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Meaning(s);
1. The Spiky Haired One—Mugen
2. The One With The Spectacles—Jin
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"Blah... Blah... Blah..."—Talking
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Part 1 of 2
The one with the spectacles had been studying him for a while now as he polished one of his two swords.
"What is it that you feel?" The pale samurai suddenly asked, his spectacles gleaming in the dimness of the room.
"Feel?" He asked, cocking his head to the side; after all, the word was completely foreign to him.
"Yes, feel. Towards her," he confirmed, a thin brow arching upwards at his friend's obviously flustered manner.
A smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he bit it back down for fear that the spiky haired one would storm off in obvious anger and embarrassment.
"I–I–What I..." the spiky haired one trailed off into a slightly defeated mumble and the pale samurai was able to make out the faint beginnings of a blush painting the spiky haired one's sun-kissed cheeks.
"I–wh–what I feel is different from what I've ever felt before–I..." the spiky haired one trailed off again and bit his bottom lip, trying to find the right words to use.
Suddenly, his eye twitched in annoyance when he heard a distinct chuckle come from the quiet samurai.
"Why do I even bother?" He grunted, storming off.
The quiet one laughed out loud once the door slammed shut, understanding the spiky haired one's flustered manner, Sometimes, things are better left unsaid.