A/N: Let's cal it a bonus chapter, okay? It isn't long or stuff, I just really can't get it out of my head.
Post Ride
Sango and Miroku were standing in the living room window of Sango's house, looking at the street in front of it.
A black limo was parked on the side of it and Kohaku was leaving it. They could easily see a white-haired man sitting in the car before the young man closed the door. Sango and Miroku were staring from behind a curtain as the boy bowed and the car rolled away.
"That was Inuyasha's older brother," Miroku whispered, watching Kohaku walking down the path to the hose door. The boy was moving without the usual bounce in his step. Not that Miroku blamed him for walking stiffly after being in Inuyasha's brother's close proximity. He himself still remembered pretty well the huge canine tearing the dojo down and running away with blood lust in his eyes.
"Mhm. The daiyoukai," she nodded. Technically, the other youkai male related to Inuyasha was a daiyoukai too, but that was but a detail now. She was looking at Kohaku, his expression serene, as he approached the house.
"Hey, how are you?" they both asked the boy when he finally got inside and took off his shoes. Kohaku looked at them and blinked, the serene look on his face never fading.
"Fine. What's up?" he asked and smiled. "I hope you weren't doing anything, huh?" he teased. Sango blushed and Miroku chuckled, shaking his head.
They walked after Kohaku to the kitchen and watched him make coffee.
"That was Inuyasha's brother," Sango said and Kohaku hummed in affirmation while adding coffee powder to his favorite cup. "Isn't he Rin's father?"
"Yeah, he is," Kohaku said.
"Weren't you spending this afternoon with her?" inquired Miroku. They both looked at the youth worriedly. Was he in shock after being exposed to the daiyoukai? What had happened that Sesshomaru had brought him home in his limo? Had Sesshomaru gave Kohaku - Miroku felt cold shivers running down his spine - the daddy talk?
"Yup," Kohaku smiled and poured boiled water into the cup.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Sango decided to stop beating around the bush. "Don't tell me he gave you the talk or asked what are your intentions towards his daughter?"
"Don't make it sound like he maimed me or something. We just talked, no big deal," Kohaku replied, reached into the fridge and dumped a tomato into his coffee. With a surprised look on his face he looked at the black liquid spilling over the rim of the cup and fished the tomato out of the cup. "Although I was a bit anxious for the first five minutes," he admitted and reached for a towel.