InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ From Tokyo to Metro City ❯ Leaving On A Jet Plane ( Chapter 2 )

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A/N: In this chapter, Naraku finds someone new to terrorize on the flight back to Metro City. Like I said before, this is supposed to be funny. It will get darker and more devious later. At first, Naraku has to make everyone think he is on their side. The insanity continues…

 

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. But if I did, the possibilities are endless.

 

Chapter 2: Leaving on a Jet Plane

 

“You know, Shredder?” Naraku's voice purred as he sat in the seat behind him on Shredder's personal jet. They were three hours out of Tokyo. That meant they were about ten hours from home. “I never would have dreamed that someone like you would travel in such style.”

 

Shredder eyed the man behind him and climbed from his seat without a sound. Shredder moved to the seat behind Naraku. The compliment or insult, whatever it was, didn't even warrant Shredder's reaction.

 

The action was not lost on Naraku. His red eyes narrowed. He didn't like to be ignored. “What was the motivation behind that?”

 

“Honestly?”

 

“Of course, I can smell lies, Saki-san.” Naraku was taunting him the way the turtles did.

 

“I'd much rather have you in front of me than behind me.” Shredder stared at him.

 

“Ah, my tentacles.” Naraku mused. “I told you not to worry. I have no intention on using them on you.”

 

“Thank God for small miracles.” Shredder said. The tentacles weren't his only reason, but he didn't want to go into detail, and Naraku didn't ask.

 

Naraku looked up as two women he hadn't seen before walked from where he could smell coffee coming from. One was short, blond, and dressed like a flight attendant. Albeit a flight attendant from a porn movie, but a flight attendant nonetheless. Her skirt was very short, her top very tight with cleavage pouring from it. She walked on a pair of three inch, ice pick heels.

 

The woman behind her had long brown hair, highlighted with blond streaks, but low lighted with darker brown color. She had the face of a young Cindy Crawford, and a body like Kelly Clarkson. Her eyes were the color of milk chocolate. Naraku tried not to gape. His ideal woman had just appeared in front of him. She was clad in a pair of khaki pants and a tight pink tee shirt that said, “I'll try being nicer, if you try being smarter” on the front of it.

 

She walked to the back of the plane and sat in the seat across the aisle from Shredder, as the flight attendant took the orders of the people at the front of the plane.

 

“Hey Shred, what's up?” She asked him.

 

Naraku, having almost no control, spun in his seat, and turned to look at them both. He stared at his dream woman openly.

 

“If you're going to sit there and leer at me for the next half a day, at least tell me your name.” The woman smirked at Naraku.

 

The shock was on his face for a second before he blinked, leaving his calculating and somewhat charming look on his face. He stood up and forced her into the window seat, or he would have sat on her lap. He took her hand and brought the back of it to his lips. “Some call me, Nick Sato,” he said.

 

“Oh yeah? Well some people call me, Logan Walker. What do the other people call you?”

 

“Others call me Naraku.” He watched the shock on her face.

 

“Very funny.” She laughed.

 

“What's so funny?” Naraku hissed at her.

 

Logan's laughter died instantly. “He's joking, right?”

 

“I wish he was.” Shredder mumbled.

 

“Can I get you anything, Mr. Saki?” The flight attendant asked.

 

“Get me a bottle of Excedrin Migraine and a bottle of Pepsi. A two liter of Pepsi, please Chrissy?”

 

“Okay.” She turned to Naraku and Logan. “What for you Lo?”

 

“Some orange pop and a bag of pretzels for now. Thanks Chris.” She smiled at her friend.

 

She looked at the gorgeous Japanese man next to Logan. “What for you, Mr.?”

 

“Chrissy, this is Nick Sato.” Shredder flicked his hand toward Naraku.

 

“Some people call me that.” He began.

 

“Oh for the love of Christ,” Shredder said, rolling his eyes.

 

“And others call me Naraku.” He added after a dramatic pause.

 

“Like the guy from the anime?”

 

“You've heard of me. I'm very flattered.” Naraku said. “Can I have a bottle of tequila, a bag of pixie sticks, and a pack of Oreo cookies.”

 

Shredder instantly had an image of Naraku, drunk and on a sugar high, storming the cockpit causing the plane to crash on an uncharted desert island. Everyone was dead except for the two of them. “No!” He shouted. “No alcohol! Give him something else!”

 

Naraku pouted, but replied, “Mountain Dew.”

 

Shredder wasn't sure if it was good to allow him that much sugar and caffeine. It couldn't possibly be worse than alcohol could it?

 

What the hell did you feed a super villain with extreme demonic powers, anyway?

 

“You're kind of crowding me. Can you please move?” Logan pulled a notebook from her book bag.

 

“You never know where I will go next.” He vanished then appeared in front of his incarnation, Kagura.

 

Her hot pink eyes glanced up at him for a second, before she rolled them, and focused back at the lap top computer screen she was playing Wheel of Fortune on.

 

“Are you enjoying your trip, Kagura?” Naraku crouched down next to her.

 

She didn't look over at him, knowing it would piss him off. “Of course master Naraku. I love long plane rides with things like those two.” She nodded toward Bebop and Rocksteady.

 

“Hey! We weren't doing nothing to you!” One of them shouted.

 

“Yeah!” The other yelled.

 

“If you would like, I could absorb you for the remainder of the trip, Kagura.” He purred, touching the side of her face.

 

She shook her head. “No! We just started getting along so well.”

 

Shredder's eyes closed as he sighed. What in the hell was he doing with this thing on his plane? Naraku was pure evil. From seeing the way he was portrayed in the cartoon you would think that he was some collected evil genius.

 

He might be an evil genius, but did he really have to be so fucking crazy?

 

Well, Logan would tell him, to look on the bright side. Maybe Naraku would kill Krang. She was right! There was a silver lining to every cloud.

 

His eyes snapped open when he felt the air shifting in front of him. Naraku was nose to nose with him, with his tentacles flicking about. “Jesus Christ!” Shredder's head snapped back and connected with the side of the plane.

 

Naraku laughed at the human's fear and pain.

 

Shredder batted one away as it came too close. “Get those fucking things away from me!”

 

Logan squealed as the tentacles waved in her seat. She jumped over the seat in front of her to get away from them.

 

Naraku was intoxicated by the human's fear and this human man didn't look too bad. It was a shame that his tastes didn't run toward men. His tentacles vanished as he flopped into the seat next to Shredder. “Tell me, Saki-san. Why didn't you wear your other outfit?”

 

Shredder nearly snorted, but he looked at the creature next to him, and knew he was serious. “You have no idea how hard it is to get through a metal detector with that thing on.” Shredder commented dryly as he reached for his bottle of water, and took a drink.

 

“Then how did you get those two through security?” Naraku was genuinely curious.

 

“A whole hell of a lot of money.”

 

!@#$%^&**&^%$#@!!@#$%^&**&^%$#@!

 

Logan's jaw hung open as she stared at Naraku. The whole idea of the Inuyasha story being true was totally insane, but Logan was very open minded. Besides, there was no way she could just explain away the man's slimy tentacles.

 

After several minutes of listening to his sniffing sounds, she looked over at him to see what he was doing.

 

The sight about floored her.

 

Naraku. One of the few villains she feared and truly despised was cutting with a credit card, then snorting up lines of pixie stick dust. When he finished with his last line, he threw his head back with a moan, flicking his long hair in Logan's face. She had learned that it did no good to move away from him, because he followed her wherever she went.

 

For a while she had sat with Shredder between them, but the squeals and cries of pleasure coming from the bathroom told Logan that he had more important things to do.

 

“Would you care to follow suit?”

 

Logan's head snapped back to face Naraku. “Excuse me?”

 

“I asked if you wanted to…”

 

She shook her head. “No thanks.”

 

Naraku sat back clearly frustrated.

 

“You know I never would have figured someone like you would be into sex enough to do it with a bunch of witnesses.”

 

“If that cartoon you are so fond of showed my true sexual escapades, it wouldn't be called the name it is, and I know for a fact that it would have to be sold in adult shops.”

 

Logan tried not to sneer at him as he purred the words. He was hot. She'd give him that much. But as hot as he was, there was something about him that made her skin crawl. “I'm going to try to get some sleep.” She crawled into the window seat and before he could move next to her, she threw her book bag between them. “Good night.”

 

Naraku glared at the woman, but decided that she wasn't important enough to kill for rejecting him.

 

He watched the goose bumps well up on her skin as she fell into a deep sleep. He shrugged out of his dark purple suit jacket and tossed it on her. A smirk reached his lips when she pulled it closer to her.

 

He unfastened the cuffs of his black silk dress shirt and reached up to loosen his gold and green tie. He rolled the shirt sleeves up his forearms, before he grabbed the black leather bag that contained his lap top computer. He pulled out his sunglasses and pushed them into his hair like a headband.

 

Naraku enjoyed this era much more than he did the era five hundred years ago. The technology, the living arrangements. Plus the fact that he had sensed no other demons, led him to the assumption that he was the only one. It was true that he worried about Kagome finding him and purifying him, but she alone wouldn't have the power to defeat him, once he regained his full strength.

 

Then, he would rule over the humans with an iron fist once he had the entire sacred jewel. He chuckled at the thought as he opened his computer, and popped in a DVD.

 

The evil smile remained on his face until his favorite movie began to play. He pulled on his headphones, and settled back to watch the movie as thoughts of world domination ran through his head.

 

!@#$%^&**&^%$#@!!@#$%^&**&^%$#@!

 

Shredder walked out of the bathroom to find the plane hadn't been torn to pieces and that no one had been killed. His eyes glued to Chrissy's back as she sautered up the aisle. She had taken his mind off Naraku for a good thirty minutes.

 

The plane was deceptively quite as Shredder looked around. Kagura was watching a movie of some kind and Bebop and Rocksteady were looking over the seat behind her to watch it as well. The creepy girl in white was sleeping with her head on the shoulder of the gothic looking teenage boy in black. He glanced into the seat in front of him to see Logan sleeping soundly, curled away from Naraku as much as possible. He doubted she knew that Naraku's jacket was her blanket. He knew Naraku was watching a movie and was curious as to what kind of depraved film someone like him would enjoy.

 

Naraku was totally enthralled with the movie. Shredder's mouth fell open as he stared at the screen. Naraku the evil, cruel, sadistic thing that he was, was watching The Princess Diaries 2.

 

Shredder fell back in his seat with a groan.

 

Naraku smirked as he listened to Shredder's movements. For an instant, his eyes glanced to the magazine that Logan had been reading.

 

He suddenly jerked it into his hand and stared at the cover. Instantly he vanished from his seat and appeared next to Shredder.

 

“Will you fucking stop that?” Shredder snapped.

 

“Read this.” Naraku thrust the magazine at Shredder.

 

“20 ways to enhance your pleasure.” His voice was dry and not amused.

 

“Not that you stupid human!” He hissed. “That!” He pointed at the picture of the man and the woman on it.

 

“Fifteen tips to enhance your sex life from the Western Lord and his Lady.” Shredder stared at Naraku. “So, what about it?”

 

“That's Sesshomaru and Kikyo.”

 

“No.” Shredder said slowly. “That is Skyler Van. He uses the Sesshomaru character as a gimic. He's a glam rock star. His wife is named Kikyo, but she's a lawyer. There was some big scandal over a stolen sex tape that they made. That's probably why they are on that magazine.”

 

“Where do they live?” Naraku suddenly asked.

 

“Metro City, why?” Shredder replied.

 

“Excellent.” He reminded Shredder of Montgomery Burns, before he appeared back in the seat he had been before.

 

Shredder didn't like the way Naraku was acting one bit. Hopefully he wasn't planning on killing the two humans.

 

Shredder found himself wondering one thing.

 

Would it really be that bad if the plane crashed in the middle of the Pacific Ocean?

 

At least then the innocent people of Metro City would be spared from Naraku.

 

!@#$%^&**&^%$#@!!@#$%^&**&^%$#@!

 

Next chapter: What Inuyasha and his gang have been doing. Plus, Naraku meets Krang, and the Turtles.