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Title: Shinjitsusei
Pairing: Sango/Sesshomaru
Fandom: InuYasha
Theme: #74 Voice
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any related characters. This, I find, is absolutely horrible. It’s out of character, the writing is bad. I just absolutely hate it. And all this was after three revisions. I just can’t get it right. Sorry.
There was nothing wrong with her. Or so Sango thought. It was not until much; much later after the rather embarrassing event that she learned that indeed something was wrong with her. Something big.
It was a normal day. The entire group was out after Naraku still and Sango was still determined to save her brother. Not much had changed. Kagome was giggling over InuYasha and trying not to be angered when he seemed to not like her attention, Shippou was as happy as ever, just along for the ride. And Miroku was… well, he was sneaking up behind her. She was not in the mood for this in the morning.
“Touch me and you die.” She didn’t even need to face him to see is sheepish expression, although it would have a lusty glint in it.
“I wasn’t going to do anything,” he tried to defend himself.
Sango’s anger rose, “Liar. I know you. Always you seem to have to have some sort of feel-up with me.”
Miroku’s hands were in the air, as if he were trying to defend himself from the verbal lashing. “I was going to do nothing of the-“
Her hand came down on his cheek hard. Something must have been wrong with her. At least she should give him a chance to explain what he wanted or something. This… this anger just wasn’t like her. “Shove it,” she said, walking away. No, she would never say that. Something must have been wrong. And that was only her first clue.
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Only a number of hours later, Sango found herself walking through the forest, alone. She just found that she couldn’t be near any of her friends at the moment. She found herself telling them things that she didn’t want told. InuYasha should just get over Kikyo and date Sango. Miroku was an insensitive pig and that she would kill him the next time he touched her in a way that she didn’t want him to. As fun as Kagome was, she was also annoying and should just get off her high horse and stop acting as though the world revolved around her and InuYasha. The only person she hadn’t said anything bad to was Shippou, but the fox demon was just so cute that she had to tell him that, too.
“Something wrong, ningen.”
Sango spun around to find herself face to face with the infamous Sesshomaru. Surprisingly, Sango was learning, however slowly, that he wasn’t as bad as people made him out to be. He just had some problems with humans, his brother, and socializing.
“Yes.”
They stood eyeing each other. Sango wondered which one would break the silence first.
Their friendship (if it could even be called that) was an odd one. They had first met after a heated battle. Then they kept meeting. At first all they did was argue (and they still did that quite a bit), but the demon lord had grown on her. He was intelligent, strong, and handsome. The only thing truly wrong with him was his personality.
“Ever think of maybe switching personalities with someone? You can be a real bastard, you know.” Sango covered her mouth with her hand. She had definitely not wanted to say that!
Sesshomaru only lifted an eyebrow in return, “And have you ever thought about getting the monk to leave you alone? He seems to be awfully fond of touching your backside, ningen.”
It wasn’t often that Sesshomaru actually gave her a comeback, “Why, jealous?”
And she had definitely not wanted to say that.
“In your dreams, ningen.”
“You have no idea what happens in my dreams,” she was smirking at him. She was actually smirking at him! Something had to be very wrong. She tried to remove the look, but it just wouldn’t go.
Sesshomaru took a menacing step towards her, leaning in towards her face. He’s going to kiss me, she thought and her eyes widened. But that was not at all what he did. Instead he sniffed around her neck. “Shinjitsusei,” he murmured, his breath making a tingle go down her spine, “A demon has put a truth spell on you, ningen.”
Now she blushed. At least before this, Sesshomaru would have at least thought she was just teasing him about her dreams. Now he knew that they were real!
“It should be gone in another day.”
She still just stood staring at him. He turned to leave, then looked back at her. And then back towards where he was headed again. Finally he whipped around, and faster than she could see, he was before her, grazing his lips with her own.
“Be careful. The truth can hurt some people.” He was referring to Miroku.
“I will.”
Pairing: Sango/Sesshomaru
Fandom: InuYasha
Theme: #74 Voice
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any related characters. This, I find, is absolutely horrible. It’s out of character, the writing is bad. I just absolutely hate it. And all this was after three revisions. I just can’t get it right. Sorry.
There was nothing wrong with her. Or so Sango thought. It was not until much; much later after the rather embarrassing event that she learned that indeed something was wrong with her. Something big.
It was a normal day. The entire group was out after Naraku still and Sango was still determined to save her brother. Not much had changed. Kagome was giggling over InuYasha and trying not to be angered when he seemed to not like her attention, Shippou was as happy as ever, just along for the ride. And Miroku was… well, he was sneaking up behind her. She was not in the mood for this in the morning.
“Touch me and you die.” She didn’t even need to face him to see is sheepish expression, although it would have a lusty glint in it.
“I wasn’t going to do anything,” he tried to defend himself.
Sango’s anger rose, “Liar. I know you. Always you seem to have to have some sort of feel-up with me.”
Miroku’s hands were in the air, as if he were trying to defend himself from the verbal lashing. “I was going to do nothing of the-“
Her hand came down on his cheek hard. Something must have been wrong with her. At least she should give him a chance to explain what he wanted or something. This… this anger just wasn’t like her. “Shove it,” she said, walking away. No, she would never say that. Something must have been wrong. And that was only her first clue.
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Only a number of hours later, Sango found herself walking through the forest, alone. She just found that she couldn’t be near any of her friends at the moment. She found herself telling them things that she didn’t want told. InuYasha should just get over Kikyo and date Sango. Miroku was an insensitive pig and that she would kill him the next time he touched her in a way that she didn’t want him to. As fun as Kagome was, she was also annoying and should just get off her high horse and stop acting as though the world revolved around her and InuYasha. The only person she hadn’t said anything bad to was Shippou, but the fox demon was just so cute that she had to tell him that, too.
“Something wrong, ningen.”
Sango spun around to find herself face to face with the infamous Sesshomaru. Surprisingly, Sango was learning, however slowly, that he wasn’t as bad as people made him out to be. He just had some problems with humans, his brother, and socializing.
“Yes.”
They stood eyeing each other. Sango wondered which one would break the silence first.
Their friendship (if it could even be called that) was an odd one. They had first met after a heated battle. Then they kept meeting. At first all they did was argue (and they still did that quite a bit), but the demon lord had grown on her. He was intelligent, strong, and handsome. The only thing truly wrong with him was his personality.
“Ever think of maybe switching personalities with someone? You can be a real bastard, you know.” Sango covered her mouth with her hand. She had definitely not wanted to say that!
Sesshomaru only lifted an eyebrow in return, “And have you ever thought about getting the monk to leave you alone? He seems to be awfully fond of touching your backside, ningen.”
It wasn’t often that Sesshomaru actually gave her a comeback, “Why, jealous?”
And she had definitely not wanted to say that.
“In your dreams, ningen.”
“You have no idea what happens in my dreams,” she was smirking at him. She was actually smirking at him! Something had to be very wrong. She tried to remove the look, but it just wouldn’t go.
Sesshomaru took a menacing step towards her, leaning in towards her face. He’s going to kiss me, she thought and her eyes widened. But that was not at all what he did. Instead he sniffed around her neck. “Shinjitsusei,” he murmured, his breath making a tingle go down her spine, “A demon has put a truth spell on you, ningen.”
Now she blushed. At least before this, Sesshomaru would have at least thought she was just teasing him about her dreams. Now he knew that they were real!
“It should be gone in another day.”
She still just stood staring at him. He turned to leave, then looked back at her. And then back towards where he was headed again. Finally he whipped around, and faster than she could see, he was before her, grazing his lips with her own.
“Be careful. The truth can hurt some people.” He was referring to Miroku.
“I will.”