The Language of Love by Himura Asami

Mysticus

Mysticus: Secret, mystic.

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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.

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Word Count: 100

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            Sesshomaru’s complete indifference disappeared as he raised his eyebrow. “Compensation,” he repeated.

            Kagome nodded. “Yeah. I know that you gave that to me for taking care of Rin, but it wasn’t a job. I loved taking care of her! So that’s why I’m returning it. I wouldn’t feel right accepting the gifts.”

            Sesshomaru’s eyebrow twitched. “The children did not explain?”

            Kagome shook her head. “Were they supposed to? I don’t know; they were acting like it was some sort of secret. But it doesn’t matter now, right? Because I already know what they’re for.”

            Behind Kagome, Mitsuki looked rather crestfallen.

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Hmm…

So Rin and Shippo didn’t need to keep the secretive.

Tsk!

Children.

Always making things unnecessarily enigmatic.

(Not that I blame them. Secret stuff is super fun!)

T.N.T!