An Ordinary Day... Only Not by Mistress Sianna

The... Incident

Title: An Ordinary Day… Only Not

Theme: Danyealle-sama’s 50 Ways to Torture a Taiyoukai.

Genre: Humor

Universe: Alternate

Warnings: Umm… potty humor?

Word count: 1054

Rating: K+ (Lady Sianna writing K+??!! Surely it will storm tonight!!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any characters there of. They belong to the brilliant Rumiko Takahashi. I make no monies for writing this work of fan fiction.

I have, of course, selected indignity as my torture of choice.

Here we go. 
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It was a day just like any other day in his carefully ordered life; except that it was completely different…

It all started when he surfaced into the conscious world to look at the clock on his bedside table. He was late. He, Sesshoumaru, was never late! Apparently his beloved mate had forgotten to set the alarm clock.

Growling softly, he unraveled himself from the silken sheets of his oversized bed and pulled himself into a sitting position. He cast a look over his shoulder where Kagome still slept. Her dark hair spread over her pillow and right arm as she lay partially cradled in the bend of her arm. Her remaining hand rested gently on her protruding belly as she drew deep even breaths in her slumber. 

Their home would be graced with a new pup in about a month or so. 

Reluctantly peeling his eyes away from her, he slipped his feet into the slippers beside his bed. As he stood he stretched the muscles of his back, drawing in a deep breath as he did so. Unfortunately, as he attempted to take his first step, he went plummeting to the ground. His legs had moved to walk, but his slippers did not follow.

He rose quickly, lest anyone see him sprawled across the floor. Kagome didn’t even stir, and he kneeled to the floor to discover what had happened.

“Glue…” he murmured darkly. Someone had glued his slippers to the floor, and there was little guessing as to who that someone was. 

Inuyasha. 

His wretched, half-demon, half-brother! Why he agreed to allow the pup to stay here while his father was off doing Kami knows what, was still beyond him. Truly, it had been Kagome’s insistence which had convinced him to endure the boy’s presence. Inuyasha honestly behaved even less maturely than his twelve years would suggest. He would be punished for this latest prank, but it would have to wait. He was already running late, and he certainly did not have time to deal with the pup now.

Leaving his comfy house-shoes behind, he went to take his morning shower. He managed to complete his morning tasks without further incident before he dressed for the day.

As he headed downstairs, he nearly tripped over one of Rin’s dolls which was conveniently perched on the third step down. Normally the girl did not leave such things lying about. He would have to speak with her when he returned home, he thought with mild irritation. 

Deciding to skip breakfast, the inu youkai headed straight to the front door. His eyes darted to the left where a silver-haired hanyou boy was sitting on his couch with a large bowl of what appeared to be Frootloops. The hanyou pulled his attention away from the television long enough to glance at him. A large toothy grin found his lips, and he nearly chocked on his cereal as if stifling a laugh.

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the pup, before heading out the door. He would have to think of a suitable punishment for the rotten little brat. 

He was due to conduct an important meeting within the hour so he really needed to make haste. 

The inu youkai arrived at his office only a few moments later than he intended. As he passed through the halls of the immense law firm, he could hear several of his employees chattering behind him. They seemed to be whispering, and every once in a while he could hear them snicker. Usually his presence demanded quiet reverence, and he frowned slightly as he wondered why today was any different.

It was a day like any other day in his carefully ordered life; except that it was completely different.

His secretary of ten years, an inu youkai like himself, stood as she saw him approach. She gathered a stack of mail from the corner of her desk, handing it to him before executing a quick bow. He gave a curt not of acknowledgement before walking past her desk to his office. 

Before he could open the door, he thought he heard a short bark of laughter, but when he turned to look, the woman’s features betrayed nothing. Although, her cheeks were suspiciously rosy.

He narrowed his eyes again before entering his office.

A short time later, he entered a large meeting room. All eyes turned to him as he walked quietly across the room before taking his place at the far end of a long cherry wood table.

Quiet snickers floated through the room again, and nothing the inu youkai did seemed to make them stop. He ended the meeting early, mildly frustrated with the lack of respect he seemed to be garnering this day.

Abrupt chuckles, quiet whispers and outright laughing seemed to follow him everywhere he went. 

Finally, it was time to go home.

The demon was never more happy to leave, and return to his family. After this strange day, he was even looking forward to seeing Inuyasha, if for no other reason than that he could exact his vengeance on the boy for what he had done this morning.

As usual, when he pulled into the long driveway of his estate, he could see his wife standing in the doorway awaiting his arrival. Kagome wobbled a few steps from the door to the walk way and greeted him with a warm embrace.

He eagerly returned it, gracing her forehead with a chaste little kiss. 

“How was your day?” she asked as she pulled away to smile up at him.

A slight frown formed on his brows. “It was… unusual.”

“Unusual?” she asked as the pair of them headed back to the door. 

He was just about to elaborate, when something seemed to draw Kagome’s attention. A loud shriek tore from her lips, and he looked to her to see that her eyes were wide with shock. 

“Dear god!!” she cried, one hand plastered to each of her rosy cheeks. “Have you been walking around all day like that??!!”

“What are you--”

She walked behind him, and he felt her tug on the back of his trousers. She circled around him and clutched in her hand was a long sheet of toilet tissue.

From somewhere inside the house, a hanyou could be heard bursting into hysterical laughter.
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I hope no one has done anything like this already! I just thought of it today, and thought I’d type on up. I hope it gave you a laugh.

P.S. Please don’t tell Sesshoumaru where I live!