Characters, plot and Star Wars belong to their rightful owners.
XI.
"Sesshoumaru." She said in mock seriousness, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she stared at his nose, unable to look him in the eyes. She really loathed herself for explaining the American Star Wars movies to Sango at the moment. She also hated herself for having picked dare, and sucking at rock, paper, scissors, which was what had initially gotten her into the situation in the first place.
It didn't really help that he was the most feared, most powerful and most humourless person she knew. Never mind the fact that he was very prideful. His strong sense of honour would probably kill her, his pride would demand her death after this little 'stunt'.
'Damn you, Sango, damn you!' Kagome cursed, imagining all the things she could make her best friend do as payback. Groping Miroku seemed like the best, though.
Slowly, Kagome inhaled in a very Darth Vader-esque style, and repeated the line Sango had demanded she quote.
"I am your father."
What a horrible day.
And she was just starting her period, too.
(I was thinking, Star Wars cross Inuyasha. Shippou as Luke, Kaede as Obi Wan Kanobi, and Jaken as Yoda. Think it'd sell? This chapter is dedicated to my awesome Kidney Buddy, Roune, for having the same thoughts as me. ;D Give me grandbabies, dammit! – Incomprehensible)