Summary: While enjoying his new hotspring, Sesshoumaru finds himself the target of a very old prank.
AN: 'Thoughts' "Dialogue"
Alone in his newly formed hotspring, Sesshoumaru lounged leisurely in the steamy water. He could hear the pups giggling quite loudly in the yard and wondered what sort of mischief they were plotting and against whom. They had become quite troublesome as of late.
'Females…' he thought tiredly to himself, but he was quite glad to have five girls. He preferred them and Rin was to blame. He was quite pleased to discover that they each had taken their mother's eyes.
He made a slow circle in the water, pensive, and wondered what his father would say if he could see him now. He not only had someone to protect, but he had many.
'And a human mate…' he added as an afterthought because it had not mattered for such a long time now. He suddenly had the urge to seek her out, to reassure himself that she was truly his, but as he stood and began drying off he began to notice something was very, very wrong.
Utterly horrified and beyond furious, he snatched the offending item and stalked out of the cave stiff with rage. His aura lashed out around him in waves of killing intent and he was not surprised to see his mate come running to meet him, alarmed by it.
When she saw him, she stopped dead in her tracks, staring with her mouth agape and struggling for words. Then noticing his complete disregard for clothing and dripping body she blushed profusely and approached him.
"Sesshoumaru, please cover…stuff. The children…" she stuttered distractedly. But he ignored her.
"What. Is. This?" he demanded with deadly calm as he offered her a damaged shampoo bottle from his crushed fist.
"Oh… OH! There's food coloring in it…but who…" Her eyes widened in understanding and they both turned as one to face the group of hanyou currently cowering behind a tree.
"Uncle Yash told us to!" one blurted desperately.
Every muscle in Sesshoumaru's body tightened as he stalked off towards the trees, intent on finding the half-breed.
"Don't be too harsh on him!" Kagome called, and then added "Pants! Sesshoumaru, pants!"
But he was already in hunt-mode, with bubble-gum pink hair swishing silently out of sight.
Written for Prompt 186 - Harsh