"So who are you? Mind Introducing ya'self first?"

Hanatarou eyed that...person, in front of him.
On first glance it seemed to be Ichigo, but whoever that was, he didn't talk, act and feel like the monk he had traveled with for months.
And the deep brown eyes he knew, had turned to a blazing golden color somehow.
The bare, sheathed sword spoke of some trouble Ichigo had to have run into.
Hanatarou could only think of one thing that happened.
The remaining seals had been removed by someone, but instead of that person getting possessed, Ichigo had been.
The young man still hadn't answered, when he heard the scraping sound of metal.
He had loosened the sword from the sheath, the Habaki* becoming visible to the boys eyes.

"I am the attendant of this body's owner."
He now hurried to answer.
"Attendant, huh?"
He looked Hanatarou up and down, began to grin and let the sword sink back into the sheath and paced toward the young man.
"So he's taken a likin' ta the innocent ones, 'fter all. How did he do it?"
"Do what?"
"Make ya his little pet a'course."
How should he act?
Ignoring him might lead to an agonizing death.
"I am not -"
"Did he push ya on yer knees, and stab his burning rod inta yer lil' virgin ass?"
He asked, grabbing his testicles and laughing obscenely all the while.
"Felt good yeah? Bein' dominated like tha'. Lemme guess. He pulled tha regret act, promised ta leave ya, never assault ya 'gain and ya panicked."
It felt shaming to have ones psyche laid out in front of oneself by some stranger being.
"Hit tha nail, didn't I?"

Suddenly Hanatarou was dragged away by him, far off the streets and pushed down.
"I'll have a taste of ya maself."
Hanatarou tried to scream but it died in his throat, when the blade of the sword suddenly was at it.
"Ya better behave yerself."
He struggled, trying to crawl out under him, but first was he to heavy and second let the blade, wandering to his limbs, him freeze.
"Just so ya know. I know how ta keep my pets from runnin' away."
He removed the sash of the young ones kimono and bound his hands together over his head.
Then he stabbed, the sword into the earth, in his reach, before he ripped off Hanatarous underwear.
Freeing himself of his own clothing after he said almost sad.
"It's a shame I can't enjoy ya in my own flesh. But I lost it thanks to my last pet, 'fter I just owned it."
He then pushed into Hanatarou without any preparations.
Tears streamed down the boys face, he tried to swallow his screams of pain, but that didn't last long.

The screams broke free and the longer the violation lasted the more he began to enjoy it, and soon his screams turned into shameless word of pleasure.
He suddenly was turned around on his stomach and his hips lifted until his back wouldn't bend further and mercilessly rammed deep into his insides.
That new position hit something in him and he was in heaven, his eyes rolling back into his head, his toes curling and the moans growing even louder.
Hanatarou unconsciously began to push back to his rapist, trying to get his rod even further.
"Deeper...ah...Fuck me deeper. Uuhh, god! Houshi-sama. Houshi-sama!"
The boys thighs shook and his stiff erection sprayed his seed over the ground.
He wasn't finished yet, though.
Keeping going, he drew another orgasm from the boy, before he came into him, filling him to the brim with his seed.
Hanatarou dropped unconscious on the spot, while he dressed himself, got the sword and sheathed it, before sleep began to take him over as well.

"Ya found yerself somethin'. Ya fuckin' Bouzu*"
He grumbled before nodding off

Chapter 10
End

*Habaki:
A piece of metal encircling the base of the blade of a Katana. It has the double purpose of locking the Tsuba(guard) in place, and to maintain the weapon in its Saya (scabbard).

*Bouzu:
Buddhist priest; bonze