A/N: A one-shot written in an unknown character's point of view. Basically, the thoughts of someone who sees Sesshomaru from afar and isn't actually afraid of him, but instead finds herself admiring him. Enjoy and review/favorite.
He carries himself with an air of arrogance and regality. His amber eyes are almost always devoid of emotion. He is a beautiful creature – an inugami. He rarely ever pays attention to the females who wish to flock around him – just the chance to be in his presence would make any young lady happy.
But, under those beautiful amber eyes, what is he hiding? Everyone believes he is cold, heartless, and a monster. Evil, perhaps. He lets no one in – he gives no one a chance to understand him.
Oh, how I wish I could be the one to get under his skin. How I wish I could be the one to finally figure out the puzzle that is Lord Sesshomaru, the Great Demon Lord of the West.
He'll never notice me though. Why would he? I'm just a human girl; he does not like humans. I dream of the day he might give me a passing glance, the day he might look at me and really see me. But, that's a hopeless dream, isn't it?