Hair
His hands slowly, rhythmically moved up and down, gently stroking her soft, midnight-black hair. Without meaning to, he released a contented sigh; some time ago, he had discovered that this was the perfect way to unwind after a long day of hard farmwork and gathering medicinal herbs. Tomoe didn't seem to mind. In fact, she may even have enjoyed it herself.
The door slid open a crack. "Oi, Himura!" Iizuka said in his obnoxious manner. "Oh, you're busy, hmm?" He gave the younger man a conspiratorial wink. "I'll be back later, then. Have fun!"
'Wait...he thinks we...' Kenshin blushed.
Author's Notes:
Eh...I'll fix the scene break later. Since someone was wondering, all the scene breaks merely translate to the names of the drabbles. Anyway, pointless fluff here because the plotbunny bit me, and because we could probably use the cuteness for what's ahead... I lied. This is the next-to-last drabble, mkay?
100 words.