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"It's my job to protect her. I have the right to look for her, you know. I'm her," Shippo paused for a split second. "Friend," he finished rather lamely.
"Right, an old friend. A traveling companion from her past."
Shippo narrowed his eyes. "How do you know that?"
"How else? She told me," Kurama smirked, "She and I are very good friends." He let his youkai aura expand as a means to intimidate the younger kitsune. "And perhaps I should relieve you of your protector's duties. You don't seem to be doing a good job," Kurama finished with a smile.
He should know his place.
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A/N: Oh, Kurama. How romantic of you...not. Well, maybe a little.
