To the Victor...
Disclaimer Rumiko Takahashi = InuYasha Creator. Viz and Shogagukan = InuYasha publishers. Twiknham does not = Rumiko Takahashi or Viz and Shogagukan. Therefore twiknham does not own any rights to InuYasha. TK also does not own any rights to the ski resorts in Sapporo or to any Hasbro games. Please enjoy this free fanfic. Thank you. - TK
Challenge: Fishing Add a starfish Keep it less than 800 words
Sesshoumaru stifled a growl as he glanced at his watch. Apparently 5pm to Kagome means somewhere between 6:30 and 8pm. If he had wanted to eat that late, he would have invited her to dinner at 8pm. Getting up out of his chair, he walked over to the giant saltwater fish tank that was built into the southern most wall. Reaching out to a small bowl sitting on a pedestal, he casually gathered a small amount of dried brine shrimp and tossed it in the water. The creatures of the deep amused him and he watched as the voracious crown-of-thorns starfish lifted their limbs to gather the food. Although they liked coral best, these spiny creatures were happy with the shrimp provided for their nourishment.
Just as he was about to give up, the elevator dinged and two elegantly dressed ladies walked out of the box. The tallest bowed slightly before walking over to the seat he had gestured towards. The shorter smiled, bowed and then walked up and hugged him.
"Hello! I'm Yumi, thank you so much for inviting us for dinner."
As she let go and walked over to the table, Sesshoumaru straightened his shoulders in an attempt to dispel the disgust that he felt at being assaulted by a human. Kagome smiled at him knowingly and watched as he frowned back. Sitting down, he motioned and well trained staff suddenly appeared before them with the first course of their meal, Cream of Conch Soup.
They were barely into the delectably sweet soup when Yumi started talking. "So, how did you meet Kagome?" She looked up expectantly.
"He tried to kill me." Kagome didn't even look up from her bowl, knowing if she did, the game would be over.
"What?" Yumi suddenly laughed. "How stupid of me, I forgot you almost ran her over on the slalom just yesterday."
Sesshoumaru looked over at the black haired girl who was studiously attacking her soup. "Yes, she was an unexpected obstacle in my path." He knew Kagome hadn't been talking about the ski incident yesterday just like he knew she knew he wasn't talking about it either.
The soup suddenly disappeared and small endive salads with tiny flecks of sun-dried tomatoes and a delectable balsamic lemon basil dressing glazed lightly on the top was placed in front of each of them. Without batting an eyelash, Yumi continued.
"So, what is your occupation?"
Sesshoumaru looked at her. "I am lord of all I command. As you can see, I have amassed enough wealth to enjoy the finer things in life."
Kagome rolled her eyes. "I so thought you were a vagrant, the way you held no regard for others around you...or a drag queen in your very feminine guise with the long silver hair of yours."
Yumi actually choked on a piece of lettuce and inadvertently gulped a fine Pinot Grigio. "I don't know how you could possibly confuse him with a woman!"
Kagome laughed. "You have to admit, if he was to put on pink eye shadow and maybe a line or two of blush at his cheekbones..." She let Yumi imagine the rest.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, knowing Kagome was baiting him. "I come from a family of man who wear their hair long. It is part of my heritage. As for the makeup, do I really look like the kind of person who would gussy himself up like that?"
Two tongues went to two cheeks as the women studied him carefully. Kagome reached out and grabbed a piece of bread, breaking off a morsel to keep from saying anything. Yumi was not as inhibited. "Yes, I could see it."
The next course came out before Sesshoumaru could reach across the table and strangle the impertinent woman. The silver rimmed plates had lightly seasoned chicken artfully displayed on a bed of black japonica rice and a small medley of baby carrots, snow peas and daikon displayed beside them. Both girls exclaimed over the exoticness of the dish and Sesshoumaru almost rolled his eyes. The two previous dishes were much more exotic, but presentation was everything. Giving himself a mental reminder to handsomely reward his chef in the morning, he gently cut the chicken and started eating.
"So...what are your intentions?"
Sesshoumaru actually choked, it was a dry wheezing sound and Kagome was out of her chair and pounding him on the back before he knew it. As the food dislodged, her ferocious attack doing the trick, he felt the blood pool in his ears, a sure sign that things were not going to progress well. However, before he could react, Kagome deftly defused the entire situation.
"Yumi, quit fishing. You are being rude. Sesshoumaru was kind enough to share his wonderful meal with us, and I hope he will let us stay for dessert so that we can experience whatever delicacies he has planned next."
Kagome reached down and picked up her napkin, giving Sesshoumaru a nice view of silk stretched tight over a firm ass. "Hm, I believe only one of you will be staying for desert."
Before anyone had a chance to respond, Kagome quickly clapped her hands. "Well then, if you will excuse me..." And was out the door before either of them could even grasp what was going on.
Wryly, Sesshoumaru looked over at Yumi. "You are not exactly the fish I was going for, but you will do. Can you play chess? I could use a stimulating game to round out my nerves."
Yumi laughed. "Sorry, the only game I'm good at is Clue, and I hate to tell you, but you really need to get one."
Sesshoumaru stopped at the door, remembering he did still have a guest. "Baked Alaska will be out shortly. My chauffer will see you back to your resort. Goodnight."
The door closed behind him and he heard quiet chucking followed quickly by "Oh my gosh, what is this delicious thing called again?"
A/N: So I am giving up on writing anything close to the required length. I hope you enjoyed this latest installation. -TK