Contestant Four
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Kagura lifted herself from the seat, flicking her fan shut. "I suppose it's my turn."
- Practices dancing with cadavers
- Part of the mile-high club
- Father and mother are the same person
It was nearing dusk when she stepped off the bus to see Sesshoumaru leaning against a limousine. She approached him slowly, sashaying her hips and catching his eyes. He seemed almost dumbstruck a moment, before recomposing himself. The youkai pulled open the door, and gestured for her to get in.
She slid in, after pretending to not have enough room and accidentally brush her chest against his. He sat beside her, and tried to ignore the suspicious flickering of her eyes that betrayed a smile.
"Any place in particular we're heading?" The wind sorceress asked, her hand shifting to touch his. When Sesshoumaru snapped his face to hers, she wondered if she'd been too forward. But he looked away again, somehow seeming off-balance.
"To eat."
"I see…" she breathed, trying not to look directly at the camera.
The restaurant was classy, and the food tasted as to be expected of such a ritzy place. Like shit made to look pretty so rich snobs can blow a few Franklin's on it and then only nibble around the edges. No offense to said rich snobs, of course. Kagura smiled at Sesshoumaru, who sat detached across the table.
How drab, she thought, you'd think he'd at least try to come on to me!
"So…" She sat down her fork and rested her chin on her hands, "How are you enjoying your meal?"
"It is acceptable," he answered, deadpan.
"Do you have any… hobbies?" The wind sorceress asked, furrowing her brows slightly.
"No."
"Past times…?"
"No."
"Do you enjoy your work?"
"Hn."
"Have any sisters?"
"You ask a lot of questions," Sesshoumaru pointed out, irritated. Honestly, could she shut up and let him eat? Women.
"Well!" Kagura spat, "If you'd give me a sufficient answer and at least try to carry on a conversation!"
"Your attempts were amusing."
"You… you bastard! You stuck-up, self-absorbed, -"
Egotistical, pompous, bastard. He finished in his head, having heard the rant many times before from various women… and Inuyasha. "Indeed… Next."
Kagura chucked her knife at him, which whizzed by head and came dangerously close to his hair. "You asshole!"
He watched her storm out, somewhat bemused and annoyed at the same time. Ah, It was a hard life for him. Amazingly, people just did not seem able to handle his charms.