This is going to be a funny little one shot, so I hope you enjoy it. The character im using is my New oc, Sakura. And Sesshoumaru.
A demoness with pink hair, sighed as she shook her head. She has been watching Inuyasha eat dirt for that past hour because all that he said was pissing off the young miko.
She laughed as the miko; Kagome, said a barrage of sits and Inuyasha was dug deeper into the ground.
"What the hell are you laughing at Sakura?" Came inuyasha's muffled voice.
"Your pain," She said simply. "I'm going for a walk," She said, standing and dusting of her blue hakama.
She stepped into the woods and smiled slightly. The woods always had a very calming affect on her. As she walked she came across a silver-haired demon she knew very well. She masked her scent and walked up behind him, She pounced and he landed face first in the dirt, her straddling his back. He was about to attack when he heard a familiar giggle. Pink hair fell around a pale face.
"Shoumaru-chan," She squealed and nuzzled his neck.
"Sakura" He growled. Shoving her got up, glared at her and turned and left.
Its been about six months since that meeting. And Sakura made a decision.
"Imma make him my bitch," She decided. Bluish silver eyes shining with determination. She went around gathering the things she will need for the items she is going to make.
After that she made the things she will need. A collar, A leash, Both tear resistence. She got up and left the hut she was staying in. She went out to the others, Explaining that she was going to be gone for a while and not to worry. She got a corus of be carefuls and goodbyes.
She searched for a while till she found him. She smirked evilly and snuck up behind him. He could smell her, but paid no mind. That would be his biggest regret, or will it. She did the same as she did the first time, She pounced on him. Only difference is; she snapped a collar on him.
He growled as he felt the fabric of something close around his neck. It felt uncomfortable yet natural, He didn't like it.
He stood and turned and glared at the woman. A growl falling from his lips.
She smirked deviously. "You are officially my bitch." She cackled, Her eyes shining amusement.
He stared at her in shock. He grabbed at the collar and tried to rip it off. He realized that it wouldn't budge.
She giggled, "That won't work," She said, "It's a stretchy tear resistant fabric,"
He growled at her, "Onna, take this contraption off," He snarled. His claws dripping with poison.
"But then people won't know you taken, or my bitch, so man up and deal with it," She smirked with an insane glint in her eye.
He gulped, though you wouldn't notice it unless you know him very well. Though he kept up a stoic front. 'This isn't going to end well,' he thought, mentally praying to which ever diety that will listen, that he will not die in this situation.
I don't think it was very funny. But Let me know what you think. Reviews are appreciated. very much so. I revised it a bit.
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