Summary: Inu-Yasha is the Casanova of college. He represents everything Kagome, an optimistic writer, despises. Add in secrets, pranks, fights, and a regular college experience, and that equals drama! Pairings: hah! Did you actually think I would tell you the pairings?

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Inu-yasha, much to my unhappiness.

A/N: I've only read the manga, never seen the anime, so please don't get mad at me if say, some of the colors of the eyes are wrong. Oh, and FJ stands for Feudal Japan.

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Chapter One: Leaving and Arriving

The girl turned around, giving the house she had grown up in one last glance. Memories flooded through her mind, and tears pricked her eyes. She sighed, breathed in the cool morning air, and etched this moment into her mind. Then she looked to her family gathered by the car, waiting to give a final goodbye. She studied their faces and stored this moment in her memory as well, vowing to remember it forever.

Kagome was finally leaving for college today. She was 18 and had been accepted to FJ University, one of the best colleges around, but that didn't make it any easier to leave. For years all she had wanted was to break free of her noisy household, and suffocating family. She wanted to finally have some freedom. But now that she was gazing at their faces, Kagome realized just how much she was going to miss them. Kagome descended the stairs to the driveway and made her way over to Souta first.

"I'm going to miss you, kiddo," Kagome said quietly, brushing her long hair away from her face. Souta looked up at her forlornly. "I mean, who's going to annoy me while I'm away?" Souta managed a watery smile as tears began to trickle down his small face.

"Don't cry!" Kagome said, dismayed, sniffling as she tried to hold back her own tears. "I'll be back in no time," she said, trying to convince herself as much as Souta. "After all, I'm coming back for Christmas, so I'll see you then, and I'll get you a great present!" Souta's face immediately brightened. "Yeah!" Kagome continued, "The best present in all of Japan."

"Ooh! Ooh! Make it big!" he said excitedly. "Maybe that new toy car I saw!" Kagome smiled and left Souta to dream about his new toy car. She turned to her Grandpa next.

"I'm going to miss you too, Grandpa," Kagome said.

"Don't worry," He replied calmly. "I know that you'll stay out of trouble. Especially with this new, enchanted object I have for you. It's one of a kind!"

"Grandpa…" He acted like he hadn't heard her.

"It's very rare, and I worked VERY hard to find it!" He rambled on, looking immensely pleased with himself.

"I really don't need…"

"Nonsense!" He exclaimed, "It was rumored to have been very powerful, and it was found recently…"

"Alright! Alright!" Kagome exclaimed, cutting him off from giving a long-winded explanation. "What is it?" Kagome mentally prepared herself as her grandfather produced with a flourish…a necklace. A beautiful necklace.

"This…this is what you were going to give me?" Kagome asked hesitantly. She examined the necklace. No shrunken heads. No old charms made to ward off porridge. All it had was a beautiful locket on a silver chain. Shimmering flowers wound up the small heart. Kagome glanced at her grandfather. He looked back with a tender smile on his face.

"I thought you might like it," he said quietly. Kagome threw her arms around him, and he was stiff for a moment before enfolding her in a gentle hug. Kagome slipped the necklace into her pocket before turning to her mom.

"Ready to go?" her mom asked. Kagome nodded hesitantly and they both got into the car. They pulled out of the driveway, and Kagome waved madly at her brother and grandfather until they were out of sight. They drove in silence until Kagome's mother glanced at her worriedly.

"Now I know we've been over this before, but are you sure you don't want to stay in the dorms at the college?" Kagome sighed, but her mother continued. "You'd be closer to people your age, and closer to the college, of course." Kagome interrupted her mother.

"Yes. I am absolutely positive. I want to be somewhere out in the real world. Not shut away in the dorms. I want to pay my own way, live by myself. Besides, it was recommended by the college, it is very affordable, and you have already been there to check it out, right?" Kagome looked at her mother expectantly.

"Well, yes, all that is true. And the man renting out the room did seem very responsible. I'm sure you'll be fine." Said her mother, sounding more like she was convincing herself than Kagome. Kagome sighed, this time in relief. Her mother had finally trusted her with something.

"Thank you," Kagome said quietly. She smiled at her mother, and realized how much she was going to miss her. Then she thought of college and what awaited her. All Kagome hoped for was a quiet first year, to get used to living by herself and holding down a part time job and going to a new school. Well, everyone gets disappointed sometimes.

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Miroku sat one the plane, waiting grumpily in a window seat for the other passengers to get seated. He had been one of the first ones to board because he couldn't wait to get away from his family, and head off to college.

Miroku thought back to his dad, while they were waiting for the plane to arrive. He had seemed broken, crippled. After what had happened… Suddenly Miroku's train of thought broke as a girl stopped at his row.

"Um…excuse me, is this the row with 39 B?" The girl blinked her large blue eyes at him expectantly, and pushed her black hair out of her face. Miroku smiled. 'I can't believe my luck' He thought to himself.

"Yes, this is the row," Miroku replied, flashing a dazzling smile. "In fact…I think you're right next to me. See?" Miroku pointed to the sign above the seats. Sure enough, it was 39 A-C. "Here, let me help you with that. What it your name?" Miroku lifted her luggage into the compartment above their heads.

"Huh? Oh, Kagome. Kagome Higurashi." Miroku's eyes widened as she smiled at him. Her smile was so…warm. He smiled back at her instinctively.

"I'm Miroku. Nice to meet you." They both sat down, just as the plane began to move forward. Miroku relaxed. This plane ride was going to be interesting.

"Oh crap." Kagome muttered. Miroku looked at her, surprised.

"Are you all right?" He asked carefully.

"Ohcrapohcrapohcrap." Her face whitened and Kagome hastily buckled her seatbelt. Miroku chuckled to himself as he buckled his own, suddenly understanding.

"Your first time flying?" He asked. Kagome looked at him nervously and nodded. "It's all right. Everyone gets nervous. Just look at me." Kagome looked at Miroku, and her face relaxed a bit. "Now everything is going to be fine." Miroku continued in a relaxing voice. He could feel the plane picking up speed, but Kagome seemed to be zoning out, as if transfixed by his voice. "We're all going to be fine." Then suddenly they were in the air, and Kagome gave a little nervous squeak. Her eyes left his face and shot towards the window.

"Oh. My. God. I'm flying. Ohmygod." Miroku looked at her nervously, expecting Kagome to be freaking out. But instead she was staring out the window, appearing exhilarated, but calm. "I'm flying!" she squealed excitedly. Then suddenly she was leaning past Miroku, and gazing out the window rapturously, not noticing a suddenly very disheveled Miroku.

"Well, do you want to switch seats then?" Miroku yelped, fighting the urge to feel Kagome up. She pulled back to look at him, much to Miroku's relief and disappointment.

"Really?" she breathed. "We can do that?" The seatbelt light had already turned off, so Miroku nodded, yes. Kagome laughed in excitement and took off her seatbelt. Miroku took his off as well and they began to switch places, but this time he couldn't resist. Allowing himself to fall, Miroku ended up on Kagome, with his hand patting her butt.

"Sorry!" Kagome exclaimed, much to Miroku's amusement. "That was my fault! I made you slip and fall, and oh, I'm so sorry!"

Miroku almost laughed but managed, "That's okay," and moved to his seat. Kagome finally got to the window seat, still looking guilty. Miroku chuckled to himself. 'What a strange girl.'

"So," he said, trying to make some conversation. "Where are you headed off to?"

"FJ University!" Kagome stopped as Miroku's eyes widened. "What?" she asked horrified. "Did I say something wrong? Is my hair messed up? Do I have something between my teeth?"

Kagome was getting so worked up that Miroku almost laughed again. "No," he replied. "I'm going there too." Kagome looked at him in shock.

"But that's great! I can't believe this. I haven't even gotten there yet, and I already know someone who is going there!" After that, the conversation flowed easily. They found out that Kagome was a freshman, and Miroku was a sophomore, returning after one year. He told her about what the school offered and she told him about what she wanted to accomplish in the coming year. Towards the end of the plane flight, Miroku was shocked to find that somewhere along the way, he had stopped wanting to grope her. In his mind, she had become something of a little sister. Something about this girl Kagome was soothing, and warm. Miroku grinned, liking the thought that for once, he might actually be friends with a girl without ruining it by groping. He had always wanted a little sister.

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"So, where are you staying?" Miroku asked Kagome. She had only been talking to him for a few hours, and already he felt like a close friend. 'Maybe it's something about his eyes,' she mused, 'they're such a dark purple color, and so comforting.' Kagome smiled at Miroku. He really was a nice guy, but for some reason she got the feeling he was a bit of a lech.

"Here, I have the address." Kagome pulled the slip of paper out of her jeans' pocket, and handed it over. It was a little worn and crumpled, but still legible. Miroku read the address, and his mouth fell open. He read it again just to make sure.

"Kagome…" Kagome looked over at him then laughed.

"Let me guess, you rented a room from the same place." He nodded weakly. "So what are you? A stalker?" Kagome laughed again. She was actually relieved. She enjoyed Miroku's company and was glad to have a friend with her.

Just then the plain took a dip and Kagome felt it turn towards the ground. The seatbelt sign came on, and they began to descend towards the airport, and the city where Kagome would soon be living in.

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It was dark by the time the taxi pulled up to the house Kagome had rented a room in. Miroku had had to go pick up some groceries, so Kagome had come here alone. Nervously, she went to the trunk and got out her luggage, then paid the driver. As the taxi zoomed off into the night, Kagome took a deep breath, and walked towards the house. She straitened out her mussed up hair, and brushed off a few invisible specks of dirt from her shorts, then rang the bell.

Kagome heard no movement in the house in front of her. Nervously wondering if she had gotten the wrong address, Kagome rang the doorbell again, shifting from foot to foot. This time she heard footsteps and grumbling making their way towards the door. All of a sudden Kagome tripped while shifting her feet, and seemed to fall in slow motion as the door opened in front of her. She only had time to catch a glimpse of silver hair before crashing into the person holding the door open.

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Thanks for reading, and please review, whether you liked the story or not. I'm new at this so I want to know what I did right and what I did wrong. Then next update should be coming soon, but be patient please!