His Request by ShokunDAYO

A Request

His Request

(UNFORTUNATELY)All characters belong to Takahashi Rumiko

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Chapter 1: A Request

"Miko—" She pretended that she couldn't hear him while gathering herbs and humming an absurd little melody. She didn't care about the gorgeous daiyoukai who had been following her all day trying to have an important conversation with her.

"Miko—" His voice got louder and made some nearby animals flinch and run away. But not her, she didn't flinch; she was not even shaking with fear in front of him.

He sighed. His pride was hurt, it was worse that she refused to listen to him so that he may ask her for help. He was left with no other solution. He had to ask for her assistance. His head was throbbing. ‘Damn you mother and your plans to force this one to mate.’ “For kingdom and Duty” his damn had said. There was just one problem. He was not ready to handle every an annoying female in his life.

"Kagome—" That call was success. She turned her face and looked directly at him.

"Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama?" she put emphasis on his title. He didn't like the mocking tone in her voice.

"This Sesshoumaru requires your assistance." He could feel his tongue suddenly became bitter and in an instant he didn't feel like this was a good idea anymore.

"Oh—the great perfect killing machine, Sesshoumaru, needs this ningen’s help?—" Raising her brow in surprise, she couldn't believe what he had blurted out at her. "Are you sure that I didn't hear it wrong?" Trying to make it clear, she asked that question one more time. “Are you sure?”

"This one believes that you're correct. This Sesshoumaru requires your assistance."

Shocked from the honesty in his tone, Kagome was curious of what his request might be. "Oh, okay, spit it out. I’m all ears."

"Pardon?" He didn't understand her slang. She chuckled a little.

"I'm sorry, I mean let's talk about it right." He nodded and began to tell her his request.

And after five minutes of regaling her with his story, her shocked reaction could be heard from across the grass field they were standing in.

"YOU WANT ME TO BECOME YOUR—WHAAAAAT?" She couldn't believe him. How could he ask her to become—HIS INTENDED FEMALE?

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Please bear my grammars and tenses error because english it's not my tongue language.

But now, thanks to SAMARA who helped me to betaed this story

Thanks for reading, i hope you enjoy it!