Title: To Protect You
Rating: PG
Word Count: 167
Pairing: Sesshoumaru/Miroku

"It's a charm."

"It is ugly."

There was no denying that the monk's gift was: the contents of the little bag included a dried chicken foot, lavendar, a snippet of the monk's own hair, and some undefineable substance.

"It will help protect you while I'm gone." Miroku smiled at Sesshoumaru softly, and the demon snorted.

"I do not need protection."

"That's what you think," the monk grinned, "but I know how bad it is out there. Besides," he patted Sesshoumaru's ass, "I have to make sure this stays mine."

"Out Houshi!" the demon snarled, but the monk was already leaving, waving, and calling that he would be back soon. Silently he started down at the ugly brown charm. Handsewn. No doubt crafted earlier in the morning. With a sigh of annoyance, he strung the corded pouch around his neck, so low underneath his kimono that least no one else would see the awful thing.

Stupid human. . . He thought, as his hand softly still clasped around it.

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