Platonic Shippou + Sango
Written for Aino
She held Shippou close, stroking his soft hair. Whispering comforting words, she tried to ease the small kitsune's restless movements. Rubbing his back, she smiled as he settled against her shoulder, his breathing evening out as sleep claimed him At times she envied his attachment to Kagome, but at this moment all that she could think of was how natural it felt to hold him in her arms.