Rising Sun
Three days, the duration the young hunter spent being bred. Kasai never tired, remaining virile until he could no longer hold at bay the desire to take ownership of the poor human. Deep down, Kasai chose Masato... never once considering that he would ever be set free. How he envisioned hunting for deer and other animals throughout the expanses of the forest only to return with the strength to breed for radical amounts of time. Oh how much he hadn't shown the boy just yet but how much he desired him... desired to leave the boy impaled while he felt the rapid flutter of his heart against his tip.
Kasai instead allowed the boy to rest. He grabbed Yozu's corpse and undressed it, putting the sleeveless garbs on the boy before eating the corpse. He similarly undressed the other three as well, putting together a small wardrobe for the boy as internally he both knew the human needed it and he was amused with the thought of tearing it all off of his body again. With a decidedly filling meal at the pit of his stomach, the dragon stared at the boy. He liked how sweat forced his small form to glisten in the sunlight and he took a clawed finger to what was visible of the boy's chest.
Kasai slowly trailed his finger down the center of his chest and then he opened the shirt the boy was wearing, leaving the toned torso exposed to him. The three claw marks on his chest and abdomen were still fresh and Kasai could smell the scent of dried blood in the air. He grinned tempted to wake his little breeding toy. However, Kasai stood on all fours and walked to the mouth of the cave, basking in the sunlight as he did.
Internally, some kind of debate had taken form. He mused the possibility in his head that the boy was ready for a full force breeding. This tremendous form Kasai assumes hadn't been properly introduced to the boy just yet. The dragon's powerful penile excretion was not used during the act. It had various properties and yet in his haste he merely used it as lubricant.
The dragon spread his wings and flew into the air, his mind swimming with thoughts of which he found far too consuming. It was at that time the boy had begun to stir.
Masato awoke with a persistent ache in his stomach and be wrapped his arms around it as he grunted with agony. He had trouble forcing himself to stand but with some effort he was on his feet. The shirt smelled of death and yet he came to recognize it was not his own, the one he wore was in shreds all around him. He exhaled deeply, his stomach aching unpleasantly with each breath and yet now it felt moreso like he had done a thousand sit ups instead of what he assumed was his gut being torn internally.
He stumbled to the mouth of the cave stepping into the sunlight where he looked into the sky for any signs of Kasai. "He tied with me..." The boy said to himself, "That was no feral act... It meant something. I do not believe he wishes for me to leave."
With one arm against his aching stomach, the other was placed against the stone wall. He had an excellent view of the forest below and he wished to leave and travel it, perhaps find some food but he hesitated to do so. This was a great opportunity to leave and be done with all of this but something didn't feel right. It was way too easy...
"He said so himself, didn't he? No... he said so as if asking me to stay. Though, he left me here alone. It doesn't make any sense." He pondered, thinking everything through before making any decisions. He tugged at the material of his shirt as if to inspect it. "These clothes aren't mine... I figured that out immediately. It would suffice to say he has eaten the others..."
"And yet... he left the cave. He is clearly not doing so because he is hungry. Why leave me here unattended...?" He decided the signs were pointing towards something that wouldn't quite be in his best interests if he truly did leave. He had no choice... He would have to wait for the dragon. However, that turned out to be a chore. Hours seemed to fly by with no sign of the beast. It was all too convenient but... if there was any chance at escape, he needed to take it.
Masato ignored his stomach pains as he traveled down the mountainside. The sun was just over the horizon now. He would need to locate the temple which was located at the edge of the forest. It was a convenience that served him some comfort.
Nightfall had come upon the temple and therein was Kobe, the boy had turned in his garbs for something more casual. Life was to return back to normal now and young Kobe was indeed treated differently. However, the uncertainty surrounding Kasai and Masato bothered him deeply. Everyone knew Kobe as the sole survivor, most expecting Masato to be dead. And yet, Kobe never explained the details... He told them what was necessary and nothing more.
Kasai had sworn not to destroy Japan as long as Masato sacrificed himself. With Masato fulfilling his side of the bargain Kobe was certain that they were all saved. He couldn't fathom the suffering he must have endured and yet it would be dishonorable to try and save him. Kobe sighed and began to head out of the temple, it was time to go home.
"Kobe..." Came a familiar voice. The boy turned until he spotted Masato standing behind him. He noticed the claw marks first and couldn't help but stare at them. "You're leaving?"
"Y-you're alive!" Kobe shouted with surprise, rushing to hug Masato who reacted with a pained grunt. Kobe stepped back, scatching the back of his head. "Sorry... What did he do to you?"
"It doesn't matter. He left the cave and didn't come back... By his word he cannot destroy anything. That is what matters... Personally, I just want to go home." Kobe nodded, he looked Masato over once more before he turned to the temple gate.
"Alright, well, we could walk together until then. Everyone except my father has already left the temple. Why did you come here of all places?" Kobe asked inquisitively.
"To be honest... I didn't know if you got back safely. I was afraid Kasai went back on his word and was busy destroying everything. It all made relative sense when I took it all into consideration. He wanted me to himself which would be accomplished if I had nothing to go back to." With a deep sigh he turned to Kobe, "But he kept his word it seems."
"Then... where is he?"
The waters of a small lake gleamed under the moonlight, so beautiful was the clear water and pure was it's shade of blue. Besde the waters, a thick clawed pair of feet stomped at the ground. The moonlight shining down on an impressive form of glistening ruby red scales. The form was almst human but draconic in it's features.
"I expected this form would be weak and yet I feel more powerful than ever. Those men who made up my early breakfast seem to have provided me with incredible excellence." His tail swayed rhythmically as he admired his incredible muscular detail. It was Kasai standing at nine feet with a new incredible bipedal form. His wings ripped from his back as he took flight back toward his cave.
Masato awoke in his own bed, he had taken the time to shower and even dress himself. His dwellings were quite small and filled with a small wardrobe and a mattress. He lived alone and as such preferred his lonesomeness.
In the days that passed, Masato felt as if he had been within some other time period. However, now he had returned to the present. No more garbs, no more forest... just him and his TV. Ofcourse, now he didn't have the desire to watch anything... His mind was locked on the adventure he had just embarked upon. His body was still aching but not so painfully anymore. He sighed, not convinced it was over yet.
He got out of bed and put on some clothes. It was all prominently black from his T-shirt to his shoes, which also had traces of red throughout, and he wore all of this with content. He entered the bathroom, lifting up his shirt to get a lock at the scatches. They had healed somewhat, leaving light scarring in their place.
He took a hooded jacket and slipped it on, not bothering to zip it shut. It was a pleasant day outside but yet somewhat cool. The breeze catching his jacket as he walked about. It felt good to return to the city and to be in a familiar place. He kept off the streets, navigating through alleyways and open lots. He pleasantly strolled onward until his ring tone alerted him.
"It's Mr. Hisakawa... What does he want...?" He begrudgingly answered the call with a dull,"Hello..."
"You're alive! Excellent! Kobe told me you returned last night." He began, "Kasai was slain, right?"
"Kasai Isn't dead Mr. Hisakawa... He and I made a deal."
"A deal? Kobe said you sacrificed yourself. We assumed you were dead." The man admitted solemnly, "The others were killed but you ensured Kobe left alive. I am grateful."
"I didn't do it for you..." He said bluntly, "Hell, I didn't do it for anyone else but him. He's the real hero."
"You would have let us all die? Somehow I doubt that. Look, I know you blame us for what happened to you as a kid but I truly respect you."
"Don't call me anymore unless you need me."
"I will soon. You are the last of them, you and Kobe, the other hunters will need to know what you have learned. Until then, take care."
Meanwhile, Kasai had returned to his cave. He sniffed the air finding the boy's scent absent. The dragon in his new form was caught in a rage, upset he would have to wait to use his new strength. "How disappointing... No matter. I shall track him down and breed him where he stands." The dragon closed his eyes and focused on the scent that so aroused him. It was distinct to his senses, a unmistakable odor he craved.
His wings ripped from his back and with great power he was thrust into the air.
The night sky had drawn over Tokyo and Masato returned to his apartment. He pressed his forehead against the glass while he stared into his eyes. There was a knock at the door and at first he was intent upon ignoring it but the knocking continued nonetheless. "Damn it..." He sighed. He went toopen the door and to his surprise no one was there. "Haha... Very funny..." He shut the door with a groan. "Idiots..."
"Excuse me?" A voice said as he found himself walking right into someone else. "I believe it is rude not to answer your door."
"Kasai? How did you-?"
"Shhhh..." The dragon taunted, cupping Masato's chin. "Like the new look? When I eat certain beings I can change my form to resemble them. Albeit, the transformation is always draconian in nature." He turned the boy around and held him to his chest, sniffing his neck. "You left me all alone, boy. Why?"
Something large began to force between his legs as the dragon forced him close. He humped him, the thick shaft rising up the boy's torso. The dragon had three fingers and toes. He raked the boy's chest and grinned with a devious expression. He knew exactly how this was going to play out.