Bye, Baby Bunting

Inspired by forthright's "Unspoiled"

Deciding to give the hanyou a little space, Hisoka strolled towards the inner room and was forced to lift a foot to avoid colliding with Shippo. The kit practically tumbled over himself in his eagerness. "Hey, Inuyasha! Are you sleeping here, too?"
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Shippo snuggled in beside the neko-youkai, boldly asking, "Did Inuyasha's dad like Kagome?"
Hisoka chuckled softly and frankly answered, "No. His lordship was not pleased. I will never forget the look on his face."
"Was he angry?" Shippo asked worriedly.
"Disappointed," interjected Sesshoumaru in a flat voice.
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"I did not do it for you," the elder brother replied loftily.
"I know that," grumbled the younger. "That don't mean I ain't grateful."
"Hnn."
"Keh."
Hisoka's fit of coughing didn't fool anyone... but neither brother understood what the neko-youkai found so funny.
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Hisoka placed a piece of parchment on the table and drew the lamp closer. "It is very delicate, and the ink has faded in spots. If you cannot make out the words, I could probably recite it word for word."
The hanyou shot him a look. "I can read, if that's what you're getting at."
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"You're the idiots who acted like Shippo was the real thing," Inuyasha retorted, a blush rising in his cheeks. "There'sno way the Kagome I know would walk into a room full of... us."
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"Y-you keep track of my birthday?" Inuyasha asked, amazed.