Disclaimer: For here on out, I DON'T OWN INUYASHA.

Pairing: Koga/Kagome Jakotsu/Inuyasha Shippo(OLDER)/Sango Kohaku/Sota maybe others

Rating: R

Genre: Romance/Humor/Angst

Warning: Language, Nudity, FOR THE LAST FRIGGIN TIME Shonen-ai, Lime

Beta: None

Summary: It all started out innocent enough, a comment by her mother's boyfriend. But it had gone wrong so quickly. A nudist resort. She couldn't believe it & when she runs into the resort owner's 'peeping tom' son she quickly decides to keep her clothes.

The Nudist Resort

SilverYoko

I have been getting a lot of angry e-mails about the Inuyasha/Jakotsu pairing, I could ignore the first three but now that it has reached to the point of being ridiculous and it's starting to piss me off. The reason it is in here is because I like the pairing(s) so act mature and stop sending me threatening/immature e-mails telling me how grossed out you are and that I'm a "sick overhaulted bitch from hell". This problem has occurred mainly on and if I get anymore I will pull it from here and stick to animespiral and freedom of speech, I wish I didn't have to resort to this but its gotten so bad now that I'm tired of being ripped into for something as small as Shonen-Ai.

Sango scared her. Period. The girl was terrifying when she wanted to be, and frightening at the least. She had done her damnedest to get her to speak. Not that she'd ever speak the reason why Koga was in the room. Which left her to admit that she felt some attraction for the male.

As for the asking if someone peed in the corner Sango had made the conclusion that Koga was more of a dog than she thought. She just let her believe that. She feared for Koga's life if Sango truly found out what had happened. On her bed no less.

She listened half heartedly as Sango retold her day, from the meeting with the "mysterious" red head (that Sango had more a liking to than she admitted) to the ordeal of getting their snacks.

She bit her lip, worrying it between her teeth. Sango had a knack for reading people and she tried harder to look like she was paying attention. Yet Sango still looked at her oddly now and then as she would repeat certain things and explain others. She felt bad for making Sango worry, she could see it poorly concealed behind her eyes. It was for the best though because no good would come of telling her anything, Sango would just worry and stress herself out. She did things like that all the time, Kagome found it oddly comforting but yet horribly taxing because she was always watching what she did and said for fear it'd hurt Sango in some way.

She hated that about her friends and she felt guilty for feeling it. They were always worrying about her and she felt pressured to be okay for them. She felt pressured to smile and to be her normal, giddy self. It was easy for her to play pretend when everyone wanted to be believe she was okay.

Her hands were folded on her lap as Sango asked her about her day. There wasn't much to tell her because she didn't feel like being made fun of for cleaning the room. So she retold her exciting day of sitting on the bed and being in agony because of her sunburn.

"I'm going to love to see it when it peels!"

"Ugh, don't remind me Sango! It's going to be so gross."

"Think of the tan you'll get though."

She made a face at the older girl, Sango knew very well that she didn't tan. She only burned and then kept her creamy complexion. Something most girls would kill for but it proved to be bothersome for her. She burned easily in the summer and took on a pale, sickly pallor in the winter. Sango, on the other hand, tanned very nicely and looked even better in the winter when she retained her tan because of how often she was out in the snow.

Sango sat grinning at her, her tongue poking out at her. Her joy was infectious as Kagome's lips split in a grin of her own. As much as Sango got on her nerves, as much as they fought, and as much as they argued Sango meant everything to her. She couldn't go without seeing her at least once every two days or she suffered withdraw. Sango had the same problem and had fun with blaming Kagome for her being so attached.

She valued Sango's opinion above all the others. Sango was far mature for her age and always thought everything out before giving her thoughts on something. She never lied to Kagome to spare her feelings, she was always honest about everything that concerned her. For that she was immensely grateful. She always went to Sango about the guy she liked, her school issues, and anything else that she figured Sango would be happy to give input on.

This was one thing that she couldn't tell Sango. She wanted to prove to herself that she could deal with this on her own. Sango had her own life, her own problems and Kagome had to prove to herself she could function without Sango. She had to realize that Sango wouldn't always be there for her because they each had their own life and their own way they wanted to go. It was hard for her to swallow, to tell herself that she needed to start going her own way and let Sango live her own life. She didn't want to hold Sango back anymore, in her relationships, her life, her goals. Anything.

Tears pricked behind her eyes as she batted her eyes absently. She tried to look anywhere but at Sango's face. She knew she'd start to cry then. She knew she'd cry when she and Sango had the talk about what to do with their lives. After they got home from this vacation college would start up and they were trying to make the most of the time they had together.

It was a wonder why people always thought they were lovers. They were the butt of so many rumors between the school's "popular" kids. Mainly because Sango and Kagome traveled in two different social groups so it was hard for people to believe they had been friends for as long as they had. Sango had gravitated more towards the athletic groups while Kagome had stayed with the kids she grew up with. She was neither popular nor unpopular. The raven haired teen was just in the middle of the social ladder.

"Come on Kag, there is great sun out now!"

Grinning widely at her friend the descendent of slayers wrapped her arm around Kagome's waist. There was something wrong with her friend, she knew that. She also knew that Kagome wasn't ready to talk about it. So she'd wait and do her best to uplift her friend's spirits.

Koga berated himself. He was so stupid. What had he been thinking doing that? The girl was obviously still smarting from her old relationship. He had been making such progress too! He was attracted to her obviously, what straight man wouldn't be? She wasn't too tall, or too short. Not too skinny or too curvy. She had a great complexion, milky white and just as smooth as it looked. Her lips were plump and red, perfectly shaped. Yet she was childish, immature and had a dependency problem on that girl Sango.

So why did she interest him so much?

Flopping down on his bed he let out a frustrated grunt. He was clad in boxer shorts now listening to the sounds of his mother bustle about the kitchen making food or some other treat. His arm was draped over his eyes, feet hanging over the edge of the bed. The carpet was fluffy beneath him as he ran his feet along it.

His lips tugged down in a frown. Jerking up off the bed he shakily ran a hand through his hair. Something was off about this Kagome girl; she seemed so fragile and so unstable. It was a like a puppy out in the rain. He needed to do something about it. Again he was reminded how fragile humans were, they were so emotional about everything. They always strived to perfect their lives or fix the past instead of moving past it and trying to improve their future.

This Kagome girl seemed to be the exact example of the flawed human. She was complicated though, something most humans aren't. Most humans are shallow and easy to read, the thing on their mind was usually comprised of the same things. Money was usually the biggest thing on their mind. Yet with Kagome it seemed to be that she was interested in the here and now, the tiniest things irritated her and she got over emotional but she was caring and had many different layers to her. He chalked it up to that his attraction was because she was different but yet the typical human.

He gnawed on a fingernail as he once again pictured the image of the not-so-perfect girl that had lain so beautifully beneath him. He could see how her hair was splayed behind her, her chest rising with each breath, the way her lips parted to draw in a breath or in a gasp. He gnawed harder on the fingernail.

If he was honest with himself he would say that he wouldn't mind waking up next to her each morning.

Lying on the beach with Sango had to be the most relaxing thing she had done in a long time. They didn't speak choosing to go for comfortable, aimable silence. This time she had remembered to keep sun screen on hand while Sango chided her for not being nude. She had already swallowed her pride and didn't think getting sun burnt on parts better left un-sun burnt was worth it to prove something to Sesshomaru and Koga.

"OW! Get off!"

The foot that had stepped on her stomach stole her breath as she curled upwards clutching her abused tummy. She glared through choppy bangs at the white haired teen. It was the boy from before. The one who was fighting with that girl. She bared her teeth at him as Sango beamed him with a spare blow up ball.

"Fool what are you doing? Do you not watch where you walk?"

She could see the fire in Sango's eyes and apparently this 'Inuyasha' saw it as well because he took a slight step back before realizing what he was doing.

"Women, you were two were in my way!"

As her breath returned she stuttered angrily, how dare he! They were here first and he had the audacity to say that his stepping on her was their fault? Her cheeks puffed out angrily as she hopped off the ground (a little too quickly as her vision swam and sun burnt body protested).

"Will you lean down for a minute?"

She smiled sweetly at him as he leaned forward. Then she boxed his ears.

A/N: Meh this chapter might be kinda pointless but I wanted to go into a little with their budding…errrr feelings?