- 59. Make up -

Kagome tried her hardest not to chortle.

"Do you even have any clue what you look like right now?" Whipping out her phone from her skirt pocket, she quickly, and discreetly, snapped a photo of him before the opportunity disappeared forever.

"No. I do not. And I would advise you to delete that photo."

"Hey wait a min— how did you know?!" She asked, incredulously.

"You lack subtlety."

Sighing, she walked toward Sesshōmaru warily, phone clutched against her chest. "Promise me you will not break my phone."

"That depends on what you are about to show me," he replied, smugly.

"You break it, you pay for it." Rolling her eyes, Kagome brought up the phone screen to his eye level. "Now, look."

She surveyed his reaction for any response. Not a line or a crease was found in the smooth planes of his face. His stoicism was unparalleled.

She pointed to the indigo blue crescent moon that stood out starkly against alabaster skin. "See? You just need mini-buns and pigtails! Your makeup is already impeccable!"

As if on cue, she hummed the nostalgic tune of the anime that consumed every schoolgirl's afternoons while she examined the photo once more.

Unable to contain herself any longer, Kagome burst out laughing, as her imagination spurred images of Sesshomaru tinkering around in a miniskirt as one of the pretty guardians of love and champion of justice.

He replied with a scowl.

- x -

A/N: Had a Sailor Moon itch a while back when I initially wrote this. IDK why, but I needed some Sailor Sesshōmaru in my life.

Thanks for reading!