I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. Only Stan, his servant, and a few unnamed demons are mine.
Chapter One- Attractive Desire
Kuwabara strolled home after an enjoyable afternoon at the arcade. He hummed Megallica song he had partially heard at the arcade as he walked. It was a clear lovely night with the full moon shining down from above, basking the area in slivery light. He decided to cut through an alleyway in order to get home sooner for he suddenly got the creepy feeling of being watched and the street was oddly deserted.
Suddenly, he felt someone slam him up against a brick wall as soon as he entered the alley and he struggled against his attacker and succeeded in kicking him in the leg and breaking free of his attacker's grip. Kuwabara turned and swung his right fist toward his opponent's stomach, but the man recovered quickly from the first attack and avoided the punch. He head butted Kuwabara in the stomach and the tall teen's back hit the wall hard, causing him to gasp and knock the wind out of him. He saw the man put a rag to his nose and mouth, smelled a sweet scent from the rag, and fell unconscious.
He awoke with his head spinning. Uh, my head. What was the stuff? Wait. I think it was uh…chloroform. Yeah, that's it. But who was that guy and why did he attack me?
He struggled to open his eyes and after a few attempts, succeeded. What he saw didn't look too good. He was in a wire-mesh cage the one used for cage matches and he was locked in heavy chains. The room beyond the cage was dim, round, and high with a retractable hole in the roof. Am I gonna be forced to fight a demon in a cage death match? Is that what this is about? If so, why me and not Urameshi? He's got more experienced fighting demons than I do, though I would never admit it out loud.
He spotted some food and water next to him and his stomach grumbled. Since his arms weren't pinned behind him, he was able to grab the food and water and satisfy his hunger and thirst. Well, at least they let me eat before the match, whoever "they" are.
Kuwabara fell back asleep due to a combination of food, boredom, and the lingering effects of the chloroform. The sound of the roof retracting as well as the cage door opening woke him from his sleep.
He sat up as a man entered the cage, the door closing and locking behind him. He looked to be twice Kuwabara's age, yet his hair was completely gray. He loped toward the teen with a grace and elegance that Kuwabara admired while wondering what this man's intention was, for it was becoming clear that there wasn't going to be a fight with a demon.
The man crouched down in front of the bound teen. "Hello, my young friend," he greeted flashing a smile of white and slightly sharp teeth. "May I have your name?"
Kuwabara was surprised by the man's friendliness and thus replied, "Kuwabara."
"Kuwabara," he repeated. "Nice. I am Stan." He leaned forward and gave Kuwabara a passionate and lust filled kiss, causing the teen's eyes to widen in shock and disgust. This guy was gay!
Stan pulled back and Kuwabara gasped in disgust. "Look, man, I'm not into guys and I refuse to be part of your sick desires."
Stan chuckled. "My dear Kuwabara, not only will you be my companion, you will eventually be attracted to me. Very soon." He looked up at the sky that was visible now and then grabbed the lock holding Kuwabara's chains and…simply snapped it off, causing the chains to slide off.
"Your companion?" Kuwabara echoed as he stood up while Stan backed up. "What are you talking about?"
"I've been watching you for weeks and a desire to have you grew inside me until I couldn't fight it anymore. So, I had my servant capture you and bring you here. You see, Kuwabara, I'm a werewolf. I have been for years and I've learned to control the vicious, dangerous nature of the wolf."
Kuwabara's eyes widened. Now, I get it. He plans to turn me into a werewolf and claim me for a mate. I've got to find a way out before that happens. Maybe I can knock him out and open the door with my spirit sword.
He charged toward Stan, but unfortunately the chains were entangled around his feet and he crashed to the ground. He grumbled to himself as he tried to remove the chains while Stan laughed. "Nice try, my boy, nice try. But it's too late."
The sky overhead darkened and Stan growled as his gray hair turned to fur and spread over his body, his clothes melding with the skin and fur. He dropped to his hands and knees as his limbs became legs and paws. A long furry tail grew behind him while his nose and jaws pushed out into a muzzle, his slightly sharp teeth turning into the teeth of a predator. His ears turned pointed and furry before moving upwards as his eyes turned gold. The transformation was complete.
Stan howled, reveling in the strength and power that came from becoming a wolf. If he hadn't learned to control his wolf's nature, he wouldn't remember his name or that he was really human. He would be consumed by the desire to hunt for food, to kill people, and maybe turn people. Well, maybe not turn people; he would be more about killing them. But since he still had his human mind, he knew what he was going to do: He would bite Kuwabara to turn him and once he had transformed, he would pin him down and deliver the mating scratch. Once he's marked, he won't attack me. Instead, he'll be my omega and he'll be my loving mate. He'll be attracted to me like I said he would.
Kuwabara had been entranced by Stan's change and it was the gray wolf's howl that spurred him to work again on removing the chains. He had just finished removing them when Stan wheeled around and sank his teeth into the human's arm. Kuwabara screamed and he gripped his arm once Stan had released. Oh God, he bit me! I'm going to become a wolf!
A burning sensation erupted in his stomach as well as red fur sprouting all over his body. The color of the fur surprised him; he thought it would be gray like his sire. He also acknowledged that he would change one more time before he had a month until the next full moon. He felt his clothes meld with his body as well as his legs and feet conforming into a wolf's legs and paws. He saw his arms and hands forming legs and paws too before he dropped to his front legs as his spine couldn't keep him erect.
He sprouted a bushy red tail and his body's muscles enlarged, giving him a large muscular build. His ears became pointed and furry before moving up while a muzzle of sharp teeth came out and his eyes turned gold. He snarled as his mind turned wolf, filling him with hunger and a desire to kill.
Stan's tail swished happily and with great excitement. Kuwabara was a great specimen of wolf and he knew he would make a good mate. He couldn't help but stand there and admire the red wolf even as Kuwabara whirled around to face him. He snarled at Stan, showing his white teeth.
Stan inwardly smirked as he slowly moved to one side. He had no doubt that he would claim Kuwabara. He still thought as a human while Kuwabara had the mind and instincts of a killer wolf. He knew he was capable of outthinking and outmaneuvering the red wolf.
He was still thinking that and planning out his moves when Kuwabara slammed into him far faster than Stan would have anticipated or thought possible. Kuwabara moved like lightning. Stan skidded across the floor on his side, momentarily stunned and before he could recover, Kuwabara was upon him. He unsheathed his claws and raked them across Stan's neck and then the jugular. Kuwabara then lunged down and ripped the throat away before lapping up the blood and tearing into his kill for the meat.
Once he had eaten his fill, he ran at the door and rammed his shoulder at it. The door shuddered, but held firm. But the red wolf would not be stopped. He continued to ram at the door until he succeeded in knocking it off its hinges. He charged out of the cage and out of the room into a long carpeted hallway.
He lifted his nose and scented fresh air and something else to kill. He followed the scent to a room, where he saw an open window and a trembling figure that he somehow knew was a human. He turned to the human and leaped at it, knocking it down. He wasted no time in clawing at the chest, delighting in the screams of pain he heard. He slashed at the throat, severing the vocal cords and the major arteries. When Kuwabara was satisfied that his prey was dead, he leaped out the window, and ran into the nearby woods where he found a cave to spend the night.