Amu's POV

I stared out the airplane window. It seemed like we had been flying over the ocean forever. I can only take so much of Yaya's talking.

"How much longer?" Ran whined.

"Probably forever," Yaya whined even louder.

"Only a few more hours Yaya-chan," Nagihiko told her comfortingly.

"More like 5 more hours," Miki muttered annoyed. "I'm running out of things to draw." I smiled. By now, Miki had probably drawn everything on the plane.

"This is so boring nyan!" Yoru said angrily.

"Be quiet peasant!" Kiseki yelled. I sighed. Now they're going to start fighting. I thought.

"I can't take any more of this," I complained to Ikuto. He smirked and ruffled my hair.

"They'll stop eventually," He told me.

"Hopefully," I sighed.

"They probably won't," Rima said quietly. "They've been fighting since the moment the saw each other." I groaned and Kusu Kusu giggled. Rima was right and Kiseki and Yoru continued to fight until Yoru snatched Kiseki's crown and flew off. Kiseki chased after him and then they were both gone.

"I hope they don't get lost," Temari said quietly.

"They will," Rythm said nodding. I sighed again.

"Should we go get them Amu-chan?" Ran asked jumping up. She was clearly hoping I'd say yes.

"Leave them alone for now," Miki told her before I could say anything. I nodded approvingly.

"Look it's Mr. Dolphin desu!" Su cried. I looked out the window and saw a dark blue dot far below.

"There's no way that's a dolphin," I told her.

"It's probably a whale," Tadase said quietly. I glanced at him in surprise. It was the first time he talked since we got on the plane. I think he was mad at me for purposely getting the seat next to Ikuto. I also think he was mad at me for choosing Ikuto over him.

"This flight is too long," I sighed and leaned against the chair, closing my eyes. Ikuto gently pulled me closer and let my head rest on his shoulder. I fell asleep quickly.

Miki's POV

We had about two hours left until we landed in Colorado and everyone had fallen asleep. Well, mostly everyone had fallen asleep. I was wide-awake drawing Amu and Ikuto. Where are Kiseki and Yoru? I wondered looking around. I quickly finished my drawing and flew towards the back of the plane. Sure enough, those two were causing mischief.

"Give it back!" Kiseki lunged at Yoru. He had stolen Kiseki's crown for like the fourth time.

"No nyan," He replied putting it on. "Look I'm Kiseki nyan. I'm going to tell everyone what to do and search for the Embryo nyan."

"Shut up!" Kiseki yelled. I sighed and turned around to go back. I mean they couldn't cause too much mischief.

"Stop it!" Kiseki yelled. He had apparently gotten his crown back and now Yoru kept opening the overhead compartments.

"Make me nyan!" Yoru stuck out his tongue and shot down the aisle opening all the compartments.

"Yoru stop it!" I yelled turning around. He ignored me, so he defiantly wasn't going to listen to Kiseki.

"You dumb peasant!" Kiseki cried chasing after him. I sighed and followed them. Those two get into too much mischief. I thought annoyed.

"Nyan!" Yoru cried as the plane suddenly hit turbulence. Unfortunately, all of the luggage fell out of the open compartments.

"Ah!" I cried when I was nearly squished by a bag.

Amu's POV

I woke up to a loud crashing noise. What did Yoru and Kiseki do? I wondered annoyed.

"What was that?" Yaya asked looking around. "Did we hit something?"

"No," Rima told her annoyed. We all looked towards the back off the plane. Somehow, the baggage had "fallen" out of the compartments. While the flight attendants tried to clean it up Yoru, Kiseki, and Miki came shooting back.

"What did you guys do?" I asked angrily.

"It was Yoru's fault," Miki muttered.

"Yoru," Ikuto and I both glared at him.

"It was Kiseki's fault nyan!" He exclaimed.

"He was the one opening the compartments!" Kiseki yelled angrily.

"I didn't do anything nyan," Yoru protested.

"This is all your fault!" Kiseki argued.

"No it isn't nyan!" He objected. I sighed. This is turning out to be a very long flight. I thought and rested my head against Ikuto's shoulder.

"Please tell me we're almost there," I whined.

"We're almost there," He said stroking my hair. I sighed again.