Stork Demon, or Lack Thereof by Sunshine

Stork Demon?

Hell hath no fury, InuYasha mused with a kind of forced cheer, neatly ducking a flying utensil, like a woman scorned.

Well, that or really, really determined.

…Or pissed off, for that matter.

“You told him what?!” This was punctuated by a wordless shriek and the dull clang of a dodged spoon striking the wall. “How could you? Do you have—“ CLANG! “any idea—“ BONG! “Of how the fuckdamn human anatomy works?!”

At this InuYasha’s ears flattened to his head and he snarled, “Of course I don’t! Why the hell would I?”

Kagome froze, blinked, and narrowed her eyes to slits. “THEN WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU TRY TO LECTURE ANYONE ON SEXUAL-FUCKING-EDUCATION?!”

That’s my cue, he thought, ducking left through the hut door and out into the village thoroughfare. It wasn’t his fault the damn kitsune brat asked about crap like that! She should have known better than to think he would actually tell the kid he didn’t know, or, at least, one would have thought that after all this time, she would have learned.

InuYasha grimaced, cuddling his sword to his chest and deciding that perhaps taking an extended leave to his forest was a good idea.

*

Kagome was not happy. She wasn’t pleased, she wasn’t peachy, and in fact, she was Pissed Off. The idea of making doggy shish kabobs was an appealing one but unfortunately the hanyou was a far cry faster than her arrows. Pity.

She glowered at her feet, toes seeming to twinkle up at her mockingly.

“You don’t have to deal with kitsune kids who now think that babies are delivered by the stork demon, okay? So cut me a little slack!” She snarled fiercely. Her toenails remained adamantly silent and she narrowed her eyes.

This was, she decided, how all bad things started. However? There was nothing for it; someone had to teach these kids.

Folding her arms with a sharp sigh, Kagome realized that SexEd in the Edo period was a necessary evil and there was only one woman for the job.