Week 100 - Free Choice theme
Title: Victorious
Author: Tally Mark
Genre: Humor
Word Count: 500
Rating: G
Universe: Canon
Author's Note: Waugh. I'd planned to submit something much bigger, but at 5000 words plus and still going it obviously won't be finished tonight. So I threw this together instead. Sorry if it's rushed and sucky. :( Part of the Dog at Heart saga.
“Hojo?” Kagome clutched the edges of the doorframe. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” Hojo smiled.
Not long enough! she thought, panicking. Oh lord, she had to get rid of him-now! Sesshoumaru could be back any second. She’d told the taiyoukai all about her former hapless (and clueless) suitor, but well…she’d never planned for them to actually meet. It was a homicide waiting to happen.
“Oh, hello Souta,” Hojo said, looking over her shoulder. “You’ve grown so much I hardly recognize you.”
Too late.
“Apparently not,” Sesshoumaru said dryly, looming behind her.
“Er,” she said. Kagome looked back and forth between them in dismay. “Err, no, no, Souta is at school right now. This is Sesshoumaru. He’s…he’s, ah…”
“Hers,” Sesshoumaru finished.
“…And Sesshoumaru, this is Hojo, that friend I told you about,” she finished with a forced smile. Please don’t hurt him, she plead with her eyes. Sesshoumaru arched a brow at her, his face unreadable. Please don’t torment him or maim him, she added silently.
“So how have you been?” Hojo asked, cheerfully oblivious, followed by a sudden sneeze. Kagome winced. Great. Sesshoumaru would probably lop off his head for assaulting her with his deadly germs.
“I’ve been great. And you?”
“Good.” Hojo sneezed again. Then again. “Please excuse me.”
“Are you feeling alright?” she asked, growing worried. He suddenly didn’t look too good.
“I feel fine,” he answered with a sniffle. “I think.” He held up his sleeve to cover another sneeze, followed by two more back-to-back. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“Perhaps it’s just allergies?” she offered.
“No, no,” he said, sounding congested, “I’m not allergic to anything.” Three more rapid-fire sneezes. “Except for dogs.”
Kagome froze.
“Is that so?” Sesshoumaru remarked mildly.
“Oh, yeah,” Hojo said, “if I so much as go near a dog…” He doubled over in a fit of sneezing. “I can’t even be around a person who’s been with dogs, or I…ah…ahh…” Achoo!
“How tragic.” Sesshoumaru’s arm came to rest on Kagome’s shoulder; he pressed close against her back. The act triggered a string of explosive sneezes.
“Maybe you’re coming down with something,” Kagome interjected. “You should go home and get some rest.”
“Maybe I am,” he agreed with a wheeze. “It was nice seeing you. I’m sorry to cut my visit short.”
“Are you certain you cannot stay longer?” Sesshoumaru offered.
“He’s sure!” Kagome shoved him out the door as fast as she could, sending silent thanks to the heavens. “Get well soon!” She slammed the door shut behind him and leaned against it, letting out a shaky breath.
Sesshoumaru turned to her with a bored expression. “I think that went well.”
“Oh, don’t look so pleased with yourself,” she grumbled.
The stoic expression was replaced by a devilish grin.
“That’s not nice,” she chided.
Half-hooded eyes gleamed with amusement. “But it was most satisfying,” he rumbled. He turned to go back into the house. “And my easiest victory yet.”
Author: Tally Mark
Genre: Humor
Word Count: 500
Rating: G
Universe: Canon
Author's Note: Waugh. I'd planned to submit something much bigger, but at 5000 words plus and still going it obviously won't be finished tonight. So I threw this together instead. Sorry if it's rushed and sucky. :( Part of the Dog at Heart saga.
“Hojo?” Kagome clutched the edges of the doorframe. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” Hojo smiled.
Not long enough! she thought, panicking. Oh lord, she had to get rid of him-now! Sesshoumaru could be back any second. She’d told the taiyoukai all about her former hapless (and clueless) suitor, but well…she’d never planned for them to actually meet. It was a homicide waiting to happen.
“Oh, hello Souta,” Hojo said, looking over her shoulder. “You’ve grown so much I hardly recognize you.”
Too late.
“Apparently not,” Sesshoumaru said dryly, looming behind her.
“Er,” she said. Kagome looked back and forth between them in dismay. “Err, no, no, Souta is at school right now. This is Sesshoumaru. He’s…he’s, ah…”
“Hers,” Sesshoumaru finished.
“…And Sesshoumaru, this is Hojo, that friend I told you about,” she finished with a forced smile. Please don’t hurt him, she plead with her eyes. Sesshoumaru arched a brow at her, his face unreadable. Please don’t torment him or maim him, she added silently.
“So how have you been?” Hojo asked, cheerfully oblivious, followed by a sudden sneeze. Kagome winced. Great. Sesshoumaru would probably lop off his head for assaulting her with his deadly germs.
“I’ve been great. And you?”
“Good.” Hojo sneezed again. Then again. “Please excuse me.”
“Are you feeling alright?” she asked, growing worried. He suddenly didn’t look too good.
“I feel fine,” he answered with a sniffle. “I think.” He held up his sleeve to cover another sneeze, followed by two more back-to-back. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“Perhaps it’s just allergies?” she offered.
“No, no,” he said, sounding congested, “I’m not allergic to anything.” Three more rapid-fire sneezes. “Except for dogs.”
Kagome froze.
“Is that so?” Sesshoumaru remarked mildly.
“Oh, yeah,” Hojo said, “if I so much as go near a dog…” He doubled over in a fit of sneezing. “I can’t even be around a person who’s been with dogs, or I…ah…ahh…” Achoo!
“How tragic.” Sesshoumaru’s arm came to rest on Kagome’s shoulder; he pressed close against her back. The act triggered a string of explosive sneezes.
“Maybe you’re coming down with something,” Kagome interjected. “You should go home and get some rest.”
“Maybe I am,” he agreed with a wheeze. “It was nice seeing you. I’m sorry to cut my visit short.”
“Are you certain you cannot stay longer?” Sesshoumaru offered.
“He’s sure!” Kagome shoved him out the door as fast as she could, sending silent thanks to the heavens. “Get well soon!” She slammed the door shut behind him and leaned against it, letting out a shaky breath.
Sesshoumaru turned to her with a bored expression. “I think that went well.”
“Oh, don’t look so pleased with yourself,” she grumbled.
The stoic expression was replaced by a devilish grin.
“That’s not nice,” she chided.
Half-hooded eyes gleamed with amusement. “But it was most satisfying,” he rumbled. He turned to go back into the house. “And my easiest victory yet.”