InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kismet ❯ Badger Badger Badger Badger... ( Chapter 8 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Badger Badger Badger Badger...
“I’m not touching yooooouuuu…”
“I’m aware.”
To say that Sango was enraged would be to say the Oceanwas just a little wet.
She was Not Happy. She glared lasers worthy of a blade blaster at him.
“I’m not touching you!”
“Stop. It.”
Miroku, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. And I thought I was going to choke to death laughing.
It’s like he was eight years old. It was a thing of beauty.
“I’m not touching yooooouuuu…”
“And I appreciate it.”
The problem with men is that most of the time, they either take advice too literally or ignore it altogether. There is no gray area.
When informed that his… hands-on approach to wooing Sango might not be working as well as he hoped, Miroku decided to go the complete opposite route.
But of course, it wouldn’t do for her not to notice!
“I’m not touching you!”
“You don’t say.”
“Actually,” God help me but I couldn’t stop from pointing it out, “he has. Several times.”
She stared at me. I’m pretty sure they call that look a “visual death threat.”
She eyed his finger – extended, just inches from her hip – as somebody might eye a poisonous snake. I think she was contemplating tearing it off.
He wiggled it happily.
“I’m not touching yooooouuuu…”
Sango made a strangling noise similar to that of a chainsaw getting stuck in a tree. Her hands twitched in a classic “I am going to strangle you and hide your body” motion.
He couldn’t hold out forever.
She couldn’t hold out forever.
One of them was going to break… it was a battle of wills.
“I’m not touching yooooouuuu…”
Sango twitched.
His finger made contact.
So did her hand.
I still say he should have pulled her pigtails.
“I’m aware.”
To say that Sango was enraged would be to say the Oceanwas just a little wet.
She was Not Happy. She glared lasers worthy of a blade blaster at him.
“I’m not touching you!”
“Stop. It.”
Miroku, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. And I thought I was going to choke to death laughing.
It’s like he was eight years old. It was a thing of beauty.
“I’m not touching yooooouuuu…”
“And I appreciate it.”
The problem with men is that most of the time, they either take advice too literally or ignore it altogether. There is no gray area.
When informed that his… hands-on approach to wooing Sango might not be working as well as he hoped, Miroku decided to go the complete opposite route.
But of course, it wouldn’t do for her not to notice!
“I’m not touching you!”
“You don’t say.”
“Actually,” God help me but I couldn’t stop from pointing it out, “he has. Several times.”
She stared at me. I’m pretty sure they call that look a “visual death threat.”
She eyed his finger – extended, just inches from her hip – as somebody might eye a poisonous snake. I think she was contemplating tearing it off.
He wiggled it happily.
“I’m not touching yooooouuuu…”
Sango made a strangling noise similar to that of a chainsaw getting stuck in a tree. Her hands twitched in a classic “I am going to strangle you and hide your body” motion.
He couldn’t hold out forever.
She couldn’t hold out forever.
One of them was going to break… it was a battle of wills.
“I’m not touching yooooouuuu…”
Sango twitched.
His finger made contact.
So did her hand.
I still say he should have pulled her pigtails.
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Disclaimers:
I have no legal rights to the InuYasha characters; that honor belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and a bunch of Japanese and English companies. I just abuse them for the giggles.
Anything from Power Rangers (like our beloved narrator) belongs to Saban.
“Kismet” is written for the LJ community mirsan_fics. This entry, 300 words long, was originally posted July 23, 2010.
Disclaimers:
I have no legal rights to the InuYasha characters; that honor belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and a bunch of Japanese and English companies. I just abuse them for the giggles.
Anything from Power Rangers (like our beloved narrator) belongs to Saban.
“Kismet” is written for the LJ community mirsan_fics. This entry, 300 words long, was originally posted July 23, 2010.