Prompt #61: Clothing
Title: Wacky College AU Comedy Fic
Author: starzki
Rating: T
Genre: AU, Comedy
Word Count: 544
Summary: Sango loses a very important piece of clothing.
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“You are in so much trouble right now, I can’t even look at you.” The co-ed stalked around Miroku’s dorm, huffing and overturning pillows in her desperate search.
Chagrined though he was, Miroku couldn’t help the mischievous smile that kept turning up the corners of his mouth. “We’ll find it, Sango. You still have time.”
Sango whirled and looked at the clock. “Idiot!” she fumed. “I’m fifteen minutes late! My father is probably showing up at my dorm as we speak to take me out to lunch! Help me look!”
Miroku shook his head, trying to think of a place they hadn’t already looked. Last night had been so fiery, so passionate, that clothes were flung far and wide. In fact, he, himself, had only just found his boxers. He decided that since Sango was searching low, he would go high. He looked on the corners of the hanging light fixtures and on his book shelves.
“Maybe you could just go without them?” he offered without much hope of calming her down.
“What?!” Sango shrieked at a note that could have peeled paint. “Go out for lunch with my father without my underwear?”
Miroku kept quiet kept looking.
But Sango was on a roll, “I should never have come here last night. I knew I had this lunch. I knew it was a bad idea.” Sango huffed again and crossed her arms, refusing to look at Miroku.
He hated that she was angry, especially at him. He walked up to her and put his arms around her. “Yes, but you came anyway, didn’t you? Why was that?” he purred into her ear. It was when he used that low sexy timbre of his voice that Sango would melt for him.
She tried to remain angry, but the memories of the previous night were working their way back to the surface. She couldn’t deny the way he could make her feel, like she could die of pleasure. “You said if I came over in the clothes I planned to wear to lunch, I’d be home in plenty of time for my lunch. You lied.” Though her words were angry, Sango tilted her neck up to his lips. Miroku kissed it lightly.
“We’ll figure something out,” he said, looking up at the clock again. But then the glimpse of black satin caught his eye. “I think I’ve found something.”
Hanging on the window blinds’ cord, half hidden behind the blinds, were Sango’s panties. He plucked them off and gave them to his happy girlfriend.
She squealed and kissed his mouth. She put them on under her skirt and rushed to his mirror. She had to stand on her tiptoes just to see her face since Miroku had mounted the small mirror at his height. She smoothed out her hair and checked her teeth.
“You look gorgeous,” Miroku said.
Sango smiled before kissing him soundly. Then she ran for the door, calling over her shoulder that she would call him later.
Miroku closed the door after her and flopped on his bed. He figured that he had at least two or three hours to figure out what to say to make Sango forgive him for letting her leave without telling her about the huge hickey on her neck.
END.
Author: starzki
Rating: T
Genre: AU, Comedy
Word Count: 544
Summary: Sango loses a very important piece of clothing.
-x-
“You are in so much trouble right now, I can’t even look at you.” The co-ed stalked around Miroku’s dorm, huffing and overturning pillows in her desperate search.
Chagrined though he was, Miroku couldn’t help the mischievous smile that kept turning up the corners of his mouth. “We’ll find it, Sango. You still have time.”
Sango whirled and looked at the clock. “Idiot!” she fumed. “I’m fifteen minutes late! My father is probably showing up at my dorm as we speak to take me out to lunch! Help me look!”
Miroku shook his head, trying to think of a place they hadn’t already looked. Last night had been so fiery, so passionate, that clothes were flung far and wide. In fact, he, himself, had only just found his boxers. He decided that since Sango was searching low, he would go high. He looked on the corners of the hanging light fixtures and on his book shelves.
“Maybe you could just go without them?” he offered without much hope of calming her down.
“What?!” Sango shrieked at a note that could have peeled paint. “Go out for lunch with my father without my underwear?”
Miroku kept quiet kept looking.
But Sango was on a roll, “I should never have come here last night. I knew I had this lunch. I knew it was a bad idea.” Sango huffed again and crossed her arms, refusing to look at Miroku.
He hated that she was angry, especially at him. He walked up to her and put his arms around her. “Yes, but you came anyway, didn’t you? Why was that?” he purred into her ear. It was when he used that low sexy timbre of his voice that Sango would melt for him.
She tried to remain angry, but the memories of the previous night were working their way back to the surface. She couldn’t deny the way he could make her feel, like she could die of pleasure. “You said if I came over in the clothes I planned to wear to lunch, I’d be home in plenty of time for my lunch. You lied.” Though her words were angry, Sango tilted her neck up to his lips. Miroku kissed it lightly.
“We’ll figure something out,” he said, looking up at the clock again. But then the glimpse of black satin caught his eye. “I think I’ve found something.”
Hanging on the window blinds’ cord, half hidden behind the blinds, were Sango’s panties. He plucked them off and gave them to his happy girlfriend.
She squealed and kissed his mouth. She put them on under her skirt and rushed to his mirror. She had to stand on her tiptoes just to see her face since Miroku had mounted the small mirror at his height. She smoothed out her hair and checked her teeth.
“You look gorgeous,” Miroku said.
Sango smiled before kissing him soundly. Then she ran for the door, calling over her shoulder that she would call him later.
Miroku closed the door after her and flopped on his bed. He figured that he had at least two or three hours to figure out what to say to make Sango forgive him for letting her leave without telling her about the huge hickey on her neck.
END.