A/N: lol, this popped into my head while I was at cheerleading practice, of all places. Lol. A bit of comic relief. Ja ne!

Kagome woke to the sun streaming in through the window. For a moment, as always, she was confused as to where she was, seeing the walls of stone and

elaborate furniture. And then it would come back to her, and she'd lie back down smiling softly, turning her eyes to the form next to her.

'The coldest demon of the era', as many believed. But Kagome had another term for him: 'husband'. As in, her's.

Smiling wickedly, she brushed Sesshoumaru's tail over his face, very lightly. His nose twitched, causing her to have to swallow a giggle. Unfortunately, the ears

she so adored, picked up on her noise.

Probably without even being awake, he captured her wrists in his own iron grip.

Slowly, he blinked his eyes open, squinting at the sun. Then looking at her hands, in his, and putting two and two together, he put on his own wicked smirk. The

one she loved so much…

Trying not to feel dizzy from how beautiful he was, Kagome looked at him innocently from under her eyelashes. "Good morning, dear. Sleep wel-?"

But before she could even finish the question, he pounced. Holding her violently squirming hands down with only one finger ( "show

off" she muttered), his other hand lightly skimmed all over her ribs.

By the time the excruciatingly-long treatment was over; everyone in the land must have heard her violent, barely-breathing laughs. She often wondered why his

guards didn't get some earplugs. His tickling made her laugh so loud; her future children could probably hear it.

Smirking proudly, he let her go, and went to take his morning bath, leaving her pouting.

And when he returned, a simple white yukata draped (open) on him, she was in the same position he had left her in: sitting on the bed, with her arms around her

knees, and her face turned to the window.

(Little did he know what she was planning...)

He was about to shake his head at her stubbornness, when the smell of salt hit his nose.

He was by her side in less than a flash. Now, closer, he could see that her head was hunched, instead of the proud defiance he thought he had seen.

(She should've been an actress...)

'I am so stupid! What is wrong with my onna?!'

"Kagome?" he asked softly. 'What is it?...'

With her bangs in her eyes, he couldn't tell if she was looking at him or not.

(Or, for that matter, the twinkle in her eyes, despite the tears...)

He was extremely confused by this point. But then, brushing her bangs from her face gently, he thought he saw a flash of... wickedness?

"Sess-Sesshoumaru?"

"Yes?"

She finally allowed herself to smirk. "…You're getting fat."

(And that's what you get...)