Impromptu Striptease

1,155 Long, ne?

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Kagome untied her red hakama's and danced around the hut. She was finally alone. Blissful peace before the storm began. The boys would be back soon and the children would be with them-running about and creating havoc. It felt nice to be able to relax once in a while.

With a sigh of relief she let the silken pants fall in a heap around her ankles. She stepped out of them with a sensual twirl. In the heat of the moment she threw her smooth leg into the air and let it slam against the ground with a graceful tipping of the toes. She synchronized the beat of her panty clad hips with the familiar tune of the American song she loved to hear as a child. Her head soon joined the beat as it harshly turned from side to side.

She flipped her long hair over her shoulder as her foot began to tap harshly against the wooden floorboards. "Rising up!" Her accented English met horrendously with the tone deaf approach she chose to go with. She jumped up and foolishly turned her back to the mat that acted as a door.

"Back on the street!" She returned to solely shaking her hips from side to side. At one point during the song her thighs had come close together and had begun to rub them causing her blaring pink underwear to slowly ride up. "Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past~" Her hands came closer to her lips and formed a tight interlocked fist as she began to ridiculously turn her head in loose circles.

"You must fight to keep them alive!" An arm came down to land on her hip while the other remained curled into a tight fist as she continued to loudly sing the song. After all those years the tune and lyrics were still freshly implanted in her memory. As the loud bang of the cymbals came she made sure to raise her voice as loud as she could.

"It's the—EYE OF THE TIGER!" Her loud exclamation and the way that the tune seemed to somewhat kick up from that point onward in her mind drowned out the sound of the mat being shifted behind her and left her oblivious to the shocked inu-youkai standing in front of it.

"It's the thrill of the tiger! It's the thrill of the fight!" Her arms lifted above her head as her hips slow movement began to become erratic.

"Rising up to the challenge of our rival!" Her eyes were screwed shut as she became even more lost into the wonderful song. In passing she remembered she had to get dressed for the meeting that would take place in a few minutes.

"Stalks his pray in the night!"

Slowly she undid the hidden buttons beneath the bust of her altered haori and near the hem line. "And he's watching us all—" Her right leg jerked harshly on the floor as she tilted her weight onto her left foot. She clutched the open ends of her shirt and flung her arm out sharply to the right. The fabric went with and exposed her breast and the length of her shoulder as her body bounced slightly.

She distinctly felt her unbound breasts bob against her chest with the movement but didn't pay it any thought as the song reached the end of the first chorus. She pivoted her hips and hummed to the beat as she slowly turned around towards the armoire.

She didn't know that the only thing hiding her breasts from view was the open shirt that she clutched so tightly in her grasp. So she decided to take off her shirt completely before starting up on the oncoming verses. She bobbed her head around before finishing the strongest vocal in the song.

"With the EYE~" She haphazardly flung out her other arm and jumped up on the floor. The movement gave the quiet spectator quite the show as her breasts bounced around and created a strange shimmer as her raven locks began to cascade around her shoulder.

"Of the tiger!"

She discarded the item on the floor a few feet away from herself as she tried but failed to walk the rest of the way in a sexy manner. She ended up giggling to herself and ignored the strange feeling of her underwear becoming an atypical thong. She hummed along to the rest of the song and softly bounced on her heels as she opened the doors to the armoire.

Feeling rather perturbed but chalking it up to her underwear she reached over and picked at it as she looked through a few formal yukata. She groaned as the problem persisted and as a last ditch effort she grabbed the elastic band and pulled on it. She let go and winced as she realized she might have stretched back a little too far. She groaned in annoyance as she continued to feel uneasy and ended up scratching an itch on her nipple in her anxious state. Not once did it cross her mind to regain a feel for her surroundings.

By now Sesshomaru felt he had watched enough and that he needed to leave while he still had the chance. Thinking she was still wrapped up in her own little world he reached over and pulled the flap open. He didn't realize that Kagome had ceased her loud humming as she looked over a specific kimono. Upon hearing the booming rustle her head snapped back and she let go of the fabric. With a squeal she jumped up to cover herself when she realized that the man in question wasn't about to come in instead he was about to leave.

In her haste to retain some form of modesty she grabbed a hold of the first thing she could get and tried to place it in front of herself. Her nervous hands fumbled with the first item and she found herself running over to attempt to cover herself with the open door of the huge armoire. In the end she ended up hurting her knee against the dresser and her attempt to grab on made her topple various books over that were stacked neatly in place. She froze and decided to see if Sesshomaru was gone but was surprised to see him still in the half open doorway.

Fortunately no one had come over yet and mistakenly caught them during their compromising situation. Her body malfunctioned as she realized that a large bulge was making itself known within his pristine turquoise hakamas. She awkwardly cleared her throat as she managed to cover herself with her arms. "I think if you wore a fundoshi that wouldn't be so, uh, you know… prominent." Her cheeks finally found the opportune moment to turn a violent shade of crimson as she continued to unsuccessfully move her eyes away from his crotch.

He seemed to be rooted to his spot as well seeing as how he had barely moved an inch. Somehow he found it in himself to pointedly nod and briskly walk outside without a single word.

A/N: Inspiration hit and just like that Sesshou has been embarrassed! I feel like a mans weakpoint is usually his crotch so I might as well let his just annoy the hell out of him for a bit longer, ne?

A fundoshi is an old form of male underwear back in the day. It's like a cup for their ding-a-longs and then in the back it's like a thong. It's weird and I'm sure it's annoying and uncomfortable sooo I doubt Sesshomaru wears that thing.

I was gonna say that some of the lines between the first chorus and verse were skipped…

Before I forget, "Does anyone else here love that damn song?!" I might add a tribute to the amazing concert I went to in Dallas a few days ago! Not for Survivors it was more for Kings of Leon though Flaming Lips and Jackson Browne also played.