InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lost ❯ Encounter ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha or any other of the characters, and this is the only time I am going to say this in this whole story, enjoy! '

The Following Lyrics to the Songs does not have to do with the story, it just goes with the title of the chapter, just to get you into the mood. I do not know these signer(s), so please do not say that song is so old or something, I just got it from the internet. Enjoy!

Italics are thinking
normal are normal
bold are title or start of things
CAPS are stress of sentences

Lost

I need close encounter of the intimate kind
So turn the lights down and get the mood right
Cos I wanna get into you, with all my senses
Body-talkin till we're out of this world
Tonight I only wanna be your girl
So baby how about a close encounter
Gonna make you "shhh"
With my fingertips
Come on close your eyes (close your eyes)
Don't you say a word
I can read your lips

-------- Close Encounter by Emma Bunton

Chapter one: Encounter

She woke up to the beeping, all covered in cold sweat. And then groaned, covering her head with her two sweating hands, “Why am I like this all the time?” quietly, she asked herself. The fear was strong, and she was always was dreaming about weird and odd… and most of all, scary things these days, or as we all call it, nightmares.

First it started with happy life, her living her normal life and not bothering with anything thing else, really, it was great. But then it turned bad, horrible. She couldn't actually explain it that well, but it was scary with all the flashing, it was red, all she - it seems to be - could remember was red, dark red like blood. And Oh yes, there was also screaming, it left her questioning all the time, was this trying to tell her something? Should she not catch the plane to University, and the show swan lake today?

That's when it hit her, today! University! She was supposed to go on a plane to University that was located in London today! She, of course, didn't want to go because of all the strangers she would have to deal with. She was a quiet girl, almost not wanting to speak. This one stupid person thought she was mute… and ended up with a big, and I mean BIG lump on his head. She can't really blame the guy though, she was, after all, really quiet.

She hadn't always been like that before. She was always cheerful and happy. But after when she found she had incredible powers, she couldn't control them, she'd rather not talk, nor even act out what she wanted. She just wanted to be alone, `cause she knew if her emotions were to be shown to the outside world, then, she was about to make harm, or actually kill a living thing, more like human.

Her mother doesn't know about this, though. But her 10 year old brother does. He, being the brother he was, came into her room without knocking and accidentally saw her trying to meditate afterthis guy pissed her off at school. After explaining, or answering all the things that was questionable to his brother, he promised to keep it a secret, and never tell anybody. She wasn't sure if his big yapping mouth is just about finishing telling everybody at his school that her sister has superpowers, she had no choice. Trust me, if she had the power of controlling what a person could remember, she would have done it, who would trust their little brother? Good thing she controlled herself, or else, her brother would be dead meat by now…

But by now, she has managed to control every power she has right now, and she is recovering from her long time loss of happiness. Now, she was sort of cheerful, and she has more friends, but that wasn't all, she was dealing with more and more incredible powers that seem to be coming out of her body and trying to harm her closest family members and friends.

Enough with the babbling and the yapping, let's get on with her day, so we left with her remembering the plane was today, right? Anyways, she just realized that the strange beeping was coming from her alarm, er, stupid alarm clock. She pressed the button on top of it and left the warmth of her bed. It was hard, she slept at twelve o'clock yesterday and had to wake up at 6 today… She mumbled something about stupid planes with their early takeoffs as she made her way to the bathroom.

As he made his way to the bathroom, he mumbled something about stupid business trips with its locations. He was going to London, England to do this research of something, he never paid attention to meetings anyways. And being unlucky, he had to take the earliest plane to London. That's not the worst part: he hated their accents, British accents. (No offence to British accents peoples! Sorry!)

“Stupid trips… I'm already rich; my parents' money could feed me a lifetime… why do I have to be working right now for the stupid company of this business thingy… Urgh…” As he struggled with the dried toothpaste on the sink, he heard a sharp phone ring. Wondering who it was AND swearing about his sensitive hearings, he made his way to the grayish phone, it looking as innocent as it already was, sitting on the tip of the coffee table of his big living room.

“Talk to me.” He said as he picked up the phone. And guess who was on the other line… yes…

“…Oh hey there buddy! I was just wonderin' if you could pick me up to the plane station, I know you're going there too today… hee hee, can you?” Yes, on the other line came the perverted voice of the famous groper, Miroku.

“And I should do this for you because…” His voice trailed off as he waited for Miroku to finish his sentence

“Aw, come on men! We're buddies… aren't we?” Sure there relationship wasn't all butter and cream, but Miroku could at least know that his “buddy” was always there to pick him up to the airplane station! And, `sides, he's going there too! He thought about how his “buddy” was really stupid sometimes.

“No.” He replied as he pretended to hang up the phone.

“It wouldn't hurt--- Hey! Pleaaaaaaaseeeeee???” Miroku trailed the please longer then it's suppose to be and made his head burn up.

“Miroku, when I said no, I meant yes… I already told you that we're going to London together, what do you think?!” Now he was mad, at his so-called-buddy.

“Oh… okay, then can you pick me up at 6:30?” Miroku replied as he fiddled with his fingers.

“Ya, be there as fast as I can k? ... Stupid…” He added quietly at the end and was about to hang up the phone and continue with his day… but heard the monk yell something in to the phone.

“What was that?!” came Miroku voice. Even though the phone was away from his ear, he could still hear him clearly, “Nothing…” He replied back as he hung up the phone without waiting, he was still going to catch a plane after all.

Sighing, he opened the bathroom door and looked at him self in the mirror, and this was what he saw:

Silver white hair, a tired looking face, really tired. Two golden and black eyes that are glued on his color filled face, he wasn't pale. The last thing that was very, very noticeable was his two puppy ears on top of his head, almost covered by his long silver hair that was to his waist. He hated these on his body than anything else. It was the thing that was bugging him all the time, people made fun of them, and picked on him. Some others are half breed are sometimes not half breed looking, but he is, one look and you can just start laughing on the ground holding your stomach.

Once, he even tried to cut his ears off after gotten beaten up at school, even his teachers doesn't care, but his mother stopped him. He had asked why his mother doesn't let him just have home school, his mother didn't answer him, just left him standing at his house alone. Then he heard small weeping noises, and he realized that he had done something totally wrong, so he didn't ever ask that question again. Anyways, even though he wanted to know what the answer was, he can't.

He hated his child hood life, people made fun of him and never talked to him, just gossiped behind his back or simply laughed in his face. He was always not joyful of course, and he had always thought that when he grows up, he will pay back all the things to the people who picked on him. And now more than half of his list is done, there are two or three left. And he's gonna make sure that he'll get to them.

He, now, is doing a pretty good job on his career. Even though he didn't need to do any jobs, he had tones of money. His parents died when he was a teenager, or 12 years old. He is now 20 years old. A long time since his sorrow had happened. He doesn't have any girlfriend, not one. But he thinks it's going to be soon, he hope. Other ways, Miroku was about to pick on him again.

When Miroku came into his mind, he couldn't help but laugh. He had such a prevented friend, the groping king at his old school. He had met Miroku when he was in first grade, Miroku is 8 months older than him, but they always looked as if they were the same age. They were “buddies”, as Miroku liked to say, for a long time. Their friendship isn't that good, but he can say that Miroku was his best friend, sorta.

Thinking about Miroku made him think back to his day. He looked at his watch and shrieked, it was 6:50 already. How can time be so cruel??? He ran to the coat hanger as if racing with an invisible friend and put on his sneakers. He was wearing a T-shirt in side his zip up sweater. He had on baggy jeans. He doesn't even bother to wear a suit, they itch…

As he raced his way to his red SUV convertible, he finished his breakfast, a piece bread. (Such a bad breakfast, don't you think? I think he needs a wife…) He hopped into his car and started the engine. And drove his way to his “buddy's” house, whilst thinking about him made him chuckle again.

After Washing her face and brushing her teeth, she proceeded to eat her breakfast, a cup of skim milk and some mini waffles. (Now that's a good breakfast!) She sat on her pink filled chair by her pink filled dining table. I should consider redecorating… She thought as she picked up the glass of milk and took a sip.

She had been living by herself for only 2-3 months. That's because she's only 17 years old right now. She started elementary school one year early than all the other kids, because the teacher thought she was doing pretty well. And she was sure that she was going to be the smallest student at her university too. She was especially good at singing and dancing.

She wasn't going to London just because of university; it was also because of her up coming performance at the Central Grand Perform of London. She has a career of ballet. Her friends said to give up on the thing, but she loved dancing. And anyways, what's wrong with earning a bit of money? Her friend said that it will ruin her feet, with all the tiptoes in the dancing. But she doesn't think so. She likes dancing, and there's no stopping her with it.

She also did some Jazz and Hip Hop, modern dancing, but ballet turned out to be her real career right now, so she's just giving up on all three of them.

She had this enemy at her old high school, Mandy. Mandy was a girl that just doesn't give up. Mandy doesn't think anyone can beat her at anything, anything… But Mandy just couldn't beat her at ballet. Mandy, was of course, very pissed, so she made up this excuse that ballet was for creeps, and she was not a creep. After that, she was known as the dance queen of the school and the one that can beat Mandy with one thing.

Her friends weren't as annoying as they are before now, in fact, they were pretty sad about her moving to London. But she had no choice right?

Sighing, she stood up from the pink chair and got to the door way. After putting on her coat and carrying all her other suitcases, she slipped on her green and blue high heeled shoes. She closed her door but instantly opened it again when she realized that she needed to call her mom and tell her she was on her way to the airport. And her mom also said to call her when she was at London. Mom could be sooooo over protective sometimes She thought as she picked up the phone and dialed the familiar phone number. But she couldn't help but smile, but I and every other kid know that they just want you to be save.

He drove to his “buddy's” in a flash. As he hopped out of his car, he could already hear the sound of Miroku's girlfriend hurrying him and saying that he's too slow and all the other stuff that girlfriends would say. Miroku's girlfriend was going with him to London, she's going to a university. Sango was his girlfriend's name, and she was a violent one. If he was going to have a girlfriend that has a personally like Sango, he'd rather die…

“Oh Com'on already! We haven't got all day!!” He heard Sango's voice as Miroku was pulled out of his house. He just doesn't understand… Sango was a beautiful girl. She could have any boyfriend she wants, almost. But she just chose to be with Miroku. The point is that Miroku was a pervert, and a pervert can't always be loyal toward their loved ones. You could see Miroku groping at least 10 girls each day, 10! And Sango still hasn't dumped him.

But he was a pretty good friend with Sango. She was almost like a big sister to him. He had this one brother, but his brother disappeared this one night, and he was happy that it happened. Because he would kill himself if he liked his brother even one bit or felt sorry for him. His brother always made fun of him like he was just a robot and doesn't have any feelings, and that's probably what his brother thought of him too. His brother was small when he disappeared, so he don't know what he looks like except that he has silver long hair just like him.

His brother wasn't exactly a brother, he would consider him as a half brother, but if he doesn't need to consider him anything at all, he would consider him as a pile of fucking stinky poo. But couldn't, his father care for his half brother as much as him, that's because his half brother's weakly mother died when his brother was 3 years old. That because his father married another human and his brother's mother was too angry. His mother probably thought that his dad doesn't like him anymore and considered suicide. That's why his brother hated him that much, because, ya, the human his father married was his mother, and that's the reason that he's a half demon.

He doesn't hate his mother, but his mother did left him alone after she died. His dad was, well, no where to be found after both his wife died. So he considers his dad dead. It doesn't hurt that much any more, but sometimes it still hits the spot.

But, his thoughts were washed away as he spotted a girl following Miroku and Sango. A girl with red hair and green eyes, yup, a demon alright. But why would she be following them? That's when a sudden idea hit him. Oh no Oh no, not that again. No, don't tell me, do not tell me that they…

“Hey Inu-Yasha!” Sango had shouted out loud now that her face was on his window sill, “Mind letting us in?” Her voice sounded sharp, probably because Miroku pissed her off, again. And trust me, Inu-Yasha had experiences that he should better do what she tells him to do. So he unlocked the door, sulky, and waited for the word to come up.

“Inu-Yasha, we have brought you a new girl that you would be interested in, she might be your future girlfriend! Her name is Ayame! She's the gymnastic champion of the school, remember? Oh and she's coming with us to London, she's going to the same university with Sango… I think that's all, right Sango dear?” Sango didn't answer, so Miroku shut up at the instant.

Inu-Yasha didn't care what Miroku's situation was, what about him??? He was being used, to be this girl's hang out on the plane! 13 hours!!!!! How could he survive that?! And why hasn't they---

“Oh, and Inu-Yasha? We arranged you to the same seating chart on the plane, near the window.” Sango said it as if it was no big deal, and she was not the one that has to worry, it was him! How on the world could he--- Urgh! One look at the girl called, what was it? Ayame? Ya, and he know that she wasn't his type, not at all!!! Her red hair was put up in a pony tail, a bit short for a girl like her, she had on a blue T-shirt and a dark blue colored jeans. And what's with that stupid blush on the face???

On the second thought, he needs saving! He just prayed for the god's dammed faith that he could find a girlfriend soon, or at least someone he likes… So that Miroku wouldn't bug him ever again!

“Dammit, Miroku! What the hell is wrong with you?! Why are you sending me girls that I don't even know??? I don't need your help with the whole girlfriend thingy, okay? And if I do, I would let you know!” Inu-Yasha had yelled with his lungs and slumped back onto the diver's seat when Sango, Miroku and Ayame entered from the back.

“But---” Miroku's voice was quivering as he said it, but Sango seemed that she can't care less, “Inu-Yasha, I think you should better shut up right now… Plus, Ayame is my friend, and I do stuff for friends, she needs a boyfriend, so I'm introducing her to a boy that also needs a girlfriend, anyways, isn't this what you wanted? A demon to be your girlfriend instead of a human like your father?” Sango, knew everything about Inu-Yasha, almost, and she part got it from Miroku and part from Inu-Yasha himself. Ayame was well, really blushing, and she seems to not mind that her hang outer was on the tip of insulting her… Weird…

“Chill, Inu-Yasha, we're just trying to get you to have some faith in your self, you seem to be very lazy these days. We just want your life to be better…” Sango paused and her eyes narrowed, “What did you have for breakfast anyways? Hmm?” she seems to have a lot of confidence in herself as she asked that, and she was right, as always.

“Uh… A piece of beef and bacon… With some milk! Yeah, that's it!” Inu-Yasha answered as if he was doing some sort of trivia question. Unfortunately for him, the things he chose to say that he had for breakfast wasn't the best choices… Beef with bacon? What is that? And the milk part, blah! Who would want to drink milk with beef and bacon at the same time???

“Is that it? WILL THAT ISN'T ANY KIND OF BREAKFAST!!!!! IT'S TOTALLY BLAH! I THOUGHT YOU NEEDED A WIFE! SO I'M TRYING TO GIVE YOU ONE! And I doubt that it was actually what you ate for breakfast this morning. It must be a piece of bread or something…” Well that was unprepared for; at least she guessed it right.

Hearing this, Inu-Yasha's fake smile on his face ware off as it fell to the floor. How could she know that I just ate a piece of bread this morning?! She's not my mom--- Hey… What a second… “Are you my mom in disguise? If you are, then that's the reason that you hadn't dumped Miroku for a long time.” His eyes narrowed as he stared at Sango like she was some kind of psycho.

“WHAAAAAAAT?!” A sharp yell ran to the street. Kagome was sitting in a taxi car as she heard an echo through out the city. Now who could that be? From the sound of it, it was coming from a girl and it seems that she was pretty pissed off by something. The poor guy, wonder what the yelling girl could be doing to her boyfriend right at this instant. But it was him who chose to do what he chose to do, so you can't blame the girl. But she still felt sorry for the guy, who was now probably lying on the ground with a big hand print on his face…

Her thoughts was broken by the drivers voice, “Where to, girl?” He asked with a voice that sounded tired, figures, the sky is still dark right now.

“Oh, to the Grand Rapid Airport please.” She replied politely. Though she didn't want to, the driver was sending chills down her spine. He was staring at her in some kind of weird way as if he knows her and just wants to kill her at the instant.

“Alright, is your plane that early always? `Cause it's stupid to be arriving there that early and not doing anything. I still want my beauty nap.” He yawned to show that he was, in fact, really tired and he pulled out his gigantic arms out and gave them a stretch.

She shivered as she saw the blond hair on his arms (gross!) and tried not to just shriek and yell “Gross” out loud at the moment. “Yes sir, my plane is the earliest plane today, I can't help it that I have to catch the earliest plane, talk to the plane station about it.” She replied calmly as she looked out the window. The driver didn't say anything, just grunted as he drove away onto the road.

When she arrived at the airport, the sky only had a swiss of orange in them. On the road, the driver had tried to start small conversations, but she always will end them. As I said before, she didn't want to talk, not to strangers especially. She was just on the tip of the point in the middle on the trip when she was about to shred the driver into little pieces.

But good thing, she didn't.

She got out of the yellow taxi car as the driver handed her her suitcase. As she walked into the airport, she heard someone whistle behind her, another one of those bad boys on the street. Shrugging it off, she made her way to the automatic door. Technology sure beats everything these days… She wasn't always outside these past days, no, years. She was always involved in her own world and not doing anything with the city. Sure there were automatic doors when she hadn't found out she had powers and decided to just stay in the house, but she didn't know it had gotten so popular.

Inside the airport was much bigger, duh… But she was also amazed by the size of the airport restaurant on the second floor that was supposed to be a ticket booth…

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, FILGHT GY-1456 IS ABOUT TO TAKE OFF, IF YOU ARE ONE OF THE PASSENGERS AND HAVE NOT ABORDED AREA 78, PLEASE DO SO NOW. The airport station's helper's voice rang loud and clear over the first. She looked at her ticket and swore under her breath, “shit…” She started running to the line of the aboard to the area 78, as she handed her ticket to the man standing at the counter; she also dragged her suitcase that she was going to put in the shipping area. The man gave her a look then back to her ID card, clearly looking to see if she was the right person. “There you go ma'am, now hurry, the plane is about to leave in ten minutes.” He handed her her ticket and put her shipping suitcase into the box.

She left a mumbling of thank you to the man as she started sprinting again this time to the safety inspection area.

“Please put all your personal handing items in this box thank you, and ma'am, that includes your cell phone.” The man dressed in white and black standing near by the inspection machine told her as she was about to be going through the machine with her cell phone. She mumbled something about stupid advice and swore that when she is old enough she's going to make an inspection machine that you can take everything with you into it.

“Thank you ma'am, you're safe, hurry-” “before I miss the plane, thanks for that tip.” She smiled, but not warmly and darted toward the area of the plane that she MIGHT miss today, area 78.

She looked up at the sign just above her head and saw the sign 65-80 area with a little arrow pointed down wards, that means its downstairs! She groaned and started running to the elevator and pressed the elevator's down button, “hurry…” she said to the elevator and it opened just the moment she said it, much to her relieve. Running into the elevator, inside, she pressed the FL level and looked out side the glass window with a worried face.

Meanwhile, Inu-Yasha, Miroku, Sango, and Ayrme, were already in the airplane and either reading magazines (girl beach wear section for specific information… figures), taking a small nap to pass the time, looking at her hang outer sweetly, or just sitting there in an uncomfortable way.

On there way there, Sango had got really pissed at the helper and yelled at him for doing such a bad job on his job, making everyone wait, it was them who was about to miss the plane so they should go first! And things like that. And Inu-Yasha had thought he was the one that loses patience easily… looks like he's got a competition.

Inu-Yasha looked out the window worriedly, the fact that Ayrme was almost on him bashing her eyelids wasn't helping at all. He sighed and turned his back to her. She pouted, it wasn't like her to flirt but she had to get this guy to like her, she was, after all, looking for a boyfriend right? And Sango had brought her a pretty good looking one too.

Inu-Yasha's ears twisted around when he heard two girls talking, “Do we have all the people on the plane?” one of them asked. “Yeah… wait, we don't have um…” Trying to read her name she frowned, “Kagome Higurashi?”

“Should we leave her here and take off or do we make an announcement through out the station?” The blond one asked the one with long straight hair, she had a nice figure and was just tall enough for a girl like her age, she was also really pretty, her eye color was mere dark blue, and she was a bit pale but over all she was beautiful, this was all decided in Inu-Yasha's mind.

“Of course we should make an announcement idiot! Other ways she won't be able to go on the plane and will blame the whole damn security about it and we won't be able to get away, Sensui!” She yelled at her for her foolishness and went on wanting to talk to the pilot.

“What ever you say Kikyou.” Sensui said behind her back bitterly making sure Kikyou didn't hear her.

“Kagome Higurashi, Please report to boarding area 78 and board the plane right now. Or if we have a ticket problem, please contact us at the counter. Thank you.”

“This. Is. So. Not. Good…” Panting, She ran as fast as she could with the huge bag slumped over her shoulder. Panting, she asked a Janitor for directions to area 78, which he told her was about two minutes walk from here. Since she was running, she should be able to get there faster, right?

So, it's decided, run. Kagome wasn't really a sports girl. Like her friend who's IM was soccercrazy followed by a huge amount of numbers. But, it was just her friends problem. Right now, she was suppose to concern on her running speed. “Faster, leg, faster. You. Idiot!!!!” Calling quietly under her breath, so that no one would stare at her like she came out from jail and was just about to get back in again…

“Okay, Kag, You can do this, just run. You can run, you always run in dancing, so… run!!!!” Like that, she repeated her self over and over again. Tension grew up in her. She is so dead if she was late for the rehearsal for the dance, and not in a good way. In her opinion, her teacher was really mean.

Finally, she was there, by all of her great encouragements to herself and thanks to her… again, that she did what she thought was right, and didn't really miss the plane. Running to the counter, afraid that the plane would leave her right there, she slumped the heavy backpack over her shoulder in a more comfortable position and waited for the person the finish with the checking. Giving her the remains of the ticket that she gave him, she walked into the plane, also reciving a handful of glares and “accidentally” tripping her, she found her seat, which was row 18... Great, right beside the emergency exit. But the main thing was, nothing would happen, nothing happened before, so there's no point of asking to be assigned to a different seat. Still feeling very uncomfortable with all the daggers she's receiving from her neighbors, she smiled nervously and made her self comfortable under the blanket that the plane provided.

Soon, everyone was seated, or more like Kagome was seated comfortably. The speaker spoke up through out the plane. “Ladies, and Gents. Welcome to the United Airport, or more like the plane on where you are.” Some people Hided a laugh. “I will be your pilot today, Wolff, Kouga. Or you can just call me Kouga. Seems like everyone has been safely tucked into their seats, we should start the trip with a little demonstration for the safety features of the plane during normal and emergency times. The plane would be able to take off at about 8:00, and yes, it IS true, no late take offs.” Some imagined him shaking a hand in front of him defending.

Soon, an airhostess came into view, or two. And started to do motions as the speaker and TV screen gave out the words. “As we instruct you through these safety instructions, please feel free to pull out the packet in the front pocket and read through the contents, thank you. We will have to ask you turn off your phone, laptop, and other electronic devices during the take offs and landings, laptops can be running while the plane is in safe motion. You should always have your seat belts on during the whole flight, seated. When the seat belt sign is on, you should be buckled in your seat belts, this is required…”

Nothing new to me… Kagome sat there listening, even if she didn't want to, it's for the best, who know what will happen during the flight? Anyway, she could be missing some information during the time she was at her house, and avoiding everyone… Sighing, she sat back into her seat as her eyelids felt heaver and heaver every second. Before she even needed to start counting sheep, she was already fast asleep.

“Um… I would just like a cup of cold water please.” Cold… that's a good thing for him right now. Ayame, still sitting beside him and not leaving him alone was really bugging him. He just wanting to burst out and shut her up before her voice gets any louder. Embarrassed at how loud Ayame's voice was right now, he sank back into his seat trying to hide his face, doesn't work that good like before, he's just too big then he was as a little kid.

That Kouga, he's got a job as a pilot eh? That'll be even better for him to complete his list of `to kick butts', “That Kouga, always there to help people to make their lives much more easier.” Pictures of him kicking Kouga's sorry ass is just too funny for him to bear. He tried to suppress a laugh, but actually failing really badly. Ayame, who has made a joke, thought he liked it, and squeaked a girlish one. Inu-Yasha? His smile was turned into a frown, maybe he shouldn't be too laughly in this trip.

“Feel free to ask anyone of us for help. We hope you enjoy your trip on United.”

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