Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. All rights belong to Takahashi, Rumiko-sensei.
A/N: Created for March's GM DDN. This fic is basically a PWP with a drop of plot.
Word Count: 300
Sesshoumaru eyed the female presented before him with confusion written all over his perfect features. What was his moronic retainer thinking when he chose this woman to join his harem? He could spend a whole day counting her bad attributes and it still wouldn’t be enough to list them all. She was dirty, dressed in tattered rags, a bit on the chubby side; not even a beggar would lay his hands on her. Her face was hidden behind a mass of unruly curls, but maybe that was a blessing instead. Who knew what kind of hideous face she possessed? If one could bypass all these unappealing traits, there was something even worse. She was a ningen miko. This fact made her the least plausible candidate for a youkai’s concubine.
“Jaken. Leave us.” Sesshoumaru commanded the trembling imp, who had plastered himself to the floor. His lord was certainly enraged at the sight of the human miko and the powerful demonic energy made his skin crawl in trepidation.
“Yes, my Lord!” Jaken squawked, relieved to be excused. The temperature inside the elaborate chamber had reached frightening heights.
“You wish to enter the Western palace as a concubine?” The daiyoukai asked in an arctic voice filled with disdain.
The pathetic female dared to raise her head and pin him with a frosty glare. Her icy sapphire stare pierced through his stoic calmness. He had never encountered such strange coloring in human eyes before.
“Concubine? Screw you, you high born asshole. Your slimy toad brought me here to be judged for my supposed crimes against the West. Now, you want to fuck me before you rip me to shreds? Funny, I wouldn’t have pegged you for that kind. You have that ‘impotent’ label written on your forehead!” The daring woman spat with vehemence.