Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been around. I'm in a bit of a disastrous jam at the moment (with more to come) so I'm not sure about getting to my fanfics any time soon as I'm out of ideas on how to continue them. I have the stories set, just not sure how to write it. Oneshots seem to be coming along fine as they are spur of the moment motivations that come by random chance...

Anyway, next oneshot. Meant to be a little funny, but not so sure anymore. *frowns at oneshot disapprovingly* Oh well. Enjoy reading!

Waiting: Humilation

by PhoenixBlade

Rated: T

Humiliating…

That was what it was. 100%, pure humiliation to the extreme. If he died and was born again, he'd die again from the weight of the humiliation of what he would have to do.

He had dealt with all forms of humiliation in the past. Many of which had been traumatizing at the time of the incidents and could have killed his reputation, but his father had told him during all those times that humiliation was a stepping stone into gaining success into one's future. Though it did nothing to solve any of those problems, he did learn to steel himself throughout the years from those experiences, learning then that tangling with women spelled out disaster for him.

However, just remembering those moments were just as humiliating.

Once, when he was 5 years old, he had unknowingly eaten his pet dog's feces, after he heard his older female cousin tell him that dogs pooped out cookies. This went on for several days until he fell sick and a trip to the doctor and a stern scolding from his parents made him kick out the dog.

When he was 8, that same female cousin gained a fascination with dressing him up in frilly and lacy clothes. He looked like something right out of an anime show involving lolita fashion. His mother and aunts loved it. Anything frilly and lacy was removed and burned from his closet the next day.

At 13, he had tried impressing a girl he had a crush on while playing soccer for gym class. Right when he was nearing the goal, he lost control of the ball and the boy playing goalie ran up to kick the ball. Unfortunately for himself, he didn't bother stopping and ran straight into a flying soccer ball. As he was being dragged away with a bloody nose and two missing teeth by the smelly old gym teacher, he heard his classmates laughing at him from the sidelines. The last image he saw of his crush was seeing her on the ground laughing with tears in her eyes.

Then when he tried losing his virginity at age 16, he managed to somehow charm his way into the pants of the hottest senior in school. Though he knew much about sex, there was little that he knew about the act of it. The next day, the whole school found out about his bed skills involving balloon animals made of condoms and his blood-curling cries that were loud enough to wake the dead or kill the living during sex. He promptly asked his father to send him abroad.

During college, he met his fiancée, Kagome, for the first time. On that same day they met, she called him a hentai and got him arrested on charges involving sexual harassment. It didn't help that it was done in the middle of a mall during the busy hours of the weekend. All eyes were on him, many of which were accusing and disgusted at the so-called molestation act. She hadn't stopped yelling and cursing at him as he was escorted to the security room inside the mall. Although they had found the real culprit who had indeed touched her, a few of his father's business associates' children happened to be there. He was then known by them as a pervert. She never apologized either.

After clearing up the incident with Kagome back then and after they had gotten together, she had forced him to attend an anime convention with her as payment for a large favor that she had done for him. He never watched anime much, or at all so he knew nothing of this strange and foreign cult that Kagome followed religiously. Afterwards, he wished that he never knew about it at all after having to face so many otakus and crazy fangirls who gushed and swooned at the sight of him-what was the term that Kagome use? Oh yes, he remembered it now- cosplaying as this Sephiroth person he knew nothing about. Men who traipsed around in long black leather capes that bared his chest was akin to one being favorable of the same sex. He had nothing against gay men, but he preferred women. He had never had so many phone numbers pictures taken from females and males in one day. Kagome, also draped in a black leather outfit with fitted gloves and large boots, assured him that if she were male, she would have swooned at how he handled his-and he quoted- "rock-hard and long-ass sword" as well.

Though there were many other humiliations that he wished had been long buried and forgotten, they were nothing compared to this-this humiliation that had presented itself to him in a rectangular shape in its blue plastic covering and faint flowery smell. His lips were set in a thin line, refusing to budge though he wished he could scowl. If he could, then he could scare away all the women who were now gathered (for some annoying reason) to the aisle he was in, many of which to gaze upon his masculine beauty, some to claim one of those rectangular items, and some to do both.

Though he loved his Kagome dearly, despite humiliating him on the first day of their meeting and many times thereafter, why did he allow her to humiliate him further by doing these insufferable tasks? Tasks, which males like himself, could not and should not perform? Did she not know that he was male? One destined to never have to meet this godforsaken blue thing?

A vibration in his pocket caught his attention. Bringing it up to his ear, he simply grunted. The voice of his wonderful, though hated-at-the-moment fiancée rang forth from the other line. Sadly, he forgot that it was on speaker.

"Sesshoumaru! Where are you? I've been waiting forever for you to come back! Are you still at the store? Did you get what I needed? Make sure you get the right ones or no dinner for you, Mr. Fluffy!"

Giggles erupted from the females in the aisle. He groaned in annoyance and shook his head. This humiliation, never again! She could buy her own pads for herself next time!

Time for fanfic recommendation! This time around, I'd really like to recommend the great forthright's fanfic, Unspoiled! It's a cute story about Kagome being sent back to when Sesshoumaru is still a kid. After reading each chapter, it kind of makes you feel light and content as you continue reading about their growing relationship. (not shotacon so don't even think about it!) It's such a nice read!

Thanks again for reading!