InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inuyasha:A Christmas Story ❯ plane rides and taxi cabs ( Chapter 3 )

K'yra (in black shirt, baggy black jeans w/lots of chains and many, many spikes in the forms of bracelets, a collar/choker, arm bands (some with spikes, some without) and a glove w/spikes on the knuckles): I regret to inform you that Inuyasha has died. This is my funeral outfit.

Inuyasha's voice coming from a heavy iron coffin: I'M NOT DEAD! LET ME OUT OF THIS KAMI'S SPENT HELL!!!

Kagome (sitting on top of coffin): I like this. It's a comfy seat.

Inuyasha: HELP!!!!!!! I CAN'T BREATHE!!!!!!!

Miroku (walking in through a door looking suspiciously like a dungeon door and looking around): Where's Inuyasha? On second thought, where are we?

K'yra: my basement. Well. The sub-basement, actually.

Sango: your parents let you have a dungeon in your sub-basement?

K'yra (smirking evilly): they don't even know that we have a sub-basement.

Kagome and Sango (raising eyebrows): I see

Miroku: what else don't they know about?

K'yra (in a serious voice): that I'm madly in love with you and want to bear your child and become your sex slave.

Kagome, Miroku, and Sango: WHAT?!?!?!?!?!

K'yra (laughing sadistically): just kidding. That was priceless, though. Oh, and, Kagome, if you don't want to get your butt bruised I suggest you get up now.

Kagome (hops off coffin, moving away quickly)

Inuyasha (throws the lid off the coffin and jumps out, Tessaiga in hand): I'M FREEEEE!!!!! (Charges at K'yra) DIE WENCH!!!!!!!!!

(Random mysterious hand grabs Inuyasha's arm, stopping him from delivering the blow.)

Inuyasha (confused): huh?

(Camera goes up the hand, then the arm, up to the shoulder, and finally, after one of those agonizingly slow view pans, reaches the face)

Sesshomaru (staring at Inuyasha with a bored look): don't do that

K'yra (like a little kid): SESSHI-KUN!!!!!!!!!! (Hugs him tightly)

Kagome: where's Jen?

Miroku: Who's Jen?

Kagome: the little demonic girl that brought Sesshomaru here the last two times

Jen: STOP CALLING ME JEN! IT'S NOT MY NAME!

K'yra (rolls her eyes): fine. From now on Jen is to be referred to by her first name, Arreyn

Sango (to Kagome): don't you know a boy named that?

Kagome: no, that's Aaron.

Sango: oh, okay

K'yra (leading Sesshomaru away-not that he seems very reluctant [hehe]): I don't own the show Inuyasha. I own all original characters. I don't own Arreyn, and if I said I did she would kill me. Ba-byes. Ja ne.

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Chapter Three:

Plane Rides and Taxi Cabs

Over the next two weeks Kagome and the Inu gang have somehow manage to get along enough that no one was dead, with the added bonus that they are able to get together everything that they will need for what has finally been agreed upon as a fifteen-day trip. Kagome's mom is able to snag them an overnight flight, one that happens to land on the new moon. That takes care of any appearance problems, especially since they will be arriving before dawn.

It is now the day of the flight and all they have to do was pack. Not that it's an overly large task. To avoid conflict, Kagome, Sota, and Mrs. Higurashi each take a kid from the feudal era to teach them how to pack a suitcase. (Mrs. Higurashi agrees to take both of the older boys.)

"This is actually kind of easy," Sango says as she folded a pair of silky black pajama bottoms that Kagome had helped her pick out. Kagome grins, agreeing despite her earlier whining.

"See, it's as simple as that," Sota says, wrestling the suitcase shut. Shippo stares at him like he's crazy. The suitcase is bigger than him and practically overflowing with clothes. The "formal" outfit that Kagome and Sango had gotten for him is on the bed beside the overly large bag.

"Umm, I don't think that's going to shut," Shippo says. Sota frowns at the bag.

"Why don't you sit on it? You're small, but you should weigh enough to keep it down," he said. Shippo shrugs and obliges him, sitting on the lid as Sota struggles with the zipper once more.

"So you see, you two, if you keep the clothes folded like this they won't wrinkle as much, and you'll be able to close the bag easily," Mrs. Higurashi says good naturedly, helping Inuyasha to fold a particularly stubborn button-down shirt.

"This is very simple," Miroku says. "I wonder why Kagome was complaining about it so much."

"Oh, it's just a kid thing," Mrs. Higurashi says with a smile.

"Done," seven voices chorus simultaneously as they finish zippering the bags. The packing, which has taken close to an hour, is finally done. Now it's time to go to the airport.

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The drive to the airport is a slow one, and Kagome must have flipped through twenty different radio stations at least a hundred times each before they arrived. By the time they do it is after sundown and Inuyasha's already human.

"Hurry up or we'll miss the flight!" Kagome cries. Inuyasha roll his eyes. She has been saying this since they left the shrine and it is starting to get really annoying. Nevertheless they hurry, quickly going to their gate and, putting their luggage in the hands of the airport people, say their goodbyes.

"You kids have fun," Mrs. Higurashi says. "And don't give Alexandria's brother a hard time. The poor thing has enough on his hands with that little sister of his."

"Don't worry, I'll keep the girls under control," Miroku tells her.

"And I'll keep you under control," Inuyasha adds sharply.

Final call for flight 119 to New York City, a voice calls over the loudspeaker.

"Oh, that's our flight!" Kagome exclaims.

"Wait!" Sota cries out, holding up the black box that he'd been carrying. It's about the size of four or five cds stacked on top of each other. "This is for Alexandria, for her birthday. I never got a chance to mail it."

"I'll make sure she gets it," Kagome assures the boy, taking it from him. They exchange quick good-byes before hurrying onto the plane.

"Why are we in this metal flying thing, again?" Miroku asks…. again… as they sat down.

"Because it's the quickest way to get to America, where Alexandria lives," Kagome answers…again.

Ladies and Gentlemen, if you would please put on your seatbelts, we are about to take off, the captain's voice floats over the loudspeaker. Along with the rest of the passengers the Inu gang put on their seatbelts. Shippo, sitting next to Inuyasha, clings to his arm.

"Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow, OW!" Inuyasha yells, trying to pull the kit off. The fact that Shippo is now in the form of a twelve-year-old boy makes that a little difficult. The plane shakes slightly in the turbulence and Shippo screeches. Kagome, on Inuyasha's other side, reaches over to him, petting his head comfortingly.

In only a short minute or so the captain speaks again. Ladies and Gentlemen, you may take off your seatbelts now and feel free to move around the plane.

Kagome takes off her belt and manages to switch seats with Inuyasha, placing him in the window seat and her between the two demons. Shippo seems to relax quite a bit just having her there, though he refuses to take off his seatbelt. They watch the on-flight movie, The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, and then Shippo takes a nap. Kagome herself falls asleep about halfway through the movie, leaning against Inuyasha's shoulder. Miroku is asleep in the seat in front of him, Sango's head on his shoulder.

Inuyasha had watched the movie, though the others hadn't noticed, using his exceptional hearing to listen to Kagome's headphones. When it's over he stares out the window, headphones on his head, the sounds of Three Doors Down drifting up to his ears. (Souta had convinced Kagome to get him a cd player and his mother to buy about ten cds for him so that he could `experience modern American music.') Eventually he, too, falls asleep.

Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be landing shortly and would appreciate if you put your seatbelts back on. Please keep them on until we have come to a complete stop and your seatbelt light has gone off. Thank you.

The blaring loudspeaker definitely qualifies as a rude awakening for Inuyasha and Miroku, though the girls and Shippo don't stir. The two guys buckle their companions, careful not to wake them. Inuyasha pulls a baseball cap from his back pocket, remembering Kagome's instructions to put it on when they landed.

There's more turbulence landing then going up, but not much more. Kagome wakes up as they touch the ground, confused by why she's buckled, the doesn't have much time to think about it, as Shippo and Sango wake up and immediately bombard her with questions about America.

She answers what she can, though since she's never been to America, either, her information is a bit limited. They go as quickly as they can through the baggage claim and into the main area to find Alexandria. There're about three hundred people with signs, so it takes them a moment to find what they are looking for. When they do, however, Alexandria's point is unmistakable.

By the door is a man with long, flaming orange hair, dark sunglasses, tan skin, and the basic biker outfit. He's holding a sign above his head. On it in crimson letters is written, `Children of the Sengoku Jidai, please follow me. (And Kag, as well, of course.)' Kagome goes over to him and says, "Excuse me, but are you Alexandria's friend?"

"I am an acquaintance of hers," he says. He sniffs the air slightly and smiles. "I take it you are Kag, and these are the aforementioned children of Alexandria's sign that she gave me. Follow me to my cab. Oh, and this is for you."

He hands Kagome a note, throws their bags on a nearby trolley and turns, walking away. Kagome and the others hurry after him. He leads them to his taxicab and tells them to get in. As they pile in the back seat-Miroku gets permission to sit up front because of the lack of space in the back-the cabbie packs their bags into the trunk.

Once Kagome is buckled she opens the stapled not and begins to read. It says:

`Salve, my young Japanese friends. It is I, Alexandria Mara Seto Kalele Tenios Maria Elena Tasui …etc, etc, etc…(I think you get the picture by now, so I'll cut it short this time-and I got tired of the whole Medieval-England-knight-of-the-round-table/Dracula-wanna-be introductory shit.)

Basically I just wanted to say welcome to America. Unfortunately, work intervened with my meeting you at the airport, though I should be getting home shortly before you guys arrive at the house. If I'm not, make sure to ignore my brothers' comments about me as well as my oldest brother's stories from when I was young. The idiot has been looking forward to this since I talked to you last, since no one else wants to hear his `embarrassing' stories and such. (Probably because they're in shock of him talking at all, but whatever.)

So anyways, now that I am officially off topic-once again-I just want to say welcome and also that this is so cool-I mean, we finally get to see each other in person after…how many years? I think it's going on three now, though I might be wrong-all these damned hospital trips are frying my brain, I swear. Well, I guess that's all. Be nice to Setae, he's not usually a people person. Ja! / Vale!'

Kagome giggles at the off topicness of the whole note, reveling in how writing to Kagome over the past few years has changed Alexandria's thought process to the point where she babbled incessantly in letters and e-mails, though her phone conversations and online chats were still as direct-or indirect, it seemed-as always.

She looks up as the cab begins to move, and gazes out the window, trying to memorize the way to her friend's house. After only about two minutes she gives up, deciding instead to try to get the driver to talk. Miroku, however, beats her to it.

"Sir, I was wondering why so many people are walking. Is it not more convenient to drive?" he asks. The guy's eye twitches slightly at the sir and he says, "Call me Setae, okay? I'm really not all that old."

"No problem, Setae," Miroku says cheerfully. There is a moment where silence fills the car. Shippo stares out the window from Inuyasha's lap, who is also looking out at the city. Sango is half asleep, with her eyes closed.

"It's actually better to walk in the city if you're only going short distances, because then there is less traffic and you do not have to worry about where or how you're gonna park your car. You should only drive if you have to," Setae answers in a quiet voice as he turns a corner, switching on the radio simultaneously. Inuyasha's ears perk slightly from under his cap as he hears "Until the Day I Die" by Story of the Year, one of the bands Ms. Higurashi bought him a cd for.

Seta gives him a small smile in the rearview mirror and turns it up, focusing back on the road. The trip takes about ten minutes, most of which has Inuyasha and company plastered against the windows, looking out at sights, mesmerized.

Eventually Seta slows down in a neighborhood of all duplexes except for one huge Victorian. He pulls up in front of the giant house, parking the car at the curb instead of in the driveway, which has a dark blue convertible and three motorcycles in it.

"Here's our stop, kids," Seta says, stepping out of the taxi. As the others climb out, staring at the house, he begins to unpack the trunk, bringing the bags up to the porch. On his second trip Miroku and Inuyasha followed suite, and by the time Shippo and the girls manage to overcome their shock they are finished.

"Oi, Kag, are you coming or what?" Inuyasha asks from the front steps.

"Oh!" she exclaims, hurrying up, the other two right behind her. She looks around the porch as though expecting something to jump out, hesitating. Rolling his eyes, Inuyasha reached past her, ringing the doorbell. There was some unintelligible yelling from inside, then the door opened, revealing…

A/N: yey! A cliffie! Sorry to make you wait so long and then have a cliffie, but I just got control of the comp back, and I've been typing for 2 hours on various reports and fanfics and stuff like that, plus my dad finally put AIM back on my comp, so I had a million ims to respond to, but that's not the real excuse. I just love cliffhangers. Well, I'm out. Ja ne.