InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Choatic ❯ Super Sweet Sixteen ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Title: Super Sweet Sixteen
Author: Nicluv1787Rating: Pg-13
Prompt: coming of age Character: Shiori Word count:
Warnings: OOC, Crack!fic
Summary:

Super Sweet Sixteen Youkai edition, giving you the inside look at how spoiled rich youkai’s celebrate their coming of age. How you may ask? In style of course.
This week we meet Shiori, and even though she’s a Hanyou, (half bat youkai), don’t tell her that, because she’s got all the attitude of a full blooded youkai when it comes to what she wants for her special birthday celebration.

The camera pans across an expansive ballroom, a young looking girl with platinum hair, tanned skin and bright violet eyes stamps her foot impatiently as she talks on a cell phone.
“Well did you get him or not?”
She pauses listening to the other line.
“Money isn’t an issue; my daddy is willing to pay whatever it costs.” She shouts into the cellular phone. “Just get him.” She throws the phone across the ballroom floor with an impressive clatter.

“Shiori!” her mother makes a lame attempt, (and too late) at disciplining her out of control child.
“What!” she screams at her mother.Her mother nods in the direction of the camera crew, before whispering, “Super sweet sixteen is here.”

“OH” Shiori says with sugary sweetness, turning towards the camera. “Thanks so much for choosing me to be on super sweet sixteen, youkai edition. I won’t be like those other spoiled brats that demand crazy things and expect unreasonable things.” Shiori said to the camera.
A woman carrying fabrics walked up to Shiori, “Shiori ma’am these are the samples for your dress.”
Shiori holds the fabric up to her face before throwing them down dramatically.
“This is not what I asked for at all, are you stupid? I want white silk with red hexagonal pattern this is ivory with crimson, fix it now or I’ll have my daddy suck out your blood.”
The woman visibly pales mumbling yes ma’am under her breath before scurrying away.
“Well let me tell you more about my party.” Shiori said leading the camera crew away.


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Hours of party planning and tantrums later it’s the night of Shiori’s party, violet streamers hang from the ceiling punctuated by balloon bouquets of black and ivory. The guests mill about as they wait for the guest of honors grand entrance. The music ceases and all eyes turn to the main entrance, two bat youkai in coat tails open the double doors as Shiori steps through, wearing a ball gown of white and red sweeping hexagonal pattern, on her arm is none other than the western lord, Sesshomaru, but not in his usual regal attire rather he wears a fluffy dog costume.
With any angry glare he turns to the camera, “This Sesshomaru is not pleased.”