I recently watched a video on a young man renting a girlfriend in Tokyo, Japan, and at the end I wondered what if... if you have no idea what I'm talking about and would like to watch the video, the account is Asian Boss. But from that video I wondered what if and so I'm here.

Summary: Did you know you can rent a girlfriend in Japan? "Wait, what... it's that easy?"

Rated: T

Author: cruddy-feelings

Chapter 1: This Site Exists

"I'm not doing it." A young man said firmly as he looked at his so-called best friend. So-called because his friend just asked him to do something entirely out of character.

Enter: Inuyasha - 18 year old half-demon with a permanent scowl on his face. Okay, not permanent, but it was almost part of his identity with how often you see it on his face. His demon half came from his father and his human half came from his mother.

While his overall look may seem human, if humans have long silver hair and amber colored eyes, the two triangular ears on top of his head told a different story. Things weren't easy growing up as a hanyou, but he did his best and he was content with his life... well, he was until this moment.

"Inuyasha, please! You're my only chance!" His best friend, Miroku, said as he pled at his friend with his hands clasped in prayer form. "I've been banned from the site and have no other way to find her."

Enter: Miroku - 18 year old full human man. His family is made up of monks, although he chose not to follow that career path. Instead, he spends his day being the loving pervert that he is. And if that's not enough, he's also the best friend of a very temperamental hanyou. Enough said.

"Even if I do this, what makes you think she likes you?" Inuyasha asked with his arms crossed in front of him. He's never seen Miroku go through these lengths in order to find one girl before.

"I've had THREE dates with her. She showed up each time! What else could it mean?"

"You pay her company for these dates, Miroku. I don't think she has much of a choice."

"I just need you to get on this site, invite her out for me, and then I'll be there to greet her! It's a full proof plan!"

"You have no idea how creepy you sound right now."

"Do this for me and I'll buy you ramen for a year!" If there was one thing Miroku knew better than women it's the fact that his best friend had a not-so-normal love for ramen. And while he knew how much his friend could actually inhale, this girl is absolutely worth it. He can feel it in his bones.

"Her name's Sango. No last name. She has gorgeous long brown hair and dark brown eyes. Usually wears a magenta color eyeshadow to bring out her beauty. Her body, Inuyasha, is a perfect 10. She's my dream woman in walking form!" Miroku said as his face morphed into a weird happy smile.

Inuyasha stared at his friend and wondered when the hell did he learn the color magenta but his ears perked up when he just realized what his best friend said.

A year of ramen.

A year of different flavor ramen.

A year of different flavor ramen that he didn't have to spend his own money on.

Inuyasha smiled.

"... what do I have to do?" he asked already imagining his stockpile growing before his very eyes.

"Make an account on the website, input my preferences to zone in on her profile, and then book her for a date!" Miroku said with a smile knowing that his friend had just agreed to the deal.

"Wait, what... it's that easy?" Inuyasha asked. He's been on dates before, but this was off a website. I mean, these were real dates made through effort. Why on Earth would you forgo all that effort and pay a company instead?

"Yes! Pay by the hour, Inuyasha. She works hard for the money."

"How much have you spent on this girl..."

"Let's move on."

And that's how Inuyasha found himself later in the night scrolling through this website looking for the girl that Miroku described except besides the magenta eyeshadow there really wasn't much to go on.

"She has... eyeshadow on at least," Inuyasha mused as he passed by one profile of an okay looking woman who he doesn't believe to be Sango, although maybe if he can't find her then he'll want to alert the other woman so Miroku won't be lonely.

Maybe he can write a request to the girl prior to her meeting with Miroku and insist she wears magenta eyeshadow.

... That could work, right?

With a quick groan and a stretch of his arms, Inuyasha began scrolling through the countless profiles on the website before stopping at one that just happened to catch his eye.

Kagome.

Her last name was not given, but that didn't stop Inuyasha from quickly analyzing her photo. She has wavy black hair and deep brown eyes that were shining bright as she smiled for this photo. While there wasn't a lot of information to go by on her profile, it was safe to say that she was his age.

Wait. Shining? Since when did he use such a word to describe women.

No.

No.

This wasn't happening.

He was on here for only one reason and that was to find Sango. He did not need to be on here to find a girl for himself. Nope. Keep it moving, Inuyasha he thought as he continued through the pages of women, but unfortunately he just could not find her.

Either Miroku made her up this entire time or she deleted her profile off the site in order to prevent his best friend from ever reaching out again which would mean he scared her so bad that she'd rather not make money.

Damnit, Miroku.

Grabbing his phone next to him, he simply typed Can't find her, must have deleted her profile because of you.

His reply was instant.

Are you even trying to find her for me, Inuyasha?

He chuckled at his friend's response. Like he would even lie about all of this for free ramen.

You got another plan? Inuyasha responded back.

You really can't find her? He could feel the disappointment from his friend's text.

No, sorry Miroku. And he was serious. He's seen Miroku excited for girls before, but not like this and it hurt to be the one to tell him.

Well, thanks anyway man. I'll get you one ramen for your effort.

And that was that. His friend might be disappointed now, but he's sure to spring back soon right?

You would think that he'd be happy to go to bed after this. I mean, sure, he broke his friend's heart but he didn't have to be on this website anymore. He didn't have to scroll through the mass amount of women who are open and available for a quick date. Seriously, why is he still on this site?

Oh yeah.

Because he was already set on a woman.

He shuffled through the numerous pages of women looking for her and pretty much when he was about to call it quits because he's crazy for even doing this.. he found her. Kagome. And before he knew what he was doing, he chose the first Saturday available, inputted his credit card number, and clicked request.

Oh god, what have I done? He wondered. He didn't even check what her hourly rate was before requesting the date. What if she's $100 an hour? Should he adjust the time requested? Should he cancel?

Before he could come up with a solution, he heard a ping on his phone and saw the words, "Date with Kagome confirmed for Saturday, August 29th at 11:00am."

With a groan, he sunk further into his sheets and called it a night.

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