Okay, here's Chapter 7. Oh, are you just so jealous of Inu-yasha? He gets
to stay in a confined plane with Hojo! Oh the many pleasures of loving a
girl!
Road Trip Gone Wild!
"So, what are you going to do about the car when we get to the airport?" Kagome asked Hojo. She was sitting in the front seat, next to Hojo, which made Inu-yasha want to shred the back of Hojo's seat, and perhaps dig deep to where "Unexpectantly" his hand shoots through enough to puncture his skull...but Inu-yasha held his composure for Kagome's sake.
"My mom's going to take a taxi here after work to pick it up," He answered. He looked over at her and smiled.
She smiled back.
Inu-yasha thought evil thoughts.
Miroku hit Inu-yasha. He knew Inu-yasha was thinking evil thoughts, and he thought he better get him to snap out of it before he became impulsive. Miroku was actually surprised Inu-yasha hadn't tried to slit his throat yet.
"Bah! What was that for?"
Miroku leaned over and whispered in Inu-yasha's ear. "I know you're having unmoral thoughts about the young man..."
"Well," Inu-yasha whispered back. "If you guessed I'm having bad thoughts, then that must mean Ho-ho did something to make you think that I was thinking of bad things. So, you must have been thinking like I was thinking, but are denying you are thinking like that, because I'm thinking like that, and you want to seem like you don't think like I think cause when I think of things, I usually act on them and..." He takes a deep breath.
"Slow down, Inu-yasha! You're not even making sense!" Miroku eyed Inu-yasha. Miroku understood what was happening. Inu-yasha was tense about the whole situation. He didn't like Hojo being around Kagome.
Inu-yasha took a deep breath and looked out the front windshield. What he saw next was what he feared all along.
Hojo's fingertips brushed Kagome's forearm...
Inu-yasha's eyes almost bulged out of his head. Miroku saw what happened, and knew this wasn't exactly forgivable in Inu-yasha's mind. He saw Inu-yasha's hands fold up into tight fist.
Miroku leaned up into the middle of the two front seats. And by doing so, he had bumped Hojo's hand away from Kagome's arm. Miroku saw a look of disappointment on Hojo's face out of the corner of his eye.
"So," Miroku started. "Are we there yet?"
He heard Inu-yasha's sigh of relief from the backseat.
"Almost," Hojo answered, not so cheerily.
"Oh," Miroku said. He stayed up in between the two and stared out the window for a minute or so.
"What about now?" He asked.
Hojo sighed. "Not yet."
"Oh..."
Inu-yasha smiled in the backseat. Although he'd never admit it out loud, he didn't know what he would do without Miroku.
"What about now?"
Hojo's jaw tightened. His knuckles turned white from squeezing the steering wheel too much.
"........."
Much to the groups luck, the person that handled all tickets and passports happened to be a female. And it just so happened Miroku could actually work his charm on her.
"What do you mean, Inu-yasha and Miroku can't board because they have no ID's?" Kagome demanded to know.
The woman just looked at her and shook her head.
"We have heightened our Security Policies. I'm very sorry about..."
Miroku smiled at her. "Are you sure there's not ANY way we can get around a little bitty rule?"
The woman smiled back, and sorta fluttered her eyes.
Inu-yasha wanted to hurl.
Miroku walked up to the counter and looked into her eyes.
Kagome figured he might actually get them through, so she backed up to let him work his magic.
"You know," Miroku said in a deep, manly voice. "It would mean a lot to me, if you would please let us get through. I know it might be against the rules, but rules are made to be broken, right?" He winked at her.
The woman's legs nearly went out. "Well, I guess I can let you go through...you don't look like you will cause any trouble on the plane, or anything."
Kagome whispered something in Miroku's ear. Inu-yasha tried to hear it, but he was caught off guard, and wasn't paying much attention, so he missed it.
Miroku leaned over the counter and looked on the computer screen as the woman typed in their information. "Hm, you think you could change that?" He pointed to something on the screen.
The woman looked up at what he was pointing at and sighed. Miroku looked deeply into her eyes again, and formed a little a pouty face.
"Do you know how much trouble I can get into for this?" She asked as she changed what he was pointing at.
Miroku reclined in his seat. They had just boarded the plane, and Miroku was very proud of his work. Kagome walked past him to sit in one of the chairs in front of him.
"Mission Accomplished!" Kagome said happily, giving him a pat on his shoulder.
The "Little" thing Miroku had the woman change was the part of the plane they would be sitting in.
First class all the way, baby!
Inu-yasha made sure to sit by Kagome. In the first class, there were only two seats in a row, so he was sure there was no way Hojo could be anywhere near Kagome.
Hojo walked up to Miroku's row, and was about to sit diagonally behind Kagome when Miroku thought better of it. Miroku moved from the window seat to the isle seat.
"You know," Miroku said. "I feel nervous sitting by the window, I hope you don't mind, do you?"
Hojo, being to dense to realize they were just trying to keep him away from Kagome, smiled and said it was all right. He moved past Miroku and sat in the window seat.
"Attention all passengers," A voice from a speaker said. "The plane will be taking off shortly. Please make sure all items are secured down, and that all belts are fastened. And thank you for choosing to fly Tokyo Airways."
Miroku and Inu-yasha looked frantically around. "Where did that voice come from?!" Inu-yasha asked.
"It's a voice from the heavens!" Miroku said, still looking around.
Kagome laughed. Hojo just looked at them as if they were nuts.
"It's from a speaker," Kagome explained. "It's okay."
"I knew that..." Inu-yasha answered.
The engines started, and Inu-yasha's grip tightened on the seats armrest. Kagome noticed and reached over and took Inu-yasha's hand into hers.
As the plane left the ground, no one spoke. Except for Hojo...
"HEY! I think I can see the Hostess store from here!"
After more hours than Inu-yasha or anyone could count, the plane had landed in Miami's main airport. They all sat for a moment, letting it all sink in, that for the first time's of their lives, they have left their home country, Japan, and had stepped onto unknown turf.
They all slowly stood and went to the exit door. Miroku was the first to walk out. He took a deep breath and breathed in the salty ocean air. He stretched his arms out and yawned.
Then, he looked around. What he saw could have made him keel over and croak right then if he hadn't grabbed the handrail to stabilize himself. All around the bottom of the stairs leading from the plane were girls in bikinis, waving at them, and holding signs up, welcoming them to Miami.
'Oh, no...' Kagome thought as she watched Miroku try to breath. Some how, he reminded her of a fish out of water, for some, funky reason.
Okay, I have to go to work right now, but I'll be back with more in chapter 8! Thanks for reading!
Road Trip Gone Wild!
"So, what are you going to do about the car when we get to the airport?" Kagome asked Hojo. She was sitting in the front seat, next to Hojo, which made Inu-yasha want to shred the back of Hojo's seat, and perhaps dig deep to where "Unexpectantly" his hand shoots through enough to puncture his skull...but Inu-yasha held his composure for Kagome's sake.
"My mom's going to take a taxi here after work to pick it up," He answered. He looked over at her and smiled.
She smiled back.
Inu-yasha thought evil thoughts.
Miroku hit Inu-yasha. He knew Inu-yasha was thinking evil thoughts, and he thought he better get him to snap out of it before he became impulsive. Miroku was actually surprised Inu-yasha hadn't tried to slit his throat yet.
"Bah! What was that for?"
Miroku leaned over and whispered in Inu-yasha's ear. "I know you're having unmoral thoughts about the young man..."
"Well," Inu-yasha whispered back. "If you guessed I'm having bad thoughts, then that must mean Ho-ho did something to make you think that I was thinking of bad things. So, you must have been thinking like I was thinking, but are denying you are thinking like that, because I'm thinking like that, and you want to seem like you don't think like I think cause when I think of things, I usually act on them and..." He takes a deep breath.
"Slow down, Inu-yasha! You're not even making sense!" Miroku eyed Inu-yasha. Miroku understood what was happening. Inu-yasha was tense about the whole situation. He didn't like Hojo being around Kagome.
Inu-yasha took a deep breath and looked out the front windshield. What he saw next was what he feared all along.
Hojo's fingertips brushed Kagome's forearm...
Inu-yasha's eyes almost bulged out of his head. Miroku saw what happened, and knew this wasn't exactly forgivable in Inu-yasha's mind. He saw Inu-yasha's hands fold up into tight fist.
Miroku leaned up into the middle of the two front seats. And by doing so, he had bumped Hojo's hand away from Kagome's arm. Miroku saw a look of disappointment on Hojo's face out of the corner of his eye.
"So," Miroku started. "Are we there yet?"
He heard Inu-yasha's sigh of relief from the backseat.
"Almost," Hojo answered, not so cheerily.
"Oh," Miroku said. He stayed up in between the two and stared out the window for a minute or so.
"What about now?" He asked.
Hojo sighed. "Not yet."
"Oh..."
Inu-yasha smiled in the backseat. Although he'd never admit it out loud, he didn't know what he would do without Miroku.
"What about now?"
Hojo's jaw tightened. His knuckles turned white from squeezing the steering wheel too much.
"........."
Much to the groups luck, the person that handled all tickets and passports happened to be a female. And it just so happened Miroku could actually work his charm on her.
"What do you mean, Inu-yasha and Miroku can't board because they have no ID's?" Kagome demanded to know.
The woman just looked at her and shook her head.
"We have heightened our Security Policies. I'm very sorry about..."
Miroku smiled at her. "Are you sure there's not ANY way we can get around a little bitty rule?"
The woman smiled back, and sorta fluttered her eyes.
Inu-yasha wanted to hurl.
Miroku walked up to the counter and looked into her eyes.
Kagome figured he might actually get them through, so she backed up to let him work his magic.
"You know," Miroku said in a deep, manly voice. "It would mean a lot to me, if you would please let us get through. I know it might be against the rules, but rules are made to be broken, right?" He winked at her.
The woman's legs nearly went out. "Well, I guess I can let you go through...you don't look like you will cause any trouble on the plane, or anything."
Kagome whispered something in Miroku's ear. Inu-yasha tried to hear it, but he was caught off guard, and wasn't paying much attention, so he missed it.
Miroku leaned over the counter and looked on the computer screen as the woman typed in their information. "Hm, you think you could change that?" He pointed to something on the screen.
The woman looked up at what he was pointing at and sighed. Miroku looked deeply into her eyes again, and formed a little a pouty face.
"Do you know how much trouble I can get into for this?" She asked as she changed what he was pointing at.
Miroku reclined in his seat. They had just boarded the plane, and Miroku was very proud of his work. Kagome walked past him to sit in one of the chairs in front of him.
"Mission Accomplished!" Kagome said happily, giving him a pat on his shoulder.
The "Little" thing Miroku had the woman change was the part of the plane they would be sitting in.
First class all the way, baby!
Inu-yasha made sure to sit by Kagome. In the first class, there were only two seats in a row, so he was sure there was no way Hojo could be anywhere near Kagome.
Hojo walked up to Miroku's row, and was about to sit diagonally behind Kagome when Miroku thought better of it. Miroku moved from the window seat to the isle seat.
"You know," Miroku said. "I feel nervous sitting by the window, I hope you don't mind, do you?"
Hojo, being to dense to realize they were just trying to keep him away from Kagome, smiled and said it was all right. He moved past Miroku and sat in the window seat.
"Attention all passengers," A voice from a speaker said. "The plane will be taking off shortly. Please make sure all items are secured down, and that all belts are fastened. And thank you for choosing to fly Tokyo Airways."
Miroku and Inu-yasha looked frantically around. "Where did that voice come from?!" Inu-yasha asked.
"It's a voice from the heavens!" Miroku said, still looking around.
Kagome laughed. Hojo just looked at them as if they were nuts.
"It's from a speaker," Kagome explained. "It's okay."
"I knew that..." Inu-yasha answered.
The engines started, and Inu-yasha's grip tightened on the seats armrest. Kagome noticed and reached over and took Inu-yasha's hand into hers.
As the plane left the ground, no one spoke. Except for Hojo...
"HEY! I think I can see the Hostess store from here!"
After more hours than Inu-yasha or anyone could count, the plane had landed in Miami's main airport. They all sat for a moment, letting it all sink in, that for the first time's of their lives, they have left their home country, Japan, and had stepped onto unknown turf.
They all slowly stood and went to the exit door. Miroku was the first to walk out. He took a deep breath and breathed in the salty ocean air. He stretched his arms out and yawned.
Then, he looked around. What he saw could have made him keel over and croak right then if he hadn't grabbed the handrail to stabilize himself. All around the bottom of the stairs leading from the plane were girls in bikinis, waving at them, and holding signs up, welcoming them to Miami.
'Oh, no...' Kagome thought as she watched Miroku try to breath. Some how, he reminded her of a fish out of water, for some, funky reason.
Okay, I have to go to work right now, but I'll be back with more in chapter 8! Thanks for reading!