Author's musings: Kaouruhana shared her drabble prompts for the Naruto DDN and I liked them so much, I wrote my own!

Prompt: (Naruto) DDN February - Chocolate

Dark

Kagome smiled up at the sky, stars shining overhead. This was what she missed the most. Even in the most urban places in Japan, the stars were never this clear. There was always some sort of manufactured invention chasing away the darkness and stealing the heaven's spotlight.

Not here.

The only light was the dying embers of their fire, and she was glad Rin wasn't afraid of the dark.

Though, with someone like Sesshoumaru standing guard, who could possibly be afraid of anything else?

Leaning back on her hands, she gazed at the stoic lord across their measly camp.

Why he'd even agreed to her joining in on their journey back to the Western Keep was beyond her.

White

Rin used the fading light to sketch a picture of Kirara, trying to capture the essence of the nekomata's transformation in a flourish of broad strokes.

"Don't forget the teeth," Kagome said, leaning in close.

Rin stuck out her tongue in concentration, racing against time to finish the picture before the fire went out.

She looks so much like Souta.

The memory of her brother was bittersweet, and she idly wondered how tall he'd grown in the last four years.

Sighing, she raised her head to gaze at the stars once more, only to get an eyeful of white silk instead.

Drink

Startled, she jerked back, the yelp turning into one of pain when her fingers brushed the stones surrounding the fire. Hissing softly, she grabbed one of the cups they'd used for drinking tea, dunking her burnt flesh in the cold water.

"Are you alright, Kagome-sama?"

"I'm fine, Rin. It doesn't even hurt that bad."

The girl looked unconvinced. As did her guardian.

Ignoring the fact that he was still standing over them, she held her hand. "See? Nothing a kiss won't solve."

Rin gave her a puzzled look. "How will a kiss help?"

Kagome leaned in close again as if sharing a secret. "Kisses have magical powers."

Cake

She tried to hold back her laughter at the expression on Rin's face

It was almost like the time she'd introduced her to cake.

"They do?" she asked, abandoning her drawing.

"They do. Give me one, and it'll take the pain away."

Rin leaned forward, kissing the tips of her fingers, and Kagome faked a gasp, staring at her hand before flexing each digit. "Wow! It's never happened that fast before. Your kisses must be extra magical!"

Brown eyes sparkled, enthralled, before she jumped to her feet. "Sesshoumaru-sama! I healed Kagome-sama!"

Kagome met the daiyoukai's gaze, daring him to say otherwise.

Chips

"So it would seem." His acceptance cemented the notion, and Rin squealed, clapping her hands in delight.

"What else can kisses do?"

Kagome grinned. "It depends on what kind of kiss it is. And where you put it."

Sesshoumaru huffed but sat down on the other side of Rin, encouraging her to do the same, and close enough for Kagome to see the chips in his armour.

He never usually joined them, and she was left wondering why he was suddenly invested in their conversation.

"Let's see…" She placed a finger on Rin's nose. "One here will make you laugh. And one on the knee will make you dance."

Another huff.

Tempering

"What about here?" Rin pointed to Kagome's mouth.

"That's the most magical one of all! It'll make you fall in love."

Rin turned to her guardian, bubbling with excitement, but Sesshoumaru's eyes were on Kagome, raising an eyebrow at her.

For some unknown reason, Kagome's cheeks heated, skin tempering in the flickering light.

"Who have you fallen in love with, Kagome-sama?"

Her blush darkened.

"Is it Inuyasha-sama? Or Kouga-kun? What about—"

"Rin."

Both females jumped at the venom in his tone, Rin's bottom lip trembling. "Sorry, Kagome-sama. That was rude."

The muscles in Sesshoumaru's jaw clenched, the telltale ticks drawing Kagome's eyes back to his face.

Sculpting

Youki slid over her shoulders like a snake, Kagome's hackles raising as reiki tingled under her skin.

Why is he so upset?

She patted Rin's knee. "It's alright. I've never actually fallen in love with anyone."

This time it was Rin and Sesshoumaru that shared the startled expression.

"But you just said—"

Kagome let out a strained laugh. "I said you needed to be kissed to fall in love."

It finally clicked, and Rin grabbed onto the miko's face, sculpting it like clay as she pushed her cheeks together. "But you're so pretty! Who wouldn't want to kiss you?"

She blew a raspberry, Rin giggling once again.

Hot

"Is there anyone you want to kiss?"

The question was innocent but loaded, and Kagome forced herself to shrug, trying to ignore how the snake had wrapped around her neck. "Not yet. Maybe I'll kiss Ah-Un! Then he'll fall madly in love with me and carry me anywhere I want to go!"

Their laughter was light and playful but died in her throat when sapphire met gold, Sesshoumaru's gaze hot and full of intrigue.

Kagome swallowed thickly. He couldn't want—

"Rin, it is time to sleep."

She pouted but didn't argue, kissing each of them on the head before crawling into her sleeping bag.

Melt

The silence that stretched between them was stifling, Kagome feeling bare and vulnerable as she tried to distract herself from how he was staring at her.

At least he wasn't mad anymore. The potency of his youki had waned—was more of a tease than tainted—but it didn't leave her any less feverish.

Resisting the urge to melt into a touch that wasn't even physical, Kagome cleared her throat. "Sorry. I should've asked before telling Rin fairytales about the magic of—"

"I wish to test your theory."

"What?" she squeaked. "But I was just trying to—"

His lips curled up into a smirk. "Are you claiming to have lied to my ward, miko?"

Shavings

Kagome pursed her lips, then faced him head-on, raising her chin defiantly. "Fine."

"You would agree so easily?"

"You're the one who brought it up in the first place!"

"Am I?"

She growled, eyes turning stormy. "Do you want a kiss or not?"

Sesshoumaru dipped his head, and Kagome's brain turned into a pile of shavings instead of a fully functional organ capable of intellectual thought.

His lips were softer than she expected, moulding to hers in a subtle caress that left her both shocked and bereft.

And instantly addicted.

Maybe it wasn't a complete fairytale after all.