"This is most improper," he argued, setting the tray on Sesshoumaru's desk.
"Take it up with your boss," she replied, stretching her arms above her head.
"I will!" Jaken shot back, looking around to find something to shoo her out of the room with.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Just make sure you talk with his mother as well. We've become really good friends since she arrived."
The vassal's mouth fell open as he gawked at her. "That's impossible!"
"Oh, no?" She waved a hand toward the balcony, Ah-Un snoozing in the warm evening air, their heads resting on top of their tail. "Just ask them. We spent the entire afternoon having tea and swapping childhood stories." The look on Jaken's face told her exactly what he thought of questioning the dragon, and she chuckled softly. "Thanks for the food, by the way."
He raised his chin. "If it's not to your liking, I will inform the chef."
"Because you care or because Sesshoumaru will give you a concussion if you don't?" Why was it so easy to get under his skin? Maybe this was why Sesshoumaru threw so many pebbles at him.
"What I care about is upholding Sesshoumaru-sama's good name and reputation!" he shot back. "Having a human wench such as yourself making herself at home in his quarters is most irregular."
Kagome flipped her hair over her shoulder. "I'll make sure not to fall for any of his seduction tactics, then."
Jaken's face turned bright red as he lost his composure. "My lord's penis is the mightiest there is! No female could turn it down!"