Sesshomaru looked around in a semi panic before looking back at his new pack mate as if she were a thrice damned hells spawn that had come to devour his soul and for a moment, he saw his life flashing before his eyes before the question, "Am I going to die here?" Slipped unbidden from his lips.
The onna made a most unlady like snorting sound before retorting in an irked tone, "Maybe. But first you should tell me what the hell is going on?"
Oh- she wanted him to spill his guts about why they had been acting so oddly. Up until a few moments ago none of them had even noticed that she had taken note of their actions.
She's planning to pump me for info. That makes sense. He thought warily as he tried to step back away from her in horror only to find himself fumbling for something that might save him from her wrath. His father and Yasha he could deal with once they were home, but after what Kagome had gone through at the hands of her old family- he absolutely refused to lay a finger on her even for self defense reasons.
He wasn't a monster and he refused to be thought of as one by the onna. She was, after all, supposed to be safe with him. Even if he wasn't the least bit safe with her.
"So spill. Why have the three of you been acting so...weird?" Kagome asked as she tilted her head slightly to the side so that some of her silken hair fell over her shoulder as she stared him down.
Sesshomaru had to fight back on the uncharacteristic urge to gulp and flee like his father and younger brother had, however he managed to keep him from doing so by mentally chanting; I am a man, an former warlord and heir to the western lands. I have endured countless centuries, wars, deaths and enemies and I will not break simply because of the...freakishly unblinking stare of one...pissed off onna... I know better than to break.
And yet- The moment that Kagome managed to say in a sweetly coaxing tone, "If you tell me what's going on, I'll forgive you and let you help me deal with the other two morons." Oh that was tempting, so, so very tempting. Sesshomaru thought while his inner beast practically purred in delight about how wonderfully evil the onna was as his inner beast also told him that if he wasn't an idiot- he'd take the pup up on her deal and become her partner in crime.
It would be fun. And they would bond even more.
Sesshomaru, although slightly confused by his inner beasts reaction to the onna- whole heartedly agreed that they could and would bond over the experience of ridding the world of his father and bratling brother.
Well- okay, not get rid of exactly, but more like beat the hell out of them for abandoning him to face Kagome's wrath alone. And since he wasn't totally sure what the pup would do...he caved, sank to his knees before her- dropping all of the boxes he'd been holding in the process and began to spill his guts and tell Kagome everything from the little conversation Yasha had had with him and his father to the threat to why they were acting so oddly.
They were trying to help. But because they were males, two of whom were no where near her age group- they were just kind of stupid and obvious-ish about it.
And since he was on his knees singing like a little canary for Kagome, he even spilled his guts about the time his dad bought a new flat screen TV and he and Yasha had been playing around and he had accidentally stomped on the new TV remote, breaking it upon which both he and Yasha had froze as the full impact of what they had just done had finally hit them.
Causing him to quickly knock Yasha unconscious and to grab the broken pieces of the remote and run out of the house and somewhere three miles from their home where he then proceeded to turn into his true form and dig a very, very deep hole that he then proceeded to stuff Yasha and the broken remote into.
And then buried them both and fled back home just in time to deny any and all of his father's queries about the whereabouts of his new TV remote.
Kagome just stared at him through the whole TV remote story, uncertain about if he was being serious about what he had done to poor Yasha or not only to bust out laughing hysterically the exact moment that he stopped talking. Sesshomaru blinked his gold colored eyes at the onna doubled over laughing and mentally patted himself on the back for managing to defuse the situation with his well placed story about what had happened a year and several months ago.
Reaching out, he carefully, and gently grasped Kagome's upper arms in his hands and drug her close to him and hugged her as he buried his face in her hair and muttered softly, "Kagome, no matter what happens from here on out- we are males and technically speaking- quite ignorant of what we should or should not do in order to help you. There will be times like this one, where you will attack us, and perhaps even want to strangle us with our own spinal chords. But you need to remember one thing, always- you are a part of our pack now. And for that alone we will always do our best to care for, comfort, and protect you to the absolute best of our abilities."
"But because your boys- your kind of dumb about it?" Kagome asked, her small chin resting on his shoulder.
"Yes. So...please forgive us? If only this once."
"Buy me some chocolate ice cream when we finally leave here- and we'll pretend today never happened," Kagome said as she caught sight of Inu no Taisho and Yasha peeking out at them from down the isle and narrowed her eyes. "By the way I can see your dad and brother..."
"Where are the bastards at little one? Tell this Sesshomaru so that I may deal with them and take you to get your ice cream."
"Down the isle, hidden among the clothing for the toddlers."
"How the hell- No, never mind. Take your buggy and go get in line, someone will be there in a moment to wait with you."
"Have fun putting the fear of god into them!" Kagome chirped as she slipped from his arms and waved to him as she turned and began to push her buggy away while he slowly got to his feet and gave her an slightly awkward finger wave, thinking that this would be a day that he wouldn't soon forget as he watched her disappear from sight before cracking his knuckles menacingly and then going to deal with the traitors.
