Haircut

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"You cut your hair."

Sesshoumaru shrugged, one hand absentmindedly brushed through his now shortened hair. The silver tresses that used to hang past his shoulders were now gone, leaving his nape bare against the cool wind. "You don't like it?"

He was never one to care what others think of him but for some reason as Kagome fell silent and just stared at him, he suddenly felt conscious. One thought replaying over and over his head. She did not like it?

Two steps forward, a pair of hands reached out and tussled his hair, surprising him. Taking a step back, she gave him the most beautiful smile that made his heart skip a beat. "You look gorgeous."