Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, they belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I own my little drabbles.
Ban/Kag rated K
Word count=294
Bankotsu stared at the field of flowers, trying to decide which one suited his beloved miko best. He gazed at the tulips. 'Hm, fame and love… No not right, something different.' He continued wandering the field of flowers searching for just the one.
He came across some orchids. 'Hm, love, beauty, refinement, many children, thoughtfulness, and mature charm. That's my miko alright. But still… an orchid is very romantic.'
Sighing in frustration, he plucked the orchid and hoped for something better, something that completely represented the woman who held his heart.
He continued wandering the natural garden and spotted some irises. He stared at them thoughtfully. 'Hm, faith, wisdom, cherished friendship, hope, valor, my compliments, and promise in love. At least we're getting closer.'
He leaned over plucking a purple iris and was about to move on, when he realized his finger was bleeding.
Baffled, he stared where the iris had been and saw what had prickled his finger. 'What the,' He looked closer and saw a stem with thorns. He stared at the flower that perched at the top. 'A rose? Hm let's see, love, remembrance, passion, beauty, strength, and just a hint of danger.'
Remembering her feisty temper and how dangerous she'd get when mad, he smirked and carefully freed the flower. He declared with a fond smile and pleasure in his eyes, "Perfect! Just like my miko."