The Joys of Parenthood by SunsetMiko

But Sometimes It Is

This was written for Stella's Proverbial Challenge, prompt: All things that are white are not milk.

-But Sometimes It Is-

Kagome was bustling around the kitchen preparing dinner. She smiled as she heard the doorbell, followed by the required playful arguing of her mate and his brother. The hanyou showed up a few minutes later, pulling her into his arms.

"I don't know how you can manage to live with that bastard," the hanyou said jokingly.

"She not only manages," Sesshoumaru chimed in with a smirk as he entered the room, leaning on the door frame, "but she enjoys it."

"Behave yourself, you two. You have to set a good example for the boys."

"Aww, do I have to?" Inuyasha whined.

"Now you sound like Toraburu, and he's three," Kagome replied while tapping his nose with a wooden spoon. "Play nicely, guys. We don't want them growing up to be like the two of you, arguing all the time. I want my boys to love each other, to be best friends."

"Good luck," the hanyou said with a laugh. "With this prick as their daddy, they don't have a chance."

"Inuyasha," Kagome said in her motherly tone of warning. Just then a crash was heard and Sesshoumaru hurried to go see what his sons had gotten into this time. The miko returned her focus to dinner and Inuyasha busied himself poking around the kitchen.

Seeing several small packets of partially frozen white liquid defrosting in the sink, he smirked. 'Pina coladas,' he thought to himself. 'Just what I need.' He snagged one and grabbed a twisty straw from the drawer. He peeled the top open, slipped in the straw, and took a large swig, only to make a face and then spit violently in the sink.

"Inuyasha! What the hell?!" Kagome shrieked. He'd just spit all over her freshly boiled pasta!

"Dude, I think you mixed these wrong. This doesn't taste a thing like a pina colada."

Kagome noticed what he held in his hand and burst out laughing. "That's because they're not pina coladas."

"Then what the hell is it?" he asked, suddenly very concerned about what he'd put in his mouth. "The little pouches look just like the premade ones you buy in the store. I thought you made your own."

Kagome's laughing only grew louder which attracted Sesshoumaru's attention. He sauntered into the kitchen and took in the sight of his brother holding a small pouch with a straw sticking out of it.

"Would you care to tell me, little brother, why you are drinking Kagome's old breast milk?"

The hanyou made a horrified face and began to spray water directly into his mouth from the sink. "Breast milk?" he asked in shock when he felt further rinsing would do no good.

"Indeed. And more than a year old."

Kagome sighed. "Dinner is going to be a bit longer," she said while shoving Inuyasha out of the way to dump out the pasta and start again. "Maybe you shouldn't go around grabbing whatever you want without asking."

"It won't happen again," the hanyou swore. "Never again!"