This chapter will be dedicated to Michelle and to Darci and finally to Azil! I wanted to thank you guys for your reviews! Now… on with the chapter! (Oh! I'd also like to see if anyone would possibly create some fan art for this fic! I'm trying to print it all out and thought it'd be really interesting with some art!)

Sesshoumaru leaned his head against his hand, as he propped his arm up against the door. He looked over at Kagome lazily before looking back at the road. She'd been asleep for a while now and he was getting bored. Yes… bored. The yellow lines on the road could only interest a person for so long before they too blended in with all the rest of the bland. Sesshoumaru wasn't a man of many words, nor did he really like people who were, but if he didn't get some noise, of any kind, he was sure he was going to fall asleep. So… as childish as it was, he began to devise a plan of waking up Kagome. He had to go about this situation very delicately, for he figured she wasn't a very happy person when being woken up.

'What do I do?'

He really didn't want to wake her, because she was so… pleasant when she was asleep, but he figured if he wanted them both to live he'd have to make some sacrifices. So he sat in the drivers seat, blinking away exhaustion, trying as hard as his fogged mind would let him to come up with a plan. But as tired as he was, he couldn't come up with anything that wouldn't make it obvious that he was trying to wake her. So… against his better judgment, he picked up the empty styrofoam cup, that he had bought while filling up the car, and chucked it at her head. He decided, to himself, that he was allowed his childish moments. He didn't know if it had worked or not because he had quickly turned back to the road, fighting the smirk that was tugging viciously at his lips. He heard her intake of breath while she stretched and then the following smack of her lips as she set herself upright in the seat. He could feel her glare settle upon his form and tried his hardest not to look at her and give her his best smirk. He could already see her still tousled hair and her fiery blue eyes giving him an almost serious look.

"Did you throw something at me?"

He expected that question; just… not in the way she had said it. It was so, lazy, and slow, he wondered how she managed to get it out of her mouth at all. Her voice was slightly deeper, and had a bit of rust to it, as if it had not been used in a while. He felt himself answer her, although… he wasn't exactly sure why.

"Does it matter?"

He saw, from the corner of his eye, Kagome's mouth drop a touch. He let the smirk fall into place then.

"I can't believe this! I can't believe you would actually throw a cup at me!"

He heard her begin to laugh, and felt himself become… angry? Embarrassed? Maybe it was awkward… he didn't know. He didn't like the feeling though.

"Sesshoumaru…"

He debated with himself rather he should answer her or not. He decided to go with the not this time and stared at the road ahead of him. He heard her give a sigh of defeat and watched as she lowered her heard. He watched as her shoulders began to shake slightly and small indecipherable noises came floating from around her.

'She's still laughing at me…'

He watched as Kagome's eyes met his, and saw the happiness settle in her eyes. Happiness? He threw a cup at her and that made her happy? Strange girl…

"Sesshoumaru, I would have never thought you would do something like that. Why'd you do it?"

He contemplated saying to her,"Because I don't feel like dying right this moment." But decided against it. So instead, he let his usual indifferent mask slip in place and said, "I have my reasons…"

He heard his raven-haired passenger give an aggravated 'humph' and gave himself a mental pat on the back. She was so fun to antagonize, but of course, she'd never know this. She didn't deserve to know it, he decided, she had laughed at him. He wondered why he was acting so… not like him. He decided it was from lack of sleep. It had to be, because he was acting childish and had fun doing it. That was rule number 4 in the big book of Sesshoumaru. No having fun, except at the expense of others. So… technically, he was having fun because he hit her in the head right?

"How much longeruntil we get there?"

She sounded so much like a child in that moment, and looked that way too. She had her face pressed up against the glass looking at the surrounding area. He felt the smile form in his eyes as he stared at her fondly.

"Soon… soon."

Kagome smiled and put her face against the glass, her small delicate fingers cooling against the chilled glass. She smiled at the gentle sound of Sesshoumaru's smooth baritone, "Soon… soon."

She was so comfortable around Sesshoumaru. He wasn't like all the other guys in Japan. He was a gentleman, opening doors, not saying crude things, and such as that. He was… unreal. He was this intangible creature to stare at from afar and only to find once you came closer that he was a mirage.

Kagome turned from her position to look at him, and tilted her head, giving him that crazy lopsided smile. Her raven locks poured over her shoulder exposing her delicate neck. She sighed mentally at the creature in front of her. He didn't belong here. He was better suited for ancient times, the feudal ages. He was… unreal, a dream.

'He's a beautiful mirage, so this is as close as I'll get.'

It was decided, she wasn't getting close to him, just in case he decided to disappear. She shook her head and turned away. Why did good things happen come to her, only to have something bad go over it? Like… for example, she met Sesshoumaru, only to decide to not get close to him… it was stupid! Kagome gave an aggravated sigh and felt the urge to bang her head against the glass, but she figured that might look a little what's that word? Oh yeah, CRAZY! She smiled as she could only imagine the look Sesshoumaru would give her. One elegant eyebrow raised in question and a small smirk playing at his mouth.

'Stupid…'

Kagome looked over at Sesshoumaru who was looking at the road, his long hair covering his face, except for his eyes. Oh god his eyes. They were so… perfect. They were like the color of molten gold, yet sometimes were so cold. Kagome felt the swell that usually came with the effort of talking, but she didn't know what was about to come out.

"Beautiful…"

She watched in a frozen horror as Sesshoumaru turned his head and looked at her, more like stared really. She felt the heat in her cheeks and could only guess she was blushing as red as a tomato. She watched, as time seemed to slow down as he tilted his head and gave her a smile. Not a full-fledged blind you smile mind you, only the corners of his mouth were titled upwards, but it was beautiful. The entire effect was breathtaking and Kagome felt her breathing hitch. If that was not already enough, imagine her surprise when he reached over and gently tucked a piece of stray hair that she had not even noticed was there, gently behind her ear. The feather soft, almost phantom touches of his hand made her blood boil, and she felt her cheeks heat up again. She put her hands in her lap and looked at them.

She didn't want to blink; she felt if she did, the entire moment would be lost. And that just would not do. So she sat there and stared at her hands, trying her hardest not to allow herself to blink. But when the tears welled up in her eyes she had to blink, and the moment was lost. Sesshoumaru was staring at the road and she once again, was bored. So she leaned her head against the door and stared all around her. Her eyes quickly zeroed in on the offending object of previous times and smirked. She quickly glanced over to Sesshoumaru who had closed his eyes for a moment. Perfect timing…

'How reckless of him!'

She leaned back against the window and waited for the perfect time. About five minutes later she heard Sesshoumaru give an aggravated sigh at the traffic they were caught up in.

'This could either be my death, or the start of a good conversation… Oh god let's hope it's the second…'

Kagome reared back and threw it.

CHUNCK

She watched as Sesshoumaru stiffened, and gave her a look that clearly said, 'I can't believe you.' She laughed gently at the semi-stunned look on his face and gave him her lopsided grin. She waited until he smirked and nodded at her.

"Take that!"

It would seem, that revenge comes in the form of an empty Styrofoam cup.

Hey guys! Did ya'll like it? I hope so, because I think I'm getting another writer's block! Let's hope it passes by tom. Cause block or no you're getting another chapter (or at least part of one!) You know what to do! R&R!