Sesshoumaru lifted his nose to the air. There it was that sweet smell, like jasmine and sakura blossoms. It was curious to him how one could smell like that. But she did.
Her. She was another case entirely. Humans, this Sesshoumaru hates humans. Ordinarily at least. But Kagome was different, if there was one thing that the western lord had noticed in his many years, it was that humans were destructive and cruel to one another. Not as cruel as demons but it came close. But she, she was completely different from the others of her race. She was kind, loving and selfless. Frequently he watched as the hanyou degrade her, take her for granted. And still she smiled.
Sesshoumaru chuckled to himself as he watched her bathing with her friend, the demon slayer. Yes it certainly is a sweet scent. To this Sesshoumaru, it smells like an easy victory. He would wait until the miko's friend left, then the fun would begin. The things that would happen to her scent then. An evil chuckle passed his lips again.