Author's Note: Yay! Second chapter up. Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter. I know it was kinda short, so I'm working on this one. Woot. I hope the first one didn't bore you to death, because it was so unspecial and uninteresting. xo; Sorry.

Reviewers: Woot! I love you all. gives a glass of milk and a cookie for everyone Thanks to Japanese-Dragon, for my very first reviewer! Thanks to everybody else too. I promise to write more and make a better and interesting chapter, with more fluff! Yays!

Disclaimer: Much to my dislike and resent, I do not own Inuyasha & Co. Must make $$$ to buy them. goes off to pickpocket strangers on the road

Summary: High school is finally over. Summer's swept and gone, and Tokyo University is a bus ride away. College. It's time to start grown-up life, and throw away all the high school dilemmas. Ready for anything. I think. Wait. Who are you? Pairings: I/K, M/S, S/R, everybody else can go down the drain (except for kawaii Shippo! ).

Rating: PG13. For Inuyasha's bad mouth (and a bit of Kagome's ), and fluffyness!


Can I Buy You a Drink?

By Blurreth

Chapter Two – The Girl Next Door

She may not be Marilyn Monroe
And she may not be the cutest girl I know
It's how she makes me feel not how she looks
One smile from her heart
That's all it took

The girl next door is not the girl next door
The girl next door is not the girl next door
The girl next door is not the girl next door
She's the girl I'd stay home for

If I had the courage I'd ring her bell
But if she answered what story would I tell
My window's become her picture frame
But this painting doesn't even have a name

-Girl Next Door by Drake Bell

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As Inuyasha and Miroku finished putting their stuff away in the cabinets, the doorbell rang.

Ding-dong.

"Get it," Inuyasha nodded to Miroku, who had already become friendly acquaintance to be rude to them.

"No." Miroku said, holding up two suitcases. "I'm busy, you get it."

Inuyasha sighed and went to the door. From behind it they could hear voices. Female voices. "Gotta fan club?" he grinned at Miroku.

"Not that I know of," Miroku replied evenly. "Well at least not here. They couldn't have followed me, could they?"

"Then it must be mine," Inuyasha grinned and swung open the door.

In front of him were two pretty girls. One had straight, ebony locks with bangs, pulled together in a firm ponytail with a red band. She had chocolate-brown eyes with magenta eye shadow over it, and was wearing a green, long skirt with a white and magenta top. She was listening to the other girl, who was talking loudly with a bit of fierce tone. "He was such a big-headed, fat-assed, no dick jerk…" She turned when the door open. "OH MY GOD, THAT'S HIM!"

Oh, shit.

It was the girl he had bumped into earlier. She had midnight tresses that trailed down her back, loose and lovely. She was wearing tight black jeans and a baby blue top that accented her curves perfectly. Her bright blue eyes were a bit angry and shocked. Wow, she's pretty.

"Eh," Inuyasha coughed. "Can I help you?"

Miroku heard all this and grinned. "Big headed, fat assed, no dick jerk? Are you referring to Inuyasha?" He stepped up from behind Inuyasha and spotted the two ladies. "Hello," he said the girl with the ponytail. "What might your lovely name be?"

The girl eyed him suspiciously. "Sango Yasashisa," she answered.

Miroku bowed. "My name is Miroku, and this is my roommate Inuyasha. Are you our next door neighbors?"

"Unfortunately," Sango's roommate snapped, still glaring daggers at Inuyasha.

"What the hell are you staring at me for, bitch," Inuyasha said, annoyed. "It was your fault, anyways, not looking where you're going… Feh, serves you right for being stupid…"

"Psfht. Stupid, fat-faced idiot…"

"Wench!"

"Loser!"

"Retard!"

"Homo-sexual!"

"Asshole!"

"Bitch!"

"Bastard!"

"Jackass!"

"Go fuck a…"

"PERVERT!"

::SMACK::

Kagome and Inuyasha both turned with raised eyebrows from their argument to see Sango standing, slightly panting and hand raised in the air. Miroku was on the floor, swirly-eyed and unconscious.

"Um, is everything okay…?" Kagome asked.

"That pervert! That no-good, dumb, cheating, playboy! He, he… He touched my butt!" Sango glared at the unconscious Miroku on the floor.

Kagome and Inuyasha sweat dropped. ' Heheh…

"Feh, stupid houshi," Inuyasha muttered. He grabbed and ice bucket from the kitchen and dumped it on the monk.

"Urggg…" Miroku awoke, groggy. "What happened?"

"You groped me, you disgusting, filthy pervert!" Sango shrieked. She kicked Miroku. Hard. "What the hell did you do that for?!"

"Uh… My hand slipped?"

Inuyasha snorted loudly.

Sango began to screech and Miroku answered stupidly, still wobbly from his unconciousness. They were beginning to make quite a racket. "Want to go to my place until this thing clears up?" Kagome muttered to Inuyasha.

"Would love to," Inuyasha muttered back, and both of them slipped out of the door.

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"…And this is my room," Kagome showed him her bedroom. When she had arrived the room was bleak and white and empty, so she had decorated it. Now mostly everything – the objects, the bed covers, the pillowcases – was a light green that filled the room with a cozy atmosphere. The walls were covered with pictures of her family and posters of random things. The rest were stuffed animals.

Inuyasha quirked an eyebrow. "Wow, you must miss your family," he teased. "Big baby."

Kagome pouted. "Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not! Am not am not am not am not…"

Are too! Are too are too are too are too are too…"

Kagome was first to finally stop to catch a breath.

"Hah! I win," Inuyasha said proudly.

"Yeah, right," Kagome rolled her eyes and pushed him down to the floor. "Arrogant jerk."

"Feh."

"Want some lemonade?" Kagome asked him. "I think I have some in the kitchen. I'm starving, anyways." She check her watch. "Wow, it's noon. No wonder, must be lunchtime. Do you want to stay to eat?"

"Depends on what it is," Inuyasha replied gruffly. "Don't try to food poison me," he added suspiciously.

Kagome grinned wickedly. Then she ran off to the kitchen.

Inuyasha sighed and looked around the bedroom. This girl was obsessed with her family. She must have a great family, he thought. Probably will call them every night and write them letters and send them packages… He wondered what it would be like if sent his brother a present from Tokyo. He sighed. His brother would probably burn it or send it back, thinking it was a bomb or something. If only… Wait, he wasn't beginning to be envious of this girl's family, was he?

No self-pity.

That was the first thing he had learned since his mother died. Don't ever cry, because it makes you weak. Don't wish for another life, or else you'll live and die for another one. You're motherless. So what? Take care of yourself. You've got other things to think about. No time for mothers or fathers or family at all.

Inuyasha thought back to when he was seven, he had gotten accepted as the lead role in the Christmas play. He had been so happy when he had come home, he raced straight to his father's office, even though he knew he wasn't allowed to. So what? His father would be proud, right?

Wrong.

"Bankoutsu, why is the child in my office?" his father had demanded into his phone when Inuyasha had quieted down. Inuyasha had run into the office, exclaiming he had gotten the part, and all his father had done was stare at him for a few minutes before picking up the phone and calling his personal butler to take him away.

He hadn't even said a word to Inuyasha.

That night, Inuyasha had cried. And it was the last time he ever did, too. That was his motto from then on. Don't put all your love in somebody, because they can just pick it up and tear it up into pieces.

There was only one exception. Kikyou.

About a year and a half ago, Inuyasha had met Kikyou. She was beautiful, popular, and seemed to understand him. Or so he thought. They were still going out, but about half a year ago he had begun losing interest in her. All she wanted to talk about was her stupid girlish problems and who was doing what and gossip, gossip, revenge. And all the expensive gifts and presents for her birthday. He had thrown a surprise birthday party for her last year that cost about two million for the whole damn thing, because her friends insisted she would love him if he did. Later, he found out that it was Kikyou who told her friends to tell him that.

I'll break up with her, he decided. Sometime.

If I meet somebody new, or something.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome yelled from the kitchen. "Ramen's ready!"

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Author's Note: Woot! Done with my second chapter. Sorry if my chapters are short or whatever. Yeah. =/ Please review! Wheee. If you read I'll give half a noodle. If you review I'll give you WHOLE! =)

Ja Ne!

Blurreth