The Merry and the Miffed by Stella Mira

Sarcasm Much?

December 2013 Challenge: Angel

Word Count: 300

"Look, I may be a woman, but I'm not the best candidate for the role. My lifestyle is quite dangerous what with the Shikon campaign and the constant attacks from Naraku's minions. Rin-chan needs stability and safety," Kagome thought it wise to elaborate before they got into another useless argument.

"I will not argue on this. The hanyō is terribly lacking and a disgrace as an alpha. Your pack is under perilous danger so often due to his inadequacies," Sesshōmaru remarked with an imperceptible sneer, disdain evident in his tone.

"Hey, he might be an idiot and a slave driver – I'll give you that – but at least he's not an insensitive ice-block!" the miko defended vehemently, pining him with a pointed glare.

"Indeed. He is overly emotional; thus, a failure as a male," the daiyōkai returned, choosing to blatantly dismiss the veiled reference at the end of her sentence.

"That failure of a male knows that humans need warm clothing in the winter," Kagome snapped in a caustic retort.

"I do not appreciate sarcasm, miko," he warned, eyes glazing to arctic gems.

"You can tell? I'm impressed," the miko snorted without a care.

"Woman –" Sesshōmaru rumbled on the verge of losing his cool.

"Alright, enough. How about this? Rin-chan can stay in the village and we'll interview some of the women here to see who is the fittest to care for Rin-chan," Kagome proposed when push came to shove, deciding now was not the time for impulsive bravado.

"You will conduct them. I have no desire to converse with ningen women," the silver haired male nodded, mollified.

"You are conversing with a ningen woman right now," the dark haired miko commented, voice dripping in pure venom despite the deceptively angelic smile on her lips.

"My point exactly."

"Sarcasm?"