Groaning, a badly dyed blonde moved over in the small bed.

"Gomenasai Miku-san," said the blonde, in a muffled tone.

"Why did we ever agree to this?  I'd rather be back in Japan than flying in this small ass airplane.  And besides, what if the Americans doesn't like us?" mumbled Miku.

"Quiet you guys!  Kanon doesn't feel well again," whispered someone from across the dark room.  Moments later, there was the sound of someone barfing.  

"Eww...Kanon, couldn't you of done that outside the room or something?" whispered Bou, as Kanon stumbled out of the room.  

"Aai Bou!  You're feet are so cold!" whinnied Miku, shuffling over in the bed.

"It’s not like yours aren't cold either!  You don't see me complaining do you?" snapped Bou.

"Bou shush!  I’m trying to sleep ya know!"

"Make me Teruki!"

Rolling his eyes, Teruki turned over and tried to go back to sleep, ignoring the argument.

Sticking his tongue out at the spoilsport Teruki, Bou also turned over and looked out the airplane window.  Sighing, he pulled himself into a tight, little ball and slowly fell asleep.

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A sudden, blinding light appeared before the members of the famous An Café band.

“What the fuck?” Kanon muttered, putting his hand over his eyes.

“Teruki, Bou, Miku, Kanon...wake up you guys!  We’re almost ready to land in L.A.  So start getting your stuff together ok guys?”

Whining and complaining, three of the four friends got up, dazed, and somewhat awake.

“Come on Teruki...you lazy ass!” cried Miku as he pulled the blanket off the tired body.  

Instantly, Teruki, shocked from the cold, pulled himself into a small, little ball.  “Arg...Miku.  What’d ya do that for?” he mumbled, reaching for the non-existent blanket.  Feeling nothing, Teruki managed to get himself out of bed, but knocked into Bou, who spilled all his Japanese sweets all over the floor.

“Shit,” Bou cried as he reached down and hastily picked up his treats.  “Watch it Teruki!  You almost broke my Choco Balls!”

Lighting the mood, Miku asked “Hey Kanon.  What was America like when you visited there last?” with a slight twinkle in his eye.

“Well Miku my boy...firstly, I went to New York, not L.A....so I bet Los Angeles will be way different than New York,” said Kanon, who was feeling a bit better. “But basically, New York was like Tokyo...but Tokyo’s WAY bigger!”

Suddenly, the loudspeaker came on overhead.  “Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to thank you for flying with International Japan Airlines.  But we ask you all to come to the front of the plane and sit in the seats provided for you.  We will be arriving in Los Angeles California soon.”

Quickly, Kanon, Teruki and Miku stumbled to the front of the airplane, while Bou stayed behind, collecting his belongings.

“Like hell I’ll do that...aww, snap!” cried Bou as all his beloved Japanese sweets fell to the floor, again.  Bending over to pick them up, the airplane suddenly went into some turbulence and he fell to the floor.

“Ouch!”

Teruki heard a cry in the other room.  Concerned, he rushed to aid his friend.

“Hey Bou...You ok man?”

Glancing up, he replied, “Umm...Yeah.  Perfect.  Just perfect.”

- EnD CHaPteR oNE –

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