Order

The restaurant was busy and way too high class for Kagome to ever afford alone. She looked at Sesshoumaru but he didn't seem to notice as the hostess led them to a table a few feet away from a dance floor. When he pulled her chair out for her, Kagome found herself oddly self-conscious at yet another polite action. "Thank you," she murmured as he moved to his own seat on her right.

Almost immediately a waitress was at their table for drink orders. Sesshoumaru surprised her by ordering in fluent French and all she understood was that he had ordered some type of wine. Glancing at the menu in dawning horror, the young miko realized the entire thing was also in French and she couldn't read a word of it.

Feeling severely out classed and inadequate, she looked at the waitress and ordered water, before turning her attention to her companion. He didn't seem to notice and was busily pursuing the menu. "Sesshoumaru, I…" Looking down helplessly at the menu, she hesitated, wondering if he would think less of her for not knowing the language.

Giving her his attention, he frowned at the look on her face and without any words, understood the problem. "I will order for you."

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