Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Inuyasha. Hah.

This is a one shot. I like reading fan fics on here and decided, why the fuck not? Haha. This is for more mature readers since I intend on adding lemons and whatnot in the future if I do decide to continue writing. (I get self conscious despite the anonymity of the internet, uhg)

Please review if you think this is worth continuing. It would be much appreciated. Otherwise, I'll just abandon it. (sigh) Oh well :)

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Howling winds echoed throughout the night. Lightning illuminated the sky for fractions of a second before dissipating into blackness. Tree branches tapped against the windows every time a gust blew hard enough. A roaring rumble of thunder ripped through the sky causing Kagome to jolt upright from her slumber.

"Not again.." She grumbled and lightly put her hand against her face as she closed her eyes. She breathed out a heavy sigh.

Another night filled with her reoccurring dream that has managed to sneak into her subconscious at least a few times a week. The scenarios varied, but every single one involved the same man. His long flowing hair that gleamed an iridescent silver, golden eyes that froze you in place if you gazed into them for too long, but in every dream she would have of this mystery man, he would not say anything except for her name as he slowly reached out towards her, as if to embrace her. She would always wake up before she could say anything.

Kagome gently rubbed the sleep from her eyes then glanced at her alarm clock.

3:23 a.m...

Good thing she did not have any classes today since it was Thursday. She hesitantly grabbed her prescription bottle next to her clock on the bedside table and considered taking a Valium to help her sleep. She has had trouble staying asleep for awhile, but she was also aware of the tolerance that is gained if taken too frequently.

She shrugged and popped one in her mouth. I need more sleep. I can never fall asleep easily after waking up after dreams of him...

She set her alarm for 9:00 a.m. and reclined in her bed. She stared at the ceiling for who knows how long while the same questions that have haunted her for months and months. Who is that man? Is it just a creation by my subconscious? I wonder if this actually person exists..but what if he does?

She raked her memory yet again for anyone who she has meet that resembled her mystery man, but to no avail. She has never seen him in reality before.

After thirty minutes of question after question, her mind grew hazy from the mixture of fatigue and the effects of the Valium Soon thereafter she succumbed to the stages of sleep.

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The worst sound everyone hates to hear in the morning: the beeping of an alarm clock. Kagome shot up and slammed the button to silence the alarm with incredible speed for just awakening. She arched her back as she stood up and stretched her back.

Since she was free all day, she decided to call her best friend, Sango, to ask if she was interested in going to grab some coffee at Cafe Luna, which was their favorite.

Kagome grabbed her phone and dialed her number, waiting as the ringing went once...twice... and then a groggy "Hello?" answered.

"Sango! Wake up sister. We're going to get our morning cocaine at Cafe Luna." Kagome laughed lightly.

"Hmm, fine!" Sango giggled. "Even though you disturbed my wonderful dream I was having about a man..." She trailed off with a smirk. Kagome knew what she was insinuating.

"Well excuse me," She mused, "How does 9:45 sound? I gotta shower and get dressed and what not."

"Sounds like a plan. I'll see you then!" Sango dismissed the call with a click.

Kagome set her phone on her dresser and slowly stripped herself of her clothes and headed toward her bathroom inside her apartment. She turned the dial to hot and climbed in her shower. The water slid down her slim figure and left goosebumps all over her body. Thoughts of him suddenly attacked her mind. The man she felt such attraction to, yet she had no idea who he was. It was just the physical attraction. She repeats to herself again time after time.

After she finished her shower, she quickly dressed in her usual style: a pair of jeans with a plain, solid-colored shirt. She didn't care much for "fashion". She wore what she felt comfortable in. Not what others told her what was the social norm. She hadn't even worn make-up in over five years. She stopped when she was about sixteen years old because she realized how much it was a waste of money and mind. She didn't need it to feel pretty, despite the constant advertisements with women wearing ridiculous amounts of make-up with dark eye shadow around the eyes and whatever else that was coated on their faces. She believed everyone has their own opinion, but only if it your opinion because it was purely made by you. Not by the media, or what the "social norm" is expected of someone. Simplicity is what was Kagome. It was her.

At 9:40 she heard a knock on the door. Hm, Sango is early for once. She laughed to herself with a small shake of the head. She grabbed her phone, money, and house key and shoved them into her jean pockets and headed for the door.

"Reeaaadddyy?" Sango chimed in her usual, cheery voice.

"I'm surprised you're so early for once!" Kagome smiled and gave her a look.

"Pffft whatever. I'm not always late." She remarked. "Shall we go?" She held out her arm intending for Kagome to loop hers with Sango's.

"Mhm." Kagome beamed. She locked the door to her apartment and hooked arms with her best friend and headed downstairs to Sango's vehicle.

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Kagome stared down into her coffee, slowly spinning the spoon around and around. The Cafe held a calm atmosphere and was moderately quiet, which was why she loved coming here. It had a perfect lounge area to relax with a friend.

"Mmmm," Sango said curiously, "You seem a little distracted, Kagome. Tired? Have more sleeping troubles?" She inquired with concern.

"Oh.." She sighed. "Same old, same old." She smiled faintly. "Don't worry though."

"You can't tell me not to worry. I can tell how much it has been affecting your daily life, Kagome. I don't understand how you can act so tough as if nothing is wrong at all." Her friend gave a defeated sigh. "I wish I could help."

"Sango, it is completely out of your control. Don't be ashamed you can't help. I must have a little psychological disturbance or something." She looked to the ground nervously. She hadn't told her friend about the dreams she has been experiencing. For some reason, it was like a huge secret.

"Have you been to a doctor, therapist?" Sango's eyes were filled with concern.

Kagome nodded. "Just my doctor. I have pills to help me sleep."

"Has that helped?"

"Yes, on most occasions. C'mon lets talk about something else." She was desperate to evade any of her further probing. She detests when people worry about her. Knowing she is the cause of someone else's worry makes Kagome guilty and upset. Most of her feelings are kept well hidden under her mask. "What's up with you nowadays?"

"Hmm well. I have my eyes on someone." She gave a little wink. "He is totally into me, but I like to play a game of hard to get." She giggled mischievously.

"What's the name of your little someone? What's he like?" Kagome sighed internally, thankful the conversation has converted.

Just as Sango was going on and on about their encounters and details about her man, the bell went off signaling a customer has walked in. Kagome glanced over for a look and froze, unable to move her eyes away.

There, dressed in jeans and a black shirt, was a man who resembled him. Long silver hair... but she didn't catch the color of his eyes or a good look at his face. She needed to see it, but he was facing the opposite way, looking at the menu at the counter.

Sango didn't notice she wasn't paying any attention until Kagome suddenly stood up. Her body was moving on its own accord. She wasn't even questioning it or giving ant second thoughts. She was in a daze and couldn't help it. She walked right up to him and abruptly pulled the sleeve of his shirt to make him face her.

Kagome was frozen in shock as she saw two piercing, golden eyes looking down at her with an intense stare that held her captive.

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