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Jakotsu removed his snake-bone sword from its cloth scabbard. He moved into his fighting stance and awaited the monk. Miroku, a little apprehensive, picked up his staff and took his place. He easily blocked Jakotsu's first strike as Jakotsu had already decided to go easy on the monk. He drew out his sword a few more times, which Miroku counterattacked with ease. With swift movement and a perfectly executed fake-out move to the right, he managed to take a hit at his sparring partner.

After their sparring session, they both stopped to calm down and catch their breath. "You are actually better than I thought," Jakotsu mentioned as he shook his spiky bangs out of eyesight. Miroku walked closer and reached a hand towards him and with a single, fluid motion; he brushed the hair out of Jakotsu's face. "Oh, don't be nervous, my dear houshi," Jakotsu said as he noticed the look in his face.

"I'm not. It's just, oh," he sighed.

The un-dead sat down on the ground and placed his Jakotsutou down beside him. He knew something was wrong; it all seemed too good to be true. None of his brothers, Naraku, or Inuyasha was around. It was perfect timing, but something was all wrong. He wouldn't allow this to happen. He'd waited all this time for this moment to happen, since he'd been alive. He would take Miroku, claim him as his own and have his way with him. But, he'd have to be subtle about it. If he acted to quickly or too dominating, he might scare the monk off. He patted the ground beside him, and the monk followed suit. "Houshi, what's wrong?" he asked sympathetically.

"I don't know. Maybe my friends are right. I'm a good guy, and you're a bad guy. Even for a fling, a fling that I've waited a long time for, won't change the fact that you and your brothers want to kill Inuyasha."

"Look, houshi, Miroku—

The monk quickly glanced up. "You actually called me by my name. Never have you done that; even in battle."

"I know. It's just that—" he started, not quite knowing where to begin. "This is what I've done. Almost my whole life I've done this, killing people. I'm a mercenary brought back from the dead. My whole life was spent killing people. We found joy in that. Oh houshi, we always fought for the weaker side because only the stronger side gave us a true fight. And the true fights, the ones where you actually had to try, were the ones worth fighting. It's what kept us going; filled us with life. And other than this, I don't really know much of any other pleasures in life."

"Oh," Miroku didn't know how to respond. "I guess maybe it's not meant to be. Even if it is a fling."

"Oh houshi, it's not a fling I'm interested in. I want a lot more than a fling. And maybe right now isn't the right time to see what could be. Besides, you've got your friends and I've got my brothers. How would that work? Besides, sometimes I don't even know what I want anymore. I just have the other two that's left of the Band of Seven. And no one really understands what it's like to have to fight someone you like or find attractive."

"Really," the monk began. "You find me attractive?"

"I-I-I, well yeah I do. So?"

"So, you're not the only one who's been in that predicament. I'm not saying that I know how it feels, but I see it all the time. Inuyasha is always hurting Kagome when he goes to Kikyou. He's confused between his old love for Kikyou and his new love for Kagome. Which until now, I never knew how that felt. I felt bad seeing how upset Sango was when I left. So, maybe it's for the best that we leave things the way they are."

Jakotsu sighed. "You know, things are more complicated for me than it is for you. For now, just be happy with the friends you have, and who knows, maybe I'll go easy on you in our next battle," he stood up and grabbed his snake-bone sword. "Besides, there just might be a chance for that fling of ours," he said as he winked and walked away.

Miroku stood and watched as his first true chance with the opposite walked away. Well, at least there's always Sango, he though to himself. Just have to figure out a way to make things up with her.

As the sun set, they went their own separate ways. Little did they know, Bankotsu and Renkotsu had heard every single drop of their conversation. The two remaining brothers stood there fuming over what they heard. They had been trailing their brother and the monk since they overheard the monk's fight with that girl of his. Their extra finds of Jewel shards were enough to conceal their scent.

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