Your Eyes Are Like Starlight Now by *~*Missy*~*

I thrill when you touch my hand

“Alright.” Kagome said, she was willing to give herself this chance. She knew that she needed someone who she could bear all with. Someone who would not judge her, but merely help her work through all of things that she needed to work through. “I remember toys on Christmas, it was always my favorite part, and not even the toys themselves, but the ripping into presents under the tree. With my mother and father sitting there. This was before Souta was born. It was amazing, I felt so important, so loved.” She sighed, I haven't felt that in a long time. Sure there are people who love me and who are in my life. But that true love, the adoration, and the selflessness. I haven't felt that for so long.” She shook her head and finished her wine. “Did you have Christmas when you were young?”

“It was not as you celebrate it, but it was some of the only found memories that this Sesshomaru has when it coes to my father. We would all gather together, have a nice dinner. He would sit with me in the study and read to me, of battles long past and I would sit on his knee. Mother would walk in with cookies and milk and I could see the pride in her face and adoration as she looked at us getting along. That was before Inuyasha's mother came along.” He said, but as he spoke her saw her flinch slightly. She had taken the death of his brother and her first love. It was still hard for her to talk about him. “Is it still hard for you to talk about him?” Sesshomaru asked as he placed a clawed hand on her cheek and brushed his knuckles against the flushed skin there.