Disclaimer: No, I don't own Inuyasha or "Pretty Woman", but I can dream, can't I?

Chapter 1

The streets of Tokyo were loud and noisy late at night. This was the time that the prostitutes roamed the streets, hanging out and looking for a quick buck. Kandy Kiki was no exception. With her short bubble-gum pink hair and revealing outfit--today's selection was a schoolgirl inspired theme-- she looked like she stepped out of a pubescent boy's erotic fantasy. Her high-heeled loafers clicked on the sidewalk as she eyed the souped-up black Cadillac making its way down her corner. He must be rich she thought to herself. Slowly the car stopped and she approached him, smiling coyly.

"Hey there, hunny. You don't look too familiar. New comer?" She sized up the stranger. My, was he handsome! He had piercing gold eyes and two fuzzy dog-ears perched on top of his head of short, silky-looking silver hair. She guessed that he had to have been in his mid-twenties. Ah, a half demon. This will be more interesting…

"Mhm, you look like an interesting piece. Hop in, baby. I'll take you for a ride." She obeyed the command like she was taught to do and climbed into the car, earning jealous glares from the other women. She smirked at them as he drove her off.

"Names Inuyasha. What name do you go by?"

"Whatever name you like, sweetie. They call me Kandy Kiki."

"I see, named for the hair no doubt. Well Kandy Kiki, I'm on my way to the Shikon Plaza. I could use the company tonight."

"Sure thing, honey. How much are you paying me?"

"Hm…. I'm thinking about $2,000 for the night?"

"I like the sound of $3,000 better" she cooed. He chuckled.

"Hey, money's no option." They drove into the parking lot of the fancy upper-class hotel. She stared in awe at the glorious fountain bathed in colorful lights, grandly settled on the large plush lawn. Even her more wealthy…. customers never took her to a place quite like this. He must be a millionaire. She sighed in content and started unbuttoning her ill-fitting blouse.

"Ah-ah, wait until we get there, sweetheart. I don't want to miss any of this." He parked the car and he snuck her into his room, Suite 36. She sat down on his extremely soft bed that she sunk about three inches into. She stared in awe as he started taking off his clothes. Her eyes scrolled down his body, as one by one the buttons of his starched-white shirt were unbuttoned. He had a very muscular chest, long and lean with hardly any chest hair. In fact, the only hair on his body was a light illusion of a happy trail, lowering her gaze to his…ahem.

"You like what you see, eh? Now lets have a look at you." Immediately she got up and pushed him into the soft bed, climbing on top. She ripped off her too-tight white blouse that barely hid her nipples and the tiny black tie around her neck.

"Leave the tie on, it's hotter that way." She nodded and continued stripping for the demon. Off came the teeny tiny navy blue miniskirt and thigh-high black socks, revealing toned thighs. . She peeled off her black Rio-string thong and nibbled the side of his neck.

"Sorry, sugar, but I don't do kissing on the lips." She whispered into his fuzzy ear.

"Neither do I," replied Inuyasha.