InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hollywood Fluff ❯ Kikyo and Her Sesshy ( Chapter 1 )

Kikyo rummaged through her designer purse, with excessive dangling appendages, searching for her lip gloss. Her charcoal eyes occasionally drifting over the sea of stalled cars, ignoring that the light had turned green. She groaned, stepping heavily on the gas pedal of her rather, cheap car. Her hair was from then, whipped up into a tight bun, with stray hairs dancing around in the wake of her open window. Still amazed by the fact that she could drive with her knees.

The heavy, rather painfully brightly colored cars and other variations of vehicles flickered their turn signals. Signifying they would finally get out of her way, after all she was a hellacious driver. Kikyo pursed her lips, gripping the steering wheel as she zipped by other drivers, receiving obscene hand gestures that she eagerly compensated for as she reached her destination with a grin.

Sesshomaru picked through the few labels of designer cologne with a look of disgust. "Cheap... cheap.. umm..." He drew his finger down the silver box of some unpronounceable French name as a look of wonder and astonishment came about his face, " YOU HAVE THIS!!!" He held it high up into the air as he twirled on the ball of his heel doing his little discovery dance. Hurriedly he ran over to the nearest counter his eyes wide and almost to the point of tears.
The old woman looked up at him with a raised brow. How could a full grown man be so excited over a half inch box of sample perfume couldn't quite get through her head til her gaze came across his ever present Avon bag. She rolled her eyes and began to check him out as he balled his hands up near his face jumping as if he were a child in a candy store. Jumping on his toes twirling every once in a while like he might piss himself if she didn't hurry.

Kikyo burst through the main doors of the building, huffing insanely. Who in the hell knew that this mall hadn't put in Valet parking. She rolled her eyes at the thought, continuing into the store, the strong scent of Aqua Velva and other disorienting smells drifted into her nostrils. She quickly ran her fingers to her ears, doubling checking her appearance in one of the main side mirrors of the makeup counter and smiled to herself catching the sight of the one person she was supposed to have met here an hour prior. "Sesshomaru!!" She yelled from sixteen tiles down, shoving innocent costumers out of the way. Most of which cursed and glared as she traipsed almost happily to her fag breathlessly. "I'm sorry..I didn't make it earlier." she confessed, her brow covered in an almost nonexistent sheet of perspiration. Her dark eyes drifted towards the parcel in the cashier's hand and smiled up at Sesshy."Ooo..It's that cologne you've been looking for that I lost right?" Her eyes danced contently in the light.
He turns to her his eyes still rather wide from his find. " Oh that's ok... If you would have been here I would have been to busy telling you how atrocious that horrid bun is.... and I never would have found it... and yes its the one you lost.." He reached forward and snatched it out of the sales woman's hands before she could even grab a bag to put it in. " Its so sad that its been reduced to being sold at such a horrible..." He looks around a little still a little twitchy in his brilliant make-up discovery." .. vile place... I will file a complain tomorrow with Avon..." He reached down and stuffed the small box into his Avon bag then looked up at her his sanity slowly coming back to him." So.. how was the drive?"


Kikyo stood with a tight line fitted on her lips, most of her thoughts were stuck on the comment about her hair. Soon enough she broke from her mild state of shock, plastering a cheap smile on her face. "It was like usual." She sighed inwardly, absentmindedly cleaning beneath her well manicured nails. "People need to learn to work around my schedule." Her obsidian eyes rolled playfully, glancing up at Sesshomaru through her lashes. "So, I take it you had fun without me again, Tell me..Ooo.." Her attention drifted over towards the purses and hair accessories with an enthralled look on her pallid features "Oh My God!! Look at this!!" She hurried over towards the racks and tables, yanking a simple black purse up adorned with small fake-pearl threading, and shoved it in his face. Her own face lit up with excitement, the kind you see on a child after running head on into a bin of candy. "Can I have it?" She asked pleadingly with a pout on her shining lips.

His eyes open wide as he inspected the purse in her hands. He made a small pondering noise before snatching it out of her hands tilting it in his long thin hands thoughtfully before turning on the heel of his Bruno Mali brown leather shoes and placing it on the counter. A long drawn out sigh escaped his lips as he reached in his back pocket for his wallet drawing forth from it his shiny new Avon credit card with its heavenly shiny white letters. That damned thing seemed to always catch any hint of light, it could be in Hot Topic and glow. The old woman looked up at him and took the card. "You know that that purse is a piece of shit right..." Sesshomaru turned to Kikyo with a raised brow.

Kikyo made her best effort to look as if she would die if she didn't have it. Her dark eyes glowed gingerly in the light, as she clasped her hands into a fist shaking them profusely. "I know, it's only $34.75!!" She whimpered, gnawing delicately on her bottom lip. "And I'll.." She took in a deep breath, rolling her tongue on the interior of her mouth over the thought that was crossing her head. "I'll quit shopping at the Rave. I know how much you hate it." Her voice shallow, and remorseful as if she'd lost her best friend.

Lowering her head she clanked her Steve Madden poke-a-dot shoes against the cheap tiling, and thrust an arm forward. Her eyes narrowed into slits, and scowled as she gripped around the purse. She gave it a petty look and replaced it amongst the others with a heaving sigh. "Come on. Let's go get a slushy or sushi." Kikyo groaned, straightening out the wrinkled in her black pleted skirt, and readjusted the fine stitched grey sweater.
He turned to her with his eyes narrowed in a way that used to frighten people." You promise you'll give up that god forsaken store for this almost equally shitty purse?"
"I put it back!" She crossed her arms, shaking away a loose strand of hair. "I won't shop in your presence anymore." She threatened. "Trust me, I could pick out my own clothes." The girl pondered briefly, realizing that he would probably ring her neck for that comment but shrugged it off. Her eyes shifted around and landed on the floor, knowing that he always got her with that in particular stare. "Fine, I give up." A rather short dramatic pause was made, "I'll take you to get your hair and nails done to make up for me being a bitch..." Kikyo murmured under her breath. "And I'll buy some more of that.."She waved her finger indicating the Holy Avon bag.
A smile played along his lips before being set in its usual nonchalant gaze as his eyes drifted along the curves of her small body." Alright then.. you can pick ou tyour own clothes... " His voice gave no hint as to what he was thinking, its deep something curling about her ears in the way Sesshomaru's voice would do to anyone. Even the old woman who impatiently held his card back to him shivered.

Sesshomaru turned and snatched the small black card with the white letters from the woman sliding it casually into the wallet then the wallet into his pocket. He bent down to pick up the small black Avon bag then looked up at her waiting for a reaction. The old woman made a 'humph' noise and turns back to what ever she was doing before Sesshomaru's little 'scene' wit the cologne.

Kikyo about faced, rolling her eyes at both other parties standing near her at the counter. She brought a hand up to her hair, quickly tugging the hair toggle loose. A flood of black poured from her shoulders, landing near the small of her back. A small sigh escaped her lips, ruffling it without a thought in her pretty little head. Soon after, she slapped the elastic band on her wrist and opened her soft mauve and black sling purse searching for a mirror. "Damn..err.." She callowed and turned back around to Sesshomaru, staring stonily at his motions, noticing the busy expression on his face. "Um..Does my hair look okay now ?" She emphasized, licking the corner of her lip. "I can't seem to find my compact."

He slowly walked toward her then, around her looking at all possible angles before nodding still the same emotionless mash on as before. " If you ask my opinion, which you don't seem to want anymore, yes.. yes it does...." He raised a brow at her.

Her facial features contorted into various expression before settling on her normal, scowl. Although she wanted to huff and throw a tantrum like a child she held fast, and fidgeted with her fingers. The girl stared at Sesshomaru, somewhat wanting to braid his hair, but kept it to herself seeing as this would only start a cat-fight over the issue of his immaculate appearance being at a fault. So, she blew a puff of warm breath into her heavy bangs and cocked her head to the side innocently as she could. "So, how about that sushi?"

He tried his best to stay serious but just then his stomach let out a loud grumble. He looked down his hand covering his stomach as a small sweat drop appeared along his brow. He looked up at her with his huge grin." Sushi would be good right now... I'll buy.. you can order as much as you want..."

Kikyo's exterior appearance eased away into a twisted smile. The way it came out was never intentional, it was just a personal trait from being alone with her family too much. The girl casually sauntered over towards Sesshomaru, picking off a stray piece of fuzz that he had acquired from someone in this store. Shifting her eyes she noticed it was one of the grey mole hair threads from her shirt, and rolled it delicately between her slim fingers. Knitting her brows at the insolent cluttering and flicked it away to drift carelessly in the air. "Damn fuzz.." She muttered, looping her arm within his, swiftly latching on like a blood sucking leech. "So, All I want eh?" Her brow arched.

He smiled watching her roll the ball of fuzz between her fingers and even wider as she clung to him. The thought wondered through him if it would be like this if he was straight. Would she still cling to him like that or would she treat him like all her other past boyfriends. He looked down at her thought fully after eyeing a few passerby as they were staring. " Yes, all you want.. even that expensive shit that tastes like it came from some sadly over weight child's sock drawer..."

Kikyo grinned and out of habit, laid her head on the bend of his arm. A soft sigh emitted from her lips, as she tugging him slightly edging towards the exit of the store. Knowing that the smell of cheap, overly priced makeup and cologne would be behind them. "I'll pass on the sock sweat sushi, but if you would be so kind to buy me a cookie afterwards that would also be acceptable." She grinned, glancing around the tattered carpeting with a grimace "Don't you think they would replace this shit?" She nudged her head towards the floor, glancing back up at Sesshomaru briefly.

"Yes, but alas.. everything about this store reeks of trash... trashy make-up trashy people, trashy carpets, " He kicked a small tattered fluff of the becoming unraveled carpet. "Even the clothes here I can't stand to even look up at anymore... It's a lost cause.. this JC Penny... JC Penny.. who ever you are... I hate you...." *He stuck his tongue out at the store as they cleared the mall entrance then looked back down at Kikyo with a smile. " Macadamia nut or chocolate chip?"

"Hmm..Is Oatmeal and Raisin an option?" She grinned up at him, brushing a stray strand of silvery hair from his face. It'd been annoying her for the past half an hour but kept her hands to herself previously. "Oh yeah afterwards, are we going to come back and wait on the bench so you and solicit Avon?" The girl arched a curious brow, and clicked her tongue whilst biting down on her lip. "..and least we forget catch Jakotsu again.." A smirk coiled on her lips, taking the opportunity to pinch her well dressed counter-part's side. "I brought the Polaroid."

He laughed lightly looking about the mall for any sign of any one her knew then averted his attention back to her. "Ooo.. let me see..."

Kikyo released Sesshomaru's lanky arm, and fixed a determined expression on her face. Her fingers stealth fully pillaged her purse for the picture of the horrid JC Penny makeover victim, Jakotsu. A smile etched on her features as she found the photo buried in the bottom of her cluttered bag and with pride, shoved the picture up to him." Look at that fucking makeup! " The girl pointed out the wretched streaks of purple that the boy always insisted on wearing, as he thought of himself as an updated David Bowie. "Doesn't that make you want to go right back to the store after we eat and save another soul?" She wrinkled her nose, furrowing her waxed brows.

"Oh god... Would I love to take him and..." He trailed off making little jerky movements with his hand as it curled to look as if it were holding a pencil.

Kikyo glanced up at Sesshomaru with an arched brow, "I'm not even going to ask where that statement was going..." Her cheeks blushed slightly at the perverted thought that crossed her head. She knitted her fingers rubbing her thumb ring with her index finger nervously, trying to cleanse her perversions. 'too bad he's gay' The youth smirked and blew and uneasy breath.

Sesshomaru looked over to Kikyo handing her back the sad, sad, photo of the misguided youth" What do you say we kidnap him later and rape him.. I mean.." *coughs* "fix him make-up..."

Kikyo's eye brow twitched slightly as her lips, drew to a small gape. "Um..No comment." She forced, taking the photo from his hand and stuffing it jealously back in her bag and sashayed off into the crowd bitterly.
Sesshy smiled after her pausing for a moment, he turned to a shop that had its windows covered with black paper as it said on a small white sign next to it 'Coming soon:...' He looked at his reflection in the glass his eyes widening a touch at his appearance. He slid his fingers through his hair his eyes narrowing as he was becoming annoyed with how his bangs were going flat his fingers working slowly through them to further their fluffiness. Finally satisfied with his appearance he started walking after Kikyo his beloved fag hag.

The dark headed girl whipped around, clanking her expensive shoes on the poorly carpeted floor and sighed. She shook the sleeve of her shirt as she brought her wrist closer to her face reading the precise time on her cheap watch and groaned. Her charcoal eyes, decked out in equally Smokey colored eyeliner, laid heavily on Sesshomaru and his newly adjusted hair. With a sigh she flipped her purse back and took out a small travel sized can of hair spray and jutted it towards the boy." Here, I noticed your hair issue earlier but I didn't want to be dismembered this early in the day." She chirped sarcastically, in an attempt to hide her jealously of the entire male race at the moment.
He smiled down at her and taking the can from her he proceeded to stick his tongue out at her as well. He popped off the can and sprayed to quick lines across his bangs checking quickly in the same window as before and smiled, content with himself. " Thanks..." He handed the can back to her with a small smile playing across his face.

A/N: Well, that's the first chapter of our massive brain child. Hailie and I, wanted to say that even though this is rather odd and really has no plot. It still is amusing for people who actually like to read Gay Sesshomaru stories. ((Personally, that's how we picture him)) Nonetheless, either decent or not, please review because we're going to continue this story until one of us stabs the other's eyes out. It's posted on Anime Spiral under Sesshy Drank the Windex aswell. *Bows* toodles for now. ~Jillian