Original Summary: Bishies live on earth, but they must live carefully as fangirls stalk them to the point of awkward love slaves and even to the point of death! So guys like Dark, Sesshomaru, and Mugen, and others need help as the Society of sexy men chasers(SOSMC) have just resorted to their lowest attempt yet.

Disclaimer: My own plot, don't own any one of the characters in this story. Except for the SOSMC. That came from the lower dimensions of my mind.

WARNING: Major obsessions. Over-doing it crushes. Sci-fi'ish. Sorry, the science involved will probably never happen. Some death to possible favorite characters. Nothing tear-jerkingly descriptive though. Might be in later chapters, will warn before-hand though.

A/N: OMG, do you know how difficult it is to write a Sci-fi that actually makes sense? I keep banging my head against my desk. But, on the lighter side, this story is the one with the most accomplished plot. I am happy.

Chapter three: The girl among the boys

Rain started to patter across the black-painted windows, creating a light drumming sound against it.

"Who was with Inuyasha? Dark?" Asked Satoshi.

"Dark was on his own. He said something about going somewhere." Someone called out.

"He's an idiot. As usual." Satoshi grumbled, before adding, "What about Inuyasha? His Tetsusaiga is a remarkable piece of work."

Everyone looked around at each other, both worried and curious at the same time. Sesshomaru refused to let himself look guilty.

"Sesshomaru?" Satoshi asked him. Everyone looked at him. He could either choose to deny the whole thing, or blame Inuyasha.

"I don't realize why we can't just storm their headquarters and kill the whole lot of them." Gaara interrupted.

"Yeah, Why can't we?" Mugen added, his eyes glinting with violence.

"What are you, stupid?" Tsume barked. "They'll kill you before you even breach the front gate."

"Well old-timer, that doesn't mean we can't try." Mugen said defiantly.

"Just because I have light colored hair, doesn't mean I'm old." Tsume growled.

"I wish I had my sand jutsu..." Gaara mumbled.

"Well, don't we all. This isn't a fairy-tale. Only the select few of us get magic powers." Tasuke yelled, pointing his enchanted(1) fan at Gaara.

"You point that thing at me one more time, it's going to be the last thing you ever do." Gaara threatened, and the two of them had a staring contest, trying to intimidate the other. All of a sudden, for some reason, the whole room turned into some sort of argument. Everyone was yelling at everyone else, for something serious like "You weren't there for me when I was captured the first time. You know how many times I was raped? Hmm?! 14 times!" or something totally stupid like "I don't know who the hell had a crush on you, or even thought you were cute, your frickin' UGLY."

"ENOUGH." Satoshi thundered. Everyone stopped their arguing and glared at him. "You all are getting off-task. We have a serious matter to attend to." He turned his gaze to Sesshomaru. "Since you were the last one to arrive, I suppose you have a story to tell us." He said, waiting for an explanation. Everyone turned their gaze towards him.

Sesshomaru was not someone to be uncomfortable. He was a silent killer, and he liked that. He used to have followers(2), and he liked the attention too. But this... he didn't know why he was feeling guilty. He lifted his left hand to comb through his bangs to make up for lost time.

"Sesshomaru, what's that on your hand?" Momiji asked, as only curious Momiji would. Sesshomaru looked at his hand. The pink goop that had stuck to him earlier he had forgot about. He thought it would have dried by now, but no. It was still shiny and still sticky. He stopped his hand dead from where it was approaching. It would not have gone pleasantly with his hair.

"The SOSMC... A new prototype perhaps?" Sesshomaru queried. Wolfrum walked right up and snatched his wrist, and bent it down towards his height. He looked at it for only ten seconds before looking back up at him.

"If it IS a new prototype, we've got to see him. No matter how harmless it looks, we can't take it for granted." Sesshomaru rolled his eyes.

"It doesn't affect me."

"Well, no matter, we've got to see him." Wolfrum demanded. And they all trumped upstairs like a herd of gazelles, curious to see what this new devilry this was. It started to downpour.

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Professor Oak is the scientist that worked on the gadgets and doohickeys that the Bishonen use to their advantage.

No one knows who the hell thought he was cute, and wanted him badly enough to have him created to breath life, but it happened. But it was a good thing at least. He was hella smart.

Professor Oak needed something to work on that was essential in this life. So he devoted his life to creating items to help the Bishonen, since they couldn't get any superhuman abilities without it. Also, he worked on chemicals, tested them, gave them check-ups(cause someone had to) among other things.

But that didn't stop him from staying true to his anime character. On his free-time, which was actually pretty often even though he was juggling a chemist, doctor, inventor, and other things, he would watch pokemon for hours. He had played Pokemon; Silver, Gold, Emerald, Ruby, Sapphire, Gale of Darkness, Colosseum, Leafgreen, Firered, blue, red, yellow, crystal, and Stadium.

(Goddamn, that was a lot of games.)

And in between those strands of things he was doing, he would spout all this trivia about Pokemon to his victims.

He was annoying. But he was a brainiac, and damn useful whenever they needed it. So they had to live with him.

On the fifth floor, the door poured open, and a flood of people poured in, crowding his desk. Professor Oak kept a strict "no more then 30 people" in his office. He had the whole floor to himself, but he preferred to keep his office clean and NOT a freakin concert. Since his work was important, this floor was an important one. Bishonen quickly filled the quantity limit and spilled out into the stairs and all strained to hear him.

The whole party was lead by Sesshomaru(partially against his will), Wolfrum(Dragging Sesshomaru), Momiji(Cause he felt like tagging along), and Satoshi(He... really wasn't doing anything particularly special, but I just felt like putting a parenthesis here... ya know, keep a pattern going).

"Oak." Wolfrum barked. Professor Oak seemed absorbed in his Pokemon game. "Oak." Wolfrum snapped again. Professor Oak took no notice. "Old man, I'm talking to you."

"I'm not going to answer you if you are going to be so rude." Professor Oak replied, not removing his eyes from the blinking screen. A pokemon battle from the sound of it.

"Alright, Professor Oak. We've got some weird thing here that we need you to take a look at."

"Sure." Professor Oak replied cheerfully, eyes glued to the screen of his Gameboy SP. "Check it out, My Swellow is my greatest pokemon in my team. He's on level--"

"Oak, I couldn't care less. Sesshomaru got this stuff on himself, and we think its dangerous." Wolfrum went straight to the point.

Oak pushed some more buttons to save his game, and turned it off. He put it away, folded his hands and sighed. "I thought you guys weren't THIS naïve. As you know, when a man has feelings for a woman--"

"NO! Not that kind of goop, you sick old man." Satoshi snapped. "THIS kind of goop." He said, snatching Sesshomaru's hand and forcing it in the Professor's face.

"Oh." He peered at it. "Well, that's different. Your not bleeding, are you?"

"Are you suggesting that I have prostate cancer?" Sesshomaru demanded, clearly offended.

"Professor!"

"Sorry, sorry. I had to pull that joke on someone today. Anyway," Professor Oak coughed and looked closely at it before continuing. "So, this is a new invention that the SOSMC managed to cough out, eh? Well, there isn't a thing they can pull that I can't figure out. I DID invent the pokedex."

"Professor, your character invented the Pokedex." Satoshi reminded him.

"It's basically the same." Professor Oak told him, and he took out a metal scalpel and a petri dish to scrape a sample.

"Ah!" Oak jerked his hand away. The metal scalpel clanged to the floor before melting and emitting sparks of electricity in a pool of swirling pink and gray."

"What the hell?" Wolfrum said, shocked.

"Wolfrum! You shouldn't say swears like that." Momiji wagged a finger at him.

"This is more critical then a simple swear, Momiji." Satoshi said, too calm even for him.

"He's right." Oak added. "This stuff eats metal, and painfully too by the looks of it." He leaned over and, this time using a plastic dropper, sucked up some of liquid and put it in the petri dish. "You were lucky this didn't get on your light whip."

Sesshomaru closed his eyes with his hand still outstretched. "Don't remind me."

Professor Oak grabbed his pen and labeled the side of the petri dish. He then grabbed a plastic fork (from lunch) and began to scrape the goop off of Sesshomaru's hand. The substance was still wet somehow, and refused to get off of the fork and onto the petri dish, much less get off Sesshomaru's hand.

"Well, this is certainly different." Professor Oak commented. He turned to Satoshi and the others. "This is definitely going to take a while. I'll call you when I get an analysis."

Momiji popped out his cell phone with a rabbit key chain attached. "Alright! Call me when you get an answer."

"No Momiji." Wolfrum scolded. "Your too irresponsible." He turned to Oak and said, "Call me or Satoshi."

"Gotcha."

"What about me..." Momiji whined.

Professor Oak smiled. "I'll let you know too."

Momiji brightened.

"Alright, everyone out, I'm starting to feel claustrophobic."

"I didn't know you were afraid of Santa Claus..."

"Not that Momiji..."

Everyone filed out of the room, Satoshi, Wolfrum, and Momiji behind them all, making their way back to the first floor. But for some reason, the whole the stairs was clogged right up to the second floor. "What the... keep the line moving!" Wolfrum yelled at them. It still didn't move, so Momiji volunteered to go see what the ruckus was about.

He crawled under people's legs and pushed by them, until he was in the front, and stood shocked and speechless at the sight just like the rest of them.

Someone dressed in black stood at the door entrance. The door was open and rain drenched the door and the entrance hallway. The howling wind flowed the person's knee-length blond hair around in the currents. She too was drenched, and her clothing pressed against her, proving that she was a girl. Her face was emotionless, despite the fact that hundreds of boys were staring at her in shock. Her soft brown eyes were empty and, in fact, had no pupils in them at all.

But the thing that was the most concerning, was the insignia on her right chest. It said; SOSMC.

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Dark's eyes was heavy. He felt weird. And so... heavy. Was that a dripping sound? He shook his head, but still felt sleep and unconsciousness tugging at his eyes.

He tried to wipe his eyes, maybe smack himself a little to wake himself up. He was usually a night owl, but that didn't stop him from getting up early without problem. Why was this so different? He couldn't move. He tried to flex his wings, they couldn't move either. And that dripping was driving him crazy!

'Alright Dark, lets think things through first' He thought. 'What happened last night? I don't remember drinking anything...' Flashes of memories scattered through his brain.

The SOSMC

The capture

Some weird liquid they forced him to drink.

Wait...

'Wait, did they take it?' Dark thoughts shifted. 'I can't tell...' He couldn't reach into his pocket and feel around for it. But when he struggled, he heard chains rattling. "Shit..." He said aloud. He jerked his eyes open all the way, and was immediately pained by his eyes adjusting. The light was bright, but very small, due to a small window above him, behind where he could not see outside. Everything else was dark.

He himself was covered in chains, being held up to a height that he could not touch the ground. His wings were spread out and covered with heavy chains, possibly to prevent him from trying to use them to escape.

He could move his head however, and he used this privilege to scan the room. He couldn't see much, but what he could see was another blob. Looked like a body. And by the size, he couldn't be older then 16.

"Hey." He called out, trying to get his attention. This couldn't be a 'raping room' as they called them. If it was, there would be no way there was another guy in here. It was most likely a holding cell. "Hey." He called out again.

The body shifted. He was alive! "Who is that?" Dark asked.

"This cannot be what fate has sealed for me..." The body mumbled. Dark knew that voice, but he couldn't place it. He made a guess.

"N- Neji? Neji Hyuga?"

The boy turned his face face towards him. He knew it! But... he was one of the Bishonen who migrated to a safer part of town so they could come up with a battle technique to overthrow the SOSMC without getting captured and having their plans stolen from them. What was he doing here? Don't tell me the group got caught.

But before he could ask any questions, a door he had not seen opened up, and a light turned on, spilling a ridiculous amount of light into the room, burning Dark's eyes on fire.

The one who entered was a blonde girl of 18. The same girl who lead the kidnap of Dark. And behind her, was a short, young Bishonen with blonde hair also. He carried himself like he was sleepwalking, but at the same time, followed her willingly, like one of her soldiers would.

Dark couldn't stop staring at him. It was unbelievable.

"Ed?"

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Oho! If possible, TWO major cliffies. Ha ha ha... sorry. Anyway, I just realized, as I was reading my chapter one again, I realized that I didn't explain how it was possible for the fruit basket characters to turn into the zodiac animals. And then I thought, wow, that would make an awesome sequel. And then I thought, wait, am I even GONNA make a sequel? THEN I thought, well, I should make you guys decide. Should I?

Maybe its too early to ask... I'll ask again later. Anyways, because not a lot of people know about the ridiculous amount of animes that I know, or didn't memorize the names, I'm gonna name them. So here they are.

Neji Hyuga, Gaara of the Dessert: Naruto

Momiji: Fruits basket

Dark, Satoshi: DNAngel

Wolfrum: Kyo Kara Maoh

Professor Oak: Pokemon(Sorry, he was a little OC)

Tsume: Wolf's Rain

Tasuke: Fushigi Yuugi

Mugen: Samurai Champloo

Sesshomaru, Inuyasha: Inuyasha(kinda duh)

Sorry if I kinda missed some, (last chapter I missed Satoshi, thanks angge/efay for telling me)

Btw, if you could tell me anyone I could add, I'll try my best and put them into the story. Next chapter'll have people like Kakashi, Roy mustang, and others.

Thanks for the support, and I'll keep writing. Please review, but please be gentle, because my ego isn't exactly average size.

(1) Tasuke in the anime had an enchanted fan that blew fire whenever he waved it at his enemies. It still manages to create fire, but it is not 'enchanted' its just the name that it was given to it, unless someone's got the official name for it.

(2)Used to, meaning they died. I don't wanna get into it. The main thing was that they were human men(not Rin, cause she isn't a bishonen, and Jaken's just so goddamn ugly.), and they died in the crossfire between Fluffy and the SOSMC.