Disclaimer:The characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz Media. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Three years since she had left the feudal era. The memories were nice, to say the least Kagome was surprised when the 'Inuyasha' manga came out on the market. It was well done, if not portraying her as a little more ditzy than she had been, and Inuyasha a little more stupid and brash.
With a little tick above here eyelid she remember a scene where she ran screaming 'Kyaaaa' with her arms flailing. She was never THAT bad... right?
Taking the weekend off to herself, away from the shrine and homework, she had come with her friends to a gaming convention. There was a cosplay contest which she decided to enter, and now she was decked from head to toe in frills and pink. An ode to Princess Peach.
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Sesshoumaru walked among the booths and strangely dressed gamers. He liked going to these, seeing the strange renditions of old weapons and seeing the lengths these fans went to to imitate their favorite characters. Even the L.A.R.P.ing was fun to watch, though it was often lacking in technical skill.
The upside to his years of life and meddling: he could walk amongst these people disguised as himself in the feudal era. He never entered the cosplay contests though figuring he had an unfair advantage because he WAS Sesshoumaru.
He once again mentally patted himself on the back for his novelty idea. Rumiko Takahashi was one of the descendants of his little Rin and when she showed prowess in artistic venues he sought to use her abilities to his advantage. He inserted himself as her mentor/teacher and started to tell her the tales of his silly hanyou brother and the scantily clad miko, leaving out much of the bits that included himself (he was never one for the lime light). Much to his pleasure she made a manga series from his stories.
Now as he meandered amongst the commoners a garishly pink outfit caught his eye. A very good portrayal of Super Mario Brother's Princess Peach the costume was, but hot pink was not his favorite color. Eyebrows arched into his hairline as he realized just who was so queerly... and modestly dressed. Such things needed repair.
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Kagome stopped as she was blocked by a wall of weathered black armor. Another cosplayer she assumed, but if he was in the contest... she was definitely out because it looked like he was really wearing vintage armor.
"Long time no see." A deep voice growled from above her head.
She looked up only to release a choked gasp. This was no cosplayer, but the real Sesshoumaru. He was grinning, and flexing his claws, she noticed with mortification.
"Such a long skirt... tsk tsk," he clucked, "doesn't suit you."
Clenching her eyes tight as she expected to be sliced in half when his sharp claw tipped hand sliced through the air, she was surprised when she merely felt the brush of cool air against her legs. Looking down she saw the lacy slip, cut to a jagged edge protruding a few inchs out from what was left of her dress... if one could call it that, because it was really just an eight inch strip of cloth around her waist.
As fear fell by the wayside she shook with indignation. Turning to eye the smug being sauntering past her with the pink tattered polyester satin slung over one shoulder like a prize kill she shouted, "Hey!"
He peeked over his shoulder at her exclamation, but his eyes were far from her face. Golden eyes roved over the long tanned legs not seen since the feudal era and his smug sense of pride only grew. Yes, the costume surely looked much better that way.
He grinned lasciviously at her, "It's much more flattering that way." He said idly as he turned and continued on through the convention.
"You jerk! You're such a...," but the rest of her protest died on her lips. She realized he was being playful and when had her best friends maniac brother been playful with her? And.. she realized belatedly. When had he become such a perv!?
"Hey!" She shouted again as she started to run after him while awkwardly trying to hold down her skirt with one hand. "You give that back!"
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Absolutely randomness brought on by... I'm not sure what.. but I thought it was cute xD
Enjoy my mild bout of insanity. Thanks for reading!
MontiK