SUMMARY:

Kagome-centered oneshots or drabbles…

(Sasuke Uchiha): They were best friends. He had known her since they were babies…That was why he knew he shouldn't be having these kinds of dreams about his friend. He knew he shouldn't. That didn't mean he was able to stop himself from doing so. Hormones...what a pain.

RATING: T

A SHOT OF INDULGENCE

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Wet Dreams

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15-year-old Kagome was running after her best friend, a dark-haired, dark-eyed jerkface. "Stop Sasuke. Stop." She huffed in exasperation when rather than slowing down, he only seemed to move even faster. Damn him. He knew she wasn't a ninja. He shouldn't expect her to run as fast as him. "Please, I need to talk to-"

She let out a surprised cry when her foot tangled into a root that uncurled above the ground; her necklace of the Shikon Jewel flew from her neck, the pink light glinting as it landed unceremoniously on the ground. She was trying to scramble unto her feet but paused when a pair of dark sandals suddenly appeared in front of her.

The dark-haired shinobi looked down at her, the expression in his face indistinguishable from his constantly bored countenance. "So clumsy," he said mildly, "here, I think you're looking for this." He opened his hand, revealing the jewel.

She grinned sheepishly, extending her hand out. Kagome took a sharp breath, turning crimson when Sasuke walked right in front of her and placed the necklace around her himself; he was so close that she could feel his hot breath tickle the nape of her neck. When their eyes meet – amused dark gray eyes on embarrassed cobalt orbs – her breath hitched and time appeared to slow down. Why was this happening? This was wrong! This was Sasuke, her best friend. She had known him since they were diapers. She had even taken baths with him when they were toddlers.

Yet that didn't prevent the sensation of electricity that was sparking along her skin. She blinked, unsure when she saw something heated behind Sasuke's eyes.

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"S-sasuke," Kagome breathed out, her body shuddering as he placed hot kisses down her bare body.

Sasuke propped himself on his elbows, his eyes half-lidded as he took in her form; her face was flushed and her lips were swollen from their earlier activities. He murmured her name huskily as his hands drifted down her sides. He reveled in the way her toned muscles quivered in the wake of his touch.

"P-please," she moaned out, throwing her head back on the pillows.

Sasuke gripped her thighs and placed it around his waist. He gritted his teeth, the crimson of his sharingan flashing when the woman beneath him tightened her legs, her feet digging into his back to force him closer.

"Kagome," he groaned out as he leaned forward and –

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Unaware of the internal turmoil happening within the smaller teen, Sasuke was facing his own internal dilemma. He had to clench his fists otherwise he knew he was going to give in to the desire to touch her and in this situation, that was the last thing he needed to do. Without saying anything, he turned around and stalked off, ignoring the hurt that flashed across her face.

"Sasuke, please."

The young Uchiha stiffened when Kagome rushed forward and tugged on his sleeve.

At least he wasn't running away again, she thought bitterly. She took a good look at him. Her eye twitched when he refused to meet her eyes. His jaw was clenched tight.

"Why won't you look at me?" She raised her arm to touch his cheek but he too a step back, effectively halting her movement. She lowered her arm awkwardly, a frown marring her face. "Tell me what I've done Sasuke…"

He gritted his teeth. The hurt that was so clearly etched in her voice washed over him, increasing his guilt even more.

"Sasuke, you're my best friend…why do you want to hurt me like this?"

"…I'm not trying to hurt you," he whispers. And he really wasn't. He would love to tell her what was bothering him, what was still bothering him. He wanted nothing more than to just go back to how it was but how could he face her, to look at her innocent eyes, when he couldn't stop himself from –

Sasuke shook his head.

Kagome looks at him, unsure if she heard him correctly.

His eyes darken as she moves closer to him. "I wasn't trying to hurt you," he repeats quietly.

"Then why have you been avoiding me? Whenever I've tried to find you, you always leave. And whenever I come over to your apartment, you never answer the door," she pouted, slightly angry, "and I know that you're there so don't even bother to tell me that you're not."

The Uchiha turned around quickly but not quickly enough to prevent Kagome from seeing a light blush sprinkle over his face.

"Sasuke?"

"I don't want to say it…It's too embarrassing," he fidgets nervously.

She cocked a brow, wondering what could make Uchiha Sasuke so flustered. "You know you can tell me anything Sasuke," she waits when he turns silent. "Does…it have something to do with me…?"

"Hn."

Translation: It has everything to do with you.

Kagome nodded, noting his reaction. "Okay…so it does have something to do with me..."

Sasuke sighed. "I-keep-on-having-these-dreams-about-you-and-I-want-them-to-stop-but-I-can't-and-now-I-can't-even-look-at-you." He muttered, the words melting into each other.

"Dreams?"

Sasuke coughed, pushing his hands in his pockets. "About you…"

"About me?"

She pointed at herself with a confused look on her face, completely bewildered with what was going on right now. Sasuke wasn't acting like himself; he was being unusually twitchy and now he was turning a light pink. What was going on with him?

"And…about me…" he added hesitantly.

"O-kay? And we're doing what exactly?"

The taller teen glared at her meaningfully, refusing to say it. This was bad enough as it was and he was not going to say it. No way.

Kagome furrowed her brow but Sasuke continued to stare at her until she suddenly realized it. "Ohhhh…okay. So you had one of those dreams…" She burned crimson at the thought. But that didn't stop her from finding it amusing that something like that could make Sasuke so flustered.

The young Uchiha let out an agitated breath, blowing a dark strand of hair away from his face.

Kagome coughed fully aware of the embarrassed tension radiating from him. "Soooo…um…is it just me or are there other people…uh-involved?"

"…Excuse me?"

She looked up at him innocently, despite the mischievous gleam in her eyes. "Well…have you ever dreamt about Sakura?"

His eyes widened. "Wha-?"

"Or Ino?"

Sasuke's face twists in disgust.

Kagome tilted her head, tapping her finger against her chin. "Maybe even Naruto?"

He bristles and his face turns red but for a whole different reason. "What the hell? What do you think I am? Some kind of pervert? Just because I dream about you does not mean I'm dreaming about everybody in Konoha!" He added indignantly.

She giggled, increasing his ire. "Hahaha. Don't ask me. You're the one that kissed him when we were at the Academy."

He sighed in resignation. "No, I haven't been dreaming about anyone else," maybe he would have felt less guilty if it had been anyone else, "It's just you. It's always been you." He added, a hint of frustration in his voice.

"So what does that mean?"

"What does what mean?"

"You know…do you like me?"

He glanced back at her. "You know I like you. You're my best friend."

She peered at him, her blue eyes deadly serious; the question added more awkwardness to the already awkward situation. "I mean, as more than a friend?"

Sasuke sighed – he was doing that a lot lately – completely mortified over the entire situation. He should have just continued to run to avoid this. He could just lie and ended the conversation there and then. Knowing Kagome, if he had told her that he only liked her as a friend, she would just let it go and attribute his dreams to hormones. But there was a look in her eyes that convinced him to tell the truth. "I've been having less than appropriate dreams of you for the past couple of weeks. What do you think?"

Kagome smiles, leaning back on the balls of her feet. She sighed over dramatically, lacing her arm over her head. "Well, that could just mean that you only like me for my body and not for what's inside." She grins playfully.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face before he shook his head, a faint smile playing on his face. "You don't have to worry about that." He pauses. He looked her up and down with masculine approval and grinned back. "Although the body isn't that bad to look at either."

She chuckled and punched his arm playfully. The raven-haired beauty leaned over and whispered, "By the way, I've liked you for a long time too."

"Of course you have."

"Tsk," she rolled her eyes but let out a small laugh. "So…when are you going to ask me out?"

Sasuke paused raising a brow.

"Oh come on. You can have sex dreams about me but you can't ask me out on a simple date?" She laughed again when Sasuke turned an unexpected light pink again. She was definitely going to have to imprint this into her memory because it wasn't everyday that the usual stiff and formal Sasuke would be so discomposed. She twined her arm around the crook of his elbow before heading towards his apartment. "Hey Sasuke, was I any good in your dream?" She snickered when he sputtered out in embarrassment.

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NEXT TIME:
Itachi Uchiha
"Desperate Promise"

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Yeah...so...I was in the middle of writing the fourth chapter of my other fic "Little White Lies" when this idea occurred to me...Hmm...so I'm just going to go and continue writing that chapter now.

This is my first time doing drabbles and oneshots and I'm happily taking any requests with prompts that you guys give me!

Anyways, if you have time and you want to tell me to stop procrastinating and go back to my other fic, you can go and review! Ha. Okay. Ta!

UPDATED: 06/28/2012:

I know I originally said that the rating will go up to M in the next chapter for Itachi but after reading over the next chapter for this story, I decided to go and uh...clean it up a little (Don't want to get banned here ^.^). So for now, the story is going to remain a T-rating.

Sorry if this disappoints anyone!