Hello alls! This is my first and only fic and I hope it's appreciated. Be happy for me, it's the only one I've ever finished!!!! YAYY!!!! Oh and everybody loves Sesshoumaru-sama. If you don't you're out of the loop, and it's sincerely advised that you leave, cuz... heheh... this is about him, yea?

Enough of my rabble. On with the fic!!! *Bounces excitedly*

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"Maru-chaaaan..."

Sesshoumaru covered his ears with his arms and buried his face in his knees. "Mmf..." he grunted, half-awake. "Sleep..."

"Come on, wake up." Tsuki tickled the tip of his ear with her nail, her long black hair falling in her face.

"Stop it."

She laughed, rocking back on her heels. "Please, Maru-chan?"

He lowered his arms and glared at her with sleepy golden eyes, grunting something incomprehensible.

"Do you know what today is?" she whispered, grinning mischievously.

Sesshoumaru, again, muttered something under his breath and shook his head.

The black-haired woman gasped mockingly and clapped her hands to the sides of her face. "What??" she said, feigning shock. "How on earth could you forget??"

Sesshoumaru raised his head from his knees and stared at her, one eyebrow cocked.

"It's your BIRTHDAY!!" she giggled, throwing her hands in the air.

"Mother..." he sighed, rolling his eyes.

"We'll have to... make cake!"

"Mother."

"...Cause phenomenal amounts of trouble. Bother your father like mad-"

"Mother!"

She blinked, dropped her hands back in her lap, and looked at him innocently. "What?"

He opened his mouth, then shut it, and repeated this about six times, before finally regaining his composure. "Why are you so excited?" he asked tonelessly, flopping backwards so he was lying down on the stone floor-and immediately made a note not to do any more flopping.

His mother stared at him with wide green eyes for a moment, then smiled warmly, flopping down as well (and making the same resolution). "Am I not allowed to be excited about my first and only son?" she said, twirling a lock of his silver hair in her fingers. "Besides, if you didn't have a birthday, you'd never get any older, right?"

"But I don't want to celebrate."

"You're such a party pooper, Maru-chan."

He stuck his tongue out at her and stretched his arms out over his head.

"Do we have to?" he asked, pulling his hair out of her hand.

"Yup," Tsuki replied with a nod.

"Fine then."

She bolted up, erupting in a silent cheer, and hopped to her feet. She danced toward the doorway, her white tail {{AN: yes, I say it's an inherited trait! XP}} dragging behind her. She spun around, giggling, and pranced off happily.

"Meet me in the front hall, Maru-chan!"

Sesshoumaru stared after her for a moment, then climbed to his feet, chuckling quietly to himself.

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He ran down the hall quietly, his feet tapping lightly on the stone. It was still early in the morning, and half the household was asleep. Her logic, he figured, was something along the lines of, 'If everyone's asleep, we should cause trouble.'

And people said she was a killjoy.

"...Sesshoumaru, what are you doing?"

He skidded to a stop and turned slowly to face his father. "Um..."

"Have some decency. Don't say 'um,' you're a demon lord."

"Er..." Sesshoumaru corrected himself quickly.

His father rolled his eyes. "You spend too much time with your mother," he grumbled as Sesshoumaru grinned. "What are you doing up so early?"

Sesshoumaru thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers.

"Birthday," he said cheerfully.

His father blinked and cocked an eyebrow. "What?"

"It's my birthday, Father." He bowed gallantly, and turned and ran again, smiling happily.

He slipped and slid to a halt in the front foyer, landing inches in front of his mother. He did a little twirl and struck a pose, grinning madly.

"Very nice," Tsuki laughed, clapping exaggeratedly. "You came! What took you so long?"

"Father caught me."

"And you escaped alive?" she gasped sarcastically. "My lord! You're stronger than I thought!" She chuckled, then froze, cocking her head to one side.

"Are you all right, Mother?"

She smiled, and slid her hand in his. "Come on! I have something to show you!"

She dragged him down the hall a little ways, then stopped, leaving him to stand outside her room while she rummaged in a closest frantically.

"... Can I ask what you're doing?" he said quietly.

"I had... something for you... but I don't remember what I did with-- Ah! Here it is."

She shuffled out of the room, holding a large misshapen package. "Happy birthday, Maru-chan."

Sesshoumaru looked at it warily, then took it, peeling the paper away. It was a white kimono, embroidered with red flowers here and there. {{AN: I luv his kimono... ^_^}}

"You always wear black, and I'm sorry, Maru-chan, but it's not your color. In fact, it's not a color at all."

"... Did you make this?"

Tsuki sighed. "I tried, but in the end the seamstress did it," she admitted, smiling a little. "Do you like it?"

"Yes. Thank you. But don't you think it's a little..."

"Big? Yeah, I know, but you'll grow into it."

Sesshoumaru wrapped it back up carefully and grinned. "Can I go back to bed now?"

"Are you nuts?" she laughed, walking in a small circle. "We haven't even started."

"Started what?"

Tsuki beamed, draping her arm across his shoulders. "I'm bored. I need to bug someone. And since it's your birthday, you get to pick who."

"But I want to sleep," he declared, glaring at her.

"Um, no."

"Fine." He thought for a moment. "I don't know; Jaken."

Tsuki snickered. "Jaken it is!"

Sesshoumaru grinned as his mother skipped off happily.

"And so another whirlwind adventure begins, as Tsuki, Lady of the West, and her son Lord Sesshoumaru of course, set off on a quest to find the little imp Jaken and pelt rocks at him until his eyes bulge out of his wrinkly green head..."

"You use a lot of adjectives, don't you, Mother?"

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Weeeeell I was bored, Can you blame me? This was my "journal" in English class for about a week... ^_^

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