Sweet Tooth – Part Four: The Use Of
Handcuffs
Important: Ah! Finally got this done! It was
going to be longer than usual… But I decided it’d be more fun to make it in two
parts… *shrugs*
Disclaimer: Yes… Continue to follow the shiny
object… With your eyes, not your head! Baka! How am I
supposed to hypnotize you into believing I own Inuyasha
(which I don’t…) if you won’t cooperate?!
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Koharu babbled ceaselessly as she
pattered around the small room, unaware that her audience of one was paying her
no attention. Miroku, for his part, was more
concerned with what she had told him before she started prattling about
shopping and clothes and the like. The "plan", to
be specific.
It was almost creepy how
well thought out it was. The fact that the plan had been put into motion before
he'd even been aware of it was just... Scary. Besides,
what made those two girls think he'd just drop the rest of his day to play
along, all in order to get a girl?
Oh. Right.
It was Sango that he was thinking about here.
So... Duh.
Speaking of whom, guess who walked into the room at that very second?
'You know... Whoever
came up with that phrase, "speak of the devil" should have made it
"speak of an angel"...' Miroku thought idly, eyeing the
young dentist discreetly as she exchanged a few quick words with Koharu. She glanced towards him as she spoke, catching his
gaze on her. Frowning slightly, she said something else to Koharu,
who suddenly burst into giggles.
"You're not
serious!" she laughed, leaning back against the small counter. Sango shrugged a shoulder.
"Just watch."
With that, the dentist sauntered his way, an enchanting smile gracing her lips.
"Somei-san, would you be so
kind as to lift your arm a few inches over the chair?" Miroku
blinked, complying hesitantly.
"Any reason
why?" Her smile merely broadened, and in a flash, he felt something lock
around his raised wrist. Upon closer examination, Miroku
realized that he had been handcuffed to the chair.
Well, that was okay then…
Wait… Handcuffed?! Miroku’s eyebrows shot up as he examined the silver chain,
before raising his gaze to look at the rather smug Sango.
He then said the first
thing that came to his mind.
"Well, this is rather
kinky, wouldn’t you say?"
The smug look evaporated
rather quickly. Sango huffed, rolling her eyes.
"No, in fact, it
isn’t kinky. It’s to prevent anything kinky from happening."
Miroku shrugged.
"Well, at least from
my end." She glared, and he simply grinned in return. "Besides, isn’t
this a fire hazard?" It was Sango’s turn to
shrug as she turned to make her way around his chair to the other side.
"I suppose it is. But
then, I could let you go, and you’d be risking the temptation of touching me
inappropriately. And I assure you, if that happens while I’m trying to do my
job, you will be accused with sexual harassment." She noticed with
a pang of irritation that he wasn’t fazed in the least.
Right. Time for the big
guns.
Pausing at the back of the
chair, she leaned forward, lowering her voice near his ear.
"And I may just have
to get a restraining order…" Miroku’s eyes
widened a fraction.
Half a minute later, his
other hand was handcuffed securely to the other arm of the dentist’s chair, and
Sango was busy getting ready to fill Miroku’s cavities.
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"Are you sure this is
normal?"
"For
the last time, yes!"
"But… I can’t feel my
tongue!"
"That sometimes
happens when Novocain is used."
"…You did this on
purpose didn’t you?" Sango’s
slightly evil smile gave it all away. Miroku sighed,
pushing his hair back from his face. "You cruel, but beautiful
woman…" She shot a glance at him before returning to scribbling down a few
more figures on a sheet a paper as she worked out how much her amorous client
owed her.
"You know, you aren’t
nearly as adept at being a charmer when you’re slurring half of your words
together."
"I rejoice in the
glory of your compliments," Miroku said dryly,
adding a flourished bow as Sango finally set down her
pen. A small smile wormed its way across her mouth.
"Well, then, points
for trying."
"I should certainly
hope so!"
"Indeed… Now, I
believe the cost equates to about ¥25,000." He nodded vaguely, writing out
the amount on a crisp check. After scrawling out his signature, he tore the
slip of paper out along the perforated edge, handing it to Sango.
As he did so, a thought crossed his mind.
"Say… Doesn’t Tsuyu-san usually do this sort of stuff?" Miroku inquired, frowning.
"Mmmhmm…
She left early, probably for a doctor’s appointment. That’s fine though… You are
the last client of the day, so I’ll be closing up soon anyway." She paused
in the time it took for her to slide the receipt towards Miroku,
looking around the still flowery room. "Though… That may come later than
planned. No offence meant, but I can’t just leave thorn-bearing plants just
sitting around everywhere. Children do have appointments here, you know."
"It’s no matter. I
figured they’d probably get thrown out anyway."
Sango stopped where she was, turning to
look at him in a confused manner. He sounded so… Dejected.
A thought crossed her mind as she stared in his direction. Was he playing the pity
card? Well, if he was…
It was working. If he
wasn’t, then… What was wrong with her?
"Somei-san,"
she said carefully, not even noticing the fact that she had began to use a less
formal honorific than was usual around Miroku,
"why would you think that?" For once, the young man seemed less than
decisive.
"Well… You didn’t
have any qualms about getting rid of all the balloons I sent you."
All of a sudden, Sango wasn’t feeling too great about herself. Sure, Miroku didn’t always keep his hands to himself, but other
than that, he seemed like a well-rounded person. He had a sense of humor, he
was confident, aside from the groping, he treated women extremely well, and he
was just sweet. After all, not every guy you meet would go and buy a girl
expansive mass-gifts after only one or two meetings.
In short, for all he’d
done in such a short time, she had been extremely snappish with him. With that
in mind, a shade similar to the color of the roses around her swept across Sango’s face.
"I… I didn’t…"
"Hey! Sango-san! Good news!" Koharu
chirped, snapping Miroku and Sango
from their small reverie. Sango jumped slightly, but
recouped easily, meandering about to scowl at the younger girl. As an extra
touch, her arms folded across her chest.
"What is it now,
Koharu-san?"
Is it all that surprising
that Koharu’s spirit wasn’t dampened in the least?
"Well," she
said, clapping her hands together happily, "I’d been thinkin’…"
At this point, her two companions exchanged a somewhat disbelieving (and
unnoticed) glance. "Since I know the way you think, Sango-san,
I know you’re probably trying to figure out a way to move most of these roses
out of the office without cluttering up either the garbage bin or your
apartment. Am I right? Don’t deny the apartment part! I saw that look on your
face when you read his card this morning!"
Somewhere in the middle of
Koharu’s ramblings, Sango
unexpectedly found herself wallowing in a rather deep pit of supreme
embarrassment. Did she really have to state the incredibly obvious right
in front of him? And really, did he have to look at her like that?
"Whatever…"
she muttered, plopping her chin into her hand as she rested her side against
the counter.
"Thought
so. Well, I’ve gotta a friend who would be willin’
to take the roses. She’s planning a fundraiser or somethin’,
and she said she could use them. What d’you guys
think? If it’s okay, I’ll handle the transportation and all. You can go home,
and I’ll lock up. That way, you won’t have to worry about ‘em
going to waste and all." Sango fidgeted for a
second, as those guilty feelings had made a fairly successful rebound.
"Um… Yeah. I think
that’d be… Fine… Uh, I’m going to go get my coat and purse!" With that,
she made a run for it, Miroku and Koharu
left to revel in her dust. The younger of the two let out a small squeak of
excitement.
"Good! We’re all set
up! The plan is officially in motion!" Koharu
gushed, grinning widely at Miroku. "You’d better
not put all of my hard work to waste, mister!"
"I suppose," he
replied inattentively. Koharu noticed his lack of
enthusiasm, pursing her lips together as she eyed him.
"Did I miss somethin’? You don’t seem to be very happy about your
long-awaited chance to go on a date with Sango-san…
Even though I suppose it is unofficial, you’ve never let those sorts of minor
details to get to ya before! So, tell me! What’s
wrong?" Resisting the urge to let out a dramatic sigh, Miroku
instead forced a smile to cross his face.
"It’s nothing, I
assure you."
Koharu opened her mouth to say something
else, but Sango chose to reemerge from her office at
that second. To put it short, she looked a bit confused.
"Hey… Have either of
you seen my purse? I could have sworn I brought it in this morning…" Sango asked, looking around the room. Koharu
frowned, tapping a finger against her lip.
"Actually, I don’t
think you did… But then, this morning was quite a rush, wasn’t it?"
Sango straightened from where she had crouched to
check under the counter.
"Are you sure? I hope
I didn’t leave it in… Oh Lord…" Hissing in frustration, she practically
bolted to the front door, rushing to her car. A loud "Damn it!"
announced to the world that she had, in fact, left her purse in the car.
And with
it?
Her
keys.
Koharu giggled, sending a wink Miroku’s way.
"The rest is all up t’you!"
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Aamalie: So… What’s going to happen now? Sango’s locked out of her car, and Lord knows that lock
pickers are expensive… Maybe Miroku can lend a hand? (On several levels, of course!)
Leave a review, and you’ll
find out!
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Review Responses
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That fic ish the evil
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