<strong>Yume</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ui9yJl9tcCRdjWh9PLZSWCxpcqQ8-_WbC5HTMPn_FVI/edit)<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Yume_Zenith.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Sakura_post_transfiguration.jpg)</div><br/>Sakura had worn only a lacey white thong panty when she snuggled up in bed with the other two girls.<br/><br/>in the night, her nipples went stiff.  She writhed in her sleep, arching her back, thrusting her breasts towards the heavens.<br/><br/>Finaly, she rose and slipped into blue silk bloomers and a matching mini-kimono.  Opening the window, she sprang out and danced off throught eh streets of An Teng in seach of the source of the beautiful music.<br/><br/>When she met the flutist's eyes, she stared yeanringly at the yong man who made such beautiful music.  She danced and swayed in time to his tune, savoring it in pure joy, then...<br/><br/>Her raven tresses were the firt to be caught up in the magical wind of the jar.  Sakura shrieked in fear and anger as the spell was broken.  She grabbed for a post and clung too it as the magic grew, pulling her feet off of the ground!  The elemental girl clung desperately to the post.  Heartufire blue eyes narrowed as she recognized the artifact.  She clung to the post for a moment, long, then knew she had only one chance.  The raven haried girl desperately let go with one hand twisted her wrist.  A burning kunai leaped from her sleeve, ready to hurl.<br/><br/>Sakura shrieked as her free hand dropped, she hurled the knife even as she hurtled towards the jar and was sucked within.<br/><br/>Sakura landed in the magical prison, whimpering.<br/><br/>she wondered if she'd managed to bloody the man who'd captured her.<br/><br/>Or perhaps--when Yume came seeking her--her friend and mistress would find it embeded in the back wall of the chamber.<br/><br/>Or maybe it had been a truly futile gesture, the meanignliess loss fo a kunai.<br/><br/>"It doesn't matter," she whispered.  "Yume will come for me.  Yume will find me.  We'll be together again.  Whoever it was that did this?  They're doomed.<br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/>it wasn't too strange a thing for Sakura to be gone in the morning.  Yume's first thought upon waking with only one girl in her bed, when there'd originaly been two, was that she expected her friend to enter at any moment, wearing a fetishy maid costume and carrying breakfast on a tray.<br/><br/>Something was wrong, though.<br/><br/>The buxom giantess slipped otu of bed.  A cool breeze ruffled her rosey tresses.  The redhead pulled her white blouse over her generous bust and passed to the window to look out it.<br/><br/>"Sakura wouldn't leave the window open," she whispered.  "Even if she went out for a midnight roof run, she'd close ti from the otuside, even lock it, and open again when she returned."<br/><br/>The redhead crossed ot the bed and touched Canticle on the shoulder.  The raven haired girl moaned softly as she woke.  Sitting up and looking around, the sheet slid down Canticle's chest to bare her pert little breasts.  "What is it?"<br/><br/>"Sakura's missing."