ONE HUNDRED REVIEWS! YEAH!!!!! WHO'S THE BEST!!! Ok, not me, BUT STILL! 100
REVIEWS, 100 REVIEWS, LALALALA!
And my hundredth reviewer is.... Darkness Flames!
THANKS TO ALL THE READERS AND REVIEWERS FOR A WONDERFUL HUNDRED REVIEWS!
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"WHAT?!"
"That's right."
"Why you little craton!"
"First of all, it's cretin, if you're going to insult me do it properly. And two, you asked for it!"
"One: CLEANING that damn toilet was enough punishment! And two: You heard what that asshole was saying. I mean he was being sued for sexually harassing his secretary, THAT should tell you something!"
Sesshoumaru stood up from his chair, so that he loomed over her. Her blood red eyes bore holes through his face, but he just stared back at her emotionlessly. "My word is final, Kagura. This is your new uniform."
He left the room, leaving her glaring at the uniform, holding it away from her body.
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"Tsubaki, get me an iced tea, only one packet of sugar, shaken not stirred, room temperature."
Tsubaki glared at her boss from behind, "right away, ma'am." Seething, she exited the room, thinking of ways to kill her superior. 'It's one thing that have to serve the witch, but when she's the one who took MY JOB!'
Kikyo plopped down in her large leather chair, her fingers trailing the material with pure satisfaction. Yes, being promoted was good....
She turned her chair around towards the window, which took up the whole entire wall. "Life. Is. Good."
"Here ma'am." Tsubaki carefully sat the glass on the table. Kikyo took one glass, then said, "I asked for room temperature."
"Room temperature?! I thought you were into cold... it's like your heart," she muttered the last part almost inaudibly.
"You know what, I'll get it myself." She got up from her chair and left the room. "When I get the chance, I'm asking for a new assistant."
She came back into her office. 'What the-' She could never forget his aura. 'Naraku....'
"Hello Kikyo," he said, the words rolling off his tongue like poison. He was sitting in her chair, turned towards the window, but she still saw his reflection through the window, his deep red eyes glimmering mischievously. Her eyes narrowed into slits, but she stood there, unafraid, ready for anything he was willing to try.
"What are you doing in here, Naraku?" she said simply, never taking her eyes off of his reflection. His lips curled into a smile. "Why Kikyo, why do you think so little of me?"
"Because you are the type of person to do little things," she shot right back. He slowly got up from the chair, turning to face her, taking a few steps towards her until he was about six inches away from her. He slowly raised his hand, putting two fingers under her chin.
"No Kikyo, you have it wrong. I can do great things- terrible, evil things- but great all the same. I have power." His voice was strong, determined, and self-confident. "Anything I want, I get easily."
"And what does that have to do with me? Are you trying to use me in one of your menacing plots?"
He chuckled. "Nothing quite that sinister. You see, I am intrigued by you Kikyo. You are determined, secure, and will get what you want at all costs."
"So you want me to be one of your prostitutes? I'll have to decline," Kikyo replied.
He chuckled again. "Kagura told you didn't she?" said Naraku, "she thinks she's hidden from me. I just don't require her services at the moment."
"This isn't about Kagura," she hissed, "you and I both know I have a husband."
"But, you don't love him, do you?" It more of a statement than a question. She turned away from him, who was smirking.
"I knew it. You don't have the lengths of trust to love someone."
"Don't change the subject. You are a ruthless, unfeeling demon. What makes you think I'll give in to you?"
"Don't knock it till you've tried it princess," was his bold reply, then he walked out of the door, his laughter ringing in her ears.
Kikyo slammed the door after him and locked it. "Bastard," she muttered. He was a lying, cheating, conniving, demon. But then...
Why was she so intrigued by him?
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"I'm telling you Kanna, that asshole is out to get me!"
"Well, you did put laxative in his food," said a monotone reply.
"I told him it was an accident! Whose side are you on anyway?"
"The side that pays the bills. And he's the one who pays you. The uniform can't be that bad."
"It's PINK!"
"He could've fired you."
Kagura smirked. "You know what Kanna, I don't think he'll fire me, it's not his style to just fire anyone to get in his way. I'll be back in twenty minutes."
"Where are you going?"
"Just going to get some hair supplies for Mr. I-have-an-icicle-shoved- up-my-ass," Kagura replied, a mischievous grin on her face. 'I'll show him who's REALLY in charge.'
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This is where you come in! We're going to have a poll for a moment.
What should Kagura do to Sesshoumaru's hair?
Dye it (name particular color) Blonde it ^_^ Make it fall out (if so, it's going to grow back eventually, fluffy wouldn't be anything without his hair!)
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Until next time!
Question of the day: If the end of a cigarette is called a butt, would that make smokers ass kissers?
And my hundredth reviewer is.... Darkness Flames!
THANKS TO ALL THE READERS AND REVIEWERS FOR A WONDERFUL HUNDRED REVIEWS!
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"WHAT?!"
"That's right."
"Why you little craton!"
"First of all, it's cretin, if you're going to insult me do it properly. And two, you asked for it!"
"One: CLEANING that damn toilet was enough punishment! And two: You heard what that asshole was saying. I mean he was being sued for sexually harassing his secretary, THAT should tell you something!"
Sesshoumaru stood up from his chair, so that he loomed over her. Her blood red eyes bore holes through his face, but he just stared back at her emotionlessly. "My word is final, Kagura. This is your new uniform."
He left the room, leaving her glaring at the uniform, holding it away from her body.
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"Tsubaki, get me an iced tea, only one packet of sugar, shaken not stirred, room temperature."
Tsubaki glared at her boss from behind, "right away, ma'am." Seething, she exited the room, thinking of ways to kill her superior. 'It's one thing that have to serve the witch, but when she's the one who took MY JOB!'
Kikyo plopped down in her large leather chair, her fingers trailing the material with pure satisfaction. Yes, being promoted was good....
She turned her chair around towards the window, which took up the whole entire wall. "Life. Is. Good."
"Here ma'am." Tsubaki carefully sat the glass on the table. Kikyo took one glass, then said, "I asked for room temperature."
"Room temperature?! I thought you were into cold... it's like your heart," she muttered the last part almost inaudibly.
"You know what, I'll get it myself." She got up from her chair and left the room. "When I get the chance, I'm asking for a new assistant."
She came back into her office. 'What the-' She could never forget his aura. 'Naraku....'
"Hello Kikyo," he said, the words rolling off his tongue like poison. He was sitting in her chair, turned towards the window, but she still saw his reflection through the window, his deep red eyes glimmering mischievously. Her eyes narrowed into slits, but she stood there, unafraid, ready for anything he was willing to try.
"What are you doing in here, Naraku?" she said simply, never taking her eyes off of his reflection. His lips curled into a smile. "Why Kikyo, why do you think so little of me?"
"Because you are the type of person to do little things," she shot right back. He slowly got up from the chair, turning to face her, taking a few steps towards her until he was about six inches away from her. He slowly raised his hand, putting two fingers under her chin.
"No Kikyo, you have it wrong. I can do great things- terrible, evil things- but great all the same. I have power." His voice was strong, determined, and self-confident. "Anything I want, I get easily."
"And what does that have to do with me? Are you trying to use me in one of your menacing plots?"
He chuckled. "Nothing quite that sinister. You see, I am intrigued by you Kikyo. You are determined, secure, and will get what you want at all costs."
"So you want me to be one of your prostitutes? I'll have to decline," Kikyo replied.
He chuckled again. "Kagura told you didn't she?" said Naraku, "she thinks she's hidden from me. I just don't require her services at the moment."
"This isn't about Kagura," she hissed, "you and I both know I have a husband."
"But, you don't love him, do you?" It more of a statement than a question. She turned away from him, who was smirking.
"I knew it. You don't have the lengths of trust to love someone."
"Don't change the subject. You are a ruthless, unfeeling demon. What makes you think I'll give in to you?"
"Don't knock it till you've tried it princess," was his bold reply, then he walked out of the door, his laughter ringing in her ears.
Kikyo slammed the door after him and locked it. "Bastard," she muttered. He was a lying, cheating, conniving, demon. But then...
Why was she so intrigued by him?
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"I'm telling you Kanna, that asshole is out to get me!"
"Well, you did put laxative in his food," said a monotone reply.
"I told him it was an accident! Whose side are you on anyway?"
"The side that pays the bills. And he's the one who pays you. The uniform can't be that bad."
"It's PINK!"
"He could've fired you."
Kagura smirked. "You know what Kanna, I don't think he'll fire me, it's not his style to just fire anyone to get in his way. I'll be back in twenty minutes."
"Where are you going?"
"Just going to get some hair supplies for Mr. I-have-an-icicle-shoved- up-my-ass," Kagura replied, a mischievous grin on her face. 'I'll show him who's REALLY in charge.'
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This is where you come in! We're going to have a poll for a moment.
What should Kagura do to Sesshoumaru's hair?
Dye it (name particular color) Blonde it ^_^ Make it fall out (if so, it's going to grow back eventually, fluffy wouldn't be anything without his hair!)
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Until next time!
Question of the day: If the end of a cigarette is called a butt, would that make smokers ass kissers?