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S: Ice Cream Headache Elizabeth and Tiana Crosby

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1: Sliding his arms under Nami’s thighs, he piggy-backed her outside, where Sesshoumaru was sitting on the guardrail of the boat. “Like it?” Nami asked excitedly, smiling like a fool. Sesshoumaru looked back at her, blinking curiously, “What’s that inscription on the side there?” “That? Pa put that there when he first got her. He loved her more than any woman,” Jeremy smiled at the memory. Nami nodded, “So, what’s the cost for her? Or do I have to pick a different ship?” “She’s about…half a million dollars If you want to buy her, a quarter of a million to use her. You might want a different boat.” “I can pay for it.” Jeremy started at the monotonous statement coming from Sesshoumaru. “Really? You would?” Nami asked, staring expectantly at him. “Yeah. I haven’t been on a cruise since I was a kid. I’d like to see what it’s like as an adult. I’ll pay."

2: A soft sound came from one of the rooms, floating through the hall. Roxxie walked up to the door the music was coming from, peeking inside. ‘Who is playing this wondrous music?’ she thought to herself. Sesshoumaru sat at the piano, eyes closed and a small, peaceful smile on his face, his fingers gliding over the keys. The song he was playing was a quiet lullaby that soothed the spirit. “Aw~…” Roxxie melted into the song, tears welling up in her eyes. She stood there for the longest time, or what felt like it, until her cell phone rang, signaling her time to go. She took one last glance at the playing musician before leaving the school. Sesshoumaru stopped playing, looking at the door, “I feel like I was being watched. I just hope I don’t know the person.”

3: Sesshoumaru looked over to see his neighbor, the white-haired girl, smiling at him. He couldn’t help but to give a small smile back, chuckling, “Boring, as usual. How about yours?” “Eventful, very eventful. Moving in is such strenuous work, so I took a break. It kinda lasted longer than I wanted it to.” She rose from where she was lounging on a thick blanket and walked over to him, holding out her hand, “My name’s Erika Rodriguez.” “Sesshoumaru Taisho. It’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. Rodriguez. I take it you like this neighborhood?”

4: One was a woman who looked like she was in her early twenties or late teens giving doe eyes to a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties. He was paying no attention to her, however. At the 14th floor, the woman got off. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator and the door closed, the man sighed and ran a hand through his hair, pulling a rubber band off of his wrist and tying it up with that. Even in a ponytail, his hair reached down to about his knees. Suu chuckled at the man’s reaction, staring at the light move up on the floors, “Was something bothering you about the woman??”

5: Sesshoumaru smiled at the memory, crouching in front of a particular group of roses. Reaching in the thick of them, he gently plucked from them a light violet rose, twirling it between his fingers, “And this is the rose I was talking about.” Puchi stared at it, mesmerized, “Kirei desu…” “It’s for you,” Sesshoumaru stood, taking one of Puchi’s hands and sitting the rose in it. Puchi snapped her head up to look at him, mouth slightly agape, “N-nani?”

6: Instead, he sounded awed as he stared at the sun on the horizon, the reds and oranges mixing and blending and creating other colors splashing across the wide land. Marie stood straight, looking out at the land, “Yeah, beautiful isn’t it?” “Amazing…” Sesshoumaru breathed, just staring until he had to blink. Then, the trance was broken and he looked out into the forest, putting his pinkies in his mouth and whistling. Mickey came trotting up to him, shaking off his mane. “How do you do that whistle?” Sesshoumaru pet the mustang, looking over at Marie, “Want me to teach you?” “It looks complicated.” “Not very. I’ll teach you if you teach me how to ride a bull,” Sesshoumaru smiled, walking Mickey over to Marie and petting the mustang one final time before getting back on Midnight. “Let’s go.” Midnight trotted off at a normal pace, getting faster as time wore on.

7: Shuffling feet, a bit of scuffling, and a shadow loomed over Shimo’s form. Shimo stared at the shadow cast upon the floor, stopping her nit-picking. “Still want this back?” Shimo’s necklace hung above her head, taunting. Shimo gasped, staring at it, “How…did you-?” “Why don’t you turn around and look?” Shimo shifted and rose from where she sat, turning to look at the man, gasping. “Hello my dear. How have you been?” Sesshoumaru questioned, grinning. His canines glinted in the light reflecting off of the windows. “You…wha-…how…who…?” Sesshoumaru raised a brow, “Are you just going to keep stuttering? It’s time for your payment.

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  • By: Peaches a.
  • Joined: over 7 years ago
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About This Mixbook

  • Title: Ice Cream Headache
  • This book consists of pieces of our stories and maybe the occasional poem by Peaches (Ariel).
  • Tags: angst, humor, romance, tragedy
  • Published: over 7 years ago

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