A/N: aaaaand welcome to the sequel of Hallway Shenanigans! As you may have noticed, the title is in the same kind of format (ha, see what I did there?) but this story should stand on its own! Which means you don't need to read Hallway Shenanigans to understand what's going on here, but you should read HS if you have the time ;)

anyway, I'm SO glad I upped the word limit to 1000 instead of 250; so much easier to write! I'm also probably not going to be able to update every day, but I'm planning on updating maybe once or twice a week (depending on how much time I have! at least the semester is ending soon)

I'll stop rambling and let you read, now. Hope you enjoy! Please review if you are so inclined!

A Surprising Slice

"I can't believe we did it," Kagome screamed over the roar of the stadium. She took off her cap and tossed it into the air, taking in the image of a thousand black caps floating above the heads of the recent graduates.

"This is insane," Sango shouted back, reaching up to grab her cap as it came crashing back down to earth. Kagome tried to do the same, but only got stabbed in the eye by the corner of the cap. Typical.

A few hours later, the two graduates sat around the dining room table in Inuyasha and Kagome's apartment. Inuyasha had gotten the apartment after his graduation a year earlier. When he had asked his girlfriend of three years to move in with him, Kagome agreed without a single moment of hesitation. Hey, she got her own shower and toilet, and she didn't have to deal with other people's hairballs in the drain. Worth it, in her opinion.

"To Kagome and Sango," Miroku said, raising his glass to the table.

"Kagome and Sango," the group around the table echoed before drinking.

Coughing slightly as the champagne slid down her throat, Kagome grinned at her friends around the table. "I'm so glad you all could make it," she said, her heart truly warmed by the presence of her closest friends.

"Oh please," said a petite girl with brown hair. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else!" Kagome had met Rin in one of her history classes the past academic year and had bonded instantly. Despite being a year younger, Rin was bubbly, adorable, and a joy to be around. Basically, (in Kagome's humble opinion) a mini Kagome.

"You're so sweet it's sickening," muttered a woman with jet black hair and eyes so bright they looked crimson. Kagome had met Kagura in one of her philosophy seminars and had been instantly intrigued by the intimidating woman. Though she was a year older, Kagura had taken a liking to Kagome, and became great friends.

"I'm honestly just here for the cake," a woman in the corner announced dryly. Kagome befriended Kikyo after a week of hesitating. Kikyo, dubbed the "Ice Queen" at their college, was the smartest and most frigid woman Kagome had ever met. But when she saw Kikyo carry an injured student nearly two miles to the nearest hospital during a particularly severe winter storm, Kagome decided she needed to be friends with that woman no matter what it took. The two bonded over their love for archery and caring for others. Turns out Kikyo did have a soft side, and Kagome had been one of the first to see past her cold exterior into her soul.

"It doesn't matter," Kagome said with a laugh. "I'm just glad you're all here."

"And I can't wait until you all leave," Inuyasha grumbled from his spot beside his girlfriend.

"Oh, hush, you," she scolded playfully.

"Can we at least pull out the cake?" he whined.

"Fine," Kagome said with a resigned sigh. "I'll go get it."

Kagome stood up and headed to the adjacent room to grab the cake. Miroku stood up, unnoticed, and followed her.

"Kagome? I have a request to ask of you," he whispered quietly once they were alone.

"What is it?"

"Sh! Well, okay, first of all, you have to promise you won't freak out."

Kagome nodded, slightly suspicious.

Miroku let out a stressed sigh and ran a hand through his hair. "Okay. Well, I'm planning on proposing to Sango— YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T FREAK OUT!"

Kagome froze, her mouth wide open in a silent squeal. She blinked, and slowly raised her lower jaw. She took a deep breath and nodded, signaling Miroku to continue.

"Right. So, I wanted to do it now. What do you think?"

Kagome pursed her lips for a second. "Actually, I think it'd be great. All of our friends are here, and it is technically her party too. I say go for it. I'm so excited—!"

"You need to calm down or I won't let you help," Miroku said sternly. Kagome shut her mouth and nodded eagerly.

"Okay. So, here's the plan…"

By the time Kagome emerged from the kitchen with slices of cake in her hands, Inuyasha had endured enough.

"Finally!" he snarled when he saw her. "Took you fucking long enough!"

She flashed a warning look at him and (big surprise) he either didn't see it, or saw it but didn't care enough to decipher it.

"Do you know how hard it is to listen to these idiots bicker? I'm going to fucking explode—"

A well placed fork full of cake shut him up.

"Effective," Sango commented, giggling at Inuyasha, who had a bit of icing on the corners of his mouth.

"Here's your slice," Kagome said, sliding a plate to Sango. "Miroku's bringing the others— Wait! Don't pass it on. It's your party too, so you better eat that one."

Sango took her slice back and rolled her eyes. "So bossy," she muttered under her breath.

"Now you know how I feel," Inuyasha said around a mouthful of cake.

Kagome was too busy staring at Sango dig into the cake to listen to him. Miroku slipped into the room unnoticed by Sango, who was busy scarfing down the slice. As she dug her fork into what remained of the cake, a quiet ding resonated through the room.

"What—?"

Sango lifted her fork and there, hanging on one of the tongs, was a beautiful silver ring.

"What is—?"

She whipped around to find Miroku on one knee.

"No," she whispered breathlessly.

"Yes," Miroku countered, offering her a small smile. "Sango, I love you, and only you. I want to make you the happiest woman alive; I'll give you everything I can and I'll do whatever I have to, but Sango, will you make me the luckiest man alive and marry me?"

She threw herself, sobbing and laughing hysterically, into his arms.

"I'll take that as a yes."