Spring is in the air everywhere you look around. Or so some song goes. Sesshomaru had just about enough of it. Everywhere he went he saw humans hurdling together of every size, shape, and gender. And to be frank he was confused. Now, for anybody who didn't know Sesshomaru, he did not like being confused. It made him feel like he wasn't in complete control of everything. And that was just not right.

He pushed the front door open and slammed it back shut with his now only good arm, seeing as the other was cut off. He then sat down on the couch, looked around the room, and let out a content sigh to see that there was no sign of this 'love' in the center. At least he could count on this place to not annoy him.

After turning on the TV Sesshomaru began to pick at the scab on his shoulder where his arm used to be, annoyed with it's lack of presence. The world wasn't right with Sesshomaru today.
"What the hell is this 'love' thing anyways."