Yay! Thank you to my three lovely reviewers: inuyashalovebug, Phoenix Archangel and kagomefan595! Looking forward to more reviews! I hope you enjoy this first chapter of the story! Just a note: Kagura and Musou are brother/sister: to find out, read on! Enjoy!

Chapter One: Stranded!

Kagome sat down in a huff. She still couldn't get over about how rude that man was. Sango just looked out the window watching the maintenance personal working on the plane at the next gate.

The plane was very small, compared to the 747 that they had flown on the way to New York. Sango felt a little uneasy with such a little plane flying for over 22 hours. She could handle holding someone's liver or something, but not traveling at high speeds over the ocean.

Fifteen minutes had passed. Sango looked around the plane. Kagura the flight attendant from before was doing something in the back, while the two men that Kagome and Sango "debated" with earlier were sitting farther upfront. No one else was on the plane. Her woman's intuition was highly uneasy right now. Kagome didn't seem to notice, trying to blow off her steam by reading a novel.

People probably got tired of waiting, and decided to catch another flight, Sango thought. But a small twinge of nervousness still lingered in the back of her mind.

Miroku got the window seat this time. InuYasha was a little upset about this, but not as upset as he was at that woman. So far, she and her little friend were the only ones on the plane. InuYasha began to fidget again. He wanted to go home so desperately.

Man, if I'm late coming home, Kikyo's gonna kill me! InuYasha thought, trying not to imagine his girlfriend's rage. Kikyo was not a very patient person. He sighed heavily.

"Just forget about it, InuYasha. I'm sure you'll never have to see her again. Although her friend was rather attractive…" Miroku said, turning to catch a glimpse at the woman who assisted him in calming the horrific storm between their friends.

"It's not just that, it's Kikyo that I'm worried about," InuYasha replied.

"Oh…I get it," Miroku simply replied, realizing the situation for what it was. Miroku had met Kikyo on numerous occasions and had witnessed her wrath. She certainly was a woman who knew what she wanted, and would certainly find a way to get it.

Kagura went into the cock pit. The pilot, Musou was flicking at buttons, making sure that the plane was "in check". Making this thing look like an accident wasn't going to be easy. He turned to look at her.

"Is everything ready?" he asked her. She nodded. He sighed; making sure his parachute was on properly. He had practiced "crashing a plane" for almost a week now. He and Kagura knew how the procedure was going to go.

"Alright, then let's get this over and done with," he said, flicking on the seatbelt sign on. Kagura left to do the normal flight attendant reel, as he put the plane into motion. He radioed the tower, who gave him permission to use the runway. In a few short hours, this plane would be irretrievable, and he and Kagura would disappear.

The seatbelt sign flashed on. Everyone (the only four people on the plane) clicked their seatbelts on as they paid little attention to the demonstration the flight attendant was giving. They seemed to know how everything works, even though nothing ever happens. The plane took off into the air. The skyline of New York began to distance itself below. The two women were reading books and the two men were having small talk. Kagura watched them from behind the curtain, looking at them with pity.

They really don't know that this is their last day…

Five hours had gone by. They were now flying over the ocean. It was mid-day; the sun was shining brightly, and there was little turbulence throughout the time they spent on the plane. The friend of the silver-haired man had left his seat to chat with Sango only a few hours earlier. But due to him trying to pull some advances on her, it didn't go too well. Now both women had a vendetta against the two men on board. It had certainly been an interesting few hours with these people for Kagura (he tried to hit on her too, before the woman named Sango slapped him for that too), and felt kind of sad that it was soon to end.

Musou had called her in to tell her it was time. He checked his parachute again, to make sure it was secure. For the past week, there had always been a rescue team to assist if something went wrong. Now, it was the real thing, and there was no one but themselves.

Kagura went to check to make sure they were in their seats. She closed the curtain. She removed her flight attendant uniform to reveal what looked like a scuba diving suit, with her parachute attached. She looked at her brother, who was removing the detonator from his bag. He opened the hatch; a huge gust of air trying to suck them out hitting hard. They both put on their goggles, and jumped. Once far enough, Musou pushed the detonator. Kagura looked up at a burning inferno up above them. They released their parachutes, and landed gracefully in the water. A speed boat came by and the siblings sped away to freedom.

It all happened so fast. Kagome found herself drifting off into sleep, before she heard a deafening explosion coming from in front of her. She felt great heat strike her face, and she opened her eyes to see only fire. She heard the engine of the plane fighting off the heat, and felt the plane descending. Sango was trying to recover her injured ears when she too felt the plane going downwards. Her greatest fear was being realized.

Miroku had been knocked unconscious by a piece of metal that struck him when the explosion occurred. InuYasha ignored the massive cut to his head and tried to bring Miroku back to consciousness. The plane was now descending at rapid speeds. InuYasha looked out the window and saw that the Earth was coming closer and closer with every second. Everyone in the plane had only one thought:

Oh my God, I'm going to die.

The plane hit the Earth, the impact knocking everyone unconscious.

"Kagome? Kagome, are you okay?" Kagome heard a voice ask her. The voice seemed far away, but it seemed familiar. She slowly came back to consciousness to find Sango kneeling next to her, shaking her gently. Her head felt like it was going to burst a blood vessel any minute; the rest of her body felt the same. Kagome sat up, a harsh pain sweeping from her neck to her toes. She noticed she was still in the plane.

"Wh…what happened?" she asked, her voice barely audible, trying to stand up. Sango helped her up; still thanking the gods she and Kagome were alive.

"There was an explosion, and the plane crashed. But luckily, it crashed on land…and we survived," Sango explained, leading her friend out of the plane to show her where they had arrived to.

The bright sun hurt Kagome's eyes. She felt exhausted and just wanted to sleep. Kagome felt soft beach sand under her feet as she walked out of the plane into the shade of palm trees. In front of her was a beach, with a crisp blue ocean surging along the shore. She looked behind her, and saw the wreckage of the plane, the front of the plane completely destroyed, and the rest of the body severely damaged, yet somehow still intact. She looked to her left, where she saw two figures standing. It took her two minutes to realize who they were; the same two men from earlier. They walked in their direction.

"Oh, you're still alive, wench?" the silver-haired man said to Kagome. That just made her more furious.

"I'm NOT a wench, you asshole!" she retorted, "The name is Kagome! Got that? Not wench, bitch, or any other creative insult you come up with!"

"I'll call you whatever I want!" he responded, fixing his ball cap. His glasses had been shattered after the blast, revealing his golden eyes. However, Kagome was too busy hoping he would burst in flames any minute now to notice. She turned around and began walking the opposite direction, following the beach. She heard Sango calling her name, and the jerk's perverted friend chiding him for being so rude. She wasn't going to stay on some God-forsaken island with a bunch of rude assholes.

Sango eventually caught up to her friend. "Kagome, please come back!" she said, pleadingly, keeping up with Kagome's pace. "If InuYasha insults you again, I'll beat him up for you, okay?" Sango was a black belt in karate.

Kagome paused. So InuYasha was his name?

"Right now, we all need to worry about shelter and fire, to help us survive this, okay? Don't bug out on me now," Sango said, with her hands on Kagome's shoulders.

Kagome looked at her friend. She was determined to survive. But something about her expression was telling Kagome that she needed someone to help her beat up the pervert rather than InuYasha. She sighed.

"Okay…but you better beat him up before I do," she replied. Sango smiled, and they headed back towards the others. The perverted one came up to apologize, InuYasha trailing behind him, pouting like a little child.

"Kagome, was it? Hello, I'm Miroku, and this is InuYasha. We would like to apologize for any misunderstandings that we have had until now," he said, very politely. InuYasha just gave a short, "Feh".

"Alright," Kagome replied. Sango then took over.

"First, we're going to need to have shelter or some sort. Then we have to find fire wood for fire, and then find some food and a fresh water source," she explained. Needless to say Sango has taken her share of survival courses. Miroku smiled.

"That sounds like an excellent plan, Sango. I will be glad to help you find fire wood, and maybe start some sparks, or something?" he said, leaning in and touching her butt. Sango screamed, and a loud twap was sent echoing for miles. A huge red handprint was now on Miroku's face.

"You come any where near me, I will beat you so hard you'll wish your hands were cut off!" she threatened. Kagome didn't know whether to be disgusted, to be laughing, or surprised. InuYasha just rolled his eyes. He must have seen this many times.

"Well, since the plane seems to be intact, we could probably use it for shelter," Kagome suggested, to change the topic.

"Who made you leader?" InuYasha said confrontationally.

"I was only suggesting! We need something for shelter!" she responded.

"I know that!"

"Well, then why are you upset that I suggested it? Jealous that you didn't think of it first?"

"No! I thought of that before you did!"

"Why didn't you say anything then?"

"I was going to, but then you opened your fat mouth!"

"Asshole!"

"Bitch!"

Miroku and Sango watched the two fight it out for a while, and they went to go find fire wood, Sango being weary of the hands of Miroku. Unfortunately, she let her guard down for one minute, and he got his hands on her once more. Another twap was sent through the air waves.

It was going to be an interesting journey.