Sunlight slowly traveled its way through the tattered blinds and blue curtains that covered the window. Miroku's eyes adjusted slowly as he regained enough strength to open his eyes. Like every day, the morning air of the apartment complex was always filled with a strong odor of cheap coffee and mangled vibrating sounds of the cooling system. He rose from the bed as he extened his arms into the air and arched his back into a satisfied stretch, followed by a quiet groan. His bare feet felt chilled at the wooden floor as he exited his room, taking a view of InuYasha, his room-mate, quite more surprised at his roaring bedhead. His face was all hair, the only thing that appeared to be the focus of his body was his blue boxers with white stripes that made a checkered like pattern on the cloth. His ears were no where to be seen as it was mixed in with the sea of dull white that was his hair. InuYasha beared a blank expression, as he stood in the small kitchen, his eyes were fixed on the coffee machine infront of him, his left fingers taping vigerously at the counter top.
Miroku tossed his messy bangs behind his ear with his right hand and took few steps forward toward InuYasha. "What, no 'Good Morning'?" he chuckled as he shot InuYasha a light punch to the arm.
He responded with a light groan, his eyes were vesseled and his expression sank. "Bullshit, I was up till 5AM on that report. I swear our school has too many high standards. Damn, I need coffee,"
"Isnt that why I suggested you get it done early?" Miroku replied as his smile jumped into a smirk.
"Im not in the mood Miroku, and I swear to fucking god if you get me started..." InuYasha ranted. Noticing his coffee was done he siezed the pot as if he was a barbarian. His hands shivered slightly as he poured the hot liquid into a white mug and took a large gulp, unaware it was still steaming hot. His taste buds were becoming null, however his continued to drink as if it was an addiction.
Miroku stepped into the small living room area, which was a small area infront of the kitchen, and took a seat at the tattered black leather sofa. He shivered slightly, his skin still becoming aclimated to the temperature. "Ok ok! Dont get to fussy, you'll wake Kagome and Sango."
"Ah, shut it! Like those two ever do anything useful around here." he replied, his tone began mono, then raised higher towards the ending of the sentence.
"Hmm. Like the risk of getting expelled for passing you answers for the S.A.T.s?"
InuYasha stuttered, however, managed to speak. "T-thats not what Im saying!"
Miroku quirked a brow, "Then what are you saying?"
"Just forget it, ok!?" InuYasha retreated back to his room. Hair knotted, half naked, and a shivering right hand that heald his coffee.
'My god, he never changes!' Miroku thought as from his mouth escaped a long sigh.