You can Bank on it

You can Bank on it!

Answer to Zak's challenge... Bankotsu and Kouga- you got it!

The barrier around Mt Hakurei dissipated to the point that it was safe to enter the supposed holy ground. No one knew for certain if Naraku was hiding here, but it was the most logical place to find him. All indications from the stories of the villagers they met along the way pointed directly here. It was just after Naraku had his fight with Sesshomaru and InuYasha at the phantom castle and then disappeared that the fabled mount began to glow red. Mt Hakurei was supposedly the most pure place in all of Japan, its ground able to fell the most heinous demon and purify its demonic power. But Naraku was no ordinary demon, and the red barrier about the mountain reeked of Naraku's handiwork. Still, no one had actually seen positive proof that the half-demon was residing in the holy mountain. None of his minions, or his army of lesser demons, was sighted in the area. That was suspicious also. Everywhere else, demonic activity was heavy, but here, nothing at all.

That didn't stop InuYasha and his traveling companions from coming to this mountain. The brief sighting of Sesshomaru nearby didn't allay any of their suspicions either. Kouga was hell-bent on finding Naraku and avenging his fallen comrades. Although killing Kagura would ease some of his burden, he knew that she only did the dirty work; Naraku had pulled her strings. That's what had led the Wolf Demon Prince and his two best friends to this place.

Ginta and Hakkaku rested right where Kouga told them to stay, several wolves stood guard nearby. It had been almost a full day, and there was no sign of their prince. InuYasha and Kagome had gone to try and find their friends who ventured up the mountain when the barrier was still strong. Being human, Miroku and Sango weren't affected by the barrier's purifying effect. With the barrier weakened, the search was on. Ginta wanted to go and try and find Kouga, but Hakkaku reminded him that their orders were explicit, and not to be disobeyed. Should anything befall their leader, it would be up to those two to warn the rest of the tribe. So, here they sat, hoping that no harm had come to the one they relied on and loved more than any other in the world.

A little more than halfway up the holy mountain, Kouga stopped and rested. He had been climbing up the spiraling pathway since dawn, and had not found an entry into the core of the mountain. Sniffing the air, he coughed out, "I know you're here, Naraku. Your filthy stench is everywhere." He waited just a few minutes, and once he caught his second wind, continued on his trek up the steep slope.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of someone he seemed to recognize. It was a young human male. He thought he heard InuYasha say it was the young female demon slayer's brother, Kohaku. Yeah, that's right. The kid was felled by Naraku and was now being controlled by him through a jewel shard in his back. Well, if the kid was here, then surely Naraku wasn't too far away. The sight of one of Naraku's minions was all he needed to spur him on and soon, he saw the boy casually walk into the side of the mountain.

Sneaking up behind, he saw the entrance he had sought for most of the day. It was hardly more than a large crack in the rock, but if the boy could easily walk through it, and then he could too. Waiting just a minute after Kohaku's disappearance into the mountain, Kouga followed. The crack was actually larger than it first appeared and he had no trouble slipping though into a large cavern. There appeared to be only one way to go, and that was straight ahead. The further away from the entryway, the darker it got, and finally Kouga was walking in a near pitch-black environment. He used his hands to trace along the walls of the cave and gingerly moved forward on uncertain ground. His sense of smell was useless, all he could take in was a lingering scent of Naraku, and even that wasn't getting any stronger the farther he ventured.

Time seemed to stand still, and he had no idea how long he actually had been walking in the cave. The jewel shards in his legs gave him the added strength he needed to keep walking, when the rest of his body became weary. He leaned against the cold stone to catch his breath. He hadn't realized he had been panting. As he rested against the hard cave wall, he turned his head and saw a light. It flickered dimly, but in the pitch-dark of the cave, it was like a beacon calling to him.

Following the illumination, he made his way to a large, open room. There was a railed walkway that encircled a gigantic hole in the middle of the room, crude torches lined the wall. When he approached the edge of the hole he looked down over the railing. He couldn't see anything, so he grabbed a torch and threw it down the hole. He held onto the railing and stared at the fiery wooden stick as it fell. It was an abyss that didn't seem to have an end as the torch could be seen falling, its flame becoming dimmer the further it fell, till finally it faded out completely. Kouga jumped back from the guardrail and clung to the wall. There was no way he wanted to end up in there.

From this vantage point, he could look up and see that the hole didn’t start where he was, but was actually a continuation of one that started high up. He decided to investigate the origin, and if all went his way, his prey would be there. Staying close to the wall, he climbed, again grateful that the shards in his legs prevented them from getting tired easily. The assent was long and winding. Finally, the walkway ended, and he found himself facing another cavern. This one wider than the original he had entered earlier; and better lit. Peering around the corner from his vantage point, he checked for adversaries. Finding the area vacant, he went in, venturing farther from the safety of the stone wall.

He was about a hundred yards into the cavern when he heard metal scraping along stone. He turned to see the cause and there stood the leader of the Band of Seven, the one called Bankotsu. The leader didn’t appear very old, and in stature was much smaller than most of the others in his ‘family’, but had the reputation of being the fiercest. Perhaps it was his youthful appearance that most took for granted. Like the youthful-appearing Sesshomaru, he wore white haori and hakama that cinched the ankles. His lightly tanned skin, long black braid that hung just above his knees, and the star-shaped mark on his forehead made him look like he was merely a teenager. Resting on his shoulder was an oversized blade. Even that giant blade he wielded, Banyru, seemed to make him appear more demure than he really was. Looks were often deceiving, and in this case, anyone mistaking his man for a harmless teenager had found his life cut short.

He was also the best warrior and earned the right to call himself the Band of Seven’s leader, having proven to be a ruthless killer with no conscious. He had even killed one of his own, after finding that one had killed another “family” member just to retrieve the life-giving shard. He had a reminder of his fallen comrades shards embedded in his body; the six jewel shards that Naraku had used to give them back their mortal lives. With the one that was used to bring his body back to life, that gave him seven, five more than Kouga. He had no great love for Naraku, for he knew that once his purpose was fulfilled, Naraku would tear the shards from his body and send him back to the pile of ash from which he was resurrected. He however, wanted to live, as a man for what would be a “normal” life-span and no one was going to stop that, least of all the lesser wolf demon that stood before him.

Kouga turned and squared his body facing Bankotsu. “I have no fight with you. My fight is with Naraku. Why don’t you just turn around and leave, and I won’t have to hurt you.”

“Sorry, Wolf-boy, but I can’t let you do that. See, I have instructions that you and that half-demon, InuYasha are to be dispensed with. And, once I receive a commission for a job, I can’t stop until it’s done.” Bankotsu was cock-sure of himself and his abilities. He knew about Kouga’s jewel-enhanced legs, and he decided that he wanted those too. “Besides, you have something I want.”

Kouga placed his hands on his hips. “Yeah, and what’s that?”

“You have two more shards of the sacred jewel, and I want them.” Bankotsu pointed to Kouga’s legs with his Banryu.

“Well, I ain’t giving them up. You’re gonna have to take ‘em from me.” Kouga was bound and determined there was going to be a fight now. He lost the shard in his arm to Naraku, and temporarily was disabled when Kagura ripped them out of his legs. No one was going to get another chance to get them again.

Bankotsu sighed. “Why does everyone always want to fight? Wouldn’t it just be easier to give them to me now, and maybe I will forget the part about killing you?”

Kouga was not impressed with Bankotsu, and decided that instead of losing his two shards, he would take the seven the other had. “Maybe I should just kill you and take yours. That seems more to my liking.”

Bankotsu started to laugh, almost doubling at the waist with this humorous thought. “Tell you what, Wolf-boy. You and I can fight it out. I won’t even use my Banryu. Just the two of us, but I tell you, I don’t think you have a chance.” With that, he took the Banryu and buried the point in earthen floor of the cave.

Kouga removed his sheathed sword and tossed it aside and charged at Bankotsu, who easily sidestepped the wolf demon, causing Kouga to run face-first into the stone wall. “Come on, Kouga, can’t you do better than that?”

Kouga pushed off the wall, rubbed the back of his hand over some minor scrapings and glared at the reincarnated human. “Yeah, I can do better.” With that, he ran at Bankotsu and then leapt into the air, kicked his left leg straight at the black-haired man’s head. Again, the target moved with ease and avoided contact with the jewel-enhanced leg. This time, Kouga landed with a thud on his right hip. He cringed but didn’t give any verbal indication how much it really hurt.

Bankotsu stood there, hands on hips, threw back his head and laughed. So far, he had moved to the left and moved to the right, avoided two lame attacks. Now it was his turn. He calmly walked over to the fallen Kouga and grabbed his highly-prized ponytail with his right hand. He raised his right arm above his head, pulling Kouga upright in the process and stared into his blue eyes. Holding Kouga’s gaze, he reared up his left arm, fisted his hand and punched the wolf demon in the solar plexus. A stunned Kouga coughed up a small amount of blood, which he promptly spit into Bankotsu’s face.

Bankotsu wiped his face with the back of his left hand and licked at it. “Not too bad tasting. I’ve had worse wolf blood before. Let’s see what else of yours I can taste.” Another punch doubled Kouga over, followed by a knee up under the wolf demon’s jaw, which would have sent Kouga flying against the wall, if he wasn’t still held by his hair. Bankotsu wrapped his left leg around the back of Kouga’s knees and pulled forward, knocking the victim backward. This time Bankotsu let go his grasp on Kouga’s hair, causing Kouga to fall onto his back. Bankotsu jumped up and brought both feet down and ground them into Kouga’s midsection.

Kouga’s head and shoulders came off the floor as he wrapped his arms around his stomach and attempted to dislodge the feet firmly planted there. He coughed, more blood trickled from the side of his mouth.

Bankotsu wasn’t done, he wanted to play more. He jumped off to the side and bent down, took his right hand and grabbed Kouga’s armor, the other hand grabbed Kouga’s loin pelt. He lifted the wolf demon up with little effort, spun him around and threw him head first into the stone wall. This knocked Kouga out cold.

Kouga didn’t know how long he had been unconscious, but when he came to, he was lying on his back on the cavern floor, stripped of his armor and the two shards in his legs. The leather strips that held his hair up and his headband were now wrapped around his wrists, which were pulled behind his back. Bankotsu was sitting with his back against the wall, not far from where the naked wolf demon lay eying him closely. The Banryu was poised against the wall; Kouga’s blood smeared across the tip. Seeing the blood on the blade, and feeling the pain in his legs, he knew how the shards had been removed. Kouga growled at his predicament and attempted to free his binds, growling out, “I’m gonna kill you for taking my shards, Bankotsu!”

Bankotsu licked his lips as he moved closer to his captive and tossed the stolen shards in the air and snatched them tight in his fist as they descended. Kouga could see traces of blood on the shards and on Bankotsu’s fingertips as the dark-haired man took the shards and placed one in the back of each of his hands. Bankotsu flexed his fingers, getting a feel of the extra power they now possessed. “I expected more of a fight from you, Kouga. You’re just a pussy, you’re not a wolf. Guess I’ll just have to treat you as such.”

The next move sent shockwaves of anger and disgust coursing through the wolf’s body. Bankotsu stood up and politely started removing his clothes, keeping constant eye contact with his hostage. As each piece of clothing was removed, he told Kouga his plans. “First, I’m going to tease you, then I’m going to torture you, and finally, I’m going to fuck you like the little bitch you really are.” By the time he finished his sentence, he was undressed down to his fundoshi and Kouga was struggling with more fervor to free himself of his bindings.

Bankotsu was a master at everything he did, and tying up Kouga was just the start. The knots he used were so complex that Kouga couldn’t figure out how to undo them. His natural claws were ineffective, since the way his hands were confined, the sharp nails were held up and away. Kouga was in trouble, and there was no way he could get out of it. With his jewel shards gone, his attempts to kick Bankotsu were about as effective as a bunny kicking a horse. “Damn you, Bankotsu, I thought you wanted to fight. If you aren’t going to fight, then just kill me now, I’ll be damned if you’re going to use me for your sexual fantasies.”

“Glad to see you haven’t just given up. That wouldn’t be any fun, would it?” The sneer on the Band of Seven leader’s face was menacing. He bent down on one knee, grabbed Kouga’s jaw in his vice-like grip and squeezed until Kouga’s mouth opened. Then he leaned over his victim, and kissed the slightly parted lips, easing his tongue into the wolf demon’s mouth, careful to avoid the sharp fangs that were desperately trying to bite the intrusion. Applying more pressure, Bankotsu continued the kiss and pressed harder against those enticing lips, all but devoured Kouga’s mouth with his own.

Kouga tried hard to pull away, but with the extra jewel shards now in Bankotsu’s hand, it was impossible. He decided that if he couldn’t fight, and Bankotsu wasn’t going to just kill him, he wouldn’t resist. With the lack of resistance, he hoped Bankotsu would lose interest and finally kill him. So, he quit struggling and relaxed his muscles.

Bankotsu pulled back from the kiss when he no longer felt Kouga fighting his oral assault. He sat back on his ankles and stared at the wolf demon’s face. As if he read Kouga’s mind, he nonchalantly stated, “Aw, Kouga, you misjudge me. Do you really think I will just kill you? I told you what I want and I will take it. I got the shards and now I’m going to get you.”

He reached over and grabbed Kouga’s limb cock, squeezing it slightly. With the jewels in his hands, he could easily crush the tender organ, but used restraint. He opened and closed his fist around the member several times, pumping it to hardness.

Kouga’s body reacted of its own accord. He couldn’t control the effect the hand job Bankotsu was giving him. An involuntary moan escaped Kouga’s lips as Bankotsu continued working his hand on his now fully aroused erection. He wouldn’t admit it, but damn, it felt good; better than he could ever remember it feeling when either Ginta or Hakkaku did the same to their wolf prince.

The moan caught Bankotsu be surprise, but brought a smile to his face. “Kouga, you little bitch, you like this. Well, let’s see what else you like.” Now it was becoming a game, one that Bankotsu knew he would win. He was glad he didn’t kill the wolf demon while he was unconscious. This was far more fun, and he could get something out of it too. He moved his hand so it held Kouga’s erection at the base and leaned over, flicking his tongue over the mushroom-shaped head. Several droplets of precum seeped from the eyelet shaped slit, which were licked with the tip of his tongue. “This tastes better than your mouth, Kouga. I want some more.”

And more he got, as he opened wide and all but swallowed the whole of Kouga’s cock at once. He wrapped his lips around the shaft and glided them up and down the entire length, using his tongue to get a good taste of the wolf demon. Soon, he started sucking, gently at first, then applied more suction with every pass up to and around the sensitive tip. It was definitely a game he was enjoying, and his reward for winning was coming close. He moved his hand from the base of the firm cock, and slid it down, until he was cupping Kouga’s sack. The two engorged nodules encased in the taut tissue were rolled around Bankotsu’s hand, fingers gently squeezed them,

Kouga closed his eyes and tried to will his body to not react, but it wouldn’t cooperate with his mind. The more he was sucked and fingered, the more he enjoyed the sensations. When he knew it was hopeless to resist the sensations, he allowed himself to go with the feelings. Once he gave in mentally, he came. Pulsating gushes of his pent up seed erupted into Bankotsu’s waiting mouth.

Licking the last of Kouga’s essence from his lips, Bankotsu smiled. “I was right, you do taste really good.”

Kouga thought that since Bankotsu had gotten what he wanted, he would be allowed to die, but that wasn’t to be.

Bankotsu stood up and removed his fundoshi, tossing it aside near the rest of his clothes, his own manhood standing straight and hard. “I told you, I was going to tease you, then torture you. That’s been done, now I’m going to fuck you like the little wolf bitch you really are.” He aimed at Kouga’s feet and kicked at his ankles, separating the wolf prince’s legs, pushing them wide. Kneeling between the two parted legs, he used the jewel-enhanced hands to pull Kouga’s legs, bringing the wolf demon’s groin flush against his own. He placed his palms underneath Kouga’s thighs and lifted them up. This brought Kouga’s ass directly in alignment with Bankotsu’s erection.

Kouga tried with all his might to free his legs from the clutches of the other male, but his strength was gone. Without the jewel shards, he couldn’t pull free. He was hopelessly at Bankotsu’s mercy, but mercy wasn’t what he got.

Bankotsu moved one hand under Kouga’s ass and held it up, which he took his other hand and directed his erection at Kouga’s anal entry. He pressed against the tight muscled area and rose up on his knees higher to get a good angle, and then pushed hard. He grunted loudly as his stiffened length penetrated the puckered ring of muscle. Once deep within Kouga’s ass, he stopped and sighed. “God Kouga, you’re tight, but boy does it feel good! I didn’t know wolf bitches were like this.”

Kouga felt the initial intrusion into his nether regions. He thought that a small tree trunk had been shoved into him as he cried out in pain. Tears streamed down the wolf prince’s face, as much from pain as for the sheer embarrassment of being violated like wolf bitch. Now he knew for certain he was going to kill Bankotsu, or die in trying. He didn’t have time to get used to feeling that thickness shoved up his ass, before the thrusting started, hard and fast.

Bankotsu pulled back, almost completely withdrawing from Kouga’s tightness, and then pushed back in, harder and deeper than the first. He kept up his thrusting, managing to go faster and deeper with every plunge into the warmth of Kouga’s anal cavern. He used both hands now to hoist Kouga’s ass a little higher in the air, getting a different angle for his driving force. This new position gave him the ability to go deeper, and as he did, he brushed against Kouga’s prostate.

Kouga bucked up, trying with no success to dislodge Bankotsu’s cock from his burning ass. Then he felt the pressure against his prostate. Lightning bolts flashed in his mind’s eye and heat rushed to his recently-spent erection. As much as it hurt, it also felt excruciatingly wonderful. His moans filled the cave as Bankotsu hit those sensitive nerve endings. He became hotter, and soon, there was an all-encompassing need for release. Weak arms struggled to free themselves so he could get some much needed friction against his renewed erection

Bankotsu was enjoying watching Kouga squirm as he was being fucked. The tortured look on Kouga’s face, that turned to one of want made it so much better than he planned. He felt Kouga’s aroused cock pressing against his stomach, knew there was need for his touch, any touch to ease the aching need that was building up. As much as he loved to torture, he also wanted to reward Kouga for giving him this chance to remember the joys of being a man. It was the first time since his resurrection from the dead that he was able to feel truly alive. He took one hand from under Kouga’s backside and brought it up, taking hold of Kouga’s aching need. As he pushed in and out, his own climax building, he pumped Kouga’s throbbing heat. A steady pace was set and soon, the hand clamped hard around Kouga’s length as Bankotsu came. He groaned as his hot wetness burned the irritated and torn tissues deep within Kouga.

The vice-like grip that held Kouga’s manhood was what the wolf demon needed to throw him over the edge. He came again, body convulsing as his howls filled the cave.

As his body spent all it could into Kouga, Bankotsu withdrew and fell back to rest his sweaty body against his heels and lowered Kouga down to the cave floor. He panted for breath as he turned the wolf demon prince slightly onto his side, reached over, pulled on the bindings that had dug into Kouga’s wrists as he tried to free himself. The leather snapped under the force of the jewel-enhanced finger pulls.

Kouga gathered his arms from behind his back and rubbed the reddened, slightly cut wrists as his hands fell onto his heaving chest. He wanted to get up as his mind told him now was the time to attack and kill Bankotsu, but his body couldn’t move. He knew he had lost. There was no fight left in him. He looked at the victor with eyes that begged for death to be swift.

Bankotsu gazed at the total look of defeat on Kouga’s face. He won the battle, but the war wasn’t yet over. Naraku had given orders, Kouga was to be killed. Still, with everything that he had done, the fighting, stealing the shards and then taking Kouga as he had; there was no way he was going to do what Naraku wanted; not now. He looked at Kouga’s pleading eyes. Letting Kouga live with what had just happened was worse than killing the wolf demon prince. He would have to live with the knowledge of the events for the rest of his life. He shook his head and merely said “No.” Then he pushed himself up onto his feet, gathered his clothes, slung the Banryu over his shoulder and walked out of the cavern, leaving Kouga lying in the dirt.

Kouga lay there for several minutes before finally moving. He had been allowed to live, even though he didn’t want to. Somehow he knew that he would meet Bankotsu again and next time, maybe he would kill him. For now, he had something else to do. He got up, got dressed and put his sword back at his side. Picking up where he was before Bankotsu arrived, he forged his weary body forward, hoping that soon, he would meet up and kill with Naraku.

Back at the entrance to the cavern, just behind the wall that led into it, stood the leader of the Band of Seven. He saw the determination on Kouga’s face and knew that soon enough, he would find Naraku. He may not kill Naraku, but that wasn’t his battle. If Kouga did manage to survive the long anticipated fight with Naraku, then perhaps they would meet again. And they did… well… he just smiled and walked away.

Owari