A/N: No Disney today for some reason, instead I've got my first ever proper (this meaning subbed and/or not Pokemon or Digimon) anime on: Cardcaptor Sakura. But I'm not watching the gorgeous animation, I'm just listening to the dialogue despite knowing extremely little Japanese. I mean, yes I'm watching it too, but it's strange how much of the Japanese I at least know the gist of. Just. Touya and Yue are my favourite characters by the way, then Tomoyo and Syaoran/Sakura, Sakura's laugh can be a little grating, and she's very innocent (feel free to insert oblivious here). And I totally ship Touya/Yuki. I especially like the opening song for the first season, I know it off by heart.

I like the manga too, it helps when it comes to TRC/xxxHolic; but I prefer the anime because it's more fleshed out and expands some of the character's personalities and development better.

A big thank you to all of my readers, reviewers and people who've favourited either this story or me personally.

Delicious

It was situated down a small side street, that lead on for several hundred yards of antique shops, small boutiques and specialist shops before opening into a large spacious square dotted around with little stands of flowers and tables and chairs. Directly opposite the entrance into the cheery square was a large café with big windows showing an airy interior with two long counters.

"Oh, my Delish, what would we do without you!" Exclaimed Jakotsu as he waved to several other regulars and the staff through the window. It was a friendly place, and had even won a local award for best customer service. But best of all for the two men, it sold the best drinks in town. 'Although we may be a bit biased considering who works there.' Sesshoumaru added to his train of thought as he made his way to their customary table. "Amazing how this is always free isn't it Sesshy?"

"You probably phone them don't you?"

"Not today! I didn't even know we were going here until just back then." 'Tsu protested as he set down his bags. "Shall I go order?"

"Who's serving?" He asked as he picked up the menu that lay on the bamboo table.

"It's Naraku." Jakotsu saw Sesshoumaru's mouth turn down slightly and sighed, "I know you don't like him, but he's really nice."

"Hnnn."

"I'll go, besides I get discount. So, honoured customer, what would you like today? We have a fine selection of teas and coffees as well as many varieties of juices, fizzy drinks and milkshakes.

"I recommend chamomile tea." Jakotsu asked as he slipped into his waiter's routine with well – practised ease.

"The usual."

Giving an exasperated sigh and dropping his imaginary pen and paper pad Jakotsu said, "Again? How old are you, six? Why not try a grownup drink or something unhealthy for a change? Please."

"Strawberry and orange juice please 'Tsu."

"Maybe I should just get you a milk is you insist on buying kiddie drinks."

"I don't like coffee, and I don't want tea. I'll have the same thing I always have here."

"Yes Sesshy." Jakotsu pouted before walking up to the counter to place their order. To his pleased surprise it was already waiting for him on a tray ready for him to take out. "How did you know?"

"One strawberry and orange juice for your friend, one lemon tea for you. It's your normal order. You have he same argument every time you come here."

"You're good."

"It's funny to see you two fight. And you almost never win."

"I will one day." After paying and saying goodbye to Naraku he took the drinks out to their table and served Sesshoumaru with a smile adding the traditional, "And don't forget to tip the waiter."

"'Neither a borrower nor a lender be'."

"I preferred the last tip: 'imitate the action of the tiger'. It was very useful yesterday when I babysat the brat."

The eyebrow raised and Jakotsu elaborated, "The kid was being annoying, so we played 'Zoo'. He was a wolf, as usual. That boy's obsessed with them. He even has a toy one he takes everywhere with him. Poor boy can never decided on the name though; it's either Ginta or Hakkaku."

"Aren't they his friends' names?"

"Yup."

"What do they say?" Sesshoumaru asked as he inwardly decided that the Taran boy was getting more peculiar as he aged.

"They think it's weird, but're pretty much tolerating it. He's going to have to get over that phase eventually. I blame his obsession on that documentary last month. Remember it?"

"Didn't see it."

"Let me guess: reading?"

"Naturally."

"I'm going to have to take you out clubbing one day."

"Not interested." Answered Sesshoumaru with a flip of his hand as he took a sip of his drink.

"They always say that." Jakotsu complained, "First time I tried to take a girl out clubbing she wasn't interested. 'Course, I'm not entirely sure why I asked her out – remember her? Shortish, had bright red hair and brown eyes? Ayami Something something."

"I think it was a dare."

"Well, eventually she came around and said 'Yes.' But ended up leaving all in a huff because I got chatting with someone else."

"Wasn't he your first kiss?"

"You were!"

"Doesn't count!"

"It was nice anyway. Ah, speaking of nice things, you working over there again tomorrow?"

Sesshoumaru nodded, "And at the Tama. You want to come?"

"As much as I'd love too – that Kanna's really pretty – I can't. Got to babysit that brat again, get double pay too as it's not my usual evening." He ended smiling happily at the thought of extra money. "I might even use the cash from that little windfall to help me buy some presents."

"Or get ready for college?"

"Nah, you know my scholarships have pretty much paid me for the whole year, I'm not missing more than four grand for the entire year."

"You sound like you got another one." Sesshoumaru said suspiciously, looking at his smug faced friend.

"It's not much of one, but it was the little extra I needed to fill out my funding. Didn't I tell you?"

"No." He said flatly. 'Honestly, sometimes you have a mind like a leaky sieve.' He thought to himself as he remembered the sporadic attempts at ditziness 'Tsu suffered from. 'Being ditzy doesn't suit him that well.'

"Nothing much to say, I met the requirements for a scholarship, so Mum said 'Why not apply?' and I got it. Good help for my thesis though. I was sure I'd told you though. Last month?"

"No." 'Tsu apologised before launching on a tangent about his favourite college society. "We're looking to raise money for awareness and counselling, help lines and the like.

"I think sponsored events and a charity auction or two. We could auction off bachelors!"

"And you'd buy how many exactly?"

"No. I'd put you up as one of the auction lots. We'd be sure to get a few hundred with your gorgeous looks – those eyes, that complexion, the hair."

"Put Inuyasha up."

"Oooh. Now he's pretty too!"

"And he has a girlfriend." Sesshoumaru hoped 'Tsu would understand where he was going with that line of thought.

"But I want him. It'll be brilliant, I'll take him out clubbing – "

"More clubbing?"

"Yes. I'll take him out clubbing down my favourite place, snatch a kiss or two . . . "

"Why are you obsessed with this Sesshoumaru's little brother?"

"Ears. He has deliciously shaped ears. And he's terrified of me!"

"You traumatised him the first time you came over, he was only four."

"We weren't doing anything strange."

"He thought so."

"What's so strange with playing with Izayoi's clothes and makeup from her designer days? Oh, and playing with your hair."

"Apparently boys aren't allowed to do such things. And this Sesshoumaru says once again that you have a hair fetish."

"Can't be helped."

"However, if you do do the bachelor auction fundraiser, put Inuyasha's name down. I'll see he gets there." He was more than confident in being able to carry out his promise as Inuyasha had to rely on him to get to places, and all it required was leaving out a few key details.

"If you do I will find you the person you're destined to be with forever and always. And you know why I'll succeed? Because I – " He never got to finish his sentence because Sesshoumaru's mobile had begun to ring.

"Sesshoumaru."

"I'm sorry to ask this of you Sesshoumaru," Izayoi said, "But I need you to pick me up some cloth."

"I picked up the cloth on Sunday Izayoi."

"Sesshy, tell her I say 'Hi!'"

"And 'Tsu says 'Hi!'"

"Tell him 'hello' back."

How he disliked being the intermediary on a phone. "Izayoi says 'hello'." 'Tsu opened his mouth and started to say something else, but Sesshoumaru just passed him the phone saying, "'Tsu's on the phone." to Izayoi.

"Hi Mrs. Taishou, How are you? Oh my, who could have taken it? Yes, we're a little busy, we were just – umm, pay? No really, you don't have to. Inuyasha's got his . . . ?" Jakotsu laughed, "Yeah, I agree with Sesshy.

"Tell you what Mrs. Taishou, we'll see what we can do. Hold on a second." Jakotsu covered the receiver with his hand and asked "Sesshy, can you get a pad of paper and pen from Naraku?" Without saying a word Sesshoumaru stood up, walked over to the counter and took a leaf of paper from one of the waitresses' order pads and a pen and came back. 'Tsu took them from him and began to write down what Izayoi said. "It's a shame you don't know which shops have that though. And you'll pay him back when he gets home. Right. Well, bye Mrs. Taishou. Yeah, love you too, bye."

"Sesshoumaru?"

"Yes Izayoi."

"Thank you so much for doing this. I'll pay you back the minute you get home from work; and could you tell Jakotsu that if he swings bye after he's done I'll pay him as well, if he can't come by tonight I'll send him the money through you."

"I'll tell 'Tsu. Goodbye." He hung up and turned to his friend. "Well?"

"Izayoi's willing to pay us to go pick up some more cloth. It seems she left them out to air or something on the front lawn and someone just hopped over the gate and walked off with everything except the silk. She can't remember which shops sell the specific fabrics she needs, but there're only three of them and she gave me the names."

"And Inuyasha can't because?"

"No driver's licence. And his phone's turned off."

"Where to?" Sesshoumaru sighed as he stood up along with Jakotsu. 'Tsu told him and they left the square after taking their glasses back to the counter.