Into the Casino


The midnight stars hung low in the inky sky as the sleek, dark limousine pulled up to the glittering lights of the building. The door opened, and a polished shoe stepped out. A figure swiftly came out in flashes of silver and white. Polished shoes hit the pavement. There was a tired looking guard standing beside the glass doors as the figure walked up.

The guard –really a youkai in human apparel –didn't even look up from his smartphone as he said, "name, casino status, password."

A deep, smooth voice followed the question. "This Sesshoumaru has no need to waste his breath for your laziness." The guard's head jerked up.

"Sesshoumaru-sama!" he squeaked. "Welcome! Please enter!" The youkai bowed deeply and opened the door with a flourish. He despised feeling insignificant, but fear of the mighty Lord of the West forced out his politeness. The silver-haired demon waltzed in, taking in the scene. His feet treaded lightly across the plush red carpet.

He saw some of the human women cast sultry glances at him, fluttering their ridiculously long lashes while smirking behind their silk fans. A blank glance from him directed at their group was enough to make them swoon immensely. However, Sesshoumaru was not interested in the pathetic whores. He had other plans.