When the Unsinkable Sank:
Ch 1: A Lucky Day!
(Inuyasha's POV)
"I was a poor boy; I lived only with my clothes, a pack of cigarettes, and my wits. Every now and again I was able to score a lucky bet and earn a few hundred, but being me it was quickly spent. I had a lot to gain and little to lose for some, but to me: anything I lost I'd never get back. However, I enjoyed my life before Titanic. I was an artist from Japan, living temporarily in America, but my favorite art style was the bohemian style of art scenes, originated in Paris and the like. I had never had it good, since day one I was poor, and what only made it worse was when my parents died when I was a measly 15 and my elder brother abandoned me. I was 20 the day Titanic was sailing, the luckiest day of my life."
(End of POVS, flashback moment)
A 20-year-old Inuyasha sat at a round table in a bar, his 17-year-old partner Miroku Kato at his side, dressed in raggedy trousers and a baggy white shirt. Inuyasha's dress was much similar, if not only a little cleaner. Across from them were two-snake youkai, dressed a little better than them but still showed their poorness. They spoke in French, arguing over the bet. All four of them were playing a game of poker, and the grand prize were two third-class tickets on 'The Dream Ship' Titanic. One of the snake youkai nudged his friend and hissed. "You ssstupid loaf brain! Why would you be so stupid as to bet our tickets?" he hissed in French. Inuyasha and Miroku shared a side-glance and shrugged. The other snake nudged him back. "Because you lossst our money, you dodo. I'm trying to get it back, sso ssshut up and take your card." He hissed back. Inuyasha snapped his fingers, his claws helping the make the 'click' sound. "Hit me again, Recarlo." He said, his face a perfect blank, an expert poker face. Miroku licked his lips nervously, declining a card. In the background, Titanic's foghorn blew loudly, signaling a last warning to board. Inuyasha smirked. "All right, guys. Somebody's life is about to change. Miroku?" he called. Miroku placed down his set, followed by the two youkai.
Inuyasha pursed his lips, keeping his hand hidden. His two inu ears twitched. "Well…Miroku's got niente. Recarlo's got squat, and Jacques has, huh, two pair." He summarized. Then he looked to Miroku, feigning a sullen face. "Gomen'nasai Miroku." He called. The two snake youkai looked pleased as Miroku blanked. "You baka! That was all of our money! What's your hand?" he demanded. Inuyasha smirked again. "You're not going to that teahouse for quite a while…" he dragged as he plopped a full house on the table and jumped. "Unless Japan's started the business back up, we're going home!" he shouted with a giddy smile. Miroku blanked again, but his face was practically glowing in victory and glee. Finally he screamed. "YEEESSS! Watashitachia-ka ni iku zo! Wareware wa Nihon ni iku nda, watashitachiha yutaka ni narudarou!" he shouted in Japanese, Inuyasha repeating it. The two jumped around the pub, acting as though they just won the lottery, which in way, those two tickets were the lottery. Inuyasha turned back to the shocked snakes. "Sssory boyssss, three of a kind and a pair! I'M HIGH AND YOU'RE DRY AND WE'RE GOING TO NIHON!" he shouted, mimicking the snake's habit of hissing with their 's'.
Recarlo balled up his fist, whipping to wack Jacques across the snout. Jacques didn't even react; he was still in shock and mental denial. The pub owner shook his head. "If you two don't stop celebrating, you won't be going anywhere. The ship leaves in five minutes." Inuyasha and Miroku nearly fainted, and ran around snatching their things and sprinting out of the door. As the duo left Inuyasha winked. "It's been grand, boys!" he shouted, running away. The pub owner laughed. "If only they knew…I hope those two have fun." He muttered. Inuyasha and Miroku sprinted as fast as they could, carrying all they owned in nothing but a knapsack. They hopped over carts, ran across walls and over roof tops until they reached the pier. Even then they had to nearly run on people's heads to get to the bridge. For a moment they stopped, to catch their breath and look civilized, and also to marvel at the sheer size of the Titanic. However that moment was short as Inuyasha snatched Miroku and sped walked to the third-class entry way just as it was becoming detached. "Wait! We're passengers!" Inuyasha shouted, tying to keep his balance on the swaying ramp and waving the two tickets around. The officer in charge- a human- pursed his lips. "Have you two been through the inspection?" he asked. Inuyasha smiled with his lie, making his voice a little chipper. "Of course, we don't have lice, and we're native to Japan. Both of us." The officer waved his hand over, reconnecting the ramp.
"Come on then." He ordered. As Inuyasha and Miroku scurried up, the human checked the tickets. He checked their 'names' off of the list. "Alright, welcome aboard…Clark and…Clark." He welcomed, his voice sounding highly unswayed. Inuyasha gave a short bow and ran inside before the human could stare at their features too closely. Once they were in, they both gave a whoop into the air and shared a tight hug. Once they reached their room, Inuyasha closed the door and fell to his knees on the floor, bowing three times before standing and jumping in place. "Miroku…we are the luckiest guchi no musoko in the whole damn world!" he shouted in victory.
LOL I'M SURE WE ALL REMEMBER THAT SCENE! ANYWAY, REVIEW PLEASE!
JAP TERMS:
Nihon= Japan
Guchi no musoko= sons of bitches
the other one is too long to translate, use Google...
~The New Kagome