Sesshoumaru and Kouga: The Teen Years
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Dude, Your Shoes!
Author's Note: Originally written for the LJ community iyfic_contest (with a prompt of "silver and gold" and a limit of 250 words) -- and took First Place!
Dude, Your Shoes!
By Salome
“Holy shit, Dogbreath,” said Kouga, watching his best friend Sesshoumaru open the enormous wooden doors to his closet. Inside was an unbelievable array of boots, shoes, sandals, and slippers of every imaginable shade, texture, material and design. Shaking his head, he barked, “Who the hell needs eight billion shoes?!”
“One hundred and six pairs, actually,” the young Lord of the Western Lands said, proudly. “All handmade, just for me.”
“What?” Kouga laughed. “You mean you commissioned all those, Dorkass?”
“Of course not. Many are gifts. You know, Lords who want to curry favor with my father, girls who want me to look their way... Why would I refuse a gift?”
“Uh, because it’s totally gay to have a hundred and six pairs of shoes? Why don’t they make you something useful, like a sword, or give you something really good -- like pussy?”
Sesshoumaru scoffed. Kouga knew -- by experience -- that Sesshoumaru preferred the company of boys to girls. “Listen, furball, just because you wear stinky cloth on your insoles instead of real footwear, doesn’t mean I -- ”
The boys were interrupted by a knock at the door. In came Sesshoumaru’s personal servant, Jaken, holding up the new boots for his jousting armor.
“I hope they please you, young Lord,” he said, bowing.
“Oh fuck,” Kouga blurted out, “that can’t be what I think it is… Please tell me it’s not…”
Sesshoumaru calmly rejoined, “What? Beaten silver and gold inlay in armored footwear is totally in this season.”
By Salome
“Holy shit, Dogbreath,” said Kouga, watching his best friend Sesshoumaru open the enormous wooden doors to his closet. Inside was an unbelievable array of boots, shoes, sandals, and slippers of every imaginable shade, texture, material and design. Shaking his head, he barked, “Who the hell needs eight billion shoes?!”
“One hundred and six pairs, actually,” the young Lord of the Western Lands said, proudly. “All handmade, just for me.”
“What?” Kouga laughed. “You mean you commissioned all those, Dorkass?”
“Of course not. Many are gifts. You know, Lords who want to curry favor with my father, girls who want me to look their way... Why would I refuse a gift?”
“Uh, because it’s totally gay to have a hundred and six pairs of shoes? Why don’t they make you something useful, like a sword, or give you something really good -- like pussy?”
Sesshoumaru scoffed. Kouga knew -- by experience -- that Sesshoumaru preferred the company of boys to girls. “Listen, furball, just because you wear stinky cloth on your insoles instead of real footwear, doesn’t mean I -- ”
The boys were interrupted by a knock at the door. In came Sesshoumaru’s personal servant, Jaken, holding up the new boots for his jousting armor.
“I hope they please you, young Lord,” he said, bowing.
“Oh fuck,” Kouga blurted out, “that can’t be what I think it is… Please tell me it’s not…”
Sesshoumaru calmly rejoined, “What? Beaten silver and gold inlay in armored footwear is totally in this season.”