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Inuyasha twirled the chain around and watched the honey drop crystal swing. It tangled around his fingers and he sighed as the chain ceased movement. Across from his, seating on Inuyasha's bed, Miroku sat and raised an eyebrow. Then he sighed too and crossed his arms, asking, "What did you want Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha looked at him for a mere second before focusing his attention back onto the chain, a light blush dusting his cheeks. Miroku repressed a smile and then coughed. "If you don't need me, I'll just be leaving then…" He trailed off as he stood and started to walk.

Inuyasha's hand shot out and grabbed the back of Miroku's shirt. Once he realized what he had done, he pulled back quickly, crossing his arms, and looked away. Smirking slightly, Miroku turned back and sat on the bed once more. "What do you want?"

Inuyasha was blushing again and fiddling with the chain. He opened his mouth and then…paused. Looked away, the blush getting deeper, and then, with a look of hesitancy, muttered something unintelligible.

Miroku rolled his eyes, leaning forward, and said, "If you want to say something, don't mumble." A particularly dark amber-eyed glared was thrown his way. He held up his hands in a peaceful gesture and resisted the urge to roll his eyes once again. Inuyasha could be so short-tempered…

Inuyasha averted his eyes and quietly asked, "How did you know you love Sango?"

Miroku blinked. Several times, in fact. Well. He hadn't been expecting that. "Well…" He stopped and looked up. He thought over his answer quickly and decided it probably wouldn't help his friend. So, he answered with, "It's different for every person."

Inuyasha rested his elbows on his knees and fisted his hair in his hands. A barely repressed growl was heard. Miroku shook his head and bit his lip to keep his smile from showing. "Why do you ask, Inuyasha?" He folded his hands serenely, the corners of his lips tilting up to show his amusement at the situation.

Removing his hands from his hair, Inuyasha graced Miroku with another glare. But it slowly faded and he leaned back in his chair, head tilted back, a rare hopeless expression covering his face. "I don't love Kikyo," he whispered.

Miroku nodded slowly and then the statement was fully registered. He grinned outright and then laughed. Inuyasha's gaze shot to him and another glare was present, a scowl accompanying it. He tried to hold back his laughs but instead he choked and coughed, sputtering slightly. "I'm sorry, Inuyasha," he said between gasps. "It's just that Sango and I have known that for a while."

Inuyasha looked away, something akin to shame filling them. "It's just," he started, then paused. He sighed, raking a hand through his hair, and then started again. "I thought I loved her," he whispered.

Miroku nodded and then sagely said, "It was a simple mistake of misunderstanding the affection she bestowed on you."

Inuyasha shook his head. "No. I did love her…once, maybe." He looked away again, the shame disappearing.

Miroku smiled, feeling a sort of sympathy fill him. "Yes, you might have but…" He stopped and saw the look that Inuyasha had on his face. Miroku coughed once to hide his laughter at the obliviousness of his friend. "But Kagome?" Miroku supplied.

Inuyasha's head snapped towards his friend. There was no glare but a sharp, thoughtful look. "Kagome…" he sighed. Unbeknownst to himself, his lips curled to form a gentle smile.

He shook his head, a blush heating his cheeks. "It's just…she's so…" He stopped, a scowl appearing. "I can't explain it." A dismal look entered his eyes. "I think…I think I…" He gulped and crossed his arms, his scowl intensifying.

Miroku raised a hand, his eyes going soft. "I understand Inuyasha. But what about Kikyo?"

Inuyasha uncrossed his arms, going back to fiddling with his chain. "It's not the same. I don't have the same feelings I used to have for her." His eyes went down, fingers slowing with their fidgeting. He ran a finger lazily across the chain and then gripped it tightly. "I think I'm going to break up with her."

Miroku gaped. When he had first met Inuyasha, Inuyasha had not been one to speak of his feelings, even with a friend. And the only person he showed affection for had been Kikyo. But then he had become friends with Miroku and Sango, and then Sesshoumaru met Rin… "You have changed Inuyasha."

Inuyasha shot him a confused glance. "What's that supposed to mean, pervert?"

Miroku dropped his cheery smile. Well. There was the Inuyasha he was used to. He rolled his eyes and then made a vague gesture with his hands. "You were saying…"

Inuyasha's gaze went back to the silvery chain. "I'm going to break up with her." He gripped the chain hard.

"And Kagome…"

Inuyasha paled slightly. "I…I don't know what I'm going to do." He shook his head fiercely and then threw the chain and crystal on the small desk he had.

Miroku stood and patted his friend's shoulder. "You'll figure out what to do in time." He headed towards the door. "I'm going to get a beer. Want one?"

"Sure."