The eight-hour flight seemed to last days. Kagome had hoped Ayu would have talked to her, but practically the whole time he slept. When the sun began to set, the flight attendant came and served a meager dinner of mashed potatoes and turkey. Afterwards, Kagome's stomach grumbled angrily.
"Man, I could eat a cow." Ayu said after a couple minutes. "Maybe they serve seconds."
Kagome turned around in her seat and saw that the attendant was putting away her trolley. "Sorry buddy, but it looks like we'll have to go hungry."
"I hate plane food anyway." He murmured, reaching for his bag. He pulled out a large bag of chips. Kagome felt her mouth water.
"You gonna share those?"
"What do you think?" He said with a grin, passing it to her.
"I dunno, I don't trust guys who wear shades at night." Kagome said, popping a chip into her mouth.
"If you really want me to take them off, I will..."
"You can keep them on, I was just joking!" Kagome said, waving her hand and offering him the bag.
He didn't reply, but took them off slowly and stuffed them into his bag. "I used to not trust people with shades too."
Kagome tried not to be too eager to see his eye color, pretending that she was looking for something in her bag.
"I wear shades to avoid looks. They are an unusual color, aren't they?"
Kagome glanced up at him, and blinked. His eyes were a beautiful shade of violet. She found herself speechless for a moment.
"That's what I get a lot too." He said, reaching into the bag of chips. She watched him eating, predicting that he was probably an amazing kisser.
"They're... so pretty..." She fought out, gazing at his profile.
He grinned at her. "My girlfriend tells me that all the time!"
Kagome tried to smile, but it wouldn't come. "Oh... That's nice..." She should have known: guys that gorgeous were never single. That couldn't stop her from talking to him, could it?
"Don't worry, she's back in Japan."
Kagome's eyes snapped open and her heart leapt into her throat. His face was quite close to hers, his breath tickling her ear. She blushed tomato and looked into his violet eyes. He was wearing a crooked grin.
"I-I didn't say I wanted to date you!" She blurted out.
"Trust me, I know what you said. I know what you're thinking too." He said smugly, putting the back of his chair down and placing his shades over his eyes.
"H-how?" She said aloud, trembling a little. Guys in Japan would never dare to come anywhere near her in public. It was considered scandalous.
"I just know. I'm surprised I'm not single because my girlfriend is a fucking slut. You'd think I would have broken up with her by now. But I care about her. It's not really something I can help.
Has anyone ever told you that you have pretty eyes? I've never seen that color on a Japanese person before."
"Oh, that. Yeah. I think it came from my grandparents on both of my sides. They were half Japanese."
"That must be why you are so pretty. Hybrids between America and Japan always turn out beautiful."
Again she sensed his open flirting and felt guilty. "Do you always flirt so much with your plane neighbors?"
"No, the last one was a fat Italian with a toothbrush mustache. This is the first time I've ever been able to sit next to a girl like you."
She blushed and looked out her window. All she could see was darkness. She supposed that was the water. A shiver ran through her.
"Don't like water either?"
"Not from so high up." She said warily, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes.
"It's funny." He said just above a whisper. "It's funny how much I desire someone I've just met."
Her eyes snapped open. "What?"
"I have impeccable self control. And yet I feel that if I don't say anything I may loose you forever." He said, folding his arms across his broad chest. "I want to see you after I leave this plane."
"Ayu..." She looked over at him, her eyebrows tilted up. "Of course I'd be able to see you... It's just... you're hitting on me and you have a girlfriend..."
He felt a pang of guilt when she called him his 'name'. But she was Japanese. He couldn't risk having her ask questions about why his name meant 'dog demon'. "I know."
She smiled. "I'm sure I'll get many chances to see you if we are on the same small island."
He smiled back.
She grabbed onto the armrest in surprise when the plane made a small jerk. "What was that?!" She asked in horror.
"We're descending."
"And that means?!"
"We're going down."
"Thank goodness, I think I can't take much more of this." She looked over at him in mid sentence as he grunted in pain.
"Is something wrong?" She asked him.
"I... I have sensitive ears... Going down is always hard for me." He strained out, his eyes shut tight against something she couldn't see.
"Oh dear." Kagome said, pitying him greatly.
"Ugh..." He groaned, putting his head back, "God... This is painful."
"Here." She motioned for him to put his head on her shoulder.
He took the offer gratefully. "Thanks."
"Hey I think we're almost there." She said after a half an hour. She could see the water now, but it was still rather far. When she didn't get a reply, she craned her neck to get a better look at his face. He had fallen asleep again. She rolled her eyes and was grateful that soon she would be off this dreaded contraption.
The next half-hour went slowly, and to pass time, Kagome gazed out the window at the cold-looking water below her. Finally she saw lights below her other than water and she prepared for landing.
The plane bounced on its tires and went a few feet off the ground before landing again. Kagome felt them slow drastically as the captain put on the brakes. Ayu stirred.
"Wake up, sleeping beauty!" Kagome said cheerfully.
"I think I need a kiss."
"Don't be silly." Kagome said, jerking her shoulder. He sat up and yawned.
"A kiss would have been nicer." He grumbled.
"Too bad. I'm a minor."
He looked over at her. "Oh yeah. That's right... When do you turn?"
"Just a month from now. Don't get your hopes up." She murmured. The planed was putting along slowly, and pulled into a 'parking' space. She was glad.
They waited about fifteen minutes to unload, Ayu being rather silent the whole time.
Suddenly, as she got up to leave, he stood up as well. "Wait. Before you go, here's my cell number. Please call me and we can get together at one of the cafes."
"Alright..."
He picked up his bags and left, not looking back at her. She was amazed at what just happened. Finding love on a plane is just so romantic. She sighed and exited the plane. She didn't see him anywhere and she had to wait for Souta and her mother, so she sat in one of the thin leather chairs in the gate and waited.
Everyone around her was speaking English. She felt her head swim.
"Over there."
"We're late! Jack! Stop fooling around and walk faster!"
She tried not to focus on one person, but she was glad when Souta and her mother came out. She was beginning to feel a little ill.
"Let's go to the baggage claim." Her mom said. "Then we can rent a car and drive over to your cousin's place. He lives fifteen minutes or so from here."
Kagome took out her phone. She just thought of something: Her phone wouldn't work in America. Would his?
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They got their baggage and car and drove over to her cousins. Mom was having trouble driving because of the switching of positions of the steering wheel.
They finally made it, and got out of the car. Kagome could smell the ocean even though it was dark and wondered how far from the beach they were. She could hear the distant crashing of waves and she felt another rush of adrenaline.
They climbed the front steps onto the large wooden porch and rang the doorbell. Almost immediately, someone answered.
"Higurashi! Nice to see you again! Come in!" The woman said enthusiastically. The three stepped inside. It was homey and large; the color theme was a sandy yellow. It made her think of the ocean. There was a huge couch in one corner, and a large TV in front of it.
"Your rooms are this way!" the woman smiled.
Kagome got a better look at her. She was tall, with dark hair that fell below her buttocks. She looked no older than twenty-five. She led them into a second large room and up a staircase. The house was vast. Kagome would be interested in exploring only after getting a bit of sleep.
"Oh, and before you go, I wanted to tell you that we have a few other guests, but I'll introduce you later. I hope you have a wonderful stay and that one day I may refer to you as family rather than guests."
Her Japanese was a bit broken and her accent was odd, but Kagome was glad for another Japanese speaker. Kagome heard a door open and close down the long hall, and Kagome turned sharply in response. There was a boy, about her age standing in the hall. He was wearing nothing but boxers.
"Sango! Where the hell is my bag?!"
"Miroku! Go back to bed! I'm almost done!"
Kagome looked curiously from Sango to Miroku, wondering what they had said. She would learn English soon enough.
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That night, Kagome dreamt of Ayu and planes.
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Just so it doesn't get confusing, I'm now going to put Japanese in '' and English in "". Example:
(Ayu turned to the waitress. "One small coke please. She'd like a salad."
'Hey! I can order for my self!' Kagome said angrily. )
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