A/N: Hi everyone! I'm so so so sorry I didn't get to update until now! My parents decided they wanted to go up to Maine on my way to college, so we took a 2 day detour, but now I'm settled into college, and I couldn't love it more. I think I'll add one more chapter after this, and I'll try to do it ASAP so I can get working on my other (oneshot) stories I have in mind! As always, I appreciate any follows/favorites/review that you all give! Thanks for waiting, and I love you all!

Chapter 5

Inuyasha returned to his seat, triumphant. Phase 1 of his plan had commenced.

"Where've you been?" Miroku asked, looking over from the Tetris game he was still playing.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Inuyasha grinned smugly at his friend(friend? Enemy? Who knew).

Inuyasha was very proud of his plan. It had taken him nearly half an hour to devise, and he knew that there was no way it could go wrong. Well, unless— no. No way it could go wrong.

Had Kagome realized that it was he, Inuyasha, the sexiest man alive, who had generously covered her shivering body with his coat? Did she realize that it was he, Inuyasha, the hottest man of the year, who had blessed her forehead? She's a lucky girl, he thought to himself with a smirk.

He could see them together. They would make a good looking couple. He would provide the sexiness, she would bring the cuteness. Perfect. Inuyasha stretched out his legs and propped his arm behind his head. Now, all he needed was a dog at his feet and Kagome by his side, and he'd be the happiest man alive.

"What diddo?" Miroku asked again, leaning over to see what Inuyasha had on his tray table. Irritated, Inuyasha snatched something off of the flimsy table and stuffed it into his shirt pocket. Miroku blinked at him for a bit, studying.

"Where," Miroku asked slowly. "Is your jacket?"

"None of your business," Inuyasha huffed. He blushed.

"Aha!" Miroku crowed triumphantly. "Is this how you're going to get Kagome's number? By shoving your jacket on her? Oh, my friend, you have a lot to learn."

"A lot to learn?" Inuyasha cried indignantly. "Excuse me, monk, but I'm perfectly capable of getting a wench's number by myself—"

"I don't doubt you," Miroku calmly cut in. "But I also don't believe you, either. Look, first off, if you're trying to get a lovely lady's number, you have to call her by her name. Not 'woman' or 'wench' or whatever phrase you want to use. For example, if I were to ask Lady Sango for her telephone number, I would not call her 'wench' unless I had a death wish."

"Which you do," Inuyasha pointed out. "Sango seems like the kind of person who takes flirting too seriously."

"Hm," Miroku agreed. By the look on his face, he probably didn't know what he was agreeing to. His eyes were staring ahead of him, blank, glazed over. He had a stupid grin on his face— wait, was he drooling? Oh god, yes he was— and his cheeks were glowing red. A sugar deprived kid in a candy shop, Inuyasha mused.

And then Sango walked past them.

Inuyasha half expected Miroku to jump up right there and ask the flight attendant to bear his children, but the shell-shocked monk just stared at her as she passed.

"Aren't you going to ask her out?" Inuyasha asked once Sango was out of ear shot.

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you do it?"

"Then wasn't the right time. I have to wait for something… romantic."

Inuyasha scoffed.

"Good luck finding a 'romantic setting' on an airplane."

Kagome was awoken by a jolt in the plane.

"Ah!" she exclaimed as her head banged against something metallic. Rubbing her sore head, Kagome sat up and, realizing that something was falling off of her, reached out a hand and caught the falling object.

A jacket?

Then everything came back to her. He had walked to the back. He had kissed her –kissed her!- before leaving. It must've been Inuyasha; she could recognize his voice anywhere. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she clutched the jacket to her. A light blush grazed her cheeks. What a gentleman, Kagome thought. Despite his name-calling and overall rudeness, Kagome was starting to seriously consider the man as a potential lover. We would make pretty cute babies, she mused to herself. Giggling quietly, she turned her attention back to the jacket before she made more of a fool out of herself.

The jacket was definitely an expensive one. By the looks of it, it was brand new. Kagome could still see the shark creases running down the sleeves. It smelled really nice, too. Kagome held the jacket to her nose and took a long sniff. It reminded her of her father's jacket. Tears welled in her eyes. No, she told herself, get a grip! You will not cry on the job.

But one single rebellious tear slid from her eyes and dripped onto the jacket, leaving a splatter. Kagome sniffed and rubber her eyes. She missed her father a lot. They had been nearly best friends when he had passed away, and she still cried herself to sleep sometimes.

She sniffled again, and someone came barging through the curtain that separated the flight attendant's area from the rest of the plane.

"Kagome?"

She glanced up, and met a pair of concerned (and really sexy) amber eyes. He looked startled, as if he had just been woken up. Aw, she thought to herself, I think he woke up because I was upset! Aw.

"Are you okay?" Inuyasha asked. His voice wasn't as gruff anymore; it almost sounded as if he had a heart (haha) and cared for her.

"Yeah," Kagome responded, standing up and wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "I'm okay. Just thinking."

Inuyasha was wearing only a dress shirt and tie, now that he had given Kagome his jacket. Not that he (or Kagome) seemed to mind. The shirt showed off his muscular chest even more, and Kagome blushed at the sight of him. He's a god, Kagome thought.

He reached out his arms and wrapped himself around her. He was warm and oh, he smelled so good. She nearly swooned. This was just like how it was in the movies! The hot guy rescues the cute girl and they end up happily together, forever and ever. Ah, how she'd dreamed of having such an ending. She could stay in this embrace for the rest of her life.

"It's gonna be okay," he murmured into her ear.

His voice brought her back to reality. As if jolted by electricity, Kagome jerked back held out his jacket. What was she doing? She was working! No time for sexy passengers, she scolded herself. Get back to work!

"Thank you," she murmured, shaking the jacket a bit to draw his attention to it.

Inuyasha studied her for a minute, then pushed the jacket back to her. "You can keep it," Inuyasha said. He picked the jacket up and piled it neatly on her outstretched arms.

"What? No! I… I can't do that! This is your jacket. Please," Kagome insisted, "please take it back."

"I won't."

"Why not?"

"Because I want you to keep it."

"But I don't want to keep it!"

"Doesn't it smell nice?"

"Yes but- wait, what?"

Inuyasha smirked as another blush crept over Kagome's face. She said it smelled nice, Inuyasha though triumphantly. He could hear the blood rushing to her face every time she blushed; it was intoxicating. I could get used to hearing that, Inuyasha thought.

"So keep it," he insisted.

"I will not! This isn't even mine!"

"It is, now."

"I don't want to keep it!"

"But you will."

"You can't make me!"

"Yes, I can. I could just walk off this plane and never see you again, and you'd only have the jacket to remember me by."

"Ugh!" Kagome wanted to scream. This perfect man was so infuriating! He must've known that she wouldn't keep the jacket. How could he be so… so… agh!

Inuyasha only smirked at her some more. Oh, it was definitely worth seeing her get worked up. Her face got really red and she got a little crease on the inner side of her left eye… Oh boy, he thought to himself. I've fallen for her. Shit.

"I will not keep this," Kagome stated. She shoved the jacket back at Inuyasha, who declined again. "I won't!"

"I think you will."

"I promise, right here, right now, that I will do anything to give this jacket back to you!" Kagome ranted.

"Anything?"

Kagome blinked. She hadn't really meant anything. She was just ranting! Who took rants seriously? Was this guy stupid? She inwardly groaned and tried to paste a patient smile on her face.

"Well, not anything," she tried to explain.

"But you just said so," Inuyasha pointed out. He leaned against the wall, and Kagome got an immediate sensation of being trapped by a predator. Not that she minded; he was, after all, a very attractive, sexy, amazing predator… She could go on for days. She shook her head sharply and brought herself back to the present.

"Nothing illegal. No murders, no killing, no robbing. I won't bribe anyone, or do anything that goes against my morals," Kagome shot back.

"But other than that, you'll do anything?" Inuyasha countered.

"Pretty much. I stay true to my word, and I don't break promises," Kagome admitted. "I don't want to keep your jacket. I'd feel bad."

"So if I got off this plane, you'd follow?"

"Probably."

"Just 'probably'?"

"Fine. Yes, I will."

"If I ran away from you, would you chase?"

"Not that I can catch up, but I'll try my damn best," Kagome said, her arm getting tired of holding out the surprisingly heavy jacket.

"If I hide in the bathroom, will you go in after me?"

"Ew," Kagome muttered. "I'll just wait for you outside."

"What if there's another exit?"

"Oh, for the love of God, you know what? Fine! I give up. I—"

"Just one more question," Inuyasha begged (Whao! Begged?!).

Kagome glared at him. "Fine."

"If I go to a fancy restaurant and get a table for two, will you have dinner with me?"

"Yes. Now can I go— Wait, what? Did you just ask me out?"

There was a slight pause as Inuyasha studied the furiously blushing flight attendant in front of him. His heart skipped a beat as he watched her mouth open and close like a startled fish. He definitely wouldn't mind going out with her. Already, he could tell she was kind. And generous. And almost saint-like with her morals. Yes, she would contrast him greatly, and they would have a great time together. He was already looking forward to all the arguments and all the make-up sex they would have. Just the thought made him giddy.

"Yes."

She blinked at him.

"Oh. My. God."