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Relic of Dholes	By : LuciferDragon Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 1404 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?”
“I’m okay. Really. I’m not going to keep you away on your anniversary. Enjoy it. You know where to find me.”
She unfolded her clothes and put them on hangers, enjoying the silence of her apartment. She had received her placement, and a description of her roommates. They were Asian, with one mixed like she was. One was going into religious and cultural studies, another law, and the last anthropology. They hadn’t arrived yet, but she had left her home early in the morning. She didn’t want to be in her hometown longer than she had to. Her U-Haul had been hitched to her brother’s car and loaded up the day before, and they hit the road the moment she woke him up.
She looked up as the front door opened.
“Hello? Anyone home yet?”
She set a shirt on her bed and stepped out of her assigned room. “Hey.”
A girl with reddish hair in bushy pigtails set her bags down. “Hi, I’m Ayame. I’m a transfer. And the anthropology major.”
“Oh, yeah.” She pointed her thumb behind her. “Yours is the one next to mine.”
Ayame narrowed her eyes and looked around her. “Where?”
“Oh, my room is around the bend behind the little nook they gave us. I’m Yamika, also transfer. History major.”
She tilted her head to two doors along the hallway. “I’m surprised they didn’t stick us in these to keep an eye on the freshbloods straight from high school. Then again, they could be there to keep watch on us.” The door opened behind her and a tall male struggled his way inside balancing two boxes, both apparently very heavy.
“C, right Ayame?”
“Yeah.” They scooted out of the way as he staggered past them, obviously familiar with the layout of the place. He must have lived in a dorm similar. As he walked by, Yamika could see he had long black hair tied back and up high, and she caught a flash of blue eyes.
“That’s Koga, my boyfriend from back home. He was a year above me, so he graduated and transferred here before me.”
“Helping you move?”
“Yeah. It was just my grandpa back home. He’s not really in the best of shape to help me move.”
Yamika nodded to the door. “How much more do you have? I’ll help you guys.”
“Oh, don’t even worry about that. It’s too hot out. And you have your own things to put away in the AC.”
“That’s why I’m offering help, so you can get out of the heat faster. And I live three hours south of here. This is a little better than what I’m used to. As for my boxes, the AC isn’t going anywhere.”
“Well alright then. Thanks.” She looked to Koga as he emerged from her room, rubbing his back. “Koga, this is Yamika. She’s gonna help with the rest. Her stuff’s already all here.”
He let out a laugh. “Jeez, did you get here at 9 or something?”
Yamika dipped her head slightly. “Maybe.”
“And at three hours away if I heard right? You must have been desperate to get out.”
She nodded. The way he said it made it clear he was just as familiar with lingering hatred for a hometown.
“Well, welcome to your new home. Most seniors and post-grads I meet move out here for good, until they move on to their real careers.”
She felt a buzz in her pocket, but didn’t look at her phone. “That makes me feel at least a bit better.” She clapped her hands together. “Let’s get your stuff out of the heat.”

High noon in Central Florida was not fun in the slightest. Especially not when it took an hour to haul Ayame’s boxes up two flights of stairs.
Yamika held a cold water bottle to the back of her neck, leaning forward on the pre-furnished couch.
“Thanks for that,” Ayame said from the kitchen. She had starting filling a cabinet she claimed as her own. “Would’ve taken forever otherwise.”
“Didn’t know your car and his truck were full.” She hadn’t been much better. She wasn’t planning on going back home often. But, Ayame had yet to see in Yamika’s room. For the time being.
“I am starving. Are they feeding us today?”
Koga snorted as he came from her room. “Nah. Too much chaos. It’s only just started. The late arrivals should be getting here in the next wave. I’ll order something for us all.”
Yamika remembered the buzz of her own phone as Koga pulled one from his pants. She flicked open the message.
How is moving going?
They had been texting back and forth, getting to know each other better. Everything had been kept completely platonic, and she found it charming of him. Just helped one of my roommates out. She and her boyfriend would have died in this heat if it were just the two of them.
“Hey, Yamika, any preference?” he called from Ayame’s room.
“Pepperoni is fine.”
Our state doesn’t allow for much time outdoors. Never mind doing strenuous activity. How are you settling in?
Slowly. Haven’t had much of a chance to put things away in my room.
Don’t let it sit there too long. Once classes really start going, they go.
The door opened again, allowing a barrage of giggles to assault Yamika’s ears. Her and Ayame’s eyes met. For the briefest of moments they shared the common look of “oh hell no”.
The young ones had arrived.
They found Ayame first and both chorused excited hellos. Yamika stood to see down the hallway proper. The last two remaining, the Asian girls, were huddled together, showing they had transferred together. The office must have run out of two-room units and put them with the randoms.
They introduced themselves as Kagome and Sango. They were fresh out of high school, though they had done dual-enrollment, letting them advance a little faster than usual. Kagome was the religious studies major, and Sango the prelaw student. After the introductions had gone full circle, they had calmed down a bit. Then, parents.
Yamika and Ayame’s eyes met again. Yamika picked up her phone. Parents. Yikes.
What, the young ones?
Yeah, one of them. And a little brother it looks like. Oh jeez, two little brothers. This place is too cramped all of a sudden. She politely went along with the introductions, and then excused herself to her room.
Ayame quickly snapped to her side. “Wait a second, you still need to help me with that box.”
“What, oh, yeah, that box.” Yamika allowed herself to be led to Ayame’s room, where she closed the door hastily behind her. “Parental units.”
Koga groaned. “And I just ordered the pizza too.”
Her phone buzzed again. Get out of there.
Can’t. Roommate’s boyfriend literally just ordered pizza for us. The three of us are hiding out in her room.
“I could cancel it and we can go eat there. Unpack later.”
Ayame sat on her bed next to him. “But how do we get out without them inviting themselves? It’s a possibility.”
“Risk it. The crying is going to start the moment they need to leave their babies.”
Yamika nodded. “Risk it, I say. Your truck’s empty.”
He groaned and fell back onto the mattress. “Traffic over there is going to suck though. It’s in the same plaza as the food store. And literally everyone and their mothers will be there hunting for spots.”
She looked at her new message. I offer up my domain for refuge if you need. It’s out of the way of the main flow of traffic. And there’s a joint by me that delivers. If they seem like decent people, the roommate and her boyfriend can come as well.
Yamika relayed the message, and she was asked to find out where he was.
“That’s a few backroads from here. No sweat. Tell your friend we’ll bring the beer. Liquor store is the one place that will be barren until nightfall.”
She sent Sesshomaru the head’s up and nodded to the door. “So we just tell them we’re getting out of their way.”
“Sounds logical.” He rolled up to a sitting position and got off the bed. “I mean, none of their business to begin with, but it will work.”
“Girls need to know everything,” Ayame said, rolling her eyes. She followed them back out. The living area was empty. “Coast is clear.” They grabbed their shoes from the laundry room by the door, and almost made it out to the parking lot.
They rolled with their excuse, saying they would officially do something the next day, when the dust had started to settle. And, hopefully, their excitement.

“Surely they’re not all bad.”
Yamika rolled her eyes at him from the armchair to his right. “It must have been awhile since you’ve been around the girls in your high school then.”
“I tended to not notice them. They noticed me.” Sesshomaru took a tug from his bottle before setting it on his coffee table.
“What, no interest in girls?” Koga said with a laugh.
“Merely no interest period. Getting out of that place was my top priority. A few flings here and there to let off stress, but nothing more. Been that way ever since.”
Yamika nodded, finding a kinship with the notion. After she started to show no signs she was going to follow her brother’s choices, and instead took a passion in history, her mother had started to act differently. More demeaning. Her transition into community college had been no better when she took more history electives than anything else. Music here and there, but that never quelled the beast that had been her mother. Her father had been too far away to do anything about it, with their divorce a decade prior.
It was why after she found her dreams, she slept more. They played so real while she slept, but vanished the moment she woke. She knew she had them, and knew they felt more right than her life at home. Sleep had turned into her escape.
“So how long have you been here?” Ayame asked.
He lived in a one-bedroom, a few minutes away from the campus. It was decently sized, and modestly furnished. Bookshelves took up a good portion of one wall, with an impressive library lining the shelves.
“Three years now. This is my last coming up.” He gestured to the apartment. He lived in a one-bedroom, a few minutes away from the campus. It was decently sized, and modestly furnished. Bookshelves took up a good portion of one wall, with an impressive library lining the shelves. “And this is mine, so I don’t have to go anywhere.”
Yamika looked at her phone. “Though we do. It’s pretty late, guys. And we still have shit to unpack.”
“I fear for the next round tomorrow,” Ayame said as she got up with a sigh. “Was great meeting you, Sesshomaru. See you around.” They headed for the door as he got up and followed them out.
“Hey, Yamika.”
She held back. “What’s up?”
He nodded out to Koga and Ayame. “If anyone bugs you, or if it’s too much, I’m around.”
She smiled. “Well thanks. Or I can escape to the library.”
“If you want to be alone. I mean if you want to vent.”
“That would help. Thanks.”
“Off with you, then. From the sound of it you moved out here just as solidly as I have.”
“Yeah. Wanted no indication of going back. Good night, Sesshomaru.”
“And to you, Yamika. See you around campus.” He waited until she got to the car before closing the door and locking it. The silence fell heavy around him. He hadn’t remembered how suffocating it really was. As he moved through his apartment, it actually felt harder to do his nightly routines.
He settled back on his couch, his current book in his hand. He fought to find his usual quiet place. However, he caught himself looking at the chair to his right. He shook his head and got up. Reading in bed would be more beneficial for him that night.
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