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Chapter 3: Pleasant Dreams and Evil Schemes

"InuYasha…InuYasha…Master InuYasha? Oh, get up already!"

InuYasha slowly opened eyes, his weary self following the familiar voice from slumber. A pair of large eyes greeted his, and the feeling of warm cotton engulfed his body.

"Welcome back to the land of the living," the man said. He was skinny, with grey hair, pulled into a small pony tail. InuYasha sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Huh? Totousai? But…how…?" he said to his manservant. Everything around him smelled and felt so familiar.

"You were sleeping, so I took the liberty of waking you up. It's five in the evening, you were very tired when you returned from your business trip," Totousai explained. InuYasha massaged his temples. Didn't his plane crash on that island? Where was Miroku? What about Sango and Kagome? When did InuYasha get home?

"Totousai, didn't my plane crash? I swear that yesterday I was on the island with Miroku, and these two women named Sango and Kagome…" InuYasha said, his manservant giving him an odd look.

"You must've been dreaming, because you and Narita-san arrived safely last night. Come, Myoga is preparing a lovely meal for you. You must be hungry. He's making steak," Totousai explained.

InuYasha crawled out of bed. He could smell the steak, cooking in the frying pan, with some potatoes, and he heard the martini shaker mixing his favourite Manhattan on the rocks drink. It seemed like eternity since his lips had come in contact with these delicacies. His stomach growled, and his mouth filled with saliva as the smells became stronger. He still couldn't believe that everything that had happened had been a dream.

Did that mean that Kagome didn't exist? Was it just his mind playing on an image of Kikyo? Because she did look a lot like her…but just a completely different personality; at least Kikyo wasn't stubborn or difficult.

Ah well. Good riddance. InuYasha thought as he entered the dining room. He took a seat at the far end of the table, waiting for the source of the intoxicating scents.

The doors at the other end of the hall opened, and revealed his secretary, the young kitsune named Shippo. He was just as he remembered; always in a well tailored suit, red hair pulled back, palm pilot in hand. And as annoying as ever.

"Finally! I thought you went into a coma! Surely the trip wasn't that tiring," he said, InuYasha glaring. This was Shippo's cue to shut up and get down to business.

"First, Kikyo called; she wanted you to call her back when you woke up. Said something about having lunch tomorrow or something," Shippo reported. The thought of Kikyo stirred the memory of the girl from his 'dream', Kagome. Shippo continued on.

"Then, your brother, Sesshomaru, from New York called. Wanted to make sure you got home alright; said that he would be the one to kill you, not a stupid air craft, or something along those lines," Stupid brother of his.

"Then Miroku called, said that he was taking the day off, to catch up on needed sleep, because you snore apparently, kept him up all week. Then the office called a few times, with the same old 'Oh my God you're not here, how do we run the business' thing," Shippo closed his palm pilot, and took a seat at the other end of the table.

InuYasha just sat there, staring at his plate, waiting for his food to arrive. He would get back to returning those calls after dinner. He felt like he had only been living on coconuts and airplane food for the longest time.

The steak scent came closer, along with the strange scent of ocean air. He rested his head back into the chair, closing his eyes. He began to hear ocean waves hitting the shore, and his chair seemed to have fallen backwards, but InuYasha couldn't move. He now felt like he was lying in a pit of sand. The smell of steak still lingered, so he didn't think anything of the new sensations around him. A small breeze was drifting buy. A young woman's voice was calling him. It seemed far away, getting closer…it sounded so familiar.

"InuYasha…? InuYashaaa?" it called. It was closer now, the savory scent of steak overpowered by ocean air. "InuYasha!" He felt himself being shaken.

He opened his eyes, where he was greeted by Kagome looming over him, with Miroku and Sango standing beside her.

"Sleep well?" Kagome asked, checking the bandage on his head, which she applied the night before. He sat up, allowing himself to return to reality.

It was all a dream! He thought, beginning to pout. Kagome looked at him oddly.

What's his problem? She thought.

Meanwhile, in civilization, Kikyo looked down at the bustling streets of Tokyo from the top floor office, once belonging to InuYasha, in the Bakuryuha Incorporate Tower. She smiled; everything went exactly how she had hoped.

When she met InuYasha two years ago, he seemed like the perfect man to hook up with: good looking and rich. He had just inherited his company from his father, his brother inheriting the American company of Bakuryuha Incorporate, Tenseiga Corporations. The money was rolling in, and he spoiled her, for a year and a half.

But the past six months had been different. She was getting bored with him. He was always away on business. He wanted to do 'romantic' things with her, like just take a walk or he would give her roses instead of her coveted diamonds. He talked about family and the future. She was turned off by it all. Sure, in bed he was amazing, but otherwise, she just wasn't interested.

Then she met Naraku. He was the unidentified leader of the Tokyo mafia, which made him way more interesting than InuYasha. He wanted nothing but power, a weakness they both shared. He was rather handsome himself, and rich, since he could get all the money he wanted with a snap of his fingers. A hanyou himself, he also had extraordinary powers, but he put them to better use than InuYasha did; who didn't really use them at all. They had been having an ongoing affair since they met.

But Kikyo wanted something more. The company had great potential, but it wasn't hers. So she sought the help of Naraku's techniques. They had both devised a plan on how to get rid of InuYasha. He would get his henchmen, Kagura, Musou and Kanna. Kanna would forge a fake will in InuYasha's writing stating that the company should be given to Kikyo if he died, and even had his lawyers sign it. Kagura and Musou would hack into the airline and airport employee system, enlisting Kagura as a flight attendant and him a pilot, where they would infiltrate the plane InuYasha was to board. Kikyo decided to get rid of Miroku, to make it more convincing. They would make sure Musou would know how to crash the plane and get him and Kagura out of there, and that they had a different unlisted plane so that no one could track or locate it. It took a lot of money, but in the end it was worth it.

The plane had crashed. No one could find it. No one cared. She was the CEO of the company now, Naraku her new boyfriend and a life full of riches ahead of her. She felt no guilt. She thought that maybe she should move into InuYasha's mansion too. She and Naraku could live with their endless bounds of money there together.

Yes. Everything was going exactly how she planned.

The storm clouds had rolled in so suddenly. They were dark and menacing. The wind was now picking up and harsh. Soon, thunder and lightning crashed all around them. Rain was falling down like mini torpedoes. InuYasha, Kagome, Miroku and Sango had sought shelter in their little plane, which offered decent protection. The powerful wind had rocked the plane slightly now and then.

The leaf fronds on the exploded ends of the plane had begun to blow off, so everyone took down the ones creating the border between the male/female sleeping quarters to replace the ones which had escaped in the wind.

An hour went by. And there they sat. No conversation. Just sitting there.

The silence was killing Miroku. He got up and begun digging through the overhead compartments, of what little had survived the crash. He seemed to found what he was looking for, since he turned around with a smile on his face.

"What are you so giddy about?" InuYasha asked grimly.

"Because…I found my playing cards!" he said happily. The others fell over, at the man's answer. "Oh come on! It's something to do!" he added.

Kagome nodded. She had to admit, it was getting boring. At least cards offered something to pass the time, especially in this storm. She encouraged the others to join.

"Miroku is right. It's better than sitting around like bumps on a log, with our brains melting into goo," Sango thought about it for a moment.

"I guess so," she replied, sitting between Miroku and Kagome. Kagome turned over to InuYasha.

"What about you?" she asked. He snorted.

"As if I wanna play childish card games with you people," he answered. Kagome tugged at his arm.

"Aw, c'mon, it'll be fun! Please, for the sake of our sanity and yours!" she pleaded, giving the best puppy eyes she could muster. He looked at her for a moment, and then gave in.

"Fine, I'll play your stupid card games already!" Kagome's mom had once told her that she could manipulate anyone with her puppy eyes.

They formed a small circle, and Miroku began shuffling the cards. Sango noticed the picture on the back; a scantily clad women with a martini glass.

"You seem to have good taste," she said sarcastically. He chuckled.

"So what game are we going to play?" Kagome asked, almost as if she was excited to be playing. Miroku had a sly grin on his face.

"I was thinking…strip poker,"

Not even the thunder could compare to the sound of Sango's hand coming into contact with Miroku's face. "Or not," he replied meekly.

"Oh! How about old maid?" Kagome said; face lighting up with every passing moment. InuYasha took notice to the strange behavior.

"What're you so happy about? It's just cards," he said. She smiled.

"It's been a while since I've played cards in a group like this. Lately, I've taken up to solitaire or computer games," she explained. "Keh," was InuYasha's only reply.

After, everyone had agreed to play old maid. It was completely dark outside now, the storm at its worse, but none took notice. They all shared jokes and little anecdotes about each other, laughing at the new owner of the 'old maid'. Even InuYasha had joined in on the sharing of stories. None of them had seen each other so natural and at peace before.

When the storm began to die down, so did the party. Miroku and Sango were talking to each other about their occupations and lives at home and such, and Kagome noticed how close together they were, under the blanket, trying to get some warmth. But she also took note at Sango's watchful eye on Miroku's hand.

A brisk breeze flew by, giving Kagome the chills. She held onto herself to keep warm, when a blanket came around her shoulders and body as well. She looked to see InuYasha sitting next to her, blushing slightly.

"I noticed you were cold, so…" he started. She inched closer to InuYasha to get warm.

"It's okay. Thank you. That's very kind of you," she replied. He snorted.

"Don't get in over your head; this is just paying back for cleaning the cut on my head and an apology for the whole spider thing. I still think…" He was cut off by her head now resting on his shoulder. His cheeks flushed more.

"Whatever. Thanks anyways," she answered, sounding as if she was drifting to sleep. Miroku had seemed to drift off, and Sango as well, as her head was also resting on his shoulder. He felt himself getting sleepy. The sound of a light rain and ocean waves lightly coming up on shore was hypnotizing. His head began to fall, his eyes drooping. He took a deep breath, and a waft of Kagome's scent filled his nose. Even though they had been on this island for almost four or five days now, Kagome smelled really nice, more intoxicating then the steak from his dream earlier that morning.

He took one more breath, feeling his head now resting on his. He listened to Kagome's light breathing, subconsciously falling into sync with it. He felt his arms now holding onto Kagome, as sleep began to take over him. Everything seemed far away…it was just her and him now…and with that last thought, InuYasha fell asleep.

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