Sassafras
The man smelled like… Sassafras. Sesshoumaru lowered his nose to the ground to scratch it, and shook his head with the force of his sneeze.
Kagome patted the top of his head, scratching right behind his ears in comfort as the man climbed the hill toward them. He was older. Clean cut. Out of shape, but not fat. A 9 to 5 suit. He was the image of normal and it made Sesshoumaru want to bare his teeth.
"Kagome! Souta!" he waved at them as he approached, a lazy grin spread across his face.
His grin faltered at the site of the huge white dog standing in-between him and his children.
Hackles raised, lips slightly curled, just enough to give the impression of gleaming fangs.
Note: Less than 12 days till I'm in Colorado. The anticipation is killing me.
Also, If you like Help Wanted, I would urge you to look at some of my other stories, Like Tangerine Dreams(15 chapters, Completed) and Song from a Secret Garden(Oneshot), which where wrote after I completed this one, and therefor, are a bit better. Longer chapters too.