Monster Musume: Drago's Quest

I do not own Monster Musume

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Kimihito goes out one cool night and gets caught in the rain. He runs into a luminal that he had met before. Will she accept his help? Can she get along with him even though Kimihito is a human male? What are the reasons for her actions? (Kimihito, Drago)

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AN: Hello readers. This is a little fluff fic that I decided to write. The main stories I am writing are Familiar Of Zero: Saving Grace, and Kenichi: Not Just Her Disciple

I love the hilarity of Monster Musume, but I got a little curious about Drago's character (in the anime it is Draco, but in the manga it is Drago). Not only do I love dragons, but I felt like there was something more to her character. So I made up a background for her. This story takes place just after the events of the end of the 12 episode anime, but before the parents start showing up like they do in the manga.

**If you don't like this pairing or if you can't handle that Drago might be bi instead of just a lesbian, then don't read this story.**

I am not sure how far I will take this story. I was thinking just a couple chapters. I am mostly just writing this as a quick fic to satisfy my crazy idea, but I may continue it if I get enough feedback for it.

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Chapter 1

A Rainy Night

Kimihito was out late one night. He was wearing a pair of jeans with a t-shirt and a sweatshirt over that.

The weather was rather cool. It had been raining off and on for the past couple of days. The sun hasn't broke through at all for the past couple of days either.

He had just purchased a few items from a nearby store that was open late.

"I probably should have thought this through a little better instead of just going out on a whim for Miia like that. Miia's taste in clothing is nice, but she goes online and buys stuff that isn't really made for a lamia. I should have worn something a little more waterproof."

He scratches his head a moment while he thinks about that statement.

"Oh yeah. I gave Suu my raincoat, but I should have at least brought an umbrella."

A couple drops of rain fall on him.

He looks at the wet marks on his shirt.

"Awwww crap."

He rushes over to a bench under an overhang.

The rain starts pouring down.

"Well, I am lucky and unlucky at the same time. I managed to get under this overhang in time, but I think that I am stuck here for a little bit. I will call home so that the others don't worry."

He pulls out his phone and starts calling home.

He hears someone pick up.

"Hello. Death awaits . . . " Lala, The dullahan, starts to say as the phone gets yanked away from her in mid-sentence.

'Was that Lala?' He thinks.

As he listens a little more closely he hears Miia, his tenant that's a lamia.

"Lala! That is not how you answer the phone!"

He face palms.

"Hello. Thy master of the house is absent, but pray tell how may I help thee?" Says the noble centaur of the house.

"Ah Cerea, It's just me. I kind of got caught in the rain, but I am okay. I am under an overhang. I will try to wait some of this out. Tell the others not to worry."

"Very well milord. Prithee thee be well."

"Thanks Cerea. I will."

He hangs up the phone and puts it away.

He lets out a sigh.

'If I wouldn't have done that, they would all come out looking for me, and most of them shouldn't be coming out. This might be too much water for Suu. Pappi's wings would get soaked and she can't see well at night. This would be a little too cold for Miia's taste. Not to mention there is the fact that they can't be out without me because of the law prohibiting liminals from being out without their host family.'

He leans back into the bench.

'This is actually kind of nice though. I am getting a nice little moment to myself.'

He sits there for a few moments, taking in the soothing sounds from the rain pouring down.

He takes in the fresh scent from the rainfall.

'Even though it is cool, the scent that comes from falling rain is also nice. It's like it is supposed to be the scent of a new beginning. Or so I heard.'

Just after saying that, he notices something down an alley. A Street light is letting out just enough light to let him see that someone was down there.

'It looks like there is someone wearing a brown trench coat down that alley.'

He couldn't see the face because the person has the hood up from the coat. The person also has its arms hugging itself and rubbing its upper arms up and down.

The figure collapses against the wall next to it.

'That's not good.'

He quickly looks at his surroundings.

He takes off his sweatshirt and places it on the bench next to his shopping bag.

Then he rushes out into the rain to help the individual.

He hears the heavy splashing that his feet were making as he ran.

He slows down as he gets near.

"Hey. Are you okay?" he says in his usual friendly tone.

The individual snaps its head in his direction and the quick motion causes the hood to fall.

He instantly recognizes who it is.

"Drago? Is that you?"

He could see her blond hair that was soaked and flat. He also noticed the green scales around the sides of her eyes and her green ears.

'She is soaked to the bone.'

'Great! It's him.' She thinks to herself as she recognizes him from their previous encounters.

"Leave me alone human." She says weakly.

"You're shivering and you are soaked to the bone. Even your coat is soaked. That coat is water resistant, but you have it soaked. How long have you been out here?"

"I said leave me alone." She says to him in a slightly more aggravated tone.

"I can't. I know that you are like Miia and you can't take the cold that well. Let me help you." He says in a slightly aggravated, but concerned tone.

"What did I tell you, you filthy human. I am a dragonewt. I have the blood of . . . ."

He grabs her arm and proceeds to put it over his shoulder.

"I don't care how proud you are. This is not the time for that. This weather is not good for you."

"What the hell are you doing?" She says angrily at him.

'He must have some kind of terrible plan for me, but I am too week to really fight him back. This isn't good.'

"I am taking you over to the bench where I was sitting at. It's under an overhang so it is dry."

"Wait! I am without my host family. If I am caught . . . "

"Just pretend that I am your host. We need to get you out of the rain."

"Ugh. Fine." She says in defeat.

She could feel him supporting most of her weight.

'He seems pretty strong for a guy his size.'

They make their way to the bench and he also becomes soaked in the process.

'Why? Why is he helping me?'

He helps sit her down.

"We need to get your coat off."

"Don't touch me anymore than what you already have."

He backs up and raises his hands in a non-threatening manner.

"I am sorry Drago, but do you WANT to go into hibernation?"

She grits her teeth and grumbles a little bit.

She slowly takes off her trench coat, but watches him wearily.

"Now we have to figure out what we can do about that shirt of yours."

"You aren't seriously expecting me to take it off?"

He starts scratching the back of his head.

"You damn pervert! You are just trying to get me naked and take advantage of me!"

Even though she is week, he could see a fury burning inside of her.

He starts waving his hands defensively.

"No, no, no. Your shirt is soaked too. What if I give you my sweatshirt to put on?"

He points to the dry shirt on the bench.

"Even if that is true, I have my wings you know. There are no holes for them."

He picks up the sweatshirt and looks at it.

"I guess there is no other choice."

She watches him in shock as he makes two rips in the back of it

"I can't believe you just did that."

He looks at her and smiles.

"You need it more than I do right now."

After handing her the shirt, he looks around the area to see if anyone else is walking around at the moment.

"How about I stand in front of you with my back to you so that you can quickly put that on. I don't see anyone around at the moment."

She grits her teeth.

"If you peek, then I will rip you apart."

"I understand."

He stands in front of her with his back to her while she quickly changes. She keeps eyeing him to make sure he doesn't peak. His stance never wavers and his head stays perfectly forward.

The warm, dry sweatshirt gives her some much needed comfort, but she is still cold.

She puts her wet shirt on top of her coat.

"Alright. I am done."

He turns around and sees her with his sweatshirt on.

"Is it okay if I sit next to you?"

She nods.

As he sits down, he could see her still shivering.

"Is there anything else I can do?"

"No." She says rather abruptly.

He touches his chin with one of his hands while he thinks.

'What would Miia do in this situation?'

Then he remembers what Miia is like in the mornings.

While looking over to Drago, he takes a big gulp.

"I have an . . . idea."

"I don't like the sound in your voice when you said that."

"Don't take this the wrong way, and please don't think that I am being a pervert."

She narrows her eyes and glares at him.

"What is it that you are thinking?"

"Sit on my lap and use my body heat."

"That does make you sound like a pervert."

He nods his head in defeat.

"In the mornings Miia likes to coil herself around me and says that I am so warm."

"I see where you are getting at. I don't like it."

"It is the only other thing that I can think of that could help you at the moment."

"Not going to happen."

"Okay. I won't bother you again with it."

For a short while, the only thing that can be heard is the rain because of the awkward silence between them.

"Why did you come help me? Did you even know it was me?"

"I didn't know until your hood came down, and I did it because that is how I am. It doesn't matter if you are human or a liminal. I will help out if I can."

"Hmph. I find that hard to believe. You did this without an ulterior motive?"

He nods.

A breeze sweeps by and sends chills throughout Drago's body.

"Okay. I will make you a deal. I will sit on your lap as long as if you don't try any funny stuff."

"I can handle that if it will help you."

She gets up and then sits on his lap. He keeps his hands at his sides. Her wet pants make his wet in the process but he doesn't say anything about it.

"Can I at least wrap my arms around your waist? It feels kind of weird just having them at my sides like this."

"Don't think that this makes us friends. I am just doing this to keep warm."

"I understand." He says to her.

She gives him a nod to let him wrap his arms around her.

As he wraps his arms around her, she wraps her wings around the both of them like a blanket.

The warmth of his body heat causes her to stop shaking.

'Now I understand why Miia likes to wrap herself around him.'

"I assaulted Miia and tried to hurt you, but you are still helping me. Why?"

He could see her breath in the cold air.

"I am not too fond of the fact that you assaulted her, but I also sensed that there is a story behind your actions and words at that time. So now it is my turn to talk."

"Fine."

"I would really like to know why you assaulted her. This also leads me to also ask you what your real intentions were for Miia. Are you a Lesbian? I was wondering because you said two things. You said that you wanted to make her yours, but you also said that you wanted a friend."

"That is a lot to answer. Are you sure you have time?"

"Well the rain doesn't seem to be going away any time soon."

She sighs.

"Okay. I'll Tell you."

"Thank you."

"First off. I . . . . . am sorry for assaulting Miia like the way I did. I went too far."

"You need to say that to Miia, and I am not sure how receptive she is going to be about that."

"I really am looking for a friend, and Miia is perfect. She and I can understand each other."

"You know, if you wanted a friend, then all you had to do was ask. Assaulting someone to make them your friend is not exactly the best way to make a friend."

Gloom comes over her as she realizes how stupid her actions were.

"I suppose you are right."

"So are you a lesbian?"

"I don't care either way, but lately I've become distasteful of men. So I haven't cared if people call me a lesbian or bisexual."

"I could tell that you had something against men, but I couldn't put a finger as to why. I don't suppose you would be willing to tell me, would you?"

"You sure are making me talk a lot, human."

His eye twitches.

"I'm Kimihito."

"What?"

"That's my name. Please call me by my name."

"Alright. I guess I can do that for you considering how you went out of your way to help me, Kimihito."

"Thank you, and I am sorry I am asking so much from you. I am just trying to understand you."

"I wish my host family would do that."

"But that is part of being a host. Heck that is just part of having any kind of relationship with someone. Whether it is a human or a liminal, understanding who you are with is necessary."

"Hmph, that depends on what your definition of understanding is apparently. I came to the cultural exchange program in hopes of finding someone, whether a friend or a partner. I got set up with a single man. Everything seemed fine at first. He was asking me all kinds of things about dragonewts, but the questions started getting creapy."

"What do you mean?"

"He started asking all kinds of questions about mating and what sexual practices my species partake in."

She latches onto him a little harder as she thinks about how uncomfortable her host was making her feel.

He could hear in her voice how stressful the situation was becoming for her as she tells her story to him.

"Then he started to get very touchy with me and grabbing onto me a lot. He hardly ever wanted to go out, and he hardly acknowledged me when we did go outside. It was as if he was only interested in me sexually, and then didn't want anything to do with me other than that."

Kimihito shakes his head.

"He wasn't even trying to get to know me personally. That is why I started sneaking out without him to find a friend. I wasn't finding any men that seemed any good. They were either racist of only wanted the same thing as my host. And don't even get me started on lizardmen. They are all sickos"

Her breathing starts getting slower.

"Then recently he has become obsessed with my tail and wanting to pull it off ever since he found out that he could."

"Wouldn't it still hurt if it is taken off?" He asks out of curiosity.

She nods and winces at the thought.

"Very."

"I am so sorry that that was happening to you."

"I don't want your pity."

"I am not just pitying you. I really mean it. That is terrible that he was treating you like that. Why didn't you tell Smith?"

"I thought that I just had to endure it because he is my host and I wasn't sure that anyone would really believe me."

"I believe you." He says to her with a serious tone.

She sighs and relaxes into him a little bit.

Her eyes start waving and looking blank.

"I am getting really tired, Kimihito."

He gets a worried look on his face.

'She hasn't really gotten very warm despite all of my efforts.'

"How long have you been out here Drago?"

"Two days."

His eyes widen in shock.

He could tell that she was fighting to stay awake.

"Oh my god! We need to get you out of here."

She doesn't even say a word.

He grabs her shirt and coat with one arm, and slips his other one under her legs.

Fortunately for him the rain starts dying down.

He starts running.

"Where . . . are . . . we . . going?" She weakly asks.

"Well, I don't think that going to the hospital is a good idea. So I am taking you to my place to warm up."

"Please . . . don't . . . hurt . . . me." Are the final words she manages to utter before closing her eyes.

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Kimihito bangs his head on the door to knock on it.

***Bam, bam, bam***

"Is that you, boss?" Asks the blue haired harpy.

"Yes. It's me, Papi. Now quickly open up."

Everyone in his house could hear the urgency in his voice.

As Papi opens the door, they see him holding Drago and he has a very worried look on his face.

"I need everyone's help. Now!"

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A/N: Thank you for reading my new fanfiction. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter.