A/N: Hi everyone! This is the first fanfic I've ever written and I'm so excited to get to publish this! Hope you like it :) I know this is short, but I have more coming, I promise!

Summary: AU. Busy businessman Inuyasha's plane has been delayed, yet again, and Sesshoumaru was going to kill him for missing his meeting. However, when he accidentally insults a flight attendant, his already miserable flight experience changes drastically. InuKag, MirSan

Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters in it.

Chapter 1

Fanning himself with his safety pamphlet, Inuyasha tried to contain his frustration. His plane had been delayed. Again.

His flight was supposed to leave 3 hours ago, but one of the engines had stopped working. Inuyasha didn't really understand what happened (but then again, when does he ever?) but all he knew was that he was going to be late to his meeting. Again. Oh boy, Sesshoumaru was going to murder him.

To make matters worse, the broken engine was in charge of making sure the AC was working. In this case, the AC wasn't working at all. In fact, Inuyasha had a sinking feeling that the AC had completely lost its mind, and had started blowing hot air into the plane. He glared around at the passengers around him, lounging around in shorts and t-shirts. Unfortunately for him, Sesshoumaru had insisted (read: threatened) that he wear a dress shirt, jacket, and dress pants for the meeting. And Sesshoumaru had specifically told him not to wear his "I Hate my Job" tie he had bought for himself last year on Amazon. Damn Sesshoumaru. Damn him to hell.

Inuyasha checked his watch again. 3:25. Yep, Sesshoumaru was going to murder him. Not even that- Sesshoumaru would scalp him alive, rip off his long silver hair strand by strand, and snip off his dog ears piece by piece. Just thinking of Sesshoumaru's rage made Inuyasha shiver. True, Inuyasha was never one to admit how scary his half-brother could be, but he had to admit: that youkai had some impressive scowls.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we appreciate your understanding as we continue to resolve this mechanical error," a bored voice announced over the intercom.

"Keh," Inuyasha muttered under his breath. "Understanding. Sure. Whatever you say."

"Our crew expects to be able to fix the problem… eventually. In the meantime, flight attendants will be in the aisles with complimentary drinks so none of you die. Thanks for your cooperation. Thanks for choosing Shikon no Tama airlines, it's a pleasure to have you on board." Was that… sarcasm? He could never really tell.

Immediately, Inuyasha could hear the clink of glass bottles and hisses of newly opened coke cans coming from the back of the plane. His ears tilted and swiveled as he tried to guess what drinks they had on board. Closing his eyes to focus, he strained to hear anything over the chatter of passengers.

"Sir?"

Inyuasha's eyes flashed open. In front of him stood a young woman. Maybe 24? Her piercing eyes were highlighted with magenta eyeshadow.

"Anything to drink?" she asked, gesturing towards the silver cart covered with plastic cups and drink containers.

"Sake?" he asked after giving the cart a quick glance.

"I'm sorry, we don't offer that right now. When the plane starts up, I'll be happy to get some for you. Until now, this is all we have to offer," the young woman said with an apologetic smile. Wow, her teeth were really white.

Inuyasha's scowl deepened. His eyes scanned around the silver tray some more, but found nothing that appealed to him.

"I'll have nothing, wench," he declared, and went back to staring out the small window.

He expected the flight attendant to just smile, nod, and walk away, but the flight attendant didn't leave. In fact, he could hear her heartbeat accelerate, her blood rushing to her face.

"Excuse me?" she asked in a quiet voice. Gone was the sweet tone that he had heard earlier.

"I said, I'll have nothing."

"What did you just call me?"

"A wench," Inuyasha said, matter-of-factly. He gazed into her furious eyes with complete nonchalance, somehow even managing to look bore with the situation. Too late did he see the hand coming.

SMACK

"Hey!" Inuyasha yelled indignantly, but the flight attendant was already storming off into the back of the plane. He rubbed the red hand mark on his cheek, now thoroughly done with this airline. Never again, he vowed to himself. He'd have to mention to Sesshoumaru to switch airlines… if he was still alive. Inuyasha sighed and closed his eyes again. Someone sitting near him chuckled, but before he could confront the man, someone else interrupted.

"You know, that was really rude of you," another female voice stated. Suppressing another groan, Inuyasha cracked open one amber eye.

"Not another one," he muttered. "What do you want?"

"An explanation. Or an apology," the girl said. She stuck her hands on her hips and stared at him intently with blazing blue eyes.

"Why?"

"What do you mean, 'why'? You insulted Sango!"

"So?"

"She's my best friend!"

"…so?"

The flight attendant leaned down, and Inuyasha got a quick glimpse inside her uniform before she snapped in his face.

"My face is here," she said monotonously. Inuyasha tried to suppress a blush— that's weird; he never really blushed. "You can't just insult my best friend and not expect someone to make you pay for it."

"I didn't do anything wrong," Inuyasha argued. "I just called her a wench—"

"No one," the flight attendant — her name tag said Kagome— stated, "no one insults Sango like that and gets away with it. You're actually quite lucky she didn't pull out her boomerang."

Inuyasha blinked at Kagome as her words bounced around in his head. Sango, he decided after a minute of furious thinking, must've been the one he called a wench. Wait— boomerang?

"Her what?"

"Boomerang. Look, I don't know why she likes to carry around a boomerang, but she does. And I've seen it in action, it's pretty terrifying." Kagome gave a quick shrug. "I still expect an apology."

Inuyasha stared into her eyes. Kagame blushed, but stared right back. She wasn't about to back down from this challenge. It was almost as if they could feel the tension solidifying in the plane. Inuyasha hoped the charged atmosphere wouldn't delay the plane any further. If it did, he decided, he was going to run across the goddamn ocean.

"I won't apologize."

"So I've realized."

"If you two lovebirds are done staring into each other's eyes, we'll be lifting off soon," the voice from the intercom drawled from right behind Kagome.

The hum of the engines was split by an indignant screech. Lovebirds? NO! More like hatebirds… Kagome was insufferable. Making her apologize for calling someone a wench? Ridiculous! Who did she think she was? Inuyasha's eyes drifted upwards and met a scowl on lips so dark, they might've been black. Her eyes… they were a vibrant shade of red. Must be contacts, Inuyasha figured. Kagame, who had actually jumped when the lady spoke, spun around, eyes wide. Her heartbeats accelerated like crazy. Inuyasha could almost smell the sense of fear washing off of her body in ferocious waves.

"Captain Kagura! We, uh, we weren't —"

"That's nice, and I don't care. Get ready for take off."

With that, Kagura strutted back towards the cock pit. Her heels, Inuyasha noticed right before Kagura disappeared, were tall enough (and probably sharp enough) to kill a man. He gulped.

"I really didn't see that coming," Kagame muttered as she turned to leave. At the last second, she turned around and flashed a brilliantly dangerous smile and winked at Inuyasha. "I'd keep one eye open on this flight, if I were you."