This is a roleplay between me and a friend (XYZ-2-ABC). Him as Inuyasha, I play Kouga. Reviews and Comments are loved and welcomed!

No one had been cursed as much as he who had his wish granted to him with it's cost. For he must travel alone despite the eternal beauty he had been granted with over thousands of years ago. This spirit had grown worn out and tired like the others that had also been granted their wishes, his form breaking down day by day. Those who had passed by him had been granted a sweet scent, sweet enough to attract those around him like the spirit craved oh, so badly. But just because the spirit would die didn't mean that the curse that granted him his wish would disappear. Insolent beauty like that doesn't just fade in one life time. It took many, and now it would take one last. He had chosen his target and stalked him, though his form slowly fell apart, inch by inch every second by second as all of his lifetimes came to an end. He found his way in front of the small house, and that was all he needed. He closed his eyes and broke apart, turning into dust, dreams, to fade away from reality while his magic, in the form of Hyacinth petals floated towards the nearest living creature, floating through the glass that kept the windows shut and onto the human that slept peacefully next to another spirit. The petals shivered, died and decayed into his skin, implanting their image on his body and releasing a scent so sweet that he would never find himself lacking in affection. It was the remains of a powerful curse, and it still had plenty of power behind it.

Natsume slowly made his way home...carefully. He found himself...hiding. In bushes, behind fences, speeding up so he could go around a corner before anyone saw him...People had gone crazy today. Sensei wasn't there when Natsume woke up, he had arrived at school just to be...His face flushed at the thought. He remembered his two friends. The innocent hug one gave him...before it had turned into ass-groping. The two of them ganged up on him and tried to pin him down to have their way with him. He had managed to escape, but it seemed like every guy in school that day had a perversion for Natsume for some reason. And odd enough, he found tattoos of blue Hyacinth petals over his body. Natsume had skipped the rest of school and spent most of the day looking for that damned cat. It was no use though. Wherever he was, Natsume couldn't find him. He supposed he'd have to wait out the rest of the day till he could find him again...hopefully things wouldn't get...TOO drastic.

Who'd imagine that walking around the forest would have Suuichi Natori come across his fellow spirit seer and friend. He blinked, frowning somewhat at the odd stance that the other had taken. Perhaps he was being chased by a Youkai or another type of spirit.

That annoying fur ball isn't around. Hm...

He took a step closer, looking around to see what Natsume might be seeing, but nothing was in sight. With a shrug of his shoulders, Suuichi walked quietly behind Natsume and looked once more.

"Why, hello there, Natsume." Shuuichi reached out and placed a comfortable hand on Natsume's shoulder, gripping it softly. "What are you doing in the bushes?"

His award winning smile flashed onto the teenager, gazing at him with curiosity. The lizard tattoo had taken to moving around his face for the time being, slithering up to rest above his eyebrow for a little while. And thinking of this, the actor noted that Natsume also had tattoos in blue.

A dark thought appeared in the back of his mind as he gazed down at the teen. I never noticed how extremely handsome he is or how cute he looks when he's crouching like that...

Natsume tensed up and quickly spun around with a slight gasp, already lifting his fist, as if to strike whoever it was behind him, but the second he saw Shuuichi, his body relaxed, letting out a heavy sigh and dropping his fist. "It's just you, Shuuichi." He said, panting a bit, as if he had been holding his breath before he stood up. He could trust the actor, couldn't he? He was sure that he might have known something about the tattoos and everyone's weird...mood.

"I woke up this morning and found these." Natsume started, reaching up and undoing several buttons on the top of his shirt, pulling it open slightly to reveal the blue petals tattooed into his skin, almost sprinkled across his chest, though it seemed as if they went lower then what he was revealing. "After that, everyone's been...strange." He said, his face flushing as he wanted to hide exactly what he meant by that word. "I can't find Sensei, either. I know that these two are connected though."

Shuuichi watched Natsume's reaction and chuckled. Such a typical reaction the teen had, he never did much enjoy seeing him. They had very different thoughts on how to take care of the spirits that they came into contact with. Still, the fist fell as the boy stood to full height and began to talk to him as if he hadn't just been crouching behind a bush.

Natsume innocently began to unbutton his shirt, letting his smooth chest be revealed so easily. It wasn't long before the exorcist understood the meaning of those marks. They were definitely those of a youkai, but knowing what it was didn't mean that he was oblivious to its effect.

"Strange, hm?" He cocked his head to the side in a joking manner, reaching a hand out and touching the mark nearest the other's nipple. "It's not too difficult of a curse." There wasn't much he could say as he attempted to control himself. "Close your shirt."

Natsume backed up a bit as he felt Shuuichi touche one of the markings, his face slightly flushed. He semeed to be extra...sensitive, almost. Probably from all the stuff that had happened to him earlier. However, at the command, he did as he was told, buttoning up his shirt again and hiding the markings. However, that didn't stop the tattoos from trying to effect the exorcist. It was as if they were releasing an irresistible sex pheromone. No matter how strong someone's will was, eventually they'd break down and succumb to it. Natsume didn't know this however, nor did he know that that was probably the reason that Madara had fled from his house before he had even woken up.

"So...You can help with this?" He asked, almost hesitantly. He didn't really trust the exorcist at all, but Shuuichi hated the youkai, not really Natsume himself...he was sure that breaking the curse through one of Shuuichi's methods wouldn't require his life as well.

"I-It goes...lower." Natsume said as he lifted up the bottom of his school uniform shirt, revealing his smooth stomach, also dappled with petal markings, though they all seemed to start aiming towards the boy's crotch. Natsume didn't check that area, however. It was too embarrassing and he had no doubt it would be something perverted as well. "There might be some on my back as well. They aren't on my legs, however. "

"I can help, yes." Shuuichi turned away and looked up at the sky, decidedly moving his eyes from the other in a vain attempt to slow down the curse's effect.

Most likely, it was a youkai whom, in a previous life had been given great looks and attractive features at birth. Though, it all depended on what the thing believed it was at the time. Obviously, a curse of some sort.

I know how that feels. He grinned as he could feel the stars and scenery flocking around his face, turning on his actor-like charm.

"It goes lower."

His ears turned red as he couldn't help but feel the heat rush to his head. Instantly, he pictured the petal tattoos all over the other's body in one of the most erotic scenarios he'd ever dared to think of. He shook his head and glanced behind him, but looking toward the ground instead.

"It's best not to talk about this in the open. It'll be hard to explain with the interruptions that will ultimately happen."

He pulled his light brown hat over his much lighter coloured hair as a way of not looking directly at Natsume.

Maybe it was just Natsume, but Shuuichi seemed to be acting a bit...odd. But what he did say was true, and Natsume muttered an agreement as he let go of his shirt, letting it cover the exposed parts of his body as he looked around. It was odd for Shuuichi to say that though...it was still right before classes would end, so no students were out at the time. And even so, there was nobody around them anyways. Still, how would Natsume explain his reasoning for showing his stomach to a man in the open? Especially if the marks wouldn't be seen.

"You're right." He said, looking at the ground as well, his face flushed with embarrassment as he remembered what had happened earlier at school...it would be best to head somewhere less...out in the open...where Natsume didn't feel like some guy would come and do perverted things to him from behind. "Where should we go?"

At the question of where they should go, Shuuichi looked off into the trees.

"Are the two you live with at home? It'd definitely be a private and quiet place to be."

They're getting to me. Every time I try to think rationally, I know that being alone with him will end up being no good. Well, I know how to get rid of the curse. One sure fire way.

He turned and looked around them once more, as if expecting to see the spirit about them. "We'll have to hurry."

Natsume thought about it for a moment. He really had no idea if they were home or not. Shigeru wasn't going to be there today, but Touko, he wasn't too sure about. Well, they had one way to find out, but either way, they had to get rid of the curse on him. "Let's go." He said as he reached out and took Shuuichi's hand, immediately pulling him as he set out immediately at a nearly running pace, hoping that the exorcist would get rid of the markings and Natsume would be done with this before it got too bad.

A rush of blood ran up into Shuuichi's head when his hand was grabbed by the boy. Physical interaction could not be a good idea, not with the curse that the high schooler had on him. There was nothing he could do except be steered in the direction of the other's home, watching the expression of hope behind the soft smile the other usually wore.

"Touko?" Natsume called out, standing inside of the house at the entrance. School was probably already over, so going back out in public was definitely out of the question. The streets would be flooded, and any guy could...well, now's not the time to worry about that. "I don't think they're here." Natsume stated as he took several steps into the house, taking off his shoes before the steps and waiting for Shuuichi to do the same.

"Sensei still isn't back yet." He noted. He knew that cause the yeast buns from Nanatsuji were still left untouched on the table. "Come on." He said, grabbing Shuuichi's hand and gently pulling him up onto the wooden floor and then up the flight of stairs to his room, where the two could be alone, though he had no idea what Shuuichi was planning.

He watched in a tired-like way, finding that he cared very little for Natsume's calls in the house, and focused instead on waiting to make his move. The curse drew him in like all the other victims, making it almost impossible to keep a calm demeanor much longer.

Natsume trusted him to save him from a curse, which he could, but that didn't mean he wouldn't succumb to the spell first.

Shuuichi stepped in after his friend, closing the door behind him and slowly slipping off his shoes. He couldn't seem to hasty, what with Natsume most likely already on edge from whatever instance he had faced only an hour or two before.

Once again, Shuuichi found his hand gripped in Natsume's, this time leading him up the flight of stairs and toward the room at the end of the hall. As far as he could recall, he had never been in the other's room. Usually they would be out at a restaurant or conversing out in the middle of the forest, but it did provide quite a bit of privacy. There would be no intruders walking in on them and spoiling the fun that would ultimately occur.

His control was breaking.

Natsume... your innocence will be your downfall.

The door slid open, Natsume letting go of his hand and walking inside before Shuuichi. He must have been looking for the cat spirit that he kept close by, but looked rather disappointed when he found that he was not there either.

Carefully, using slow steady movements, Shuuichi closed the door behind him and gazed at Natsume. "This is going to be very awkward, but I need to get a good look at those marks again." His long brown coat had a few pockets, some tucked away inside and a few outside. He reached into a secret pocket and thoughtfully counted the paper dolls that he had.

This will be enough.

"The markings?" Natsume echoed, but he nodded as he began to undo his school uniform once more, undoing all the buttons down to the last one, before he opened it up and slowly slid the cloth off of his body, leaving his upper h alf completely bare and exposed to Shuuichi, not once ever thinking about what if his friend had succumb to the curse as well. No, his trust went too far into Shuuichi for him to even think about him being betrayed by the exorcist until it actually happened.

The blue tattoos had truly covered most of natsume's upper half, like someone ripped off the petals of the flower and dropped them carelessly over Natsume's body. It was sprinkled across his chest and his stomach, and the closer to the crotch they went, the closer and more frequently they appeared. Natsume's face flushed slightly as he left himself exposed to Shuuichi, but he didn't question why he needed to see the markings nor what he was planning. He figured he'd be safe with the exorcist...though he so far from right.

Standing there in silence, Shuuichi watched as Natsume's upper torso became bare and all he could see was the blue petal marks, even though there was still untainted skin left. Truely a formidable curse.

"Hold still, Natsume." It was said kindly with a small apologetic smile, but in no way a indicator of what he was about to do.

In a flash the hand that had ventured into his coat had the paper dolls placed in between his fingers as he made the sign for "capture" with his hands. Just as Natsume had done for the "Book of Friends" he simply blew on them and the four he'd taken out shot from his fingers and straight for Natsume. They grew to a potentially large size, enough to cause a problem for his host.

Mere moments, that's all that Natsume had.

When Shuuichi wanted to talk to the other, he would often leave a paper doll around to alert him of his presence and to bring him to where he was. Those types of dolls were easily ripped and torn, but not these. They took Natsume's arms and bound them behind him and one wrapped itself around the teen's body, the head of the doll muffling the other's words. And the final fourth doll attacked the legs, using force to bring Natsume down to the floor.

He tentatively walked over and looked down at the struggling boy. Shuuichi was there to oversee that the paper was not torn, and it wouldn't be as long as its master was near by and he wasn't planning on going anywhere soon.

"This is an abominable curse. It's an interesting one, however, that which you'll not enjoy right away." Shuuichi gave a half-smile, his eyes removing all concern and holding just lust. "You see... for this curse to be lifted, you're going to have to reach the sexual peak many times."

His hand reached out and touched one of the blue petal marks, smirking. "Don't worry, it takes into account the other's climax as well. Two in one session."