Title: Sesshoumaru Talks Clothes
Author: Mai_Sensei
Prompt: rinse
Rating: PG
Genre: humor
Word Count: 400
Summary: When faced with the subject of modern clothing, Sesshoumaru let's his opinion on the matter be known.
A/N: This is the thirtieth installment for my story Forward to Time Past which can be found on Dokuga and FanFiction.


"What is a...tank top?"

Kagome blinked. She had been complaining about wearing the traditional heavy clothing, and muttered out loud that she should have been allowed to wear a tank top to keep cool. Sesshoumaru who had been, for some reason, giddy all afternoon (meaning he was talking more and had actually chuckled four times), gave her a curious look at her quiet ramblings. She was able to tell he was interested only because he cocked his head to the left. A left head tilt represented confusion, the right stood for mockery.

"It's a type of...haori. It doesn't need anything underneath, and the sleeves are almost nonexistent."

He cocked his right brow. Disbelief.

"In the future people aren't as modest as they are now," she added and he snorted softly.

"That would be evidenced by the green and white clothing you previously tramped around wearing," Sesshoumaru said, and Kagome was surprised he remembered. Her fifteen year old self had only met him once to date. "This time around I see you've become less...revealing."

His eyes flickered down her form.

Kagome cleared her throat. "For your information, there are people who wear far worse than what I did. And the only reason I'm wearing traditional clothing is because my sensei specifically requested it. Now I'd like a verdict please."

"Your form is far from perfection, as is your drawing technique, but," his eyes glinted maliciously, "that can be fixed with more training."

Kagome groaned. I had been hoping he would go with the lighter form of training.

"From now on, carry your sword at all times. Always be on guard," Sesshoumaru told her, and she suddenly had a vision of him talking to a whole arm of people instead of her lone self. He was a great leader, to be sure. "I will attack when least expected, so be prepared. If you fail, you will go through all combat forms three times."

"Yes!" She bowed and straightened to see him rolling his eyes. "I will practice hard, so please be patient with me!"

"Hn. Dismissed. And miko?"

Kagome stopped her hasty walk to the nearby river to rinse off. "Yeah?"

"Sometime you will demonstrate what "far worse" clothing is worn in your time."

She felt a slight blush tint her cheeks that had nothing to do with the warm weather.