An Off-White Christmas by UnknownRandomness

A Sense of Foreboding Leads To Potential Danger

Prompt: Evergreen

Word Count: 511

It was evil, she knew that. Did she care?

Nope.

Did Shippo have a hand in it?

Yep.

Would it be almost certain to end in her untimely demise?

Most definitely.

Would she do it again given the chance?

You bet your life she would!

With these thoughts in mind, the miko jumped up from her perch on the side of the bathtub and quickly ran into her room. Not a minute later, her mate emerged from the spare bedroom (he had taken to sleeping in there ever since the 'demonic tinsel-bindings') and entered the room she had just speedily vacated. Listening closely, she was gratified to hear the shower start to run. Her plan had been set in motion. Now all there was to do was wait and put a protective barrier around her bedroom. 

Around ten minutes or so passed before a howl of rage and despair shook the very glass in their window frames. Kagome giggled quietly to herself, not really reading the book she had cracked open to occupy the time as she patiently waited to see the results of her meddling. Heavy footfalls stomped down the corridor towards her and the door swung back on its hinges so quickly and with such force that the plaster next to the doorframe cracked and the handle fell off. 

Sesshoumaru stood in the doorway in all of his semi-naked glory (she cursed the towel that was hiding the best part), but there was something wrong. Something brilliantly and perfectly wrong with her most wonderful demon lord.

Due to her partnership with Shippo, they had decided that their friend really wasn't getting into the spirit of Christmas. Thus, they decided to remedy that immediately. 

"What have you done?"

His growl was so powerful, she could feel the vibrations from it in her stomach. Smiling, Kagome surveyed her handiwork. With the kitsune's magic and her sneaky ninja skills, their combined efforts had resulted in a potent and undetectable shampoo that had coloured Sesshoumaru's long, magnificent silver hair a wonderful shade similar to that of evergreen trees. It suited him in a totally this-colour-doesn't-suit-anyone kind of way. And to the young woman's endless delight, his eyebrows were also in the same dark green!

"Why, you don't like it?" She asked innocently.

The inuyoukai took a step forward, looking like he wanted to throttle his other half, only to glare as her barrier shimmered and repelled him gently. Kagome knew that it wasn't powerful enough to stop him if he really wished to reach her, but he hadn't quite reached 'crazy-axe-murderer' level yet.

With another quiet roar, Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes even further at his grinning mate, before stating through clenched teeth,

"Thanks to you, all of this Sesshoumaru's hair has been ruined. You had best have a remedy for this, woman." 

Something about the way he said 'all' made her pause. All his hair?

"Your...?" With a raised brow, Kagome dropped her gaze to his covered groin, and he dropped the towel. 

Her joyous laughter could be heard for miles around.