Salome Wilde 09/08
Author's Note: I've been trying to find ways to write Ayame lately. She's so cute and though I don't much like her relationship with Kouga in the anime/manga, I do find her a fanfic inspiration sometimes. I put her in a chapter of "Dear Diary," and then I wrote this little piece for iyficcontest's "Rebel" theme (250 word limit); it took 3rd place.
Just the Girl to Do It
She had taken all she was going to take, suffered all she was going to suffer, faked all she was going to fake. Her skirt was just as short as sassy, her smile was just as bright and enticing, her hair was just as lush and shiny, and her determination was just as great—no greater. The miko was going down, and Ayame was just the girl to do it.
As Kouga held Kagome's hands and professed his unending affection and determination to, someday, make her his mate, and followed this up with his usual exhortation to Inuyasha to take better care of her, Ayame ground her teeth and leapt from the branch on which she had been crouching to land upon her target.
Toppling them both to the ground, she pinned his strong arms with her knees and sat on his chest. His eyes were wide and his mouth worked but he was too shocked to speak. "When are you going to wake up and see what's right in front of you?" she growled, grabbing hold of his face. "I'm so tired of watching you make a fool of yourself over…over that…wench!" She could stand no more. Patient, high-road-following, good-girl image be damned. She bent down and planted a big, wet, open-mouthed kiss on her passive prey.
When at least she released him from her embrace, all Inuyasha could do was squeak out a pitiful "Aa-ay-ame?"
But that was more than anyone else could muster.
