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Summary: Kagome voices a concern.

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Small Talk

Whenever one asked a question of Sesshoumaru, there was always doubt of an answer. Often times, the Lord would just glance at you with careful placidity, before turning heel to glide away. Kagome had begun to understand that it was not a very good idea to persue any given topic after such a point.

However, she'd also made a very important discovery. There was no outright artifice in the Demon's actions. He might manipulate, but he would never lie; if you misconstrued his meaning, he would not bother with a correction, but neither would he confirm an untruth.

And his response was always promptly given.

It was why if she ever needed an honest opinion she had the immediate reaction to approach the silent spectator of their group. Luckily his aloof manner and cool glances worked well to curb this initial reaction.

Unfortunately, the erstwhile modern Miko often times ignored protocol, and approached him anyway.

Now, it seems, was to be such a time.

Glancing up form his reclined position amongst the grass, Sesshoumaru waited; utterly resigned that he was about to be coaxed once more into a rather pointless endeavor human's labeled as 'Small talk'.

It was a rather trying and pointless task.

"Um…Can I ask you something, Sesshoumaru?" after a small pause she hastily tacked on the forgotten '-sama'

Lids lowered to hide luminescent amber inhuman eyes, "If you must."

Shifting awkwardly, the woman applied her weight to one foot then the other, hands fiddling with the edges of the short excuse for fabric, called a skirt. Finally she seemed to gather her courage enough to burst out, "Do you not like my cooking?"

Lashes fluttered but remained to rest upon his alabaster skin.

Hardly daunted by the silence, the distressed woman plowed on, "I'm not saying you have to like it or anything, but I've tried to find things you'd like. I've even tried experimenting with flavors and seasoning, careful not to make it too strong, dogs have sensitive taste buds after all," she blushed and stammered a moment, "N-not that I'm calling you a dog! …Though you are a dog demon, you still… um… that is…"

Weary of the continued prattle Sesshoumaru decided it was time to answer, if only to silence her "I do not eat human meat."

"Oh…um…does that mean you're a vegetarian, Sesshoumaru-sama?"

A sigh; It was going to be a long day.

TBC...

I'm such a smart aleck. I couldn't resist the parting shot. Though to be fair Kagome at least meant it innocently.

For documention sake this was origionally posted and written for the live journal community Dokuga_Contest's weekly Perfection #182, on March 19th, 2012. The prompt was "Prompt", with a perfect word count of 400! And thus is where it stands.

Till next time!

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