--Doghouse--
"Come here, look at this! It's perfect, isn't it?" Inuyasha waved Miroku over to look at the object he held in his hand, tied with a satin bow. "You think she'll like it, won't she?"
Miroku sighed. "I can't tell if you won't show it to me."
"Oh, right." Slowly, reverently, Inuyasha opened up the velvet box to reveal a delicate white-gold bracelet, intricately carved and shaped. His friend gave a low whistle, and Inuyasha grinned. "See? She'll love it, right?"
The dark-haired young man nodded, saying, "Of course she will... But tell me, Inuyasha: what did you do?"
Inuyasha fought valiantly to keep the guilty look off his face, and failed. "It wasn't my fault... Really, it wasn't!" Miroku sighed.
"You do realize that this probably isn't going to keep Kagome from killing you, correct?" Inuyasha nodded in resignation.