Classy
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Kagome leaned back against Inuyasha's leather couch as she talked to the gorgeous youkai male she'd met at her best friend's party, really hoping to get a chance to get to know the guy more. She didn't know how realistic that was, though – she'd known Inuyasha for three years, now, and had never seen this guy before.
Tall, silver of hair and golden eyed just like her friend, all resemblance ended there. Red marks over his eyes, and two magenta crests across his cheeks along with a deep blue crescent moon in the center of his forehead, he was about the most beautiful male she'd ever seen, and that wasn't even talking about his body.
And damn, is that hot! This one makes every other guy just disappear.
Indeed, they were constantly getting interrupted in their conversation by women asking him to dance with flirtatious looks and come hither expressions. So far, though, he'd turned them all down with nary a glance at the one asking, keeping his attention firmly fixed on her.
"So... Sesshoumaru. How do you know Inuyasha, anyway? I've known him for three years and never met you before," she said, smiling at him over her glass as she took a sip.
At that question, a slightly sour look crossed Sesshoumaru's face, and Kagome cocked a brow, curious. "That cretin is my half-brother," he finally answered, obviously not pleased at having to admit such a thing.
Caught off-guard, Kagome stared at the guy, mouth open a bit as she took that in. Running her eyes down his body, then back up, she thought about that, and then shook her head.
"Nope, don't see it. You must be kidding," she replied.
"What makes you say that?" he asked, intrigued.
"Like I said, I've known Inuyasha for three years. The guy is a good friend of mine, but he has absolutely no class. You, on the other hand," she murmured, looking him over again, "give the meaning to the word."
Sesshoumaru smirked at her, tilting his head in thanks for the compliment.
Perhaps I should keep this one, he mused. Even if she considers him a friend, she obviously has excellent taste.
He looked her over for a moment, and then nodded inwardly to himself.
Yes... this one could be quite fun. I'll show her just how classy I can be – which won't be all that difficult, since she is used to the antics of that perpetual child, Inuyasha.
He almost laughed aloud at the look on her face as the aforementioned hanyou went dancing past, his face stuck in some random woman's cleavage.
No, it won't be difficult at all.
"Would you like to get out of here and go somewhere more... classy?" he asked her cheekily, a knowing smirk on his face.
Kagome set her drink down and nodded enthusiastically. "I certainly would," she smiled.
He stood and held his arm out for her, and as she stood and took it, he led her from the house.
Two years later, when Inuyasha volunteered to throw his brother's bachelor party, Kagome adamantly refused, insisting that their father would do it.
When Inuyasha, insulted, asked why, she replied, "Because you have absolutely no class, Inuyasha. Absolutely none. I don't even want to know what antics you'd get everyone up to."
Needless to say, that started an argument between the two that lasted for the rest of eternity.
Not that Sesshoumaru minded...