A Magenta fixation by Lone saiyan woman

A Higurashi affliction

This story has officially been hijacked by the lesson in Sex Challenge.  A perfect excuse to continue this as I wanted to use this story as a platform to develop my lemon writing skills. Anyway I hope you enjoy this entry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha

Prompt: None

A Higurashi affliction

That scent! It had to be a reaction to him? Right? RIGHT?!?

He eyed the deliberately ruined shirt, shrewdly. The plan was fool proof, damage shirt, call Higurashi display “manly assets” and wait. Sure enough his prompt PA tended his distress call with all the professionalism his exposed nakedness could allow her.  A professionalism which he respected wholly and yet cursed reverently.

The first day he set eyes on his PA, he was afflicted, to the point of sickness… if sickness was a constant state of barely controlled tremors with sweaty palms.  He hadn’t had a response this violent to a woman since…since…well ever.  As a son of born of a strong business alliance between two of the biggest competing global companies of Japan, he was bred for success. The desire to conquer the business world reflected through his academic achievements and his fallen opponents. He had never failed in an endeavour he set his mind to.

 Quite simply what he wanted he got.

In this instance he had downright craved, yet he remained Higurashi-less.

Wanting Higurashi was surprising after all the desire for a woman had never occurred to him. There were no shortage of the opposite sex but unless they were talking business it was inconsequential to him. He had always assumed he would be forced into a business alliance like his parents but his father had assured him that he would not suffer his fate. He was only appreciative of the fact he wouldn’t be mated to some random annoyance. He had never felt alone because the desire for companionship wasn’t there and yet these days loneliness followed him right as soon as Higurashi left for the day.

He had spent the better part of 6 months studying his aloof PA with a dedication he had reserved for his Bakusaiga. She took 2 sugars in her tea, She was fond of over feeding her fat cat and she had the cutest left dimple. What he could do with this information was limited, he doubted gifting her a lifetime supply of cat food would win her attentions and yet he was desperately considering it. He had searched online for textbooks on wooing women and yet he couldn’t put any of his late night readings to practice. The minute he saw her, his practiced confidence fled him and he would bumble out something foolish about leaving some files on his desk.

He waited patiently for a new shirt, barely trembling in anticipation.

Word count: 413