Kagome had been staring at him for far too long. After a too brief cool morning, the day had turned into another scorcher, leaving everyone feeling uncomfortable and listless. Having once again driven Kagome's mother to the razor's edge of her patience, the two had settled into the shade of Goshinboku after being ejected from the house. The air was thick with moisture, making breathing a suffocating prospect while leaving the skin sticky with sweat.
After the incident with the fireworks, Kagome had discovered that one of the wayward explosives had burned an impressively large hold into the water-hose, meaning they couldn't find relieve in the form of the sprinkler. Thus they had simply lain down and tried to ignore the oppressive heat.
About an hour later, Sesshomaru noticed Kagome staring at him. Not just a passing glance, but a penetrating, focused gaze that never faltered. At first he had patiently waited for her to speak what was on her mind, but after an extended silence realized she had no intention to share her thoughts or motives. Then the small inuyoukai had felt smug, his inner inu preening under the unwavering attention he was receiving from the female he had laid claim on weeks ago.
Sesshomaru glanced quickly to the side before hastily avoiding the cerulean eyes boring into him with an unnerving intensity. Now, after being stared at for a solid two hours straight, Sesshomaru felt like running away screaming in terror. In all the years he had been alive, the young youkai had never been this uncomfortable and nervous, and the fact that it was a human girl making him feel this way was the only reason he had managed to hold onto his dignity and remain where he was.
Thus, when her soft voice finally fractured the tense silence between them, Sesshomaru congratulated himself on not jumping out of his own skin.
"It's like ice-cream..."
Golden eyes cautiously took in the fervent expression on Kagome's face as she continued to focus on him. Shifting into a sitting position, he took note of the fact that Kagome's eyes didn't follow his own, but were actually latched onto his hair pooled around him. Seeing that she had no intention to acknowledge the attention she was now paying her, Sesshomaru delicately cleared his throat; To no avail, as cool eyes resolutely observed the limpid, silver-white shanks of hair prostrate on the ground.
Expression vapid despite his growing apprehension, Sesshomaru gently prompted, "What do you mean, Kagome? You haven't made a single sound in hours, much less screamed..."
A lock of humid-frizzy hair drooped off Kagome's slender shoulder as she finally turned to him, her mouth and brows pursed in confusion at his statement. Watching as soft lips formed his last few words silently, Sesshomaru was relieved to see understanding suffuse her face even as the mischievous grin that followed it gave him goose-pimples. Sitting up herself, the young girl scooted closer, leaning towards his stiff figure, her palms pressed flush to the ground, fingers scant inches from the hair that had obviously won her favor.
"No Sesshomaru, 'ice'-'cream' is a dessert made of frozen milk and various flavors! Vanilla ice-cream is white, and is really cold and refreshing on a hot summer day! But if you don't eat it quickly enough, it melts! " Gulping, the young youkai prince nodded his understanding as small, tanned hands picked up the ends of his hair, moving so that the cool strands slipped down her forearm and slid across her skin, falling back to the ground in a fine heap. Eyes narrowing in curiosity, Sesshomaru thought about her previous statement.
"So you are saying that this Sesshomaru's hair is like this... melted dessert?" A lighthearted giggle met his query, bringing an irritated scowl to his face. Huffing as his temper began to flair, Sesshomaru wondered again at his young friend's sanity when it came to hot days.
...in which Kagome is eying Sesshomaru like a tasty treat!