Ok don't kill me...pleeaaseee! If anyone is actually reading my story I'm sorry. Really I am. I had to work washing dishes from 5 until like 11 Two fridays and saturdays ago, then I went right into band camp for that entire week. This week my laptop has been thowing a fit and wouldn't turn on for a while and now is the first time I've had to update. I would have used my sisters computer to write and such but she doesn't have word (strange...). So here is chapter four I hope you like, I'm typing away at this moment trying to get chapter five done soon to make up for the delay on this one.

I don't own Inuyasha or the rest of the gang.

Chapter 4: Amber Eyes

Kagome was nervous the entire way to meet Sango's friends at their dorm. She kept tugging at her sweater anxiously as they crossed the street to a familiar looking building. All the dorms, Kagome noted, were identical. But now that night had fallen they looked even more charming. The glow of lights spilling out from the rows of windows, the silhouettes of people moving through their rooms. The street lamps scattered here and there illuminating the road as it wound its way into the distance, and shone on the pristine brick sidewalks.

The inside was set up exactly like her dorm as well, though the colors were different. They lighter, the same gray carpeting, but the walls were a bright blue. Sango stopped and peered around.

"They must still be upstairs." She muttered to herself before turning back to Kagome. "Can you sign us up as visitors, I'm just going up, they probably aren't ready yet. Just come up to the third floor when you're done. Rome 304."

"Ok." Kagome said sheepishly.

Sango started taking the steps two at a time and was out of sight in no time. Kagome walked over to the desk slowly, as if it were a slumbering beast. After reading the headings on each she found which she was looking for. She scribbled down her name, then Sango's, then the time. That done she started up the stairs. Halfway up the second set of stairs she realized she was going quite fast. She slowed her pace, giving them all more time. As she practically crawled up the last bit she couldn't help but worry if Sango's friends would like her.

She pushed the door to the stairwell open immerging into a long hallway. Pale blue Berber carpet, white walls, it was just as lovely and pristine as all of the other buildings. But that wasn't the first thing she noticed. As she started down the hall she noticed a few people passing her. Not just people. They were all boys.

She blushed a little when some of the boys glanced at her questioningly but she kept walking. She kept checking the door numbers, waiting for 307. She turned the corner and felt the breath sucked right out of her.

Standing in the middle of the hallway, wearing no shirt, was a demon. Kagome knew their would be demons going to Shikon, and she really didn't care, she didn't have anything against them. It was just that she had never seen one before. He wasn't facing her, he was busy stuffing laundry in the washing machine that Kagome had failed to notice when she had first caught sight of him. An empty basket sat next to his bare feet. He was tall, she could see that even from where she stood. Muscular too, in the wiry way where he was still skinny, that part was obvious because he was only wearing a pair of worn jeans. Kagome managed to tear her eyes away from his bare torso to look at the silver hair that caught the light so magically. She managed a small smile when she noticed the fuzzy ears perched on top of his head.

It wasn't until he looked up at her that she realized that she had been staring. She tried to look away, but before she had the chance she looked into his eyes. Then her world was amber, it was like she had fallen into pools of liquid amber, she felt like she was drowning in it. She could think of nothing else.

"What are you staring at?" He practically growled.

Kagome jumped at the sound of his gruff voice. She felt a hot blush spread across her face. The demon boy continued to glare at her, his handsome face twisted in anger. He turned from the dryer to face her completely and Kagome had to force herself to remember she was in trouble, so now would not be a good time to stare at his chest again.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"Save it wench. I don't have time for your rambling."

"W-what did you just call me?" This time Kagome stuttered out of anger, her face growing redder with fury by the minute.

"You heard me, now run along."

"I'll do no such thing! I was only trying to apologize! You didn't have to act like such an ass!"

"Watch your mouth bitch." His voice lowered into the already familiar growl that sent shivers down her spine.

"Why you insufferable-"

"Dimwitted-" The boy began, trying to raise his voice above hers.

"INUYASHA!"

A shrill, angry voice cut through both of their though, causing Kagome's heart to jump almost completely out of her chest. She spun around towards the source and saw Sango standing in the closest doorway. Her face was bright red, her hands balled into fists.

Another head poked out from behind the irate girl. A familiar pair of violet eyes, darted from Kagome to Inuyasha, his mouth turned up in a smirk.

"Looks like Kagome met Inuyasha on her own." His voice was smooth and calm, a stark difference after Sango's rage.

"This is your friend?" Inuyasha crossed his arms across his still bare chest, practically glaring down his nose at Kagome.

"Yes! So stop yelling at her!" Sango continued to screech, the almost-purple color her face had taken on was only just starting to fade.

"Feh." Was all Inuyasha said in response.

"We're going out Inuyasha. Do you think you could manage to put a shirt on?" Sango said snatching a t-shirt out of his hamper and shoving it into his chest with a little more force than was necessary.

"Getting to it." The boy said in a muffled voice as the shirt slipped over is head.

Kagome felt her stomach pitch as she noticed the muscles throughout Inuyasha's torso flexed and moved as he slid into the shirt. She was trying to look away after the earlier outburst, but she couldn't resist watching him as he tossed his silver hair free from the collar and settle against his back again. But he was quicker than her again and caught her gaze. He raised an eyebrow at her questioningly and she quickly began to study her shoes.

"Can we go now please?" Miroku asked grabbing hold of Sango's wrist and pulling like a child tugs on his mother when he is impatient.

"Only after Inuyasha apologizes to Kagome and introduces himself properly." Sango said through gritted teeth, digging her heels in.

"You're joking!" Inuyasha shouted indignantly.

"I'm not." Sango replied, and unspoken threat hung in the air above them as she took a step closer to the unyielding demon.

"Fine. I'm sorry I called you a wench." He said quickly with a wave of his hand, then managed to put on an indifferent face and offer the same hand to her. "I'm Inuyasha."

Sango looked as if she was about to protest, Inuyasha's apology had been somewhat less than sincere, but Kagome quickly took his hand and cut her off. Miroku looked as if he were going to kill them all if he didn't get food soon, and Kagome hated making a scene.

"It's nice to meet you Inuyasha, I'm Kagome." She said in her sweetest voice.

Inuyasha simply raised his eyebrows again, watching her suspiciously as he reclaimed his hand. Kagome tried desperately not to notice how her hand tingled after being enveloped in the warmth of his. She moved to stuff it into her pocket and go back to studying her shoes when Miroku stepped in and snatched it back up. He smiled at her winningly and raised the back of her hand to his lips.

"And I'm Miroku. It's nice to meet you Kagome."

"Um-" Kagome felt a bit frantic and was quick to reclaim her hand.

She stole a quick glance at Sango. She looked enraged again. But when she saw Kagome looking at her she quickly hid it behind a mask of indifference.

"Alright then let's go."

Sango ushered them down the hallway, heaving a heavy sigh every now an then. Kagome decided the group was only being silent because they were giving her time to cool off. They weren't uncomfortable at all with the void, Miroku even looked as if he might start laughing at any moment. His lips twitched and he kept covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

Once they got out into the fresh night air she seemed to be back to her normal self. She bounced over to Kagome's side and took her arm in hers with a smile. Miroku and Inuyasha were just ahead. It was strange to see the sulky demon in such a friendly way with another living creature, especially after he had acted towards her, someone he didn't even know.

But I guess that's the point. He doesn't know me, I don't know him, I can't judge him by that one incident.

"Don't mind Inuyasha." Sango said shaking Kagome from her thoughts. "He isn't always like that. Being a demon, I guess it's just his natural reaction. He just takes a long time to open up."

"He's seems so well balanced when he's talking to Miroku."

"Well balanced?" Sango had to pause to chuckle, the choice of words just sounded so funny referring to Inuyasha. "They've been friends since they were little. Miroku is the one person Inuyasha trusts the most. I don't think he is even used to me. I've only been around a year."

"He's so...sulky, and you're....well you're not. How exactly did you guys meet?" Kagome asked, trying to get a feel for the group dynamic.

"Miroku. We have a lot of the same classes, and as much of a pervert as he is, he was the first person to talk to me. I was new so, I just clung to him. I guess I never let go. Inuyasha just came with the territory."

"And I'm clinging to you. Looks like a get a surly demon, and a pervert with my deal." Sango and Kagome indulged in a nice laugh, and Sango squeezed her arm.

As the night went on Kagome couldn't help but feel at ease. Sango was genuine, she wasn't being fake, ready to drop her at any minute. The first night Kagome was here Sango was already taking her out and introducing her to her closest friends. It was hard not to be at ease around the three. Miroku kept her in stitches the entire night. He was incredibly nice, and funny, if not a little to girl-crazy. Inuyasha barely spoke throughout dinner. Kagome couldn't help but feel like it was because of her. He kept steeling glances at her, and Kagome couldn't tell if they were simply curious or disapproving. In the end she forced herself to ignore it. She really like Sango and Miroku, and one sulky boy wasn't about to chase her away.

"So what does your schedule look like?" Miroku asked as they strolled down one of the small town streets on the way back to campus, the night sky clear overhead.

Kagome rattled of what she could remember. She even impressed herself with how much she remembered.

"I guess that means you can show Kagome around tomorrow. Right Inuyasha." Sango shot the boy a meaningful glance.

"It does?" Inuyasha replied in a rebellious tone.

"Inuyasha!" Sango gave him a solid smack upside his head.

"Yeah all right." He grumbled as he rubbed his injury.

"Oh Sango. Could you come over here for a moment?" Miroku said, he had stopped a little ways behind them.

"I'll be right back." Sango turned and left Inuyasha and Kagome alone to continue walking. "What is it?"

Kagome didn't really feel like trying to fill the silence between her and Inuyasha. Starting conversations was a pain already, and Inuyasha was another story altogether. But it seemed the boy didn't plan on walking in silence.

"All settled in?" His voice was calm now, Kagome couldn't sense any anger or anything else hidden within it, he was being genuine.

"Yeah. Sango helped a lot."

"That's the way she is." Inuyasha managed a smile. "She's really outgoing. Not like you. It's kind of funny that you two wound up together."

"I'm glad actually. It helps to be with someone who isn't afraid to talk to people."

"True." There was a pause, and Kagome was surprised to find that she was starting to feel comfortable in Inuyasha's presence. "Miroku's like that too, outgoing and all that."

"But not you?"

"Not necessarily. But it's not like I'm afraid of people."

Kagome wasn't sure if that was Inuyasha trying to cover up his on insecurities or if he was trying to make fun of her. She never had time to address it, a loud shout cut across the night. Kagome jumped in surprise and found herself practically in Inuyasha's arms.

"Miroku you letch!" Sango screeched, and Kagome winced at the sound of a slap that followed.

Inuyasha was nice enough to ignore how close Kagome had gotten and laugh to himself about his friends' behavior.

"Are they always like this?" Kagome managed to ask, hoping it was dark enough to hide the blush in her cheeks.

"Always." Inuyahsa confirmed.

"It's a strange way to show they like each other."

"What?" Inuyasha seemed shocked, but before Kagome could find out why Sango came storming back into view, followed by Miroku, holding his cheek with a grimace on his face.

Why can't I fall asleep?

Sango turned to her left to check the clock on Kagome's desk. To her dismay it read four o'clock. She had promised Kagome she would be up with her at nine so that they could go down to the dinning hall for breakfast. At this rate she would be running on very little sleep, because it didn't feel like she was dozing off any time soon.

She heaved a heavy sigh and hugged Kirara closer to her. It was like this last year too, she had been an idiot to think she had gotten over her silly homesickness. She just missed her brother. He had always looked up to her, if he had a problem he came to her. Now who did he have? Sango had almost decided against going to Shikon, she had been accepted which was a big ego boost, but she had been so afraid to leave Kohaku with no one but his father. It had been Kohaku himself that had convinced her to go in the end.

So here she was. Getting ready to start another year, and missing her little brother, and hugging a stuffed animal for comfort.

Sango made an irritated sound in her throat and rolled to her other side. Her eyes had long ago adjusted to the darkness of the room, and now by the slight glow from the moon outside her window she could see the pictures plastered on the wall. Her eyes fell on the picture in front of her, a smiling group standing together under their favorite tree. Inuyasha and Miroku stood on either side of Sango. Inuyasha and Sango had their arms over each others shoulders, and she had hers draped across Miroku's as well, but Miruku had cleverly snuck his arm around her waist.

The picture didn't capture the red that had crept across her face a few seconds later, but Sango remembered it anyway.

Why does he have to be such a womanizer?

He was always flirting with any pretty female that crossed his path. All the younger girls adored him, they followed him around like lost puppies. And of course he can't keep his hands to himself. He was always touching her ass, not to mention those of a few willing girls. But then there were times where it was so simple. A touch on the arm, the way he walked next to her so their arms just touched, placing his hand on her shoulder sometimes when they talked. She liked those things.

Why do I have to like him so much?

"Agh!"

Sango muffled her shriek by flopping onto her stomach and burying her face in her pillow. She felt like she could break down and cry, she was just so frustrated.

A few hours later Sango drifted off into a fitful sleep, only to be awoken after what seemed like two minutes by the buzzing of Kagome's alarm clock. There was a rustle from the other bed then muffled footsteps making their way to the closet. Sango lifted one tired lid in time to see Kagome disappear behind the curtain. The alarm was still squaking.

"Aren't you going to turn that thing off?" Sango managed in a gravely sounding voice.

"Not until you get up." The reply drifted beyond the fabric.

"I'm up." Sango replied closing her eyes again.

"Then turn it off yourself." Kagome emerged with a towel and shower products in hand.

"You're up though." Sango whined.

"And you could easily go back to sleep if I just turn it off for you and leave to take a shower. Once you get up you'll just have to keep going." With that Kagome disappeared out the door and down the hall to the bathroom.

Sango sat there for another moment, wondering if she could possibly ignore the alarm and continue to sleep, but in the end she knew she was being an idiot. After she had finally decided it was necessary to shut the damn thing off she couldn't seem to get her body to move. It took several minutes of self-motivation before she could drag herself from her warm covers.

She slammed her fist down on the sleep button, then turned the clock around looking for a way to shut it the whole way off. After successfully quieting the beast she turned and scanned the room. She had two options. She could crawl back into bed, or go take a shower. But bright morning sunlight was spilling into the room through the window and she did have things to do. In the end she knew she would never get back to sleep now. So she sulkily gathered her things and headed out to take a shower.

The hot water rushing over her, the tiny warm drops splashing against her skin. She let herself become completely absorbed in it. She focused completely on washing her hair, her face, and the feel of the water washing everything away. It kept her mind far from the troublesome thoughts of the night before.

She felt awake, and ready for the day as she stepped out of the shower, wrapping herself in a warm, clean towel. Kagome was already dressed and in the process of drying her hair when Sango got back to the room. Sango quickly threw on her own clothes and followed suit, the dreamy, relaxed feeling already leaving her.

There is chapter four. :) Next chapter is when the plot thickens. Mwahaha. Working on chapter five like I siad, it will be up soon.