InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drabbles and Babbles ❯ His Smile ( Chapter 3 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Summary: Just a comment on my favorite smiler from the series.


Emotion was unacceptable, beneath him. Only the acid hiss of his claws rending flesh gave him purpose, sketched him in vibrant colors. The white of bone, the crimson of blood.

A cold sculpture of ice and pure starshine. Not cruel, only exact to his own standards that allowed no weakness. Evil was too base for him, wickedness a mortal failing.

Yet, sometimes he smiled.

The imp knew. The girl knew. His smile was a warning, the promise of darkness about to be unleashed.

The smile still somehow looked sweet and wistful on his matchless face. Looks can be deceiving, as all beauty is not gentle and all perfection is not pure.

And sometimes a smile is only the fanged invitation of death.