Don't Mess With This Sesshoumaru by TheMikoShivae

FLUFFYKINS!

Disclaimer: Do Not Own.

A/N: This is 1016 words and was written for Angelic Memories Bunny Challenge. Hope you thoroughly enjoy it, and please, leave a review!

Kagome had asked him to do this, as a favor to the "bride". Jakotsu, though completely in love with his groom, had always had a thing for Sesshoumaru. So what better way than to have him dress up as a playboy bunny? It would make Jakotsu so happy, and he deserved it after everything he had done for the couple.

Sesshoumaru of course had not agreed to this right away, as he felt it was quite demeaning for someone of his stature. It took Kagome several days of begging, and even a few threats of not giving him any for a month before he finally acquiesced to her wishes. He reluctantly went shopping to find the perfect costume for the event. Finally, after searching all the stores in Tokyo, he came across what he had been looking for. He had hidden it in a drawer of his desk, knowing if he left it in the closet Kagome would have wanted a fasion show of it. He refused to let that happen. It would have spoiled the surprise.

It was definately a surprise. When Sesshoumaru waltzed into the room in a bright pink bunny costume, Kagome's eyes went as wide as saucers. When she couldn't hold the giggles back from behind her hand any longer, everyone in the room looked up to see what was so funny. Jakotsu proceeded to fall out of his chair, holding his stomach tightly and shaking with hysterical laughter. A few of the other girls had fainted, and one had even ran away in fear.

Normally, he wouldn't give it a second thought to the various reactions of others, but they were not the reactions he was expecting. Kagome had told him that Jakotsu would be practically humping his leg, but he was doing quite the opposite. The taiyoukai was thoroughly confused. He had done as Kagome had asked of him. Maybe it was the neon pink, but he was almost positive she had told him that it was Jakotsu's favorite color.

Kagome finally caught her breath long enough to ask him why he was wearing a giant, pink bunny costume, but fell immediately back into giggles as soon as she had gotten the question out of her mouth. He tapped his foot, waiting for a break in the laughter to answer her. When he was finished with his little tale, the laughter increased tenfold.

His mate grabbed her laptop and opened it up, typing something into the browser before turning it towards him. It was a website for the playboy bunnies, and they were definately not dressed in giant costumes like the one he had purchased. If anything, they were extremely scantily clad, the women in sheer lingerie and the men in what Kagome had called a "banana hammock".

He was completely humiliated. Why hadn't he thought to check on EXACTLY what a playboy bunny was before he ran out and bought that giant furry pit of hell? Any shred of dignity he was clinging to was swept away when Jakotsu rubbed up on him and asked him to strip dance his way out of the costume.

Whether it was from the suffocating heat of the bunny suit or the sheer embarassment he had suffered, nobody was entirely sure the cause of Sesshoumaru's collapse. It became obvious, after a few minutes and several cold glasses of water, that he was out cold, and probably wouldn't be waking up for a while. Kagome decided it was best if they took him upstairs to rest, instead of leaving him on the cold, hardwood floor. Jakotsu, of course, volunteered to help, but was sorely disappointed when he was refused, supposedly because it was his special night and he shouldn't have to lift a finger.

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He had awoken an hour or so later to a dark room and a comfortable bed that he recognized as the one he shared with Kagome. He held a hand to his throbbing temple, willing the headache to go away. He could still hear them downstairs giggling and talking. The music was loud enough to vibrate the floorboards beneath his now bare feet. His mate must had brought him up here and taken off that ridiculous costume before heading back down to party with her friends.

He was not going back down. There was no way she could talk him into it, as he had already humiliated himself enough for one night. Hell, he wasn't even sure if he wanted to go to the wedding the next day, as he was sure that the story would spread to everyone and he would be the laughing stock of the event. He knew how much of a gossiper Jakotsu was, and he had no doubt several of the other girls were as well.

He didn't dare make any noises that would draw any attention to the fact he might be awake, so he decided against turning on the tv. Instead, he decided to come up with a plan to get back at Kagome, since it had been her idea in the first place, even if it wasn't her fault that he had misunderstood what she had wanted him dressed in.

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Once everyone else had been shown their rooms for the few hours of sleep they would be able to get, Kagome made her way to her own haven. Sesshoumaru looked like he was still peacefully sleeping, so she quickly undressed and crawled in bed next to him. He waited for her breathing to even out before he slipped from underneath the covers to put his plan into action.

She continued to sleep soundly, even as he put her into the silky outfit. Her nose twitched only slightly as he applied the make up. When he had finished his work, he sat back to give his masterpiece one more look over, making sure everything was perfect. He then lifted her up, being careful not to jostle her too much, and carried her downstairs. He placed her on the sofa, right where everyone would see her when they came down to eat breakfast.