A/N: Okay, okay, okay. Yes, I know I promised you a fluff this time but the last chapter kind of threw me off. I was planning to end it a bit differently but my pencil wouldn't listen to my brain and decided to write something else. So now you guys are stuck with one of my shortest chapters yet and I'm uber sorry to the extreme. Another reason why this chapter is so short is because I'm experiencing a major case of writer's block on this fic and seriously debated whether I should continue writing this. Personally, those fic writers who stop their fic just because they're not getting reviews annoy the hell out of me, but I'm starting to see where they're coming from. Of course, I should be writing this story because I WANT to, because I enjoy it. That was the reason why I wrote this story in the first place but now it seems like I'm writing just for some reviews that'll give me an ego boost. Well, I don't know, I'm confusing myself, and boring you, so on with the story!!

Age of the White Dawn

Chapter 13: Term of Endearment

"Ow! Fuck!"

"Get her legs, get her legs!"

"Oomph, ouch! Arg, the wench gots a good right hook."

"That's not helping! Erk, there! Arms are pinned."

"Gr, shit! Okay, legs are out of the way too."

"Uh…do you think that erm—for lack of a better phrase—straddling her is really necessary?"

"Hey! She has plenty of fight for just a bitch out of school!"

"My, don't we sound proud?"

"Shut up. Aren't you supposed to be waking her up, or something?"

"Oh yeah. Kagomeee, Kagome! Okay, wake up girl," Sango coaxed softly, unlike the small slaps she was delivering to the semi-conscious girl's face.

"Yeah, c'mon, get up so you can tell us what's wrong," Inu Yasha's voice joined in, but at the risk of sounding too worried he added, "And no more hittin gme wench."

"Inu Yasha!"

"What?"

"She does have a name, you know. If she were up I don't think she'd appreciate being called wench."

"Feh. She doesn't mind, It's a—a—" he paused, and Kagome's eyes shot open just in time to witness his trademark smirk light up his features. "It's a term of endearment."

"AAH! Erg, ugh…who's endearing? What happened?" Kagome mumbled, bringing a hand up to her throbbing head.

"We were hoping you tell us."

She looked blearily up at Sango, "Wha do you mean?"

"You were driving the penuvoi a lot longer then possible, and all of a sudden you started spasming. It was kind of creepy, yours eyes flew open and we couldn't understand what you were saying…well, actually," Sango stopped to cast a sly look in Inu Yasha's direction, "Well you did say a certain person's name a couple of times."

The hanyou flushed and turned away, "Whatever, just tell us what the hell happened to you wench."

Kagome suddenly found two pairs of eyes looking to her expectantly. Chewing on her bottom lip, she attempted to look everywhere but at her two companions; she didn't feel like telling them about the nightmare she had, doing so would only cause her to relive it over again. Not only that, but her nightmare seemed suspiciously like a premonition and telling her friends of it would only confirm it.

Her eyes swept across the ceiling for the fifth time. Wait…ceiling? Looking around some more she made an interesting observation.

"Hey, why am I lying on the floor?" She tried to sit up and blushed as she made yet another interesting discovery,

"And why are you on top of me Inu Yasha?"

A slight, barely noticeable pink tinged his cheeks and he had the decency to look momentarily embarrassed. That out of character emotion soon passed and was replaced by a ponderous look. He studied her for a minute with an unnervingly thoughtful look in his eyes that slowly melted into an even more unnerving gleam of unholy mischief. With exaggerated slowness, he lowered his head until his lips were mere inches from her own, a lop-sided grin on his face.

A hectic flush darkened Kagome's cheeks (A/N: They seem to be doing a lot of blushing in this chapter…) as she stared up, wide-eyed and confused, into his eyes, "W-ell?"

"Well, it was the only way to stop you from flailing around and not get hurt at the same time."

"Y-you, you!"

"Yes?"

"Argh!" She pushed the smirking boy off her and stood up, brushing invisible specs of dirt off her skirt with as much dignity as she could muster. Inu yasha remained casusally sprawled on the floor, that same mischievous smirk on his face.

"Stop smiling, you jerk."

His smirk widened.

"Ugh, I can't believe you did that, you horrible jerk!" Her face was still quite red.

"What did you want me to say," he stood up and held his hands up defensively, "It was the truth."

"Yeah right," she scoffed, not thinking of the actually meaning of her words.

"Oh, you've totally seen through me," he clutched his cheeks in mock dismay, "The truth is that I've been wanting to make passionate love to you since the day we met in the bedroom. Oh, take me now." He held out his arms to her, his actions much more dramatic then his sarcastic tone of voice.

"Shut it, you know what I meant."

"Actually no, not really…"

"Sango," Kagome whined, "help me out here!"

"Hey don't drag me into this," the bendela said, her voice amused. She leaned, arms crossed, against the wall of the penuvoi, her dead pan expression portraying just how ridiculous she thought their argument was.

"What's wrong wench can't defend yourself?" Inu Yasah taunted.

"Not! That's not it, I-I-woah," Kagome's eyes suddenly became unfocused and she brought a hand partially up to her head, "I-I'd tell you," she tried again, "I'd tell you but the room is too busy spinning…" her voice trailed off as she began to slowly sway in place.

Inu Yasha and Sango exchanged confused looks.

"Kagome?"  Sango asked, concerned, "You okay?"

"Yeah, sure your not drunk, wench?"

"Oh yeah, I-I'm fine," she smiled reassuringly, just before collapsing backwards into Inu Yasha's arms. He scooped her up bridal style and looked down her face, his expression hidden by his bangs.

"Huh, what's up with her?" he snorted, the underlying concern in his casual tone not undetected.

 "I don't know, but don't worry. The penuvoi crashed close to a town. I can see a building out the window." Sango placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"It's the Snowy Pine Inn." He shook off her hand.

Looking vaguely surprised, and somewhat indignant, she shrugged and continued briskly,

"Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

She stepped though the wall and out of the penuvoi. Inu Yasha was about to follow suit when he felt Kagome stir in his arms.

"Mm, Inu Yasha, where are we going?" She asked, her voice soft and sleepy.

"I'm taking you to—no," he looked down at her in what appeared to be surprise. Quickly recovering, he averted his gazed and stepped out of the penuvoi,

"We are going to the Snowy Pine Inn."