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Chapter 1: Airport Dilemmas

 

 

 

“Kagome!”

 

Higurashi Kagome grinned as she held her cellphone against her ear. Her mother's happy greeting warmed her heart.

 

“How was your flight, dear?” she asked

 

Kagome sighed softly. “It was a flight, Mama. Flights here are always accompanied by jetlag.”

 

“It's bright and early Kagome! I have a meal for you that will cure jetlag for sure. Come home quickly.”

 

“I will, I just need to get my bags. How's Souta?”

 

“He's okay, darling. He's excited to see you. We both are.”

 

Kagome blinked back tears that gathered in her sapphire eyes. “I'll be home as quick as I can.”

 

“Alright, darling. I'll see you later.”

 

“Okay. Bye, Mama.”

 

“Bye. Be careful on your way home, Kagome.”

 

“I will be.”

 

She hung up and placed her phone in her purse before turning to her luggage again. She had been in the United States for a little over seven years. After high school, Kagome applied for Harvard University School of Business in America and she was accepted. She wanted to leave her heart broken self in Japan and start over. Everything had been going fine and her life was settled. She visited Japan when she had vacation and she was ready to settle down in America when her mother called her.

 

The news Mrs. Higurashi had for her made Kagome jump on the first plane back to Japan. She was needed in her native country more than in America. Tokyo International Airport was always so busy any time of the day. She grabbed a black suitcase that came her way, followed by one that strangely looked like the one she held. She blinked. `Uh oh'

 

The same suitcase.

 

She shook her head, thinking jetlag was making her see double. She struggled with the heavy bag before finally hauling it to the cart and grinned with satisfaction. She was about to push the cart away when a tap on her shoulder stopped her. Looking over her shoulder, Kagome saw a man standing behind her with a scowl on his---she blinked---very handsome face.

 

“That's mine baka.”

 

Kagome furrowed her brows. “What's yours? And don't call me baka, jerk.”

 

Golden eyes narrowed at her before he jerked his hand towards the top suitcase on Kagome's cart. He ignored the latter part of her statement. “That one is mine, this one is yours.”

 

“I thought I was seeing doubles,” She mumbled, he snorted. Without asking her consent, he stomped over to her bright red cart and---as if it weighed nothing---yanked the suitcase with one hand and dumped the other suitcase, her suitcase, on top. She balled her fists at her sides. “Hey!”

 

He glared at her. “What?”

 

She bit her lip. He had the most beautiful silvery hair. She wanted to touch it. She had to admit, he was very handsome. Dressed in black slacks and a white button down shirt, he already looked `expensive'. She didn't have to mention the stylish, probably expensive, watch he was wearing. And the shoes and his high cheek bones that lent him an aristocratic air. “Need a spoon wench? Dumb bitch.”

 

That said, he turned around and started to walk away. Kagome was gaping at his back, furious he'd have the nerve to say that. `That asshole' she thought seconds before grabbing her half-empty water bottle from her cart and with all her fury, throwing it in his direction.

 

It wasn't her fault she didn't realize the bottle's cap was unscrewed. It was his fault for enraging her. He calls her a `baka' then a `wench' and then a `dumb bitch' all in less than three minutes.

 

Her eyes widened when the bottle hit its target, the back of his head before the cap fell off and the Dasani water spilled down his back, making his white shirt stick to his skin. `Oh Kami…' Kagome gasped and turned around quickly, blushing furiously as she tried to push her cart away.

 

She saw the entrance of the airport. If she could just get away, she'd blend in with the crowd and the man would loose her. `Foolproof!'

 

“Oi!”

 

She felt his presence behind her seconds before a rough hand grabbed her shoulder and jerked her around. “What the---”

 

“I believe this belongs to you.” He said with a wicked glint in his eyes, dangling the Dasani water bottle in front of her face, holding it between his thumb and index finger. He stood a lot taller than her, maybe ten inches or so. She glanced at the bottle before slapping on her most straight face.

 

“I've never seen that in my life.”

 

“Wrong answer, wench.”

 

Before she knew it, he whipped out his own water bottle from behind his back and---with a very evil smirk---poured it over her head. Kagome's scream echoed around them. The water was cold against her warm skin. Her white shirt stuck against her skin, exposing her white bra. A hot blush took over her cheeks.

 

“Baka!” She screamed and pushed him back, ready to pounce and destroy. He lost his footing, not expecting her to react so violently. He didn't react violently. He saw her jump towards him, but someone held her back.

 

Strong arms locked around her waist, stopping her in mid jump. “What's the problem here?” The police officer demanded, holding Kagome rather tightly. She growled and pointed at InuYasha.

 

“He's the problem!” She yelled, pointing at the man who rolled his eyes heavenwards. They failed to notice they had gathered a small crowd around them. They were curious, seeing the small black haired girl being held on to a police officer, the front of her white shirt wet and the silver haired man, who stood with his arms crossed over his chest, a smug grin on his face, and the back of his white shirt wet.

 

“Fights shouldn't be started in an airport.” The officer said in a matter-a-fact tone. He put Kagome down only to have her growl and try to run for the man again.

 

“Hey!” The officer yelled, reacting quickly to stop the girl. The man glared at the woman, throwing two water bottles on the floor by his feet.

 

“I've got business to attend to. This dumb wench threw her fucking water bottle at me. She started it.”

 

“You were the one being a jackass,” Kagome snapped hotly as the officer let her go again, standing between Kagome and the man.

 

“If you would've taken your own suitcase we wouldn't be in this mess. Therefore, baka, it's your fault.”

 

“Stop calling me a baka, jackass.”

 

“Don't call me a jackass, bitch.”

 

“Don't call me a bitch!” She ran for him again. The officer glared at the man before grabbing Kagome again.

 

“That's it, you're both under arrest for violating the rules of an international airport.”

 

“What?” Twin voices demanded. Another police officer stepped in to the `fight'.

 

“Show `em” He said seconds before whipping out a shiny pair of handcuffs and looking at the silver-haired one.

 

“Feh!”

 

The officer rolled his eyes. “Buddy, unless you want another fee and more jail time, I suggest you let me cuff you.”

 

“This is ridiculous!” Kagome yelled as the other officer grabbed her hands and placed them behind her back. She felt the cold metal slap around her wrists. “I have places to be!” She yelled as the officer dragged her away.

 

The man rolled his eyes. “I'm InuYasha Tsurayuki and---”

 

“Well Tsurayuki-sama---” The officer said as he slowly placed one cuff around InuYasha's left wrist. “---you shouldn't have violated airport policy.”

 

`I could so easily break these and run…'

 

`Sure you can, of course you can, you're hanyou. But are you going to let her go in all by herself? Besides, you already gave away your name.'

 

`Damnit…'

 

InuYasha sighed as two more officers came and started pulling the carts that belonged to them. He allowed the officer to cuff him before he shoved him forward. “That way, Buddy.”

 

“I'm not your fucking buddy,” InuYasha muttered, scowling. He glared at everyone as the officers led him to a part of the airport he'd never seen.

 

 

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Kagome sat across from InuYasha on a long wooden table. He was busy drumming his fingers against the top of the table, sighing every five seconds. Kagome rubbed her forehead. “Could you stop that? It's annoying.”

 

He sighed louder.

 

The metal door opened and in came a short plump man. “You two…” He started. “Are you four? Starting a fight in middle of the airport?”

 

InuYasha snorted. Kagome grimaced.

 

“Tell me what happened.”

 

“She was being a baka---”

 

“---He was being a jackass---”

 

“---She took my suitcase---”

 

“---He insulted me four times in three minutes---”

 

“---She visually raped me---”

 

“---He was a—wait! I didn't visually rape you!”

 

“Yeah…you did.”

 

The man raised his hand to silence the two `adults'. “You both are acting worse than children. Please,” He pointed at Kagome. “What is your name? You start.”

 

Kagome grinned triumphantly. “And you don't interrupt.” The man said, pointing at InuYasha.

 

“My name is Higurashi Kagome. I arrived on the plane from New York, USA at like seven-thirty in the morning. I called my mother to let her know I was here and I grabbed my suitcases. I was leaving when he tapped my shoulder, called me a `baka' and said I had his suitcase.”

 

“Did you?”

 

Kagome blinked slowly. “I don't know, actually, we never checked.”

 

The man sighed. “Continue.”

 

“Anyway, fine, he says I have his suitcase. But did he have to call me a baka? Without warning, he goes to my cart, takes his bag and them dumps my bag on the cart, like it was a piece of junk. He insulted me twice again! So, I threw a half-empty water bottle at him and I guess I didn't realize the cap was unscrewed. It spilled and then he comes and pours water on me after insulting me…again!”

 

The man shook his head. “And you?” He stared at InuYasha.

 

“My name is InuYasha Tsurayuki. I told her she had my suitcase, exchanged them back and left. This crazy woman throws a water bottle at me and wets my expensive shirt. So I returned the favor and she attacked me.”

 

“Did you insult her?”

 

“Does `wench' count?”

 

Kagome glared at him. “Try baka, wench, dumb, and bitch!”

 

The officer rubbed his temples. “You two will be ticketed and someone responsible should pick you up.”

 

“What?” Kagome growled. “I'm twenty-seven years old, I'm responsible!”

 

“Apparently not, Higurashi-sama. A responsible person wouldn't throw water bottles at people and wouldn't insult others.” He glanced from Kagome to InuYasha. “You will stay in the detention hall for three hours. I will send in my assistant and she will hand you your tickets. Pay them or spend a month in jail. Good day to both of you…and good luck staying here for three hours. If someone else doesn't come to pick you up, you can't leave.”

 

He slammed the door closed and Kagome banged her head against the table. “Baka! I'm going to kill you!”

 

InuYasha rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. “You shouldn't threaten your cell-mate.”

 

“Cell-mate? We're in a disgusting room for three hours together, we aren't `cell-mates'.”

 

“Besides,” He continued, scratching the tip of his nose. “A weak pathetic wench can't hurt me.”

 

He dug out his phone and dialed a number. “Oi, Sesshoumaru, pick me up at the airport at noon.” He paused and made a face. “Why? Because I'm in fucking airport jail, some crazy wench attacked me---”

 

“I didn't attack you!”

 

“---so they're making me spend three hours here. Feh! Fine…uh-huh, yeah I know I saw the kid's case. Okay. Whatever, bye.”

 

`I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!' Kagome fumed. InuYasha looked at her, her scent spiking with anger.

 

“Why are you so angry? It's not real jail and that's what you get---for chucking water bottles around.”

 

Kagome sighed. “It doesn't bother you to be in jail?”

 

“It's not jail…it's a detention hall.”

 

“Still goes on your record.”

 

He shrugged. “I've done my time before.”

 

The girl visibly paled and he rolled his eyes. “I didn't kill anyone, baka.”

 

“Rape?”

 

“No”

 

“Child abuser?”

 

“Feh! No”

 

“I don't like guessing games.”

 

“I don't care.”

 

“You're a jerk.”

 

“And you're a wench.”

 

“You'll die a painful death.”

 

“So I'll come back and haunt your ass.”

 

“No you won't.”

 

“Feh!”

 

Kagome rolled her eyes before digging out her phone. She sighed and looked at InuYasha. “Mama? Hi, Mama. I need a favor, pick me up at noon at the airport.”

 

She chuckled nervously. “Why? Because I'm in…airport jail.”

 

 

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“You're the most infuriating person I've ever met.”

 

InuYasha's golden eyes were lit up with amusement. “Only because you want me to be.”

 

“I hate you.”

 

He scowled. “You're so hostile, wench. You're gonna get all wrinkly by thirty.”

 

“I'm twenty-seven.”

 

He looked surprised. “You look like you're twenty-one.”

 

She blushed, but didn't comment. “How old are you?”

 

“It's rude to ask a person's age.”

 

Kagome frowned. “You're the king of rudeness.”

 

He scowled again. “I'm eight hundred.”

 

“You act like a kid.”

 

“You act like a lousier kid,” He snapped, drumming his finger tips against the table. “I'm thirty-three.”

 

“You don't look thirty-three.”

 

He shrugged. “Then we both have the gift of youth.”

 

Kagome rolled her eyes as she dragged her luggage in to her old room. Her mother hadn't lectured her, but she had given her `the face'. The face Mrs. Higurashi always put on when she thought Kagome should have known better. She kicked off her shoes before falling on to her bed, her black hair spilling around her. Now that she was free of that jerk, she could rest.

 

At least she never had to see him again in her life…

 

`Yup…'

 

 

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