A/N: Oooook, this DOES have a plot. I just dun know what it is yet. ~_~ And quick review: OaS: only a song. It's the universe I write in for every story, it means two things: One, there's usually charas of my own added, and two, the title and chapters are named after inspiring song lyrics. Want to see an EXCELLENT example of OaS? Go read my Harry Potter fic, 'Save Yourself.' ***SHAMELESS PLUG ALERT!!!***

Anywho, due to LilFoxgirl's incredibly frightening threat, I've decided to continue… or possibly it's the fact that I'm having loads of fun with this story. Either way, I like my head right where it is… ~_~

Thank Yous (skip these, if you wish.):

Emmie-Chan: Yep, that's the song. It makes a cameo later… ~_~

Kazeko-Sama: Aren't you going to comment? Hmph! I turn my nose up at you… Hey… why do you have the Whack-A-Compy hammer out… Kaze-chan… no… I didn't mean it… HELP!!!!!!

LadySage: Thank you once and thank you twice… And I assure you I am updating ASAP. Thank you so much for my first review on this story!!!

LilFoxGirl: But I like my head… *grins* Thanks. I really like your stuff, too, 'specially Chaos at Camp. It was part of the inspiration for this fic.

MoonAngel 002- Thanks! I'm glad you think it's different, that's what I was aiming for. I don't have anything against the other school fics, (I like some of them a LOT!) but I wanted to be unique… I am unique, aren't I?? *eeps*

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Yana: As far as I know, they came through the Well. But that might change, I've got a little glimmery idea in the back of my head… Well, we'll see…

And the fact that those are in alphabetical order proves I have WAY too much time on my hands… I'll put these at the end from now on, I promise.

Disclaimer: Still not mine. Shirtlessness coming. DON'T SUE!

Chapter Two

Mayhem, Mystery, Classes, and Kisses (And alliteration!)

Siri bounced thoughtfully on her toes. "Well?" She asked the other two girls. Kagome tilted her head the side and Sango walked around her thoughtfully. Siri bounced more, thoroughly impatient. "D'you think he'll like it?"

Sango grinned wickedly at Kagome over the short blonde's head. Kagome couldn't grin back, because Siri would see, but Sango recognized the glint in her eyes. "Nope." Kagome informed her. Sango nodded in agreement.

"You'll never get him in that outfit." Siri screeched in outrage.

"But it's the college uniform. I can't wear anything else. At least, not during class." Kagome lost it and broke down into giggles.

"Siri-Chan, you're far too easy to tease." She grinned. "You look fine."

"But you'll still never turn Inu-Yasha's head." Sango informed her. "I'm sorry, dear, you're to late. He's only got eyes for Kagome. Believe me, I lived with him all through the past 7 years, or so…"

Siri sighed, studying her friends in the mirror. "I could cheerfully strangle you right now, Kagome-Chan." She informed her friend, with a sigh, then ran her brush through her hair once more. "Well? How do I look?"

"Like every other blond American girl here." Kagome answered. "C'mon, let's go."

The three grabbed their bags and hurried down the hall. The past week had been spent on registration, introductions to courses, and waiting for the rest of the school to arrive and settle into their dorms. Today was the first day of actual classes, and to start, they had…

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"Ancient theology in modern civilization?" Inu-Yasha glared at the paper containing his classes.

Miroku sent him a calm glance. "We agreed we'd take courses that would help us function in this century. If you look, we've also got ones on recent history, mythology, American civ, and technology. As I recall, you requested mythology yourself."

Inu-Yasha did not appear at all placated. "but… Theology? Fine for you, but really Miroku, it's not like you're going to be exorcising anything here!"

"Kagome will be there." Miroku answered smoothly. Inu-Yasha looked up.

"Theology, huh? Wonder what the Buddhist religion is like these days…"

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"Wow." Siri blinked a few times.

Kagome let out a breath as they strolled through the campus after class. "That was… yeah… wow…"

Miroku was practically bouncing. "That was fascinating."

Kagome and Siri giggled, watching him dance around. "Down, boy." Siri instructed, as though speaking to a dog.

"What'd you two think?" Kagome asked Inu-Yasha and Sango, who were trailing behind.

"…"

"…"

The three laughed, watching Inu-Yasha's and Sango's eyes roll around dizzily.

"What do we have next?" Kagome asked, peering over Siri's shoulder at her schedule.

"Well…" Siri muttered. "I've got some writing classes that you guys don't have… For my major. Looks like you guys have off the rest of the day, except for… Ooh!" She giggled. "You all get to attend the Class of the Useless. Well, except for you, Sango-Chan, cuz you're still a freshie…" Siri reached up to pinch her cheeks, but Sango swatted her hand away. "Right. See you guys, I've got English lit. before I can eat." She started off towards the lit and arts building, leaving them stranded on campus.

"Class of the Useless?" Miroku blinked.

Kagome sighed, plopping down on the bench. "It's a class for people who haven't picked their majors yet. Siri's known hers since last year, she wants a major in writing and an under-grad in history. Sango… You came in as a freshman—"

"Only so I could get into you and Siri's dorm." Sango pointed out.

Kagome shrugged. "But Inu-Yasha, Miroku, you're sophomores. They expect you to have some idea what you want to do with your life."

"What are you doing?" Miroku asked, flopping back on the bench.

Kagome shrugged cheerfully. "No idea." She admitted sheepishly. "All I know is that I don't want to be a writer. Ugh! I tried a few of Siri's writing classes last year…" she shook her head. "These days I suffer through the required ones. You three's courses mostly satisfy all the history credits we're going to need this year…and then I signed us up for mathematical theory instead of actual math… we'll work on that. We've got the most classes on Friday… mostly cuz classes repeat and such… but it's only three classes. We've got a half-hour till lunch, at least… what do you want to do?"

Miroku raised an eyebrow at Sango. She raised hers back and nodded slightly, grabbing his hands and hurrying off.

"I had to ask." Kagome half-groaned, half-laughed. Inu-Yasha watched the retreating couple with interest.

"You think they've got homing beacons towards the nearest clump of bushes…?"

She shook her head, chuckling softly. "Looks like they're headed towards you dorm… Want to go hang out in my room for a while, at least until lunch?"

He blinked. "But your dorm isn't co-ed…" He pointed out. Kagome laughed and shrugged.

"Inu-Yasha! How many people do you think listen to that? We'll probably be the most legit couple in there." She tugged on his arm gently. "C'mon, I'm kinda cold out here…"

"So? Why should I care?" He grumbled, allowing himself to be tugged along.

She rolled her eyes at him, opening the room to her dorm and pushing him in, flopping onto Siri's bed. He blinked, taking a seat on Sango's. "Aren't there supposed to be four people to a room, in the Shikon dorm… hence the name? How come you've only got three?"

Kagome shrugged. "Our dean told us she was on vacation… she'll be here in a couple of weeks."

"Oh… er…"

"Inu-Yasha?" Kagome asked, climbing up to her bed. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure." He called up carelessly.

"What—I mean, would you like to come up here?" He followed her up, plopping down gracelessly on her bed and flopping back the same way he'd been lying on Sango's. She chuckled and lay down at a right angle to him, feet hanging over the end of the bed, head pillowed against his chest. They lay like that for an eternity, neither moving. Finally, Kagome asked, "What was it like?"

He blinked, resisting the urge to look at her as that would involve sitting up and displacing her from his chest. "What was what like?"

"Everything that happened after I left?"

He turned his head away. "Not that bad, actually." He fiddled with one of the stray locks of hair that fell over his shoulder. "We weren't mistreated or anything, you know… The villagers tolerated us, at least. They tolerated me. They liked Sango and Miroku… they even liked Shippo, when he came to visit. But, Kagome, I never realized…. They spent almost seventy years fearing me, even while I was pinned to that tree. It's not an easy habit to break. The children liked me, at least. Kadae used to teach them herb-lore, and I'd sometimes be hanging around. It would've gotten better in a few years, I think." Kagome studied him, somewhat dubious.

"Then, why'd you leave?"

"It was… Well… Lonely." He admitted. "And very dull. Not very short of boring. I missed being out there, fighting demons… I missed you." He whispered softly. Had she just heard what she thought she heard? "What was it like for you?" he asked.

"Oh… fine…" She replied vaguely, not really answering his question. "Boring, y'know. I went through high school… passed all my exams…" she smirked slightly. "Graduated, and came here. That's all, really."

"Really?"

"Really." She affirmed, a slight edge on her voice.

"What about Siri?"

"I met Siri last year. She helped me pass lit." The bitter tone she'd when she'd talked about highschool was gone, replaced by her normal, happy self. "We became study-buddies, then friends. And she had… problems… with her roommate, so this year she asked to move in with me."

"Oh…" Inu-Yasha trailed, somehow prompting her to go on. Much to her surprise, she found herself telling him about last year, even up to details she'd forgotten. He listened without interruption… the past five years had taught him how to shut up and listen when someone needed it. After she finished, he took up, talking about life since she'd left for her century. Closed in the dorm, without windows, neither noticed the passing of time. He was just getting to the pack of Wolf Youkai who'd adopted him—it was making her laugh—when Siri and Sango came bursting in, Miroku following a bit slower.

"Kagome-Chan?" Siri cried, hair whipping around her face with the cross breeze that came in when they through open the door.

"Siri?" Kagome rolled off Inu-Yasha's stomach and peered over the edge of the bunk. "Is lunch over?"

"Is lunch over?!" Siri shrieked, going hysterical. "She wants to know if lunch is over! No, lunch isn't over! Why would lunch be over?" Sango restrained the hysterical girl, and Miroku looked up at her.

"Kagome-San, dinner just ended. You've been missing all afternoon."

"What?!" Kagome shrieked, leaning forewords to the point where she was nearly falling out of her bed. To her relief, just as she began to scrabble to get up on the bed again, she felt warm arms wrap around her waist.

Siri, nearly calm, saw Inu-Yasha and lost it again. "That's what you two have been doing all afternoon?!"

"No!" Kagome yelped, sitting up. "Look! Clothing! Fully clothed! We were talking." Siri blinked, looking sheepish, and muttered an apology. Kagome followed suite. "What time is it?" She asked , looking around.

"Ten to eight." Siri replied, checking her watch. "I'd advise hurrying, you all have The Class of the Useless in ten minutes."

A/N I am SO SORRY! I meant to have this up by yesterday. Hehe… *sweatdrops*

Anywho, one week in, they're still happy with each other's company… I realize this chapter is kinda OOC, but next will be better… that's when the catfights starrt… ~_~ And hey, I never said the kisses were of the Inu-Yasha/Kagome variety!! Hehe… no… don't hurt me… heh…