Got this idea while watching my brother play with my aunt's dog. Does anybody know why they do this? (The dogs, not the brothers ^_~) I'll give a cookie to anybody who can tell me! ^_^


"Heave---ho!" One final chunk of wood clattered onto the makeshift sled, and Jaken's shoulders sagged in relief. The old retainer leaned back to observe his handiwork, wearily mopping his brow with a ratty scrap of cloth.

"Damned humans!" he grumbled, pushing his burden up the short incline toward their campsite. " 'Oh, Sesshoumaru-sama, I'm cold!'" he mocked in a rough approximation of a young girl's falsetto. "She's cold, so why doesn't she have to get her own damn firewood!?" he asked himself, though he already knew the answer to that question. She had his master wrapped around her chubby little finger, that's why--and she knew it, too. Jaken just didn't know if he could take it anymore.

What next? She's got him eating out of her hand as it is… he groused, briefly entertaining the amusing image of his master eating the little runt's hand instead. That would brighten his day…a little. Then he'd probably have to nurse her back to health. Bah.

A low growl pierced the tree line, and Jaken froze instantly. He knew that sound—hell, he'd know it in his sleep—and it was definitely his master's warning sound. Most creatures only got to hear it once. He was privileged enough to earn it often.

Well, better that than death.

"I said stop it, Rin!" Sesshoumaru's voiced echoed out of the clearing, carrying none of the usual patience in it. In fact, the dog demon sounded downright…annoyed…with the human brat. Jaken abandoned the sled and slunk closer to the edge of the tree line. He could hardly believe his luck. Maybe she had finally pressed the master too far and angered his master…

"But Sesshoumaru-sama--!" the little girl's whine cut through the air, overriding the low rumbling growl. Jaken sniffed. He could almost see the annoying little smile on her face--that ridiculous pout which always made him want to strangle something. Unconsciously, the toad tightened his grip on the Staff of Heads.

"It just isn't appropriate! Besides, I---ah!" the demon lord hissed. Jaken frowned in concern. What was wrong with his master?

"R-rin…" Sesshoumaru's voice was softer now, slightly breathy. Jaken's ears strained to pick up a faint rustling sound—silk, being moved? What the--?

Thump-thump-thump-thump! A loud pounding noise echoed out of the clearing.

Oh gods! Jaken's knees weakened, and he sagged against the Staff of Heads. They can't be doing what I think they're doing!

"Rin, I—" Sesshoumaru gasped. A short, unintelligible murmur cut him off…a slight whisper of cloth...and then the pounding noise started again.

They ARE! the toad's senses screamed. He couldn't believe it. To think that his master had been tamed by a human girl—and one so young, at that! It was just awful. Just like his father… the retainer thought unhappily. Another giggle, less innocent this time, and Jaken felt his face color with shame.

I should leave! his mind screamed at him. I should leave and give them some privacy but… Morbidly curious, he stalked forward toward the tree line, bringing him in viewing range of their campsite.

Rin was kneeling in Sesshoumaru's lap, laughing her head off. He appeared to be glaring at her, or at least trying to...his face was a rather curious shade of purple. Slowly, Rin snaked her small hands beneath the folds of his kimono again, a mischievous smile painted all over her childish face.

"Ma-master?" Jaken inquired, but his words were lost as Sesshoumaru tried (and failed) to resist her advances. Rin's fingers played along his ribs, tickling his sensitive stomach, and the dog demon made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a whine. Jaken could only watch in horror as his master's right leg began to twitch. Slowly at first…then faster and faster…in a matter of seconds, the offending limb was pounding against the earth in an expression of doggy ecstasy.

Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump!

"See, Sesshoumaru-sama?" the little girl giggled, pulling her hands back. "Isn't that fun?"

"Not at all! I demand that you—aaaugh!"

Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump!

Jaken sighed and went to gather a few more pieces of firewood, not willing to watch his master's disgraceful behavior any longer. Stupid dog demons…guess some things never change.




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