The Crystal Wolf

Seine: Well, this story is a bit different... I don't own Inuyasha or it's characters, though I would love to own the all mighty sexy Kouga... Alas, I shall dream...

Kouga: Ya! Wait... What?

After about a half an hour of sitting around, Kouga stood up, completely bored out of his skull.

" We should find something to do, I'm bored." Kouga yawned to put his point on the proverbial table. Sango eased the fat Buyo off of her lap, and stood up to stretch her legs and arms. She looked around, and spotted the tile ground outside, it's smooth surface gleaming.

" We could spar, out in that tile area." Sango suggested, leading Kouga out into the area, both having no footwear. Kouga smirked in amusement.

" You think you can take me on?" Kouga asked, placing his hands cockily on his hips. Sango laughed, waving her hand back and forth.

" Perhaps not in speed or strength, but skill is something I don't lack in. I say a duel of skill, with these wooden replicas of katanas. So what do you say?" Sango explained, walking out farther onto the tiles. She tossed her real katana skillfully to sit in the grass. Kouga did the same with his katana, as they crossed in an X formation. Sango's yukata folded were loose, showing her uniform. Kouga followed her to the area of tile, a grin on his face. Sango tossed Kouga a wooden Katana, in which he caught with his right hand, giving it a few swings. Sango quickly placed the replica at her side, where the real katana had once been.

They circled each other like birds of prey, sizing each other up. Sango suddenly knelt down, her back facing Kouga. He mimicked, and they sat there for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only a few moments. At the same instance, they lashed out at each other, beginning to dance the choreography of a deadly proportions. There katanas clashed repeatedly, as they parried and slash at each other, dodging swings in an equal manner.

With a few more slashes and a graceful flip, Sango was 2 meters away from the whirling Kouga. Kouga stopped, and stared over to Sango, who had a quirky smile on her face.

" So, you think a pretty flip will beat me... You're highly mistaken." Kouga mocked, lunging at Sango. She parried, and ran up Kouga's left leg and shoulder, flipping over him and giving him a good slap upside the head in the process. She then cart-wheeled around the angry Kouga.

" You're going to have to do better then that, if you hope for me to let you court Kagome." Sango stated, a grin on her face. Kouga's eyebrow twitched. Both were oblivious to the audience they were acquiring. They clashed blades again, none seeming to gain the upper hand. Kouga was focusing on straight power, attempting to drive Sango back. Sango's tactic was more focused on her fluid movements, graceful, and utterly perfect skill. Her yukata swirled with her movements, putting on a little show for the people. More and more people stopped to watch the duel.

They continued to attack each other in a blazing flurry, until both katanas shattered, breaking in a shower of wood splinters. They flipped away from each other. Kouga blinked, and let out a bout of dry laughter.

" Well that worked. Should we battle on? I mean, you could get hurt..." Kouga trailed off, walking circles around Sango, admiring his claws. She chuckled.

" Well, as you've noticed, we've gained an audience. I believe it would be entertaining for them, wouldn't you say?" Sango reasoned, closing her eyes. Kouga smirked.

" As you wish, Slayer! We shall duel for the honour of our clans!" Kouga exclaimed loudly, playing along. Sango nearly laughed, as Kouga was a very good actor. She gave him a wink, and twirled off her yukata into the air, her slayer's uniform acquiring ooh's and ahh's from the crowd.

Kouga cast a side glance, and came to the conclusion that there was a large group of teenage females. So, for a good show, he tossed his chest armour off to where Sango's yukata had landed. An eruption of cheers and screams emerged from the crowd. Kouga raised an eyebrow. That was easy enough... He thought.

Sango got into a half crouching fighting position, waiting for Kouga to strike. He gave a nod, and they flew forward for the attack. Kouga attempted a flurry of flying kicks, which Sango countered with a roll under him. They punched at each other, their fists connecting. Kouga swirled around the fist and went for Sango's neck with an open palm. She ducked under just in time, jabbing Kouga in the ribs with a claw hand. Sango then spun on the ground, kicking out his ankles.

He simply landed on his hands, and flipped back onto his feet, punching down at the ground were Sango was crouched. She leapt out of the way a fraction of a second before Kouga's fist connected with the ground, causing the tile to split. In mid air, she drop kicked him in the back of the skull. She then cart-wheeled away, and watched as Kouga faked a slow recovery.

" That'll teach you for attacking those villagers!" Sango called out, mocking Kouga. He grinned evilly.

" Oh, but I'm just getting started..." He cackled evilly, and suddenly disappeared. Sango blinked, and closed her eyes, listening to Kouga's feet as they flew at high speeds, creating breezes around the audience, then circling around her. She could see blurs of his body, and felt the breeze. She kicked out as he passed, and hit him flat in the chest. He spun on the ground, kicking the back of Sango's knees, sending her to the ground. He grabbed her foot and chucked her high into the air, and leapt up, using both of his fists as a club to send Sango flying back down towards the tiles. Sango hit the ground, the tiles cracking even more. Kouga landed, and walked over to the seemingly unconscious Sango.

" No Demon Slayer could ever defeat the Prince of Wolves!" Kouga exclaimed, cackling again. Sango suddenly spun up, punching Kouga in the jaw. She kneed him in the gut, and forced him into the tile with a sweep technique. The sound of him hitting the ground could only be matched by a demon. A cheer erupted from the crowd as Sango pretended to impale Kouga with her spring arm blade. He sputtered, and faked a long, long death. Sango retracted her blade, and stood up.

" And no slayer shall be overcome by the prince of wolves." The crowd clapped and cheered as Sango helped Kouga up. They bowed, smiling slightly. They were swarmed with questions of random things, and after answering them all, the crowd dissipated.

" That was actually fun, good suggestion." Kouga stated, tucking his katana back into his belt. Sango folded her yukata loosely around her body, tucking her katana away.

" Well, it was worth it. And those girls seemed to like you... Or at least, your body." Sango joked, walking with Kouga towards the sacred tree. He shrugged, holding his armour.

" Maybe Kagome will like that, too." Sango laughed.

" Probably. Speaking of Kagome... I wonder when she'll return. It's been quite a while." Sango wondered, staring up at the sacred tree. Kouga sniffed the air.

" It's hard to pick out scents in this world, it smells funny. hey, I think I just heard Kagome!" Kouga exclaimed. They ran to the front of the house, where Kagome was saying bye to her friends. Kagome turned around, and her jaw hit the ground. Sango giggled, while Kouga smirked.

" Hey, Kagome." Kouga greeted in his oh-so-sexy voice. Kagome closed her jaw.

" Hi guys... Here, I bought to guys some cloths, so no one asks questions..." Kagome attempted to gain her composure, and led them back into the house.

Seine: R&R!