When Pranks go Awry by Azurevi [April Fool's Day Challenge]
Title: When Pranks go Awry
Author: Azurevi
Theme: April Fool's Day Mini-Challenge
Genre: Mischief
Rating: T
Words: 500
Warnings: Implied sexual situation
Summary: A prank goes wrong when the wrong person falls for it.
Miroku ran until he reached a familiar clearing with an unexpected figure in it.
“S-Sesshomaru-sama.” He gasped, falling to his knees.
“Houshi.” The taiyoukai surveyed him with mild interest.
Miroku took a moment to catch his breath by the well and remember the morning and the event that had him running for the door the moment he awoke.
He’d woken up with the worst hangover of his life and two extremely beautiful, scantily-clad girls twined sensuously around him.
And he had no idea how they got there.
Sango had her long bare legs wrapped around one of his, her breathing deep and even. Kagome was molded to his other side facing away from him.
With the finesse refined from years of escaping similar situations, he’d run.
“M-may I ask you something?”
“Hn.”
“You are quite old are you not?”
“By human measurement.” Sesshomaru inclined his head slightly.
“Then you have a great deal of experience with females!” Miroku burst out desperately.
Sesshomaru managed to look simultaneously bored and uncomfortable. “I have had several encounters with them.” He hedged.
“I have made a grave error.” Miroku fisted his hands in his robes and closed his eyes.
The wind shifted and before Miroku could blink the taiyoukai had him dangling above the ground by the throat.
“What have you done?” He hissed, eyes bleeding to red. “Why do you smell of the miko?”
“Ses-!” Miroku gurgled.
Sesshomaru dropped him. “Answer or die.”
Miroku scrambled backwards. “I can’t remember!”
The tip of Bakusaiga flicked to the houshi’s throat. “The miko was not yours to claim.”
“I didn’t want to!”
They stared at each other, scared violet eyes meeting coldly furious golden eyes.
“Sesshomaru-sama!” Kagome burst into the clearing, flushed and breathing heavily. “Wait!”
The taiyoukai spared her a glance. “Miko.”
“What are you doing?!”
“Ending the houshi’s suffering.”
“Crap! This was NOT how this was supposed to go!” She raced forward, grabbing hold of Sesshomaru’s sleeve. “Let him go.”
“Do not stray houshi. I will find you.” Sesshomaru sheathed his sword in an easy, practiced motion.
“I’m sorry.” Kagome said to Miroku.
“He smells of you.” Sesshomaru growled shortly when they were alone.
“Yes but did he smell like sex?” Kagome prodded with a faint blush.
That made him pause and scent the air again, this time more slowly.
“Explain.”
“We played a prank on him.” She bit her lip. “It was just supposed to make him reevaluate his lecherous ways.”
They stood in silence and Kagome squirmed under Sesshomaru’s unreadable gaze.
“Why do you care anyway?” She burst out suddenly.
His piercing eyes traveled her whole body in a flick. “You are not his to claim.”
“Uh, no duh. Why would YOU-” She broke off, sudden realization dawning. “What…?”
“You are not his to claim.” He reiterated slowly, willing her to understand.
“Sesshomaru-sama.” She kept moving forward until she stood before him.
“Say it.” He commanded.
“I am not his to claim.”
Tension bled out of his posture and he nodded. “Hn.”