Ichigo Kurosaki was a mighty soul raper. His greatest joy in life was finding a new soul to rape before banishing them to the soul society. Ichigo had just gotten informed about a new hollow lurking around Obanazawa. Him and his hollow hunting assistant, Rukia, were off, racing to catch the Hollow.
Even though Ichigo got plenty of action with his soul raping duties, he still felt very lonely. Don't get him wrong, Ichigo loved raping hollows. A certain thrill rushed through his body whenever he felt a soul struggling to break free of his sturdy arms as he mercilessly raped them. Ichigo was able to please himself while helping out his fellow community. He couldn't ask for a better job. Yet Ichigo wanted more. The only thing the hollows did was scratch an itch. But Ichigo was looking for more than an itch-scratcher. He wanted someone he could talk with, to hang out with. He wanted to have a relationship with someone that was about more than just sex. Ichigo wanted a real girlfriend or boyfriend.
Ichigo was still fantasizing about this when he and Rukia arrived in Obanazawa. That is when he saw the most beautiful sight he had ever laid eyes on. The sexiest, most God-like creature he had ever seen was bending down to devour a little boy's soul. The hollow's gorgeous gold eyes were big and bright with anticipation, and the bulging muscles in his arms and abdomen wre strained with excitement. Ichigo knew he should run over and save the little boy before it was too late, but he couldn't move. He could see quite clearly the excitement in the hollow's face at the prospect of attaining the young child's soul, and he couldn't bear to do anything that would cause the poor creature pain.
"Ichigo, don't just stand there! Do something!" Rukia shrieked. At the sound of her voice, the immaculate creature looked up, and his gaze locked with Ichigo. He froze, and seemed to forget all about the child in front of him. It appeared the hollow was as mesmerized by Ichigo as Ichigo was of him. Neither could break the eye contact, and the young boy managed to scamper away unnoticed. After what seemed like an eternity, the hollow finally stepped forward.
"Hello, my name is Inuyasha," he said in the sexiest voice imaginable. "You must be Ichigo Kurosaki, the great soul raper. You are infamous among my kind. Every hollow in Japan greatly fears you. I have heard stories about your great power, which no hollow has ever been able to defeat. I assume you are here today to rape and banish me. Well, you might as well get it over with."
Ichigo didn't know what to do. As he gazed at Inuyasha with eyes full of hunger and longing, an internal battle was taking place inside him. A part of Ichigo, a very large part, wanted to tear Inuyasha's clothes off, throw him to the ground, and rape him senseless. But if that happened, the other part of him argued, there would be no going back. He would have no choice but to banish Inuyasha to the soul society. How could he live with himself after that happened, knowing that he destroyed Inuyasha's life? Plus, Ichigo thought selfishly, you would never be able to see him again. Even though Ichigo had just met the hollow, he couldn't stand the thought of losing him forever. As ridiculous as it sounded, Ichigo felt an irrational need to protect the creature. And the best thing he could do for Inuyasha was leave him alone. No good could come from a hollow spending time with a soul raper, whose job it was to cleanse the world of hollows like Inuyasha. Ichigo had made up his. No matter what it cost him, and how painful it was, Ichigo had to do what was best for Inuyasha.
