InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Weeds or Wildflowers ❯ Gift ( Chapter 5 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
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Kagome blinked at the flowers that had been thrust into her hands by the delivery boy from the local florist.
A bunch of irises beamed up at her from her arms and she smiled in bemusement at them.
“Who are they from?” she asked carefully, glancing at the delivery boy in bafflement.
He inspected a clipboard that was tucked under his arm. “Hojo-san.”
Ah, her last Thursday's date from hell. He'd been boring, banal, and bland and everything she wasn't looking for in a boyfriend.
But these flowers were almost sweet.
Upon looking up she discovered the surly delivery boy had disappeared.
“Charming,” she muttered, perusing the card, `Accept these as a token of my gratitude for a lovely evening.'
“Hn.”
She nearly jumped out of her skin at the utterance, and whirled to find the gardener stood there, a smudge of grass smeared across the crescent moon on his forehead.
He held a potted fern under one arm and was glaring at her irises with something akin to disdain. She half expected the flowers to wilt from it.
“Um, hi, Sesshoumaru-san,” she mumbled, clasping her flowers to her chest and staring at him with wide eyes.
“They were a gift?” he asked slowly, his words coming out unhurried, as if he tested everyone of them for endurance before they passed his lips.
Looking down at her irises she nodded, feeling like a naughty school child in front of the headmaster.
“Irises... pertain to friendship.” His lip curled scornfully.
“They were from a date,” she muttered.
“Indeed, then he has no concept of flowers and their importance,” he huffed.
“So,” she felt the need to lighten the conversation slightly, “what do ferns mean?”
“Confidence,” he flicked his silver ponytail at her, almost playfully.
“But of course,” she hummed, lips quirking.
Prompt: Token (fanfic_bakeoff secret ingredient 05)
Words: 300