Disclaimer: i do not own Inuyasha. I have no funny or witty remark about it..all the good ones were taken.:(

Dreamer Weaver

By Elbe..yay

chapter one

The arms of her lover wrapped around her in a way she had never before experienced, reaching her out- crying soul and comforting her there. Their lips met.. and the feelings brought forth were so new to her..all she could do was gasp in surprise. She tried to replay in her somewhat jumbled mind, how they had gotten into this predicament..but all she could remember was walking through the forest ..talking about random things. She pushed it out of her mind..how they had gotten this was not important..it was the here and now she should be concentrating on...and she would give it her full attention.

The kissing grew more intense, a tongue entered her mouth, playfully fighting for control with her tongue and she felt herself being pushed up against the nearest tree. The hands of her lover roamed her body..and instead of feeling violated..she felt wonderful. How long has she been waiting for this moment...months.. years..eternity? She felt her shirt gently being lifted off, and released all thoughts from her mind as the cool night air hit her skin, both delicious and refreshing. Her skirt fell to the dirt floor as she began to untie the garments of her partner, never breaking the soul- searching kiss. Soon they found themselves both naked.. or at least she was nearly naked.

Her lover's hand had found its way down to her breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. Then was at her waist and down to her thigh...stroking the soft skin there and lingered, teasing her. She allowed her legs to part..purely out of instinct, and to her surprise, the hand began to stroke the inside of her inner thigh, finally finding her most intimate spot. Stroking softly at first, then increasing slightly... like the hand had a will of its own. Finally breaking the kiss, she cried out and looking down into her lover's face, urging to continue... pleading with her eyes and seeing only love and tenderness there.

Just as quickly as the loving look appeared, it had given way to a brief but evil grin on the lips of the one she loved. The hand began to move at a faster pace. Reacting instinctively, she arched her back.. hitting the tree's rough bark, but she didn't care. She wanted to feel those hands all over her. Breathing heavily, she began to kiss her partner's neck, shoulders and lips again, not letting them have all the control or the pleasure. Just as she was about to release, the hand stopped and moved away. She reached to find her lover's mouth, to kiss in a form of sensual protest, but only found emptiness. Instead the mouth was now kissing down her neck resting at her breasts, the tongue teasing her nipples, first one, then the other. She made a few noises, signifying she enjoyed it, but wished the hand would continue where it had began.

As if her lover had read her thoughts, the hand found her and began to move again, stroking her slower and in a different pattern than before. At the first feelings of this slow, sweet torture, her head began to swim, her feet weren't touching the ground, she was flying, but was soon brought back to reality as the tongue of her beloved began to stroke her breasts at the same pace as the hand was stroking her down below. Thrusting her hips with each stroke, and feeling she could bear it no longer, she felt her self tense, and her release was evident to both of them. Panting, with glazed eyes, she looked down to see her lover's face. Sango looked up to her lover and smiled..

Kagome woke up scared. The sun shining in her face, she crawled out of her sleeping bag and sat on top of it. She brought her knees up to her chest and began to recall why she was so frightened. She remembered the dream very well, the feeling of Sango's hands all over her... and she had liked it. The passion, the waves of pleasure, the feelings of love and completeness... safety. Things she thought she felt when thinking about Inuyasha. She felt like she was going to vomit and broke out into a cold sweat. Laying back down on her sleeping bag, she tried to calm herself. She didn't love Sango ..like that..did she?! No of course not..it was just a freak thing. A silly dream that meant nothing. She tried to recall what might have triggered such an 'eventful dream.' Replaying last night..she had been talking to Sango, usual girl talk about the stupidity and cluelessness of men... thinking about Inuyasha..it was just a coincidence. Wasn't it? It had to be. She wished Inuyasha would touch her like that, and her mind had put Sango in his place by mistake. There was no way she was like THAT!

As quickly as those thoughts had come..feelings of doubts had washed over her. What if she did love Sango like that? What would everyone think? Her family, Sango, her friends? Her body reacting to her last thought, she sat up and looked around to her sleeping companions. Biting her nails contemplatively, and perhaps fighting a mental breakdown, she observed them: Miroku was sleeping, holding himself and smiling, but that was normal for him. He often had a smile on his face while he slept.

"Probably thinking about getting some poor girl to bear his heir..or the process of getting an heir," she thought with a forced internal chuckle.

She didn't bother looking for Inuyasha, she knew he was in the tree above them, a thought that had often comforted her, now made her nervous. She peered over on the other side of the tree, to where her best friend was sleeping. She loved Inuyahsa..didn't she? Ok well she didn't 'love' him, she'd never admit that to herself... but she knew she had feelings for him..and those were real. They had to be..but as she stared at her friend's sleeping figure..she had to come to terms with herself about how beautiful she was. Long, dark, flowing hair, full lips, always red like cherries, slim but voluptuous figure. Kagome watched her companions's chest move up and down, breathing very deeply, and began to blush thinking about it, but it wasn't a blush of lust, she admired Sango..almost envied her, how men always looked at her with hungry, wanting eyes. But SHE didn't love her..like that. Not like those men, not like Miroku. No, it was just not possible.

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ok well then. please read and review..if u want to..u don't have to..its purely optional. ok i'm lying u have to..review damnit! chap two should be up soon!