Holler Me Home by The Norrington

Sometimes, You Can Be Yourself

Sesshomaru's eyes crossed and his claws sunk into the wood of the bannister.  Before he had been mated, things had been quiet in his house.  He sometimes missed that blessed silence.   Because such silence was not possible with Kagome Higurashi living in the house.  Most of the time, it was not a problem.  He was able to maintain his usual trammel over his face and his actions.  The other lords and the servants never suspected he changed.  Never Lord Sesshomaru.  He was ice.  He was stone.  He was cool, smooth, and calm.  He could not let go of that restraint.  

But sometimes...sometimes...

His vision cleared and he saw once again what had made his eyes cross in the first place.  Loud, loud music had drawn him out, and further investigation had revealed his little mate dancing.  Dancing with all her heart, eyes closed, hair flying, body twisting gracefully and beautiful.

He felt heat creep up from the collar of his haori, as he stopped fighting to keep his icy mask.  

Kagome had taught him that...

Sometimes...sometimes...

It was okay to let go.  

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A/N:  This was from Avadrea's Oddities Challenge, and the prompt was Trammel!  2/18/13