Original Summary: Bishies live on earth, but they must live carefully as fangirls stalk them. So guys like Dark, Sesshomaru, and Mugen, and others need help as the Society of sexy men chasers(SOSMC) have just resorted to their lowest attempt yet.

A/N: Sorry, I couldn't help myself. It was so tempting to write.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the anime included in this fic. I own the plot though. Any relations to this story in real life or in other copyrighted material is merely coincidence. (In other words, I totally thought this up on my own. If someone else already had this idea, sorry. If something like this has happened to you before, my god, you poor bastard, what a dimension you live in. Seriously though, it came from my mind and my mind only, no inspiration from anyone else, I swear.)

WARNING: Major obsessions. Over-doing it crushes. Sci-fi'ish. Sorry, the science involved will probably never happen. Some death to possible favorite characters. Nothing tear-jerkingly descriptive though. Might be in later chapters, will warn before-hand though.

Oh my God! There he is!

10 years ago, a group of 10 scientists eyed the fascination of these so called, Bishonen, or Bishies, as the girls liked to call it. They were seeking the ability to create intellectual life, not just clones, not robots either, but real, breathing, with actual personalities, people. Since what would these millions of girls happier then to make them real. It would give them a hell lot of funding too. So they decided to work on it.

Their first creation was a girl, but they considered it a failure. This girl had no personality, she did not breathe, and all she said was "Geen." They named her Chii but that was it. They decommissioned her and threw her away.

Their second creation was a boy. He had red hair and red eyes. This one was better. He breathed, he cared, he had his own personality. His hobby was artistry. They named him Daisuke, after the one he modeled after.

They showed him to the public, thinking it was a brilliant discovery. If anything, it just caused the world to go into more turmoil.

The more obsessive fan-girls joined together, and did a totally desperate move. They kidnapped the scientists. They held them down and made them create all of them. Sesshomaru, Inuyasha, Tamahome, Jin, Mugen, Hatori, Momiji, Yuki, Dark, Krad, Edward Alric, among many others joined to breathe and live.

As they were created, more fan girls joined the club. Ranma, Sasuke, Kyo, Gaara, Hotohori, Hideki, Naruto.

When the scientists could do no more, they were killed so they couldn't figure out a way to get rid of their creations and the girl's dreams. By that time, the club was practically a religion.

When they prepared to let them go from their "shells" and sell them for auction, make them love slaves, among other disturbing things, they realized it had already been done for them. Someone had already released them, but it was unknown who. But it did not matter. There were Bishonen on the loose, and, having their original personalities, they were not going to give in so easily. The founders were furious, but there was nothing they could do about it. If they were going to go through with their original plan, they would have to capture them first. So they did.

They recruited girls to their "army" and set out to capture them. But the Bishies were flexible, and always eluded capture after several days. The girls got advanced, so did the boys. The regular men were in the cross-fire. After one was found hiding in the basement of a senior, they filed men as traitors, and started killing them. The massacre was over-kill, so the founders told them to stop. They are to only use force if they had to, or if Bishonen were found in their house, in their protection. The male gender was recovering, but the obsession was destroying everything. A few of the Bishonen themselves were killed.

Ten years later, things were no better. If anything, it was worse.

Chapter one: Total Chaos in an organized package

It was a quiet evening in the city. Nothing was moving. There wasn't even any birds chirping in the blossoming cherry trees. The sun was beginning to set slowly over the horizon, setting a dark red shadow over the broken houses and buildings. A black cat smoothly glided over the sidewalk for about 3 seconds before disappearing into the bushes.

Then the sun erased itself from the sky, creating night, and light exploded from the streetlights, reacting to the darkness. Then, only one thing began to move.

His black wings tickled the sky as it flew over the buildings, his dark hair waving behind him. There was nothing else moving, but by the speed he was gaining, you'd think he was being stalked. The black angel Dark adjusted his gloves. "I could deal with over a century of robberies, but this is one thing I can seriously doubt." He muttered to himself. Something moved behind one of the parapets on the roof. He started and made a sharp turn. Too late.

A shower of hooks attached to chains flew out of their hiding place, raining down on him. He swerved, but there was too many of them. Two hooked his left arm, one, his right. About ten cornered his wings, stunning his flight. He went down, swinging on the chain, crashing into the windows. A flood of lights turned on in the room. He looked around. They were all girls. They were all smiling at him. They were all wearing a tight jumpsuit; sleeveless and cut at the knees, black in color, with a white insignia over the right chest that said in small letters, SOSMC. They wore those long black boots that were interlaced with white laces that went halfway up the calf.

"I knew it was you guys." He said. Some of them smirked but otherwise made no movement. "I ain't going through that crap again."

"We'll see about that." Said a blonde girl around the age of 18, who was standing on one of the office desks (they don't wear masks or hats or anything). "I plan on having my second child by your name."

"Through rape? I'd be honored, but, I don't think so." Dark replied.

"We don't plan on killing you." She said. "Edward was... unfortunate. But that doesn't mean you have to go that way." She cooed.

"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm feelin' pretty good being single." Dark answered.

The blondie smiled sweetly, turned to the other girls. "Capture him!" She commanded. The rest of the girls, ranging from age fourteen to thirty leaped after him. Dark flexed his wings, shaking off the loose chains, and leaped over them. The leader leaped up into the air after him but missed. His wings still heavy from the chains, he pulled out a black feather.

"Sorry to do this to ya ladies, but its either my life or yours, and I hear what you would do to my life." He said, mumbled the spell and held it out. Nothing happened. "What the..."

The blonde laughed.

"Do you honestly expect to get rid of us that easily? Ed's alchemy allowed us to expand our technology. Your magic won't work here."

"Damn." Was Dark's last thoughts as he tried to escape, but they got out their chains again, and as Dark vainly tried to jump out the window, the chains wrapped around his ankles, and his jump was cut short, he slammed against the side of the office building. He was dragged back up and his vision fogged and then blacked out when the blonde leader forced him to swallow a blood red liquid.

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On the other side of the city, an orange cat sprinted across the dark streets, followed by a small gray rat. What's up with this picture?

"Stupid cat!" The rat shouted. "This is your fault!"

"How is this my fault?" The cat shouted back, panting.

"Your stupid temper caused this."

"No it didn't!" The cat snapped.

"Hurry! We're going to change back soon." The rat panted. There was thunder pounding several feet behind them. Girls, dressed in regular clothing, were chasing them, screaming "Make love to me Kyo!" or "Yuki, you sexy thing, come to me!" thundered down the street. And the animals were slowing down considerably.

The rat and the cat came to a fence, that the cat climbed over with ease, whereas the mouse shimmied his way through the chain links that were just big enough.

The girls didn't stop, they pretty much crashed right through the flimsy chain-link fence. And that's when it happened. They transformed. Two boys, one was gray haired and the other a red-head. Both skinny, both no longer animals, both stark naked. The pursuers stopped to gaze longingly at their -ahem- fugitives' in the buff while the boys in question disappeared within the shadows of the trees of the small forest.

As if snapped out of a trance, they all jerked their heads up and resumed running, not getting far though.

About fifteen girls, wearing the black uniform fell gracefully to the ground in front of them, stopping them, probably having jumped from the roof tops of the houses. If that leap hurt them, they didn't show it, except for this one girl who fell flat on her face and bawled like an idiot. The other girls rolled their eyes. "Newbie." They muttered. They flipped their hair and straightened.

A brown haired girl tied back in a pony tail who apparently was the leader of this section turned to the girls and held out a badge. "This is the Society Of Sexy Men Chasers, we'll take it from here girls." She yelled loud enough for the crowd to all hear.

"Awww..." The girls were clearly disappointed.

"Don't worry." The brown haired girl called out. "If this capture is successful, you shall receive your child before long." The crowd cheered.

The brunette bowed to them. "Zakuda!" She called. One of the girls, a red-head appeared at her side.

"Yes 'mam." She said.

"Take names and pictures." She ordered. The red-haired girl, Zakuda, slumped.

"Aw man, again? I wanna be included in the capture too."

The brunette smiled and clapped Zakuda's shoulder. "Girl, do this one for me, and I promise you. You'll go through a capture. I hear they've sighted Hatori somewhere in the suburbs."

Zakuda brightened. "Really? He never reveals himself."

"Exactly. Do this one for me please? I will get you into the next one even if it kills me. The rest of us are more experienced and we really need to catch these two."

"Oh alright."

"Thanks." The brunette unclipped what looked like a pen from her belt and raised it above her head. The rest of the squad did the same. The brunette put it in front of her, at arms-length and pushed a button. The others did the same.

The pen turned into a glider. They jumped onto them and sped into the forest. The crowd cheered as one of the troops did a flip before disappearing into the forest.

Zakuda watched them longingly as they disappeared silently into the forest. She unclipped a small clipboard that grew to normal size upon being touched from her belt and turned towards the crowd, whom still haven't moved.

"Alright!" She yelled at them. "I'm gonna need names, phone numbers, and pictures if you wanna go at them. Please settle in an orderly line. This will take only a moment of your time."

The girls scuttled into a clump they sadly attempted to call a line as they gazed longingly at the forest border.

Crazy right? I thought it went over pretty well, especially when this is my first crossover. This one shouldn't be more then 10 chapters. Should this one be successful, I'll be so happy, I'll cry... -sniff-

Please leave reviews, but also, please be gentle. I have a really small ego.

As always,

Alena Rio