InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Accidentally Funny ❯ Perfection ( Chapter 7 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Perfection
Kagome stood, once again on the sidelines, watching as the rest of the group took bets on the outcome of the three-way pitched battle taking place in the middle of the field.
She was still trying to recover from the recent Sesshoumaru version of show and tell – she didn't think she'd ever get that visual out of her mind.
Not that it was a bad sight, oh, no, far from it. It was probably the most beautiful, and arousing sight she'd ever seen.
That was the problem.
She wasn't supposed to be so hentai – that was Miroku's job, and he was quite good at it. Unfortunately, it seemed as though it was contagious, and she'd definitely caught it... but she'd never expected any lecherous thoughts she ever gained to be about Inuyasha's brother!
Hell, until recently, she'd considered him frigid, if she'd considered him at all.
But it had become apparent recently that he was far from frozen – though he was surrounded by ice, once he found something to attract his attention, the ice disappeared like it had never existed, and suddenly, the temperature more closely resembled the inside of a smoldering volcano, than an ice sheet.
But that's what I don't get, she scowled to herself. Since when did he decide he wanted me? And why? He hates humans, and last time I checked, I was one... so... this whole thing makes no sense. He must be playing some other game...
With that, she stomped right into the middle of the fight, the three males instantly stopping as she moved into the way.
“Inuyasha! If you don't go s-i-t down, right now, I'm gonna 'it' you so hard Kikyou won't have to take you to hell – you'll already be there waiting for her!!” She pointed an irate finger to the sidelines where the rest of the group was, and puppy ears laying flat against his head, the hanyou began to slink obediently away as she watched.
He was far too familiar with her temper to risk it.
Kagome spun back around at the annoying sound of wolf cub speaking without permission.
“Hah! That's it, Kagome, send the dogturd away – now we just have to deal with the other dog crap and then you can join me as my wom-” he broke off as that gaze that carried all the fires of hell turned his way and pinned him.
“I AM NOT YOUR WOMAN!!!” she shouted, and then grabbed him by his ponytail and said, “Come on, Koga, repeat after me: Kagome belongs to herself, and is NOT my woman.” He tried to avoid saying those words; with another hard yank of his hair, he whined and gave in, repeating what she'd ordered him to.
With a satisfied nod, Kagome let go of his topknot, and then turned on the daiyoukai.
“And YOU!” She stabbed a finger into his chest. “What kind of game are you playing with all the fighting and the comments – and the - the... the naked!” She flushed red with temper as he smirked at her. “It's not funny! I don't know what you think you're going to gain by messing with my mind, but...” she trailed off, irate as he just continued to look at her, amusement flickering in his eyes.
“I play no game, miko – I have established myself as alpha male of this pack-”
Kagome broke in. “So what's that got to do with... with the, the – dammit, all the naked! And the comments!” she growled.
He stepped closer to her, ignoring the finger planted in his chest. “I am the alpha male – and you are the alpha female. That makes you mine, if I so wish – and I do. Until you recognize and accept that, I will continue to...” he leaned closer, his eyes flaring as he dropped his voice, “... stalk you, little miko.”
Kagome gulped as he stared into her eyes with the molten gold of his own, her mind having fried itself out at his declaration of her status in his eyes. Speechless, she continued to stare at him, until a whine and a growl came from behind her.
“You're supposed to be mine, Kagome,” Koga insisted. With a glare towards the daiyoukai, as the male took ahold of Kagome and began walking her back towards the rest of their group, he asked, “What's he got that I don't?
“Perfection,” Sesshoumaru said smugly.
Koga gaped at the demon Lord as Kagome looked down at her feet and mumbled incoherently, unable to disagree – he was perfect. “There is a reason that my name is what it is, wolf – and I live up to every bit of it,” he finished smoothly.
There was a gulp from the brash young wolf prince as he took in those words – Sesshoumaru... the killing perfection.
Kagome blushed as her thoughts went down a very different path – it wasn't his perfection at killing that was running through her head.
A satisfied smirk lifted the corner of the dai's mouth as he took in the scent of aroused female.
“The miko will soon learn another thing that this one is perfection at - very soon,” he promised, with a heavy-lidded look back over his shoulder at the woman trailing along behind him.
And all Kagome could think behind wide-eyes at that promise was...
Eeep!
Kagome stood, once again on the sidelines, watching as the rest of the group took bets on the outcome of the three-way pitched battle taking place in the middle of the field.
She was still trying to recover from the recent Sesshoumaru version of show and tell – she didn't think she'd ever get that visual out of her mind.
Not that it was a bad sight, oh, no, far from it. It was probably the most beautiful, and arousing sight she'd ever seen.
That was the problem.
She wasn't supposed to be so hentai – that was Miroku's job, and he was quite good at it. Unfortunately, it seemed as though it was contagious, and she'd definitely caught it... but she'd never expected any lecherous thoughts she ever gained to be about Inuyasha's brother!
Hell, until recently, she'd considered him frigid, if she'd considered him at all.
But it had become apparent recently that he was far from frozen – though he was surrounded by ice, once he found something to attract his attention, the ice disappeared like it had never existed, and suddenly, the temperature more closely resembled the inside of a smoldering volcano, than an ice sheet.
But that's what I don't get, she scowled to herself. Since when did he decide he wanted me? And why? He hates humans, and last time I checked, I was one... so... this whole thing makes no sense. He must be playing some other game...
With that, she stomped right into the middle of the fight, the three males instantly stopping as she moved into the way.
“Inuyasha! If you don't go s-i-t down, right now, I'm gonna 'it' you so hard Kikyou won't have to take you to hell – you'll already be there waiting for her!!” She pointed an irate finger to the sidelines where the rest of the group was, and puppy ears laying flat against his head, the hanyou began to slink obediently away as she watched.
He was far too familiar with her temper to risk it.
Kagome spun back around at the annoying sound of wolf cub speaking without permission.
“Hah! That's it, Kagome, send the dogturd away – now we just have to deal with the other dog crap and then you can join me as my wom-” he broke off as that gaze that carried all the fires of hell turned his way and pinned him.
“I AM NOT YOUR WOMAN!!!” she shouted, and then grabbed him by his ponytail and said, “Come on, Koga, repeat after me: Kagome belongs to herself, and is NOT my woman.” He tried to avoid saying those words; with another hard yank of his hair, he whined and gave in, repeating what she'd ordered him to.
With a satisfied nod, Kagome let go of his topknot, and then turned on the daiyoukai.
“And YOU!” She stabbed a finger into his chest. “What kind of game are you playing with all the fighting and the comments – and the - the... the naked!” She flushed red with temper as he smirked at her. “It's not funny! I don't know what you think you're going to gain by messing with my mind, but...” she trailed off, irate as he just continued to look at her, amusement flickering in his eyes.
“I play no game, miko – I have established myself as alpha male of this pack-”
Kagome broke in. “So what's that got to do with... with the, the – dammit, all the naked! And the comments!” she growled.
He stepped closer to her, ignoring the finger planted in his chest. “I am the alpha male – and you are the alpha female. That makes you mine, if I so wish – and I do. Until you recognize and accept that, I will continue to...” he leaned closer, his eyes flaring as he dropped his voice, “... stalk you, little miko.”
Kagome gulped as he stared into her eyes with the molten gold of his own, her mind having fried itself out at his declaration of her status in his eyes. Speechless, she continued to stare at him, until a whine and a growl came from behind her.
“You're supposed to be mine, Kagome,” Koga insisted. With a glare towards the daiyoukai, as the male took ahold of Kagome and began walking her back towards the rest of their group, he asked, “What's he got that I don't?
“Perfection,” Sesshoumaru said smugly.
Koga gaped at the demon Lord as Kagome looked down at her feet and mumbled incoherently, unable to disagree – he was perfect. “There is a reason that my name is what it is, wolf – and I live up to every bit of it,” he finished smoothly.
There was a gulp from the brash young wolf prince as he took in those words – Sesshoumaru... the killing perfection.
Kagome blushed as her thoughts went down a very different path – it wasn't his perfection at killing that was running through her head.
A satisfied smirk lifted the corner of the dai's mouth as he took in the scent of aroused female.
“The miko will soon learn another thing that this one is perfection at - very soon,” he promised, with a heavy-lidded look back over his shoulder at the woman trailing along behind him.
And all Kagome could think behind wide-eyes at that promise was...
Eeep!