"What part of 'Not interested' is hard for you to understand?" Sango frowned as she was met by the burly chuckle of the soldier. After a rather tiring extermination that evening she'd retired to a nearby pub where she was being all but harassed by the locals. This charming, scarred fellow wasn't sure how to take "no" for an answer. Her lips curled back as he placed a large hand around her waist and dangerously close to her behind.
"Let me show you a good time, beautiful. Hardworking man like me deserves some fun..." It was in a flash his hand was removed and twisted the wrong way. Gasps and whispered erupted between the spectating soldiers, backing away quickly. "Sounds to me like she said no." Sango was half pleased to hear the dangerous, low notes in his voice but half worried. She couldn't in good conscience let a human man get killed (no matter how big of an asshole).
He felt her delicate hand on her shoulder but he didn't unclench his muscles as he stared death at the man. "Thank her." He growled, releasing the appendage and watching the men flee. Exhaling, he faced Sango and his frown melted. Her beauty could calm even his worst rages as his mouth flicked into a wary smile.
"I can handle myself, you know." Sango's mock pout disappeared. She smiled, truly glad he had shown up even if she wouldn't show it. Koga rolled a shoulder with a wide grin.
"Duh. You think 'd let you have all the fun?"