REWRITTEN
Upon reviewing this chapter, I determined that it made no sense in the least. Please please PLEASE re-read it!
Crazy Band Story Ch. 2: Airplane!
"Is everyone here?" Koenma asked the next day in the Spirit World office.
"Yes." All those being punished drawled out. They had had to get up at 3 AM in order to make the flight in a few hours times. Also, Koenma (now a teenager) wanted to go over a few things before they left, meaning they had to get up even earlier than necessary.
"Good. Since everyone is here, the teens we are to stay with over-night-ed some things to us." Koenma reached over and grabbed a large box that had been sitting on his desk. He sliced it open with a letter opener and pulled out several smaller parcels and a ton of packing peanuts. "It says in this letter that in every one of these boxes there is a CD player and a CD to help you learn English better. Yes, Kurama. I know you are fluent but humor them." Koenma passed out all the parcels to the present company and kept one for himself.
"Another item they sent was the music for the show. This year's show for them deals with the opera. The songs are Pagliacci and Danse Bacchanale. These folders have our names on them for the specific parts we play."
"You mean, we aren't in the same section?" Yukina asked, accepting the folder Koenma handed to her.
"No. According to them it would cause too much chaos for us all to be in one group. They distributed us fairly easily throughout the whole of the band." Koenma responded, finishing passing out the folders.
"Hey, why didn't Shizuru and I get one?" Botan asked.
"There's a post script on the letter about that. Apparently, you don't play instruments and you'll learn everything you need to know when you get there." Koenma paraphrased before sticking the letter into his pocket. "Any other questions?"
When no one said anything, Koenma stated, "Time to go, then."
After almost four hours of trying to get through security at the airport, Koenma and company (Koenma in the lead, his ego wouldn't let him stay in the middle) finally managed to get on the plane. They had fought numerous crowds, Yusuke's head had been shoved in a urinal by an unknown assailant because of his constant complaining, and Jin had gotten lost in the food court. But now they were in the safety of a plane, almost free from crowds because it was a red-eye flight.
"See, now? That wasn't so bad..."
"Speak for yourself, Koenma! I still smell like piss!!" Yusuke snarled, causing Jin and Botan, who were sitting next to him, to stare. They began to laugh and hold their noses, because he really did smell like piss and they found it funny. "Shut up you two!!!!!"
"Can it, detective," Hiei said calmly from two aisles up in front of Yusuke. Hiei was sitting on an end seat and everyone could tell he was not thrilled about it. Kuronue was sitting in the middle and Kurama sat by the window.
"It's your fault we're here, anyway!" Yusuke screamed, standing up and smacking his head off the overhead baggage compartment. He fell back into his seat, seeing stars doing the Macarena around his head.
"Hn. Serves you right. Maybe I should've drowned you in that strange toilet while i was shoving your head in it."
"You were the attacker?! Why you little..." Whatever Hiei was, no one knew. When Yusuke went to get up again, he (once again) slammed his head on the overhead. This time with enough force to knock him out.
"Sir," a flight attendant said sternly, walking up to him. "If you continue to do that, you will be kicked off this flight so stop, alright?" She didn't seem to care if Yusuke was conscious of not. She then announced to the passengers, "The flight will be leaving now. Please buckle all safety belts and remain seated. Thank you.
Everyone buckled their seat belts, but it took Kurama the longest to sucessfully buckle his because his shaking hands kept missing the latch. Kuronue took pity on him and buckled the belt. Kurama, visibly pale, nodded his thanks and shut the window blind.
The engines roared to life and the plane took off down the runway. Yusuke (not buckled in and still out cold) slid off his seat and rolled on the floor as the plane gained altitude. The yelps of the other passengers indicated where Yusuke had just rolled over their feet. Kurama and Touya were both latching onto the person beside them (Touya latched onto Koenma, Kurama onto Kuronue) and shrieked in terror as the plane rose higher and higher,
"Mommy!!" Kurama screamed, beginning to draw blood from Kuronue's arm.
"Yipe!" was all Touya would scream, especially when the plane encountered turbulence. Koenma was going to have some faint scars on his arm due to Touya's fingernails.
When the plane finally reached a steady cruising altitude, everyone clamed down, and Yusuke was found in the back row and returned to his seat (properly buckled now, of course). It was at this point the attendants began to hand out honey roasted peanuts, which Hiei seemed to like a little too much.
"Hey, you gonna finish eating those?" Hiei asked the little kid in the seat in front of him. The child, being an annoying brat, giggled and said no. Hiei glared at the munchkin, making it cry. Relentlessly, Hiei snatched the peanuts out of the brat's hands and ate them in one gulp. "More...PEANUTS!!!!" he screamed, jumping around the cabin looking for more. And the thing was no one stopped him. Kurama and Touya was rocking back and forth in their seats, eyes wide and muttering profanity. Everyone else was listening to the CDs given to them by the teens. And those CDs were saying:
"uoy fo dnof yllufwa ma I yekcudrebbur! enim ruoy taht dalg ma I dna, enif os rouy yekcudrebbur! ybbud dubrebbur! ybbuhc na ally na etuc sohw allef elttil a dnif I, ybbut eht ot yaw ym ekam I nehw yadyreve! eurt sti, dneirf tseb yrev ym ruoy yekcudrebbur! esion ekam uoy, uoy ezzuqs I nehw!! syoj fo yoj, yekcudrebbur!! oidor or or! uoy fo dnof yllufwa mi, yekcudrebbur!! nuf of tsol emithtab ekam uoy!! eno eht ruoy, yekcudrebbur! gnignis ot kcab won!! ahahwm! hsilgne kaeps llahs uoy, hgrubttip ot teg uoy nehw! pu nessil metsys ruo fo tuo staht taht won! uoy fo dnof yllufwa ma I yekcudrebbur! enim ruoy taht dalg ma I dna, enif os rouy yekcudrebbur! ybbud dubrebbur! ybbuhc na ally na etuc sohw allef elttil a dnif I, ybbut eht ot yaw ym ekam I nehw yadyreve! eurt sti, dneirf tseb yrev ym ruoy yekcudrebbur! esion ekam uoy, uoy ezzuqs I nehw!! syoj fo yoj, yekcudrebbur!! oidor or or! uoy fo dnof yllufwa mi, yekcudrebbur!! nuf of tsol emithtab ekam uoy!! eno eht ruoy, yekcudrebbur!"
All those listening to the CD's (meaing everyone but Kurama, Touya and Hiei) had the sudden urge to take a pink bubble bath and sing in the tub. Odd. Eventually, though, Koenma managed to snap out of his revere and place the headphones on Touya's head, sucessfully shutting the ice master up.
For the next five hours, all was quiet....Until Hiei got cabin fever,
"When is this damn flight over?!" Hiei screamed, standing on his chair and jumping up and down.
Keiko, who had finished listening to the CD, and who was sitting across the aisle form Hiei, was doing her best to ignore him. She finally snapped when he began to ask her when the flight was over...repeatedly.
"Shut the fuck up!!!! This flight ain't even close to being over, so sit down and shut your pie-hole!!!!" She pulled a frying pan out of her book bag and bashed Hiei over the head repeatedly with it. When she finally stopped, he was unconscious and slumped over in the aisle where he was soon run over by the drink trolley.
Yusuke was staring at Keiko wide-eyed. When he saw her looking at him, he feigned sleep. The whole plane did. Even Kurama with the help of Kuronue and Keiko's frying pan. Silence once more.
Then the plane began its descent, and Yusuke's belt snapped causing him to fall out of the seat. Again. Koenma woke up when Yusuke rolled into him and, with the help of duct tape, secured his detective back in his seat where he slept like a rock. Then Koenma went back to sleep in his own seat.
As the plane rolled into the airport, a small group of teenagers stood in front of the arrival gate, trying to figure out exactly what plane the group they were to meet was on. After a strenuous problem solving method version 5.0 optimized A.K.A rock-paper-scissors-lava flow, they opted for a gate in C section.
They cackled merrily as they ran for it, one of them biting her tongue in the process. Unfortunately for the Yu Yu gang, those teens had chosen the right gate.
The song they listen to will be translated at a later point in the story.