Ninety-Three.
That tone jarred with Sesshoumaru's low, darker voice – something that even the poor kappa seemed to notice.
Widening his eyes in an almost comic expression, he turned to his lord and threw himself at his feet, dishevelled silver hair spilled on the ground.
Don't laugh, Kagome, she warned herself.
"Sesshoumaru-sama!" He boomed, his deep voice rumbling like thunder inside the tiny cave. "My lord, forgive me! I couldn't control your noble body!"
"Jaken."
The retainer brusquely stopped whining, raising his head. Kagome gaped - there were tears in his eyes.
"Never again kneel in this one's body", Sesshoumaru ordered coldly.
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(100 words.)