--Snowflake, Part II--
"All right- so just cut there, there, and over here, and then you can open it up! See, isn't it pretty?" Kagome set down her pair of scissors and opened the piece of paper, letting the small cutouts fall to the floor. An intricate design was the result of her efforts , as unique as one of the snowflakes that littered the ground outside. "Now, why don't you try?"
Inuyasha picked up the scissors himself and fumbled for a moment, eventually working his long fingers into the small holes. He picked up a new piece of paper and began, a look of determination on his face.
Several long minutes later, the hanyou sat cross-legged on the carpet, surrounded by tiny bits of snowy-white paper, a scowl on his face. Kagome suppressed a giggle and scooted over to him, smiling gently. "We-ell," she said, sliding her arms around his waist, "yours look more like real snow anyways." Inuyasha snorted, but put his arms around her regardless.