A kiss. Small touch of breath on perfect lips. Blue met amber gold as dark lashes fluttered open. A sigh, a stretch. Blossoms still fluttering on the bed.
"Ah Sesshoumaru. How I've dreamt" she smile up at him. Small crinkles at the corner of eyes.
Tousled hair cascades down her back.
Having woken beauty, he held her close to his heart
Through time they lived together. Never being afraid to wander aimlessly through the forests, as long as they were with each other.
Though kingdoms rose and fell, and years passed, they were happy.
And when seventy more years had passed and both their hairs were tinged with gray and their skin written with wrinkles. They passed once more into sleep, held close together. Fingers entwined and smiles peaceful.