I do not own Inuyasha
"More, more, more" Rin screamed.
Since when did she become so demanding? Sesshomaru wondered.
But he did not bother to collect her; instead he moved his hand swiftly, his fingers danced, aimed true to its target. He smirked inwardly.
"This is great!" Rin breathed excitingly. "Lord Sesshomaru is so great!" she exclaimed.
Sesshomaru remained silence instead of telling her she was stating the obvious. Of course he was great with anything.
Rin smiled at him, extremely pleased. "Thank you Lord Sesshomaru."
He stared down at the very satisfied girl before she murmured "Hn."
"Tell me again Rin. Why do we need all these lemons for?" Jaken asked annoyingly because he was happen to be at the bottom of the lemon tree when Sesshomaru let his lighting green whip flying to nod the lemons off its tree. His head was black and blue with bruises from the lemons down pour. Leaves were stocking on his little black hat.
"I want to add these," Rin showed the basket, now, full of lemons toward Jaken, "to the oranges, and the bananas and the peaches, and Rin will make dinner out of it!" Rin smiled brightly. Jaken scuffed.
"Why lemons? It's so sour!"
"Oh, Rin just want them because they look pretty," Rin said sweetly.
"All because it looks pretty?! My head is swollen and I have to go through all those suffering only because you think they look pretty?" Jaken pointed an angry shaky finger at her. But before Rin could answer or Jaken could say anymore, a lemon flew out of nowhere and landed right on the center of the green imp's forehead. He fainted with a thud.
Well, Rin still think lemons were pretty.
This is nonsense, really. I just in the mood for lemons. Review anyway.