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Chapter 4: The Change

Kagome giggled into the phone, "He set your bathroom of fire trying to save you from the curling iron?"

On the other end of the line, Sango laughed a little, "Yeah, I was so mad at first. But now that I've gotten over, I realized how funny it actually is. And now that my bathroom is burnt to a crisp, we are in the dorm right next to you and Inuyasha. How cool is that?"

"Awesome!" Kagome yelled, "And double awesome that you got out of school the rest of the day! If I were you, I would be thanking Miroku." Kagome made a sharp right into her history class.

Sango rolled her eyes and laid back on her bed, "Just because we've said 5 words to each other doesn't really mean were on good terms."

Kagome sighed, "Sango, I really have a feeling that he's truly sorry. Maybe you should just put it behind you guys."

"Kagome, were older, more mature, we can't just go back to our almost-middle-school-romance."

"Then start a for-sure-high-school-romance." Kagome suggested.

Sango sighed and shook her head, "I don't know. I'll see you in dance tonight."

"Okay, Bye." Click.

Sango laid out on her new bed in her new room. Maybe I should go talk to him and just put everything behind us, she thought, but if I start trusting him now, how do I know he's not going to turn around and be a jerk again?

Sango let out a frustrated sigh. I guess we can't get anywhere without talking, she thought. With that, she got up off her bed and walked into the living room. She found Miroku sitting on the couch, flipping through the TV channels. He stopped when he saw her.

"I...um...I think we should talk." Sango said, not making eye contact.

Miroku nodded, flipped off the TV and scooted over for her to share the couch with him. She walked over and sat down.

"So, I start?" Miroku asked. Sango nodded.

Miroku took a deep breath, "Okay, I know that what I did to you was wrong. It was so wrong. And I'm an ass for doing that. I'm worse than an ass. I don't know how to make it up to you."

Sango tried not to get mad, "Just start from the beginning. That's all I need right now."

"Okay, when we stopped talking in the 5th grade, I was confused. I had never done anything to upset you, I was supportive about your mother. And still you kept blowing me off and I think I understand now why you did, but I was only a kid then, you were the only best friend I had ever had."

Sango shook her head, "That's no excuse, Miroku. I was only a kid, too."

"I'm not making excuses. I'm starting from the beginning; telling the truth all the way. Can I go on?" He asked.

Sango gestured with her hand for him to continue.

"So then when Inuyasha and Kagome got together and you and I started talking again, I was happy. I was so happy, I don't think I've ever been happier. I had my best friend back. But then something started…Changing."

Sango looked at him, suddenly interested.

Miroku took another deep breath, telling himself to go on, "I started feeling something every time I knew I was going to see you, I can't explain it. I think…I…" He stopped and sighed, giving up trying to find a right way to say it, "I fell in love with you, Sango. I fell hard, too. I think I even loved you when we were younger."

Sango looked at her feet as a memory shot up in her head, Have you even been in love, Sango? She shook her head erasing the memory.

"And that night you came to my house after your father and brother…" He trailed off, looking for the right words.

"Died." Sango finished for him.

Miroku looked at her, "Right," he continued, "I wanted to be there and comfort you, I really did. I felt taken advantage of. You never knew this Sango, but I needed you. Not for anything in particular. You were like my air, my water, my everything. I needed you to live, it seemed like. But you always turned me down. And then when you needed me, it felt wrong, to just be there for you just like that. I know it was wrong Sango, I knew when I was doing it, it was wrong. But I couldn't stop. I was angry."

Sango was close to tears. Miroku jumped off the couch and got on his knees in front of her, "Please Sango, please just forgive me. I will never hurt you again. I promise."

Sango shook her head, "Miroku, you don't understand."

She pushed him aside and walked into the kitchen. Putting her hands on the counter as she starred into the wall.

"Then help me to understand, Sango! I can't read your mind." Miroku got off the floor and followed her.

Sango kept her eyes on the wall and shook her head. Miroku suddenly got angry.

"Then why are we having this damn conversation? I'm the only one being fucking honest around here!" He yelled.

Sango, in full out crying mode now, shook her head.

"I know you want to say something." Miroku said, "Come on, Sango, say it. What are you afraid of?"

Sango took a breath, "I..I.."

"What?" Miroku said, frustrated now, "What? Sango, say it."

Sango shook her head.

"Dammit, Sango." He yelled again, "Say it!"

Sango slammed her fists into the counter, "I fucking loved you, alright?!" She screamed, "I loved you so much and you just kept making me deal with it on my own! I couldn't go out on a date with you because it would ruin our friendship! Can't you see that? I was scared! I had already lost so much, I couldn't bear to lose my best friend too. Even if it meant keeping all my feeling tucked away and hoping they would just disappear."

Miroku watched her carefully, her shoulder were shaking from all the sobs coming out. He took a step forward, putting a hand on her back. She turned and pushed her face into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her back.

"I'm sorry," he said, into her hair, "I'm so sorry"

Kagome giggled as she walked by Sango and Miroku's old dorm room, which had caution tape wrapped several times around the door. When she approached her own dorm room, she stopped and got the key out of her bag. She put it in the door, turned the handle, and stopped dead in her tracks.

On her very couch sat Inuyasha, with Kikyo on top on him, looking like they were about to round 3rd base. Kagome's stomach dropped and her eyes narrowed. Obviously they had no idea she was there. She slammed the door loudly, causing both of them to look up.

Kagome smirked, "How nice, I've always wanted a porno made right here, in my very room!"

Kikyo rolled her eyes and Inuyasha looked down. He pushed Kikyo off of him and grabbed the TV remote. Kagome walked into the kitchen, grabbed a water bottle and stalked off into her own room. She could her Inuyasha and Kikyo talking. No, not talking, arguing. She tried to make out what they were saying, but all she could hear were muffled voices. What do I care? She thought, grabbing a book and reading.

A few minutes later, she heard the front door slam. She put her book down and walked to her door. She opened it and peaked out, seeing Inuyasha sitting on the kitchen counter looking at the door that Kikyo left through. Kagome quietly shut her door, looking around her room for something to give her an excuse to go out there.

She found a cereal bowl from that morning sitting on her floor. She grabbed it and opened her door and walked into the kitchen. She put the bowl in the sink and began washing it, feeling Inuyasha's stare on her back.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't bring her around here so much." Kagome said, drying her hands on a dish towel.

"Oh, are you speaking actual words to me now?" Inuyasha asked.

Kagome shook her head and sighed, "We are roommates, Inuyasha, we have to talk sometimes."

"Why don't you want me to bring my GIRLFRIEND over here?" Inuyasha asked.

Kagome cringed at the word 'girlfriend', "Because, I happen to hate her."

"Well she's not in your fan club either, Kagome."

Kagome whipped around to face him, "Why do you like her, Inuyasha? She's a bitch! She thinks she better than everyone else but she's not. She gets pleasure from other people's pain!"

Inuyasha jumped down from the counter, "What kind of question is that? Why do you like..like.." he searched for a proper situation.

Kagome waited patiently.

Inuyasha smirked, "Why did you like me?" he said coldly.

Kagome narrowed her eyes, "On the other hand, you two are perfect for each other. You're both selfish, mean, and you have no emotional connection to the rest of the world. You're both cold robots." She walked back into her room, but before she shut the door, she whipped around and said, "I hate you." And then she slammed the door.

Inuyasha stared at her closed door. That's two slammed doors in my face in less than 10 minutes, he thought.

Miroku laid on top of the couch, with Sango laying quietly on top on him. He led her from the kitchen to the couch when she had started to calm down and pulled her on top of him. She was quiet now, just a few sniffles every couple of minutes. She will be asleep soon, he thought, laughing to himself, She always sleeps after an emotional breakdown.

He watched the TV, which was now on but muted, as to not disturb Sango. There seemed to be some kind of reality show on, with a bunch of people standing around then someone will come in and say something, sending some people to tears and other angry. Miroku just shook his head.

On top of him, Sango stirred, "What time is it?" She said into his chest.

Miroku picked up his cell phone, "4:22."

Sango jumped up, "Oh my God! Are you serious?" She ran into her room and started changing her clothes, muttering to herself.

Miroku followed her and stood in the doorway, watching clothes fly out of her closet. "What's the problem?"

"Dance," Sango said, "I'm late for dance. Oh my God, I'm so dead." She walked over to her sink and splashed cold water on her face. It didn't work, she still looked like she had been crying.

On her bed, Sango's cell phone buzzed. Miroku walked over and picked it up, "Kagome's calling," He yelled.

Sango shook her head, throwing her hair up in a pony tail, "I don't have time. I'll see you later." With that she grabbed her bag and ran out of the room.

Kagome sighed and snapped her phone shut, "She's not answering," she reported to Ayame, a fellow dancer, "I've tried four times already."

All the dancers were on the floor, stretching and waiting and trying to figure out what to do next. As Sango's best friend, Kagome was bombarded with questions,

"Where could she be?"

"I noticed she wasn't in school, is she sick?"

"Does it have to do with Miroku?"

"Well," Kikyo said, "If she doesn't show in 5 minutes, I'm taking her place as captain."

The rest of the dancers rolled their eyes, "Kikyo, shut the hell up. If your captain, you know everyone will quit," Kagome said coldly.

A few girls giggled but stopped when Kikyo got off the floor and walked straight up to Kagome.

"Kagome, I understand," Kikyo said, "Your just jealous because you want my boyfriend."

A few girls, who knew the whole story, gasped and whispered to each other. Kagome stood up and faced Kikyo.

"I want YOUR boyfriend?" Kagome asked, "Kikyo, you took my leftovers. You can't find your own boyfriend just like you can't find your own dance team. And you're just bitter because you know that the team can't go on without Sango, and you know that no matter what, I will always be Inuyasha's first choice."

Kikyo took a step forward but Kagome held her ground. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the gym door opening and slamming into a wall.

"Sorry, I'm late. I-" Sango stopped when she saw Kikyo and Kagome, inches away from each other, eyes narrowed, "What's going on here?"

Kagome didn't look away from Kikyo, "Nothing." She answered. She turned her back on Kikyo and walked up to Sango.

"Where were you?" She said, quietly, "You are never a minute late for practice. I was worried."

"Bunch of stuff. I'll tell you later." Sango said, noticing the 15 pairs of eyes on them.

"Alright, ladies," Sango called, "Let's get into our first-" She stopped noticing Kikyo and her two friends laughing, "Something to share?" She asked them.

Kikyo smiled, "We're just wondering if Miroku is as good as all the other girls say. Wanna give us your opinion?"

Sango stared blankly, "What are you talking about?"

"Come on, Sango, were all girls here," Kikyo said, "Your flustered all the time, your late for practice. I mean, it looks like you got changed in the dark. I hope you're on birth control." Behind Kikyo, her two friends burst into laughter.

"Kikyo, not everyone's a slut like you!" Kagome called.

"Kagome," Sango said, giving her a warning look. To Kikyo she said, "Thanks for your concern, Kikyo, but there is nothing going on between me and Miroku. Not that it would be your business if there was."

"Well-" Kikyo started, but Sango interrupted her.

"Get in your places!" She yelled, walking across the gym to start the music.

"Dude!" Inuyasha yelled, "You are so in there!"

Miroku rolled his eyes. He was sitting in Inuyasha's room and just finished telling him what had happened with Sango that afternoon.

"I'm not interested in being 'in there' anymore, I just want us to be okay." Miroku said.

"What are you talking about? Hit that shit before someone else does! She said she loves you." Inuyasha said.

"No, she said she loved me. Past tense. Meaning, I don't know if she still does."

Inuyasha thought this over, "Well, hit it anyway, and if you do it right she will fall in love with you, and if you do it wrong, well, at least you got some."

Miroku laughed and threw a pillow and Inuyasha. He got up and stood by the window, looking out at the court yard, "I don't feel like that towards Sango. She's so much more than a one night stand, or just a skirt to bag for fun. She's brilliant and beautiful and smart and funny. She's the whole package."

Inuyasha got up and put a hand on Miroku's shoulder, "Dude," he said, "You have so gone the gay way."

Miroku shook off Inuyasha's hand, punching him in the arm. "Well, look at it this way, do YOU see Kagome as just a skirt to take off?"

Inuyasha gave Miroku a death glare, "Not cool, man. That's not the same thing."

"How are you and Kagome different from me and Sango?"

"It just is!" Inuyasha said, he was getting frustrated and knock a cup off the table. Miroku and Inuyasha watched as it fell to its death, cringing as the glass shattered on the floor.

"You and your temper," Miroku commented.

Inuyasha cursed under his breath and walked to the couch, flopping down on it. Miroku joined him.

"Inuyasha, why are you even with Kikyo? We both know you can't stop thinking about Kagome."

Inuyasha grinded his teeth, "I don't think about that wench." He said, quietly.

"Inuyasha," Miroku said giving him a look.

Inuyasha took a deep breath, "I don't know. It's better than being alone, watching her go out with some other guy right?"

"But she's not," Miroku said, "She hasn't dated anyone since you. You know Kouga has been trying to get with her since the day you broke up, why do you think she hasn't gone out with him. Or with anyone, for that matter?"

"She's a lesbian." Inuyasha said.

"No, because she's waiting for you, idiot." Miroku said.

Inuyasha sat quietly, staring at the TV.

Miroku sighed, "Well, I'm going to go. Sango should be getting home soon. And so should Kagome."

Inuyasha grumbled a quick goodbye and Miroku set off to his own room.

"Good rehearsal, ladies," Sango said, ending practice, "Same time tomorrow."

The girls chattered as the filed out of the gym and into the locker rooms. Kagome came up to Sango, "I'm guessing something happened with Miroku?"

Sango smiled, "Not much gets past you, huh?"

Kagome laughed, "Just tell me."

"Long version or short?"

Kagome glanced around the room, "Short on the way to the locker room, then the long one later."

"Okay, well we got into a fight and Miroku just repeated everything he said earlier and I confessed my love for him all those years ago and then I ended up in tears and falling asleep with him on the couch, making me 20 minutes late for practice."

Beside her, Kagome squealed with excitement, "How cute!"

Sango rolled her eyes and pushed open the door to the locker room. Many girls had already gathered their stuff and were saying their goodbyes and goodnights. Soon, the room was empty.

Sango and Kagome began changing their clothes, talking about nothing in particular, when suddenly a door swung open and Kikyo, in all her glory, came in.

When she saw Sango and Kagome she smiled, "My two favorite people," She said, using her over-used fake voice.

Sango bit her lip and turned around, trying not to say the nasty words sitting on her lips.

Kagome muttered something under her breath that even Sango couldn't make out. Kikyo's eyes narrowed as she approached.

"What did you say?"

Kagome smiled, "Nothing, Kikyo." She said it in the same fake voice Kikyo had used.

Kikyo pursed her lips, "Listen, mini me, you stay away from my boyfriend. I know you want him back and it's not happening. He so into me it's not even funny."

Kagome laughed, "Is that why he was screaming my name in his sleep last night?"

Kikyo stepped forward, putting both her hands on Kagome's shoulders and shoving her into the lockers.

"Stop it, now!" Sango yelled, "I'm still your captain and I have the right to kick you off my team!"

Hearing that, Kikyo stepped back and Kagome took a step away from the lockers. Kikyo turned and walked across the room to her own locker. She grabbed her purse out and walked up to Sango. Sango watched her stick one hand in her bag, coming up with a small square package.

"Next time's on me." She said, handing Sango the package. She winked at Sango, threw a dirty look at Kagome, and walked gracefully out of the room.

Sango and Kagome looked down at the square in Sango's hand. Sure enough, they were looking at a condom.

Kagome chuckled and shook her head, "Slut," she muttered.

Sango handed the condom out to Kagome. Kagome put up her hands in defense, "I don't need that!" She yelled.

Sango sighed and slipped it in her bag, "I'll trash it later."

Kagome turned her back and began walking out the door when Sango gasped.

"Kagome! You have a huge bruise on your back! What the hell?" Sango asked, concerned.

"Hm," Kagome said, "Must have been that lock I hit when Kikyo slammed me in the damn lockers. I thought I felt something."

"I can get her kicked out for that." Sango stated.

"Don't," Kagome said, looking at her bruise in the mirror, "She's not worth it."

Inuyasha flipped through the channels on his TV. Living in a private school didn't give you much selection but at least they had cable. Remembering that, Inuyasha made due, but he couldn't get Miroku's words out of his head.

She's waiting for you, idiot.

Inuyasha shook his head and turned his attention to the game show on the TV. The host was just about to reveal what the lovely couple had won, "And the grand prize is…..she's waiting for you, idiot!"

Inuyasha's amber eyes widened and he changed the channel quickly. Now, a soap opera was on. A woman was standing in a classy restaurant, taking to an old flame.

"Why haven't you called me?" the man asked.

"Does it matter? We're here now." The women said, seductively.

The man laughed, "She's waiting for you, idiot." He said.

Inuyasha threw the remote at the TV, the corner hit the power button and the TV flicked off. He stared into the black on the screen for what seemed like forever, when the door opened.

Kagome walked in, shut the door behind her, and dropped her dance bag at her feet. She looked up to see Inuyasha looking back at her. She blushed slightly and turned away, muttering hello, and walking into the kitchen.

Inuyasha listened to her steps as she made her way through the room. Her steps were soft but strong and dominating. He listened to the hollow thud until suddenly, ccrruunncchhh.

"What the f-" Kagome said, stepping back and looking at the floor. She looked in Inuyasha's direction as he watched her reflection in the TV. He knew what she was going to ask.

"Why is there glass all over the floor?"

Inuyasha shrugged, not wanting to tell the truth, but not wanting to lie either. He just didn't feel the need to comment.

"Your temper," Kagome complained, walking to the closet and pulling out a broom and dustpan.

Inuyasha stared into the TV, watching her reflection sweep up the glass, get it in the dustpan, and throw it in the trash.

"Kagome?" He asked turning around.

"Yes?"

Are you really waiting for me? His mind asked for him.

Shut up, he argued, that's not what I was going to say.

It's what you want to say. His thoughts replied.

"What is it, Inuyasha?" Kagome asked, turning around to start the dishes.

Inuyasha looked up at her, he noticed her bruise.

"Kagome, what happened to you?!" Inuyasha asked, jumping off the couch and standing behind her, examining her injury.

Kagome looked uncomfortable, "N-nothing," she stuttered, "I fell…in dance…today. Yes, I fell in dance today."

Inuyasha studied her face, "Okay, now try the truth." He challenged.

Kagome sighed, "You don't want to know, Inuyasha. It will cause more problems than it's worth."

"Kagome," Inuyasha said. His face was so close to hers. She quickly looked down and took a step back. She couldn't lie to him.

She turned around and continued the dishes, willing him to forget about it and leave her alone, but she knew that wasn't happening. He would get it out of her eventually.

"In the locker room, Kikyo and I got into….an argument." Kagome said.

Inuyasha's eyes widened, "She hit you?" he asked.

"No, no" Kagome said, "Shoved. Shoved me into the lockers and I hit one of the locks pretty hard. It was no big deal. I deserved it." She hoped he wasn't the same fearless protector she once knew.

Inuyasha's eyes narrowed. He walked into his room, pulled his jacket on and headed for the door. Kagome ran to the door and blocked him in, "Don't do anything, Inuyasha, do you hear me? Just forget it!"

"She hurt you, Kagome. I can't forget it!" Inuyasha said.

"Inuyasha, she's your girlfriend. You should be mad at me and defending her!"

"Well were not exactly on good terms right now." Inuyasha said.

Kagome stepped back and let herself look deep into his amber eyes, "Why not?" She asked.

She watched him take a deep breath, something she knew he did when he was searching for words.

"We just got into a fight." He said, calmly.

"Yeah I heard."

Inuyasha looked worried, "You did? You didn't hear what we were saying, did you?"

"No," Kagome said, "Why? Should I have?"

"No," Inuyasha said a little too loudly, "It was nothing." He turned away from her and walked to the window, staring out into the darkness.

"Why won't you tell me?" Kagome asked.

"It's nothing, Kagome, just forget about it." He snapped.

"If it's nothing then why won't you tell me?" Kagome questioned.

"Damnit, Kagome, do you want to know that bad?" He whipped around and faced her.

"Yes," she demanded.

Inuyasha sighed, "She wanted me to tell her that she would always come first and I didn't care about you," he turned back to window, staring out blankly, "And I couldn't."

Kagome opened her mouth to say something, but then shut it again. She gathered her thoughts before she said, "And by 'you couldn't', you mean…"

Inuyasha banged his fist against the window, obviously he wasn't planning on having this conversation tonight. "I didn't mean what I said that night in 8th grade. I was just angry, and I wanted to hurt you. I wasn't planning on you walking out like that. I cared about you so much. And…and I still do."

They were silent for a few minutes, before Kagome said, "I need to process this." She spun on her heel and walked quietly into her room, shutting the door softly behind her.