Two years later, and I’ve finally jumped on the bandwagon. Welcome to my collection of Inuyasha-inspired drabbles and ficlets! This 200 word entry was triggered by a comment thebes rain made in the SesshyxRin community on Live Journal (thebes rain, I hope you don’t mind me imagining up the following out of what you suggested!). Think of this as a twist on a classic romantic cliché. If you prefer more dramatic Rin/Sess fiction, check out my other stories and please forgive me this deviation!

Jitters

“What makes you think that I, Sesshoumaru, know less than any other male when it comes to human sexuality?” he said in a haughty voice.

He was so surprised that she had asked such a question, that he actually allowed her time to finish before he melted her into a steaming puddle of toxins.

“That’s what I was afraid of,” Kagome said, much too knowingly for his tastes.

Forty-five minutes later, after Kagome had gone back into the house, Inuyasha cautiously approached the powerful full-youkai.

“So… Did you two have your, uh, little talk?”

Sesshoumaru said nothing. He looked shaken.

Inuyasha hesitantly continued.

“Did she tell you not to—“

“Yes.”

“And she suggested that you—“

“Yes.”

“And did she tell you about the pl—“

“Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru said quietly, “If you don’t shut up, I’ll remove your skull from your spine.”

Inuyasha regarded him sympathetically.

There was a commotion in the wooden hut, and the door slid open. Rin stepped out, dressed in a white kimono and wedding veil. A clucking and cheerful Kagome followed closely behind.

Rin peeped at Sesshoumaru from beneath the edge of her veil, and beamed a wide, sudden, and eager smile.

Sesshoumaru gulped, and wondered if it was too late to provoke Inuyasha into killing him.