A/N-Okay, there was some confusion last chapter about Inuyasha's appearance in this story and I thought I covered it but now that I think about it, I don't think I did. Actually, now that I'm really thinking about it, I think I explain it in this chapter…Anyhow, he's human in this fic with his long black hair (I was thinking about making it short but I just couldn't allow myself to cut his gorgeous hair ^_^) and he has dark eyes. I didn't really give any thought as to whether they were violet or just dark so I dunno. But yeah, so human Inuyasha with long black hair wearing dark sunglasses, a leather coat and a black clingy T-shirt. *Drools* Oh yeah, and someone also commented that they don't like the American names and I just wanted to say that Jack and Mike are probably the only American names in this fic so no worries ^_^

Disclaimer-I do not own the Inuyasha characters.

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Inuyasha set his carry on luggage on the conveyor belt, which then took it through an scanner like machine. Then he took out all the metal in his pockets and set them in the little basket a security guard handed him and walked through the metal detector gate. Finding nothing on him or in his bags, Inuyasha grabbed his bag, shoved all the metal back into his pockets, and headed towards gate 103.

"Airport security quality is diminishing these days," Inuyasha murmured, patting his leather coat where his pistol was kept. Jack had had one of the men specially design it so it wouldn't be detected by airport security.

After handing the lady at the gate his ticket, he walked into the long, covered ramp to the plane. He settled into his comfortable seat, pulled out his magazine, and began to flip through it, silently hoping that the seat beside him would remain unoccupied. He hated it when the person next to you snored or smelled bad or wouldn't shut up. He had the misfortune to sit beside a man who was afraid of flying once and Inuyasha never wanted to have to go through that again.

Inuyasha sighed inwardly as a small boy plopped into the seat next to him behind his mother.

"Hi, my name's Shippo," the kid said to Inuyasha. "What's yours?"

"Barney," Inuyasha said sarcastically, turning the page loudly.

"Wow, I used to watch a TV show about a dinosaur named Barney once. He was a purple dinosaur," the boy said, in awe of the amazing coincidence.

Inuyasha paused in the reading of his magazine for a moment to close his eyes and then open them slowly. Then he continued to flip through it.

"Did you ever watch that show?" Shippo asked.

"Hey, kid," Inuyasha whispered, leaning towards him. He nodded towards a sleeping man across the aisle from the kid and whispered, "I heard that his favorite show was Barney."

"Really?" Shippo asked, his eyes widening in excitement.

"Yeah, why don't you two compare opinions or something," Inuyasha said, returning his attention to his magazine.

Shippo reached across the aisle and tapped the sleeping man on the shoulder. The man woke up with a grunt and Inuyasha heard Shippo say, "My name's Shippo. What's yours?" Shippo was kept occupied for a few moments but then the man went back to sleep and Shippo returned to talk to Inuyasha.

"Are you a spy or a detective like Inspector Gadget or James Bond?" Shippo asked. "You're wearing a black leather coat and dark sunglasses. Spies always wear black leather coats and dark glasses. Or are you like, an agent from the Matrix?"

Inuyasha yanked off his sunglasses in frustration and tucked them into his pocket. "There? Happy? I'm not a spy."

Shippo still glanced at him suspiciously.

Inuyasha sighed in frustration and pulled off his coat. "There. No black leather jacket."

"You're wearing a black t-shirt," Shippo said, pointing to his shirt.

"Listen kid, I'm not taking that off," Inuyasha said, flipping through his magazine, the pages making a snapping noise since he took his irritation out on the pages.

"Do you like Power Rangers?" Shippo asked, holding up an action figure.

Inuyasha sighed. This was going to be a long plane ride…

"This bounty better be worth it," Inuyasha said into his cell phone as he walked towards the baggage claim. "I sat next to a little chatterbox kid who wouldn't shut up the entire plane ride, Jack. You'd be amazed at how much I now know about Pokemon and Power Rangers since he insisted on quoting every possible line from the TV shows."

Jack chuckled. "It's worth it. Believe me, it is."

"It had better be," Inuyasha muttered, spotting his bag and heaving it off the circular conveyor belt.

"First worry about finding him. Then you can think about the bounty."

"Yeah, whatever, Jack," Inuyasha said, hanging up and hailing a cab. "Millennium un Plaza, 1 Union Plaza," he told the cab driver as he got inside. (A/N-That's an actual hotel in New York City. I was so proud of myself since I actually did some research for this story. I love the internet ^_^)

The driver nodded and turned left, heading for Union Plaza.

"Yu new heeuh in town eh?" the driver asked him, in a heavy New York accent, dropping his r's.

"Yeah," Inuyasha said, looking out the window.

"Well, don't get lost. The Big Apple's a big place," he said.

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind," Inuyasha murmured, still looking out the window.

When they reached the hotel, Inuyasha paid the driver and went inside to check in.

A bus boy took his bags to his room while he checked in at the front desk.

"Your room is on the thirty-eighth floor. Enjoy your stay," the lady at the front desk said, smiling cheerfully.

Inuyasha gaped at her. "The thirty-eighth floor…up?" he asked, absently pointing skyward.

"Yes, sir, up," the lady said, seeming a bit annoyed.

"Right," Inuyasha said, wandering down the hall, searching for the elevator since he sure as hell wasn't taking the stairs to go up thirty-eight floors. (A/N-The Millennium un Plaza hotel has forty floors in it.)

Once inside the elevator, he pushed at the buttons impatiently, even though he knew that that wouldn't get him to the thirty-eighth floor any faster. Out of sheer habit, he glanced around the elevator and smiled to himself when he found no hidden surveillance cameras.

He finally stepped out of the elevator when the doors slid open on the thirty-eighth floor. Once he was standing in front of the door to his rooms, he slid his card in the lock and stepped inside, checking out his room.

The lights were dim, casting an orangish glow around the room and over the furniture. It was well-furnished with a bed with white blankets and sheets, a desk with a black swivel chair in front of it, a bedside table upon which sat a clock/radio and a telephone, and a coffee table in front of a really comfortable-looking white couch. The couch sat in front of some windows with a great view of the Manhattan skyline. (A/N-And that's really what a room in the Millennium un Plaza hotel looks like ^_^ I did my homework)

He walked into the kitchen to find some cabinets with plates, bowls, and cups inside, a refrigerator with a freezer on top, a stove, and a microwave. He pulled open a drawer and saw that it was full of silverware.

Inuyasha unpacked a little bit before pulling out the manila folder and setting it on the coffee table as he sat on the couch. Flipping it open and skimming through the information inside, he searched for a clue as to where he should start. He didn't have time for sightseeing; he had a job to do and was determined to do it. Jack had said that no one was able to find Kouga and actually live to tell about it, all the more reason for Inuyasha to find him and turn him in.

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A/N-Walala! There's another chappie for you people. I really liked Shippo. I thought that was pretty funny…Feel free to IM me or email me with comments or suggestions or whatever.