Heliotrope
A curious eyebrow rose in response to her stammered question.
"As flattering as it is to have such a beautiful woman know my name, I cannot help but be curious as to how, as I am sure I do not know you?" he questioned, heliotrope like eyes twinkling.
Kagome flushed, pushing herself away from him slightly, her small hands gripping his arms to steady herself. Stupid Kagome! Of course it's not him! It's been over 500 years!
"I-I'm sorry. You look like someone I used to know." She replied.
He smirked. "Well, I would certainly like to know you."
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A/N: Heliotrope – pink-purple tint. I hope you're enjoying it so far? Thanks for reading!