40-Ego
The imp was weak yet clever but even it would recklessly throw itself into danger when the power of the shards beckoned its evil heart.
With a flick of power and precision, it burst into dust and floated away just centimeters from her neck.
That stirred her.
Kagome's eyes slowly and sleepily fluttered open. She looked up just as Sesshomaru stepped into the sunlight. It filtered through his hair which floated on the wind.
He shined beautifully.
His portrait face smirked at her breath-taken expression.
All right, Sesshomaru mused, maybe it was the other around.
Maybe he was just perfect.