Title: A Simple Day Out
Summary: After a while it just got ridiculous.
Pairing: Hiei/Kagome
Prompt: "Snow Angel" for The Deadliest Sin Board; December 5
Rating: K
Word Count: 339
Rubbing her hands over her arms, she let out a tiny puff of carbon dioxide into the chilled air. The fog formed before her mouth, as she called out, "Katsumi! Don't go too far!"
The small girl, slinking through the large drifts of frozen water, glanced back at where her parents stood. She smiled brightly, her pretty, glittering purple eyes showing her acceptance of the command as she nodded.
Smiling, Kagome huddled into her oversized jacket a little more. "I should teach her how to make a snow angel," she sighed. "It's just so cold."
"I thought you said that jacket would keep you warm?" her mate sighed, glancing down her body. He was actually rather happy with the temperature, considering the child she was carrying did not need her to go gallivanting in the snow anyway. Besides, Katsumi would realize sooner or later that she could easily throw herself in the snow and wave her arms in an attempt to change the appearance of the frozen water to her likeness. It was not a hard concept, and she was a smart girl.
Huffing, she frowned at him, "I thought you said you could keep me warm even without the jacket?"
Smirking, he allowed the temperature around them to rise steadily.
"Hey!" she whined. "You're melting the snow!"
"You were the one complaining you were cold," he retorted.
"Stop it," she cried. It was going to get in her boots! "There's water everywhere!"
"Hn."
Finally, having had enough, she called out, "Katsumi! Come on, honey!"
The small, pretty purple-eyed girl came skipping through the snow. She blinked up at her mother, frowning just slightly at her expression, "Mommy?"
Reaching out her hand, Kagome said, "Come on, Katsu, we're going back inside. I'll have to show you how to make a snow angel some other time."
"B-but why?" Katsumi whimpered.
Taking the child's hand, she cast a dark look at her mate, still standing in the puddle he was creating in the grass. "Because," she stated, "daddy's being a jerk."
--Fin