The sound of wood pegs scraping against wood flooring brought a sense of dread within Sesshoumaru.
'Not again.' He thought, rubbing his eyes.
"What's wrong, man? You suddenly got quiet." Inuyasha's voice called through the cell phone.
"Kagome is…nesting." For three days she had pushed, turned, and rearranged anything she could get her hands on. It was driving him nuts!
"Sesshoumaru?" Her voice called up the stairs.
"Hn." He ended the call. He knew better than to ignore her. Even if she did call him down every five minutes to survey what she had done. The last time he ignored her, she had trudged up the stairs, yelled at him for ignoring her, cried about how he didn't find her attractive, went back downstairs, and yelled at him for making her do so. He found it was easier to simply concede to her wishes.
However, he was surprised when he arrived downstairs, his senses assaulted by a strange odor.
"Um...Sesshoumaru…we need to get to the hospital…"
Eyes wide, she glanced down at her feet. His eyes followed. There, surrounding her feet, was a big, foreboding puddle.
Oh dear Kami…