Hanzo was awakened by a sharp, painful kick that sent him sprawling across the cold stone floor. "Get up dog, it is time you learned how to obey!" yelled a harsh voice belonging to Kotaro.
He had the worst night of his life, sleeping on nothing but a thin reed mat with a blanket that was ripped up and covered in dried blood while the weapons he needed were just out of reach on the walls. Slowly gaining consciousness, he crawled up onto his feet. Kotaro forcefully pushed the groggy Hanzo onto all fours and put a spiked collar around his neck that was attached to a metal chain.
Resisting Kotaro's pull, he tried his hardest in stopping him by holding onto whatever he could, leaving scrape marks across the floor. "You can't escape, you never will, give up!" barked Kotaro. Hanzo eventually wore himself out and was dragged into yet another room like last time, knowing he would not escape soon.
Hanzo tried to show no emotion, knowing that his mask that once hid his face had been ripped off of his mouth, aware that any sign of weakness in his face would make his torture worse. Kotaro brought him into a new room. It had pictures made completely from blood of previous captives; they were all demon faces that were so detailed, that Hanzo swore he could see them watching him.
In the middle of the room was a table with restraints that hung loosely off the sides, the once brown wood that it had was now a dark red from multiple blood stains. Strange devices were scattered around the room, on tables, walls, shelves and sometimes the furniture itself was a weapon such as a chair covered in nails.
Kotaro pinned Hanzo onto a wall and strapped his arms with rope that was attached between two wooden poles that went from the floor to the ceiling. Snorting at the writhing figure, he walked closer to Hanzo. "What a shame, Ieyasu's little Hattori all tied up, he didn't expect that did he?" said the cruel Kotaro. Hanzo spat on Kotaro's face and received a punch that knocked his hood off. Kotaro saw Hanzo's hair spill out and cover one of his eyes and smirked as blood trickled from his nose.
Waving a finger at his captive, Kotaro glared at him. "All dogs must learn to obey, or else they are beaten, now tell me Hattori, will you obey me, or will I have to force you to?" said Kotaro, wiping the spit from his cheek. Hanzo didn't answer, he could feel Kotaro's pale eyes burning into his skull. He grabbed the tied up ninja by the neck and pulled him to his eye level. "Silent little mutt aren't you? I will just have to remind you how to use your tongue".
Kotaro forcefully pulled Hanzo to his face and their lips met, his sharp teeth clashing against the other's. He pushed his hot tongue into Hanzo's mouth and moved it around agressively. Hanzo pulled away in complete shock and yelled at him almost breathless. "What the hell Kotaro!" The demon just laughed at him and licked his lips. "Got your words back have you? Now answer me!"
Hanzo didn't say a word for he hated Kotaro's guts and would never surrender to him, not even on his life considering he had just kissed him. How could he explain this to Ieyasu when he got back? If he does get back that is. "You think you can hide from me, don't you?" Kotaro started walking around his prey. "I'll let you know, that unless you submit to me Hattori, you will be my pet and I will kill your beloved Ieyasu right in front of your eyes" snickering at Hanzo as he tensed up even more than he was before.
"I swear on my life that I will never be your slave, demon!" spat Hanzo. Kotaro kicked him hard in the chest, causing him to get a deep cut from the pointed metal claws on his feet. Hanzo gasped out in pain and instantly regretted it once he saw Kotaro grinning and starting to approach him.
Kotaro pulled Hanzo's armor off, revealing a muscular body with a couple of scars including the gash he had left behind. He poked the spot where he had cut him, watching Hanzo's face twist in pain. "Need fixing do we hmm? Too bad you will have to get my respect mutt, which I doubt you can get after the show you just gave me".
Hanzo was in too much pain to argue anymore, plus, he didn't want Ieyasu to be killed because of this. He reluctantly answered Kotaro while staring at his wound which now was flowing with blood. "Fine, I will obey you, Kotaro" he said with a cold tone. Kotaro reached out and stroked Hanzo's cheek with a pointed claw, nicking it slightly. "There's a good dog" With that, Kotaro untied him and dragged him back to his small cell. "Rest well little Hattori" was the last thing Hanzo heard before falling asleep in an almost unconcious state from complete tiredness.
Later on that day, Hanzo woke up with a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he noticed that he was now wearing his armor that had taken from him earlier. Pulling the armor off, he saw a bandage covering the cut he had received earlier. Had Kotaro actually cared, or did he just do it so he could pester him more?
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