Pink Cake with Blue Frosting

It was her first birthday. Sesshomaru stood outside the kitchen window wanting to be part of this important ceremony in her life. Her father and mother stood near her as she devoured a three pier cake with pink and blue frosting. She was covered in it and she giggled through all the attention she was getting. Her grandfather operated the camera and the occasional flashes left spots in Sesshomaru's eyes until he was about to go in and rip it from the old mans hands.

He growled a warning to himself and remained watchful as Kagome's mother stripped her now blue clothes off her little body. Sesshomaru knew that she would die of humiliation after she killed him for seeing this. He could now see the faint bush grow as a rose bud in her cheeks. Ahh, after 500 years he missed that blush the most.


Here is the second installation of my new story. Thanks to my wonderful review-Im so glad you love it-. Small oneshots. PLease tell me if i need to fix anything i totally welcome flames! thanks. ENJOY! :)