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The taiyoukai raised a silent brow in question.

Kagome, seeing him look from her ears to her hand, took out one headphone and held it out to him, coming closer than she ever had.

"It's music from my era," she explained quietly, suddenly unsure why his assurance in her taste of music mattered to her.

"Hn," he replied, delicately lifting the white ear bud between his thumb and forefinger.

As he lifted the object a little closer to his ear, he frowned.

Kagome was impressed that she had gotten a reaction out of him at all, even if it was a less than pleasant one.

"What is this language?" he demanded.

Kagome's cheeks turned pink for some unknown reason.

"It's called English. It's spoken all over the world in my time."

Though not everyone appreciates American music the way I do, she thought, grinning.

Seeing her lips quirk, Sesshomaru asked her, "And what is the meaning in this song?"

"Um…" she hesitated, cheeks moving past pink and threatening something much rosier.

"Well," she tried again, "it's sort of about a man who wants a woman, but she's too stubborn to see that she's who he wants."

"Hn," he answered her again, giving her a pointed look that she didn't understand.

So instead, she told him, as she fiddled with the settings, "I have more songs, if you want to listen."

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"Misery" by Maroon 5