The dress was absolutely horrendous.

Looking at her smiling face in the store mirror, Miroku didn't have the heart to tell his beloved that he didn't like it; he just hoped she wouldn't wear it out with him. The geometrical dress hugged her curves but did nothing for her shape at the same time. Triangles, squares and pentagons covered the dress in a slew of mismatched colors, with harsh black zig zagged lines around the perimeter.

"Sango my love, what shoes to you plan to wear with this dress? And accessories? it would be rather... difficult to accentuate this dress"

He hoped the question would knock some sense into her without him being too negative but she didn't take the bait

"Well i was thinking to wear it at the beach, as a coverall for my swimsuit."

Miroku sweat dropped. Wear that to the beach?

"But don't you think it would be hard to put it on after you bathe? It isn't exactly free flowing and i know how frustrated you get with uncooperative clothes"

He thought back to the time that she tore a shirt apart because it was too itchy and shuddered. A thoughtful look crossed over Sango's face and she sighed defeatedly.

"I guess you're right Miroku, but what will i wear then?"

A weight lifted off his shoulders as he quickly looked around the store for a new dress. He pulled a sheer, sky blue dress off a rack that was littered with red and pink sakuras. Sangos face lit up and Miroku couldn't help but smile.

"This is exactly why i come shopping with you. I'll take it!"

She rushed into the dressing room to change and Miroku let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding and pat himself on the shoulder.

That'll do donkey, that'll do


Prompt: pattern

Words: 318