Chapter 1

I'm Not Worth Dying For

"Please buckle your seatbelts for safety reasons during our take off." The flight attendant's voice rambled on about the safety procedures if there was a crash. Sango rested her head on the seat and softly closed her eyes, letting her mind wander into space. The flight going from Tokyo, Japan to Las Angeles, California, was proving already to be a long one.

The seatbelt light flashed upon the console as the plane began to lift it's wheels from the ground. A commotion came from the front of the passengers carriage. Sango's lazy eyes opened with utter annoyance, with her lack of sleep.

Four young men pushed through the tight squeeze of the aisle. The shortest of the group had sweat dripping from his forehead, from the hurry to the plane, Sango had guessed.

She glanced to her side and viewed two empty seats and two placed behind her. Shit. The last thing she needed, right now, was four obnoxious guys sitting by her. Sango turned over till her back faced the aisle, avoiding any welcome from the idiots. She wasn't usually a person to judge, but when she's grumpy and tired, watch out!

The short man plopped into the seat beside the young woman. He sighed with relief and looked over at Sango's motionless figure. He hesitated to introduce himself, afraid that she had fallen asleep in such a short time. Bringing up the courage, he opened his mouth to speak, but a quiet, muffled voice interrupted him.

"Just to get things clear, I'm Sango." She muttered with her back still facing the boy.

"Bankotsu." He greeted hastily, scared of the tone that filled her voice. "And this is Suikotsu, Jakotsu, and Renkotsu." Bankotsu pointed to his friends.

Sango gave a slight glance at each of them, but decided they weren't worth it and quickly turned back over into her slumped position. Bankotsu raised an eyebrow, but he definitely didn't want to get into a squabble with this chick.

Jakotsu had shrugged it off. His gayness and hyperness was so concealed for the last few hours that he just had to release the beast.

"CALIFORNIA, HERE WE COME!" He sang, quite loudly, causing a couple of people two glance from the TVs to see what made the off key singing voice. Sango slammed the pillow onto her head, covering her ears.

Jakotsu's shrill voice kept singing until a flight attendant finally stopped the racket, with a kind, 'please, can you stop making all the noise sir, people are complaining.' Sango couldn't believe how nice they could be to the shit-faced idiot! She just had a sudden urge to strangle the bastard. Maybe it was the plane air that made her like this?

Her mind finally fought back the anger it had been letting out all day. Sango swung herself around and smiled sweetly at Bankotsu.

"So, why are you guys traveling to California?" She asked with a gentle tone. Bankotsu blinked at her major change in mood.

"We…uh… are going there to surf." Sango nodded. Then, as she stared at him, Sango noticed actually how handsome his dark, blue eyes stood out on his bronzed skin. Her cheeks turned a bright pink and she quickly turned away.

Bankotsu heard a quiet snicker behind him and looked around at Jakotsu's sly smile.

"Whoa, Bankotsu. Moving a little fast there." He taunted. Bankotsu swung his arm to punch him, but Jakotsu quickly ducked. Instead of hitting him, Bankotsu's fist smacked into Renkotsu's cheek.

"Aw frick!" He practically screamed, clenching the soon to be bruise. Renkotsu continued to moan and Bankotsu shrunk into his seat, trying not to be seen.

Sango giggled and Bankotsu smiled sheepishly, embarrassed by his miss conception. Even though it was truly funny, epically the fact the Suikotsu and Jakotsu were snickering here and there, Bankotsu still felt bad.

"Bankotsu…" Sango seemed to hesitate on the name. "I'm sorry for being all grumpy for a while there. It's just I've been traveling all over the place and I'm kinda getting tired of planes." Bankotsu's face lightened up from apology and he came out of his "turtle position." Well, that's what Sango thought he looked like at the moment.

"It's OK. I've had worse." His sparkling smile sent hot flashes down Sango's spine and through her cheeks. "By the way, why are you going to California?"

"I-" But her sentence was cut off by the lights flickering out on the plane. Dark clouds with random flashes of lightning filled the skies.

Since the electricity was out. A flight attendant stood at the front of the cabin. Shouting over the screams from people throughout the crowd.

"We are just experiencing some technical difficulties. The plane will be running up again in no time. But for your safety, could everyone please put on their seatbelts. Thank you!"

With hands shaking, Sango clicked in the belt and gripped the arm of her chair. This was no normal turbulence. In all her years of flying it had never been this bad. She clenched the arm tighter until her knuckles turned white. A reassuring hand sat upon hers. Bankotsu wrapped his fingers around her hand and squeezed it tight, to show her it was alright.

Her terror seemed to fade as the protective hand kept her safe. Sango glanced at Bankotsu's face and fear was etched onto his skin. She frowned and began to sing a song in her mind to calm her body.

The plane gave a mighty shake. A shriek echoed through the other yells and cries of others. Sango turned her stiff neck to the direction of the whimpering.

A small baby, wrapped in a pink blanket, had clenched fists as waterfalls of tears poured from it's innocent eyes. Her mother put her finger to her lips to try and quiet the infant down, but that just made it worse. The mother, herself, was also spreading tears upon her flustered cheeks.

Another shake rushed through the plane and the air masks dropped from the console. Sango felt her breath shorten and Bankotsu saw it also. He instinctively reached for the air mask and placed it across Sango's mouth. Her breathing returned to normal.

Lightning formed through the on going darkness of the clouds and began to strike down. A flash brightened up the inside of the plane as the electricity plunged into a wing.

People began to scream again, after already trying to calm down. Then the captain's voice bellowed onto the intercom, which seemed to be working again.

"Passengers, we are having problems with flight and will everyone please stay seated with seatbelts on. We are to be having an emergency landing. Just follow the instructions for an emergency landing in the seat in front of you."

Just as the captain spoke, the turbulence seemed to die down. The plane had regained it's normal vibration.

Sango let a deep sigh of relief and Bankotsu's grip loosened on her hand. From some reason, Sango actually began to laugh slightly.

"Um…Sango, why are you laughing?" Bankotsu asked as he gazed at her beautiful smile.

"Oh, I just find it funny that we all got worked up over nothing." Bankotsu chuckled at the thought also. All the freaking out and screaming and holding hands just for-

The wind seemed to grow louder outside and the plane's nose began to tip, slowly. Then the plane rushed against the air towards the ground.

The infant from before began to cry again. Tears were all Sango could see on the baby's face.

She even cried herself, scared of the death that stared her right in the face. People screamed as the plane was now in view of an ocean. Sango glanced over at Bankotsu just before the airplane plunged into the ocean's murky waters.

Water broke open the passenger door at the front and poured into the plane. People tried to rip their seatbelts off, but they wouldn't come off. All the pressure in the plane must of automatically locked the seatbelts.

Sango yanked at her seatbelt and it amazingly came off. Water was now up to her knees and was quickly rising. Sango began to scurry to the open, water filled door, but she gasped and look back at Bankotsu, who was still having trouble with his seatbelt.

"Bankotsu!" Sango shouted as she ran back to the seats, but Bankotsu stopped her.

"Sango, go. I'm not worth dying for." He said as calmly as his voice could be. Sango wouldn't leave him, she couldn't, but before she could go any further the water lapped upon her, smacking her to the aisle ground. She tried to stand but another wave fell onto her. The water was at her neck and she took one last look at Bankotsu and swam out the door.

Sango couldn't even wrap her mind around all the people that were dead in that plane. Bankotsu. She hoped, prayed, that somehow he would survive.

She kicked her legs had against the thickness of the water and soon reached the surface. Sango had no idea what do or where to go now, but something caught her eye.

A small island, just a couple yards away, was placed into the ocean. This was her only chance of surviving. Sango paddled and kicked with all the strength she had and the island came closer and closer with every stroke.

Sango's feet finally touched sand and she waded her way to shore. Her breath was raspy as she tried to breathe normally. Just as she reached the shoreline, Sango collapsed to the ground and lost all control of moving. Soon she fell into a deep sleep.

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ok i know that i've been putting lots of stories up lately but i just wanted to get my oneshots out of the way so i can put this one up! please R&R!