Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-yasha. I do, however, own the amusing memories
that inspired a lot of this story. Yay for the London Paris trip.
Author's Note: Okay. I know what you're all thinking. Why the heck has she started another story? Well, guys, I hate to admit it, but the rest of my stories are probably not going to be continued any time soon. I have a horrible case of writers block. But quite frankly, while on the plane flight back from my London Paris tour I was struck with inspiration. Most of this story is based atleast loosely on my experiences, even in exaggerated greatly and made up at points. If it comes out like I want it to, it's going to be incredibly funny. Like Love and Wilderness Teens, if you've read that. Funny and more than a little nutty. I've plotted it all out, so there's a low chance that I'm going to abandon it. I hope that you enjoy!
Exchange Student Inu-Yasha Chapter One: Terrifying Travels
"You're going to be at terminal 28." The smiling woman said, handing the two teenage boys their boarding passes. "Have a wonderful day!" She stated. The boy with long hair in a pony tail bowed his head to the woman.
"And you also, I hope, beautiful." He flashed a dazzling smile at the woman and she giggled. The irritated looking boy with long white blond hair caught the pony tailed boy by the back of his collar and dragged him off to their terminal before he could flirt any further with the worker.
"You idiot, Miroku. If you harass the workers we'll be kicked out of the airport."
"So?" Miroku scowled.
"No French girls." Inu-yasha stated, rolling his eyes.
A new light came into Miroku's eyes.
"I hear they kiss boys good night. And..." his eyes were alight with fantasy. "Each other."
"Wonderful." Inu-yasha's voice was dripping with sarcasm. "C'mon. Let's get through security. I think that there's food on the other side."
As they headed to security Inu-yasha was first in line. He unloaded his backpack and took of his coat. He walked through security without mishaps and picked up his backpack.
Miroku, however, was not so lucky. The person sitting behind the x- ray machine frowned, and pointed to his bag that came out of the end.
"That'll need to be searched." The security people picked up the bag and took it to the table. Miroku started to step towards them but was stopped by the personal.
"You can not touch your baggage, sir." The large man stated.
"But..." Miroku trailed off. The security man shook his head.
Meanwhile the confused security people were drawing dvd after dvd out of his bag. The man inspected one of the cases and started to laugh. He showed it to one of the other people and they started to laugh. They finally found the source of the distress: the portable dvd player in the bottom of his bag. The whole security team was laughing by the time they were done.
"You can... mphff... pack your bag up now." The man chuckled. Inu-yasha and Miroku both moved towards the bag. Inu-yasha got their first. He picked up one of the dvds and frowned in distaste.
"XXX Girls Gone Wild?" Inu-yasha said.
"Just something to keep me entertained." Miroku had a sick smile.
"Pervert." Inu-yasha muttered. His thoughts were interrupted by an announcement.
"Attention all travelers: the flight to Paris at terminal 28 has been delayed indefinatley. We apologize for the inconvenience that this delay may cause. Have a nice day."
"I pity the idiots at terminal 28." Inu-yasha said.
"I think that's our flight." Miroku sighed.
"Damn." Inu-yasha said. "We're going to be here a while, aren't we?" Miroku shrugged.
"Oh, don't be such a pessimist." Miroku said. "It'll probably be only about an hour."
~*~*~ SIX HOURS LATER~*~*~
Miroku was asleep in his chair at the terminal, his chair littered with two meals worth of trash. Inu-yasha was slouched in his chair, regretting having ever signed up for the exchange program.
His parents had forced him to sign up for French, having some demented dream that he was to become a civilized person. So when they had heard through his school that students had a chance to send their students on a four day home-stay trip to France, they practically forced their son to go. Their French class was extrodinarily small, and the only other student that was going at the same time as him was Miroku, the infamous pervert. The worst part of it was that Inu-yasha hated French.
"Attention all passengers." The intercom blared. Miroku awoke with a start. "The flight at 28 is now boarding. We apologize for the delay. Rows 60 through 50 please board the plane."
Miroku and Inu-yasha dragged themselves to the terminal. They checked in and took their seats, which were at the very back of the plane. Miroku whipped out his dvd player and Inu-yasha scowled.
"Can you at least wait until the plane takes off?" Inu-yasha complained. Miroku drooped then nodded.
"Hello to all our passengers today and welcome to our flight. The weather is good and our trip will take approximately six hours. Please enjoy your flight and if you have any needs feel free to summon our glamerous and beautiful flight attendants. Since we are doing a flight at night, I will be doing a minimum amount of announcements. Thank you and please mind the safety video." The pilot announced. Miroku's eyes light up.
"Flight attendants?" Miroku had a perverted look.
Inu-yasha just put his hand over his face.
~*~*~ 3:00 AMERICAN TIME ~*~*~ Inu-yasha had fallen asleep in his chair a few minutes ago, and Miroku had gone through half of his library. The boy tapped his finger nails on the armrest of his chair. A strange smile came across his face as he noticed a button on the armrest he had previously forgotten.
A few minutes later a flight attendant in a short red skirt came up to his seat.
"Excuse me sir, can I help you with something?" She asked. Miroku put on his widest smile.
"Yes, I would like some in flight entertainment." Miroku said.
"You can access our library of movies by using the main menu button on your remote."
"No. A different kind of entertainment."
"What would that be?"
"You." Now Miroku's smile was wide as the stewardess just stared. His hand started moving for the stewardess's bottom.
He was knocked unconscious by a heavy hard cover book swung at his head by Inu-yasha. Inu-yasha put the book back into his backpack and rubbed his eyes.
"Sorry miss. My friends a little rude." Inu-yasha apologized sleepily. The stewardess strutted off indignantly. "You idiot." Inu-yasha addressed Miroku.
"She was a glamorous and beautifully flight attendant." Miroku moaned, rubbing his head.
"You would have gotten us into a load of trouble."
"So?"
"Just think of the French girls kissing each other." Miroku smiled.
"Right."
~*~*~AT THE AIR PORT~*~*~
Neither of the two boys had gotten any sleep on the plane. Both had large bags underneath their eyes. Miroku, however, had a strange glint in his eyes. Both had gotten their checked bags and were waiting for their tours.
Kagome and Sango met near the terminal, embracing and pecking each other on the cheeks.
"Where have you been for break? I haven't seen you around." Sango asked.
"I went with my family to London."
"Oh..." Sango smiled and elbowed her friend. "British boys?"
"I was with my parents!" Kagome exclaimed, laughing.
"Still." Sango smiled.
Kagome elbowed her. "Pervert behind you, watching you. Don't turn." Kagome stepped to the side and called to the boys. "What are you looking at?"
"Why, you lovely ladies, of course." Miroku smiled provocatively. The two girls looked at him with horror.
"Pervert!" Sango shouted.
"Shut up, bitch." Inu-yasha snarled.
"What did you just stay to my friend?" Kagome demanded.
"I told her to shut up. Which you should too, wench." Inu-yasha retorted. Kagome turned red. Sango moved back a step, knowing what was coming.
"Why you American brute!" Kagome shouted. "You rude imbecile! What's your name, I'll have you reported to the authorities." She poked her finger into his chest. Inu-yasha looked down with amusement.
"What if I don't tell you?" He leered.
"Don't make me take you down, American boy." She growled.
"It's Inu-yasha. And I doubt you could." He teased. Kagome went pale.
"Inu-yasha?" She looked at him in shock. "You wouldn't happen to be here on a home-stay tour, would you?" She shot a loot at Sango.
"Yeah. I am, actually." He looked at Kagome oddly. "How did you know?"
Kagome looked at him miserably. "I'm Kagome. You're staying with me. And your friend, Miroku, I assume, is staying with my friend Sango." Kagome paused. "Beinvenue." Kagome sighed. "To Paris."
Beinvenue: Welcome.
NEXT TIME: Adventures on the Metro: pickpockets, wrong stops, and the bad part of Paris. Tune in next time!
AN: So, like it? Hate it? Amused? Review please!!!
Author's Note: Okay. I know what you're all thinking. Why the heck has she started another story? Well, guys, I hate to admit it, but the rest of my stories are probably not going to be continued any time soon. I have a horrible case of writers block. But quite frankly, while on the plane flight back from my London Paris tour I was struck with inspiration. Most of this story is based atleast loosely on my experiences, even in exaggerated greatly and made up at points. If it comes out like I want it to, it's going to be incredibly funny. Like Love and Wilderness Teens, if you've read that. Funny and more than a little nutty. I've plotted it all out, so there's a low chance that I'm going to abandon it. I hope that you enjoy!
Exchange Student Inu-Yasha Chapter One: Terrifying Travels
"You're going to be at terminal 28." The smiling woman said, handing the two teenage boys their boarding passes. "Have a wonderful day!" She stated. The boy with long hair in a pony tail bowed his head to the woman.
"And you also, I hope, beautiful." He flashed a dazzling smile at the woman and she giggled. The irritated looking boy with long white blond hair caught the pony tailed boy by the back of his collar and dragged him off to their terminal before he could flirt any further with the worker.
"You idiot, Miroku. If you harass the workers we'll be kicked out of the airport."
"So?" Miroku scowled.
"No French girls." Inu-yasha stated, rolling his eyes.
A new light came into Miroku's eyes.
"I hear they kiss boys good night. And..." his eyes were alight with fantasy. "Each other."
"Wonderful." Inu-yasha's voice was dripping with sarcasm. "C'mon. Let's get through security. I think that there's food on the other side."
As they headed to security Inu-yasha was first in line. He unloaded his backpack and took of his coat. He walked through security without mishaps and picked up his backpack.
Miroku, however, was not so lucky. The person sitting behind the x- ray machine frowned, and pointed to his bag that came out of the end.
"That'll need to be searched." The security people picked up the bag and took it to the table. Miroku started to step towards them but was stopped by the personal.
"You can not touch your baggage, sir." The large man stated.
"But..." Miroku trailed off. The security man shook his head.
Meanwhile the confused security people were drawing dvd after dvd out of his bag. The man inspected one of the cases and started to laugh. He showed it to one of the other people and they started to laugh. They finally found the source of the distress: the portable dvd player in the bottom of his bag. The whole security team was laughing by the time they were done.
"You can... mphff... pack your bag up now." The man chuckled. Inu-yasha and Miroku both moved towards the bag. Inu-yasha got their first. He picked up one of the dvds and frowned in distaste.
"XXX Girls Gone Wild?" Inu-yasha said.
"Just something to keep me entertained." Miroku had a sick smile.
"Pervert." Inu-yasha muttered. His thoughts were interrupted by an announcement.
"Attention all travelers: the flight to Paris at terminal 28 has been delayed indefinatley. We apologize for the inconvenience that this delay may cause. Have a nice day."
"I pity the idiots at terminal 28." Inu-yasha said.
"I think that's our flight." Miroku sighed.
"Damn." Inu-yasha said. "We're going to be here a while, aren't we?" Miroku shrugged.
"Oh, don't be such a pessimist." Miroku said. "It'll probably be only about an hour."
~*~*~ SIX HOURS LATER~*~*~
Miroku was asleep in his chair at the terminal, his chair littered with two meals worth of trash. Inu-yasha was slouched in his chair, regretting having ever signed up for the exchange program.
His parents had forced him to sign up for French, having some demented dream that he was to become a civilized person. So when they had heard through his school that students had a chance to send their students on a four day home-stay trip to France, they practically forced their son to go. Their French class was extrodinarily small, and the only other student that was going at the same time as him was Miroku, the infamous pervert. The worst part of it was that Inu-yasha hated French.
"Attention all passengers." The intercom blared. Miroku awoke with a start. "The flight at 28 is now boarding. We apologize for the delay. Rows 60 through 50 please board the plane."
Miroku and Inu-yasha dragged themselves to the terminal. They checked in and took their seats, which were at the very back of the plane. Miroku whipped out his dvd player and Inu-yasha scowled.
"Can you at least wait until the plane takes off?" Inu-yasha complained. Miroku drooped then nodded.
"Hello to all our passengers today and welcome to our flight. The weather is good and our trip will take approximately six hours. Please enjoy your flight and if you have any needs feel free to summon our glamerous and beautiful flight attendants. Since we are doing a flight at night, I will be doing a minimum amount of announcements. Thank you and please mind the safety video." The pilot announced. Miroku's eyes light up.
"Flight attendants?" Miroku had a perverted look.
Inu-yasha just put his hand over his face.
~*~*~ 3:00 AMERICAN TIME ~*~*~ Inu-yasha had fallen asleep in his chair a few minutes ago, and Miroku had gone through half of his library. The boy tapped his finger nails on the armrest of his chair. A strange smile came across his face as he noticed a button on the armrest he had previously forgotten.
A few minutes later a flight attendant in a short red skirt came up to his seat.
"Excuse me sir, can I help you with something?" She asked. Miroku put on his widest smile.
"Yes, I would like some in flight entertainment." Miroku said.
"You can access our library of movies by using the main menu button on your remote."
"No. A different kind of entertainment."
"What would that be?"
"You." Now Miroku's smile was wide as the stewardess just stared. His hand started moving for the stewardess's bottom.
He was knocked unconscious by a heavy hard cover book swung at his head by Inu-yasha. Inu-yasha put the book back into his backpack and rubbed his eyes.
"Sorry miss. My friends a little rude." Inu-yasha apologized sleepily. The stewardess strutted off indignantly. "You idiot." Inu-yasha addressed Miroku.
"She was a glamorous and beautifully flight attendant." Miroku moaned, rubbing his head.
"You would have gotten us into a load of trouble."
"So?"
"Just think of the French girls kissing each other." Miroku smiled.
"Right."
~*~*~AT THE AIR PORT~*~*~
Neither of the two boys had gotten any sleep on the plane. Both had large bags underneath their eyes. Miroku, however, had a strange glint in his eyes. Both had gotten their checked bags and were waiting for their tours.
Kagome and Sango met near the terminal, embracing and pecking each other on the cheeks.
"Where have you been for break? I haven't seen you around." Sango asked.
"I went with my family to London."
"Oh..." Sango smiled and elbowed her friend. "British boys?"
"I was with my parents!" Kagome exclaimed, laughing.
"Still." Sango smiled.
Kagome elbowed her. "Pervert behind you, watching you. Don't turn." Kagome stepped to the side and called to the boys. "What are you looking at?"
"Why, you lovely ladies, of course." Miroku smiled provocatively. The two girls looked at him with horror.
"Pervert!" Sango shouted.
"Shut up, bitch." Inu-yasha snarled.
"What did you just stay to my friend?" Kagome demanded.
"I told her to shut up. Which you should too, wench." Inu-yasha retorted. Kagome turned red. Sango moved back a step, knowing what was coming.
"Why you American brute!" Kagome shouted. "You rude imbecile! What's your name, I'll have you reported to the authorities." She poked her finger into his chest. Inu-yasha looked down with amusement.
"What if I don't tell you?" He leered.
"Don't make me take you down, American boy." She growled.
"It's Inu-yasha. And I doubt you could." He teased. Kagome went pale.
"Inu-yasha?" She looked at him in shock. "You wouldn't happen to be here on a home-stay tour, would you?" She shot a loot at Sango.
"Yeah. I am, actually." He looked at Kagome oddly. "How did you know?"
Kagome looked at him miserably. "I'm Kagome. You're staying with me. And your friend, Miroku, I assume, is staying with my friend Sango." Kagome paused. "Beinvenue." Kagome sighed. "To Paris."
Beinvenue: Welcome.
NEXT TIME: Adventures on the Metro: pickpockets, wrong stops, and the bad part of Paris. Tune in next time!
AN: So, like it? Hate it? Amused? Review please!!!