**Inuyasha and Co. all belong to the lovely Rumiko Takahashi. Written non-profit and purely for entertainment purposes.
Just a modest little interconnected drabble series. Nonetheless, enjoy!
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The seminar was but a low drone of noise to Sesshomaru now. Resting his chin against his palm, the silver-haired college student casually eyed his fellow classmate from across the room.
Though typically detached, he had to admit: She was attractive.
Perhaps it was just her manner of speaking, or her frequent and cheerful smiles which seemed to light up this normally dull room.
Today, he resolved. Why not ask this girl out?
The seminar came to an end, and the students stood up from their chairs, stuffing their papers and things of the sort into their bags. The young woman of his current infatuation was no exception.
Sesshomaru quickly gathered his things into his bag and slung it over his shoulder. To his great luck, he spotted a single paper that had furtively slipped from her desk as she tried to round up her belongings strewn across the table’s surface. Seizing this timely opportunity, Sesshomaru made his way over to her desk and picked up the stray paper.
“This is yours, I believe.”
The girl looked up, took the paper and smiled. “Oh.” She gave out a small, dainty laugh. “Thanks. I always seem to do that.”
Sesshomaru pulled his irresistible, one-sided smile. The young lady didn’t fail to notice.
“Higurashi Kagome,” she decided to introduce herself to the handsome silver-haired man.
“Taisho Sesshomaru.”
Unexpectedly, Kagome began to giggle. Sesshomaru raised a brow in question.
“Trust me; I know who you are, Mr. Heartthrob of the Campus, Sesshomaru. We all do.”
“Hn. Is that right?”
Kagome laughed again, picking up her bag and putting it around her shoulder. “Oh, don’t act like you don’t know already.”
Sesshomaru smirked. “Well then, I will not try to be humble.” He looked at her with a mocking expression. “It is true. I know I am extraordinarily attractive.”
The college girl rolled her eyes, though an amused smile still graced her dusty pink lips. Sesshomaru gave out a low chuckle, fascinated with her undeniable charm.
“Just what are you thinking, Taisho Sesshomaru?” she asked playfully with a raised eyebrow, folding her arms.
“What am I thinking?” Sesshomaru flashed another one of his irresistible, crooked smiles. “Dinner, Saturday night at eight.”
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