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MARRIED TEXTING

Part 2

His eyes still fixed on his phone as he waited for Kagome to finish her text, Sesshoumaru was just adding milk to two cups of freshly brewed tea when he heard it.

The toilet flushed.

His head snapped up, and he froze, but there was no denying the sound. Every muscle in his back coiled and cringed, the knotted sensation creeping up his neck and over his skull. Water gurgled through the old pipes of the house, grating on his hearing and his last nerve, and then the sink flicked on in their master bath.

His eyes narrowed, and he turned to look over his shoulder, the tea forgotten as his sclera bled red.

She did not.

Two pumps from the soap dispenser echoed like thunder.

She did.

The sounds of handwashing still blaring in his ears, Sesshoumaru braced his hands on the counter and mentally counted to ten. He could feel his face grow hot, youki churning just under his skin as his temper got the better of him. His nails sharpened and teeth elongated, the stripes on his wrists becoming more jagged with each passing moment.

Then, he looked at the tea.

His head cocked. It would be childish. Rude. The second the thought entered his head, he knew it was blatantly hypocritical. But as his irritability began to dissipate, appearance returning to normal, he decided he was still annoyed enough to make an exception for himself and follow through with it anyway.

Before her footsteps had left the bedroom, he picked up the carefully prepared tea, took a sip, and then spit it back in—in both cups.

A second later, she came smiling into the kitchen like their text conversation had never happened. "You didn't have to make it too."

Sesshoumaru kept his face carefully neutral as he picked up the cups and turned around to hand her one. "It was no effort."

His jaw ticked.

Kagome, mid-reach, paused and gave him a wary look. "Are you angry?"

"Do I look angry?"

Her look turned more suspicious, and she took a half-step back. "On a scale of 'not angry' to 'rampaging-hotel-sized dog,' I'd say you're somewhere around 'chewing up the furniture.'"

He repressed the urge to roll his eyes. "Hilarious. Do you want this or not?"

She shook her head, still leery. "The one in your other hand, please."

He wasn't sure how he managed to keep a straight face as he handed it to her, but he did.

"Thank you." She eyed him again.

"You are welcome." He turned back to the counter just as she lifted the cup to her lips to take a sip, and a depraved sort of satisfaction settled in his chest as he heard her swallow.

And then clear her throat.

"You spit in both teacups, didn't you?"

Looking back at her over his shoulder, he arched a brow. "Why would I do that?"

It was her turn to narrow her eyes. "Because deep down you still have a catty side to you."

He smirked.

Realization sank home, and Kagome's eyes widened in horror. "Sesshoumaru!"

"As you said, Miko"—he lazily lifted his teacup and turned the liquid over into the sink—"this Sesshoumaru can still be a bit catty."

"Oh gods, I'm going to throw up." She gagged a little and rushed to set her cup on the counter, some of the liquid splashing out as it clattered against the granite. "I expect this sort of crap from Inuyasha, not you!"

She rushed out of the kitchen and back to their bathroom.

Sesshoumaru chuckled and began refilling the kettle as retching sounds filtered into the kitchen. "Kagome?" he called.

"What!"

More retching sounds followed her angry yell, and he took two new cups down from the cabinet. "Make sure you flush."

A/N: Hardest story in this series to post on FFNET. Sheesh. Thank you for reading and watching! Yes, they are both a little less-than-stellar in this fic, but that's intentional. They're imperfect people too. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and got a laugh. Petty Sesshoumaru is petty. lol