InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love at 25,000 Feet ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Love at 25,000 Feet

By: DarkCrystalis

Edited by: Jon04CTSV

 

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in this story, unless they're originals (characters outside of the Inuyasha anime.)

 

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Chapter Two

 

Later that day…

 

“I'm a bit nervous just throwing her into the group interview session like that,” Sango whispered to Rin during their lunch break. “She hasn't been inspected byhim yet… if he doesn't like her, there's no way she'll get the job.”

Rin nodded affirmatively, but knew it was too late to do anything about it. “Just hope that he tolerates her; he doesn't have to be crazy about her or anything. After all, maybe she won't be flying on his flights…”

 

Sango shook her head in denial. “The last girl quit because she couldn't handle waiting on him like a slave,” she said miserably. “The new stewardess will be a… `replacement,' among other things.”

 

Rin giggled behind her hand, having a tough time imagining Kagome putting up with their demanding customer. “I don't know her very well at all, but there was something in her eyes which doesn't allow me to imagine she'd be a complete push-over.”

 

Sango sighed, mentally thinking the exact same thing.

 

“Well, all we can do is wait and see.”

 

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Later, during the same day…

 

I couldn't believe it; they practically wanted to hire me! This was great! Apparently, all I had to do is meet this important customer of theirs, and if he liked me, I'd got the job! It'd be a piece of cake; if I sucked up to him, he'd be sure to absolutely adore me!

 

I left the interview room and felt more confident than ever, and I knew that I'd get this job. I paused outside the entrance to the airport, quietly observing Sango being approached by a man I didn't recognize. He was tall, slender with silvery-white hair that ran down his back and honey coloured eyes which looked like melted toffee. However, they were currently narrowed to glance at Sango, who was a good foot or so shorter than him.

 

“Sesshoumaru-sama,” Sango greeted formally and paused for a moment before bowing deeply. “Welcome!”

 

He merely nodded in response, as if he were used to this happening all the time. “There's no need for such formalities here, Miss Makino.”

 

Her hands folded into one another as she turned around, pointing in my direction. “This is the woman we'd like to hire, please come and meet her.”

 

Sango was busy giving me odd stares and signaling for me to be polite and bow. I ignored her.

 

 

`Sesshoumaru-sama' strode over to me, assessing every inch of me. I felt extremely uncomfortable, as if I were a piece of meat ready to be bought or ravaged.

 

“What is your name?” he asked me when I stiffened in response to his stares but remained silent.

 

“Kagome Higurashi,” I responded, not liking how he gave me a cold smile.

 

He seemed surprised that I didn't give him any special sort of treatment, but why would I? It's not like I knew who he was or anything.

 

When he continued to stare, I clenched my jaw in an effort to keep quiet. My resolve quickly faded.

 

“I'd appreciate it if you stopped gaping at me,” I told him directly, nearly growling out each word. “Isn't it rude to stare?”

 

Sango's jaw dropped open, all the while her arms waved frantically at me with an angry look in her eyes as if to say, `Are you trying to get yourself killed?'

 

`Sesshoumaru-sama's' eyes lightened in surprise and before I knew it, he'd whipped around to regard Sango.

 

“Hire her. She interests me.”

 

She nodded without a moment's hesitation and smiled slightly.

 

I was about to retort a none-too-polite reply, but Sesshoumaru-sama seemed to have other plans.

 

“How long will it take for you to train her?”

 

Hesitantly, she responded, “It depends on how quickly she's able to pick up the information, rules and what-not.”

 

A ghost-like grin appeared on his face. “Have her ready within the week. My next flight is next Sunday.”

 

“B-but sir, I mean Sesshoumaru-sama…” Sango's pleas went unheard as he walked away, most likely to his chauffeured limousine to head home for the day.

 

“What an asshole!” I remarked, glaring at his retreating form.

 

“Kagome!” Sango growled angrily. “You must be polite and respectful to Sesshoumaru-sama! He is a donator to this airline and spends much of his money flying with us. He is the most valued customer we have! Not to mention he is world famous,” she added as an afterthought. “You're lucky that he likes you, although I can't see why with that feisty attitude of yours. Girl, you've got guts.”

 

Her words flew over my head as I went into a daze. I hated this man, but something told me I'd be spending a lot of time with him… whether I wanted to or not.

 

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Sunday, the day of the flight…

 

Training was relatively easy, and unfortunately I learned all the basic material before the week was up. “There are many, many more aspects about this job that you'll need to know in the future, but that knowledge comes with experience,” Sango told me.

 

My first flight would be today, as previously `arranged' with `Sesshoumaru-sama.' Kikyou, the managing stewardess, would be on the flight with me to help me out. Sango warned me that she was a really tough bitch but that I could probably put her in her place now that I was done training. “Try to play nice, though,” Sango had said with a grin on her face. “You two might be able to get along well if you're polite and humble. She'll also be your manager when I'm not around, so you should keep that in mind.” That was on Saturday. I wasn't able to meet Kikyou on Saturday when I came in for some clarification in regards to my first flight, but Sango promised I'd get to see her before takeoff today.

 

I greeted Sango as I walked over to the reception desk. She spoke with someone on the phone and gave me the `just a minute' hand gesture. Soon, she walked over and smiled. “That was Kikyou; she's coming to meet you.”

 

Unfortunately, this `Kikyou' was there all too soon, and before I knew it I was meeting her. She had a cold demeanor, more so than “Sesshoumaru-sama,” and had a clipped voice; she didn't like to fool around, it seemed. However, I was determined not to get too caught up in first appearances. Maybe she took a while to warm up to people, or simply wasn't very social?

 

She introduced herself and acted all high-and-mighty, but I supposed she must've earned her place here. I heard she'd worked at this airline for almost ten years now, which meant she was very experienced and good at her job. Or at least, I hoped she was.

 

My mother was thrilled that I'd gotten a job. She was so happy that she'd cried when I'd told her earlier on this week. “You're really growing up!” she'd exclaimed, as if it'd only just occurred to her now. I rolled my eyes playfully; parents were always so attached to their children and tended not to realize how quickly they grow up.

 

If I could keep this job and hold it together, going to university would become a reality.

 

I snapped out of my reverie when Sango introduced her to me. “I'm Kagome Higurashi,” I said to her, forcing a small smile. I extended my hand to her, which she completely ignored as her face remained emotionless. Instead, Kikyou quickly said, “I hope you're not another dimwit; I've had enough of those.”

As my blood boiled in response, I desperately fought to not smack her in her pretty little face. I heard Sango try to defend me in the best way she could, but there was a limit as to how much she was able to say. “Now now, Kikyou; I know your people-skills aren't the best, but try to be nicer than that to our new employee. She has promise.”

 

After that comment, Kikyou merely sighed and rolled her eyes. “People skills weren't what made me good at my job, Sango; this girl has to know her stuff, otherwise she'll end up like all the other girls I used to work with; jobless and hopeless.” Then, she spun on her heel and walked into the staff room.

 

“She's almost like a mini-Sesshoumaru,” I commented, regarding her by her shorter stature. Sango held back a smile and turned toward me. “Remember what I told you,” Sango repeated as she glanced at her watch. “I suggest you enjoy the last fifteen minutes of your time before the flight, although eating might not be the best thing if it's your first time on a plane.”

 

It was only at this time that I remembered my fear of heights; I was actually going to be on a plane within twenty minutes, and the overwhelming sickness hit me like a ton of bricks. My legs felt shaky and I was overly nauseous; Sango, being the watchful woman that she was, noticed instantly.

 

“Don't tell me…” she whispered very delicately, fearing my response.

 

“Where's the bathroom?” I managed to ask as I ran with my hand over my mouth; I had to find a trashcan or toilet ASAP.

 

“It's the door on your left,” Sango yelled just before I entered. Then, once I was out of sight, she sat down and put her hand over her forehead. Oh god, Sesshoumaru-sama is not going to like this at all…

 

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Once I was sure my stomach was empty, I left the bathroom, only to be stared down by Sango. I eventually averted my gaze as my cheeks flushed brightly. I felt pretty shitty, but from the looks Sango sent me, I could tell I was in big trouble.

 

“How exactly did you plan on getting through this with your fear of heights? Did you think you'd just get on the plane and feel normal? I don't know what to do with you now!” Her face was strained rather than angry, but I couldn't help but feel as though I were being scolded by my mother.

 

“I guess I sort of… forgot,” I whispered with my eyes wide, frowning as I spoke. “I'd hoped it'd just be one of those phobias where you're afraid until you actually go and try it; sometimes just the idea of doing something is scary, but actually doing it isn't.” I could tell Sango doubted my reasoning, but she seemed at a loss for words.

 

“I beg of you just one, little thing,” Sango said as she clasped her hands together until they were white with worry. “Please don't puke on Sesshoumaru-sama!”

 

I rolled my eyes and kept quite; surely she thought better of me than that, didn't she? “Obviously I'll try not to puke on anyone,” I retorted, turning my head in embarrassment.

 

“No, not try, simply don't do it!” Sango reiterated and I nodded. Then, Kikyou emerged from the staff room and looked at me. She said only one thing, “I hope you're ready.”

 

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Once I'd gotten on the plane, I realized I couldn't have been any less ready for anything in my entire life.

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Author's Note

Hello boys and girls (once again)!

I figure that the first chapter isn't really enough to ask whether or not people would be interested. Besides, this chapter has more development and "excitement" in it, so maybe people would be more into this fanfiction once they read this chapter. My rule is you have to give a book/story the first 3 or so chapters before giving up on it or deciding whether you want to continue reading it or not.

This is STILL a pilot chapter to see who'd be interested in reading this fanfiction if it were to continue, so feedback is still absolutely necessary!!!!

So, please tell me what you think; I'd really, really appreciate it!!!!

A huge thank you to the 4 reviewers from chapter one--I really wasn't expecting such a huge response! I'm really glad that people are giving this story a shot! I hope to receive 10 reviews before I'm able to post chapter three... I hope this isn't an unfounded goal.

Until Chapter Three (whenever that is, lol)!

Sincerely,
DarkCrystalis