He was never one for affection, deeming it unworthy of him and a sign of weakness. It was a human thing and it was no surprise that the Miko was overly found of showing it to those she cared about. She often did it without even knowing she was, a small touch on the back as she talked to people, a light touch to the arm as she laughed with others, a lingering caress to the children she called her own. The list could go on.
By now he was used to it, and often kept himself out of her reach for he did not like to be touched. Rin was an exception, he viewed her as his own though he would never say it out loud. He was still a proud demon, a demon lord at that. Then again those that truly knew him could see that he cared for the young girl in such a way and that was all that really mattered.
Yet he was off topic, said topic was that he knew the miko had a knack for being 'touchy feely' with those she cared about. So of course she would be so with his half brother, they were after all living together yet not tied together by the bonds of a mating or a 'marriage' as the humans called it. So, he had no idea why he was so shocked when he stumbled upon his younger half brother stealing a kiss form the miko's lips.
It did not make sense, the way he reacted. He wanted to tear them apart, to tear his brother apart and if baffled him. Why did it bother him so much? She was after all his half brothers miko, though the claim was not there in black and white it was clear to all. The whelps scent was all over her, had been since the first time he had met her.
So why did it bother him so?
With a scowl he shoved all thoughts and feelings to the side as he stalked away, unnoticed by the pair, and left the scene behind. Wishing to forget he had even stumbled upon it.