Q-Bert turned around and tried to go back through the door he had emerged from, but Inu Yasha was too fast for him.

"What do you want with these girls?" he snarled and grabbed onto the collar of Q-Bert's shirt.

"N-nothing!" Q-Bert stuttered.

"He doesn't want anything with US, silly!" Naoko said. "WE want to CATCH him!" she beamed at Inu Yasha.

".........oh," Inu Yasha said and handed Q-Bert to Sakura.

"Where are you taking me?!?" Q-Bert demanded.

"To the Bishie Preserve, of course!" Sakura answered. "Where you will be safe and sound and adored my multitudes of fan girls!"

"That doesn't sound so bad," Q-Bert said. "I don't think I would mind that."

"Well, I guess I'll be leaving you now," Inu Yasha said. "seeing that I helped you catch this bishie of yours and all."

Naoko snorted. "No you aren't. You are our hunter until we retire. That's the rules."

Inu Yasha glared at her. "What rules??" he demanded.

"These." Naoko showed him her tracking device and a document labeled 'Rules for Bishie Hunters'.

"That's crap!" Inu Yasha said. "I'm leaving anyways!"

"NOOO you don't!" Naoko grabbed one of his ears and pulled him back. "You're going to stay with us!"

"Who's going to make me?" Inu Yasha snarled.

Naoko pulled out a studded dog collar and put it around his neck. "Me." she said simply. She let go of him and he started to run away. Suddenly, a large buzzing noise was heard, Inu Yasha started shaking, and he fell to the ground; his hair smoking slightly.

"Electric dog collar," Naoko said to the stunned Sakura and Q-Bert.

"She's... insane!" Q-Bert exclaimed.

"No, she's my partner. And a darn good one too," Sakura said approvingly.

Q-Bert stared at the two girls. "What I am I going to do???" he thought.

"Now, when we get back to the Preserve you will go through rigorous training teaching you how to make girls faint, string them along, and be pretty. We also have barber shops for cutting hair and we have many, many clothing stores to make you look darn sexy," Naoko explained.

"This is going to be lots and lots of fun," Sakura said happily as she attached a retractable leash to Q-Bert's neck. "The only question is: how do we get back to the preserve?"

Naoko stared at her for a minute. She had a point. Neither of them knew how to get back. This could cause large problems.

"I can set up a teleport for you," the tracking device said happily.

"I knew you would be worth something!" Naoko cried happily, hugging the device.

"I am honored that I am worth something to you!" the device sang. "Now, all you must do is find a mailbox."

"Again? Does it have to be a mailbox?" Sakura asked.

"Yes, that is the only legal transportation of Bishie Captors." The device answered.

The group wandered around until they found a mailbox, but it was an express mailbox, so none of them could fit inside it. So went continued their journey. They soon came upon a very large mailbox.

"I think this is for the fan mail for the Preserve," Sakura commented.

"You are correct!" the tracking device sang out. "Now please step up to the mailbox and put your hands in the slot."

All four on them did so. Inu Yasha was reluctant but did so anyway because he did NOT want to be shocked again. There was a loud buzzing noise and the group was back in the control center.

"YAY! We made it!" Sakura and Naoko cried happily, square-dancing around their bishie.

Bill met them at the entryway to the teleporting room. He gaped at them. "You... you... you CAUGHT Inu Yasha?!?"

Inu Yasha glowered at him.

"Yep!" Sakura said. "AND we found an unregistered one too!"

Bill's mouth fell open. He seemed flabbergasted. (A/N: Tee hee! funny word!) "Could they be..." a light shined on Bill and some dramatic music played. "The CHOSEN ones?"

"Chosen ones? Bah! What crap is that?" Naoko said and gave a little tug on Inu Yasha's sleeve, for reassurance.

"They say that two young women would be the rescuers of bishies around the world, and even the universe!"

The other four stared at him. "Like I said," Naoko stated, "A load of crap. Now, would you be so kind as to lead us to where we can train our bishies?"

The light turned normal again and the music faded. "Fine," Bill said. He led them along the hallway to a door labeled "Bishies and their Captors only. Oh, Caretakers can come in too. And, while were at it, why not the fan girls? Heck, EVERYONE can come in!"

"This is where the bishies will be staying. Trackers too. You can come and collect them when you are hunting again. And, since you two have captured your first, well, two bishies, you are allowed to live in the preserve until you retire."

"Wow! so, we don't have to pay for rent?" Sakura asked.

"That IS the general idea," Bill said.

"YAY!!!!!" Sakura squealed with glee.

"Anyway, inside this room, you can take your bishie through training and everything else." Bill said.

They entered the room and no one was there.

"Very... peaceful," Naoko commented.

In one corner there seemed to be a forest growing; Inu Yasha took off over there. In another corner there seemed to be a desert, for those bishies that live where there is a lot of sand. In another corner, there was a little coffee shop called "The Little Coffee Shoppe," and in the last corner there were bunk beds. In the middle of the room a large swimming pool was being filled with water.

"The pool is for swimming and bathing for the bishies that live here," Bill explained.

"Ok... but, where do WE stay?" Naoko asked.

It was a very good question if you think about it. There hadn't been any Bishie Captors in such a long time, that the room they received hadn't been used since it was re-decorated.

"Ahh... the captors room," Bill said in a mystical voice.

"Cut the mysterious crap and show us our room. I'm beat!" Sakura cried.

"Fine, fine." Bill grumbled.

They were taken to the second level. There was a door labeled "The Captor's room". Bill opened the door for them and showed them in.

"Nice to meet you," Naoko said, shook Bill's hand and slipped a 20 dollar bill into his hand.

". IM NOT A FOOTMAN!" Bill yelled.

Naoko sweatdropped. "Sorry," she said.

The Captor's Room was a large suite, with a sitting room, 2 bedrooms, each with a walk in closet, a HUGE bathroom, and a "gaming" room.

"Wow..." Q-Bert said. "This is nice!"

"What are you doing here?" Sakura asked him.

"You never let me go," Q-Bert answered.

Sakura sweatdropped. "Sorry," she said and took off the leash.

"I'll take him to the preserve," Bill said and led Q-Bert off. "You two will start training your Bishies tomorrow.

"Wow... this life is pretty good," Sakura said.

"Yeah, but you bet your bippy that there will be some sort of a catch to it, like a very-much shortened life span or something like that."

"Yeah...." Sakura wandered off in the direction of the bathroom. Naoko headed towards the game room.

Sakura washed her face, after all, they had done a lot of running that day. It was worth it though, they caught their bishie tracker, and caught an unregistered bishie, so far, the job was going well. Then it hit her. She never asked when they would receive their paychecks.

"Naoko!" she called.

"What?" Naoko called back.

"Do you know when we are going to get our paychecks?" Sakura asked.

The noise from the game room stopped. Naoko came rushing into the bathroom where Sakura was.

"No, I don't. Let's go ask Bill, there are something things I want to buy," Naoko said and dragged Sakura out of the room. "Oi! Bill!" she hollered thought the entire preserve.

"What is it now?" Bill asked, trying to keep his usual happy tone, but it had a hint of annoyance in it.

"We were just wondering when we would get our paychecks," Sakura said very nicely.

"Paychecks? You don't get paychecks. You are paid with the satisfaction of saving bishies all over the world. What IS a paycheck anyway?" Bill asked.

Sakura and Naoko were ready to pass out. They weren't getting any money for this.

"OH! Do you mean those slips of paper that have numbers all over them that you can cash and buy things with?" Bill said laughing hysterically. "Got you!"

Naoko was about to attack him but Sakura held her back. She was mad too that he had tricked them, but she didn't want to hurt him.

"You should have seen your faces!! Priceless!" Bill said through gasps of air. He was rolling on the floor from his own laughter.

That was it. Sakura's self-control broke and both she and Naoko attacked.

Bill gasped. "MOMMY!" he wailed and ran into the opposite direction.

Naoko and Sakura chased him, then gave up when they discovered they were hungry.

"Let's go find something to eat," Sakura said.

"Good idea," Naoko returned. They hunted out Bill and made him show them where the buffet was. Since they were the only ones eating in the cafeteria, they decided to join their newly caught bishies in a small meal.

"HI, INU YASHA!" Naoko bellowed as soon as they had opened the door to the preserve.

Inu Yasha, who had been examining the pool suspiciously, jumped and looked up. "Hi?" he said and watched the two girls go to find Q-Bert.

"Q-Bert! O Q-Bert!!" Sakura called, looking through the cupboards at the Little Coffee Shoppe.

"If you're looking for Q-Bert, he is trying to escape," Inu Yasha said.

Suddenly, the door to the preserve burst open. "HI! My name is Kagome! And I heard that you had the cutest bishie here," the girl named Kagome said. "OOh! Inu Yasha!" she squealed as soon as she saw him. She ran to him and glomped him, throwing Inu Yasha off balance. They both fell into the pool.

"Peh! My bathing water is contaminated now!" Inu Yasha exclaimed as soon as he surfaced.

"OOH! You're so cute!" Kagome squealed.