I dreamed about this story the other night, and im ocd, now I have to write and post it or I wont be able to get it out of my head.

It was winter time. The streets seem to be more busy during the winter. Snow is falling slow but steady, giving the street a bit of glitter. In the middle of the busy street were two women, they had locked arms and were trying to dodge other people who where in a hurry to get some place. They were laughing and talking, making their way, they wore long jackets, scarfs around their necks a beanie hats. The girls came to a black door upon a red brick building, this building had many shops. Above the door were two black letter MW, there were no windows. The girls walked in, laughing, the snow falling from their jackets as they took them off. They unwrapped their scarfs and took of their hats. The girls laughed as they laid there removed clothing and laid in on the high desk. The old man eyed them before grabbing and putting their things away.

The girl walked to the door way and looked around. The inside was the same as the out, red brick. There was a small black stage, and one wall had a black booth going all the way down it. The middle of the place had many tables with black tablecloth , with matching black chairs. On the tables were one single cream candle and on single white rose. There were paintings on the walls and the lights were calm, not to bright and not to dark.

"Lady's, make I take you to your table"

"You think you sly don't you Miroku" The taller of the two women said,

"Why Sango, will you not let me take you to a table?"

"Your table or mine?" She crossed her arms. The other girls slipped away, leaving the two to flirt. She found the table they sat at, another woman was already sitting.

"Kagome" The women sitting greeted, she didn't look at her, she sat smoking,

"Kikyo" Kagome stated as she sat down, you could tell they were not the best of friends.

"Uhg he gets on my nerves" Sango said as she sat down next to Kagome "Hello Kikyo"

"Hello" She stated back a little more friendly.

Soon the place was filled with talk. MW was a club and only a few people were allowed in, of course there was a day set aside for the puplic to come. The girls looked from their table to one other, a table that held Kikyo's mate, who seemed to have just won and hand of poker against Kouga, then there was Miroku, who was winking at every woman who walked in, of course it was harmless. That left two other men,

"I wonder why he comes" Kagome asked, looking at a man sitting in a chair, with his eyes closed,

"Maybe because he owns the place" Kikyo spoke, looking away from the guy,

"Yeah, but he hates being around his brother" Kagome spoke, also Turing away from them,

"Yeah and that other guy, Naraku, he just give me the creeps" Sango stated,

Sesshomaru and Naraku owned many clubs in town, yet this one seemed to be the one they hung out at.

"Tonight's wine is a white wine, its called winter, its cold and give a bit of a nip" The waiter stated as he sat down the girls wine glasses.

See the club was not what one would think, It was a place for drinking and music, hence the MW sign. The girls thanked the man and picked up their wine. Kagome loved the place, the wine was good and always held meaning to her.

After the night was over, Kagome said bye to her friends and sat out back into the snow busy streets. The street filled with people, some people who's lives would soon end, some people who's live were half full and some people, their lives, would soon be changing.

Kagome's life would soon change, unexpectedly, just when you think, just when your are not looking, for it to change, but deep down need it.