An: This is a response to the Dokuga sports challenge. I warn you in advance Sesshoumaru is a Redwings fan and a little ooc. Though I could totally imagine him acting this way over hockey, some might not. Thank you for all that have reviewed my other stories so far I love you!
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Kagome had been dreading this week, dreading it worse than the final battle with Naraku and worse then her bar exam. This was the week she lost her husband. She had been planning it for months. It was inevitable. Everyone in North America knew it was coming to this. Hell, probably the world.
She tried to remember her husband as he was before any of this happened. Ever since that day, September 26, 1926 he had been lost to her at least part of the year.
As Kagome loaded her groceries into the car she winced as she looked at the squid that was peaking through the paper bag, mocking her.
As she drove she wondered who this Stanley was and about the elusive cup, then about her husband's obsession. He had always worn red and white. Maybe that was it, his attraction. She sighed as she opened the mailbox. There it was the letter she had been waiting for. She happily took her prize and approached her door.
"Fuck, you call that boarding!?" A usually calm voice screamed, followed by some incoherent yelling.
Kagome took a deep breath before opening her door. As she walked in she knew the drill: do not walk in front of the TV, do not talk unless it is during commercial or inane commentary. They all knew the commenter's were idiots anyway.
There he was her Lord of the Western Lands, wearing his Osgood jersey lucky number 30. Decked out in red and white. Sesshoumaru even painted his face this time. God her husband loved the Detroit Red Wings.
She sighed as she waited for the beer commercials to start so she could make her way to the kitchen. Kagome set her bags down and made her way to their room.
Kagome heard the standard. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, AND ITS IN!" scream from her husband. When it wasn't playoffs his vocabulary consisted of "indeed" and "Hn".
Kagome sighed again as she pulled her Lidstrom jersey over her head. Then she heard something crash. She could only guess what Sesshoumaru had thrown at the ref this time. Kagome opened her makeup case and put two red lines under each of her eyes and put her hair up.
She grabbed the prize from the mail, the squid and took her seat next to Sesshoumaru on the couch.
They sat there yelling screaming and cheering for their team. It wasn't until 2 minutes left in the third period did Sesshoumaru realized that his wife had something in her hands. He looked at her one eyebrow raised.
Apparently words, today, were only reserved for hockey. She handed him the envelope and quickly found herself on the floor in a massive demon crushing hug. She giggled as he quickly got up and almost jumped up and down when he saw the squid. She looked at her husband and then to the playoff tickets he was holding.
"Only one rule though." She smirked at him.
Sesshoumaru looked at her a little afraid as to what he would have to give up for this.
Kagome smiled. "You have to take me with you," she said as she waved the squid in the air.