It's good to see you all again! Sorry to all of the people that wanted little baby Natsume and Mikans! I wanted them too, but then I wouldn't be able to really make a plot XD And typically readers want a plot. I think. WHAT DO I KNOW? Anyway, this is the first chapter of the sequel so many of you guys (surprisingly) requested and wanted!

"Your room is all set up," Kaoru covered her mouth with her hands as her eyes shined with tears. "I can't believe you're in college."

"You didn't cry when I was going into college," Tsubasa glared at his mother who was too busy gushing over her "daughter" to acknowledge that it was true. Misaki snickered and admired Mikan's half of the room. Her bed was covered in a light pink and fluffy comforter with strawberries dotting it. The desk next to it had a special and complex computer that only Mikan was able to use; partly because the keys were Braille, and partly because she was the only one who really needed to give up the large amount of time it took to figure out the miniature Transformer.

"Where's Natsume anyway?" Kaoru glared at the spot where her sun should be. "He should be here to celebrate you coming here too."

Mikan laughed lightly and carefully sat down on her bed. She had spent the last hour memorizing where everything was in the room so that she wouldn't trip and hurt herself. Mikan's roommate wasn't here at the moment, but it didn't really matter considering it was just Hotaru. The school decided that since the two already knew each other and since Hotaru was such a tidy person, the amount of injuries would be minimum and that it would be the ideal pairing. "Auntie, you seem to have forgotten that Natsume had to move his stuff into his dorm too, his only help being Narumi." Mikan emphasized the name, knowing that her aunt would realize how poor of help Narumi would provide.

Kaoru gave a grudging nod and continued to straighten every little detail of the room. Mikan rolled her sightless blue eyes and stood up. She took small steps – she had to be a lot more careful when she wasn't using her cane – and approached Kaoru and enveloped her in a hug. Kaoru relaxed slightly and gave her a big squeeze in return. "Are you sure you're going to be okay?"

"I'm going to be fine, Auntie," she reassured her anxious Aunt. She then gave a playfully light push towards the door. "Now get out of here. I'm sure if I let you guys stay, Tsubasa would break out the alcohol, sneak some into my drink, and then I'd miss my first class tomorrow."

"She's already wise beyond her years," Tsubasa shook his head mockingly. He moved forward and gave her a big bear hug. "We'll see you on Thanksgiving. Don't forget to call, okay?"

"Nah," she pushed him off jokingly. "I hate you all. I think I'm just going to be reclusive like your anti-social son and not contact you at all."

"Alright, smart ass," Misaki swatted her on the head. "You're getting too much like that cocky boyfriend of yours. I'll miss you little sis."

"Now get out all of you," Hotaru stated in the doorway. "You're polluting the room with your stupidity and childishness."

Kaoru, Misaki, and Tsubasa all shared a look that said, 'we should probably leave before we get our pictures taken by the devil' and scurried out of the room. Mikan grinned and pin pointed her friend's location by the sound of her footsteps. Her hearing was much more acute and she used it to her advantage all the time. She jumped on her friend squealing, "Hotaru!"

Well, she attempted to do this action. Hotaru, ruthless as ever, calmly brought out her baka gun and shot her roommate back on to her bed. Mikan rubbed her head and Hotaru swiped her hair short inky bangs out of her eyes. Mikan just looked unsurprised, though she was rubbing her head where the shot hit her. "It's no wonder you're going into the robotics program."

"Well, I'm a genius," she stated plainly as she started tinkering with some pieces of metal and wires she had left on her desk. "Unlike you, who is going into teaching."

"Mou, Hotaru," Mikan pouted. "Teaching is a very respectable profession."

"Tell that to their salary," she pushed two pieces together and smiled, satisfied, and then turned to look at Mikan. "There's a reason I went into such a profitable profession."

"You're so greedy," Mikan shook her head as she grabbed her cane. "I'm going to go see Natsume and Ruka, do you want to come?"

"No."

"Are you definitely postively absolutely for sure for sure?" she begged her friend.

"No."

Mikan figured there was no reasoning with her and walked into the dorms. A few of the girls had introduced themselves to Mikan and helped her get out of the dorm. She was pretty sure their names were Anna and Nonoko; they were very sweet. She strolled in the direction they had told her was Natsume's dorm.

She wasn't exactly sure what the campus looked at, but with the help of Hotaru, Natsume, and Kaoru, she had a good idea. The area she was walking in now was most likely the quad, where the grass was always crisply cut and a gorgeous green that the summer sun only seemed to replenish every time its rays peeked through the trees placed in the area. She figured it was the quad anyway, because Kaoru had told her that it was the only area where students were allowed to bring pets outside of the dorm, and she could hear the panting of a dog a little bit behind her.

She finally figured she made it across the quad because it was supposed to be 100x50 ft, and she had counted 92 of her own steps. Suddenly, her cane ran into something very soft, but also hard. Meaning that was probably a human foot.

"I'm so sorry!" she bowed quickly and apologized to whoever she had just hit with her wooden cane. She could only assume how much it hurt.

"Careless as ever, Polka," a rich deep amused voice teased.

She shot up and quickly zipped forward into the man's already open arms. She smiled happily in the warmth of his embrace before he pulled back and planted a kiss on her waiting lips. Mikan grinned at the smirking Natsume. "So how was moving in with Narumi?"

Natsume's face turned stormy. Mikan brushed her fingers across his face to figure out his expression and giggled at what she felt. "Not well, huh?"

"He put two of his dresses into my closet," Natsume hissed darkly. "So I burned them in front of him with the lighter I brought."

"That's too mean!" she scolded him as she smacked him on the head.

"Don't hit me, idiot," he grabbed her hand and dragged it downwards, twisting his fingers with hers. "If you hurt my beautiful face the world itself will surely implode."

She scoffed. "Yeah right. More like you'll finally learn that your face isn't nearly as attractive as you originally thought."

Natsume raised his eyebrow and leaned in closer to her, so that she could feel his hot breath on her cheek. "I'm not attractive?"

Mikan's face turned bright red and she gave him a hard push and he stumbled backwards. "NO!"

Suddenly, from behind Natsume, their high school friend Koko popped out, grinning manically. "Natsume wants you to coddle him since you pushed him to the ground."

"And Mikan wants a kiss from us," his partner Kitsuneme added, also grinning like a crazy person.

"Stop being so annoying!" this girl Mikan had met recently named Sumire growled. "You two should just go hop of a building or get kicked in the throat."

"P-Please calm down everyone," a timid boy Mikan met earlier named Yuu tried to settle the riled up group down.

"What's going on?" Ruka asked, confused as he came upon the scene, his blond hair swept to the side from the light breeze that was drifting through the area.

"Perfect," Hotaru muttered as she snapped a few photos of the oblivious boy.

"I think college is going to be fun Natsume," Mikan told him happily, her shiny brown hair flowing in the wind.

"I think we're going to end up killing each other," Natsume muttered.

And this was the first chapter of the sequel so many of you have been asking me for! I hope it was to your satisfaction and I hope to see you when I finish the second one! Give me reviews! Tell me what you think! Do you want anything specific to happen? Other than something bad to Luna. Guys I get it. I made her a bitch, she needs to get cancer or something XD. I'll make sure it happens. Think of something else.