Even Sesshomaru has....
A/N: An extra for today--because I freakin' felt like it. Call it unanticipated inspiration. I don't own Inuyasha, but reviews are nice.
Word Count: 175
Hush
He had taken her away from the battle and she wasn't sure why. Kagome stared up at him, unabashedly gazing into his unique eyes as he stared off into the distance coldly. Despite his cool demeanor, she could see the sun in him, the blazing pride and glory. Vaguely Kagome thought she should wrap her wound, to staunch the bleeding in some way, but she was too enraptured by Sesshomaru.
He turned to look down at her and it was as though the very forest hushed around them. It was magnetic--her soul being sucked into his until all she could see was his face, all she could feel was his chest and arms as he held her to him, as they waited for the rest to finish with the youkai horde while she bled out and he said something that she couldn't hear. Worry, she thought foggily, Sesshomaru looked worried: his brow had furrowed slightly, he wasn't as aloof as he pretended.
Then her vision of him faded and she was pulled into darkness.