Chapter 7 - The Red Dragon
"Kyo! Kyo!" the Princess shouted up at the huge dragon.  She had no idea if he could even hear her.  Finally, the huge snout swung to face her.  Golden eyes stared down at her.  He snorted and smoke came out of his nostrils.  "Kyo, please change to your human form so that I can talk to you."

The Dragon snorted again, this time enveloping the Princess in smoke, which caused Bakura and Kurama to rush to her side.  Bakura began to put up a barrier, but Aara placed her hand on his arm, stopping him.  

"No, he will not harm me."
Kyo looked at the Princess for long minutes, and then opened a mouth filled with needle sharp teeth and exhaled.  Smoke poured from his mouth and enveloped him.  Slowly the smoke dissipated, and the Dragon was gone.  In its place stood Kyo, the human Kyo, but his eyes were bright red pinpoints of light.  Aara could feel his urgency, an all-consuming need.  It was nothing like when her males went into heat; this was different, somehow even more compelling.
Aara moved to the Dragon-made-man and lightly touched his arm, "Kyo, why are you here?  I can feel your need.  What is it?"

Kyo was looking at the tower again and it was a struggle to turn away.  "I need... I need..." his voice was a hoarse whisper.

"What do you need?  Kyo, we want to help you."

"I need to mate with the she-Dragon inside." he moaned.  

Unconsciously, the Princess looked down and saw the proof of his need; outlined by the cloth of his white trousers was a very swollen erection.  "Oh, no!  Kyo..."

He moaned again and moved restlessly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.  Aara tried to think of something to say, but was tongue-tied.  What do you say to a dragon, to anyone, in this kind of need?
Suddenly, the girl in question herself burst from the tower and ran to them.  Her hair caught the rays of the sun and became liquid gold.  Her eyes were misty with unshed tears.

"I am not a dragon!!!" she cried.  "I am a girl!  I am human!"

Kyo moved towards her, but Bakura and Kurama grabbed him before he could get close.  He gave an enraged snarl and broke away from them.  Jae gave a cry of alarm, burst into tears, and ran back into the tower.  

Kyo watched her leave, despair written all over his face, and then crashed to his knees.  "I don't want this!" he moaned.

Aara knelt next to him and put her arms around his shoulders.  He looked at her, his red eyes still filled with need and desire, and begged, "Please help me."

"Kyo, I want to, but I don't know what to do."  The miserable Dragon buried his head in her arms with a whimper and Aara cradled him as a mother would a hurt child.  She could feel the heat of his body pouring out of him in waves.  "Kyo," she whispered.

"More will come," he muttered.

"More?  More what?"

Kyo lifted up his head to stare at her with those strange eyes, "I love your daughter.  I love Vara, but I left her bed to come here.  I couldn't stop myself.  And this will happen to all the males.  They will be drawn to the she-Dragon."

"But only you and Bya are awake."

"Not for long.  The male Great Dragons will awaken to her mating scent.  And when they come, we will fight until there is only one left standing.  And he will mate with her.  If you or Bya or anyone stands in his way, he will kill them."

Aara turned ashen at his words.  This would be a disaster for Otherworld!  The battles would scorch the lands and destroy villages, crops, and people.  "Can this be stopped?"

"Only when the she-Dragon is fertilized.  Until then she gives off the mating scent."

Bya had come outside just in time to hear Kyo's words.  Jae was his daughter -- his beautiful daughter -- and he did not want her impregnated by one of the Dragons. To him she was only a little girl! But he did not have the power to stop them. He was the youngest of all the Great Dragons. What Bya feared more than anything was that one of the older dragons would awake. Rhu, the Black Dragon that Jodah controlled, was one of the oldest and he would have killed Kyo if it had not been for Keiki's sacrifice. In a battle for a female, an older, more experienced dragon like Rhu could devastate the younger dragons. There were tales of mating fights where three or four young dragons were killed before a dragon could claim his victory and his prize.  

As if in answer to their worst fears, a scream sounded high above.  Kyo jumped up and roared a reply, changing rapidly to his dragon form.  Without hesitation, driven by the need inside of him, he took the sky to meet the newcomer.

"Shun!" he screamed as he approached the Green Dragon.  Shun was only a little older than he was and had once been his best friend.  Kyo flared out his wings as he got closer, showing off his size and strength.  Shun landed on the high peaks and took a fighting stance.  All thoughts of friendship were lost to the compelling desire of the two Great Dragons to mate.

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