A/N: A tale told in drabbles. Five updates Mon-Friday, breaks on the weekends. Please read, review, and enjoy Lord Taisho's Bride-Procuring Extravaganza.
Honor
"You defended me," Kagome says in awe once they are a sizable distance away.
"Keep your voice down," he growls. "I did not defend you; I defended myself. Atsukage's attack on my staff is an attack on me. The Lord of the Northern Mounts always fancied himself a more powerful force than he is. Keeping him in line will perhaps wipe that smug grin off of his ghastly face and keep him from trying to force his horrible daughter into my house."
She smiles. He's so admirable, humble in his acts of heroism. "Thank you for defending yourself, Lord Taisho."
"I said I did it for my own honor, Miko," he hisses.
"You did," she agrees, smiling secretively, "Thank you, anyway."
At a loss for words, Inutaisho bares his teeth and picks up his pace. "Keh."
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