Sesshoumaru turns, watches her step closer. Blue eyes fix on him, wide with intrigue and wonder as they rake over his clothes, settle on his face.
They shine and soften. "You didn't hide them."
She reaches up, touches his markings.
"No." Hand covering the one on his cheek, he resists closing his eyes when her fingers thread through his hair. "I did not."
A bitten lip, a nod of her head. "I didn't know I needed this." Kagome smiles, the action wavering and watery, and rests her palm on his chest. "But why?"
"Homework." He covers her other hand. "Mine."