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London calling

Disclaimer: I don't own inuyasha & co…. rub it in why don't you

Chapter 2: The new neighbors

Grrr: ok pplz here's the craptastic new chapter!!!

Inuyasha: damn right it's crappy; I'm not even in it yet!!!

Grrr: *grabs her giant sparkly baseball bat & looms menacingly over inuyasha * did I ask you inuyasha sweetie? NO!

Inuyasha: *gulps *

Grrr: *hits inuyasha over the head repeatedly with her big bat & looks down at the unconscious inuyasha *

Inuyasha: …………………………̷ 0;…

Grrr: *laughs nervously & tries to hide the bat behind her back * ok…um, yeah! Enjoy the chapter!

Before:

Mr. Higarashi just picked up the so called `meals' & handed them back to the stewardess "I don't care what the hell you were told to say, all I know is that my daughter & I are NOT eating these disgusting slabs of dead animal & I will be taking this up with the airline." Kagome just glared at the all too fake stewardess as her father echoed her thoughts. The nerve of these people! All I wanted was a nice salad, or maybe some tofu…but no, we get stuck on a stupid redneck airline, which only serves non-vegetarian meals! The ranting in her head went on like that for another four hours, she didn't even notice the sky turning black or her father falling asleep, but just as she was about to fall asleep she put in the other mix CD her friends had made for her & instead of the mind numbing death metal that had always coaxed her into sleep she was met by the familiar voices of her best friends screaming at her through her headphones `KAGOME!!!!' they all screamed in unison `WE KNOW YOU'RE TRYING TO GET TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW, WHY THE HELL ELSE WOULD WE BE SCREAMING?!?' she let out a small laugh at this & thought same old assholes as they stopped screaming & bacon's half voice came tumbling through the headphones `well, now that we've got your attention, we just wanted to let you know that, where ever you are, whoever you become, we will always be your friends….& now, without any further delays, we leave you to the dark depths of sleep & your favorite Guns `n Roses song…' his voice trailed off there, blending perfectly into the opening chords of `sweet child o mine'

Kagome let her tears fall freely now that no one else was awake & thought morosely what am I going to do without them! She cried herself to sleep that night, listening to the old death metal songs that she knew so well & as the first rays of sunlight fell through her window, waking her from a fitful sleep she knew that nothing would ever be the same.

~*~

Now:

The rays of sun, that had at first been so blinding soon dulled as more & more passengers awakened & soon only slightly less peppy stewards & stewardesses were bringing around carts of coffee & day old bagels that were slightly starting to resemble circular bricks Jesus tap-dancing Christ this airline must have `stop smiling for one second & you will be shot' tacked up in the employee bathrooms kagome thought coolly as a slightly hung over, & still smiling insanely steward handed her a cup of coffee & said that they'd be landing in London in about two hours. She smiled slightly, after a night of silently crying & only a few hours of wrestles sleep she was almost glad to be landing on solid ground…even if it was a completely new continent, at least she'd be able to get a decent vegetarian meal, & she wouldn't have to put up with the almost robotic flight attendants on this airline I am never letting dad choose the airline again. She thought bitterly, even the name of the second rate airline should've tipped her off, `Happy sky's' it sounded more like a fabric softener than a real airline. I guess I should wake dad she looked at her watch & cringed it's only 7:45 am in America…& it's Saturday…I never thought I'd live to see the day when I was the one telling HIM to wake his ass up.

She nudged her dad into semi-consciousness & offered him a cup of hot coffee, which in all reality tasted like one of the more disgruntled attendants had pissed in it. "Huh?" was his only answer to the question kagome had just repeated several times.

She cleared her throat & spoke directly into his ear this time "I said, do you want a cup of coffee?"

"Oh, yes, thank you" he accepted the paper cup of hot brown liquid & took a sip. The instant the liquid hit his tong he made a disgusted face & said, "jeez, I'm happy to know that what they save on preparing vegetarian meals they spend on the quality of the other food" every word that came from his mouth was absolutely dripping with sarcasm & kagome just had to laugh…she was seeing more & more of herself in her father every moment she spent with him & it was starting to become at least a little clear why he had wanted her & not Souta, Souta was more like their mother, whiney, high maintenance, high strung, no sense of humor at all…& a very low threshold of tolerance for kagome & all she stood for. Yeah, she could see why he wouldn't want Souta tagging along with him to England, he would've just whined the entire way & then complained about their living accommodations, whatever they were.

She was so lost in thought that she didn't notice the `please fasten your seatbelts' sign light up, or the strip of landing that the plain was circling, getting ever closer to the ground. "Kagome" came her father's voice through a random collection of thoughts…one including Mike Tyson facing off in a boxing match against his weight in ferrets (A/N: sorry, had to throw that in there) "huh?" she replied

"You better buckle your belt or I have a sneaking suspicion that we'll be stuck on this airplane until the end of time" her father said smiling

Kagome just laughed & said sarcastically "damn, you caught me, I was hoping we'd be able to stay on this shoddy airplane, on the airline from hell for ever" at that she buckled her seatbelt & watched as a stewardess served an obese man in a tweed jacket a hot cup of coffee just as the plane hit turbulence, needless to say, the obese man spilt hot coffee all over himself, jumped up & started screaming verbal abuse at the nearest stewardess. (A/N: Newton's third law of physics: serving coffee on an aircraft causes turbulence) the man's face turned from its original slightly sun burnt pink, to a bright cherry red & then to purple… it was amazing to kagome how mad one person could get over a hot cup of coffee, that didn't even taste semi-decent, spilt on an extremely ugly tweed jacket, that probably absorbed most of the liquid anyway.

5 minutes later the stewards & stewardesses had calmed the obese man down with a complementary bagel, which probably tasted worse than the coffee & they were in the final stages of landing. The rubber landing tires bounced several times on the tarmac before finally landing smoothly in front of a loading gate.

Mr. Higarashi jumped up & dragged kagome, who barely had time to grab her messenger bag, to the nearest door so they'd be the first ones out of the plane. The doors opened & they were pushed out in a wave of people, as eager as they to get off of the plane, a few seconds later they were standing in a crowd of people & kagome's dad yelled to her "c'mon! Lets go eat something before I call a taxi to take us to our new home!" kagome shouted "sure!" & they walked off to find a decent Chinese restaurant.

~*~

Meanwhile:

"HARRY! WEAK UP!" shouted Dudley as he bounced his humongous girth onto the foot of his cousin's bed, sending his skinny, gangly cousin, Harry, flying into the air.

"What, Dudley" Harry spat venomously as he landed hard in a pile of sheets on the floor.

"Mom says we're going to go meet our new neighbors in a few hours & I have to make sure you're ready, SO GET YOUR BONEY ASS OUTA BED!" Dudley finished, while commencing in his favorite sport, pounding the living shit outa Harry.

"'EY!" Harry shouted, "Quit it!"

"Or what?" Dudley replied snidely as he continued trying to pull Harry into a half nelson.

Harry sighed as he submitted to his tyrannical cousin, he knew struggling would only make it worse…& it wasn't like he could actually DO anything to stop him, he couldn't do magic outside of school & his cousin was far stronger than he would ever be.

Dudley seemed displeased that his target wasn't even trying to make him stop, so he soon got bored with this & went down stairs to watch TV.

Harry looked at the clock, it was almost 12:30 in the afternoon…it was amazing how long the dursleys had let him sleep. He only wished that they'd let him do this more often, I mean it's not like I've got much else to do he thought bitterly. Every last friend he had was off somewhere or another…Ron in America, visiting his cousins, Hermione off in Italy…studying ancient gargoyles or something like that & other than those two he really didn't have many friends…well at least friends that he kept in touch with when he wasn't in school, there were people like Nevel who'd be more than happy to write back & forth to him, he had even started a few to his godfather Sirius…before he remembered that Sirius had died the previous year…that was something he still hadn't come to terms with…the fact that he'd be stuck here, with the Dursleys, until his 18th birthday, without even a the glimmer of hope Sirius had always provided, was something he just could not accept.

He turned on his radio, got dressed & started his daily routine, making his bed, cleaning Headwig's cage & the rest of his tiny bedroom. Before he headed downstairs he decided to try something new, he snuck into his cousin's bathroom, liberated some hair-jell & returned to his own bathroom, he stared in the mirror for a long time, trying to decide weather this was a good idea or not fuck it he thought these baggy cloths already make me look like a shady person, so why not complete the look…& at least my hair will be outa my face. He squirted some hair-jell into his hand, grabbed a hank of his hair & started spiking it, leaving some random, stringy, bangs down in the front to hide his scar…it had been six years sense he found out how & why he got it but he had never really accepted it's place on his face.

He sauntered downstairs, pausing for a second to check his hair one last time in the mirror that was strategically placed at the bottom of the stairway so Mrs. Dursley could check her hair on her way out the door perfect he thought & smiled, his hair was, according to the dursleys when Dudley had worn it this way, neat & tidy…so unless Mr. Dursley wanted to be accused of holding a double standard -something he was always complaining about his boss doing- Harry was in no trouble…but he knew it would drive them absolutely insane!

Harry walked into the living room & sat down, completely ignoring his cousin's gasps & accusations of stealing his hair-jell, looking bored he turned around & said, "What are you talking about?" he paused for a second & laughed "oh, you mean my new dew? It's Elmer's glue, dries clear & washes out much easier then hair-jell" (A/N: ok, that's actually true, I have long hair & Elmer's glue works really well when your trying to spike it) Dudley looked dumbfounded for a moment, then, accepting his cousin's lie as the truth, settled back into his drooling stupor as the commercials ended & they resumed watching South park.

"Harry James Potter! What the hell have you done to your hair!" aunt Petunia screamed shrilly

Harry just looked at her blankly & said "what? You mean this," he pointed to the stringy spikes jutting from his head

"YEESSS" she screeched

"Well Dudley did it to his hair a while ago & even when he wore it to aunt myrtle's wedding you & uncle Vernon said it was the epitome of style & order so I figured it would be alright for me to wear it like this…unless you're holding a double standard?"

Mrs. Dursley went so insipid she could've passed for nearly-headless nick's long lost sister "what? I…um…that is to say…oh, alright, you may wear your ratty hair as you wish, but don't be getting any funny ideas about me or your uncle holding a double standard!" Mrs. Dursley walked off in a huff & the boys returned to the TV.

~*~

Meanwhile…

Kagome & her father were in a taxi cab, heading towards their new house, number 5 private drive, they had found a semi-decent restaurant & stuffed their faces until kagome felt like she was going to explode. Mr. Higarashi had hailed a taxi & given the driver the directions to the new house & kagome was on the verge of falling asleep right there in the literally stinking back seat of a strange car…but to her amazement, she couldn't care less, in fact, she had just stopped thinking all together, her old life was over, she was never going to see her friends again…& she couldn't care less, her home in California hadn't been that spectacular…& here she could make a new start, or at least avoid the cops for at least a few months until I can get settled… she thought & smiled, all the cops back in her old town had known her by name…or at least as Usumae's daughter. Besides she thought English accents are hot she smiled at this & returned to staring at the amazing landscape that was passing by…the fields, the lakes…the castles, the only other time she'd ever seen a real castle was when she & her friends used to go to Disney land & kick the guys in giant foam costumes…of course that didn't last long `cause they were soon blacklisted from `all Disney theme parks & or resorts' or so the lawyer representing Disney had said. Besides, these castles were real…not fiberglass, not plastic...stone, real stone & really huge, the one in Disney land looked like a one-story house compared to these monoliths.

"Kagome?"

"Yeah, dad?"

"I never asked you how you felt about this whole moving thing"

Kagome just laughed & said "it's a little late for that dad, we're already moved… & if you really wanted my input you would've told me more then two weeks before we were suppolsta move"

Her father just sighed & stared out the window as they crossed a bridge & entered Little Whinging.

A/N: ok, I know I said they'd meet the dursleys this chappie, but, unfortunately, I am lazy & the chapter is long enough as it is sooo…. REVIEW!!!! REVIEW!!!! REVIEW!!! Or I refuse to write any more. *sticks out her tong *