He went off to use the restroom, but he'll be back soon."



"Tch, bummer...I wanted to talk to you alone."



The heat rushed to Jakotsu's cheeks when she realized the undertones of his voice. Did Hiroki want to...? Against her better judgement and at the exciting chance of her first, sexual encounter, she let Hiroki slip his arm around her shoulder and guide her to the steps of the temple in the distance. Jakotsu had heard about something like this--Couples would usually sneak away and do...'things'. She'd never saw Hiroki in a potential 'boyfriend' light, but...he did look handsome in that blue kimono. A fleeting thought crossed her mind: Would Bankotsu be mad at her? Though fleeting, the thought left an impact on her heart. Why did she feel like she was betraying Bankotsu? She didn't have much time to reflect on it as Hiroki led her to a secluded area in the forest, near the old temple. Her heart began to race and it definitely wasn't in anticipation...



"M...maybe we should go back to the festival. Bankotsu will be looking for me."



"No can do, you fag." Hiroki turned and smirked at her.



Jakotsu went to take a step backward only to feel two, strong hands on her shoulders. That was another thing she had come to dislike about her feminine features--she was usually shorter than boys. She glanced over her shoulders in pure terror and saw another one of Renkotsu's friends, smirking at her.



"Hey, beautiful. Long time no see."



"Pl...please, let me go...!" Jakotsu cried out nervously.



"Hell, no."



Jakotsu recognized the voice and watched as Renkotsu appeared out of the shadows, with the remaining three of his friends. All of which had torture Jakotsu at some point. Jakotsu tried to free herself, but the confinement of her kimono hindered her movement greatly.



"Renkotsu...!" Jakotsu said, almost pleading.



Renkotsu approached Jakotsu slowly and before she could even blink, brought his hand down hard upon her face, bruising it slightly.



"You fucking disgust me, fag. You want to act like, and be treated like a girl? Fine, then. All girls liked to be fucked."



Jakotsu raised her head in terror. Surely, he didn't mean to...?



"But...! But I...!"



Renkotsu reached out and grabbed Jakotsu's long trail of hair and yanked her forward. She fell to her knees, tears already starting to pool in her eyes. The boys surrounded her, all chuckling.



"Don't tell me you're still a virgin, Jakotsu-Chaaaan..." Renkotsu chuckled.



Jakotsu bit her lip and turned to her brother, pain filling her eyes.



"I'm saving it! Stay away from me!"



"No way. Have fun boys." Renkotsu waved dismissively as he went to take a seat on a nearby stump to watch the action.



Jakotsu went to scream as hands came from all over, pulling her kimono off of her shoulders, opening it to reveal her bare chest.



"Ugh, Jakotsu is a boy after all!" one said in mock-disgust.



Jakotsu struggled with all she had even when a pair of hands yanked her hair and sent all of her hair flying around her haphazardly. They forced her onto her stomach and in Renkotsu's direction. She reached out to him, begging his help, but he only gave her a nasty smile.



"Fag. Take it."



Jakotsu closed her eyes tightly. Fine...if they wanted her to be a woman, she'd act like a woman. She reached up her hand and placed it on the hand holding her mouth. He shuddered when he felt Jakotsu's tongue paint suggestive patterns on his palm.



"Heh...now he's starting to act like a woman..."



His words were cut short when Jakotsu replaced her tongue with her teeth and bit him so hard, she could taste his blood. He yanked his hand away from her mouth, allowing her time for one word...



"BANKOTSU!!!!!!!"



"You fucking bitch...!" Renkotsu yelled, running forward.



Renkotsu delivered a crushing kick to Jakotsu's stomach, watched her eyes widen and then watched her body go limp.



"Do whatever the fuck you want with her now."



When the wind picked up unexpectedly, the everyone froze. The wind howled unnaturally and it seemed that there was something coming towards them. When several trees began to fall rapidly, leading a trail straight to them, no one moved, just stared in terror as Bankotsu calmly walked out of the debris of clear trees. Bankotsu saw the sight before him--Jakotsu forced on her stomach, surrounded by the group of boys, kimono hiked up around her thighs and yanked off of her shoulders. Her hair was in disarray and there was blood on her lips. Her cheek looked bruised from where someone had hit her.



"B...Bankotsu..." Renkotsu stammered.



Bankotsu locked his eyes with Renkotsu's and just smirked, but it definitely wasn't a good sign.



"Don't say I didn't fucking warn you, Renkotsu..."



~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~



Festival goers were both horrified and shocked as they watched Bankotsu walk through the festival grounds, covered in blood and Jakotsu limply on his back. Someone alerted their father, who came rushing to their aid.



"Son! What happened?! What happened to Jakotsu...?!"



"Th...that bastard son of yours..."



Bankotsu didn't even need to finish his statement when Suikokotsu took Jakotsu off of his son's back and held her in his arms. He'd examined and seen women sexually abused and raped before. The thought of someone he knew and cared about doing this to their own sibling...He held Jakotsu close to him and asked Bankotsu where Renkotsu and his friends were.



"Near the temple."



Suikokotsu looked at the village leader who needed no more persuasion. A group of men rushed towards the temple and came upon the sight of Renkotsu and his friends, beaten, bloodied and completely unconscious. Back with Suikokotsu, his two sons and wounded daughter, as he had once before, he stripped, cleansed and treated any wounds Jakotsu had obtained. Atleast he knew who'd attacked Jakotsu all those years ago. He calmed Bankotsu down and reminded him of the way of the warrior--Revenge wouldn't get him anywhere, even if it would make Bankotsu feel better. When Suikokotsu was assured that Bankotsu would leave Renkotsu's punishment to him, he left him with Jakotsu for the evening. Bankotsu sat by Jakotsu's futon, staring at his beautiful sister. Jakotsu couldn't be blamed for how he really felt, or even how he'd been born, so why were people trying to make it seem like what made him happiest was a crime? Bankotsu leaned over, brushing the bandage on the side of Jakotsu's face and despite the wrongness of what he was about to do, he pressed his lips gently to Jakotsu's. Even her lips were soft...just like a real girl's. Jakotsu could feel the warmth upon her lips and hovering over her and slowly opened her eyes. Bankotsu quickly pulled back at the same time Jakotsu sat up, putting her fingers to her lips. A blush stained her cheeks and Bankotsu quickly made up an excuse to leave.



"I...I've always wanted you to do that to me."



Those words alone halted Bankotsu's leave and he turned to look at Jakotsu, who stared down at her blankets.





"I...I know what I feel for you is wrong. It's just as wrong as my declaration of womanhood, but...is it really so wrong if it makes me happy?"



Bankotsu kneeled down on one knee beside Jakotsu's futon and reached out his hand once more. He gave Jakotsu a crooked smile, which was a sure-fire way of Bankotsu showing his embarrassment.



"Jakotsu...you're prettier than most girls, you'rer my brother, and I know what we're doing is wrong. But what can I say? I like you."



"L...like me? Really...?" Jakotsu smiled with tears.



"Without a doubt."



"Then..."



Jakotsu turned her head for a moment and muttered something under her breath. Training had enhanced Bankotsu's hearing one-hundred fold, so despite she'd spoken as if she didn't want to be heard, Bankotsu heard her loud and clear.



"Once you're healed...I'll take your first time." he replied with a smile.



Jakotsu spun her head to look at him, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, almost toppling them over.



"I'm healed, I promise!!!"



Bankotsu laughed and just hugged the overly excitable Jakotsu. He knew he was seeing a side of her that never would have been seen if Jakotsu were still forcing herself to be a man. In his eyes, Jakotsu was a woman, through and through...



The dinging of the elevator brought Jakotsu back into the present. Even though Renkotsu had been punished severely and Bankotsu had never made good on his promise to take her first time, Jakotsu was just glad that even after all these years, Bankotsu was still by her side. Sure, he comforted her by giving her hugs and such, but she always questioned why he never...took her. To this day, Jakotsu would remain a virgin until Bankotsu decided to claim it from her. The elevator doors opened, revealing a long corridor in the basement of the school. Jakotsu rubbed her arms for warmth as the sounds of her heels and Jakotsu's gym shoes clacked on the cold floor.



"I hate coming down here to this creepy place, Banchan. She's Naachan's pet, why doesn't he feed her?"



Bankotsu just shrugged and walked ahead to the metal door in front of them. After finding the right key, he unlocked the door and pulled it open. The room was actually a lot warmer than he'd have guessed. He smirked at the girl shackled to the wall--her hair was torn and tattered, her uniform was all but shredded off of her, completely revealing her white panties and her braless breasts beneath her shirt. Jakotsu kneeled down in front of Naraku's prisoner and put her hand to her cheek. Groaning slightly, the beauty raised her head and saw Jakotsu and Bankotsu. Bankotsu had food and Jakotsu was searching her eyes for something.



"Hey, you still alive?"



"Barely...What do you want?"



"We brought you food."



Bankotsu's next move surprised even Jakotsu. He kneeled down as Jakotsu stood up and sighed.



"Look, if you just tell us where the kid is, we'll let you go."



"I will not."



Bankotsu shrugged and snapped his fingers. Jakotsu kneeled down and began to feed the prisoner the meal consisting of fish, rice and bread. They stayed down there with her, feeding her, for about fifteen minutes. As they headed for the door, the prisoner called out to Jakotsu. Jakotsu told Bankotsu to go on ahead of him. Bankotsu shrugged and headed back upstairs. Jakotsu made sure Bankotsu was gone and kneeled back down in front of her.



"Jakotsu, is the child still safe...?" the prisoner asked weakly.



"Yeah. Don't worry, Ryouta's still safe, Kikyou. I promise, I'll get you out of here and fast."



Jakotsu hugged her gently and sighed.



"I promise, Kikyou...You're not the only one who wants to protect someone from that monster named Naraku."



~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~



(A/N: WOOT WOOT! Another update and a little history about the Bad Four, but more specifically, Bankotsu and Jakotsu. Like most characters in the story, they have a HUGE complicated relationship. And *GASP* Kikyou makes an appearance!!! And if I see any flames about boyxboy love, I'll be pissed. I'm pretty sure I put it in the disclaiming warnings! Anyways, as you can see, I have totally no problem making Jakotsu crazy in love with his/her older brother, lol. Anyway, hope you liked this chapter!!! Expect an update soon! Reviews! I love the reviews!!! Thanks, all!!!!! The plot thickens!!!!)