Disclaimer: I know people tire of hearing this, but I do not own InuYasha, its charaters or its events.

AN: Ok, ladies and gents. This is a filler, I'm working on and new entry, but it may take me a bit, since its going to take up a few chapters, and it tends to be a pretty significant part of the story, but I'm sure some of you are used to my updating almost daily at this point... (Yes I know some of you are repeat offenders XP, even if you don't want me to know). I also have some other things that I'm trying to do at this point, so that may put a small damper on the story for a bit, that and my trip to San Diego next week. If you would really like me to continue updating through my trip, please let me know, and I will work my hardest to do so for you. Thanks again for everyone who follows.


I had a dream last night. It was of Kohaku.

He stood there, covered in blood, and as I looked around for my friends. He swung his weapon towards me. Just as he did the day we were suppose to die. I was able to dodge before it hit me, but as I rolled out of the way I hit something. A body.

And as I looked around I was surrounded by bodies, but the bodies recognizable to me were those of my friends. I had rolled into InuYasha, Kagome-chan was lying close by, with her arm was out-stretched for InuYasha, but there was no life in her eyes. No color in her cheeks. I was quick to push myself away from InuYasha, only to find the same. Shippou and Kirara lay near Kagome-chan's feet, but as much as I looked I couldn't find Miroku.

Was he to live through this?

But as I looked up Kohaku had Miroku on his knees in front of him. Kohaku's arm was around Miroku's neck and the tip of his weapon was held to Miroku's neck as well. The look of fear and pain didn't suite him, it was something I've been trying with all my might to protect him from.

I heard him call my name... Miroku called my name as Kohaku applied pressure with the weapon.

And as I pushed myself off the ground, I heard my own voice call back to him, my feet moved my body towards him as I watched the blade drag across his throat.

My feet couldn't carry me fast enough. And as I dropped to the ground and pulled his now lifeless body into my arms, I could see Kohaku positioning himself to take my life as well. I could hear the chain as he threw the weapon towards me.

But I woke up before I could feel the pain.

Is this my future? Why can nobody tell me? But if I can't answer everyone else's questions, I can't expect my questions to be answered. I can't even answer the questions of the people I hold dearest to me at this time.

I must have called out Miroku's name in my sleep, just as I had dreamt. The fear in my voice forced me awake, because as I sat up, Kirara mew wearily, and everyone had their eyes on me. All of them awake and disoriented from the scream.

But Miroku's face, the pain I saw in his face last night will never leave me.

I must have been crying, though I couldn't tell, my body was so numb with fear that I couldn't even feel when Kagome-chan slid her arms around me to comfort me. I could only feel the pain radiating from Miroku's face.

Did I dream my future? Am I to die holding the man I love?

This fear will hold me until I can break the curse. This has happened to me before. I've dreamt of things happening in the future, it has always helped my ability to plan. But since Naraku came into my life, everything is so backwards.

I wonder if the others dream of this. Am I right for keeping this dream to myself? Am I?

Is this something that I can try and plan against, in order to avoid? Or is my fear just taking over and showing me things I never want to see.

Could this be Naraku's doing?

Until I know for sure, I want to keep my friends from this horrible dream. I will put on a facade that hopefully no one will see through.

Sango