I've decided to group together all my one-shots that are a response to 50 Ways to Torture a Taiyoukai.
This is my first response:
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Stay
Average. Kagome Higurashi had always figured this one word described the story of her life. But that was before the incident with the well and time travelling. This though was long before her improved miko abilities. It was many years before this new situation that she had gotten into. Staring in golden eyes, she dared the being to try and make a move. The well had yet to seal off and she maintained her visits to the past praying that each time she returned it wouldn't be her last. Over the past few years many things had changed. With the downfall of Naraku out of the way there were many new things to focus on. One such thing being the care of Rin.
This brought her to her current situation. Sesshomaru had agreed to accept her help during a random encounter some time ago. With each visit to the past Kagome would get together with the child and teach her the things she couldn't learn from a male or youkai. It was never discussed how far the miko should continue the education. Apparently her latest lesson was a problem. There was a specific role Rin would play as a lady and no reason for her to learn reading, writing, or other such educational information. Kagome disagreed and for this reason she was now in a heated debate with the inu. A threat of her life was received and would take place if she continued to defy him. She, in return, gave her own threat with a death like glare. She knew he hated her. Hated the way she would refuse him when all others wouldn't question his orders. Hated the way she dressed before the woman agreed to wear clothing of this time era. Not to mention that he still held a hatred for humans. But Kagome didn't let this faze her even though she knew that, as much as Sesshomaru acknowledged the miko and the important function she played, he would kill her if he wished.
But she had something up her sleeve, literally, that he wouldn't expect should she find herself in danger of the deadly claws. In an instant he was speeding at her. A dangerous hand wrapped about her neck, threatening her intake of air, but she didn't reach to pry the fingers away. Her hands reached into the folds of her kimono sleeve and tossed her mysterious object around the inu's neck. With a smirk she whispered a single word and pulled away from the being, now unable to move, holding her.
"Don't worry," she mumbled, "It'll only last a few seconds. But do remember that threats don't work against me."
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Ja ne
Angelic Memories
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