Thanks for taking the time out to read this story. I think its awesome because its my first crossover, cause some of you would know me as the Inuyasha fic writer girl. I tried my best, and I thank you for reading it.

Warning: (like last chapter) Kinda sci-fi'ish, over-doin' it crushes, and a little ooc.

Disclaimer: I do not own-- oh god, don't make me say all those names. -recieves glares from lawyers- Alright, alright. I don't own Inuyasha, Kyo Kara Maoh, Fruits Basket, DNAngel, Wolfs Rain, Naruto, Fushigi Yugi, Chobits, Samurai Champloo, Full metal Alchemist or Ranma 1/2. Ha! In your face! -laughs at Lawyers-

Chapter two: Hiding

Somewhere in a mall on the other side of the city, two silver haired men were attempting to fight two battles. One with each other, the other, with the same club, the SOSMC.

One of them had hair that went way down past his back, and a large fluff that he swung over his shoulder. He wore a white kimono that was not patterned with red splashes like in the anime he came from. He wore simple white clothing. His nails and teeth were sharp and pointed. On two of his fingers on his right hand were these thin metal devices that were so small and fitted so perfectly, they were almost a part of his body. And he handled with skill. When he flicked them into position, a light beam twisted from his nails, and being fueled and guided by the oxygen in the air, created a light whip that flew out for several feet, and served as a great weapon when anything crossed its path.

The Bishonen with him had silver hair that was not as long as the first one, the carnation of Sesshomaru. This one, Inuyasha, also had long claws and fangs. His creators had mutated him so that soft cartilage erected from his skull and were covered in furry silver hair, creating dog-ears. Taking the DNA from a wolf, he, along with his brother, were given super smell, hearing, eyesight and powerful strength. He wore a red kimono, similar to the one his original character wore. His hair was tangled and matted, compared to his brother, who's hair was greatly cared for.

In his sheath was a regular sword, so he does not have the almighty Tetsusaiga like in the series. But science managed to give him some form of defense. His sword was cold, hard steel, mixed with aluminum alloy and the blunt side of the sword was coated in diamond, the hardest substance in the world. And there was a code/switch of some sort on the sword that only the creator and Inuyasha himself of course, know of, that when he activates it, it begins to glow and can cause an explosion similar to the Wind Scar. It's smaller, and not as effective, but it was as far as science can go. How do you create something that is almost magic?

Sesshomaru drew back to strike. A flash of yellow erupted from his fingertips and he whirled it around his head at high speed. He himself owned no sword. Like in the anime, he wouldn't have liked the sword they were going to give him anyway. Like in the anime, he was highly disciplined and strong. Like in the anime, he was merciless and cruel.

He flicked his weapon, and when he whipped around him, the female SOSMC soldiers were slashed in various places depending where he hit them. The head, the heart, the leg. About 10 went down, 5 injured.

A Spanish girl sucked in her breath and gripped her leg, its flesh painfully torn and bleeding profusely. Sweat was collecting over her forehead. She wiped it away with her other hand, gasping in pain with tears threatening to break loose. She wiped them away angrily, and pushed a button on her wrist-band with her chin as if she didn't trust removing her other hand to push it that way.

She breathed in deeply again to regain her composure and spoke into it. "Th- this is captain Maria of group one-one-four-six." She cringed in pain. "We need reinforcements, Sesshomaru isn't going down."

"What is your position?" A female voice replied from the communicator.

"We're..." Maria looked up weakly. Cruel unforgiving eyes snarled back at her. "We're..."

"Captain, what is your position?" The voice asked again.

"C..." Maria stuttered.

"Repeat officer. What is your position? Capt--" There was a crushing sound, then all anyone back at headquarters heard was static. "Captain, captain!" The girl at the desk who was talking to her cut the formalities. "Maria, Maria! Girl, don't do this to me. Please be alive." She rapidly tapped the keys on her keyboard to a computer screen and the ID of Maria came up, with her vital signs. There weren't any.

She whipped off her headset and buried her face in her hands. A fellow secretary walked by and patted her shoulder.

"Maria wanted to go out in action. Don't beat yourself up..." She soothed. The girl just started crying.

"Dammit, she knew Sesshomaru was tough..."

"Exactly why she took the assignment. It's alright..."

- - - - - - - - - - - -

Sesshomaru just stood there, menacingly glaring. Why one of the girls -a blonde one at that- had done that to one of their own he will never know. But what he did know that she had gotten rid of the leader. The leader who was going to call for back up and lower their chances of escaping with what pride they had left. That he had to thank her for.

Half of the SOSMC girls there were injured or dead. The ones who weren't injured were trying to soothe the injured or dying. They were all staring at them, their faces mixed with emotion.

Inuyasha smirked and raised his sword to rest on his shoulders. His left ear twitched. A low frequency sound erupted from somewhere on his left. The puppy-dog dropped his sword and got to his knees, pressing his palms to his poor ears, trying to muffle the terrible sound. Even Sesshomaru himself was straining with the sound.

As soon as Inuyasha was down, one girl, who had most likely caused this sound, threw a black ball, the size of a marble at the two of them. Sesshomaru, his face scrunched up in irritation, flicked his arm at the girl who moved. Her hand split from her body, and ropes of cuts appeared all over her uniform, a sound of metal shattering and blood splurted out of her body. The girl gagged at this, then dropped. The sound lifted.

Sesshomaru breathed easier, the sound still ringing in his ears. But he was careless to have forgotten the marble. It bounced towards him and then rolled Inuyasha. There was an explosion of black smoke, and Sesshomaru tried to leap away, but was caught by a gust of wind, whose force kicked him further forward. He didn't want to show weakness to those fanatics in front of him and only allowed himself to grunt as the pressure threw him to the side.

He caught himself against the tiles of the mall, flipped right-side up, straightened, panting slightly.

He looked at his arm hoping there was no poison or injuries or anything. He looked closer at himself. The backside of his left hand was covered in this bright pink goop. He flicked his hand, annoyed. But it wasn't coming off. He brushed his other hand over it. Strings of the sticky substance attached itself to Sesshomaru's palm, kinda like mozzarella cheese. He made a face of disgust then looked at his brother, who had faced most of the attack.

Inuyasha was absolutely covered in it. His head and hands were visible, but everything else was drowned by a mountain of goop that overwhelmed him and was spreading to the floor next to him with a disgusting squelching noise.

He groaned in pain. He saw his sword in front of him, dropped from the earlier attack. Wouldn't he love to have it right now and kill everyone here. He didn't want to get raped by hundreds of girls again. It was terrible the first time, the second time, the third time, and it won't be pleasant the next time. It was worse then a love slave. It was more degrading being a guy.

He was losing consciousness, but he could make out his bastard brother, just standing there. He couldn't see his face, if he did, he would have seen the... I can't say concern really in Sesshomaru's eyes.

Sesshomaru didn't want to advance to help the half-breed in front of him. True he was worried, whatever little it was, but whatever this goop was, it couldn't be good. Sesshomaru had to leave before the girls got smart and pounced on him too. Inuyasha could get out himself. Sesshomaru himself had gotten captured himself several times, and god, that was not pleasant. But he also had gotten himself out of it. And as worthless as he thought his brother was, he could escape them.

Sesshomaru turned, and jumped. He jumped to the second floor of the mall, leaped to the wall, and pushed himself up and out of the building from the hole that had been created when the SOSMC girls entered, and from the following fight.

- - - -

SOSMC girls rushed in from the sides, digging out Inuyasha that had fallen unconscious. Sesshomaru had escaped, but they had the next best thing. They had his brother. (AN/ This reminds me of a very weird pick-up joke.)

"This is soldier one-six-seven-four of team one-one-four-six. We have the Bishonen "Inuyasha" in custody." The girl giving the report had a bleeding lip and a gash over her calf. The capture was better then what she suffered. She could barely conceal her excitement. She swallowed back a squeal before continuing. "Please bring the truck."

"Very good soldier." The communicator spoke back. "How many are left."

The girl quickly counted heads. Her happiness dropped considerably afterwards. "Fi- fifteen out of thirty-five."

"Would you wish to bear a child under him?" She smiled a bit.

"That would be nice..." The girl whispered.

"Repeat."

"Oh, uh... Yes. That would be an honor, ma' am."

"Please fill out the proper paperwork and send it in... For first dibs!" The people back at headquarters were loosing their formalities. "Ahem. I mean, please fill out the paperwork." It said quickly, before screaming out apparently to the others back there, "THEY GOT INUYASHA!" Followed by screams of "Oh yeah!" and "OH MY GOD!" and sounds of spazzing out. The girl chuckled and shut it off, cutting off the fanatic spazzing-out screaming.

A truck rolled in through the what used to be entrance, its thick, hard rubber tires rolling over shards of broken glass, metal, and puddles of blood.

A group of three girls took their sweet time getting him on the back of the truck, wasting his unconscious state just to get a feel of him.

"Pick it up!" A red-head around the age of seventeen barked. "Or we'll never have him."

The girls awed, then placed him daintily on the back of the truck, where the red-head shut the door. A siren sounded on top of the truck, and it sped off, leaving the rest of the girls to clean up the mess they had created. Several of them picked up bodies-- or, as the case may be-- parts of bodies.

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Sesshomaru leaped from rooftop to rooftop, determined not to be seen, even if he wasn't the object of chase at the moment. One person to see him, be it a girl or boy, he would be chased again. Guys were taught to be like dogs to the girls, because of the massacre that happened 10 years ago. The girls in this day and age are ruthless, and will stop at nothing this time. And men are weak. There were the select few, but those had the courage beaten out of them. They were afraid, even though they didn't show it. They would love to kick the asses of girls. They were cruel to the male gender, even though technically, men were stronger. It should have been the other way around. But no. Now they are segregated. The girls demanded answers. And they extracted them in the cruelest ways. And that was just half of the reason.

Men would sell anything they own for money, its just at what price that they were willing to bargain. According to the old natives, men were destroyers, took anything they wanted, no matter who they had to step on or crush. Whereas woman were like water, cool and healing. Yeah right. Now? Please.

No one could be trusted now. The human species was just too damn stubborn on what they wanted; good or bad.

Sesshomaru stopped and, looking around to see if anyone was watching. Using his keen eyesight and hearing, he carefully scanned his surrounding, listening for any abnormal noise whatsoever. Then he simply walked right into an abandoned apartment building; 5 stories high.

But what he didn't know that he WAS being watched. It was a girl, and her expression was almost robot-like, her face was so emotionless. She wore the SOSMC uniform. She closed her eyes before sinking back into the shadows of the alleyway she watched from.

- - - - -

Sesshomaru walked into a room full of men. They were all Bishonen. There were several of them on the floor, but they were messing around. Gaara was arguing with Mugen, who looked like it was about to get violent. Kyo and Yuki were sitting on the table, both in a wife-beater and boxers, and looking quite flustered, being interrogated by Satoshi Hiwatari.

As soon as Sesshomaru entered, everyone looked up and everything was quiet, as if they expected one of two things, a; that they were found out, or b; that someone had bad news. Sesshomaru didn't really have that bad news to report, so he was a bit concerned. It felt like everyone was holding their breath as he stood in the back of the room. Everyone waited for someone to talk. It's been three days. Something was up.

"They got Dark." Gwendal stated.

"What?" Almost half the room shouted.

"QUIET!" He shouted. The room was silent once again. Mugen rolled his eyes.

"As you know," Gwendal started again, "Dark was the one of the only ones who managed to get a hold of the unnatural." They nodded in agreement. In their minds, they were thinking about Ed and his alchemy. "The rest of us had to depend on technology." They nodded again.

"And that means... that the SOSMC might be able to get a hold of his power." Gwendal finished.

The whole floor was an uproar.

There was an abrupt shouting upstairs and everyone looked up. Thundering roared downstairs as Momiji and Toboe ran down the stairs, yelling about something.

"This is no place for tag!" Wolfrum shouted.

"This isn't games! Look!" Momiji shouted and turned on the TV.

This is the NBSA taking you live to the site, where two Bishonen had been captured in a only a few hours.

The woman on the TV pointed her mike to an officer of the SOSMC. "So, what are your updates about this?"

The girl cleared her throat before answering. "Well, we have managed to capture both Inuyasha and Dark, and they should be available for child-bearing in Chicago within three days.

The film switched to another SOSMC leader. "Dark has some advancements that could enable us to be able to catch Bishonen more quickly, easily, and longer."

"You heard it here, both the Hanyou Inuyasha and the Dark angel, Dark is in custody and will be available in Chicago, Illinois in a few days. If you want the pleasure of having either of them, you must fill out the required paperwork--"

Kyo had hurled a soda can at the TV, nearly cracking it. Shigure walked up and turned off the TV.

The room was quiet for a long time.

I am SO sorry for my non-updating thing. I had this fight thing with my friends and parents that was all complicated and it just was the number one priority.

Maybe some of you are wondering about what happened to Ed from Full metal Alchemist? It should come clear in the next chapter.

Anyway, please be patient for the next chapter. Here's a guide for the people I used in the story if you don't know who the heck I'm talking about.

Kyo, Yuki, Momiji, Shigure: Fruits Basket
Toboe: Wolfs Rain
Jin, Mugen: Samurai Champloo
Inuyasha, Sesshomaru: Inuyasha
Gaara: Naruto
Gwendal, Wolfrum: Kyo Kara Maoh
Dark, Daisuke: DNAngel

I think that's it... if I missed any, tell me I guess. Sorry this A/N is so damn long. Merry Christmas everybody.

As always,

Alena Rio