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So far this trip has been boring; it has only been...oh about three hours. And we're still in Tokyo, Japan! Man, Toyko's traffic is some major shit. So much of a long wait, I don't see why we just didn't go by plane. But no-o, Izayoi just had to be one of the first to drive through the newly built long ass bridge they made. Beyond bored with myself and this family trip to Cali-for-nia.. Inuyasha's talking nonstop on his cell phone with that thing back at our freshly left house. Kanna decided to watch out the window as our fellow Asian people walked by. And Izayoi, well she doesn't need to do anything but concentrate as much as she can on the road in front of her. I decided to use my cell and estimate how long it would take us to arrive. 5478 miles (8815 km) from japan to Cali, eleven hours and fifty-four minute flight, about two and a half weeks driving straight through the bridge with no side stops around the built pacific shops. I hope we're driving full speed ahead and no stops. Don't care if you got to eat, piss, shit, shower, throw up...I don't care. You can wait it off for two and a half weeks... Yea, I think you can do that right? I mean if you don't eat or drink you won't have to piss, shit, or throw up. And if you don't piss, shit, or throw up on yourself there's no need for a shower... See all planned out. Nothing can go wrong now. Nothing...

30 mins. Later

So far so good, by the next light we'll be on the damned bridge.. Just a little while more and we'll be in.

"Mom." My head snapped back to the direction of that mutt Inuyasha. Oh and he had better not be asking for anything or to make any unneeded stops.

"Yes Sweetie." The woman's voice next to me rung out a little too nicely.

Inuyasha needs to shut the fuck up and let the lady drive before her footing slips and she presses on the acceleration and we crash into the passing cars. And all because she wasn't pay attention. Umm, yea not so willing to die in such a way. Not unless Inuyasha's going down to hell with me. Mwah-a-a-a! Why do I have to be so evil? Ha! My father asked me the same thing just weeks ago when we found out about our little migration.

" I have to go to the ba-th-ro-om." His last word seemed to come out slow to my mind as Inuyasha spoke, making it even more irritating. Glaring at him I heard Kanna, yawn in boredom and Izayoi sigh.

"Inuyasha honey, I think you can wait a while. We're almost to the bridge. Why didn't you go while we were at the house?" He snorted and crossed his hands over his little boy chest.

"I didn't have to go then, I just really have to go now. I mean what's a few minutes anyway?" I was just ten seconds from pouncing on him because knowing Izayoi, Inuyasha would get his way. But we all know that Izayoi is a fucking sucker when it comes to me; you know being her step child, emphasis on the "step" part. So instead of calling her the usual "Izayoi", or using "Step" before saying mom not: not that I ever call her anything but Izayoi but the point is that she would bow down to my every will if I refer to her as if she was my own mother. Hee-Hee! Bitch trying to take the place of my well and alive mother. What the fuck is wrong with her?

"Hey mom," Surprise! The car suddenly stopped in the middle of the intersection and dad almost crashed into us from behind.

I watched Izayoi's eyes pop out of their sockets as she slowly turned to look at me in disbelief. Kanna for once in the longest had a deep grin creased on her lips. Inuyasha's mouth had literally dropped to the floor and his eyes out of his skull like his mothers. Yea, she really doesn't get called "Mom" a lot, well not from me at least.

"Don't you think it'd be better to just continue the drive? We can just make one tiny little pit stop once we've gotten a good five miles onto the bridge." I finished with a polite smile on my face and her facial expression seemed to change from a shocked one to being overly emotional with tears streaming down her face. This was starting to get weird. I mean what the fuck? Why the hell was she crying?

"I'm pretty sure Inuyasha can hold it." I nonchalantly stated lowly as my eyebrow quirked itself as a reaction to her out burst. I stared at the hysterical woman next to me crying with a big smile on her face. She nodded her head dumbly and just about jumped out her seat to wrap her arms around me catching me in an unwanted hug. It was too unexpected; if I actually saw that coming I probably would have slightly moved back so she couldn't reach me.

"Of course!" She practically screamed with glee and I winced only because she was right next to my damned ear.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She backed away from me quickly back into her own personal space and out of mine in which she had violated.

"It's nothing mom," I gritted my teeth, she was just too annoying.

"But mom, I have to piss." Inuyasha piped up from the back seat; guess he realized what I was doing. Took him a long ass minute.

"Quiet Inuyasha, you can hold it for a while." She glared at him in the back seat, and then set her eyes back at me with a look that meant "What do I do now? What do you want me to do now Sesshomaru?"

"We should probably get a move on and stop holding up traffic." I looked away from the sucker and sat back in my seat. She was just too weak.

"Oh yes." And with that she turned back to the stirring wheel and continued to drive on, across the intersection on to the bridge.

"Dirty mother fucker." Inuyasha mumbled under his breath next to my ear angrily and my lips tugged upward.

"What was that Inuyasha?" I questioned innocently.

Izayoi looked back to Inuyasha in the rear view mirror. "I said nothing Sesshomaru." His eye twitched along with his ears as he sat back into his seat.

"Oh? I thought I heard you say something, must be my imagination." I closed my eyes laying my head back. A minute later he kicked the back of my seat, but I didn't move out of my comfortable position. I just smirked at his childish tantrum; he wasn't going to phase me. It was my victory after all.

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