As I pulled myself from sleep carefully, I noticed that my cheek was rubbing against something soft, something that wasn't my seat or the mildly itchy in-flight blanket. "Why's it so bright?" I grumbled and my soft warm pillow chuckled as I spoke. My eyes flew open when I realized I had been cuddling someone's arm. I detached myself from them then faced the window so I would not have to look at who it was, although I had a pretty good idea.
"S-sorry," I stammered.
"Morning," A smooth voice replied. "Don't be sorry, it's ok, it was kinda cute actually." I turned around and saw Nagihiko laughing. The sun from the plane window was shining on him like he was an angel sent from heaven, I rolled my eyes at that thought.
"How long was I out, and where are we?" I asked, closing the window and sending Angel Nagihiko back down to earth.
"You were asleep for about eight hours. The pilot said we were over California about half an hour ago and said we would be in Florida in about four hours." My eyes wandered from Nagi's words, observing what everyone else was doing. Ikuto kept picking on Amu, who kept blushing harder every time he spoke. Utau was passed out on Kukai's shoulder while he played video games. Yaya was blabbering about the joys of sweets and annoying the heck out of Kairi who kept ignoring her by turning his music up louder. Tadase had his nose deep in a book, ignoring the rest of the world around him. My observing was interrupted by the growling of my stomach. "I'm hungry," I said my stomach continuing to scold me. Nagihiko pushed the stewardess button at the sound of my words. A short peppy blonde came rushing over.
"The mistress is hungry," he looked at the woman with a straight face and pointed at me.
"What can I get you?" she asked with an all too wide smile.
"Do you have any chips?" I asked.
"Yes," the woman nodded, "we have salt and vinegar, sour cream and onion, and just salted."
"Salt and vinegar and a coke," I requested and the woman rushed away. "Mistress? Really? Are you my bodyguard now?" I laughed as a smile spread across his face.
"It was funny right," he shrugged and laughed too. The woman bounding back with my food two minutes later as soon as me and Nagihiko were done with our laughing fit.
"Thank you," I smiled to the woman who quickly rushed back to her post. I inhaled my chips and downed my coke in less than five minutes. I pulled my carry on out retrieving my manga from it. I quickly buried my nose in it. If I had three hours to waste, I wasn't going to waste it talking to you-know-who. Besides, I had my reading to catch up on.
I had just finished my manga when the airplane's intercom clicked. "It's seems we will be arriving earlier than expected. We will begin our descent in fifteen minutes." I opened the airplane window, shielding my eyes from the sun but then adjusting to the light. My gaze was intently focused on the ground and the lumped pieces of Orlando that would soon become buildings and bridges and cars.
I had never been out of Japan before so I was a little excited (okay, so more like a lot). My eyes widened when they caught sight of beaches and palm trees when the plane dove toward the ground. The plane bumped and jiggled as we hit the runway, my body was a jittery excited mess as we landed. When it stopped the intercom of the plane clicked again and the pilot bid us a farewell. "Thank you for flying AirJapan, we hoped you enjoyed your flight. Please empty your area of all belongings before you exit."
Before I knew it the impossibly tiny aisle in the plane was a big crowded mess of people that were more eager to get off the plane than I was. It was enough of a struggle to get my carry on and get off the plane in one piece. While finally walking down the long hallway to get off the plane I stopped in my tracks and looked around. The others were nowhere to be seen, I must have lost them in the insane hell of people that were getting off the plane. I'll just wait for them outside; I thought to myself as I continued down the hallway and sat at the first empty bench that I saw when I entered the airport. The airport was even more hectic than the plane; people were scuttling about looking lost and people running to get to their plane on time. My eyes combed the crowd of people, searching for Amu's pink hair or anyone else.
Just as I'd given up in looking for my friends, someone approach me from me behind and startled me off of the bench. I spun around and was face to face with Amu. "Here you are, I thought I'd lost you!" She squealed and gave me a tight hug. "Where are the others?" she asked as her neck snapped in every which direction to look for our friends.
"Dunno," I shrugged and sat back down on my bench while Amu kept looking.
"Hey Rima," Amu suddenly said. "Did you enjoy your nap on Nagi's shoulder." She teased and made kissy faces at me.
"You are so immature," I laughed back, shaking my head. I was shaking my head at the fact Amu couldn't get her head out of elementary school, but it was partially true that I had enjoyed my shoulder nap, like I was going to tell Amu that.
Speak of the devil; Nagihiko came bounding around from nowhere. "Where's everyone else?" he asked just as the rest of our friends showed up.
"There you guys are," Utau spoke then without missing a beat, spoke again, this time ordering us to follow her. She turned around swiftly and started marching to the luggage terminal. The rest of us scrambled to gather our things and follow her.
After gathering our luggage, Utau dragged us through various parts of the airport until she came across a man who oh so casually held a sign that said "Utau". "Found our ride!" she said excitedly. The man led us out to a parking lot that was filled to the gills in cars and limos.
As we all piled in the limo, I began to ponder where we were going. Florida, and more specifically, Orlando was known for its wide collection of five-star hotels. Utau could've referred to any number of them. When all of us were finally snuggled up against each other in the limo, I raised my voice "Utau, what hotel are we going to?"
"You'll see," she winked and her lips drew up into a mischievous smile.
"Utau," I heard Ikuto mutter breathlessly. "H-how did you afford this place?" I concurred with Ikuto. The limo pulled up to what was the equivalent to a modern day castle. The building towered over us and made each and every one of our jaws drop in awe. What definitely caught my eye was the fountain in front made entirely of guitars and the sign the glittered on the building and read "Hard Rock Hotel". I raised an eye brow at the sign, I knew that I'd heard of the name "Hard Rock" before, I was pretty sure that it was famous in America.
"Like I said," she shrugged, "It's called being famous." She replied then went running inside.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I proudly welcome you to the famous Hard Rock Hotel." Utau spoke proudly, flailing her arms about and pointing to everything interesting she saw. The inside was even more breath taking than the outside. The white tile floors spelled out "Hard Rock Hotel" in them and all around the lobby were musical instruments. There was a drum set and guitar that had signs on them that pointed to the check in counter.
"Here you are miss, five king suites as you requested." The guy behind the counter said as he handed Utau a dozen key cards.
"Alright here we are," Utau said as the elevator dinged open. "Ok, so no surprise here, your plane buddy is now your room buddy, so yay." Utau waved her arms very "enthusiastically". The only thing I could think about after she spoke was how many ways I could strangle Nagihiko with the items in the hotel.
Let's see, there was sheets, pillows, chairs-
"Rima," Nagihiko interrupted my premeditation. "Do you want to go check out the room?"
I narrowed my eyes snapping out of my trance. "Don't you start with me," I spat as I opened to the door to our room.
"Wow," we both spoke in unison. I'd only been in a hotel maybe once or twice in my life, but it was nothing compared to this. A flat-screen TV sat in front of a loveseat and several other velvet lined chairs, there was a little table surrounded by chairs and desk with a computer at it. And of course there was the bed. This was a problem. What I expected to be separate double beds decorated with pillows and blankets, there was one.
One bed.
Meaning that the two of us had to sleep together.
"This is ridiculous," I shook my head and threw my suitcase on one of the chairs that was by the table. "You know what this means, right?" I gestured to the bed as Nagihiko just shook his head. "This means that you are going to have to sleep on the couch." I ordered as I plopped on the bed and started relaxing.
"No, I will not be sleeping on the couch." He brought his eyebrows together and pouted like a child.
"Too bad, my mom says I can't sleep with boys." I laughed and made up an excuse.
Before I knew it, pillows were being catapulted from you-know who. "What- pfft- are- pfft- you doing?" I yelled through a mouthful of pillow.
"Declaring war over the bed, and by the way Rima, your mother is not here to tell you who can and can't sleep with." He said as he threw more pillows at me.
"Cut it out!" I grabbed handfuls of cushions and bed pillows and fired them at him.
"Fine, fine, but just let me sleep on the bed." Nagihiko surrendered, but gave me an ultimatum. I glanced at the loveseat, it looked comfortable to sit on but to sleep on I could imagine, would've been a nightmare.
"Alright," I muttered through gritted teeth and he joined me in relaxing on the bed.
For the rest of the morning, we slept off our grumpiness and tiredness in a torrent of couch pillows and luggage.
Updated version, yay! I've decided to actually make this fanfiction longer by a lot, I hope to have twenty chapters by the time I'm done editing.
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