AN: This is my very first fanfic and the characters may be a little OFC or a lot that depends on you. I'm just a newbie and still learning so have a little bit of patients with me. But I hope you enjoy this. By the way this will be M-rated and from the first sentence you'll see why. J

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own any of the awesome characters from Inuyasha. And I can't give the creators enough credit but you sure as hell could watch me try.

Chapter One: Seductress

She danced around the dance floor, swaying her hips, clapping her hands. Lights flashed against her fair skin, her hair flying in the air, her movements creating an image of a dancing goddess, conquering the dance floor. She dropped low to the floor, her skintight black leather pants teasingly grazing the floor before she rose up, raising her hands to the air, hips swaying seductively to the beat of the music. It roared out of the speaker, drowning all conversation and all everybody could think about was to dance to the beat of the music. Rin danced around people, teasingly rubbing herself against them, tempting them to come up to her and dance with her.

A guy walked up to her and roughly pulled her to his body. She smirked, disentangling herself from him. Rin danced close to him with one arm around his neck, her leg was snaked around his waist and she dipped herself. She pulled herself up and ran her hand around his back to his chest. She teasingly rubbed her body against him, pressing against every part of his body. She smirked and the guy groaned. She escaped his arms, twirling away from him. He shook his head, clearing his mind of the exotic images in his mind. Poles stood all over the club letting anybody dance with them, some women and men. They spin, dancing in front of a group as the people egged them on. Rin cat-walked to one, glanced behind her to see if the man was following her. He was a young man, probably in his early twenties. His chocolate brown hair fell over his face and his sparkly blue eyes were filled with lust and anticipation. Rin licked her lips as she grabbed the pole next to her and twirled on it, she rubbed herself against it, licking her lips—as if savoring for wants to come—as she went down to the floor. She twisted away, before he got any closer. She laughed joyously into the air, seeing the guy frustrated.

Sadly she didn't think that he was the one, his look of lust at one glance from her, would end her hopes. She turned around and saw him standing there, looking at her stupidly.

What a fucktard, Rin thought as she walked toward the bar. It was as if the gods didn't want her to get rid of her curse. She was ready to give up, the sense of failure gripped her heart and a single tear fell down her face.

No, I can't cry, I told myself that I can't get disappointed about this anymore. I'm over that stage, that was just another part of my life that I had to get through. He was just another chapter that I had to get through.

Rin wiped the tear away, sadly smiling to herself. She always wondered if he was okay. He was the only one that she actually loved but when she removed her glasses, he ended up breaking up with her because of her curse. When he broke up with her, she was only a freshman in high school. She remembered crying each day, unable to go to school, her tear stained face was horrible and the red puffiness only made it worse, it got so bad that she didn't eat. It wasn't until her dad kicked her out and told her to stop self-pitying herself, that she snapped out of it. She still thanked her dad to this day for helping her get over it because if it wasn't for him, she would have still been crying over it.

A raven haired bartender stood behind the counter, wiping a cup. He turned to look at her, a smile placed on his lips. His violet eyes shined with a mischievous glare in them. Suddenly his smile vanished as he looked at her with concern.

"What happened, what's wrong, Rin?" he asked setting down the cup and reached over and grabbed her arm then sat her on a stool.

"Nothing, Miroku." Her voice cracked. He stared at her before he left and walked up to another bartender.

"Could you take over for me, I have something to take care of," Miroku said. The man looked over Miroku's shoulder towards Rin, and comprehension passed through his face.

"Okay, Man, I'll take over for you," he said.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

Miroku walked towards Rin and brought her back to her feet. "Come on, Rin, let's go into my office."

Rin nodded and she followed him behind the counter towards his office. When they reached his office, she sat down in his soft fluffy white arm chair.

His office was dimly lit and his desk was covered with stacks of papers. His computer was turned on, with a naked girl as a screensaver. His crimson wall room loomed over her giving her an ominous feeling instead of comforting her like it had done before.

Miroku pulled up a stool and sat in front of her and took her hand, lightly caressing it, as if caressing an old wound.

Rin looked at him through teary eyes. He leaned forwards and pulled her into his arms. Rin jumped into them, burying her face in his shirt, crying. Miroku picked her up and placed her on his lap.

He kissed the top of her head, and ran his hand through her hair, soothing her as she cried. He held her until her sobs ceased. He then let go of her and gently placed her back on the armchair but held onto her hands.

"What happened Rin, and don't go telling me that it was nothing because this was something. You haven't broken down this bad since…Oh…" Miroku's voice trailed off and an awkward silence replaced it.

"…Is that why?"

Rin nodded.

"But why now?"

"There was a guy that I was dancing with that looked like him," she replied hoarsely.

"Damn it, Rin! How many times did I tell you that he was bad new, I told you from the very start, yet you didn't listen, now look at yourself! Look at what's he done to you."

"I know Miroku! I know!"

"Then why?"

Rin looked away, unable to meet his gaze. Tears started to threaten to run down her face again.

"Because I was in love." She sobbed, meeting his gaze. "Because I thought that I was in love, and thought that I didn't have a curse. I was naive and thought that he was the one! The one that was going to break it and I was finally going to be free to live a normal life."

Miroku was torn; she had never told him this. That she was actually in love, or that her feelings ran so deeply that she was still tearing herself apart over this.

"I thought that you were over him?" Miroku said solemnly.

"I was over the fact that he dumped me, not that I was over him."

Miroku hugged her and Rin let him, she was tired and hurt. She needed the comfort from a friend, even if he was a pervert.

"You know what I've been thinking Rin?"

"Mm."

"Look at me, Rin," he said gently. Rin looked at him as he let her go. "Here's a word of advice, instead of coming here, go somewhere else. Go to the theme park, to the museums, but not here or any other places that are like this. You'll most likely find duds here, Rin. And more likely, you'll get hurt and I don't know if you'll be able to recover from another relationship like the one you had before." Rin was about to interrupt him but he kept talking. "—Go somewhere else, don't forget that there are other options. And there are more opportunities to find a new love. Don't give up hope, Rin, you'll surely find it."

Rin smiled. "Yeah, thank you Miroku. I knew that I could count on you."

Miroku smiled and hesitated a little, "So—how did it go?"

"You should know me better than to ask, Miroku."

"I still want to know."

"He was a dud."

"And?"

"He sucked at dancing."

"And?"

"He was a pervert."

"And?"

"What else do you want me to say? That he was great at sex."

"If he was, then you wouldn't be here crying."

"Good point."

He sighed and got up, went behind his desk and rummaged around. "Here." He handed her a Sprite.

"Oh my god, Miroku, you're a lifesaver. All that crying had made me thirsty."

She beamed at him and gave him a hug. Miroku was startled but hugged her back. They let go and Rin sat back down. Miroku laughed as she opened it and took a sip.

They sat there in silence listening to the music in the background. Miroku sat next to her and put his arm around her. She leaned against his shoulder, slowly he started petting her hair as she continued to sip her soda. When she finished, she looked up sadly.

"Well, I better get going, tomorrow is a school day and I'll need to get up early."

Miroku nodded and sighed. "I don't know how you do it, Rin. I would never have a zero period."

"Not even if it's to see Sango." Rin smirked, seeing Miroku's cheeks become a little tinged with red.

"That would be a different story," he muttered. Suddenly he realized he said it out loud when he saw Rin giving him chesire smile.

He cleared his throat, embarrassed. A small blush crept up his cheeks again, quickly he got up, trying to hide his face. "Okay, let's go."

Rin found him avoiding the subject adorable. She knew that he was in love with one of her best friends. But she knew that he would never have the cajones to ask her out. He may be a pervert but he was never a pervert to her. Okay…she took that back. He was a complete pervert with her, but a respectful one and with class.

Oh man, who was she kidding? She smiled shaking her head, in mock disappointment.

As they walked out of the club, Rin started to feel surprisingly better. Miroku walked her to the entrance but stopped her as she was about to leave.

"You sure you don't want me to walk you home?"

"No, after all, you have to work."

"Rin. You're kidding me, right? I own the place."

"Yeah, but with a few other people."

"It's still mine."

"Possessive jerk."

"Lazy Bum."

"Pervert."

"Bitch."

"Hentai."

"That means the same thing as pervert."

"No it doesn't."

"Does too!"

"DOES NOT!"

"Okay, whatever you blonde."

"Hey, I ain't blonde, this is silver hair."

"Okay whatever you say."

"You stupid jerk." She said fuming.

Miroku laughed, pulling her into a hug.

"Hey lovebirds, get a room."

"Hey pretty girl, how about you dump this little shit and come with us. I could at least keep you better satisfied than this little shrimp."

Miroku turned abruptly to the crowd. "Shut the fuck up you little shit. Why don't you come out and show me who is the fucken shrimp?"

Suddenly a muscular man came out of the crowd. His long black hair fell limp behind his back. His golden eyes swept over Rin's body and a flash of lust ran through them. He gave her a predator's smile, showing two pointy fangs.

Rin took a step forwards to the man, taking her stance ready to fight. Miroku put a hand on her shoulder. Rin growled, telling him to back off but Miroku pushed her behind him.

"Let me take him." He said through clenched teeth.

"But—" She spoke out but when Miroku looked at her, the words got caught in her throat. Pure fury was written all over Miroku's face. His eyes burned with such intensity, Rin's eyes widened in shock.

Rin nodded and stepped back. Miroku turned his attention back to the man.

"So you're the son of bitch that insulted her."

The man let out a harsh laugh.

"Insult her, no," he shook his head, mockingly. "I was complimenting her. After all, you can't insult a woman who dresses like that." He pointed at Rin's clothing. "There's no such thing as an insult to them—"

The man's words were caught in his mouth as Miroku's fist collided into his face, hitting his nose. He spiraled into the air then crashed onto the floor, blood seeped out of his head. The man stared blankly at the sky, his mind trying to register what had happened. A low growl emitted from him as he pushed himself off the floor, wiping the blood from his nose. It was most likely broke since it was twisted in a weird angle.

"Still think that insulting her was good idea?" Miroku growled.

"You'll pay for that." The man charged at Miroku, his fist raised, he swung into thin air. Miroku ducked down, quickly he jumped up and hit him square in the jaw. The man's head resisted but it snapped up, sending him upwards before he fell, hard, on the floor, unconscious.

"That's what the bastard gets," Miroku growled, he turned and went to Rin.

"You okay?"

Rin nodded, smiling.

Miroku turned and walked up to the bouncer at the entrance. The man looked at the man on the floor shocked, but regained his composure when he saw Miroku coming towards him.

"Don't ever let him in from now on, make sure to pass the message onto the other bouncers. Okay?"

"Yes, sir."

Miroku walked back to Rin.

"Are you sure you can walk home by yourself? You saw what happened, if something like this happens when you're walking home, I won't be there to protect you."

"Miroku. How long have you known me?"

There was a minute of silence as they stared each other down. Finally, Miroku gave up.

"I'll see you then."

"Good boy."

"Bye, Rin."

"Bye, Miroku."

All the men drooled and the cat-calls still continued even after the fight as she walked away, her d-cup breasts and her hourglass figure revealed by her tight black leather pants and her red tube mini shirt only made the cat-calling even worse. Her long white hair flowed behind her, covering most of her back to her butt, which helped. And as she glanced behind her, the light caught the glare of her piercing hazel eyes. All the men buckled over, groaning but she didn't stay to watch the show. She was pissed off over the fact that her glare had no effect. It only made things worse for her.

Fuckers. I hope you all burn in hell.

Yeah, she had a nice body but even with this nice body she was still a….

Virgin.

She could say that she was Aphrodite in human form but there was one problem with this body…it never experienced sex, and probably never would.

Her outgoing attitude always seemed to scare men away or make them cum and soil their pants with just look. Ever since she became a teenager her life went straight to Hell. A lot of men wanted her but couldn't have her. She always found it ironic. She would say that it's the curse's fault that she had yet to have her first kiss but that would be telling only half of the truth. The real reason was because of her dad. He had this system that when she found somebody that was immune to it that she was supposed to tell him. Every time he told her this, she would always roll her eyes and laugh.

He would always glare at her and then he wouldn't give her any dinner. Then she would be begging him to give her food, and that she will do as he says. Once she got what she wanted, she would laugh and say, "In your dreams, Old Man. You'll never win." Which was true? He won every time. And as her punishment, she would have to go to the club and wear very revealing clothes. And what made it worse was that it was always on a Sunday. And today was one of those days where her stupidity got her in trouble.

Another problem was that men didn't want a relationship. She on the other hand wanted a relationship. But she didn't want just a relationship where the guy just wanted to be with her because she's pretty, but because he loved her. And what made it hard to have a relationship was that her standards were at a completely different level from an ordinary girl's. She wanted the man to have control over his sexual frustration and able to have a clear mind whenever he is with her, but nowadays she was starting to believe that there was no such guy.

You want to know why? Okay, I'll tell you. It's because of my eyes.

Her eyes have been the efffect of her curse along with her body. Have eye contact with her and men will ejaculate, no matter where they are. The first time she saw that, she walked up to her dad and asked him if he had a napkin. He asked her why and she said that the man pissed himself. Don't get her wrong, she knew about the reproductive system and the organs but it actually did look like the man pissed himself. That was until her dad told her that the man didn't piss himself but released, which was when she started to blush. She remembered that day so clearly in the park surrounded by trees. She still laughed at herself at her stupidity and innocence. But that was only the beginning of her problems. Since then, whenever she would go out with her dad or by herself, the men would always catch her eyes and the same phenomenon would happen. It wasn't until her dad decided to teach her martial arts did Rin start to feel a bit safer. And martial arts did come in handy in the coming years. But even in those years Rin had tried many method of trying to solve the problem. The negative effect was that they were only temporary. She tried covering her body, avoided looking at men, and wearing glasses.

Sadly, none of it worked. The men would still see her eyes, no matter where she looked. And wearing glasses didn't work because the fucking teachers, mainly male teachers, always asked her to take them off, even if she explained to them her situation, they would still ask her to take them off. God, how she hated teachers, one of the most traumatizing experiences happened with a male teacher. Yeah, she did have female teachers and they wouldn't care if she had glasses or not and it didn't matter sometimes because she was in a class full of kids her own age. Usually the female teachers that she had were classes full of people her age. She thanked the gods but it was only temporary relief.

One time, she had a male teacher and he told her to take her glasses off, the next thing that happened, he was on the floor jacking off. Didn't see that teacher the next day, he must have gotten fired.

The boys her age were immune to it but the sad part of it was that the older and the younger weren't. She had a hell of a time trying to explain it to a mother when their kid was with his pants down and jacking off in front of her. The mother then called her a witch and cougar, calling her child molester as she left. Poor kids and mother didn't know what the hell happened to them. She was just happy that it didn't affect women because she would be in hell if she had to change in front of them.

Sadly, women were more outgoing than men, and if it did affect them, then she would have already lost her virginity a couple of times by now.

The only thing that she thanked the gods everyday was that her dad and younger brother are immune to it. She didn't care about anybody else but them and their immunity to her perfection.

She turned around and saw nobody following her. She sighed with relief, and her stomach growled. Rin looked around trying to see if there was a convenient store. A 7/11 stood across from her. Rin looked both ways before she jolted across the street.

A clear breeze hit her as she walked in 7/11. She was starting to wish that she had a sweater or at least her leather jacket. But her dad didn't let her take a jacket, even when she was freezing her ass off. She walked around the store looking for something to buy. Her hand dug into her pocket and took out a 5 dollar bill.

Well at least I can get a decent meal, she thought as she shoved the bill back into her back pocket. Rin pulled shades off her face, knowing that she looked like a total idiot wearing shades at midnight. But she still had it as protection. And now that she was taking them off, it didn't appear like she was smart. She brushed her hand across her face, rubbing the sleepiness out of her eyes. She put them in her pocket, forgetting to put them back on.

Rin went back to the front, overlooking the store.

"Miss, are you sure you're in the right store?" a voice asked behind her. Rin turned and gasped. A long raven haired guy looked at her behind the counter. His muscle black shirt was like a second skin against his nicely defined muscle. His silvery eyes looked at her amused, with a timid smile on his kissable lips. A pair of small white fang poked out of his mouth.

"And why wouldn't I?" Rin asked with a confused expression. The guy nodded his head at her clothes. Rin looked down and a small blush crept up her cheeks.

"I can explain."

"Uhuhhhh." The guy smirked and the blush on Rin's cheeks deepened.

"Why do you care anyways?" Rin exclaimed. He merely shrugged.

"Because I'm curious of why one of you would wander into here."

Rin snarled. "One of you! Do you think that I'm a prostitute? You fucken bastard, if I was a prostitute, wouldn't I be throwing myself at you or someone else here? Don't just fucken assume things when they aren't even true!"

"Wow, wow, lady come down, I'm sorry." Shock crossed his face but it was replaced with a soft smile. "So why are you dressed up like that?"

Rin looked away with her arms crossed around her chest. She avoided looking at him, then her eyes drifted back at him and then to his eyes. "Punishment." She said softly.

"What?"

"Punishment!"

"Wow, I never thought that you would be into that type of stuff." He smirked, laughter shone in his eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"Are you doing this because your boyfriend told you to?"

"What are you talking about, I don't have a boyfriend." Confusion crossed her face.

"Huh, you don't."

"No, what made you think that?"

"You said punishment." He looked at her startled, pointing at her.

"Yeah, as in I got punished by my dad."

"What!"

"Yeah, my dad knows I don't like dressing like this so he made me dress like this."

"But why?"

"What would you rather have, getting dressed up like this," she pointed at herself. "Or get a beating up by a man who knows how to make you feel as if he broke every bone in your body and suffer through 3o days trying recover."

"I think I'll take the beating."

"Then you don't know how bad a beating from a martial artist is."

"Oh but I do, it's even worse for me because I have a half-brother who always wants to beat the crap of me. And he just doesn't do it with his fist but with his sword."

Rin gasped. "What! That asshole! That's so cruel, even my dad's a little hesitant on punishing me using those methods and when he does, he at least lets me defend myself."

"Well you got it easy. I have to deal with a sadist half brother."

"What's his name?"

"Sesshomaru. Why?"

"Let's beat the crap out of him together."

The guy burst out laughing. "You're an interesting wench. I'll take you up on your offer but I have to say that he won't be easy to beat."

"That's good. I like a challenge. My dad's starting to become easy to beat nowadays."

"Keh. Sesshomaru isn't going to go easy on you just because you're a woman."

"That's also good, I want him to fight me with all he's got."

"Are you sure? You don't look like a fighter." He looked over her and saw that her body had enough muscle defines that he knew that she was a fighter. And he regretted saying it as soon as it left his mouth.

Rin just smiled sweetly at him. "Well you'll just have to see."

Rin turned around and saw a bag of Doritos. She grabbed it and placed it on the counter.

"I'll buy this."

"Okay."

"By the way..."

"Mm."

"What's your name?"

"Inuyasha."

"That's a strange name."

"I guess. So what's yours?"

"Rin."

"And you think my name is weird, look at yours." He teased.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I get that a lot."

"That would be $1.09." Rin pulled out her five dollar bill. Inuyasha took it and gave her, her change.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Inuyasha." Rin said, grabbing the bag.

"You too, Rin."

"We should do this often and plot your brother's demise."

Inuyasha laughed and shook his head as she walked out of the store, eating her chips. She smiled and waved and continued to walk back to her house. Her meeting with Inuyasha perked her spirits up. She continued to eat her chips when she noticed that she had made eye contact with him. He did look a little older than her but then again some people look older than what they really are. But she let it go through her head and hope emerged. She dropped the chip she was eating and put her hands up in the air and screamed cheerfully, "I'm cured!"

The streets were cleared when suddenly a man popped out of a store. He looked at her curiously. She caught his eyes and he buckled over, groaning as he unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Before he took it out, she was gone.

"On second thought, maybe not."

AN: Okay folks that's it, my god that was long to write and very long the process to do but hope you liked it and please review.