Disclaimer: Inuyasha and all rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Word count: 100
It had been an exhausting day, packed with meetings, video conferences and incessant phone calls. As Sesshoumaru walked inside his condo, he undid the clasp that held the concealment necklace around his neck.
His neck-length hair immediately stretched towards his hips, the darkness seeping into a luminous silver hue. The sight in the foyer's mirror comforted his soul: pointed ears, magenta face markings, and iridescent gold orbs.
"Sesshoumaru-sama!"
A small girl of about nine ran towards him and immediately clung tightly to his leg. He gently petted the top of her head with his right hand.
"Hello, Rin," he replied.