Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this bit of whimsy... especially for the curious one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 45: Dressing Room
Kagome cast shy glances at the Sesshoumaru's mother, enormously curious about the beautiful demoness. However, she was afraid to speak out of turn, just in case it would reflect poorly on the taiyoukai whose hakama cuffs she was knotting.
Although the Western Lady's intelligent gaze regularly rested on her, Kagome wasn't catching any threatening vibes; if anything, she seemed amused. Sesshoumaru, on the other hand, was clearly ill-at-ease. Kagome gave the unhappy male's ankle a quick squeeze, and when he blinked down at her, she offered a tiny smile. He rallied enough to glare. And that was more like it.
Original Posting Date: April 7, 2011
Prompt: N/A
Words: 100