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Summary: Love told in drabbles, 100 words each. Sesshomaru/Kagome
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MEMORY
The feel of her skin still tingled on his fingertips, Sesshomaru found himself staring and flexing his hand in wonder. It had been hours since she had left for the village, but still her presence lingered. He wondered if she could still feel his touch, as well.
When she woke that morning, she rubbed the very spot he touched like she expected to find something there. And she did feel it, even checked her hand mirror in her hut for a rash or anything to explain it. But it was only the ghost of a caress.