Can't Stop Loving You
Part Two: Flight
By Maroongoddess

Kagome jumped in her seat again, the loud rush of the airplanes coming and going from the air port jolting her from her peace. She looked out the gargantuous windows and watched as a plane headed for them and turned at the last moment, successfully scaring the wits out of her.

"Flight number 867-097 is now boarding. I repeat, flight number 867-097 is now boarding, Tokyo International to Oakland International."

Kagome listened and hear the woman on the intercom repeat it all again. Repeat her flight number, time, date, city from, city to, which doors to enter, and repeat it once more in multiple languages. The 18 year old miko stood up, and looked down at the tired face of a certain hanyou that had insisted on coming with her, until her plane took off. She could only imagine why; he insisted that he came because he didn't 'trust' her so called airport, but deep down she liked to think that he would just miss her.

They had already waited at the said airport for more than five hours, the trip having been delayed practically every hour. By the time the third hour came, Inuyasha laid his head on Kagomes thigh across their chairs and gradually fallen asleep.

"Wake up, Inuyasha. Inuyasha, my flight is boarding, I have to go," she frowned when he didn't respond, and sighed, shaking him, "Onegai, wake up." she gave him one big shake and he opened his eyes suddenly, surprising the girl.

"Keh. I wasn't asleep, and I'm up now so shut up," she tried to glare at her but accidentally yawned instead and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He tried to keep him stature and glared at her once more when he was finished, but nonetheless got up and grasped her hand in one hand and her suitcases in the other. She didn't bring much, since she was going to buy her school uniform in the city.

Kagome, Inuyasha, Mrs. Higirashi, Souta, and Jii-chan, and Souta started walking over to Kagome's flight's doors. Kagome had been looking forward to going to the school, but she hadn't known how badly this day would hurt. If only Inuyasha hadn't given her that kiss, then maybe it wouldn't be so hard to leave them, no, so hard to leave him. But, she had no regrets of that kiss, for it had been the happiest moment in her eighteen years of life. Oh, how she longed to never end that kiss, the one filled with so much love! But, alas, it had ended, and now she had reached the big glass doors currently boarding flight 867-097, Tokyo international to Oakland international.

The two, glass, old doors that would separate her and Inuyasha for two years, the two doors that kept them from loving each-other in ways that they knew neither of them were ready for (she blushed at that, and InuYasha gave her a look). But, she had to go. She had to pass through those vile doors or else this vast disaster would be for nothing.

As she took the last few meters of steps towards those doors, Inuyasha stopped and, having been holding her hand, made her jerk to a stop.

"Ouch, Inuyasha, wha-" she was cut off in mid-sentence by his lips, the ones she had only tasted briefly since that fateful day. Dropping his hand, she brought her hand up to his chest, and wrapped the other arm around his back.

Still locked in a loving kiss with Kagome, he brought his hand to her side, gradually sliding it down her back to her curvy waist, and resting it right above her bottom. He kissed her with so much passion, that she thought that her knees would collapse right from underneath her. He held her up just incase.

Pulling away from the kiss that seemed to last forever, Inuyasha embraced her tightly, as if afraid that if he were to let go, he'd lose her forever.

'Not forever, just a few fucking years'

Though, she wasn't complaining. Kagome was positively blushing, but she didn't care a bit, because she was so delighted to be kissed and embraced by the one person she loved the most, that she just closed her eyes, and kept her arms wrapped around him.

They were brought back to earth when they heard someone clear their throat at them, and turned toward the sound. Kagome grasped that is was the woman who was to take her ticket.

This woman who had spent the past, maybe, twenty years, pasting on her daily facat, and smiling at the individuals who constantly yelled at her, spit on her, talked in such a slur of an accent that she couldn't understand them, and, occasionally, the ones that smiled at her and thanked her for being there every day, maybe even until the sudden stop of her life.

Kagome was one of those people. One of the people that was happy to make someone smile, and so, not letting go of Inuyasha, she turned and smiled at the woman. She wore her daily outfit, but something about the woman made Kagome a little uneasy.

No, it wasn't because the woman, who had probably previously been a blonde, or maybe a redhead, had died her hair lightening green and purple streaks, nor was it the minuite holes in her nose, eyebrows, and lip from having to take out her piercings during work. No, it was nothing of the sort, Kagome believed in individuality. It was her eyes. They were green. No, blue--wait--now they were purple! Every-time Kagome glanced at the woman's eyes they seemed to change a different color, like a chrome car that drove down the street, passing all kinds of different colors and shapes. Could this be a youkai, Kagome wondered?

The miko, who was already late for her flight, ignored the woman's strange eyes and continued to rummage through her purse for her flight tickets. She got them out, signed the papers, and said a sad goodbye to her family, and once again kissing Inuyasha goodbye, hugging him, kissing him again, reminding him to call her, and telling him she'd miss him. Finally, after the long, tear-stained, love-filled, and stressful day, she stepped onto the platform and walked onto the airplane.

Taking a seat in the middle of the plane, and taking a window seat, she looked out to the airport that she had just left, and looked into the huge glass windows. In them she could see many people, but none she recognized. She heard the speakers telling her to buckle her seat-belts, obeyed, and glanced at the big windows again. She watched many families waving goodbye, and maybe even some waving hello to incoming planes, but the strangest sight was of a man, in all red, pushing through the crowds of people, obviously pissing some off, and getting to the front of the windows. Inuyasha looked up at Kagome's plane and, having enhanced eyesight, picked out the one window that Kagome was currently looking out of, and waved, smiling, up at her. She waved back, getting a few weird looks from people watching her.

"Welcome to Tokyo International plane number 68. Please take your seats, buckle your seat-belts, and enjoy your flight. A flight attendant will be coming around every half hour with a tray of food, if anyone gets hungry, and tonight's movie-feature will be a Japanese anime, Sailor Moon; Hearts In Ice, please note that it is rated 13 and up. If you child is under the age of thirteen, then it would be wise not to have them watch it. Thank you for boarding with us, and we hope you enjoy your stay!"

The whole speech was repeated, but this time in English, then French, and a few other languages that Kagome didn't recognize. But, she didn't pay any attention to the speech at all. She was too busy watching as Inuyasha stopped waving, and just stared and smiled at her. Then she could see her mother walk over and ask him a question, saw him respond to her, and point to Kagome. Her mother and brother waved at her, but soon afterwards, her mother said something to Inuyasha and he stopped waving. The miko, tears now slowly leaking from her eyes, she saw her mother wave a shoo-ing hand towards her, signaling that she should get ready for lift-off. Obeying, Kagome turned around and unbuckled her seat-belt, got a few magazines from her bag that was above her head in the compartments, a cell-phone that her mother had ought her the past week, a container of peanuts, and last, but not least, she got out a framed photograph of her and Inuyasha.

They had been at a lake, just relaxing, feet in the wet sand, and Inuyasha came over and sat with her. Kagome had gotten a few pictures of them, but the one she like the most was one that Sango had sneaked one day that she brought a camera. They had been in the middle of a nice, sweet kiss, when Sango sneaked over to them and snapped a picture of them in the middle of the lip-lock. It was a funny picture though, because she had taken two, one right after the first, so the couple were still kissing, but both had their eyes on the camera, and were blushing.

Kagome chuckled as she realized that there was also a little trail of drool from a corner of her lips to a corner of his. She plopped back down in her seat and examined the picture, buckling her seat-belt. Soon after she looked out the window again to see Inuyasha still there, talking to her mother. She continued to watch him, and she saw him glance towards her, still speaking, as he held his hand up to her, lazily shaking it towards her. Kagome smiled, and blew him a kiss, and heard the engine blast up, and she felt a sudden surge as the plane began take off. She looked back one last time, just in time to see him get nudged in the ribs by souta (probably blushing profusely after), and Kagome's mother laughing at him soon after.

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About an hour an a half after the flight took off, Kagome decided to watch the anime movie that was showing. She put on her earphones, pressed the button that had 'Cinema' printed by it, and looked towards the big-screen television that was currently showing the credits for the last showing of the movie. She watched as the credits rolled by Usagi and Mamoura, that were embracing each-other, and she very much wished that she were with Inuyasha right then.

'Goodness, people would think that I am obsessed with him if they knew what I am constantly thinking about!' She chuckled at herself, and received a strange look from the woman that was sitting a few seats away from her.

After the movie ended, she decided to take a nap, so she reclined the chair, accidentally sending the person-behind-her's food into their lap. Turning around and apologizing a hundred times, she finally turned around, thanking Kami that the person behind her was a nice woman, over a rude, middle-aged man that would've probably yelled at her, and embarrassed her. Suddenly realizing how tired she was, Kagome put her head back and closed her eyes, falling into a peaceful and well-deserved sleep.

¹Footnote, 1 U.S. dollar is equal to 150 Yen, so the tickets would have been approximately $2,000. Sorry if this is not about the right amount, but I've only been on a plane twice, when I was five, and when I was eight, so I don't remember what had happened, let alone the price of it. (all I remember is playing with Lego's for some reason, hehe)