Ahoyhoy! This is my first ever alternate universe InuYasha fan fiction, so please bear with any errors I make! Sorry if the format is confusing at first, but it will get better once the characters interact with each other more.PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW, as I am always steering towards improvement! Otherwise, please enjoy the story!
Prologue: Argument in the Airport
"All those passengers on Flight 546, en route to Tokyo please make your way to Gate 4B, that's all passengers on Flight 546 to Tokyo to Gate 4B. Thank you."
"Kagome, hurry up! We'll miss our flight!" Sango Watanabe shouted to her friend who was slowly trailing behind her in the crowds of the J.F.K. International Airport. They were already behind their schedule, after Kagome forgot to set the alarm the previous night.
Kagome Higurashi tried to catch up to her friend. "I'm coming! Could you slow down a little?" Sango slowed her pace to match Kagome's.
"Sorry, but I don't want to miss this flight. Otherwise, it'll be a whole week before we can get onto the next one," Sango explained. Kagome let out a small breath, and smiled.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. If only customs didn't take so long checking our bags. What do they not understand about girls liking to shop?" Kagome replied, Sango giving her a you-know-why-we're-late look. "Eh-heh…and if I had remembered to set the alarm clock. I'm really sorry about that,"
Sango shrugged, readjusting the bag on her shoulder. "Well, at least we made it this far, right?" Kagome nodded, as they continued to push their way through the crowds.
When the two friends finally reached their destination, they slumped down onto the seats, relieving their aching bodies of their seemingly heavy luggage. Both got their tickets out and ready, wanting to go home.
"Why do airports have to be so crowded?" InuYasha Takahashi complained to his companion, Miroku Narita. "We should've just taken the private jet. Then we wouldn't have to face this kind of hassle,"
Miroku sighed. It was the same thing every time they went into airports. They always seemed too crowded, or the tram service was too slow, or whatever InuYasha could find to complain about. Miroku didn't seem to mind, since he got to see a lot of pretty foreign girls here. Too bad his friend didn't feel the same.
"Now, if we took the private jet, it wouldn't be as much fun. You get served the finest champagne in the world in first class, instead of the weak stuff you have in any of your private jets," Miroku said, trying to cheer up his frustrated friend.
"Let me remind you who lets you drink the weak stuff, let alone let you fly on the jet," InuYasha replied. Miroku could only laugh.
They had spent a week in New York doing some international business for InuYasha's company, Bakuryuha Incorporate, which delt mainly with the production of software and electronics of the like. When InuYasha began talking business, Miroku usually tuned out: he was simply just the head of advertisement for the company. He knew nothing about stocks, revenue, and whatever InuYasha would babble about after a meeting.
"All those passengers on Flight 546, en route to Tokyo please make your way to Gate 4B, that's all passengers on Flight 546 to Tokyo to Gate 4B. Thank you."
"That would be our flight, Inu," Miroku said, following the signs that lead to Gate 4B. InuYasha did not reply, just continued making his way through the over-crowded airport of J.F.K. International.
"The soon we get back to Tokyo, the better," InuYasha said, as they waited for their flight to start boarding.
The call for their flight had been an hour ago. Kagome had begun to drift off, while Sango was flipping through the New York City tourism magazine they got at the beginning of the trip two weeks ago.
I wonder why they haven't boarded the plane yet…Kagome thought, as she sat up to relieve her neck from the pressure against the seat. She massaged it, looking over at the gate entrance, with a flight attendant rapidly typing at the computer.
"Sango, I'll be right back. I'm just going to see what's taking so long," Kagome told her friend, standing up. Sango nodded; she was too caught up in her magazine.
You can be such a bookworm sometimes, Sango, Kagome thought as she stretched her arms and made her way to the desk where the flight attendant was typing away. Kagome let out a huge yawn. I should've gone to bed earlier…
Sango and Kagome had decided over a month ago that they should go to New York for the shopping vacation of their lives. Sango was in desperate need of a break from work and Kagome had needed some time away from home due to some "emotional issues," she told some people. Sango was a full-time ER doctor, and Kagome was a full-time English teacher, so they rarely got time to themselves, or for their friends. It was hard to finally convince Sango to take the time off, however, but Kagome eventually got through to her. All she had to do was be dragged by Sango through a science museum. But, Kagome got her revenge by dragging her up and down almost every street of Manhattan into every store and boutique she could find.
Now it was time to go home. Kagome felt pretty glad, and despite her continuous yawning, she felt refreshed; ready to start anew.
InuYasha was fidgeting. Miroku knew this as "somebody better get their asses moving or else". They had been called to be at the gate almost an hour ago, and the flight was supposed to leave in ten minutes. Miroku gave up talking about all the touristy things they had the opportunity to do, but InuYasha just told him to stuff it. He didn't seem to care about those things, since he had the money to go do them again whenever he wanted. Despite his rough edges, InuYasha was still a nice guy.
Miroku and InuYasha met in university, both taking the business courses. They both came from rich families and enjoyed ripping off the public from time to time. They ended up being room mates in their second year of university. They had become partners of crime: InuYasha the prankster and Miroku the master mind. Now, Miroku worked along side InuYasha as a part of his company in advertising. Miroku knew InuYasha inside and out, there was no doubt about that, but sometimes he could get a little too far…
"That's it! I can't take it anymore!" InuYasha said in rage, bursting from his seat, cutting Miroku's thoughts off. "I'm going to see what's taking so damn long!"
Miroku just sat quietly. Better let him do what he wants than get in his way.
InuYasha stormed up to the desk, where a flight attendant was typing away rapidly. He adjusted his ball cap which covered his little white dog ears, and pulled down his dark designer sun glasses to hide his brilliant amber eyes. The hat and the glasses also cut the sound and light that filled the airport. Airports were always too loud, and too bright, InuYasha thought.
Kagome reached the desk. She hadn't noticed the young man coming from behind her. At least, until he shoved her off to the side.
"Hey, what's going on here? We were called to the gate almost an hour ago!" the man said angrily at the flight attendant. Kagome was too tired to put up with impatient people shoving her over.
"Excuse me, mister! It's called waiting in line!" she said. He turned to her. He had long silver hair, wearing dark sunglasses and a black baseball cap.
"I don't remember seeing you here, missy!" he retorted, "Now why don't you just go off and read a girly magazine or something," He turned back to the flight attendant.
Kagome couldn't take that. She grabbed him by the shoulder, turning him to face her. If looks could kill, this man would certainly be dead.
"Who do you think you are? Maybe you didn't 'see' me because you shoved me off to the side! And how dare you judge me based on stupid stereotypes!" Kagome shouted, preparing to punch him out any minute.
Sango noticed her friend in the quarrel with the silver-haired man at the desk. Kagome looked pretty angry, and decided it was time to intervene. This guy certainly had a death wish, to get Kagome that angry.
"What's the problem, Kagome?" Sango asked her friend, who was ready to blow up the entire airport.
Miroku looked up and saw his friend arguing with a rather attractive woman at the desk. He also noticed another very attractive woman at the scene. She seemed to have been acquainted with the girl InuYasha was arguing with. He sighed, putting down his magazine. Why can't you be a little nicer to women, InuYasha? And here I thought Kikyo was doing miracles…
He made his way to the desk. The flight attendant wasn't paying attention anymore: she would answer to whoever won the fight.
"Now, now, ladies, what seems to be the problem?" Miroku asked, being polite as possible.
"The problem is that you're buddy over here shoved me out of the way to get in line to speak to the attendant! And then he insulted me!" Kagome answered, trying not to throttle the jerk standing in front of her.
"As if! I didn't see ya standing here! And at least I'm not the one who grabbed me!" InuYasha yelled back.
"What? All I did was turn you around to face me! YOU'RE the one who SHOVED me over!"
"I didn't shove anybody! Now why don't you do us all a favour and get lost!"
"You get lost!"
"I was here first!"
"No you weren't!"
"Yes I was!"
"No you weren't!"
Miroku and Sango both lost it.
"QUIT IT!" they shouted in unison. InuYasha and Kagome looked in their direction, looking surprised that their fight was interrupted.
"Now, both of you calm down. You're only making yourselves look worse," Sango said. Miroku nodded.
"Yes. Now, I will ask the flight attendant what seems to be the problem," Miroku added, turning to the flight attendant, who tried to cover up her eavesdropping. "Miss, when do you expect us to be boarding our flight?" The flight attendant regained her stature.
"Well, the plane demonstrated failure to proper safety standards, so we were searching for a replacement, which took us longer than we expected. You should be able to board…oh, right now, actually," she replied. Miroku smiled.
"Thank you. Now, you two need to apologize to each other," Miroku added.
"What! There's no way I'm apologizing to that wench!" InuYasha yelled. Kagome gasped.
"And I'm not apologizing to this ignorant ass!" she replied, storming towards her luggage. Sango sighed, following.
Miroku simply sighed, and returned to his luggage. InuYasha followed, steaming.
That's too bad…they were so attractive too…Miroku thought, boarding the plane.
"Can you believe that guy! How dare he speak to me that way!" Kagome said, following Sango, who was boarding the plane. Sango just shrugged. It was safer to just make agreeable noises, and get over it. Soon, we'll be home…Sango thought, after she handed the flight attendant you're ticket, going through the tunnel towards the plane.
When the two pairings entered the plane, the flight attendant closed the gate. She waited two minutes. After the time went by, she picked up the receiver and made an announcement:
"All those passengers on Flight 546, en route to Tokyo, we regret to inform you that the flight has been cancelled due to technical difficulty. That's Flight 546, to Tokyo has been cancelled. Thank you."
She placed the receiver down, picking it up again, dialing a number.
"Kagura here…yes, he's boarded the plane…the monk too…only these two other girls which they got in an argument with…alright, I'll inform him right away,"
Kagura hung up the receiver. She hoped that all this trouble was worth the money she was promised. She picked up the phone again, and dialed.