The Language of Love by Himura Asami

Qualibet

Qualibet: wherever you like; in any way you please.

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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.

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Word Count: 100

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            Everyone stared at Kagome in disbelief, but she didn’t notice. “My name’s Kagome!” she chirped with a bow.

            Mitsuki raised her eyebrow. “I am Mitsuki, Sesshomaru’s mother. This is Lady Ingo.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Kagome said, her eyes lighting up. “But, I think I’m going to head out now,” she said, shooting a meaningful glare in Sesshomaru’s direction.

            “And I suppose you will go wherever you like with no destination?” Mitsuki questioned, her eyes shining.

            “Eh…”

            “Ingo-chan and I will show you your rooms. I know exactly where you should stay.”

            “Really? Thanks!”

            Dread settled over Sesshomaru.

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This one was hard…

But I like where Inumama is going with this.

Dreading it for Sesshomaru, but enjoying it just because I love practically anything Inumama does.

T.N.T!