Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Okay, okay I got it! I'm not going to be discontinuing anything! I can't even fathom how excited I am about that. Though I have no idea why…

Anyway! I'd just like to thank everyone that made this chapter possiblè! (Yes, that does say "pos-e-blay".)

The Reviewers:
Krazygirl140 (You actually threatened me… That's why I'm writing on this story first! Haha)

ShadowintheDark

MadeNew
Inuyasha's Lover12

The Adders:
CherryBlossemPrincess
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Most reviewers are on both lists… but I'm sparing space here people! Thank you to every person that gave me a nudge or even slapped me in the back of the head!

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Guilt coiled up in Inuyasha's chest. Just as soon as they decided to act decently towards each other, he goes and runs his mouth. Kami, what an idiotic move on his part. Although he hated to admit it, he liked being able to take to Kagome without them tossing insults at one another.

His jaw clenched when he found her curled up on the couch with her sketchbook resting on her knees. Since before he could remember she had always drawn whenever she couldn't figure out what else to do. Usually after they fought or something, she'd go off somewhere and doodle… If he ever found her she'd get some condescending remarks from him… Once he even caught her drawing a picture of him. He had a spoon in his eye and was on fire…

Yeah, let's just say that that particular argument was a bit more heated than others.

Parking himself on the opposite side of the couch, he crossed his arms instinctively. Kagome didn't even take note of his existence. Her pencil just kept gliding across the paper like he hadn't even walked into the room. This was definitely getting on his nerves. Her silence was simply unnerving! And bizarre aloofness of her attitude made him fidget.

What was her deal? Maybe she'd decided to loathe him again. He wouldn't be surprised if she did. Hell, he actually expected it. They agreed to not be so quarrelsome a few days ago and now look what he's done. This entire evening was going to combust in his face… he was certain of that fact.

Without a first thought, he impulsively reached over and yanked her sketchbook of her lap. She had been staring at it for a while and when it was suddenly absent she glowered at him. "Hey!"

He just brushed her death-looks off and turned the book every which way, trying to figure out what she'd drawn. His nose crinkled in confusion and he couldn't help but notice that both of their voices had reached that level of abhorrence once again. "What is this supposed to be?"

"That's the point." She huffed and snatched her sketchbook back. "You're not supposed to understand it."

"Keh, right." He scoffed. "Probably something that looked right in your warped mind but ends up looking like vomit on paper."

Flipping the page, Kagome scribbled something fiercely onto it and held up the text to her adversary. 'Bite me, Dogboy.'

Inuyasha looked stunned as she smirked. "You insolent wench." He muttered, receiving another death-glare from her.

"Do you even know what 'insolent' means?" She mused. When he didn't reply to her inquiry she snickered. "I thought so…"

"Well excuse me, princess." He sneered. "Most people don't read the dictionary for kicks."

A somewhat patronizing chuckle came from her throat. "I could swear that you've said that to me before." He huffed, but didn't say anything; knowing she was right. She quirked an antagonizing brow as her smirk grew. "Running out of slurs, Dogboy?"

His eyes rolled, "In your sick fantasies. I could be as offensive as I want to but with your petty remarks… I just don't see the need."

"What a vocabulary!" Kagome gasped and brought a hand to her gaping jaw. That little exclamation drowned the entire room in sarcasm. "Looks like you need to rethink your categorizing of yourself as 'Most People'."

He stopped for a moment, with his mouth open to say something. "… What?"

She gave a frustrated sigh and went back to her book… not before making an 'over your head' gesture with her hand. "Looks like I'm going to have to tone down my normal way of speaking…"

"Stop babbling. No one's listening." He retorted, puffing a stray patch of bangs from his eyes. Her grasp on the pencil visibly grew stronger after his comment.

An awkward silence ensued for a few minutes. The only sound in the room was Kagome's pencil on paper and Inuyasha's random huffs of irritancy. In the middle of things, Izayoi and Kira strode in, amused looks across both the mothers' features. "Are you two getting along alright in here?" Izayoi chirped. The teens mumbled something incoherent and silently glared at the floor.

Kira beamed at Izayoi, "Thank you for having us. We've had such a lovely time."

"Oh, anytime!" Izayoi smiled modestly. "We should do this again soon!"

Kagome and Inuyasha were about to retch at the pure, puffy, sitcom feel of the conversation.

"No, no!" Kira lightly wagged her finger at her friend. "You must come to our house first! How fair would it be if we never invited you over?"

The two laughed lightly and Izayoi nodded. "Okay. We'll plan."

Kira's eyes drifted to her daughter, "So, Kagome, are you ready?"

Kagome scribbled something onto a fresh page and ripped it out of the sketchbook. The now folded piece of paper was then shoved, unnoticeably, into Inuyasha's hand. "Sure." She answered while standing, a smile spread over her face. "Thank you for dinner, Izayoi. It was fantastic."

"Of course, dear." The older woman smiled and nodded her head.

Inuyasha looked down at the paper that found itself in his fist. The sound of the Higarashi's departure became fuzzy, and when his mother had returned to the kitchen to clean, he opened its folds.

The words written on the paper made him bite his tongue and cringe. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he read it over. There was no doubting that he screwed up this time.

The top of said paper was decorated with the first two words of the four-letter sentence, while the bottom held the last two: 'Our truce…'

'… is over.'

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Okay, a bit short but I just wanted to update to prove that I'm not dead.

Thank you again, everyone that bashed some sense into me… I really didn't want to discontinue this, but I had reached a point where it felt inevitable… but I digress. This isn't going to die on me!

-Yura