"I didn't know that's what the sock meant." Sherlock says, slightly embarrassed. However, John could clearly see Sherlock trying to conceal a smile.

"Don't worry about it; I don't think I'll be doing that again, at least not anytime soon."

Sherlock gives a slight chuckle and takes a seat at the desk in his room. John stays sitting on his bed.

"Do you have a girlfriend, then?" John asks. Sherlock looks at him and then looks back.

"No, I had one."

"Does she go here?"

"I think so, but I haven't spoken to her since my high school graduation."

"What's her name, then?"

"Irene Adler."

John pauses for a moment before asking another question.

"What happened with her?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

John didn't know what to say. He wanted to have a conversation, but Sherlock seemed distant to his questions.

"Any siblings?"

"I have a brother. You?"

"Just a sister."

"My brother, Mycroft, is seven years older than me. He works here as a professor."

"He's 25 years old and he's a professor?"

"He's just starting out. I took his class just to irritate him."

John starts laughing. Sherlock and John were in that class together. They realized they were going to the same class when John had walked in and saw Sherlock sitting at a table. Since it was a science class they were taking, there were tables instead of desks. John sits next to Sherlock in that class.

"I guess that's why you call him by his first name?"

Sherlock smiles.

"He hates that."

xXx

Greg had warned John about certain people hanging out by his dorm, looking for freshmen. He was told that his building was specifically for first-year students.

John thought that sounded ridiculous, but when he saw a group of people in front of the door, he got a bit nervous.

He tried to brush past them, but one of them grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Not so fat, where do you think you're going?"

"To my room."

"I don't think so."

The unnamed students grab John and drag him over to a large fountain. They prepare to throw him in, but the door to the dorm opens and Sherlock comes running out.

"What do you think you're doing?"

The student smiles evilly.

"Just a welcoming party."

"And who the hell are you?"

"Jim Moriarty. What about you?"

"Sherlock Holmes. Leave him alone."

"Who's going to stop me?"

Sherlock looks angry and almost says something else, but is stopped when they hear a loud voice behind them.

"Okay, break it up everyone!"

Jim and his friends let go of John and turn to see who yelled.

Greg walks over to all of them from the building and speaks directly to Jim.

"Listen, leave these two alone or I'm reporting you. Now get out of here!"

Jim motions for his friends to follow him and they retreat to their dorm.

Greg turns to Sherlock, who looks very confused.

"Why did you break that up?" Sherlock asks.

"I know him. He used to be a friend of mine, but we've just grown apart. Now he likes to call me his enemy. If you ever need help with him, don't hesitate."

Greg turns and walks back to the dorm before Sherlock can respond. John, who was sitting on the edge of the fountain, stands up and pats Sherlock on the shoulder.

"Thanks for coming out and helping me."

"I was watching through the window, as soon as I saw them stop you, I started running downstairs. I knocked on Greg's door first and threw something at him to make him chase me. I guess he got the hint."

John chuckles and walks into the dorm with Sherlock.

"Well, thanks again."

"Anytime."

I just wanted to acknowledge that Mycroft will be in the story and introduce Moriarty. Once I think of something, I'll do more with them. Please review more, it helps me to keep going with this! :)