Chapter1
A New Roommate
It was snowing relentlessly, and the University was completely quiet. Two o'clock on a Sunday was not that time to expect excitement. Anne sat alone in her dorm room. She idly played internet games while listening to a special CD. As she clicked her way through a loosing battle, someone knocked on her door.
'I wonder who that could be. It's Sunday for goodness sakes.' The interruption didn't anger her; in fact, she was glad to have human contact. As she walked toward the door, she put her emotionless mask on. Anne opened the door and was startled to see her hall Director standing next to a foreign exchange student, her surprise however only flickered across her eyes for a second. Both interrupters smiled at Anne, and looked at her with pleading eyes.
A harsh, cold wind blew through the hall causing Anne to shudder. She smiled back at her guests. "Please come in. The wind is like a knife! Would either of you like some coffee?"
The director shook her head, but the student smiled at the thought of warmth. Anne smiled back and set about fixing a pot for her guest. While she worked she both observed and was observed.
~~~Ann's point of view~~~
'That girl is very quiet, but at the same time she is so warm and loving. I feel that we could be good friends. I mean look at her; her eyes are roaming over my room taking in every aspect. I hope she doesn't think that it is a horrible mess. I know I'm not the neatest person, but the bed is always made and I just took the trash out. I should have cleaned off the desk too!' Anne contemplated her nearly flawless room. The coffee pot beeped, and she poured a cup for her guest before pouring one for herself. As she handed her the cup, Anne systematically noted her long raven hair, slender form, and emotion filled eyes. Anne offered her couch to the director and the chair to the student. Anne took the bed, and looked at the director waiting for her to explain the visit.
~~~Normal point of view~~~
"Anne. I'm not sure if we've ever actually met before, but I'm your Hall Director. My name is Terri Hamilton." She paused and Anne mumbled something that resembled "pleased to meet you". Ms. Hamilton nodded and then continued. "Ordinarily we have a surplus of rooms, but not this year. In fact every room is occupied. Kagome," she indicated the student sipping her coffee "is an exchange student from Japan. She had been living with a host family, but they had to move suddenly. The University has agreed to let her stay on campus."
Anne assessed the situation, and frowned. This girl was very interesting, and she wanted to get to know her more. But she liked her privacy, and she had a sinking feeling that she was about to get a roommate.
Ms. Hamilton continued, bracing herself for a fight. "Anne, ordinarily I would respect your wish to have your own room, but you are the only girl without a roommate." Anne sighed. Mistaking her sigh to be one of protest, Ms. Hamilton tried to persuade her, "You will of course get a refund of the difference in price."
"Feh! I don't care about thee money that much!" Anne stood up and looked at Kagome. "How much stuff do you have? I'll help you bring it in, but first I must rearrange my drawers." Kagome stared at Anne as she started to move her shorts into the drawer with Jeans. Then Anne took her T-shirts out of the bottom drawer and hung them in her closet. "So that gives us both two drawers and a full closet each..."
Ms. Hamilton got up, and left the two girls to work out living arrangements. She went outside to the car and pulled out the three suitcases that were Kagome's. Two were medium sized and on rollers. The third was a small duffle; and, all three were hunter green. They were a matching set and a 'going away' present that Kagome had gotten from her mother. Ms. Hamilton was surprised that the girl had packed so little, but was glad that she didn't have to carry more.
~~~After Ms. Hamilton left~~~ ~~~Anne's point of view~~~
Kagome looked at her new roommate. This girl did not show emotion. 'Why does she remind me of Sesshomaru?' Kagome watched her move her clothes out of the second and fourth drawers, and then watched her remove her pillows from the top bunk. Kagome instinctively liked her, but was startled to see so many similarities between her new roommate and Inuyasha's brother.
~~~Normal point of view~~~
"Kagome do you mind the bed's being bunked? Or do you want half of the room to yourself?" Kagome was started to hear her name said so coldly, and that was another thing that surprised her. Was Anne going to start calling her 'wench' or 'human' just as Sesshomaru did?
"Anne, I appreciate your willingness to give up your privacy. And because of that kindness I'll accept whatever set up you like. I don't mind bunk beds, so please set up the room however you want. Please do not let me change anything you like." She looked up at Anne with her sapphire eyes, and Anne couldn't help but like her.
Anne was startled by her roommate's trust, kindness, and understanding. In fact Kagome was the first person to confuse Anne. 'Why is she being so kind? She has every right to want to change my room; instead, she would take the floor if I gave her that. I must speak the Sesshomaru about her. Didn't he say that his brother's wench's name was Kagome? Oh well, that will just have to wait for next weekend.' Anne smiled at her new roommate. "Well as you see I have turned the beds into a makeshift four poster bed. If you don't mind having top bunk, I would appreciate keeping the curtains around my bed."
Kagome had indeed noticed the curtains and really like the idea. She had no problem with top bunk, and then thought about the desks. "No Anne, I would be more then happy to have the top bunk. My one complaint about the room is that you are using both desks. Is there any way that I might use one of them?"
Anne nodded and thought about this situation. She had used both desks together, so that she could have a long working surface. Now, however, this other girl clearly needed one of them. She sighed, and started to think of how she was going to live with limited workspace. But just then Kagome got an idea.
"Anne, before you start pulling your computer apart, consider the dresser." Anne looked at it and saw what Kagome meant.
"It is the same height as the desks!" Anne said almost gleefully, although she quickly hid the emotion. Kagome noticed the restraint, and noted that she wasn't as cold as Sesshomaru. "Do you mind that I use the top of our dresser for my personal work space?" Kagome shook her head and helped Anne move the furniture about.
Ms. Hamilton came back to find that both girls were seated on the bottom bed, and chatting happily. She also noticed that the room had been rearranged. The beds were still bunked, and against the left wall. On the back wall, under the window, was the long desk which Anne had used. However, instead of using the spare desk, she used the dresser top. Where the dresser had been at the end of the bunked beds was the other desk. The couch was still against the right wall.
Kagome smiled when she saw the director come in with her things. "Anne, I have the perfect finishing tough for this room." Anne raised an eyebrow. What 'finishing touch' could be in those suitcases? They looked barely big enough to carry clothes, sheets, blankets, pillows, and school supplies.
The director excused herself, and left the girls to unpack Kagome's things. She walked out of the room with a feeling that she had picked the perfect roommate for that silent, but loving girl.
Kagome knew exactly where she had packed everything and within seconds pulled out a hand woven rug. 'Kaede will be so pleased to know that I'm using her rug' thought Kagome. Anne looked at the offering, and nearly let out a gasp. She had opened up and started talking with Kagome once they had finished moving things around, but she wasn't going to tell Kagome her deepest secret.
Anne had nearly let her secret slip when she recognized the time period that the rug came from. 'Sesshomaru has several just like it in his castle' she thought. However she just smiled (which she didn't do very often) "Why Kagome, it matches my color scheme perfectly!" However Anne was deep in thought. 'Could that be a family heirloom? She is from Japan after all. It is odd though that her name is Kagome and she had things from over five hundred years ago.'
They spread the rug out on the floor, and then started putting the clothes away. Anne never again lost control; however, she was mentally compiling a list of questions to ask Sesshomaru this weekend.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ok everyone, what do you think? Anne is a character of my own creation. At first i wanted to have her be a lot like me, but I'm anything but emotionless. I think I'm going to just sort of let this story write itself. I have started writing chapter 2 and hope to update soon, but I'm working on two stories at once. I may not update as soon as you might like, but please understand that on top of two stories, I'm taking 18 hours this semester. Anyway enough about me! Please review! I'll even take flames, because they are also helpful.
It was snowing relentlessly, and the University was completely quiet. Two o'clock on a Sunday was not that time to expect excitement. Anne sat alone in her dorm room. She idly played internet games while listening to a special CD. As she clicked her way through a loosing battle, someone knocked on her door.
'I wonder who that could be. It's Sunday for goodness sakes.' The interruption didn't anger her; in fact, she was glad to have human contact. As she walked toward the door, she put her emotionless mask on. Anne opened the door and was startled to see her hall Director standing next to a foreign exchange student, her surprise however only flickered across her eyes for a second. Both interrupters smiled at Anne, and looked at her with pleading eyes.
A harsh, cold wind blew through the hall causing Anne to shudder. She smiled back at her guests. "Please come in. The wind is like a knife! Would either of you like some coffee?"
The director shook her head, but the student smiled at the thought of warmth. Anne smiled back and set about fixing a pot for her guest. While she worked she both observed and was observed.
~~~Ann's point of view~~~
'That girl is very quiet, but at the same time she is so warm and loving. I feel that we could be good friends. I mean look at her; her eyes are roaming over my room taking in every aspect. I hope she doesn't think that it is a horrible mess. I know I'm not the neatest person, but the bed is always made and I just took the trash out. I should have cleaned off the desk too!' Anne contemplated her nearly flawless room. The coffee pot beeped, and she poured a cup for her guest before pouring one for herself. As she handed her the cup, Anne systematically noted her long raven hair, slender form, and emotion filled eyes. Anne offered her couch to the director and the chair to the student. Anne took the bed, and looked at the director waiting for her to explain the visit.
~~~Normal point of view~~~
"Anne. I'm not sure if we've ever actually met before, but I'm your Hall Director. My name is Terri Hamilton." She paused and Anne mumbled something that resembled "pleased to meet you". Ms. Hamilton nodded and then continued. "Ordinarily we have a surplus of rooms, but not this year. In fact every room is occupied. Kagome," she indicated the student sipping her coffee "is an exchange student from Japan. She had been living with a host family, but they had to move suddenly. The University has agreed to let her stay on campus."
Anne assessed the situation, and frowned. This girl was very interesting, and she wanted to get to know her more. But she liked her privacy, and she had a sinking feeling that she was about to get a roommate.
Ms. Hamilton continued, bracing herself for a fight. "Anne, ordinarily I would respect your wish to have your own room, but you are the only girl without a roommate." Anne sighed. Mistaking her sigh to be one of protest, Ms. Hamilton tried to persuade her, "You will of course get a refund of the difference in price."
"Feh! I don't care about thee money that much!" Anne stood up and looked at Kagome. "How much stuff do you have? I'll help you bring it in, but first I must rearrange my drawers." Kagome stared at Anne as she started to move her shorts into the drawer with Jeans. Then Anne took her T-shirts out of the bottom drawer and hung them in her closet. "So that gives us both two drawers and a full closet each..."
Ms. Hamilton got up, and left the two girls to work out living arrangements. She went outside to the car and pulled out the three suitcases that were Kagome's. Two were medium sized and on rollers. The third was a small duffle; and, all three were hunter green. They were a matching set and a 'going away' present that Kagome had gotten from her mother. Ms. Hamilton was surprised that the girl had packed so little, but was glad that she didn't have to carry more.
~~~After Ms. Hamilton left~~~ ~~~Anne's point of view~~~
Kagome looked at her new roommate. This girl did not show emotion. 'Why does she remind me of Sesshomaru?' Kagome watched her move her clothes out of the second and fourth drawers, and then watched her remove her pillows from the top bunk. Kagome instinctively liked her, but was startled to see so many similarities between her new roommate and Inuyasha's brother.
~~~Normal point of view~~~
"Kagome do you mind the bed's being bunked? Or do you want half of the room to yourself?" Kagome was started to hear her name said so coldly, and that was another thing that surprised her. Was Anne going to start calling her 'wench' or 'human' just as Sesshomaru did?
"Anne, I appreciate your willingness to give up your privacy. And because of that kindness I'll accept whatever set up you like. I don't mind bunk beds, so please set up the room however you want. Please do not let me change anything you like." She looked up at Anne with her sapphire eyes, and Anne couldn't help but like her.
Anne was startled by her roommate's trust, kindness, and understanding. In fact Kagome was the first person to confuse Anne. 'Why is she being so kind? She has every right to want to change my room; instead, she would take the floor if I gave her that. I must speak the Sesshomaru about her. Didn't he say that his brother's wench's name was Kagome? Oh well, that will just have to wait for next weekend.' Anne smiled at her new roommate. "Well as you see I have turned the beds into a makeshift four poster bed. If you don't mind having top bunk, I would appreciate keeping the curtains around my bed."
Kagome had indeed noticed the curtains and really like the idea. She had no problem with top bunk, and then thought about the desks. "No Anne, I would be more then happy to have the top bunk. My one complaint about the room is that you are using both desks. Is there any way that I might use one of them?"
Anne nodded and thought about this situation. She had used both desks together, so that she could have a long working surface. Now, however, this other girl clearly needed one of them. She sighed, and started to think of how she was going to live with limited workspace. But just then Kagome got an idea.
"Anne, before you start pulling your computer apart, consider the dresser." Anne looked at it and saw what Kagome meant.
"It is the same height as the desks!" Anne said almost gleefully, although she quickly hid the emotion. Kagome noticed the restraint, and noted that she wasn't as cold as Sesshomaru. "Do you mind that I use the top of our dresser for my personal work space?" Kagome shook her head and helped Anne move the furniture about.
Ms. Hamilton came back to find that both girls were seated on the bottom bed, and chatting happily. She also noticed that the room had been rearranged. The beds were still bunked, and against the left wall. On the back wall, under the window, was the long desk which Anne had used. However, instead of using the spare desk, she used the dresser top. Where the dresser had been at the end of the bunked beds was the other desk. The couch was still against the right wall.
Kagome smiled when she saw the director come in with her things. "Anne, I have the perfect finishing tough for this room." Anne raised an eyebrow. What 'finishing touch' could be in those suitcases? They looked barely big enough to carry clothes, sheets, blankets, pillows, and school supplies.
The director excused herself, and left the girls to unpack Kagome's things. She walked out of the room with a feeling that she had picked the perfect roommate for that silent, but loving girl.
Kagome knew exactly where she had packed everything and within seconds pulled out a hand woven rug. 'Kaede will be so pleased to know that I'm using her rug' thought Kagome. Anne looked at the offering, and nearly let out a gasp. She had opened up and started talking with Kagome once they had finished moving things around, but she wasn't going to tell Kagome her deepest secret.
Anne had nearly let her secret slip when she recognized the time period that the rug came from. 'Sesshomaru has several just like it in his castle' she thought. However she just smiled (which she didn't do very often) "Why Kagome, it matches my color scheme perfectly!" However Anne was deep in thought. 'Could that be a family heirloom? She is from Japan after all. It is odd though that her name is Kagome and she had things from over five hundred years ago.'
They spread the rug out on the floor, and then started putting the clothes away. Anne never again lost control; however, she was mentally compiling a list of questions to ask Sesshomaru this weekend.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ok everyone, what do you think? Anne is a character of my own creation. At first i wanted to have her be a lot like me, but I'm anything but emotionless. I think I'm going to just sort of let this story write itself. I have started writing chapter 2 and hope to update soon, but I'm working on two stories at once. I may not update as soon as you might like, but please understand that on top of two stories, I'm taking 18 hours this semester. Anyway enough about me! Please review! I'll even take flames, because they are also helpful.