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Cocktail Mix	By : Atropa Category: InuYasha Crossovers > General Views: 37354 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Cocktail Mix
- 2-Mix 1
- 3-Mix 2
- 4-Mix 3
- 5-Mix 4
- 6-Mix 5
- 7-Mix 6
- 8-Mix 7
- 9-Mix 8
- 10-Mix 9
- 11-Mix 10
- 12-Mix 11
- 13-Mix 12
- 14-Mix 13
- 15-Mix 14
- 16-Mix 15
- 17-Mix 16
- 18-Mix 17
- 19-Mix 18
- 20-Mix 19
- 21-Mix 20
- 22-Mix 21
- 23-Mix 22
- 24-Mix 23
- 25-Mix 24
- 26-Mix 25
- 27-Mix 27
- 28-Mix 28
- 29-Mix 29
- 30-Atropa's Little Note
- 31-Mix 30
- 32-Mix 31
- 33-Mix 32
- 34-Another Rambling from Atropa
- 15
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- 17
Sesshoumaru gets his hair done by Hanajima (Fruits Basket)

Cocktail Mix XV

Sesshoumaru growled as he
walked to the closest barbershop to his house. He couldn�t believe that Inuyasha
had managed to defeat him in that swordplay and now he had to go and get a
Rastafarian hair due. Thanks to a friend, Sesshoumaru got the information that a
girl further down the road was a magic worker when it came down to long hair.
Now he was heading towards her house. He stopped in front of it and he shrugged.
Her house looked more like a ghost house than anything else. �I�m a demon, I
don�t fear anything.� he thought as he ascended the stairs up to the odd
looking dark house. He stopped at the door and looked for the door bell only to
find that there was none. Instead he found a knocking device that made his skin
crawl. But he used it and swallowed hard when he heard the echoing sounds inside
the house. He waited a few moments and then a voice called him inside.

The door opened with an
eerie sound and Sesshoumaru stepped inside the ghost house. Nobody was meeting
him and he frowned.

-

Hello? he asked as he closed the door behind him.

-

Hello gorgeous, what can I help you with? asked a voice from
the top of the stairs and he looked up. What he saw took his breath away. The
woman on top of the stairs wore a dark blue creation, her long black hair flowed
around her face, and he got a feeling that she actually was a ghost.

-

I was told that you could work miracles with long hair, said
Sesshoumaru and cursed silently as he felt a blush coming on.

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That I can pretty boy, smiled the apparition on the top of
the stairs.

-

I�ve lost a bet to my brother and now I must get a
Rastafarian look, can you do that for me? asked Sesshoumaru.

-

Of course I can, said the woman with a small smile. Her dark
blue eyes sparkled with enjoyment as she walked down the stairs. � Is that what
you want pretty boy?

-

What I want is not the issue, I lost a bet and now I must pay
the prize of having an odd look for the rest of the week, growled Sesshoumaru.
His eyes never left the black clothed small woman in front of him. Her hair was
long and black and it flowed around her form as she moved. He felt a tug in his
soul as her dark eyes watched him.
She came close and took a
few strands of his silvery strands and let them flow over her fingers. A smile
appeared on her lips, a smile that sent chills up and down his spine.

-

You have a very lovely hair, are you sure about this? asked
the woman with her husky voice.

-

Yes, can you do it? snarled Sesshoumaru impatiently.

-

Yes I can, do you have the time? smiled the woman.
Sesshoumaru nodded. He
followed her as she walked into her kitchen. He could almost swear that he felt
electricity flow around this woman. She was dangerous; every bit of his defence
system told him this.

-

What is your name pretty boy? she asked as she guided him to
sit down on a chair.

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Sesshoumaru, what is yours? asked the demon as he sat down.

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Hanajima, said the woman as she placed a brush and a bowl of
rubber cords on the table. � Nice to meet you Sess. You are one of those demons
that lives in the mansion at the end of the street?

-

Yes.

-

I would love to see that place from the inside once, perhaps
you could show me? asked the woman as she put the brush to his hair.
Sesshoumaru growled but
nodded and waited for the pain he knew he would come. He hated to have his hair
brushed by others; they were always tugging at it, making him feel pain. But as
she began to brush he had to give her credit for being gentle. Soon he relaxed
and closed his eyes as her fingers and the brush worked through his long white
hair.

Hanajima felt his silky
tresses go between her fingers, this was amazing. She had secretively been in
love with Sesshoumaru for the better part of the year and now he was sitting in
her kitchen, demanding that she would do his hair. This couldn�t get any better
could it?
To make his hair look
like a rastafari one, would take time, but as long as she could be near him, who
cared? She took a few threads of his hair and began to braid it.

Sesshoumaru couldn�t
believe that he actually was enjoying this human woman�s touch. She was gentle
and her touch was soft as she braided his hair. He could feel the energy flow
around her as she worked her way through his thick hair.

-

Hanajima-san?

-

Yes pretty boy? asked Hanajima as she began with the next
braid.

-

Are you living with someone in this big house? Asked
Sesshoumaru, almost biting his tongue off for asking her such an intimate
question.

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No, I live here alone, answered Hanajima.

-

You don�t have a husband, boyfriend or mate, something that
will try and kill me while you are doing my hair?

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No, I am single.
Somehow that made
Sesshoumaru feel a whole lot better. He closed his eyes again and felt her
fingers roaming his skull.

Hours went by; Hanajima
offered him tea, sodas and whisky to drink while she worked with his hair. As he
emptied his third glass of whisky she could hear him laugh softly. She moved to
stand in front of him.

-

What is so funny Sesshoumaru? she asked curiously.

-

Nothing, except I thought that you would be a ghost Hana-chan,
smiled Sesshoumaru with a drunken smile.

-

A ghost?

-

Well, your house is the town�s ghost house and when I heard
that odd knocking sound that your knocking device produced, I was sure that you
would be a ghost as well.

-

Oh..
Hanajima continued to
work with his hair. But something in his voice touched her heart. She could feel
two roses rise on her cheeks as she walked around to stand behind him again.

Two hours later and two
more glasses of whisky she was finished with his hair. She moved to stand in
front of him and she inspected her handy work. Yep, she was good alright. If it
was possible, he looked even more gorgeous than before. She smiled as she
snapped her fingers in front of his face, making him look up at her.

-

You are done pretty boy, said Hanajima and hid her true
feelings behind her cool wall.

-

How do I look? asked Sesshoumaru as he gulped down the last
drops of whisky from his glass.

-

Gorgeous as ever Sessy my boy!
Sesshoumaru actually
blushed under her smiling gaze and he got up on his feet and walked into the
hall where he knew he had seen a mirror.

The hundreds of braids
covered his head and he frowned, this was a look he never was going to get used
to, he was glad that he was only going to have it during a week. He saw the dark
blue appearance of Hanajima walk up next to him. Something in her eyes made him
want to growl darkly. He turned around to look at her and for the first time he
moved closer to sniff her off. Ok, it was a dog demon thing.

Hanajima almost died on
the spot when Sesshoumaru leaned closer and got a good whiff out of her scent.
She gulped and turned around and walked back into her kitchen. She was sure he
could smell all kinds of things on her and she would not stick around to hear
him tell her about it.

Sesshoumaru smelled the
most wonderful thing in the world as he sniffed her neck. A woman�s arousal. But
the next thing he knew she was walking away from him. Now that was nothing his
inner demon would take so lightly on. He followed her into the kitchen and he
grabbed her arm and turned her around. Her dark blue eyes sparkled and he could
feel a currency of electrical waves course through his skin as he grabbed her.

Hanajima looked up into
his marble sculpted face and she wanted to gulp. His eyes glowed in a dark amber
colour and when he licked his lips she knew that she was done for. In a good way
that is�

Sesshoumaru was not the
person to wait for a go ahead sign, when he wanted something, he took it and now
he was devouring her supple lips with his. Tasting every bit of her mouth. He
felt her gasp and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her dark
depths. As he wove his arms around her trembling form he could feel her little
gift of sending electricity around her, ripple his skin and he loved it. He
couldn�t wait to claim this ghostly bitch as his own. He pushed her towards the
table and with a grip worthy of a perverted he lifted her luscious butt onto the
table. He used his claws to tear apart her blue gown so he could fit between her
legs.

-

Sess, the young woman breathed as he pushed between her
thighs.

-

I want you, he stated as he put his clawed hand behind her
neck and pulled her face closer to his.

-

Why? I am but a nobody�

-

You are everything to me little Hanajima. You have made this
Sesshoumaru open his eyes to more than just death and destruction. Give into me
and I will give you a world of pleasure, growled the dog demon as he moved his
face to lick her right ear.

-

I�
Her voice curled into a
small scream as he bit down on her earlobe, drawing blood in the process. His
pelvis pushed into his and she could feel his hardness rub against her panties.
�Oh Gods�� she cried mentally as her eyes rolled back into her head.

-

Tell me you want me to take you, said Sesshoumaru with a
husky voice.

-

Y-yes, take me Sesshoumaru, take me, fuck me!!
Her cries of pleasure
echoed through his misty mind and he thrashed the rest of her clothes with his
claws and in the process he removed his own clothing.

The moist scent of her
sex hit his sensitive nose and Sesshoumaru growled low. He guided the tip of his
erection between her velvety wet folds and with one powerful thrust he was
buried deep inside her body. He heard her cry out in pleasure and pain as her
innocence was lost to a demon lord. The blood scent attacked his nostrils and he
let out a snarling sound and then he held still, not moving until she gave him
the signal that it was ok for him to move again.

Hanajima closed her arms
around his neck, pushing her face into his soft skin as he pushed through her
maiden wall. She could feel his hands on her lower back as he held still, small
words of comfort were whispered into her ear. Once the pain dulled away she
flexed her inner muscles, pulling him deeper into her womanhood.

-

You are mine, he snarled as he pulled back and then plunged
back into her wet crevice.

-

Yes, yes, sobbed the female as he pounded his flesh into her
womb.

-
MINE!!
His fangs grew larger
inside his mouth and he licked the spot where he would mark her, the junction
where her neck met her shoulder. A ripple of electricity flowed inside his
manhood and he let out a howl. Her little gift was giving him pleasure like
nothing else had in his entire life. It was almost hurting him, but the pleasure
was far greater.

-

Give it all to me my little vixen, he purred as he licked her
chin.

-

A-are you sure? Whispered Hanajima, not sure weather she
should release her power.

-
DO IT!
snarled Sesshoumaru as he shoved his flesh deep into her body.
His command couldn�t be
disobeyed; Hana let all her power flow through her. The dark sound coming from
her lover made her loose all boundries and she closed her eyes and fell back
against the table. She could feel his and move from her waist to the apex of her
thighs and he began to play with her little nub. He pinched it lightly and
Hanajima could help it, she screamed his name as she fell over the edge.

Sesshoumaru followed her
down and he found the place where he earlier had found the place to mark her.
His fangs pierced through her skin and flesh and he let a small amount of his
poisonous saliva mark her for all eternity. His poison would also ensure that
she was going to be with him forever. He released his seed and spraying it into
her womb as he felt her body melt into his.

-

Mine, mine, he growled.

-

Yes, Sess, yes�, cried Hanajima as the last drops of his seed
was deposited in her womb.

-

I would gladly get a hair due from you any day Hana-chan,
said Sesshoumaru as he pulled up and looked down on the blushing girl beneath
him.

-

Don�t you dare go somewhere else, she said with a wide but
tired smile.
Sesshoumaru chuckled and
pulled her up from the table and sniffed his way towards her bedroom. There was
no chance in hell that he would let her get away anytime soon.

THE END!!

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Short eh?

Anyway - this was a spur of the moment-kind of thing.

Hope you like it.
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