Me - Hey guys, so sorry it took so long. I've just been making this machine here to destroy everything in Japan except the copyright & trademark documents to Inuyasha…

(Children of hitmen 1, 2,3 & 4…with baseball bats) YOU DIDN'T WRITE THIS STORY FOR FOREVER AND OUR DADDIES DIED BECAUSE YOU!

Me – WHAT!!!

1,2,3, & 4 – THEY LOST THEIR JOBS BECAUSE NO ONE NEEDED TO GUARD THE DOCUMENTS ANYMORE BECAUSE YOU WENT AWAY AND THE WORLD SLIPPED INTO AN ECONOMIC MELTDOWN ALSO KNOWN AS A RECESSION!!! YOU'RE DEAD!!!

Me – o_O

I don't own Inuyasha, are you happy R. Takahashi?

I once said long ago that I do not mind flames, but I didn't think that they are nice. This is the ONLY chapter that I will EVER say this, but you may flame me. Yes, I want the flames. Bring on the heat! But be clear that it's only because I left you hanging on a cliff for 3 years… yeah, I totally deserve this. But do give me feedback on how well I write this chapter! Yes….do…gimme…precious…

Symbols 'blah blah blah' --- Someone's thoughts

~blah blah blah~ --- The author speaking into designated character's head

Chapter 2 – The Stalker

~Hung-over, tattered and alone, Hobo sat. Where was he? How should he know? He was drunk the night before and now he's-~

"SHUT UP YOU STUPID AUTHOR, I CAN THINK MY OWN THOUGHTS FOR MYSELF!"

~Really? I thought you to be inco-~

"SHUT UP!"

~Hey Hojo~

"WHAT?"

~Nobody likes you. Hahaha!~

"SHUT UP!"

~I would know, I am the author…~

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!"

It was then that Homo looked up, he was at a beach, very close to a harbour. There were many people looking at him strangely.

'Why are they looking at me? What do they want? Wha-'

He didn't know where he was, he didn't know how he got there, and he couldn't remember the last 5 minutes of his life. All he knew was that he had been screaming the words shut up insanely, and very loudly, on a beach. And he noticed that his whole audience was composed of women… very pretty women…

"MINE!" Hocreep screamed at the top of his lungs as he dashed towards his nearest victim wearing a white top and green skirt looking just like-

CRACK!!!

"HEY SCUM! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO MY GIRL, EH?"
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"

"YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE OUR GIRLS, EH?

"What the **** is that psycho doing near my girl?"

8 guys walked up to Hoar, where he lay on the sand, his nose bleeding from when he took the elbow to the face.

'Oh my god! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!' Hodead thought as he was flanked by 8, bodybuilder machines.

"WHO DO YOU THINK WE ARE!!!" One of the women said, quite loudly, although not directly to Hochickengowrap. As a matter of fact, not at all to Hochickengowrap. She and ALL of the girls looking quite pissed at the fact that they were being…defended?

At least that's what it seemed like, because after that, homemoryless wouldn't remember a thing about being owned by 8, screeching, kicking, punching, clawing women.

(A/N)Well, it's quite late, and that's all the time I have for. However, I will post more chapters. And eventually (to keep up with the same retarded ff numbering system) I'll post double chapters. Normally I like to keep my chapters above 1000 words, however this one will be the exception. Expect the double chapter to be coming up soon.