Disclaimer: I don't own any of the IY characters nor do I own a car of any kind. I also realize that, had this been in real life, there would be a language barrier. I've decided to over look it. So, with the wave of my clawed hand, I grant Inu-Yasha, Kagome, Miroku, and Sango the ability to speak and understand English! OoO

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Dilemma at the Airport

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"Jason, I have to go get Kagome and her friends from the airport. I'll be back in about an hour." Kara told her fiancé.

"Sure you don't want me to do it, sweetie?" he asked her.

"They don't know you, darling. Besides, I want it to be a surprise when they meet you."

"Okay. I'll see you later then. I love you. Bye!"

Kara blew a kiss back to her soon-to-be-husband. He was so handsome in his jeans and T-shirt, his face tanned from surfing in the sun. There would be plenty of time to admire his pretty face later though. Right now, she needed to get to the airport to pick up her cousin and friends!

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After one long day on a plane, Kagome and the others were quite content to be back on solid ground. Inu-Yasha, by far, was the most. His poor, sensitive ears had been popping the entire flight. It had gotten better when he became accustomed to the elevation, but, it seemed, right as he had, they started to land.

"Thank God that's done!" Inu-Yasha declared as he stepped into the terminal. Girls with lays came up to him.

"Aloha!" they greeted and each placed one over his head. The same went with each of the passengers as they got off the plane.

"Man, a guy could get used to being greeted by beautiful women in grass skirts, but boy is it hot." Miroku noted as he got his and Sango's bags off the conveyer belt. Sango smacked him over the head lightly.

Inu-Yasha nodded as he grabbed Kagome's, then his own bags.

They all wandered their way to the customs checkpoint.

Inu-Yasha went first and barely growled as he got checked over with the metal-detector wand.

"Who's coming to pick us up?" Sango asked as she went through.

"Kara, I think." Kagome answered. Then she realized just how crowded the airport was. It would be just perfect if they got separated.

Miroku spoke her fear. "Where's Inu-Yasha going?"

"WHAT?!" Kagome nearly shouted.

Her outburst earned her some strange looks and some extra attention from the customs agents that were checking her bag, one in particular.

"Miss, I'm going to have to ask you to come with me," the young man said.

Kagome looked up and read his nametag. It said Kouga.

"What? Why?" Kagome asked as she was led away.

"Don't worry, ma'am, it's just random checks of foreign passengers. Security reasons."

Random? Random my ass! Why'd I have to yell?! Security's already tight at these places, so why'd I have to yell!

"Don't worry," Miroku called, "Sango will meet you back here and I'll go find Inu-Yasha."

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Kara was having a blast trying to find a parking space.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" she screamed as she passed yet another row of filled parking spaces. "Isn't there a meter around here at least?!"

This was frustrating to say the least. She'd been driving around in the parking lot for at least an hour searching for a spot. She thought she'd found one once only to find it was filled with broken glass. A second time another driver pulled all the way through two spaces and just as Kara got around to the other side, another person took that one as well.

"Surely I've been singled out for persecution today." Kara moaned to herself.

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If Kara thought she was singled out for persecution, than poor Kagome was about to be put on the chopping block.

She was led away by the young customs agent to a group of rooms at the customs' offices. There he handed her off to a lady in a security uniform. She noticed Kagome's frightened gaze.

"It's just a random check." she said.

Oh, sure. Now *she's* trying to feed me this bullshit.

"Passport please."

Kagome handed the woman her passport. She looked at it then handed it back to Kagome.

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Miroku weaved in and out of the crowd looking for that silver-haired troublemaker, otherwise know as Inu-Yasha.

Where the hell did he go?

Just then, Miroku caught a glimpse of something silver among the crowd near a hotdog vendor. He heard a few surprised gasps and saw some people with their jaws nearly glued to the floor. Miroku hoped to God that Inu-Yasha hadn't done something stupid to get himself arrested.

He pushed his way through the crowd to find Inu-Yasha sitting at a table eating a hotdog. Miroku quickly scanned the area for any sign of blood. Inu-Yasha saw him.

"Miroku! Dis American ood isn't ad." he said with his mouth full.

Miroku shook his head and walked over to his friend.

"Swallow, then talk."

Inu-Yasha swallowed his food. "I said: This American food isn't bad."

"Come on, we have to go back and meet the girls at the customs checkpoint."

The loudspeaker boomed: "Would a Mister Miroku and Mister Inu-Yasha please come to the customs offices near terminal 2-b. There is a young lady here to speak with you. Thank you."

"Or, I guess we have to go to the customs offices."

"What happened, Miroku?" Inu-Yasha asked more than a little concerned, the hotdog all but forgotten.

Miroku explained along the way. They met Sango at the offices along with Kagome.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, Miss," the young man in front of her way saying.

He was a sly devil with long black hair. He wasn't a normal human either; he was a demon. He put his hand on her shoulder like an old friend and that's when Inu-Yasha took action. It wasn't his normal way of doing things, but he was actually using his brain right now. Inu-Yasha walked up behind Kagome and brushed the man's hand off. She looked up and saw him and sighed. Her savior was here!

"Pardon, me sir, but we'll be leaving if that's all." Miroku was saying.

The young man nodded and his gaze lingered on Kagome for a while longer. Then he left.

"Let's go." Kagome muttered angrily.

Inu-Yasha wasn't sure if she was angry with him or just angry because she had been singled out for one of these 'random checks', but he grabbed her bag as well as his own and followed her to the front entrance. Sango and Miroku did the same.

They had been sitting there for about five minutes when Kara came in.

"Kagome? Sango? Is that you? Miroku? Inu-Yasha?"

Kagome turned around and saw her cousin. She was easily recognizable because of her wild red hair and dragon tattoo that was exposed thanks to her belly shirt.

"Kara!" both Sango and Kagome squealed at the same time.

Both the boys were much, much more reserved, preferring to stay far away from the girl that had once cut them down with paintballs.

Kara hugged Sango and Kagome and then looked up at the boys.

"Heh, heh. Kara… Long time, no see." Miroku managed. Images of red paint were rapidly coming back to him.

"Ya, long time, no see…" Inu-Yasha muttered.

"Have you been waiting here long?" she asked no one in general.

"No, not really," Sango answered.

"We got caught up at customs." Kagome growled.

"That bad, huh?" Kara asked.

"You have noooo idea."

"Tell me all about it in the car. Or on the way up, 'cause I'm practically parked on the moon."

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My Notes:

First I would like to thank my reviewers! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I was gonna wait to post this for a while but now I'm so happy I can't! ^-^

Wanna know why Kagome's so angry? Then read the next chapter! Well, when it's up… You can't very well read something that's not there… It'll actually start to get to the point of the story a little bit.

One thing I realized was that I have no sense of time what so ever. A wedding is normally planned months in advance, but oh well, I'll make it work!

Once again: thanks to my reviewers!

--Lady Netiri ^-^