Synopsis: She might have a storm cloud above her head, but he'll always come to her aid with an umbrella

She stares at her reflection in the mirror. Two bug-like eyes stare back at her. Would they really be so terrifying if it weren't for that fake smile plastered on her face? Speaking of that smile, how did it become so easy for her to fake it when she had nothing but boiling rage inside of her? She rubs her cheeks and sighs. Holding an expression that was insincere could be rather exhausting at times.

She diverts her attention to her hands. Those annoyingly small hands. Why couldn't they had been able to grow bigger? Why couldn't she have been stronger to save her sister? Why couldn't she have been as strong as Gyomei? Or as genuinely happy as Kyojuro or Mitsuri? Why? Why? Those questions kept spiraling around her head and she felt herself trembling.

'Come on now,' she thinks to herself, 'Don't be like this, only immature people can't control their emotions. Get a hold of yourself!'

But still, no matter how much she mentally scolded herself, a few whimpers managed to escape her throat. Soon enough, she was silently crying in front of the mirror, feeling pathetic.

Suddenly, she felt two arms wrap around her waist and a gentle voice asking, "Are you alright my love?"

She shook her head, turned to face him, and hugged him, burying her face in his chest.

His eyes softened from seeing her in such a state. He figured that she was feeling this way due to her insecurities. He hugged her tightly and combed his fingers through her hair, whispering reassuring words to keep her calm.

After a few minutes passed, he gently picked her up, placed her on the bed, and kissed her forehead. She didn't respond and only looked down at her hands. Noticing this, he took one of her hands and placed small kisses on her finger tips.

She was confused by his actions, what on Earth was he even doing? She just keeps watching as he places a few kisses on her palm and on the back of her hand.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and asked what he was doing, her curiosity being held back no longer.

Her gave her a small smile and said, "I'm going to give you all the love and reassurance that I can give."

He kissed her hands once more, "Your hands, albeit small, are able to create poisons and medicine to heal others, which takes a great amount of skill."

Then, he placed kisses up her arm and stopped at her shoulder, "Even though you don't have the strength to slice a demon's head, you continued to preserve and never gave up even if most others would quit."

He kisses away her tears, "Your eyes are so mesmerizing, everytime I look at them, I get lost in the beauty they hold within."

He held her face in his hands and kissed her forehead, "You are one of the most intelligent people that I have ever known, and you have a good heart as well."

She smiled warmly at her beloved as he wiped her tears away. "No matter what, you'll always be perfect in my eyes," he then gave her a tender and loving kiss. They stayed like that until they ran out of air and hugged right after.

"We should go to sleep now," she said yawning. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and the two lovers snuggled under the blankets and fell asleep with their love for each other keeping them warm.