I stand in the parking lot, gazing up at the huge red brick buildings surrounding me. They seemed old, majestic, and historically beautiful. The white awnings perfectly outlined and highlighted the multitude of spacious windows. The shingled black roof took the pelting of the rain like a fucking champ, and it mesmerized me to no end. The lawn laid out before me, along with the endless maze of sidewalks. Students were running to and fro, dragging suitcases behind them, or boxes, along with parents trailing beside them doing the same. Most were fumbling with umbrellas, juggling between that and whatever object they were attempting to get into the buildings safely. The sky was gray and rain poured from the heavens like it was weeping. I looked up at the clouds and sighed, savoring the feeling of the cool water splashing around me as I closed my eyes, my head tilting back to allow the small drops to spill onto my face.

The suburban door slammed behind me, making me jump about five feet in the air. I craned my head back to peer to where the offending sound had emitted from. My eyes rested upon my aunt as she hastens from the drivers side of her tan suburban, fumbling with a polk-a-dot umbrella. A small smile tugged at the edges of my lips at the sight of her. She was short, four foot eight inches as opposed to my even five foot, with choppy short auburn hair like mine. She was petite and klutzy, with long legs. She had an angular face that held the same hazel/green eyes as me. Her kind eyes met mine and she smiled a sad little smile.

"Well kiddo, I think that's everything. You better get inside out of this weather Rowan, your soaking wet." She looked at me with concerned eyes, knowing full well how I did not give two shits about the rain pouring on me. She knows how I love the feeling, but, alas, she was now my guardian, and it was her responsibility to worry about my health.

I sighed, glancing around and shifting on my feet. "Yes aunt Meredith, I will." I shifted once again, looking anywhere but at her. The women who looked so very much like her big sister, my mother. I sighed, shutting my eyes and squeezing them shut, willing the tears not to spill.

Out of no where at all, an arm wraps around me tightly and I hear my aunt whisper into my ear "They would be so incredibly proud of you right now. I know its not fair they aren't here, but they loved you so much and you have done so well." She pulled back, meeting my matching green eyes and smiled sweetly. "Now, go dry off and get settled. I'll call you later." And with that, the turned on her heels, jumping not so gracefully, narrowly missing a puddle and hustled into the tan vehicle. She waved as she pulled around my black SUV parked ahead of hers and sped off.

I sighed again (I've been doing a hell of a lot of that today), blinking back tears as I reached my tired fingers into my soaked black sweatshirt pocket, searching for my keys. My fingers met cold metal and I pulled them out slowly as I trudged to my car. I lifted myself into the drivers seat gently, turning on the ignition as I went. Slowly, I pulled away from the curb and made my way toward the student parking lot to find my car a new home.

I'm walking up the stairs, lost in old memories, when I reach the door to whats going to be my home for the next year. 'I wonder if my roommate got here while I spaced out in the parking lot' I think to myself as my hand rests of the nob. Sighing once again, I decided that despite the fact that I was not emotional ready for whatever lay behind door number seven hundred eight, I desperately wanted dry clothes.

I turned the nob under my palm and walked into the room, gently flinging the door closed behind me. When my head turned upward, I froze.

What I failed to remember was that these were co-ed dorms.

I blinked a couple of times. The male standing in the middle of the living room portion of the rooms, had his back toward me, so, thankfully, he did not see my retarded reaction. He was tall, about six foot fine inches, with long black hair tied in a very loose pony tail, reaching just under his shoulder blades. He had on a black t-shirt, and even with his back facing me, I could tell he was fit, as his shirt was tight enough to see the muscles cascading down his back. He wore a pair of dark, very nice and obviously designer jeans, highlighting his firm ass, along with black vans. 'Well, at least he's nice to look at,' I thought in earnest. He must have heard me enter cause he slowly turned. He face was angelic. Pronounced jawline framed in what seemed to be very kissable lips. His nose was angular, and his eyes were dark blue almost looking grey or black. Like I said, angelic. When his heavenly eyes fell on me, one perfect brow arched and you could tell a smile tugged at those kissable lips. Said lips parted slightly. "Hello," 'Oh. My. God. That voice is amazing.' "I'm sorry. I thought you were my mother, come to strangle the life out of me again." His voice was deep, but calm and sweet, like honey. Smooth. "I'm Itachi Uchiha, and you are..."he trailed off, waiting for me to finish his sentence.

"Oh," I blink rapidly,trying to gather my thoughts and remember my own fucking name. "I'm...Uh..." Patient eyes gaze at me as his lips turn up into a small smile. I collect myself. "I'm Rowan." I speak more confidently this time, mentally high-fiving myself. His smile tugged up a tad bit more.

" Well, do you have a last name? I think I should know it if we're room mates." He full on smiled after this comment, and god, was thatsexy. Once again, I was at a loss for words or thoughts. I took a deep breath and collected myself quicker this time.

" My full name is Rowanna Way, but please just call me Rowan. " I smiled and stuck my soggy hand out to shake his. He smiled at this, hesitated slightly, then put his large hand in mine. His hand was warm and soft, seeming to smother mine completely. He squeezed my hand ever so slightly as he shook it, cocking his head to the left a little, again with that sexy grin. His deep velvety voice breathed out softly as he leaned into to me a little "Well" 'God, that voice.' " it's a very nice pleasure to meet you, Rowan." He breathed out my name, as if he was tasting it on his tongue. My breath hitched and my heart started beating rapidly in my chest. 'What. The. Fuck. Is this man doing to me?' I ignored my fucking heart and replied with, "You as well, Itachi." my voice coming out a lot smaller than I would have preferred.

As he slowly let go of my hand, I was brought back to reality. 'I came in here for something...' his voice washed over me once again " Your wet." he spoke in that deep voice. I rapidly blinked at him, my jaw dropping a bit and a blush spreading up to my cheeks. " I'm...excuse me?"I squeaked out.

At this he chuckled a little.It was deep, guttural, and Oh. So. Very. Sexy. He then opened his mouth and spoke again, slowly. " Your hair and clothes are wet."

I could feel my face get hotter as my blush deepens at this. "Oh...yes..the rain...". He nods in understanding, leaning against the black futon couch my aunt and I had set up just an hour and a half earlier. We are standing in the living room area, the two bedrooms are over to the right. His door was open, where as mine, to the left of his, was closed. As I glanced over, I could see his bed was made with a deep blue comforter and dark purple pillowcases, probably with matching sheets. A suitcase lay on the end, open, and a box lay on the floor just by it.

Glancing away my eyes fell on him again. He was watching me. I cleared my thoughts, gathering my composure back. "I'm going to take a shower and change into some dry clothes. I'm sorry for interrupting your unpacking."

At this he smiled and nodded again, pushing himself off the back of the couch, swiftly placing his hand in the front pockets of his jeans. "It's fine, I was almost done. I assume all of this is yours?" He gestured to the couch, two end tables, coffee table and flat screen set up behind him. I blinked and nodded in response. "Thank you. I wasn't aware there would be a living area, or I would have brought stuff. If there is anything you can think that I can contribute, let me know please."

I smiled and shook my head at this. "No, it fine. The couch is one i had in my room back home, along with the end tables. The TV and coffee table were a gift from my aunt. Don't worry about it."

His brows scrunched together in a sign of worry. "Really, it's alright. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need some dry clothes." At this he relaxed, nodded, and said "Of course, I apologize." I smiled, turned on heel and trudged my soggy self toward my room. From the corner of my eye, I saw him smile, eyes gazing, as if he were admiring my ass, then he headed to his room, smirking in approval. 'Tch, that's all in your head Rowan.' as I go to my dresser, pulling out pajama shorts and the matching halter. I grabbed a towel and my shower bag from atop it.

As I walk toward the hall to go to the girls showers, I glanced at Itachi's room. He's bending over the open suitcase, going threw clothes, with his hind end on display. Enjoying the view, I smile, then continue on my way to the shower.

'Well, if he looked at mine, I can look at his.' I reasoned.