Told mostly in Kagome's POV. Will be snippets/drabbles somewhere between 100 and maybe 800 words each chapter.

Author's Note: Hey, everyone!

We are going to try and post one chapter every week, not necessarily the same day every week, but yes.

Kagome will be switching between honorifics and regular names during her time in America at the beginning of the story. Which! After the three years, she does go back to the past briefly but decides to stay in the future, waiting for when and if her demon friends reunite with her. This starts when she gets a Medical Internship and decides to transfer to Krimson City, where an old family friend aka Joseph Oda agrees to let her live with him in his apartment.

Some time after she moves in, she decided to transfer to Beacon Mental Hospital.

Timeline: First Day

Chapter One: Beds Are... Soft?

Kagome lets out a slow breath, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she surveys the room from the doorway.

The walls are bare, a crisp white that is blinding at this angle with the sun lighting it up through the window. Gray curtains hang on each side, pulled back by a string hooked to the wall and the bare branches of the tree outside lets her see a number of empty nests. Carefully, she sets her suitcase on the bed, right next to a folded pile of sheets and two naked pillows, to take a look outside. Groups of people pass by underneath from down below but barely any noise filters through which is a nice change of pace compared to her last apartment with its thin walls and cheap windows that didn't like to close.

From across the small walkway to their rooms there is some shifting and rustling from Oda-kun which means he's probably getting dressed. Because of an unfortunate delay with her flight, she'd ended up arriving a day later than she was supposed to so they'd ended up cutting it close to when his shift started after he picked her up from the airport.

She takes a deep breath then claps her hands, straightening up resolutely to turn to the bed and plop down on it. Nice and firm, with just enough bounce to hopefully keep her back from hurting. The bare mattress holds her for a moment then she's sliding off and dropping to the floor with a shriek.

"Kagome? You okay in there?" His voice carries clearly from the other room, barely even raised, accompanied by the click and squeak of his door.

She scrambles back up onto the bed before he can see her sprawled out on the floor just in time for him to step into the doorway, gray undershirt stretched across his chest, a white button up hanging off one shoulder - broader than she's used to and more there than she noticed at the airport - and glasses slowly slipping down the slope of his nose.

It takes some considerable effort to keep her eyes on his face, away from the hint of collarbone or flash of skin where his shirt rode up over the crest of his hip, and she calls on her hectic middle school adventure and college shenanigans to power through the urge. Demon bodies had started her appreciative but picky eye and college had given her access but—just—

It's still hard because wow. When did he grow up?

His little cough gifts her with the brief flash of a happy trail but snaps her out of it, eyes darting up to see him trying not to smile. And, apparently, she had tilted her head. Guess her willpower just wasn't that strong.

Regardless of the blush slipping over her cheeks, she sets her jaw and raises a brow.

"You okay in here?"

"Beds are just very... soft." She coughs, an errant strand of hair catching her attention and making her hastily pat down her hair, tucking it back behind her ears and shoulders..

His eyebrows climb up a little more, lips stretching up with each second they stare at each other then he concedes with a nod. He shrugs the other sleeve on, straightening it out and turning with a nod to go continued getting dressed.

Just… not without a parting quip. "Guess this is better than that time you saw me naked when you were 5 and didn't know what was hanging between my legs."

She dives off the bed with a shriek, tackling him in the doorway into his room. It's easier than she expects to get him into a headlock, legs wrapped tight around his back and she grunts when he rolls her under him. They struggle around like that, hitting the doorframe and laughing until the chime of his phone makes them pause.

"Oh shit." He scrambles out of her loose hold and stumbles over to it to answer. "Yeah? Yeah. No, just give me a few more minutes, I'm almost ready." He pauses, "No, it'd be pointless for you to come up here and meet me. Just give me ten minutes tops, alright?"

Whoever it is must apparently agree because Oda-kun hangs up then starts to rapidly button his shirt, tucking it into his pants before slipping his glasses properly into place and slicking back his hair again. He pauses for a second when she stands up.

Kagome points behind her, "I'm just going to go and start getting what I do have put away. Sorry about distracting you."

"No, it's fine. We would have had time to do that yesterday if the plane hadn't been delayed. We can just continue when I get off or whatever." His laugh is a little stilted now that they've calmed down and she gives a little awkward wave before hopping back over to her room.

End.

UPDATE 7-12-2018 1:39 AM: I AM ALIVE! I HAVE BEEN DOING SOME FLESHING AND EDITING TO HELP WITH IDEAS BUT IT HAS ONLY.. helped a little .

Fear and Fen like to hurt themselves by watching horror games and thinking about crossover possibilities, even knowing the pain and suffering said story/idea/etc. will bring.

Fen is the co-author and co-creator of this story and we have both contributed to it in our own way lol!

Thank you for reading!