A/N: Written for the dokuga contest drabble contest "Sneak" theme. This is Kagome/Sesshoumaru fluff. The usual disclaimer applies to this fic – all characters are property of Rumiko Takahashi. I'll give them back once I'm done playing with them.
Just a Little Crush
Kagome tiptoed away from camp feeling a mixture of excitement, mischief and guilt. She wasn't really doing anything wrong actually. It was just a little crush after all and no one would ever know except her.
Setting her feet on the narrow path she followed it the short distance to the hot spring.
Kagome approached cautiously, keeping downwind. Stepping quietly from bush to tree to rock, she hoped that the darkness would keep her hidden. Finally, inch by cautious inch, she reached a rocky outcrop where she could hide.
Steam rose in the night air, obscuring the hot spring. She heard the splash of someone rinsing themselves off. A breeze parted the curtain of steam and Kagome's mouth dropped open.
Wet, white hair hung like molten silver over a body carved from flawless marble. A graceful hand pulled water from the spring to trickle it over a muscular chest, down over a flat belly and into the tuft of white hair that peeked just above the water line.
Kagome closed her mouth to keep from making a sound as she watched Sesshoumaru bathe. He was exquisite, beautiful enough to make her knees weak. She knew she shouldn't be here, but it was just a harmless little crush. No one would ever know.
Leaning forward just a bit more, her shoe scuffed against a rock, making the tiniest of sounds. Kagome whipped around behind the outcropping again, her heart pounding. But after several moments of panicked silence, nothing happened. Deciding she'd risked enough for one night, Kagome tiptoed carefully back the way she had come, a huge, mischievous grin splitting her face once she was safely out of range.
In her haste to get back to camp, she did not see Sesshoumaru watch her leave, nor did she see him smirk.