Customer Service by Miss Kagura

Customer Service

Customer Service

Author's Note: This fic was written for WiccanMethuselah's birthday!

Sesshoumaru stepped up to the counter in an electronics store and slapped a shredded DVD box on the counter. It was no longer recognizable, as it had been reduced to plastic ribbons and torn paper and shiny plastic. "I have been waiting in line for five minutes."

Kagome stared at the destroyed box and smiled. "Sorry about that, Sir, can you tell me what this is?"

"It's a DVD which I purchased from this store last night," he snarled as he placed his hands on the counter and leaned over it threateningly.

"Please Sir, calm down," she squeaked as she cowered down a bit under the intense gold stare of the demon on the other side of the counter. After a few moments of fearful silence, Kagome turned to the computer and started typing. "Do you have your receipt, Sir?"

Sesshoumaru reached into his pocket for something, and then held his fist over the counter to release tiny bits of paper. "My receipt."

"Okay, Sir, I can't accept that. There's no way the computer could scan this. I'm going to have to enter this as a return with no receipt," Kagome informed him.

The taiyoukai stood back on his heels again, relieved that Kagome was finally making progress on returning the DVD. "I want cash," he ordered.

The mandate was ignored and Kagome asked, "May I ask why you want to return this DVD?"

A growl made the counter rumble. "It was a stupid movie."

Kagome finished typing on the computer. "I'm sorry, Sir, but I can't return a DVD for cash. Even if you had your receipt, we could only accept a return for a defective DVD. You would only be able to exchange it for another one just like it."

While the miko and struggling college student prepared to take the next customer, Sesshoumaru remained in place, staring her down. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Sesshoumaru slammed his fists down on the counter. "This is bad customer service!"

"As I said, there's nothing I can do. I do apologize, but there are other customers in line waiting," Kagome answered.

Sesshoumaru grabbed a pen off the counter and jotted his number down on the largest piece of the receipt. "There is something you can do. I paid for a good show and I intend to get one," he hissed suggestively.

~~~

When Kagome got off work, she went home, showered, and was drying herself off in the bathroom when she saw the piece of paper, which had fallen out of her pocket when she undressed. At first, she felt angry about how he had acted, and decided she was going to give him a piece of her mind.

She grabbed the phone and stomped into the living room, wearing nothing but a towel on her head. She punched the numbers angrily and waited for the phone to ring.

After four rings, the phone was finally picked up.

A child's voice said, "Hewwow?"

Kagome was taken aback by this. "Uhh...hi, is your Daddy home?"

"Daddy's makin' mac wif cheese for us," the tiny little voice answered. "Call when me not hungry."

Kagome stared at the phone when the child hung up on her, and wondered how such an innocent little being could absorb that attitude. She was really angry then, and wanted to ream him for teaching his child such poor manners.

Still, she did what the child told her to, and waited a little over an hour. This time, Sesshoumaru picked up.

"Hi, this is Kagome. I can't believe you told me I had bad customer service earlier! You're the rudest, most inconsiderate asshole I've ever spoken to! And you know what? Your kid is just as rude as you are! You should be ashamed of yourself!" she shrieked into the phone.

After a short window of silence, he answered with, "I am texting you my address. Come over, because I am very horny. Wear something sexy. Bring some condoms if you don't want to get knocked up."

"You pervert!" she yelled.

*Click*

Sesshoumaru smirked and upstairs to get ready; he knew she'd come for a yelling match, and stay for a roll in the sheets. With a devious smile, he put his daughter to bed and got ready for the show.