Concis

by That'sMyFiasco

[NOW COMPLETE!] Imagine a shot glass and fill it to the top with straight fluff. Now try knocking back a couple dozen or so. Mostly InuKag, some MirSan or AP when I feel like it. Fluff, attempted humour, and a teensy bit of angst.

59. Snowflake, Part I

--Snowflake, Part I--

Sango and Miroku walked side by side, bundled up against the chill winter winds. Inuyasha, with Kagome on his back, was farther ahead, scouting out their path. It was too bitterly cold for much speech- both of their faces were half-hidden by warm scarves Kagome had brought back from through the well. The tajiya sighed faintly and dug her hands even further into her sleeves, trying to warm her numb fingers. I dislike the cold, she though grumpily. It can't even snow.

Then, from the grey sky, tiny white specks began to float down, dropping onto the heads and shoulders of the small group. Sango blinked in surprise as the cold bits began to fall onto her cheeks, reddening them even further.

A small noise of astonishment caused her to look over at Miroku, and she gasped noiselessly. The small flakes dotted his dark hair, clinging to his long lashes. A look of pure joy was on his face.