A/N: I'm not sure how long I want this to go on, but I'll try not to drag it out too much :) Thanks to those who have reviewed, I really appreciate it! Anyway, here's chapter 4 :D I plan to have Chapter 5 out soon!

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Chapter 4

"Five more hours to go," Kagome muttered sleepily. She had been on her feet for the past hour, trying to help a passenger find his phone. Eventually, Kagome realized he had been holding it in his hand the entire time. It took so much self control to not strangle him. The embarrassed passenger, who introduced himself as Hojo, apologized profusely and offered to take her out to dinner. Kagome didn't accept the invitation. Not that he wasn't attractive or anything, with his warm eyes and black hair, it was just she'd never be able to take him seriously after the lost phone incident. That, and she had her mind set on a certain silver haired hanyou.

Sango had passed out on one of the tiny seats reserved for flight attendants. Her features were relaxed, and reminded Kagome of an angel. A beautiful angel with a tendency to harm others, but an angel nonetheless. Without the harsh stares and tired lines on her face, Sango seemed much younger, much more peaceful. Sango didn't really have that much time to relax. Between working as a flight attendant and acting as her brother's mother and father, Sango almost never slept. Maybe that's why Kagome and Sango got along so well: both women knew what it was like to sacrifice themselves for their family. Sango had taken up parental duties for her younger brother, Kohaku, when their parents had died in a car accident. Kagome had given up her dreams of becoming a doctor because once her father died, there wasn't enough money to go to college. Kagome sighed; this was certainly not the time to get sad and weepy. She had work to do. Not wanting to disturb her friend, who probably deserved the nap, and wanting to distract herself, Kagome decided to patrol the plane again.

The entire economy cabin seemed to have fallen asleep; even the naughtiest of kids had finally turned off their screens and were stretched out across their parents' laps. Smiling at one particular family, who were so twisted and jumbled that Kagome could barely tell whose limbs were whose, Kagome moved on to first class. Immediately, her eyes jumped to Inuyasha's seat.

As if he'd been caught doing something inappropriate, Inuyasha dropped his phone and gave her an innocent smile. Kagome blinked, and raised an eyebrow. He shook his head, and mouthed, "don't worry about it." Well, if he said so. She gave him her signature face, and glanced around the cabin. Everyone was still alive (she hoped so, anyway) and nobody was causing any trouble. Inuyasha had turned his attention away from her. She would've wanted to talk to him, to chat with him, get to know him a bit. Maybe even flirt a little, or even get his number. But he didn't seem interested at the moment and she was much too out of it, so she just retreated and went back to accompany the unconscious Sango.

This is the life, she thought bitterly to herself, as Sango's lifeless arm dangled in her face. Working nonstop, dealing with rude (attractive as hell, yes, but still undeniably rude) passengers, and watching Sango's arm swing back and forth like some kind of deranged grandfather clock. Not to mention the fact that she worked on a plane, when she got easily airsick. Why she chose this job when she could've had so many other choices, she had no idea. After her father had passed away, her family had needed money, and needed it fast. With her job as a flight attendant, Shikon no Tama airlines had promised her immediate pay, and even said they would pay her during training. Well, it wasn't like they lied... they just didn't pay her as much as she thought they would. But still, money was money, so she stayed. Plus, if she never took this job, she would've never met Sango. And Inuyasha...

She sighed again and leaned her head against the door.

This is the life. C'est la vie.

Inuyasha glanced over at Miroku, who was now playing some form of Tetris on the screen in front of him. It had been two hours since they made their bet, and neither man had done anything to win a phone number. Miroku had simply picked up his controller and started playing games. Inuyasha had tried to come up with a grand plan, but couldn't think of anything (what a surprise!).

She's probably a romantic, Inuyasha mused. Red roses, a bottle of wine, stuff like that. Except he didn't have any roses, and to ask Kagome for a bottle of wine only to present it to her later seemed kind of weird, even for Inuyasha. He debated whether to ask her on the plane, or when they landed. On the plane, he decided. Waiting until after they landed would make things rushed, and she might be busy dealing with more nosy passengers. Good choice, Inuyasha, he said to himself.

What if he went back there and got down on one knee? He'd bring a box and put a piece of paper in it that said "please give me your number" and pretend to- ha ha ha ha no. What was he thinking?! Inuyasha did not beg for a woman's number. "Keh," he muttered under his breath.

"Having issues thinking of what to do?" Miroku asked, pausing his game to look over at Inuyasha, an amused twinkle in his eye.

"You wish," Inuyasha retorted. "I've got everything planned out already."

"Really?" Miroku looked impressed. "I didn't know your brain could work that fast!"

"Ah, shut up you perv."

"It's okay to lose, Inuyasha, I've got everything planned out to. Though, I think my plan might be- wait, no- will be better than yours. I look forward to seeing your empty wallet!" With a good-natured laugh, Miroku turned back to his game.

Inuyasha seethed silently. What a dickhead. Now Inuyasha actually needed a plan. Unluckily for him, he was much too worked up to plan anything. Luckily for him, he had recently purchased an internet package.

"Pick up lines that won't get me slapped in the face," he muttered as he typed.

As the results slowly loaded, Inuyasha glanced towards the back of the plane. It had been hilarious to watch Kagome help the idiot search for his phone. Her face when he'd realized it had been in his hand the entire time? Absolutely priceless. He snickered to himself, then scrolled through the list of websites offering "pick-up lines that actually work!" He clicked on the first link that fully loaded.

My lips are skittles, wanna taste the rainbow?

Ugh. Inuyasha shuddered with disgust. These were so cheesy! He'd never get caught using one of these.

Are you from Tennessee? Cause you're the only ten I see!

If beauty were time, you'd be eternity!

If I had a dime for every time I saw someone as beautiful as you, I'd have ten cents!

Inuhasha rubbed his temples. These were giving him a headache. Not to mention the website itself gave Inuyasha the creeps… the advertisements on the side offered "sexy single ladies" and "Naraku's Weaponry Store" and "100% Natural Fertilizer" all at once. Coincidence? Maybe. He didn't want to find out.

On a scale of 1 to 10, you're a 9 and I'm the 1 you need!

Are your pants made of Windex? Cause I can practically see myself in them!

Can I read your shirt in braille?

At that exact moment, Kagome brushed aside the curtains and looked straight at him as she walked slowly down the aisle. Inuyasha dropped his phone abruptly, though his face will still red from reading the stupid (yet incredibly amusing) pick up lines. She lifted an eyebrow, and he shook his head. Don't ask, he mouthed to her, giving her a thumbs up and a grin. She gave him a face that said, if you say so, and checked around the rest of the cabin. Apparently everything seemed okay, so she turned around and disappeared again.

Inuyasha breathed a sigh of relief. He thought she was going to come over and interrogate him about what could possibly be so funny. Thank goodness she didn't show up. He turned back to his phone and read the next line.

Fuck me if I'm wrong, but we were about to make out, right?

Oh.

Ohh.

OHHHH.

An evil grin spread across Inuyasha's face. Oh yes. He'd found the right one. Now he just needed to find a time to use it.

By the time Sango woke up, it was time for another quick check of the cabins. Sango, a little guilty for having made Kagome do all the work, volunteered to make a thorough inspection through both cabins. Kagome didn't argue; she was just too tired.

"I'll just take a nap," she said.

"Go for it. I got this," Sango assured her. "You really deserve a break. Thanks for letting me sleep."

"Any time," Kagome mumbled, already losing consciousness. She curled up on the tiny seat in a failed attempt to protect herself against the cold airplane air. First the AC doesn't work, and now it works too much, Kagome complained to herself. Damn this plane. She shivered again as another freezing blast of air slammed into her bare arms. Damn this uniform too.

She didn't notice someone stepping into the back of the plane, but she did notice someone draping a jacket —a very warm jacket— onto her body.

"Good night," a voice whispered next to her ear. She felt the person drop a slight kiss on her forehead before leaving.

The jacket was heavy, but it was warm. Very warm. Clutching the jacket closer, she breathed in the scent. She nearly melted. It smelled of cologne, and something very masculine. Well, she thought to herself, she could get used to this.

She didn't think about why Inuyasha came all the way back here to drop off his coat. She didn't think about why he had kissed her on the forehead before leaving. All she knew, was that the coat was warm, she was comfortable, and she was tired.