Diclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, Case Closed, or Murder on the Orent Express.
MURDER ON THE YOAKI EXPRESS
THE JOUNEY BEGINS
Five Years Later
Far away by the coast of Istamble a woman with long black hair tied back into a tight bun stepped out of her taxi and hurried toward the peer. While conductor examined her ticket she looked on ahead eagerly to see who else was on the ferry.
The conductor then handed her back her ticket, "Welcome aboard Ms. Slayer."
"Well the ferry should be departing shortly. I do hope you've enjoyed your stay." A sheriff said to a trio of a man, a young woman, and a small child waiting on the peer for the ferry to board. The man was tall with short black hair slicked back with cheap oil and was wearing a light purplish blue suit. The girl was wearing a more sensible entire for the humid weather; shorts, shirt, and baseball cap. The little boy had a similar things on but was almost completely hidden behind his newspaper. He hummed slightly as he looked the headlines "Hmm, 'Fifth Anniversary of the Omaru Case' I've always hated those kinds of cases."
"Thank you sir." The girl said bowing slightly. "You don't have to stay with us."
"I know but it's my orders and a pleasure to stay to assure your safe departure. Also to thank you again for uncovering the narcotic smuggling operation and the kidnapping of the president's son."
"Oh all in a day's work officer." The man Richard said with a sleepy groan
Outside a young black haired man pushed and squeezed his way passed a herd of sheep blocking the road. The lady, Ms. Slayer spotted him from the deck of the ferry and eagerly watched him as he marched up to the gate.
"Welcome aboard Hoaw..? Hoaou…" the conductor stumbled and slurred trying to pronounce the man's name on the passport.
"Houshi." The man corrected and took his ticket and hurried onto the peer.
Ms. Slayer threw his arms around him. He leaned forward returning the embrace. Immediately he kissed her passionately on the lips. She pushed him off and gripped the collar of his jacket, "No Miroku. Not now. Not now when it's all over when it's behind us. Then."
"Ha choo!" they heard Richard sneeze loudly from the upper deck.
"Who was that?" Sango questioned about the suddenly noticed guest.
"Doesn't matter." Was all he said before escorting her to their seats, "Obviously a frog."
The train station was rustling and bustling with people. Passengers coming and going, merchants selling goods to all who they can find, peasants begging for charity from the traveling rich, and the train crew loading food and supplies into the cargo car.
"Hey Connon, what're you reading?" Rachael asked looking down at Connon who was still looking at the paper as they waited for the train
"Oh eh, just looking for the comics." He said sheepishly, "Man, I can't even read the papers without causing suspicion. Man I wish I had my old body back."
(For those who haven't seen Cased Closed Connon is actually a sixteen year old boy named Jimmy Kudo whose and expert in solving mysteries. However after witnessing a crime he was given a mysterious poison that turned him into a six year old kid (physicly). Now he's partnered up with his girlfriend and her dad and solves cases while trying to find a way to change back. However he can't reveal who he really is. (and Richard couldn't even solve a crossword puzzle!))
Rachael then turned to her father who was snoozing on a bench, "Oh come on dad wake up." She leaned over and shook him lightly.
"Uh what? Oh is it ready yet?"
Rachael: "No not yet.'
Richard: "I can't believe we decided to take this bucket of bolts instead of a plane."
Rachael: "Dad! I have an interview for a collage in London and this would be a good way to get the European feel."
Richard mumbled, "Yeah sure and drain our finances while we're at it."
Rachael folded her arms and looked away, "Oh come on you're always so cheap. We're on this thing for free because of your last case remember?"
"Yeah I know, but maybe I should change my profession." The man said in mid yawn.
Rachael and Connon gasped in surprise, "But Dad you're a success in this business. You've solved more cases in the last few months then you did the last ten years."
Richard: "Yeah but the cases aren't really as exciting as they used to be. I keep falling asleep afterward and forget all about it."
Connon: "That's because I'M the one solving your cases"
The brown haired girl quickly tried to change the subject, "Hey Dad do you have our ticket's?"
Richard's eyes suddenly became wide open, "Eh….tickets…?"
"I can't believe you lost our tickets dad!" she scolded pointing her finger at him.
"Now now honey I know I put them in my pocket's somewhere."
"ARG! Never mind, I'll go see I f the booth has any more." She said in frustration and stomped away.
A young looking woman pushed a wheelchair down the platform carrying an elderly majestic woman. Atop of her lap a little two tailed cat rested, ready to pounce on anyone who would get near her mistress.
A large elderly white dog in a conductor's uniform waited at the door of the sleeping car. In an old Japanese tongue the dog spoke to the two ladies and checked their passports before boarding.
Not too long afterward a tall young white haired man in a red suit and a black haired woman in a white and green dress made their way across the crowded street to the train. As the merchants swarmed around them the man shielded his lady from then and hurried past.
"Now take a look at this guy." Richard said to Connon as they entered the gate of the station. "Wonder how much it cost to get those ears done like that."
Connon looked up to see that the white haired man had two cat-like ears atop of his head. "Whoa! Who does he think he is CAT?"
Another tall white haired man with a reddish strips on his cheeks walked down the platform so soon after. Again the merchants and traders swarmed around him showing gems, tapestries, and rare foods. He simply waved his hand to shoo them away. With the peasants and orphans he smiled at them and tried to stay on course.
Unexpectedly he turned to the opposite wall where a sickly little girl sat alone.
He knelt down in front of her and gently placed his hand on her cheek. She looked up and smiled back at him.
The man quickly resumed back toward the train never looking back.
The girl looked down and gasped quietly in surprise to see a small doll in her arms as well as some money in her rag bag.
"Uh Richard, are you sure we're going in the right direction?" Connon asked following Richard, "This doesn't really look like the Orient Express."
"Don't worry Connon I know where I'm going."
Suddenly a short round 'man' came up at them from behind. "Excuse me gentlemen, but are you Richard Moore? The famous Private Detective?"
Richard looked over his shoulder, "Yes-WHOA!"
What he expected to be a fan turned out to be a brown furry animal like man that looked more like a raccoon dog.
The badger looked on at them and bowed, "I'm the director of the line Hatchi Underhill, and welcome aboard the Yoaki Express!"
Sorry if this is a little short. With all my other fics I'm going bonkers for ideas and getting the down. R and R
