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Loves Me Knot

This is a fic I wrote for @witcher-bows-and-arrows... and then totally forgot to post for two weeks. So Happy Belated Valentine's Day, everyone! This is set in the same AU as Knot On My Watch and Sorry Knot Sorry.

Prompt: Mate

Rating: E

Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier

Warnings: omegaverse, explicit sexual content

Word count: 5K

Summary: It’s been half a year since Jaskier last saw Geralt at the fateful banquet in Cintra—after which Jaskier made the mistake of asking Geralt to be his mate and Geralt ran away. So he’s taken off guard when Geralt bursts into his office in Oxenfurt and tells Jaskier that they need to mate right away to help him catch a katakan targeting omegas.

You can read it below or find it on AO3!

***

“This isn’t a bad composition, per say,” Jaskier tells the fidgety young man sitting across the desk from him, trying to keep his voice as gentle as he can. “It’s just very close to the last assignment you did for this class.”

“But you gave me top marks on that one, professor!” Piotr says, overwrought as only a first year getting his first less-than-stellar grade can be.

Jaskier sighs and reaches across the desk to pat the lad reassuringly on the hand. Teaching at Oxenfurt year-round, rather than just for the winter term, seemed like a good idea months ago. He thought it would give him time to rest, as well as providing him and Geralt with a bit of a much-needed break from each other after the disaster in Cintra. But he doesn’t have to deal with tearful first years on Path.

“Yes, I did,” he says. “Because it was a lovely song the first time you submitted it. But this was your final assignment of the term and it just isn’t—”

The door of Jaskier’s office bursts open, ricocheting off the wall. Piotr lets out a shriek of surprise, then shrieks again when Geralt comes striding in. Geralt looks distinctly worse for wear, Jaskier notices, his armor worn and his face pinched in that way it gets when he hasn’t been getting enough rest. He looks like he’s lost weight and Jaskier tamps down on that old urge to protect and provide, because Geralt made it pretty damn clear that wasn’t what he wanted from him.

“Professor!” Piotr squeals, holding up his composition like he thinks it will shield him from a witcher.

“Calm down, Piotr.” Jaskier rises to his feet, opening his mouth to ask Geralt what the fuck he’s doing here after all this time.

Geralt beats him to it. “Jaskier, I need you to mate with me.”

Piotr squeaks. Jaskier wonders if the fish pie he had for lunch was bad and is making him hallucinate. It wouldn’t be the first time.

“Excuse me?” he finally asks when he finds his voice.

Geralt’s golden eyes have a slightly wild look to them. “I need you to mate with me,” he says again.

Jaskier stares at him for a long moment, then turns to Piotr. “Piotr, office hours are done for the day. Why don’t we chat tomorrow after class?”

Wide-eyed, Piotr rises to his feet, looking between Geralt and Jaskier. “Er, congratulations?”

“Good day, Piotr,” Jaskier says firmly, already anticipating the wild rumors that are sure to have spread by the end of the day. He watches as Piotr edges by Geralt, then says, “Hello, Geralt.”

Geralt steps inside, letting the door close behind him. “Will you do it?”

“I’m doing well, thank you.” Jaskier crosses his arms over his chest, scowling at his lover. Or his former lover? He’s not sure, to be honest. It’s not like Geralt officially ended their love affair, but he did tell Jaskier that he would never be his mate before leaving him alone in Cintra. “Classes have been going well and I forgot how beautiful Oxenfurt is in the spring. I would ask how you’re doing, but given that you look like shit, I already know the answer to that. When’s the last time you slept?”

“Ten days ago,” Geralt says. “There’s a katakan that’s been killing newly mated omegas. The only way to catch it is to make myself bait.”

Jaskier closes his eyes and lets out a long breath. Of course Geralt doesn’t want to mate with him because he loves him or wants to spend the rest of his life with him. Of course it’s just because of witcher business. “Come on, I’m not having this conversation while you look half dead on your feet, nor where any of my students or colleagues could walk by. Let’s go back to my lodgings.”

***

Geralt can’t stop watching Jaskier as the bard moves around the kitchen of his Oxenfurt townhouse, preparing a tray of crackers, salted meat, and cheese, even though Geralt has told him multiple times that he’s fine. Geralt has wiped himself down with the soap and basin of water Jaskier brought him and changed out of his armor. He should feel relaxed, but the knot of tension hasn’t left his shoulders.

Jaskier looks just like he did when they parted ways in Cintra six months ago. He smells the same, moves the same, talks the same. But there’s a distance there that wasn’t there before. He holds himself a little differently, like he’s bracing himself. Geralt doesn’t like it, even though he knows that there’s no one to blame for the distance but himself.

Walking away from Jaskier in Cintra before the foolish alpha bound himself for life to Geralt out of obligation seemed like the right thing to do at the time. But now here Geralt is, asking Jaskier to bind himself for life anyway, because Geralt will always want more than he should when it comes to Jaskier.

“Here you go.” Jaskier puts the plate down in front of Geralt, as well as a mug of ale. “Eat.”

Geralt doesn’t actually remember the last time he ate something that wasn’t jerky or hardtack, so he takes a piece of cheese with a grateful nod. “Thank you.”

Jaskier watches him eat for a moment, arms crossed tightly over his chest. He smells unhappy and Geralt hates it. “Why are you here, Geralt?”

Geralt finds he can’t look at him. “There’s a katakan in Denesle that’s killed a half dozen omegas, all within days of them being mated. I remember Vesemir telling me about something like this a few years back. If it’s the same katakan he told me about, she’s been popping up every two or three years for decades. She’ll spend a month or so killing every newly mated omega she can find, then she’ll vanish and pop up on the other side of the Continent years later. I need to find her and kill her before she disappears again.”

“And so you want to make yourself bait?”

“Too dangerous to use anyone else as bait.”

“Oh, of course.” Jaskier’s voice is heavy with sarcasm. “Your heat isn’t for months, Geralt.”

“Got a potion in Novigrad to induce heats.”

Jaskier’s lips pinch like he’s tasting something sour. “What happened to ‘witchers don’t take mates? Witchers spend their lives alone?’” He pitches his voice lower, like he always does when he’s imitating Geralt.

Geralt is hit with the sudden, vivid memory of Jaskier standing outside of the Cintran palace, looking up at Geralt with an uncertain smile.

“You don’t have to walk away from this,” Jaskier said at the time. “Look, it’s about time you made an honest alpha out of me. We can mate. We can be a family, us and your child of surprise. Hell, we can settle down in Cintra so she can still see Calanthe, Duny, and Pavetta. They have a university here, even if it’s no Oxenfurt. We can have a house with a garden and a stable for Roach. We can have a life together, Geralt, away from the Path.”

And Geralt told him no and rode away, because he wouldn’t stick Jaskier with his mistakes. Jaskier, who was always so careful not to knot any of his lovers except Geralt and who drank a tea to make himself less likely to father a child. Jaskier, who didn’t want to be a father any more than Geralt did. Jaskier, who had given up his whole life to walk the Path with Geralt. Geralt hadn’t intended to ask more of him, not until the katakan forced his hand.

“I wouldn’t ask this of you,” Geralt says stiffly. “But people are dying and more will die if I don’t stop this thing. Her last victim was killed on his wedding night. His new wife stepped outside to use the outhouse and came back to find her husband dead in their bed.”

He closes his eyes against the memory of the young alpha’s anguished face. He knows she’ll carry the guilt of not having been able to protect her omega for the rest of her life, even if there’s nothing she could have done.

“Geralt,” Jaskier says, like he’s picking each word carefully. “Mating is for life.”

“I know. Like I said, I wouldn’t ask you to do this if it wasn’t the only thing I could think of.”

“You found the idea of becoming my mate so repellant six months ago that you left me alone in Cintra. Do you know how angry Calanthe was about the whole Law of Surprise thing? I had to talk my way out of ending up in the stocks. I’m pretty sure the only reason I didn’t was because Pavetta talked her mother out of it.”

“Fuck.” Geralt’s gaze flicks anxiously over Jaskier, but he doesn’t see any signs of injury.

Jaskier smiles tightly. “I’m fine, but I’m under orders to never return to Cintra and to tell you to do the same. I don’t think the Lioness of Cintra will be spreading the word about my triumphant performance at the wedding, I’m afraid to say.”

“I’m sorry.” Geralt knows it’s inadequate, but he doesn’t know what else he can say to make this right. He should never have come to Jaskier about this, he realizes. He has no right to ask his bard for something this big. Abruptly, he stands up. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come here. I’ll find someone else.”

“Someone else?” Jaskier stares at him with the same incredulity as when Geralt appeared in his office. “Someone else to mate?”

Geralt nods. It won’t be easy to find an alpha willing to mate a witcher omega, but maybe he can find an alpha in Denesle willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of more omegas’ lives. It’s not like he’ll make the poor fucker endure his company after the mating.

“No.” A growl enters Jaskier’s voice and Geralt goes still, some latent instinct snapping to attention. “You’re not just going to go out and offer your neck to the first knothead that comes along.”

Geralt swallows, mouth suddenly dry. “I told you, I need to mate someone if I’m going to lure the katakan out.”

“Then I’ll fucking do it.”

“But—”

“You say people are dying.” Jaskier sets his jaw stubbornly, in a way that reminds Geralt of the first time that the bard told him that he was coming with him and Geralt could try to leave him behind as many times as he wanted, but Jaskier would always catch up to him. “And if the choices are innocent omegas being slaughtered in their wedding beds, you finding some random alpha to mate you, or me giving you a mating bite, then it’s no choice at all.”

“I’m sorry,” Geralt tells him.

Jaskier smiles tightly. “When do we leave for Denesle?”

***

Jaskier knows that Geralt hates being knotted in unfamiliar places. They’ve split his heats between the heat rooms at the Temple of Melitele and the lovely omega spas in Toussaint since that first unexpected heat in the middle of Velen. He can see the tension in his omega as Geralt paces around the room at the inn, already reeking of pre-heat. It’s a perfectly fine room, probably one of the nicer ones where they’ve stayed during their travels, with a comfy mattress, plenty of bedding for a nest, and a sturdy lock on the door.

“I don’t know why you’re fussing,” Jaskier finally tells Geralt, because the pacing is setting his nerves on edge. “The whole point is us not being safe here, right?”

Geralt turns to frown at him, looking a little hurt. “I want you safe. As soon as we’re mated, I’ll go take a walk and hope the katakan smells me.”

“Fucking and running, Geralt?” Jaskier asks with a levity he doesn’t feel. “You cad.”

That only makes Geralt’s frown deepen. “I told you—”

“I know, you wouldn’t be doing this if you had a choice.” Jaskier turns away so he doesn’t have to look at Geralt’s face. “You have made that abundantly clear, my dear. You don’t have to worry about me getting any romantic notions.”

“Why are you doing this then?”

“Because you need my help and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you,” Jaskier says. “We’ve known each other for over a decade, Geralt. Haven’t you figured that out by now?”

Geralt is quiet for a moment before he says, “Of course I know that.” He doesn’t say it like he thinks it’s a good thing.

“Then why do you keep not letting me?” Jaskier whirls on him.

Geralt looks away, jaw tight. “We should get started. This potion works fast. My heat will be over within the hour.”

It says a lot about Jaskier’s emotional state that he didn’t notice the sweet scent of Geralt’s pre-heat growing deeper and muskier, nor the flush to his skin or the sweat starting to dampen his brow. His cock, luckily, has taken notice; it’s already half-hard in his breeches. He supposes for this to work, only his knot has to be in the mood for what comes next.

“Alright,” he says, trying to sound at least a little enthusiastic, and closes the distance between them. Without preamble, he takes Geralt’s face in his hands and kisses him. Geralt stiffens, like he wasn’t expecting to be kissed, before relaxing into the touch. His skin is hot to the touch. This, at least, is familiar. Jaskier tries to focus on the warmth of Geralt’s skin against his, the scent of his growing heat, the taste of his mouth. He tries to let his mind go blank.

And then Geralt pulls back. “Stop.” His voice rings with the note of tension it normally only carries when he’s spotted a danger in the woods.

Jaskier jerks away as if he’s been slapped, blinking in confusion. “What’s wrong?” He looks around, half-expecting to find the katakan lurking in the corner, but there’s nowhere for a giant bat to lurk in the tiny room.

Geralt shakes his head, taking another step back. “I can’t do this to you. I’m sorry. I never should have come to you.”

“Do what to me?”

“I’ll find another way to get the katakan.” Geralt is still moving backwards, like Jaskier is a beast who may lunge. “There has to be a better way.”

Jaskier lets out a laugh that sounds hysterical to his own ears. “Is the idea of being my mate so repulsive that you’d rather let people die?”

Geralt mutters something that Jaskier doesn’t quite catch.

“What was that?” Jaskier advances on him, because he worries that if he’s not standing between Geralt and the door, the witcher will slip off into the night, never to be seen again.

“I can’t sacrifice your well-being,” Geralt grits out. “I won’t. You matter too much.”

Jaskier opens his mouth, a furious reply on the tip of his tongue, before Geralt’s words catch up to him. “What do you mean, my well-being?”

Geralt looks at him like he can’t believe how obtuse Jaskier is being. “In Cintra, you were ready to tie yourself to me for life because I’d made a dumbass mistake. I couldn’t let you give up your life for me.”

Jaskier stares at him. “Geralt, do you think I only asked you to be my mate because of the child of surprise?”

“Didn’t you?”

“No!” Jaskier throws up his hands in exasperation. “I asked you to be my mate because I’ve been in love with you since I was eighteen years old and there’s no one I’d rather spend the rest of my life with.”

“You said you wanted to settle down,” Geralt says. “I know you. You love life on the road. You really want to spend the rest of your life in Cintra?”

“Well, that ship has sailed, as if either of us ever return to Cintra, our lives are forfeit,” Jaskier says. “But yes, if it meant you having a relationship with your child of surprise, I was willing to settle down. But we can be mates without having a cottage somewhere. I’ll be your mate anywhere on the Continent. Why would you think I wouldn’t?”

“Because you never brought it up before Cintra.”

“Because I didn’t think you’d say yes before Cintra.” Jaskier closes his eyes. “I was going to ask anyway. I’d been working up my nerve to ask for the better part of a year. But I was afraid that if I asked, you would panic and run away. I should have listened to my instincts, huh?”

A too-warm hand cups his cheek. “Mating bites are forever, Jask. There’s no spell or potion that can undo that kind of bond.”

“Melitele tits, really? I had no clue.” Jaskier doesn’t have the energy to summon up some proper sarcasm.

“You’ll be stuck with me. Forever.” Geralt sounds pained. “You’re still young. If you ever want a proper omega—”

“Love, you’ve ruined me for all other omegas. I don’t know if I’d know what to do with a proper one.” Thinking of being mated to one of the painfully proper omegas his family has tried to foist on him, Jaskier shudders. He can’t see one of them manhandling him into place to take what they want from him or rolling him over to fuck him as soon as his knot goes down.

Geralt makes a pained noise and Jaskier opens his eyes to look into those honey gold eyes.

“Geralt, I meant every word of what I said in Cintra,” Jaskier says. “I want to be with you. Mated or not, settled down somewhere or on the Path. There’s no one else for me. I don’t think there ever will be. I want us to be a family. And maybe someday, your child of surprise will be part of that family.”

Geralt grimaces and Jaskier surmises that’s a conversation for another time.

“I don’t think of you as something I’m going to be saddled with,” Jaskier continues, lips quirking. “If anything, it’s the other way around. Think of all the songs I’m going to have to write about you if we mate. They will be horrifically sentimental, so I hope you’re prepared for that.”

Finally, the tension in Geralt’s face softens in a smile. “Wouldn’t expect anything less.”

Jaskier leans his forehead against Geralt’s. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it.”

“Hm.” Geralt breathes in deeply. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone in Cintra. I just—”

“Panicked?”

“Hm.”

Jaskier swallows back the thickness in his throat. “I could have picked a better time to bring it up. Emotions were already running high.”

“You are a bard,” Geralt says tiredly.

“You’re right. Can’t help but be dramatic, can I?”

Instead of answering, Geralt pulls him close. “Are you sure you want this?”

“I’ve never wanted anything more.”

“Then mate me, Jask.” Geralt’s gaze is piercing, his eyes seeming to bore right into Jaskier’s.

Jaskier smiles at him. “Okay.”

***

This time, when Geralt kisses Jaskier, it’s the easiest thing in the world, as familiar as if the past year never happened. Jaskier smells so godsdamned good, like the subtle, floral cologne he favors, mixed with arousal and the musky scent of alpha that has slick coating Geralt’s thighs and his prick throbbing in his smalls. Geralt pushes him backwards until Jaskier falls back into their nest with a surprised laugh against his lips.

“Darling,” Jaskier says as Geralt crawls on top of him and kisses his way down his neck. “I think I’m supposed to be the one ravishing you. You’re the one in heat.”

Geralt growls and nips at the soft spot under Jaskier’s ear, eliciting a shudder from the alpha. He doesn’t care about who’s supposed to ravish who; he just wants Jaskeir naked and writhing with pleasure under him. He slides his hand under Jaskier’s doublet, fingers trailing over smooth, warm skin.

“Tear it,” Jaskier rasps.

Geralt arches an eyebrow. “You sure?” After the first time he popped a button off one of Jaskier’s doublets during foreplay, he learned to take care with his bard’s clothing.

“This cut is out of fashion anyway.” Jaskier’s eyes are dark with desire. “Tear it.”

Geralt doesn’t need to be told a third time; he crushes the buttery soft silk in his hands and wrenches, tearing the doublet and shirt underneath apart to expose Jaskier’s hairy chest. He takes one nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the peak, reveling in the way Jaskier’s body arches under him. Just to be a bastard, he grinds his his hips down against the length of Jaskier’s erection.

Jaskier lets out a delicious whimper. “Geralt,” he hisses. “If you want me to make it inside you before I pop a knot—”

Geralt growls at the thought of not getting Jaskier’s knot tonight.

“That’s what I thought.” With a breathless laugh, Jaskier tugs at the waistband of Geralt’s pants. “Off.”

Geralt takes as little care getting his own clothes and Jaskier’s breeches off as he did with the doublet. When they’re both naked, skin pressed against skin, he presses a long, languid kiss to his bard’s mouth. He’d like to take his time here and reacquaint himself with every inch of Jaskier’s body, but there’s only so much time before his witcher mutagens burn through the potion and this false heat ends. So he pulls away from Jaskier’s lips and lines his hips up with Jaskier’s.

Jaskier lets out a noise that’s half-gasp, half-groan as Geralt sinks down on his cock without any effort; it feels like his body has been waiting for this for a year. Jaskier feels perfect inside of him and under him. His hands roam over Geralt’s body like he can’t get enough of him, like he’s as eager to reacquaint himself with Geralt’s body as Geralt is to touch every inch of him. As Geralt begins to roll his hips, Jaskier surges up to capture one of Geralt’s nipples in his mouth, his mouth hot and slick. Geralt throws his head back and rolls his hips harder, driving Jaskier’s cock deeper into him.

“Fuck,” Jaskier whispers against Geralt’s chest. “You feel perfect, Geralt. And oh gods, you smell so good.”

Before Geralt can formulate a response, that perfect mouth sucks his nipple back into his mouth and all attempts at intelligent conversation are lost. When one of Jaskier’s hands wrap around Geralt’s aching cock, jerking him in time to the thrust of their hips, it only takes a few strokes for Geralt to come. Jaskier moans against his chest, the thrust of his hips growing erratic. Geralt feels the slight stretch of Jaskier’s knot starting to fill.

Jaskier’s eyes meet Geralt’s and there’s a question there.

“Do it,” Geralt says hoarsely.

Jaskier doesn’t need to be told twice. His thighs shudder with his orgasm, knot swelling inside Geralt, as he buries his teeth in the scent gland, right in the place where Geralt’s neck meets his shoulder. Pleasure-pain explodes inside Geralt as a second orgasm hits him like a wall. It’s too soon, even for an omega in heat, overwhelming in its intensity. Jaskier peppers the bite mark with kisses, laving his tongue over the crescent of teeth marks.

“Oh, love,” he whispers. “Oh, Geralt.”

Geralt closes his eyes and leans his forehead against the curve of Jaskier’s neck. He can feel the grip of the false heat lessening; the potion’s effects are lessening even quicker than he expected.

“Bite me,” Jaskier says.

Geralt looks up at him. “What?”

He told Jaskier once that it used to be common for alphas, omegas, and even betas to have mating bites. Even his mother, an alpha, had a mating bite on her neck, though the omega who gave it to her was long gone. But that was near a century ago and it’s fallen out of fashion for anyone but omegas to have mating bites. He’s surprised that Jaskier even remembers that conversation; it had to be at least five years ago.

“Bite me.” Jaskier’s eyes are hazy with pleasure and soft with affection. “I want everyone who looks at us to know that I’m yours as much as you’re mine. I want them to know that we belong together. I want—”

Geralt sinks his teeth into the soft, musky-scented place where Jaskier’s neck meets his shoulder. Jaskier lets out a gasping little cry, the knot inside Geralt throbbing. Geralt nuzzles at the bite mark apologetically.

“Sorry,” he whispers. “Bit too hard.”

“No.” Jaskier reaches up to touch the bite mark, smiling drowsily. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

Geralt wraps his alpha—his mate—up in his arms and holds him close, breathing in the mingled scents of them. Soon, there will be a katakan to kill. He’ll have to leave the warmth of Jaskier’s arms and go to kill a monster. But he’s not going anywhere with Jaskier knotted inside him, so he closes his eyes and lets himself enjoy his lover’s embrace.

***

Jaskier never likes watching Geralt armor up to go fight a dangerous beast—well, he likes the armor part, the dangerous beast part less—but it’s far worse when Geralt left with Jaskier’s mating bite is still healing on his neck and reeking of heat, sex, and Jaskier. Every instinct in Jaskier wants to go find his omega and drag him back to their nest, where he can keep him bundled safely, far away from anything that might hurt him.

Jaskier paces the length of the room, his entire body humming with tension. There’s a long night of waiting ahead of him; Geralt hasn’t even been gone an hour and a katakan hunt isn’t going to be a quick, easy kill. He should try to sleep, or at least maybe get some grading done—he brought a stack of student compositions with him for just this purpose. But he can’t make himself stay still for more than a minute or two.

When the door of their room opens, Jaskier whirls around, hand twitching on instinct towards the knife Geralt left with. But it’s Geralt standing in the doorway of the bedroom, looking as unruffled as if he just stepped out to grab a bite to eat.

“You’re back!” Jaskier launches himself at his witcher.

Geralt catches him around the waist, pressing a kiss to the healing mating bite on his neck. “I was motivated to get back quickly.” He kisses Jaskier’s jaw. “Anyway, she wasn’t expecting me to fight back. She didn’t think much of omegas, witcher or no.”

“Is she dead?”

“Very. Corpse is downstairs with Roach.”

“What did poor Roach ever do to you?”

“She’ll bite anyone who tries to steal the body and claim the reward before I go see the alderman in the morning.”

“She is convenient like that.”

Geralt hums in agreement, nuzzling at the sensitive spot under Jaskier’s ear.

“Are you hurt?” Jaskier murmurs.

“No.”

“Actually not hurt, or do you just not want me to fuss?”

“Actually not hurt.”

“Good.” He’s hardly covered in any viscera, so Jaskier tugs him back towards the nest. Geralt comes willingly, shucking his armor off as he goes. Once he’s divested of his armor, he collapses into the nest next to Jaskier, curling around him. Jaskier snuggles into his arms, tracing his finger over the crescent-shaped bite mark on Geralt’s neck.It’s already healing into a scar; Jaskier might have to mark him again to make it stick. The thought sends a pleasant shiver down his spine.

“I was thinking we could stay here another night or two,” he says softly. “Then we can go back to Oxenfurt so I can finish up the term. I don’t have much to do besides teach a few classes, grade some finals, comfort some crying first years. So there will be plenty of time for us to laze around in bed.”

Geralt hums in an agreeable sort of way.

“And then maybe we could head south to Toussaint?” Jaskier asks. “I think we deserve a proper honeymoon, don’t you?”

“Not sure if you and I know how to do anything the proper way.”

“Then we deserve a deliciously improper honeymoon.” Jaskier leers.

Geralt snorts. “I’d like that.”

“Good.” Jaskier melts into his arms, surrounded by the mingled scents of them. “I love you.”

“Love you too,” Geralt says, pressing another kiss to the mating bite on Jaskier’s neck.

Jaskier is quiet for a moment, letting them both bask in their togetherness. But he’s never been one to bask in silence, so he says, “You know, it’s the latest fashion in Oxenfurt for mated couples to go about in matching outfits.”

“Is it now?”

“It is.”

“Guess we should get you some armor then. Sure I can find a zeugl in the sewers to dirty it up.”

Jaskier gasps in horror. “I think not. I was thinking you’d look dashing in a nice periwinkle blue, or maybe lavender.”

“No.”

“You’re right. Lavender is too cool for your skin tone. You need a warmer shade. Maybe plum.”

“No.”

“But Geralt, we’re mates! How will people know that we’re bonded for life?”

“Mating bites on our neck might give it away.”

Jaskier sighs dramatically. “I suppose I’m consigned to a life of being hopelessly unfashionable. I’ll be the laughing stock of the bardic circuit.”

“What else is new?”

“You!” Jaskier pokes him in the chest. “We’re supposed to be basking in the joy of our union, you—”

Geralt grabs him around the waist and flips him over. Jaskier doesn’t even realize what’s happened before Geralt is kissing him, his lips curved into a smile against Jaskier’s.

Jaskier lets himself be distracted, reaching up to trace a finger over Geralt’s mating bite. After all, he has all the time in the world to talk his mate into matching outfits.

***

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footsiepop · 2 years

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pleeeeease recommend your fave yuri/yaoi manga i’m looking for new stuff to read

Okay so to start for print stuff, if you haven't read it, I super recommend Murcielago! It's about a serial killer lesbian who is given the opportunity to commute her death sentence by working with the government to catch... unique cases. The character designs are excellent, they all stand out from each other and they're all hot! Hyperviolence, lots of explicit sex, and hot girls. Everything important in a yuri.

Another yuri I have been enjoying is a weekly twitter comic (translations usually come about a day after, so comic is on Sunday and translation comes Monday) known as The Guy She Was Interested In Wasn't A Guy At All about a girl who works at her uncle's record shop and the popular girl from her class who's super into rock music and falls in love with her androgynous worksona. The pacing is really good, and done in a way that's very aware of how it's a 4-page weekly comic, so while it's always like "omg I want more NAO" it never feels like it's moving too fast or too slow.

The creators of Love Stage also do yuri and they did one I really enjoyed called Renai Idenshi XX/Love DNA XX about a post-apocalyptic Class S world where there are no men. Women are divided into Adams and Eves and love between two Adams or two Eves is forbidden. So of course our protag is an Adam who falls for another Adam. It's very indulgent with its tomboy hotgirl leanings which is very up my alley.

BL wise, one of the ones I'm currently keeping up with is Mitsuya Sensei no Keikakuteki na Edzuke. There's no license yet that I'm aware of. It's about a magazine editor in his late 20s who's suddenly assigned to pick up manuscripts from one of their writers who's an older gay man, and a skilled chef. Our editor falls for him pretty quickly, and deals with the emotional turmoil of being in love with one of the magazine's writers, and a much older man. Also they're both HOT!!!!! they're super hot!!!!!!!!!!!

Also, Omega to Akuma no Sefure Jijou. This one's an omegaverse (this seems really popular with fujin lately :0) about an omega working at a host club and concealing his secondary gender, and an incubus he summons to try and grant him more success at his job. However, said incubus wants him to bear his child, and our omega doesn't want pregnancy to interfere with his job. But it turns out that getting cummed in by an incubus is doing great things to his looks, thus making his work as a host go better, and they come to a sort of agreement where the incubus watches how far our omega can go using the power of incubus cum. The romance here is actually really sweet, and the author draws super hot faces.

His Favorite/Aitsu no Daihonme is about a super sadist who's madly in love with a super average guy. I don't have a lot exciting to say about the plot here so please look at our cute protag (said average guy. the super sadist is a bishie which is nice and all but imo he doesn't stand out as much)

(Also honorary mention for Yarichin Bitch Club and Dick Fight Island, but I don't think these need so much introduction XD)

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dixielis · 5 years

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An Interesting Turn of Events [2/?]

Pairing: Jotaro Kujo x Noriaki Kakyoin Summary: There were three things Jotaro Joestar was completely certain about: One. 80’s rock was the be-all end-all of music. Two. The movie Jaws wrongly portrayed sharks as evil and blood-thirsty, and he did not stand for it at all. Three. Being an alpha while also part of the Joestar-lineage was an absolute curse. Warnings: Omegaverse with omega!Kakyoin and alpha!Jotaro Dio is in this and he’s pretty creepy A/N: Chapter 2! weep woop

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He did partially blame all the moving around on why he didn’t end up having any friends at any of these schools. Sometimes other kids would try to make small talk with him or invite him over to play with them. Kakyoin would however always turn them down. What would even be the point? He would eventually have to move away anyways. And if he didn’t get attached to anyone it was always a lot less painful to do so.

Today was his first day of his latest high school. This had to be the fourth or fifth one he would be attending. He had honestly lost count at this point.

Kakyoin went about his first day as he had done many times before. Go to the principal’s office, collect his schedule and a map over the school grounds, head over to homeroom and introduce himself to the rest of the class. It wasn’t anything he hadn’t done before.

His first day, thankfully, passed uneventfully. Aside from a few questioning glances nobody tried approaching him. Kakyoin instead spent the day homing in on the conversations going on around him, trying to learn as much about his school as possible. About what was currently going on, and most importantly, about who to avoid.

At his lunch break he decided to sit close to a group of mostly omega girls who were chatting loudly with each other. He always found that these sorts of groups seemed to have all the latest news and gossip, and that they would discuss it loudly enough for anyone to hear.

“We should all make a pact. About who we will ask to the dance”

“That is still four months away”

“You can never get started too quickly. I call Jojo!” The other girls let out noises of clear distress at this.

“Not fair! You can’t just call somebody like that”

“Well, I just did!”

“Jojo as in the tequila-smuggling one?”

“Yes!”

“Then I want the other one!”

“Not if I ask him first”

Kakyoin realized that he had quickly lost track of their conversation. Not that it seemed to be very interesting for what he was after in the first place. Whoever were considered the hottest alpha’s on campus wasn’t really anything he needed to know. It wasn’t like he was searching for one anyways.

“I was already asked to the dance actually” one of the girls exclaimed proudly.

“No way! Who was it?”

“That weird French beta. You know, the one with the weird hair?”

“Oh, what did you say?”

“I told him no. I don’t really want to go to the dance with a beta”

“You probably only did it because he has bigger boobs than you”

“He does not! I said no because I’m going to ask Dio”

“But I was going to ask Dio!”

“You can take the Frenchie instead since you seem to like his boobs so much!”

Kakyoin decided that it was time to officially zone out from their chattering. He felt like he has heard enough unrelated gossip to last him for the rest of the month.

The next couple days continued in a similar fashion. Kakyoin simply kept his head down and tried to avoid attracting any unnecessary attention. Whenever somebody spoke to him he would act polite, but always try to keep himself unmemorable. He wanted to be practically invisible.

This worked surprisingly well until his fourth day. The unexpected groupwork in biology class did however end up breaking his lucky streak. Since he doesn’t know anybody in the entire school he has no choice but to let faith decide who he will partner up with.

And faith apparently decided that he deserved to suffer that day. Because of course his first official group member had to be the kind of douchey alpha that he would prefer to avoid at all costs. And of course said alpha had to start making inappropriate suggestions at him as soon as he sat down.

Kakyoin was too busy refreshing his memory of every ancient torture method he could think of to even notice the other two people taking their seats nearby. It wasn’t before Mia decided to cut of the alpha in the middle of one of his especially lewd comments that Kakyoin noticed that they were no longer alone.

The beta would then continue talking, pretending as if nothing had been going on. Kakyoin felt himself spacing out as he took a proper look around at his designated group members. Mia seemed alright, at least. The two other alphas on the other hand gave off very different vibes. Kakyoin could almost taste the tension between them in his throat. The blonde one still had an underlying scent of disgusting want coming off him. Kakyoin could see him still trying to make eye contact with him, and opted for observing the dark-haired alpha instead.

The majority of his face, his eyes included, were obscured by the brim of the cap he is wearing. His arms were crossed over his quite well-defined chest. Kakyoin silently curses himself out for even noticing the others build.

The alpha definitely gives off an intimidating aura. He is everything an ideal alpha should be after all, at least look-wise. But he also seems to be calm and secure, the exact opposite of the light-haired alpha seated in front of him.

Kakyoin’s thoughts are suddenly interrupted as the dark-haired alpha suddenly speaks up. Apparently they are now splitting up into pairs, which Kakyoin embarrassedly realizes he had completely missed while he was busy eyeing up the man in front of him.

Kakyoin gave a quick prayer to any gods that may be listening that he would end up working with the beta. But as usual, faith has other plans. Plans that end up with him forcing to pick which of the alphas he would rather work with. Which in and on itself is a very easy choice. The alpha known as Trent has returned his hands to Kakyoin’s desk, one of his fingers stroking up his wrist slowly.

God, he can’t wait to get those hands away from in.

His mind races to make up an excuse to not have to work with Trent. Lying about his father’s job might not be the smartest idea, but at least it gets the job done. Trent immediately let’s up on him, a strong sour scent now coming off him in waves. Kakyoin can’t help but smirk slightly to himself at the others change in mood.

Then Mia and Trent end up leaving, and he is all alone with the alpha who is apparently known as Jojo. Kakyoin silently cursed Trent out from under his breath. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief washing over him as he watches him walk out of his line of sight.

He turned his eyes towards the remaining alpha and suggests that they should get going as well. He only received a grunt in reply, and Jojo immediately stands up and starts heading off as well. Kakyoin quickly shoved his things back into his bag and hurried after him.

He could feel the burning hatred and jealousy coming off a group of omegas as they pass them. Their attention is clearly pointed towards him. Kakyoin only shoots them a dirty look in response. It wasn’t his fault that he ended up being partners with Mr. tall and handsome, like they clearly all yearned after so badly. Kakyoin still remembers the conversation he overheard a few days earlier, which lets him know that the alpha he is currently following is quite sought after by a large chunk of the local omega population.

They soon ended up alone in one of the spare rooms just down the hallway. Kakyoin quickly learned that the alpha doesn’t seem to say a lot, neither with his words or with his expressions. His eyes are still hidden underneath that godforsaken hat of his, making him even harder to read.

Kakyoin almost started to regret his decision of pairing up with him when he notices the dolphins covering one of the alpha’s notebooks. He bites back a smile at the revelation. A bad guy wouldn’t have sparkly, bright blue dolphins doodled on his notebook, would he?

As they start talking Kakyoin quickly realizes that Jotaro is not what he thought he would be. He doesn’t seem to mind Kakyoin’s teasing and his apparent interest in starfish is quite endearing.

When they eventually get properly started with their assignment Kakyoin finally gets the chance to take a proper look at the alpha in front of him. His hat has been angled away from his face and Kakyoin can now properly see his eyes.

They are a striking emerald green colour, and Kakyoin can immediately feel himself drowning in them. His long eyelashes and thick, slightly furrowed brows also don’t help one bit. Kakyoin immediately understands the other omegas’ reactions towards him.

Kakyoin silently curses himself out as he feels his own cheeks heat up. This was not according to the plan at all. He tried to calm his now rapid heartbeat.

He refused to fall for an alpha he had known for a total of twenty minutes.

Kakyoin jumped slightly as the bell suddenly rang, signalling the end of class. Jotaro looked up from his books and their eyes met for a split second. Kakyoin can feel his heart start racing again.

Fucking omega biology.

He quickly made up an excuse about his next class being on the other side of campus and hurried off. Hopefully Jotaro hadn’t noticed how stirred up he had become. He could feel his heartbeat returning to normal as he hastily made his way down the corridor.

He was fine. None of that necessarily had to mean anything.

He quickly checked over his schedule. Art was going to be his next and final class for the day. He let out a breath of relief at this. In art class he could hopefully just take a seat in a corner and ignore everyone around him. People wouldn’t even think there was anything strange about it, and would hopefully just believe that he was just another passionate art student.

Kakyoin arrived at the classroom a good few minutes before the class is about to start. The room consists of a number of larger tables, that they are obviously supposed to share.

Great. Not even here he could be alone.

Kakyoin silently scanned through the people already seated. He knows that people from all years are mixed together, so he is even unsure of which students are in his grade.

Most tables are already seemingly full, people chatting loudly among each other. He noticed that one of the tables however still had just one occupant. An omega who was already bent over a sketchbook, doing quick confident strokes over the pages. He seemed to be completely engulfed in his drawing and doesn’t even look up as Kakyoin takes the seat opposite him. Kakyoin however doesn’t mind this one bit, enjoying the few moments of silence before the rest of the seats around the table inevitably end up occupied as well.

Just as he predicted, a few more people are soon seated as his table. Luckily none of them are paying him any mind either.

“You mind if I sit here?”

Kakyoin turned his head and looked up at a blonde beta dressed in an interesting mix of sky blue and bright pink. He had a polite smile on his face as he gestured to the seat next to Kakyoin.

“Oh. Sure, no problem” Kakyoin replied, shifting slightly to the side as the beta sits down next to him.

“You new here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around before?” the beta asked as he looked him up down.

“Yeah, I just transferred here a few days ago. Name’s Kakyoin”

“I’m Caesar, nice to meet you” the other boy offered, holding out his hand, smiling brightly at Kakyoin as he shook it. Caesar then starts making small talk with him, telling him stories about various things that has happened around campus.

“Could you please keep it down, some people are trying to work here” an unfamiliar voice hissed out. The boy across from them who had previously been caught up in his sketching was now glaring straight at them.

“Shut it, we’re not in a fucking church” Caesar replied curtly, like he they had this conversation several times before.

“Doesn’t mean that you have to shout!”

“You’re the only one shouting here, you know”

“Shut up!”

Caesar let out a snort at the others clear irritation. He then turned back towards Kakyoin.

“That’s Rohan, don’t mind him he’s just a fucking gremlin”

“Stop calling me that you fucking bottle of mediocre dressing-” Rohan was suddenly interrupted by a new voice being added to the mix.

“Gentlemen, there’s no need to fight” the voice was almost alarmingly calm and practically dripping with the semblance of alpha. Kakyoin quickly turned his head over his shoulder to regard the newcomer, who is standing right behind him.

His hair was a similar shade to Caesar’s, but that seems to be the only thing they have in common. This man is a lot broader, and taller, and immediately gives of a strong aura of alpha. Kakyoin’s eyes snap up to look at the others face, only to find that he is already looking straight at him. His head is slightly cocked to the side, a clear look of interest hidden somewhere deep in his yellow eyes.

The alpha breaks their eye contact to sit down in the vacant seat next to Kakyoin.

“Nobody said that you could sit down” Caesar said coolly, clearly not happy about the alpha joining them. The alpha however ignored him, instead choosing to keep all his attention fixed on Kakyoin.

“So, what’s your name?” he asked, his eyes not leaving Kakyoin’s for even a second.

“It’s Kakyoin. I’m a new transfer student”

The alpha hummed in approval, the sound low in his throat. He reached his hand out towards Kakyoin’s ear. Kakyoin felt himself freeze up as Dio gently poked at his earring.

“Kakyoin, huh. It suits you”

Kakyoin immediately decided that he did not like the way his name sounded coming from those lips. Not one bit.

“I’m Dio Brando, a pleasure to make your acquaintance”

Kakyoin recalls the discussion that the omega girls were having a few days earlier. Dio had been one of the names thrown around in their conversation. So he was clearly someone that most people knew of. Kakyoin was not very surprised at this, as he understood why Dio would seem desirable to an omega. At least to those that didn’t spend a lot of their waking time actively trying to avoid such people, like Kakyoin himself did.

But before Kakyoin had time to come up with a reply their teacher had entered the room. Kakyoin felt as relief washed over him. There was a certain coldness in Dio’s eyes that he didn’t like. And Caesar’s reaction toward him joining them worried him as well.

The assignment of the day was to do some simple sketches of different types of landscapes. The room was quickly filled with a low buzz of voices as people begun talking among each other while getting to work.

Kakyoin and Caesar immediately hit it off, discussing which upcoming games they planned on purchasing. Kakyoin found him to be surprisingly easy to talk to. Every now and then Rohan would throw in a word about how annoying they were, but Kakyoin quickly learned to simply disregard it.

“Favourite final fantasy game in three, two, one”

“Seven”

“Ten”

“But seven is so good!”

“Have you even played the tenth one?”

“I have but it comes nowhere close to-“ Caesar suddenly trailed off as a splatter of paint without warning come flying straight at him, coating him in the dark green substance.

“Rohan, what the fuck?!”

“I told you to shut up” Rohan replied calmly, giving Caesar a slight smirk before turning his attention back to his sketchpad. Caesar cursed him out from under his breath.

“An important lesson to learn, Kakyoin, is to never wear your best clothes to art class. Because Rohan will undoubtedly fuck them up because he can’t stand people talking like normal human beings” Caesar let out an irritated huff at the end of his rant.

“I’ll be right back, I just have to get this shit out of my clothes before it stains” Caesar then quickly walked off towards the closest bathroom.

Kakyoin looked over at Rohan, who shot him another sharp glare, clearly warning him that he would be next if he didn’t lower his voice. Kakyoin only let out a snort at this, and went back to sketching at his current drawing of a desert, adding in a few palm trees.

“You’re pretty good”

Kakyoin nearly jumped out of his seat as Dio’s voice sounded directly into his ear. He could feel the warmth from his breath ghosting over his neck. Kakyoin felt a sense of uneasiness wash over him.

“Oh, thank you, Dio” He replied, deciding that he should probably at least attempt to stay polite with the alpha. Dio hummed slightly.

“Any particular locations that inspired it?”

“Well, I went to Egypt with my parents a few years back” Kakyoin disclosed, and tried to ignore the feeling of Dio’s breathing against his neck as he kept on drawing.

“Beautiful place” Dio agreed, leaning forward a bit. “I lived there for a few months a while back”

“I see” Kakyoin replied curtly, unsure of what to say. He simply continued to draw, while discreetly watching Dio from the corner of his eye. He noticed that Dio had given up on watching him sketch and was now looking directly at him again. But he didn’t say or do anything. He simply sat there, almost hovering over him but never actually touching him.

“Shouldn’t you be working on your own piece, Brando?”

Kakyoin turned his head towards Caesar, who had seemingly just returned from the washroom. He glared down at Dio with slightly narrowed eyes.

“I was simply admiring Kakyoin’s work” Dio replied sweetly, but backed off none the less. Kakyoin looked between the two men as Caesar took his seat again. The tension between them felt so strong you could cut it with a knife.

And in the blink of an eye everything seemed to turn back to normal again.

“Guess who managed to save his shirt” Caesar clapped his hands together excitedly as he smiled brightly at Kakyoin. “In your face, Rohan”

Caesar and Kakyoin quickly got back on track of their previous discussion. They did however try to keep their voices down, so they wouldn’t warrant any more hissing noises from Rohan. Before Kakyoin knew it the bell had rung, signalling the end of the school day. People around him started to pack up and head out off the classroom, and Kakyoin did the same. Just as he was about to stand up, Caesar grabbed hold of his shoulder.

“Hey, you wanna swap numbers real quick? I want to send you the video of that speed-run I told you about earlier”

“Eh, sure” Kakyoin said hesitantly. “Let me just grab my phone”

He started to rummage through his bag, finally finding it at the very bottom of it, hidden underneath a whole days’ worth of textbooks. He fished it up and turned towards Caesar, whose earlier carefree expression had turned sour. Kakyoin quickly looked around and noticed that they were now left alone in the room.

“Listen, Kakyoin” Caesar begun, and Kakyoin turned his attention back towards him.

“You should watch out around Dio. He may seem charming eunough, but it is all an act. He is absolutely ruthless when things don’t go his way”

“Why?” Kakyoin asked wearily. “What has he done?”

Caesar let out a deep sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“It’s a long and complicated story, but he has these really sick ways of seeking revenge on the people that he feels have wronged him. One of my friends are one of those people, he actually ended up getting stabbed because Dio couldn’t handle not being the best at everything”

Kakyoin’s eyes widened at this.

“Is he okay?” Caesar just nodded in response.

“He’s fine. But there’s been lots of other rumours of things he’s done going around. But his family are all lawyers, so they usually succeed in keeping it on the down low. That’s why you’ll probably only hear people around here praising him” Caesar fell silent.

“I see” Kakyoin replied, an unnerving feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. “Thank you, Caesar. I’ll keep that in mind”

Caesar gives him a slight smile. They stand in silence for a few moments.

“Right! Could I still have your phone number? I wasn’t kidding about that speed-run”

Kakyoin happily agrees and they quickly swap numbers. Caesar then picks up all of his stuff and heads towards the door.

He hesitates just as he is about to walk out of the room, and turns back to face Kakyoin again.

“Please do be careful around Dio. I’ve hears rumours about the… things he has done to omegas’ in particular”

“I’ll be careful. Promise”

“Good. I guess I’ll see you later then” Caesar lifted his hand in a wordless goodbye and walked out the door. Just as Kakyoin was about to pick up his stuff his head poked around the doorframe again.

“And if he tries anything always punch for the throat” Kakyoin let’s out a quick laugh at this.

“I know how to fight, Caesar”

“Just making sure. Bye then!”

And then his head once again disappears, and Kakyoin can hear his footsteps moving away down the hall. Kakyoin throws his bag over his shoulder and follows out into the hallway. The school is almost entirely empty by now. Which wasn’t very surprising, very few people enjoyed being in school enough to actually stick around after the day had ended.

Kakyoin made his way towards the main entrance, and out into the slightly cool afternoon air. The sky had begun to darken ever so slightly. He should probably get a move on if he wanted to make it home before it turned completely dark. He started digging through his pockets for his headphones, as he began walking, turning down onto the road toward his house.

“Kakyoin”

He instantly froze in place.

That was without a doubt Dio’s voice. Kakyoin turned his head slightly as he watched Dio confidently march up to him, both hands deep in his pockets.

“What took you so long, I was beginning to think that you had gotten lost somewhere” Dio smiles at him.

“Ah, Caesar just wanted to show me something before we left” Kakyoin fiddled with his thumbs nervously. “Why are you still here, Dio?”

“I was hoping to get some company on my walk home. Luckily it seems we both live down the same road” Dio flashed him another smile. His eyes however still looked as cold as they had been back in the classroom.

Kakyoin could feel his mind spinning as he tried to come up with an excuse that would keep him as far away from Dio as possible.

“I wouldn’t want to bother you, you must be pretty tired-“

“Nonsense, you are far from being a bother, Kakyoin” Dio paused as he looked Kakyoin up and down. “Shall we?” He nodded slightly, signalling for Kakyoin to keep walking. Kakyoin’s mind is at a blank, and he simply does as suggested. Dio picks up his own pace as well, walking close by his side.

“Besides” Dio continued “It would be unfortunate if you were to walk home all alone and run into someone, troublesome”

At the last few words he looked straight into Kakyoin’s eyes. Kakyoin could feel the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

“I know how to take care of myself, just because I’m an omega doesn’t mean I’m helpless” he countered. His words would hopefully be enough to make Dio back off.

Dio raised his hands in defeat and let out a slight chuckle.

“I’m sure you can, but it is always better to be safe than sorry, isn’t it?”

Kakyoin just stayed quiet. But Dio didn’t seem to mind his silence. Instead he started telling Kakyoin about his studies, every now and then asking Kakyoin a question, which he in return replied to as curly as possible.

Dio however did not let this faze him, as he kept on talking until Kakyoin could finally spot his own house appearing in the distance as they turn a corner.

He let out a slight sigh of relief as he stopped to a halt in front of the gate. Dio abruptly cuts off in the middle of his sentence.

“Oh, this is where you live?” he asked, his eyes still refusing to leave Kakyoin’s form.

“Yep. Bye then” Kakyoin replied dismissively as he turned to walk up to the gate. Dio’s arm quickly shot out in front of him, stopping him from moving away.

“I live just a few blocks down the road, we’re practically neighbours” Dio smiled at him.

“That’s nice, but I really should get inside-“

Kakyoin is once again cut off as Dio shifted to stand right in front of him, effectively blocking Kakyoin’s view of the front door. One of his hands comes to rest at the slight curve of Kakyoin’s waist, and Dio leans forward slightly.

Kakyoin stood frozen in shock.

Dio’s other hand moved up to tuck his wavy bang behind his ear, before lightly grabbing a hold of his chin. Kakyoin could feel Dio’s breath on him as he leaned downwards slightly. His stomach turned.

“I wouldn’t mind if you were to come over to my place for a bit, Kakyoin” Dio’s voice is nothing more than a whisper.

Kakyoin’s mind suddenly goes clear and he springs into action, giving Dio a sharp push, resulting in him taking a few staggering steps backwards.

“I’d rather not” Kakyoin said coldly, hoping that his voice won’t betray him as he can feel a slight tremble in his hands.

Dio looked taken aback for a moment, before he quickly slipped back into his previous confident smirk.

“I see-”

“And I would prefer it if you were to back off from now on”

They stand in silence for a few moments, Kakyoin only focused on keeping his breathing even.

“I’ll head off then, it was nice meeting you, Kakyoin” Dio said in an indifferent was, bowing his head slightly. He gave Kakyoin a final short glance, his expression unreadable, before he turned around and continued on down the road.

Kakyoin watched him until he finally turns a corner and is out of his sight. He willed his heart to calm down as he quickly opened the gate and slipped in through the front door. He immediately made a beeline for his room and threw himself down on the bed.

All he had wanted was a quiet, uneventful day.

But he had gotten anything but.

Faith had apparently decided that it was time to introduce a series of new assholes into his life. First that douchebag Trent, and then that absolute creep Dio who made his skin crawl. He felt thankful towards Caesar for at least warning him about the guy. At least he had been kind towards him today. Maybe they were even close to becoming friends. They had exchanged numbers after all.

And then there was Jotaro. The past hour of activity had been quite effective in keeping him off his mind. But now that he is back home and safe in his own room his thoughts started floating back to those bright green eyes of. That were almost tender, and were missing that aura of coldness that Dio’s emitted.

Kakyoin let his eyes shut for a moment. His brain too tired from the day’s events to do anything more productive. He slowly felt himself be lulled to sleep, dreaming of emerald green eyes and dark, messy hair.

#Jotaro x Kakyoin #jotakak #JJBA #fanfiction #omegaverse #my fics #AITOE

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draconida · 6 years

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Shance Fic Recs (Part three)

More Shance! With Kuro and Sven too.

82- Mysteries Become Reality by FullmetalDude1 [M/M/M/M, Sven and Kuro]

The world is full of mythical creatures that are slowly but surely being integrated and accepted into society, but a couple of hate crimes and BS still happens.

Lance is a human in this world, doing his best to help Mythics out even if he's got a bad history.

Then he meets 4 super hot Mythics in collage and he is gone, but he'll never admit that.

At least, not until he's been held for ransom by a gang of haters.

83- i don't have too much but i know enough by quiddative

Lance shot a panicked look at Keith but the asshole just laid there uselessly. “Don’t look at me like that,” he snorted. “They’re your kids, after all.”

What?

“What?” Lance and Allura yelled.

Allura turned to Kolivan with narrowed eyes. “Explain,” she demanded.

Kolivan looked very much like he wanted a drink. “The two of them appear to be the Red and Black Paladins’ children from the future.”

(Or: Lance and Shiro's children appear from the future and emotions ensue.)

85- Remember Me by boredomsMuse

Back before Kerberos, Lance and Shiro had been close. Boyfriends, type close. Boyfriends who'd meet each other's parents, all of them, type close.

Except, none of the Paladins know that. Not even Shiro.

86- Starlight Starshine by stirlingphoenix

'He’s beautiful', was the only thought Shiro’s mind could process as he watched Lance in person for the very first time. Those two little words repeated themselves on a loop over and over, making sure he’d never forget this moment. He’d always thought Lance to be exceedingly attractive, but seeing him in real life, as opposed to the TV screen or a movie poster nearly blew his mind.

Shiro had every intention of getting out of there before he ended up doing something embarrassing. Nevermind the fact that Lance wouldn’t know who he was, he still wasn’t too keen on potentially making a fool of himself. But just before he could make a beeline for the exit, the sound of his proper last name echoed throughout the air, forcing him to stop dead in his tracks.

“Excuse me, Mr. Shirogane?” The nervousness that plagued his caller’s voice hit Shiro’s ears wrong, yet it was still oddly familiar to him, as if he’d heard that same tone over a hundred times before.

As it turned out, he had, just never like this. Turning around, he came face-to-face with the lead of the production, the one and only Lance McClain himself, standing before him with a curious, perhaps even anxious expression covering his face.

87- Hi by Nevermoree

"in a world where you have your soulmates’ first words tattooed in your skin, he, obviously, has… well, that."

88- Te prefiero a ti by Nevermoree [Explicit and only spanish]

Lance has been in love with Shiro since he can remember, so when he have the opportunity to spend the night with Shiro, he have decided not to waste it. It's supposed to be a one-night deal, but things do not always work out the way you plan.

89- How to get a hot, shape-shifting dragon-man to fall in love with you by charlotteXOyates [Explicit]

Discovering a new species is a dream every reptile expert can relate to, so Lance's excitement upon meeting Shiro, a man with scales and a dragon tail, is understandably through the roof. What's less understandable, however, is Lance's sudden desire to help the dragon-man with his rut…

90- Daycare, Toddlers, and a bit of Love by starryrosez

Lance falls in love with the father of a boy he looks after in daycare.

91- Claws by AshesTheTerrible [Explicit and omegaverse] Lance had clawed his way through the Galra military ranks. This was the most important day of his entire existence. He was being assigned to a commander. One of the most ruthless commanders in the Empire. He had to make a good impression.

It would be just his luck that he'd be stricken with the beginnings of a ruthless heat. He knew the suppressants made him sick, but he took them anyway. Anything was better than a fucking stupid heat. He couldn't very well look strong with his heat boring down on his shoulders.

But puking at the feet of your new commander doesn't exactly make you look like a model Galra either… hindsight Lance supposes. 92- Lance's Guide on How to Embarrass Yourself in Front of Your Insurance Adjuster by Eilera

“This is for my mama, Hunk. She was so worried about this whole thing. They just finished renovating. I’m not gonna let her down. If my name isn’t Lance fucking Hernandez Martine-holy fuck he’s gorgeous.”

“Oh no. No. Lance do-“

Lance didn’t even hear him because there was a fucking gorgeous god walking up the path to the front door.

(In which Lance is helping his mama with an insurance claim and he was not prepared for the smoking hot insurance adjuster.)

93- designated drivers anonymous by kalakauuas

"It’s halfway through his sixth attempt at a puppy-filter pic that the bathroom door whooshes open wider than Lance’s mouth trying to prompt the puppy tongue onto the screen. Right when Lance screeches in surprised terror, he takes the picture.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t know it was occupied,” says the person who threw the door open, his hands rushing to cover his eyes quicker than Lance would run from his mom’s chancla.

The good thing is, aside from vaguely humiliating selfie poses, there’s nothing to see here."

Lance and Shiro meet through a shared hobby, if you consider hiding in bathrooms during house parties a hobby.

94- Tris for Guys by quiddative

“Um, my name is Lance McClain-Reyes and I have a personal training session,” Lance said, though it came out as more of a question than a statement.

The girl hummed and typed something on the computer. “Ah, right on time,” she said. “Looks like you’ve been paired up with Shiro. If you’ll just take a seat, he should be out in a few minutes.”

Shiro?, Lance thought as all the gears in his brain suddenly screeched to a halt. I must have heard wrong. There’s no way—

“That’s okay, Pidge, I’m already here,” said a deep and familiar voice just behind Lance.

(Or: What do you do when the guy you've been crushing on turns out to be your personal trainer for the day?)

95- easier to lose by quiddative [Explicit]

Shiro is at the peak of his NHL career. Unfortunately, being famous has its downsides, particularly when it comes to dating. And that’s on top of the fact that he’s still in the closet. However, a chance meeting with college student Lance, who seems to be the only person in the entire city who doesn’t know who he is, gives him hope that maybe he won’t die alone after all. Just as long as he can keep his identity a secret.

96- A Halloween Tail by Cathwren

Lance just wanted to have a fun Halloween night, but when homophobic idiots give him trouble he makes a new friend in the dashing young knight that swoops in to save the day. Secrets are shared and Lance can easily say he got a night to remember...and maybe even a boyfriend.

97- 13 stories for Halloween by liddie [Explicit]

A collection of 13 Shance stories for the month of October featuring (but not limited to): vampires, kitsune, werewolves, demons, cursed scarecrows, ghosts, merpeople, oni and whatever else comes to mind!

98- Head Start by SuccubustyKisses [Explicit]

Werewolves. If there was one scent Lance knew above all else, it was Werewolves. Being born from a werewolf father and a human mother Lance knew werewolves. So when he got to the Galaxy Garrison and smelled werewolf in his class his first thought was to make peace with the other wolf.

Sure, Lance was only a half blood, and the closest to transformation he'd ever gotten was sharpened canines and claws during a full moon, but he was still wolf. As such, wolves should stick together. He left his family pack behind to come to the Garrison, maybe he'd be able to form a new pack here.

99- Forgotten Gods and Scales Like Jewels by keir [Explicit and Dubious Consent]

Lance has spent his entire career searching for the elusive and forgotten god of war and lust, a god made of part man, part snake. The pieces are there, and once Lance puts them together, he and his team discover the long forgotten temple dedicated to the naga god, but more lies in store for Lance than he could have ever dreamed of discovering.

100- Of God's and Fae's by MommaVanillaBear

A fae of the ocean, casted aside and alone made the dangerous trek to the festival of lights, and though the way back should have been easy, his steps become lost and the ocean he searches for is replaced by thick foliage and towering trees. Caught by a creature that claims to be an Earth fae, the one of the ocean must spend a month living in the forest or else the God who watches the forest will become aware of him. And there was no way the ocean fae could fight or hope to escape the wrath of a god.

101- Pornstar Lance by Ryuani [Explicit]

Lance used to work as a pornstar but space kinda stopped that.

102- Take a Chance by nuuuge [Fem!Shance]

Lance really just wants the hot Basketball prodigy to notice her.

103- Yearning Touch by CirqueBordello (CircusTalia) [Explicit and Sven]

Sven volunteers to be part of an experiment. But when that experiment makes a change in his body, Lance is there to support him but also realizes he likes the new Sven.

104- The Shirogane Triplets by MermaidLance [Explicit, Trans Lance and the title]

Three Boys

One Lance

He's in for an adventure.

105- Next Time, Pack Them Separately by Quiddity

“So, uh, you in Detroit on business?” Lance asks. The guy glances at him and for a second Lance thinks that he’s terribly misread his mood and he’s about to be snubbed in the worst way. Then he notices the dark circles under his eyes. The man’s totally exhausted. “No,” the man says, shuffling together his papers and securing them together with a wicked looking alligator clip. “I’m headed to New York.” Lance perks up. “Oh! Me too! I’m headed there to meet up with- uh…” Lance is cut off when his neighbor unbuckles himself, stands, and pushes into the line of passengers with a muttered apology. Lance sits there, dumbfounded as the man opens the overhead compartment and pulls down his- Nope. That’s Lance’s bag he’s strapping over his shoulder. That’s his palm tree name tag, that’s his laptop, that’s his senior film project he’s been working on for the past six months and his external hard drive with only back up of three hundred hours of work just shambling down the aisle and off the plane. Oh no.

106- The Knotty Omega by keir [Explicit, omegaverse and little All/Lance]

Lance never saw himself doing porn, but the opportunity fell in his lap with a wicked smile and the smooth talk of Lotor, a producer. The omega finds himself at the center of attention for many horny alphas as he does the most taboo and engages in heat sex for the camera.

107- Double Trouble by liddie [Explicit, Kuro and Shiro]

When Lance agreed to help out at his grandma's flower shop during summer break, he didn't know that it meant managing the shop singlehandedly for months while she went adventuring off to Europe.

Sure, he needs to practice his magic with living things...and yes, plants are a good way to do that without bodies stacking up if something went wrong. But Lance can't even keep a dandelion alive to save his life, so how the hell is he going to keep the entire stock of his grandma's enchanted flower shop alive and healthy for four months?

The answer is simple. He's going to summon himself some help using the dusty old spell book he found in the attic.

It's too bad Lance's handwriting looks like chicken scratch on a good day…

108- To Drown In You by Val_Creative [Explicit and Trans Lance]

Humans are a fearful race, unable to conjure anything other than simpler, volatile emotions, or so Shiro’s mer-clan has taught him. Lance’s compassion and his openhearted empathy deepens Shiro’s need for more. And he’s only know Lance for the turn of a moon.

109- How Deep is the Love We Think We Know by mizufallsfromkumo [omegaverse]

It had been a considerable while since Shiro nested.

So long in fact he didn’t even realize he was doing it.

Until he yanked one of the Castle’s lounge couch cushions out from behind Pidge. No regard for the fact that she was using it. He just knew he needed that one because it was the softest of all the other cushions. Pidge’s surprised squeak as she toppled to the side didn’t even register with him for a moment.

Or at least not till Keith called him out.

110- Repayment by SuccubustyKisses [Explicit and omegaverse]

“I need you to do me a favor Coran.”

“Anything for you, son.”

Lance stepped forward, digging his wallet out of his pocket and slamming it down on the desk in front of him. “There is a man here, an alpha named Shiro. He lost his arm in a car accident.”

“Yes, Takashi Shirogane. It’s a shame what happened to him.” Coran looked away sadly.

“I want you to take this credit card and give him everything he needs. The best, top of the line products.” Coran looked down at the credit card pressed between Lance’s hand and his desk then back up at Lance. “Please?”

111- Dream a Little Dream by thinkpink [Explicit]

Shiro is an adult- he knows how feelings work. He definitely knows his own feelings. Right?

112- Telltale Blush by thinkpink [Explicit and Dubious Consent]

“So why don’t we just skip the part where you throw lines at me and I pretend not to be interested, and you can suck my dick instead.”

113- Dress to Impress by thinkpink

How did Shiro even get sweatpants in space? And why are they so god damn thin!

114- A Dragon by liddie [Explicit]

On the day of his wedding, Prince Lance is carried away by a fearsome creature of old. The remote island is a prison and the dragon his keeper, although Lance is not completely alone. A mysterious man named Shiro is also a prisoner of the dragon, but as Lance learns just who he is, he comes to realize there is more to Shiro than he first thought.

115- In Flagrante Delicto by gwendy1

in flagrante delicto (adverb)

Definition of in flagrante delicto: 1 : in the very act of committing a misdeed : red-handed 2 : in the midst of sexual activity

116- Black's Deal by SuccubustyKisses [Explicit and little Klance]

I’ll give you what you need to get what you want, but you only get two quintent. Do you agree?

“Yes.”

Or the story of Shiro taking over Keith's body in the time of his disappearance between seasons 2 and 3.

117- The Beast Of Pirate's Bay by SuccubustyKisses [Explicit and Major character death, but don't scary you. Happy ending]

A loud shriek filled the air, causing him to fall back onto the damp metal of the ship floor. “I’m sorry.” He whimpered, covering his ears as the sound continued to ring out.

As instant as the sound came it quickly disappeared, leaving Lance to tentatively uncover his ears. “Please,” he begged, tears escaping his eyes as he looked over the side of the boat again. “I won’t even enter your territory if you just bring me a juniberry flower!”.

118- The Lion, The Witch, and the Cursed Ghost by SuccubustyKisses [Explicit]

When lance goes to Kogane forest in search of the cat he saw plastered all over the news he ends up with a lot more than he bargained for. But he's not complaining.

The ghost floated up, arms crossed as he looked over the trees. “I’ll make you a deal.” Lance’s eyes brightened, he knew his excitement was obvious. But, he didn’t care. “If you can find me in this forest before the sun sets, I’ll take you to see Shiro. If not, you will leave this forest without a fight.” He turned and lowered down to Lance’s level again, holding out his transparent hand. “Do we have a deal?”

Shiro must be the cat.

Lance reached out, taking the hand, surprised when he actually felt contact. “Deal.” Before he could even shake the hand properly it was gone, along with its owner, only the flutter of leaves in the air showing he had even been there. Snatching up one of the leaves, Lance grinned. This ghost vastly underestimated him.

119- That's not a phone by CrypticGabriel [Explicit and Trans Lance]

Lance had a part-time job at the movie theater. During his job, he liked ogling at a frequent flyer named Shiro. But he never expected to catch him doing the unthinkable while watching a movie. And no. It didn't involve a phone.

120- Let's Play A Game by liddie [Explicit]

About to leave for a little vacation time at his grandfather's seaside cottage, Shiro gets a text from Allura asking if he can drop her friend Lance off at the beach on his way. He agrees, but is entirely unprepared for everything that Lance is.

121- How Do I "Casual"? by The_Busy_Beee

Sometimes Lance loves living in the same building as his best friends.

Sometimes he hates it with a passion.

Usually only when Keith's involved, however.

Or:

Lance brings home a guy and isn't sure how to handle the "morning after" situation. Keith is exhausted and thinks Lance has murdered somebody.

122- Spilling Secrets by The_Busy_Beee

Everyone knows the past never stays in the past.

Or:

Shiro finally meets the Blue Lane crew, Lotor is a shit, and Lance really just wants today to go well.

123- Good Girl by strawberrylovely [Explicit and Fem!Lance]

Shiro hears Lance masturbating in the team bathroom. He’s not sure whether to help or run away, so Lance makes the decision for him.

124- Beautiful Breed by Blue_Queen662 [Fem!Lance]

Kept in captivity for years, Lance had not had any contact with others like herself in a long while.

Shiro had been gone from the sea for years. From being separated from his pod for a long time, he had forgotten how it feels to be loved by a mate.

Shiro has been chosen to be Lance’s mate. For his strangth, speed and intellect; it was decided amongst guests at a dinner party that the Champion will mate with Zarkon’s prize pet.

125- my boyfriend's back (and you're gonna be in trouble) by heavenlyrare

The Galra and the Alteans haven't been at each other's throats, thanks to Prince Lance's and Commander Shiro's relationship.

Unfortunately, the rest of the universe doesn't seem to know that.

126- Missing Pieces by AshesTheTerrible [Explicit]

Shiro comes back from two tours overseas a changed man. He has one less arm and a lot more nightmares. His best friend Keith convinces him Yoga is the perfect form of meditation to help with his PTSD and he's skeptical at best....that is until he sees the instructor and is instantly in love.

127- Full Moons and the Mornings After by Impetus

Lance really needs to stop letting stray wolves into his apartment.

128- My Best Friend's Brother? How Cliche by orphan_account

Lance has been pining after Shiro since he was 14, and the last time he saw him before Shiro left to go to veterinary school had been embarrassing as hell. But, things were different now. 3 years had passed, Shiro was back, and Lance was a new and improved version of himself. This time, Lance wasn't afraid to do what he wanted to.

OR that one where Lance hasn't seen Shiro in years but when he goes to drop some food off at Keith's house he walks in on Shiro working out.

129- How To Use a Long Rest by avoidingavoidance [Explicit]

In which the team's game of Monsters and Mana isn't actually a game, and Lance takes good care of Shiro. Several times.

130- Just Take That Breath in Your Lungs by mizufallsfromkumo [Omegaverse]

When Shiro was younger, and freshly presented as an Alpha, he use to think about how things would be when he claimed his mate for himself.

Ideally it would be their wedding night, but it wasn’t a necessity. Shiro was fine with whenever moment arose and felt right. And when his intended mate would find it, Shiro would turn on soft music. They’d maybe dance a little, or speak soft words of love. Then the night would progress in a slow, gentle, and loving path towards claiming.

Because yeah, Shiro was a hopeless romantic at times.

Sue him.

But that was the furthest thing that was happening, Shiro thought as he and Lance flopped into the nest both of them had constructed over two weeks ago.

131- Can You Find the Path that Leads Back to My Heart by mizufallsfromkumo

Lance was just left to sulk in the cockpit. And wonder just where his relationship stood with his mate, who had his soul transferred and fused into a clone's body. A clone Lance had just continued on courting like nothing ever happened, because he didn’t know his mate had even died in the first place.

Lance never thought going to space would be filled with so much drama.

Much less, drama that made his life sound like really bad telenovela plot line.

132- Some Good Shooting by AshesTheTerrible [Explicit and Trans Lance]

Lance and Shiro had been nothing but a hurricane of spats and frustration since the switching of lions. And then quite suddenly...they weren't anymore. Hunk couldn't figure out what had changed between the blue and black paladins but the rest of the team just seemed happy the two were working together. Maybe a little too well in fact.

Unbeknownst to the others, really all it took to change the two paladin's attitudes toward each other was one hard kiss in the hangar doors.

Parts 1 / 2 / 3

#shance #fic rec #vld #voltron #shiro/lance #vld sven #vld kuron #vld kuro #takashi shirogane #lance mcclain #svance #kurance #kuro/lance #sven/lance

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dantesilvadraws · 5 years

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In Denial of Worry

Title: In Denial of Worry Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou Warning: Omegaverse

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It had been three days since Bakugou had seen Kirishima, not that he was concerned or worried. Bakugou certainly wasn’t concerned, especially since no one else had seen Kirishima either, nor had he been seen in the dorms. Okay, well maybe Bakugou was a little worried, he did look forward to seeing that red-haired, talking rock every day. It was just so strange not seeing him.

But Bakugou wasn’t that worried about him.

Nah.

After class, Bakugou approached the teacher’s offices and asked if he could take Kirishima’s assignments to his home.

Hizashi and Aizawa both knew why Kirishima had been sent home, and were both concerned about Bakugou getting too physically close to him while he was in his current condition.

“I can do it.” Bakugou guaranteed, sensing the unease from the two teachers, “I know where he lives.”

In the end, Aizawa decided for it, he figured if anyone could get school work safely from point A to point B without an incident, Bakugou could do it. Despite his rough personality, Bakugou wasn’t much of a troublemaker -- especially when being compared to other students.

Bakugou shoved the assignments into his bag, as well as a can of orange juice, just in case Kirishima was sick and needed some extra vitamins. Not that he was worried.

The walk to Kirishima’s house was as familiar as the walk to his own. As soon as his brain decided where it wanted to go, his feet knew the way with or without coordinates. He arrived at Kirishima’s home in just fifteen minutes. It’s not like Kirishima had some troublesome life threatening plague and was dying and needed to see Bakugou during his last breaths to confess something -- right? Yeah, there was no way, nothing was wrong with Kirishima, Bakugou thought.

He knocked at the door and Kirishima’s father opened it. Usually, whenever Bakugou visited, Dad Kirishima’s alpha scent was so overwhelming it made him anxious and even a little nauseated. However, today when he opened the door something different caught his attention, the scent was so pungently overpowering. But. But at the same time Bakugou found himself mezmerised, he wanted to drown in that thick, sweet scent.

“Eijirou’s busy.”

The sound of Dad Kirishima’s voice was enough to snap Bakugou out of the trance he had fallen in.

Busy?

What the hell could keep Kirishima so busy he’d have to miss school for three days?

“I have some school work for him.” Bakugou explained, reaching into his bag and handing over the sheets, “And they’re a bit difficult, so if he’s not to busy do think I could help him?”

Instead of answering, Dad Kirishima shut the door leaving Bakugou to stare at it. He growled, pissed off that he didn’t even get a thank you! What kind of bull shit was this? He would have kicked the door down -- if, if he wasn’t so intimidated by Dad Kirishima. Not to mention he knew not to challenge an alpha, especially when he was so close to his territory.

Feeling strangely defeated, Bakugou turned around and did his best not to appear sulky as he walked back toward the dorm. He wasn’t sad. No way. And he wasn’t worried about Kirishima. He needed a distraction, and the perfect one was sitting at a cafe and doing some school work.

Bakugou loved the atmosphere of cafes, he enjoyed the energy and it helped him focus. It was much unlike the chaos of the dorms.

He found a table by the window, because, well, you never know when a villain is going to strike. It’s important to be vigilant at all times. However, a villain isn’t what he saw that day. Only about an hour after he had begun studying he looked up at the window and saw a familiar red head walking by.

And then walk into the same shop.

And then sit at his booth.

“The fuck?” Kirishima looked down and scratched at his eyes for a few seconds.

“Did you follow me?” Bakugou asked, “Or, were you looking for me? How?”

“I could smell you.”

Bakugou could feel himself beginning to blush, and he hoped Kirishima didn’t notice it. But, there was something off about him, so, he probably wouldn’t have noticed anyway. Kirishima seemed lethargic and spacey. It was strange seeing Kirishima look so out-of-it, actually, it was worrisome.

Bakugou was worried.

“Hey, are you okay --”

“Oh? What is this that I smell?” a strange man approached the booth, his eyes were dangerously locked on Kirishima. “Is that an omega in heat?”

In heat? Heat?

What?

Is that why?

Shit.

This must be his first heat.

“Back off.” Bakugou growled, he shoved the man away before sliding into Kirishima’s side of the booth, “Don’t talk to him.”

The man looked like he was thinking about challenging Bakugou, but as predicted, he walked off.

Once the threat was gone, Bakugou took off his school jacket and wrapped it around Kirishima’s shoulders. He was trying to keep his scent from attracting any more annoying attention.

He then looked Kirishima right in the eyes and in a soft voice he whispered, “Are you an omega?”

Kirishima nodded and began to rest his head on Bakugou’s shoulder. Bakugou blushed again, and this time, he didn’t care that he was blushing.

“It’s dangerous for you to be out here.” Bakugou continued to whisper, this time, he let his worry leak out a little to much and his voice cracked.

“But I wanted to be with you…” Kirishima said, sighing deeply, “...you’re my alpha.”

Oh.

Oh fuck.

“I’m your --,” Bakugou began to try to repeat what Kirishima had told him, but his heart was beating way to fast and he forgot how to breathe. He bit down on his bottom lip, trying to compose himself. If he was Kirishima’s alpha, then, he needed to take charge, “Okay, but we need to get you home.” Bakugou quickly gathered his things, ordered a high calorie pastry for Kirishima, then took his hand and dragged him back home. Kirishima was quiet the entire walk back, but even though nothing was being spoken, Bakugou could feel a buzz in the air. It’s like the world around him was vibrating.

Especially with Kirishima being so close to him.

He never wanted the walk to end, but of course it did and he returned Kirishima back home safely. Although, he was yelled at by Dad Kirishima for kidnapping, even though he didn’t do that.

At night, in his dorm, Bakugou found it difficult to fall asleep. His mind kept replaying Kirisihima’s words, ‘You’re my alpha.” Was -- was that a confession? It had to be, right? Even though Bakugou did admit he was worried about his, um, ‘friend’, he certainly didn’t have a crush on him.

Even though the words were enough to send him into a rut but he controlled his instinct and made himself fall asleep.

He dreamed

About

His

Omega.

Kirishima was out the rest of the week and Bakugou didn’t return back to his home to deliver his other assignments. Mina did. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, because he did, but Dad Kirishima called the school and told them about the ‘kidnapping’. And when Aizawa confronted Bakugou about it, he responded with, “I didn’t kidnap shit.”

Regardless of his side of the story, he still wasn’t allowed to see Kirishima.

However, at the start of next week, Bakugou spotted the new omega. He wondered if Kirishima even remembered that happened.

Guess he’d have to wait to find out.

#bnha omegaverse #bakushima #alpha bakugou #omega kirishima

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crazynekochan · 5 years

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(Main and reserve are equal/Omegaverse AU): One cloudy Sunday, while walking back to school from getting snacks from the convenience store, Kazuichi hears crying from a back alley and finds a baby beta/omega (pick one) girl in a cardboard box. He takes her back to the school, cleans her up, and has her sleep in his dorm while trying to figure out what he was going to do with a baby he found in an alley cardboard box and he goes to Mikan to check up on the baby, but the rest of the class (1/2?)

When I first read this AU I was seriously confused which OC I called Koneko, until I remembered that this is the name an anon gave to a child in an omegaverse AU. Though in my defence it was 2am when I read this the first time, which explains why it took so long to remember ^^”

That must have been a shocking day for everyone in the class. For Kazuichi it of course was when he simply wanted to buy himself some snacks and instead finds an abandoned baby that was literally left out to die. Due to his mentioned shock he would follow his first instinct which is to quickly take the baby with him to a place where he knows it’s safe, which is Hope’s Peak, and he gets the help from a very shocked Mikan about the fact that he apparently found a baby. His classmates then fall in shock when they see a very panicked Kazuichi and a even more panicked Mikan, who obviously are trying to hide something and ignore everyone as they dash away towards Kaz’s room, causing them to follow them and find Kaz holding a real baby instead of the snacks he mentioned he wanted to buy

Just imagine how Gundham’s face must have been when he saw his crush holding a baby out of nowhere all of the sudden, while Hajime seriously questions how the fuck he managed to go out to by himself candy and come back with a flipping baby?! Sadly this causes the baby to get scared and cry, and pulls in the others, who are also seriously shocked about what they are seeing and are making the situation even worse as they cause the baby to cry even more from fright until Kaz can’t calm her any more and Izuru, who is getting a headache from the screaming, gently takes the baby and calms her with ease, while Kaz instead goes to calm the others before they make the baby cry again

When he then explains everything, which is mainly “I found her abandoned in an alley and didn’t know what to do aside from ask Mikan for help”, they of course discuss what to do, while sadly the only one who would think about calling the police which is Izuru, is occupied with making sure the baby eats something and sleeps, and thus doesn’t say anything at that point. Which he might should have done when Kaz proclaims that he will take care of her and everyone jumps in on the idea. Also when Gundham proclaims that he will help Kaz with raising the baby because it’s part of his talent after all to care for babies (ignoring that it’s actually only animal babies), literally everyone knows that he is lying and only wants to be together with Kaz, while Kaz is as oblivious as ever (not that anyone can blame him at the moment, as he is a bit occupied with his thoughts at the moment)

Within moments everyone has an assigned task and they even get Jin on their side, because the man is a loving father and would make sure that the baby gets everything it needs and at the same time find the true parents and make sure that they get arrested and that the baby can legally stay with Kazuichi (let’s of course say he is in his last year and thus old enough to actually legally have the custody of a child that isn’t his own by blood)

However as you mentioned the moment one of the students ask Kazuichi and Gundham what they want to name their new and very sudden baby, they so start a silent argument over it while taking loving care of the baby

The argument would at least last for a day, because both have seriously different ideas what a good name is like. But imagine as the day goes on and turns into night, the two realise very quickly just how exhausting a baby really is and they literally are awake until late into the night since the baby really needs the care during the first day. So when they finally have everything settled and ready after that way too long day, they are tired as hell and are sitting on Kaz’s bed with the baby in the new crib, while they still tiredly argue which is mainly mumbling by now, and while they slowly start to drift into sleep, not even caring to change their clothing or lie down properly (or go into his own bed in Gundham’s case) one of them suggests the name to which the other finally agrees that it’s good as they fall asleep for the little remainder of the night

#danganronpa #soudam #ask #prompt #foundling baby au #friendlylifecherry #omegaverse #dr omegaverse

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theeeveetamer · 6 years

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Helloo! Hm, if you don't mind, I have a request for some more of the modern omegaverse? Particularly how Leo and Takumi met, or the scene with good ol protective Ryoma :)

Alright here we go. I know nothing about this is specific to high school, but in my modern Omegaverse I always envisioned Leo and Takumi being high school sweethearts.

I had a lot of fun writing this, so it ended up being really damn long. Like, almost 40 pages. Couple of notes: I know Mikoto isn’t their canon mother but since she has an established relationship with all of the Hoshidan sibs I think she’s easier to write and makes more sense in Omegaverse. I based this on my high school’s class scheduling, which was four classes a semester, 90 minutes per class. We called them blocks but most places have ‘periods’ so they’re referred to as such for simplicity sake. Finally, I’ve arbitrarily decided that America’s drinking age is 18 in this fic because it should be.

Tags: Omegaverse, High School AU, Omega!Takumi, Alpha!Leo, falling in love, Lower Middle Class Leokumis, Mentions of child abuse/alcoholism

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17282396

“Alright are we ready?”

“Yep! On three!”

Takumi slid his finger under the lip of the envelope, and his friends followed suit.

“One… Two… Three!”

They all tore the glue seal, some more elegantly than others. Hinata got impatient half way through and just ripped the envelope down the middle. Oboro’s wasn’t much better, but at least she’d managed to tear it lengthwise like she was supposed to.

They all pulled out their class schedules at the same time and compared.

“Alright I have geometry first thing… Ugh.” He groaned. He liked math as much as the next guy, but that early in the morning?

“Damn, I have it third.” Oboro pointed out. “But we have the same teacher, so we can at least do the homework together.”

“Wait, I thought we were taking that next semester!”

They tried to schedule their class preferences so that they matched up, but that still didn’t guarantee they would get classes together. Hinata always mixed up at least one class and took it in the wrong semester.

“No, Hinata. We were going to take art next semester, remember?”

“Well shit.” He laughed. “You guys’ll still help me, right?”

Takumi rolled his eyes. “Of course.”

“C’mon Takumi, what do you have next?”

It didn’t take them long to hash out the schedules. He was on his own first period, but he and Oboro had gym together fourth period. He and Hinata shared American History during third period, which also meant they had lunch together. They were all taking different language courses anyways, so he knew he’d have at least one class by himself.

With that settled he was scanning his schedule again just to ensure they shared the same teachers.

“Fuck…” He muttered under his breath.

“What is it?”

“I just realized that we have Izana for history.”

“So?”

Hinata was the oldest in his family and Oboro was an only child, so they didn’t have the ‘benefit’ of having older siblings go before them. Sometimes it was nice because he knew which teachers were good, and sometimes it was awful. If he had a quarter for every time a teacher said ‘Oh, Shirasagi? Are you Ryoma’s little brother? Well he was a joy to have in class!’ he’d be loaded.

“Ryoma and Hinoka both had him! They say he likes to play matchmaker with the Omegas in the class. Plus, he assigns a lot of group projects.”

“Ugh, great! You’ll be my partner right?”

“Obviously, dude.” Even though working with Hinata usually resulted in both of them getting distracted and goofing off until last minute, he wouldn’t have it any other way. As long as he got his A he didn’t really care how the project got done.

Though, he was concerned about a little more than just the group projects. There were definitely more Alphas in their school than Omegas, and ever since he’d presented he’d been dealing with dumb ‘matchmaking’ teachers. Heck, they were doing it before he’d even presented! And pretty much every time it happened the Alpha fell head over heels for him, and he absolutely did not reciprocate.

He couldn’t even count the number of calls Mama needed to make to the school about it on both hands. And whatever number that was, he’d probably have to double it to even get close to the number of overstepping Alphas Ryoma beat the shit out of on his behalf. In fact, most Alphas were beginning to treat being seated next to him as a death sentence, which wasn’t exactly doing wonders for his romantic life. The only Alphas in their grade willing to go within fifteen feet of him were Hinata and Oboro.

He tugged anxiously at his collar. Oboro seemed to notice because she finally changed the subject.

“Well, we only have a few weeks left of summer! Let’s not waste it thinking about school!”

“Damn straight!” Hinata agreed.

“Come on, Mama said dinner would be done around six. And hey, she bought a ton of popcorn for movie night!”

_________________

The first day back was always the worst. Farewell to staying up until four am and waking up at noon, hello dragging his ass out of bed at seven am. At least Ryoma was a senior this year, so Mama let him take the car to school. Hinoka took shotgun and he sat in the back with Sakura. She was fiddling with the strap of her messenger bag and biting her lip nervously.

“You look cute today, baby sister.” She really did. He could tell she’d woken up early to do her hair and makeup, and she’d picked out one of her favorite dresses. It was a far cry from his ratty old jeans and tshirt or Hinoka’s athletic shorts and tank top. He hadn’t even bothered to comb his hair out when he woke up, he’d just thrown it in it’s regular ponytail. He almost envied his sisters’ shorter hair.

“T-Thanks! I’m just so n-nervous, you know?”

“You’ll see! High school isn’t so scary!” Hinoka threw over her shoulder from the passenger seat. “Heck, you’ll be sick of it before long!”

“Come on Hinoka. Let her have one day before you make her jaded.” Ryoma chuckled.

“You’ll do great.” He patted her hand. “Let me know if you get lost okay? I can help you walk to class.”

“A-Alright.”

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The day went pretty quickly. It was the first day, so most of the teachers were just going over their syllabi and doing some dumb icebreakers so the class could get to know each other. It was mind numbing, but at least he could doodle in his notebooks and just pretend to be paying attention.

He’d been silently dreading third period all day, and all was well until then. He wasn’t sure what he wanted. It would be nice to sit next to Hinata, but if Izana really was a matchmaker then that could make things awkward. Then again, he’d rather things be a little awkward with his best friend than get harassed by some Alpha that needed to learn the definition of ‘boundaries’.

Hinata was already inside the classroom. He waved at Takumi from around the middle of the classroom and motioned to the empty seat beside him. The desks were laid out very strangely: Each row had six desks, and three columns consisting of two desks pushed together.

“No alphabetical order?”

Hinata shrugged. “He just told us to sit wherever.”

The man in question was currently behind his computer at the front of the room. The bell rang, but he still seemed intent on whatever he was working on. A few minutes of idle chatting later he stood up and stepped to the center of the room.

“Good afternoon everyone. I’ve created a randomized seating chart for you all. Please come sit in your new seat when I call your name.”

They were about ten desks in when the pattern became obvious. Of course every Omega just so happened to be paired with an alpha, despite the sizable portion of Betas in the class. Randomized. Sure.

“… Shirasagi, Takumi!” He squinted his eyes at the paper for a moment. “Weird, I think I had your brother. Or was it a sister?”

“It was both…” He mumbled dejectedly as he took his seat.

“Alright then let’s see… Windmire, Leo!”

Oh gods. Anyone but him.

Their brothers had been feuding since Ryoma’s freshman year, he couldn’t even remember what about. Something about a failed science project that both of them insisted wasn’t their fault. After that it was pretty much silently agreed upon that the Shirasagis would avoid the Windmires, and they would do the same. He’d never personally met Leo, but he’d heard stories. Mainly about how he was a stuck up pretty boy.

And yeah, just looking at him walk across the room he’d believe those rumors. He had a way about him that was hard to miss. He never slouched or shuffled; He strode along like he was above it all. And he was tall. At least six foot or so. Which, Takumi supposed wasn’t all that impressive for Alphas in general, but at fifteen or sixteen most of them were still growing and stood at around five foot eight to five foot ten. That meant he was constantly looking down his nose at everyone else. It was a little intimidating, at five foot six he’d pretty much stopped growing, and he was considered tall for an Omega. Sakura was only five foot two.

The blonde dropped his newly acquired textbook and notebooks down on the desk next to him. They didn’t say a word to each other as Izana finished assigning seats. It seemed like his siblings hadn’t exaggerated: Every Omega in the class was paired off with an Alpha. When that was done he handed out the syllabi and moved back to the front of the class to go over it.

“In this class I believe in learning the value of teamwork! So, you’ll have four group projects. Three due throughout the semester and one final project. Your project partners will be the person you’re sitting next to. No exceptions. These are big projects and will require outside work, so be sure to get your partner’s contact information.”

He heard the Alpha beside him audibly groan. He was, quite frankly, a little offended. Sure he and Hinata goofed off, but he was still a straight A student damn it! Where did this asshole get off?

They suffered silently through the remaining eighty minutes of class until lunch. When the bell rang he reluctantly turned to his seatmate.

“So…” He was loathe to do it, but unfortunately he had to. “We should probably exchange numbers.”

The Alpha rolled his eyes as he pulled out his phone.

“I’m sorry, do you have a problem with me?”

“Just don’t tank my grade. It’s bad enough that I have to associate with a Shirasagi, but an Omega?”

Ah, there it was. The old stereotype that an Omega couldn’t be smart, too. Boy, was this asshole in for a rude awakening.

“Look, I’m not happy about this either.” He growled as he typed his number in. “But I’m not about to get a B just because I’m stuck with you as a partner.”

With the exchange done he collected up his backpack and met up with Hinata, who was waiting by the door for him.

________

“Ugh, can you believe that guy!” He groused, shoving his sandwich into his mouth. Hinata was similarly scarfing down his food, but they were sitting on their own because Oboro had a different lunch.

Between complaining he was also scanning the room for Sakura. She’d texted him that they had the same lunch and he wanted to make sure she wasn’t sitting on her own. He finally caught sight of her – she was kind of hard to miss with the pink hair – sitting a few tables away with her friend Hana and some blonde girl he’d never met. Reasonably assured she was in good hands, he continued his complaining about Leo.

“I mean, the nerve of the guy! Implying that I can’t do work just because I’m an Omega!”

“Yeah, I can’t believe it either.” Hinata added through a mouthful of chips. “I mean, I’m pretty sure I would have failed algebra if it wasn’t for you.”

“Exactly! I mean–” He realized quickly that he probably shouldn’t be insulting his friend’s intelligence just to prove a point. “Sorry, Hinata.”

His friend just waved him off. “Don’t worry about it. Come on, let’s talk about something else.”

He tried to keep his attention off of the blonde Alpha, but he kept catching him out of the corner of his eye and getting infuriated all over again.

__________

The rest of the day was, thankfully, pretty uneventful. He’d almost forgotten all about Leo and his prissy attitude until he got home and he and Sakura were helping Mama with dinner. He and Sakura were chopping up vegetables while she prepared the meats. Hinoka was still at baseball practice and Ryoma was in his room working on his college essays.

“So how was school?”

“Great!” Sakura started excitedly chattering. “Hana and I have a lot of classes together s-so that was good! And I met a r-really nice girl named Elise in first period!”

“That’s great, sweetie! What about you Takumi, did you have fun? Make any new friends?”

He shrugged. “Not really. But there was this one guy in my history class…”

“Oh? You met a boy?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Mama! It’s not like that! He’s… He’s completely insufferable!” He let out a frustrated sigh. “Mister Izana paired us up for every class project, and this dumb Alpha thinks I’m stupid just because I’m an Omega!”

“Oh dear… Well I’m sure it won’t be so bad. Once he gets to know you I’m sure he’ll warm up.”

“I dunno, he’s a Windmire. They’re, like, predisposed to hate us or something!”

“I’m sure he can’t be that bad. You know what I always say, never judge a book by its cover!”

“Yes, Mama.” He rolled his eyes. Of course she didn’t get it. She hadn’t even met Leo, she had no idea how rude he’d been!

He finished up slicing the vegetables and Mama shooed them both out of the kitchen so she could finish cooking. He didn’t have much to do since there wasn’t any homework, so he decided to bum around on his laptop until dinner.

He hadn’t really intended to start cyberstalking Leo, it had just kind of happened. It started when he tried looking up the Alpha’s social media, but the guy was a ghost. None of the Windmires seemed to have any online presence, and the only pictures he found were from what he was guessing were Leo’s friends. He’d just wanted to get a general idea of the guy, but after an hour of coming up blank finding anything became an obsession. How could he not have anything online? It was just so weird!

He finally stopped when Mama called them all down to dinner, and he realized how ridiculous he was being. So what if he couldn’t find any information? Why should he care about this asshole anyways? He shut the laptop and hurried to the dining room.

____________

The first month or so went by without too many problems. He and Leo mostly just ignored each other during class, and once it was over he made a quick escape to lunch with Hinata. They didn’t get the details about their first project until late September. It wasn’t much, just a paper. It was about three pages and due in two weeks, so he wasn’t too worried about it just yet.

He stuck the project requirements into his folder and headed down to lunch. The second he left the room his phone buzzed in his pocket.

We should get started on this project today.

He glanced over his shoulder. Leo was literally standing ten feet away from him. Was he for real?

He pulled his phone back out to respond.

Dude, you’re literally standing right there. You couldn’t talk to me?

He watched as the blonde’s phone buzzed and he typed his response. This was ridiculous, was he really so conceited that he couldn’t even talk to him?

Look who’s talking.

“Ugh!” He stuffed his phone back in his pocket. “Come on Hinata, let’s go.”

All of lunch was a back and forth.

The project isn’t even due until two weeks from now.

I’m not going to fail this class because you wanted to wait until last minute.

Fine! We can start working on it tonight then! Your house or mine?

Better do yours.

Alright, meet me by the exit after school. My brother will drive us.

Gods, what an arrogant asshole! As if waiting a week would kill them! If he were working alone he could get it done in two days! Not to mention the fact that he wanted to start working on it on a Friday night! Sure, Takumi had just planned to stay in and watch movies, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t have had plans!

Sakura was already waiting by the door, along with her blonde friend. She waved at him as he approached. “B-Big brother! This is my friend, Elise.”

“Oh, uh, nice to meet you.” Now that he was closer he could see that she was an Omega as well. The heat suppressants could make it hard to tell sometimes, but only Omegas wore collars like that. Hers was made of dyed black leather and it was studded with little purple rhinestones to match her black and purple dress.

“Ta-ku-mi,” She enunciated every syllable in his name carefully. “Did I say it right?”

“Y-Yeah, that’s right.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you too, Takumi!” She beamed up at him. Geez when Sakura said Elise was friendly she wasn’t kidding. They hadn’t known each other five minutes and she was already chattering away like they’d been friends for decades.

Leo turned up a few minutes later. Takumi caught sight of him down the hall, and he seemed confused as he approached.

“Elise? What are you doing here?”

Did they know each other?

“Aw, Leo! Did you make friends too?”

The Alpha side-eyed him and then shook his head. “Absolutely not. We’re just working on a project together. What are you doing?”

“Xander said I could stay over at Sakura’s tonight! We’re gonna get together with Hana and Effie to do girl stuff!”

“Did you ask father too?”

She pouted. “You know how he is.”

“… Alright, but you need to finish your homework beforehand.”

“Yeah, yeah. Camilla already gave me the lecture. Sakura and I are gonna get it all done before dinner.”

So, Elise was Leo’s little sister? He hadn’t really considered the possibility that Sakura’s new friend was a Windmire, but he supposed it made sense. He’d forgotten about the youngest sibling since she was the grade below him and they’d never had classes together or anything.

It was almost cute watching them; It reminded him a lot of his relationship with Sakura. That didn’t mean Leo wasn’t still a complete asshole, but he supposed even assholes had their moments.

Ryoma finally came down the hall, backpack slung over one shoulder and spinning his keys around his finger.

“Who are your friends?”

“We aren’t friends.” He and Leo said it in unison. Ryoma raised and eyebrow, and Sakura giggled.

“W-We’re just working on a project.” He finished lamely.

His brother shrugged his shoulders, but he was glaring daggers at Leo already. It wasn’t angry, more like don’t you dare fuck with my little brother, asshole. Leo shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

“Alright, well let’s get home.”

He’d never really felt self-conscious about his house before. It wasn’t the biggest, and it certainly wasn’t the nicest. He’d known Hinata and Oboro for so long that none of it mattered because… Well it never had before. He didn’t know much about Leo, but this stuck up pretty boy was probably used to nicer stuff.

Mama couldn’t work because she didn’t have an Alpha to sign off on it. Papa made pretty good money, but after he died they had to cut back and make do on the insurance money. They only owned one car since Mama only left to do errands, and she could do those once they got home from school.

Their house was a standard split-level with three bedrooms and a basement. He and Sakura actually shared a room, and Ryoma and Hinoka did the same. Mama took the smallest room and his older siblings had the master bedroom. The basement was a general family room, with a nice but old flat screen TV, an old Nintendo that he’d found for twenty bucks at a neighbor’s garage sale, and a big sectional couch. The upstairs had a much smaller TV and couch that Mama mainly used to watch the news. Or to stop arguments when everyone wanted to watch something at the same time.

The nicest piece of furniture they owned was probably their dining table. Mama had been saving up for a new one for years because the old one was too small for a family of five, and she liked it when they all ate together. Plus, one or more of their friends usually came over for dinner more often than not and she liked entertaining company. It made the small space a little cramped but Mama always made sure it was clean and overall it was pretty cozy.

They all kicked their shoes off, and Takumi tried not to look at their guests faces when they stepped inside. He wasn’t sure if he could stop himself from punching Leo in the face if he got condescending about it.

“Come on. We can work on our project in my room. Sakura, are you and Elise okay in the living room?”

“Y-Yeah no problem!”

It would be a little too cramped in their small space with four people in there. Usually when they did homework they all set up on the dining room table and did it together. But he didn’t want to disturb Ryoma and Sakura since he and Leo would probably be pretty distracting with their talking.

Mama greeted them at the top of the stairs.

“Perfect timing. Ryoma dear can you give me the keys? I need to go grocery shopping.”

“They’re in the key bowl by the door.”

“Great!” She looked over their two guests. “Are you two going to be staying for dinner?”

“Oh, right! Mama this is Leo, and that’s Sakura’s friend Elise.”

“Nice to meet you Missus Shirasagi.” Leo extended a hand for her to shake.

“Please, you can just call me Mikoto.”

“I don’t know how long Leo and I will be working on our project, but Elise will definitely be here for dinner.”

“Alright I’ll buy a little extra then!” That went without saying, though. Mama always bought extra for guests. She grabbed the keys and headed out, and Takumi led Leo down the hall to his room.

“Takumi!” Ryoma called out to him from the living room.

“What?”

“Leave the door open!”

“Ryoma!” He could feel his face heating up. Gods, like he would ever do anything with this guy!

He left the door open anyways, mostly because it was better than having Ryoma randomly barge in and “need something” like he always did if Takumi shut the door.

There wasn’t a whole lot of room to spread out. Most of the space was taken up by two twin beds. Their room was about ten feet wide, and there was about four feet of open space between the beds. They each had their own nightstand, and there was a dresser shoved in the closet. It was a pretty wide closet, but they had to share. Three of the four dresser drawers belonged to him, but two thirds of the closet belonged to Sakura because she owned so many dresses.

All in all, it was pretty obvious what belonged to whom in the room. Sakura had a lot of decor of her namesake: Her lampshade and bedspread both featured cherry blossom patterns, and she had a variety of little bobbles including a little glass cherry blossom tree that Mama made for her by hand. She also had a few canvasses hanging from the walls with several different designs, one of which featured cherry blossoms once again. Most of it wasn’t her choice, it was just what people bought her for birthdays and Christmas. It was a good thing she liked pink.

His side was a little plainer decor-wise. In addition to his bed and nightstand he also had a bookshelf that was overflowing with books on history and philosophy. There were so many that he’d begun stacking them on top of the shelf as well. On top of those books an old Shogi board was perched, just in case any of his siblings ever wanted to play with him again. They had a few other board games on the top shelf of the closet. Sometimes they had game nights on the weekend, but for the most part they went untouched. His bow and a quiverfull of arrows were currently leaning in the space between the nightstands. He didn’t really have anywhere else for it, since his kendo equipment was underneath the bed and there was no more room in the closet.

“Sorry it’s not very big.” He dropped his backpack on his bed and pulled out his laptop. Mama bought them all the same cheap little chromebook one year for Christmas when they were on sale. It wasn’t the best, but it got the job done.

Leo just shrugged and followed suit. His laptop was bigger, but it also looked pretty old. He brought out the charger as well.

“Got an outlet somewhere? The battery on this damn thing is burnt out.”

Once they were finally set up on the floor he pulled the assignment sheet back out of his folder.

“Alright, looks like we have to discuss the fallout after the civil war. Three pages, double spaced, yadda yadda. And a presentation to the class.”

“You haven’t even read the assignment yet?”

“When was I supposed to read it? Izana gave it to us at the end of class, and I wasn’t going to read it over during gym class!”

“Gods I’m going to fail.” The Alpha muttered under his breath.

“Hey!” Takumi growled. “Would you stop treating me like I’m some ditz! I’m trying to get an A too, you know! So just start the damn powerpoint and I’ll start the paper.”

He flipped his textbook open to the relevant chapter and started scanning for information.

The Alpha sighed. “You’re right. I’m sorry, I’m just used to my partners slacking.”

Well of all the things he’d been expecting, he certainly hadn’t seen an apology coming.

“I-It’s fine. Let’s just get this done so I can actually enjoy this weekend.”

They worked for a solid hour, only talking to ensure that their points matched up. He was probably a third of the way done with the rough draft of their paper, and Leo was about half done with the powerpoint when they were interrupted by Elise entering the room.

“Leeeeooo!” She called from the door.

“What is it, Elise?”

“Can you help me with math?”

“Have you done all of the problems you can solve?”

“Yep! And Sakura helped me with some, but there are a couple we can’t get.”

“And you finished your other subjects?”

“Uh huh! We did those first.”

“Alright, I’ll come help you in a few minutes.”

“Okay!” She skipped back down the hall and sat down with Sakura at the dining room table.

Leo shut his laptop and shoved his books back into his backpack.

“I thought you wanted to get this project done?”

The blonde rolled his eyes. He was just now noticing, but had they always been that color? Or was the dim light in his room playing tricks on his eyes? He hadn’t really been paying attention, but he swore he would have remembered such vivid red eyes.

“This is exactly why I start projects when they’re assigned. We don’t have to do it all today.”

He left all of his things on the floor of Takumi’s room and headed back out into the main living area.

Takumi had managed to get all of his homework done in class today. He was pretty bored in geometry, so he usually did the homework as he was taking notes. Plus with ninety minute classes their teacher usually gave them half of that time for homework. His language class usually made it a point not to assign any homework, and their history class assigned the project in lieu of any real homework. So he decided to take his laptop into the living room and start picking out a movie for tonight. Ryoma had disappeared to somewhere, probably over to Saizo’s house to hang out.

He was actually currently stealing his good friend’s netflix, and with October on the horizon most of the queue was horror movies. It was just easier to stay logged in since they usually hung out at his house. Hinata didn’t usually mind, as long as he didn’t hog it or remove things from his list.

Elise and Sakura really only had two math problems they couldn’t get on their own, and once Leo walked them through the first one they didn’t even need help on the second. He got the sense that this was something Leo did a lot, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t impressed by it. Maybe he wasn’t as stuck up as everyone seemed to imply.

“So,” The Alpha finally spoke directly to him. He’d been so focused on his computer that it startled him. “You like horror movies?”

He shuddered at the thought. Horror movies always made his nightmares so much worse. “No, actually. This is my friend’s account. I take it you do?”

“Mhmm. That’s too bad, I know a few good ones you might enjoy.”

“… Nothing too scary?”

“I suppose that depends on your definition of scary.”

“Hmm… Well I don’t do paranormal. Hard no on anything paranormal. I also don’t really like monsters or ghouls or anything like that.”

“Home invasion?”

“Yeah I think I could do that.” If he were being honest he would have said not in a million years, but he also didn’t want to seem like a complete wuss.

He grinned. “I have the perfect movie. Do you want to watch it on my laptop?”

“W-What? You mean, right now?”

He shrugged. “I’m here, and obviously we’ve both already checked out of this project for today. Besides, I don’t want to leave in case Elise needs me for something else.”

Just then he was saved by the bell – or rather, his mother.

“Takumi! Come help me get the groceries in!”

He hopped up and ran to the car, thankful to get out of that conversation. Maybe he wouldn’t have to watch a horror movie after all.

“Would you like some help with those?” Leo asked, indicating the bags she was carrying. She handed them off to him gratefully and he finished getting them into the kitchen. Then Leo helped him bring in the few bags from the car, and they were done in one trip. He tried to help put things away, but Mama shooed him back out into the living room.

Leo was standing by, waiting for him to get done.

“So, how about it?”

“I don’t know if we have time for a movie. Mama when is dinner?”

“Oh don’t worry about it sweetie. There’s plenty of time for a movie.”

Fuck. Looks like he was doing this.

“Alright, sure. Sakura will probably want the basement so she can get ready for her sleepover, so we can watch it in my room.”

With Ryoma out he could finally shut his door. It wasn’t that he wanted to do anything, he just liked having the privacy. Leo set his laptop up on the bed.

“Turn off the lights.”

“W-What?”

“Come on, it’s a horror movie. You have to set the mood!”

He flicked the lights off and sat down. He tried to keep a respectable distance, but it was hard when they were watching on a laptop. They had three or four inches between their shoulders at best.

It was a little weird, if he was being honest. He’d never had an Alpha on his bed unless it was Hinata or Oboro. He hadn’t realized how weirdly intimate it was until he was sitting with the blonde. His heart was racing, though that was probably just from the movie. Though, by the end of it he was actually clinging to Leo’s arm and hiding his face in the sleeve of the blonde’s hoodie.

They were nearing the end of the movie. By now there had been a few tense moments of this woman trying to escape her would-be killer, and a few jump scares to set his nerves on edge. She was trying to crawl back in her window while the killer chased her, and he had to stop himself from shouting go, go, go, go!

The door to his room slammed open and he screamed. Not a yelp or a cry of surprise, he actually yelled out in terror and hid his face behind the Alpha’s shoulder.

“Takumi?” It was just Ryoma. Apparently he hadn’t been as gone as Takumi thought him.

“Gods, Ryoma! You scared the shit out of me!”

“My apologies. I just wanted to know if you needed anything.”

“Yeah! A new damn pair of underwear! Geez Ryoma, can’t I have the door closed for five minutes without you barging in!”

His brother put his hands up in surrender. “Alright, alright. Finish your movie, mother said that dinner will be ready soon.

As soon as he backed out Leo chuckled. “I didn’t think you would be that scared by this movie!”

“I-I wasn’t scared! He just surprised me is all!” He scooted away from Leo and drew his knees up to his chest.

“Of course, obviously.” Leo nodded. “Alright pay attention. We’re almost at the end.”

They very end of the movie was more action packed and didn’t have as many jump scares, so it was a little easier to get through. She managed to fight off her attacker and call the police in the end. And hey, the cat didn’t even die. When the credits started rolling Leo shut his laptop.

“So, what did you think?”

“The entire plot of this movie could have been avoided if this woman just owned a landline.”

“That’s… Exactly what I always say.”

There was an awkward lull in the conversation. After a moment he finally responded again.

“W-We should get to the dining room. Mama is probably waiting for us.”

He reached for the light, but in the dark he didn’t see the stack of books hanging a few inches over the edge of his bookshelf. He accidentally bumped them and brought the entire pile down.

“Shit!” He muttered. He managed to flick the light on. Only five or six books ended up on the ground, and he quickly picked them up and re-stacked them on the shelf.

“The Stranger?” Leo picked the top paperback off the stack and flipped it over.

“Well aren’t you nosy!” He shot back, defensively. Most people that saw his book collection automatically labelled him a huge nerd, including his older siblings.

“I’ve been trying my hardest not to snoop, but it’s kind of hard not to notice when you’re a complete klutz and knock over piles of books. Besides, it’s one of my favorites, I couldn’t help bringing it up.”

“I actually haven’t finished it yet.” He admitted. “Nihilism isn’t really my thing, and I can’t stand the main character!”

“Really? I think it leans more absurdist myself. How far did you get?”

“Uh, I think I was about half way through part one.”

“You should try again. I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

He took the book from the Alpha and tossed it on his nightstand.

“You know, for a pretty boy you’re kind of a dork.”

He was into philosophy and history? What was next? Would Leo tell him that he’s on the school’s chess team?

“I could say the same of you, Takumi.”

Wait, did Leo just call him pretty? Did he just call Leo pretty? To his face? Oh gods, like he needed another reason to go red as a tomato. He hurried past the Alpha and took his seat at the table with the rest of his family and Elise. There were seven places set at the table. Ryoma was sitting on one end, Mama on the other, and Elise, Sakura, and Hinoka on one side. That left two places on the other for he and Leo to sit. He took his usual seat nearest Mama, but Leo hung back a moment. He checked his watch.

“Actually I think it’s time I headed home.”

He wasn’t about to stop Leo, though he was a little disappointed. He’d just found out that they had so much in common, and he’d been kind of hoping that they could chat more.

“Please stay for dinner at least! Sakura was just telling me about how helpful you’ve been, it’s the least I can do.”

He looked conflicted, but he ultimately sat down.

“Thank you, ma’am.”

Mama smiled at him, then leaned over and whispered conspiratorially in his ear.

“Is this the boy you’ve been complaining about? He’s so polite!”

“Mama please!” His face was already red enough from that earlier pretty boy comment.

“So, Leo.” Oh gods. Ryoma was going to do this to him? Tonight? “You’re working on a project with Takumi?”

“That’s right.”

“Uh huh. How’s your GPA?”

“Ryoma…” He muttered under his breath.

“I have a perfect GPA, actually.”

“Good, good… Because, you know, my brother doesn’t waste his time with stupid men.”

“Ryoma!” He growled. Mama patted him on the arm.

“Now come on Ryoma, he’s our guest. There’s no need for this.” Yet. He could hear it in her voice. Gods, had his entire family gone crazy?

The rest of dinner went pretty normally, aside from Ryoma’s incessant what-are-your-intentions-with-my-brother grilling. When it was over he helped Mama clear the table, and Leo excused himself.

“I really must get going.”

“Do you live far? I can drive you home, if you’d like?” Mama called out from the kitchen. She was in the middle of doing the dishes, and Ryoma was helping her dry.

“It’s not far.” He answered quickly. “Really, I’d prefer to walk.”

“Alright. It was nice meeting you!”

Ryoma was just glaring daggers at him over her shoulder. Takumi pushed him toward the stairs and followed him into the entryway.

“Uh, sorry about him.”

Leo just shrugged. “Believe me, I’ve seen worse. Why don’t we get together on Sunday to finish the project?”

“Y-Yeah, sure. Sounds good.”

“I’ll text you.”

He headed out and Takumi shut the door behind him. It was still pretty warm out, but he hoped Leo didn’t have to walk too far. It was starting to get dark, and it looked like it might rain later that night.

All in all he was no longer absolutely dreading seeing Leo again. Hell, he was a completely different person than he usually was in school! He’d even called Mama ‘ma’am’!

He headed back upstairs to see if any more help was needed. Sakura and Elise had long since retreated into the basement to get things set up, and Hana and Effie would probably be there soon.

“Your friend seemed nice.” Mama was just finishing up the dishes and wiping her hands on a nearby towel.

“I don’t like him.” Ryoma slammed a plate down in the cupboard a little harder than usual.

He rolled his eyes. “You don’t have to like him, Ryoma. We’re just doing a class project together. Besides, he hates me anyways.”

It was true. Just because he was polite didn’t mean he liked Takumi. He was probably just minding his manners for once.

“Oh I don’t know about that, sweetie. The two of you seemed to get on just fine.” She had this glint in her eye.

“I told you, Mama, it’s not like that.”

“Good.” Ryoma muttered under his breath.

Gods, what a pain! He loved his brother, but he could be too overprotective sometimes. Heck, he still glared daggers at Hinata, and they’d been friends since they were five!

“I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

He spent the rest of the night watching dumb youtube videos to try and shake the horror movie from his mind.

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Saturday went by pretty uneventfully. He and Hinata went to kendo practice in the morning and then they spent the rest of the day bumming around the park while the weather was still warm. Then later that night Oboro came over for their regular movie night.

Hinata hooked his laptop into the TV and started flicking through the movies. He and Oboro were already sitting on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn between them.

“So how did working on your project with Mister Prissy-pants go yesterday?”

“Actually, not terribly. It was, uh, actually kind of fun.”

Both of his friends stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

“Woah, hold the phone. You had fun. With Leo?”

“I mean… Look, he was still kind of a dick but I don’t know. We have a lot in common, and he was actually really sweet with Mama and his sister.”

Hinata whistled. “Well looks like it’s the end of the world everybody. Oboro, do you still have that zombie invasion action plan we wrote up?”

She shoved him. “Who said it was going to be a zombie invasion?”

“Who said it wasn’t?”

He was thankful that they didn’t push the subject, at least. Mama had been giving him that look ever since and Ryoma kept pulling him aside to have the talk. Just the memory of it made him shudder, and he was glad that Hinoka needed him for something before he could really get into it.

“I know you don’t like them, but can we please watch a horror movie? I know of a really good zombie flick now that you mention it!” Hinata urged.

Zombie movies, strangely enough, didn’t really bother him. Maybe because he knew how unlikely a zombie apocalypse was, and most of the movies were pretty bad anyways.

“Fine. But no more until Halloween!”

He started playing the movie and sat down on the couch next to Oboro. They were only about ten minutes in when he got distracted by a text from Leo.

Hey, sorry but I’m not going to be able to meet tomorrow.

What? Why?

Some family stuff came up. Sorry, we can talk about it more on Monday?

Alright, just don’t go tanking my grade with your slacking.

“Hey!” Oboro snapped her fingers. “Eyes on the screen!”

“Sorry, sorry!” He shut his phone off and set it aside.

He was a little disappointed. Maybe Leo got scared off by his family after all? But still, they could have met up at the library or something. He just hoped his overbearing brother wasn’t about to be the reason he failed a class.

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After awhile he started wondering what exactly came up to stop Leo from working on their project. Just three days ago he’d been so insistent that they get the project done immediately, but now he was delaying?

Though, it didn’t take him long to figure out what had happened. He walked into third period, and the first thing he noticed was the blonde in the second row. His left eye was swollen and bruised up. Takumi took his seat and set his backpack down.

“Geez, what happened?”

“Oh this? It’s nothing.” He brushed it off. He didn’t seem interested in talking about it, so he dropped it. Whatever it was, it wasn’t pleasant.

“… Did you want to get the rest of this project done today? I was thinking we could go to the library after school.”

“Yeah, sure. Sound’s good.”

He couldn’t pay attention for the rest of class. He knew it wasn’t any of his business, but he couldn’t help speculating. What the hell happened? Heck, he wouldn’t be at all surprised if Ryoma hunted him down after he left their house. Not that it’d happened, he could think of plenty of people that would want to punch Leo in the face.

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They decided to head to the library separately after school. Takumi arrived first. It was a pretty big library, and they’d agreed to meet near the back. There was a section specifically designed for teens to hang around in. There were a few tables, some computers, and a couple of board games, TVs, and even a game console. He didn’t usually come back to this section, but it was the most recognizable one so he’d picked it on a whim.

He was currently sitting at the chess table they had back there. He didn’t really have anything to do until Leo got there, and his phone was running low on battery so he was absentmindedly moving the pieces around.

There wasn’t really anyone else around, so he perked up immediately once Leo came in.

The Alpha nodded at the board. “You play?”

“Oh gods, you are a chess nerd. I knew it.”

Leo shrugged and dropped his backpack on the ground next to his chair. “My father used to play with me when I was a kid.”

“That’s nice.”

“Yeah, it was… Do you want to play a game?”

“Sure, but I’m not that good. I prefer shogi.”

“Show-gee? Is that like chess?”

“Yeah, a bit.”

As it turned out, Leo was quite good. He won pretty easily, and as much as he wanted to let his competitive spirit out he pushed his chair out and moved to one of the tables.

“You don’t want to play another game?”

“Oh believe me, I’m going to kick your ass in the future. But Mama wants me home for dinner so we should probably work on the project.”

They managed to finish up their project over the next two hours of working. He finished the paper, Leo finished the powerpoint, and then they swapped to proof read. He was pretty happy with the work overall, but he did veto some of Leo’s color choices for the slides.

When they were done he packed up his things, and Leo did the same.

“Would you like me to walk you home?”

He didn’t live too far from the library. It was about half way between their high school and his house. All together it would be about a fifteen minute walk from there to his house, but Mama and Ryoma wouldn’t usually let him walk anywhere by himself. They lived in an okay neighborhood, but they definitely bordered on a bad part of town. Another fifteen minutes of walking past his house and there was nothing but ramshackle ranch houses and trailers. He’d originally planned to call up Ryoma or Hinoka to get a ride, but it was a nice day, and if he had Leo with him…

“Are you sure? I can get a ride?”

“Don’t worry about it, it’s on my way.”

“Y-Yeah, sure.”

It would be nice to get some time to talk without his family or school projects getting in the way. He was vaguely aware of the fact that he was actually starting to like Leo. But hey, how couldn’t he? It was like someone reached into his head, pulled out all of his favorite things, and stuffed them into the body of a tall, pretty Alpha. And those eyes? Gods, those piercing, red eyes. It almost wasn’t fair.

He found out that they had even more in common on the walk home. His favorite food was beef stew, which was kind of like a soup. Though it was second only in his heart to tomatoes. Takumi had brought up the subject accidentally, and Leo had begun rambling on about them.

“… And when you bite into them! Gods it’s divine!”

“Woah, hold up. You eat raw tomatoes?”

“Yes, don’t you?”

“No. Actually, I don’t think anyone does.”

“You’re missing out.”

He scrunched up his nose. “Gross.”

Leo gently nudged him as they walked. “Hey, don’t make fun. Someday I’m going to have a garden full of just tomato plants. Then you’ll see.”

Takumi pushed him back, just a little harder. “Don’t be such a weirdo, then!”

Those fifteen minutes almost went by too fast, and before he knew it they were standing at his front door. He didn’t really want to say goodbye, but Ryoma would probably just embarrass the hell out of him, and if he didn’t come home for dinner Mama would be upset.

“So I’ll uh, see you in class tomorrow?”

“Couldn’t miss it if I wanted to.” He answered dryly. It was one of those jokes that wasn’t really a joke, the kind Takumi couldn’t help laughing at.

Leo waited for him to get inside the house before he left.

“Takumi? I thought you were going to call for a ride? You didn’t walk home alone, did you?”

“No Mama, Leo walked with me.”

“Really, he did?”

He rolled his eyes. “He was just being polite. He said it was on his way anyways.”

“Is it?”

He shrugged. He’d just taken Leo’s word for it but he didn’t check to see if the Alpha had turned back the way they came or not.

“I’m going to finish up the rest of my homework. Do you need anything?”

“No I’m fine dear. Dinner in an hour.”

Ryoma and Sakura had long since finished their homework, but Hinoka was still sitting at the dining room table when he put his backpack down. She’d probably just walked home from practice and taken a shower – Mama always made her take a shower before dinner so she didn’t stink up the place.

He loved Hinoka, but he didn’t really get to spend that much time with her. Once she got to high school most of her free time was spent either at practice or hanging out with her teammates. That, and she and Ryoma were quite close. Pretty much anything he shared with her got passed on to his brother, whether he wanted it to be or not. He supposed it made sense, he was far closer to Sakura and they were far closer to each other, but it made it much harder to relate to her.

“So…” She opened up the conversation. “Leo?”

“Oh gods, not you too!”

“Hey, I’m not judging! I think it’s great that you’re getting along! He’s a good kid.”

“He’s sixteen, he’s not a kid. And how would you know what he’s like?”

She shrugged. “Just the impression I got from him at dinner. And sometimes his sister helps out at bake sales and things for the team. She talks about him a lot.”

He did vaguely recall a busty, purple haired Alpha coming by a few times in the past to see Hinoka. She hadn’t been around long enough for him to register the connection, but now that he thought about it he did hear quite a bit about Camilla. Mostly jealous rumors from the girls in his grade, or the guys bemoaning how she only ever seemed to flirt with other girls.

“Well you don’t have to go running to Ryoma. Like I told him, we’re just doing our class projects together.”

“Alright little brother. I believe you.”

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The due date for their first project came and went. They got an A, obviously, and strangely enough Takumi couldn’t wait for the next one. He and Leo worked well together, and it was nice having a project partner that didn’t distract the hell out of him for once.

In the meantime, they started spending more and more time together. In addition to his Saturday movie nights with Hinata and Oboro, he and Leo had a Friday movie night now too. Sometimes they watched them in his room, sometimes the basement. They’d begun switching off between B horror movies and terrible sci-fi flicks. Sometimes they didn’t watch a movie at all, they just played video games or a board game or just talked.

It was a few days before Thanksgiving, so they’d decided to have their movie night after school on that Tuesday instead. Though they’d never gotten around to picking a movie. His computer was lying a few feet away, HDMI cable plugged in and idling on the Netflix home screen.

He was lying down on one end of the couch, knees bent, and Leo was on the other. Their legs were just barely close enough to touch.

“What do you guys do for Thanksgiving?”

“Nothing really.”

“Really? Nothing?”

“Father hates holidays.”

“Your father sounds like a dick.”

The Alpha snorted. “You don’t know the half of it.”

He’d been wondering for awhile. Leo never talked about his family, or at least he didn’t talk about his dad. Over the past few months he’d been slowly piecing some things together, but the picture was still frustratingly incomplete.

“… Hey Leo?”

“Yeah?”

“You remember that black eye you had a few months ago?”

“What about it?”

“… How did you get it?”

He immediately regretted asking. Leo sat up, and Takumi mirrored him.

“I’m sorry. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

Leo just shrugged. “Why bother hiding it? My father isn’t exactly the most even tempered guy. He kind of flipped his lid when Elise came home that Saturday morning. Kept ranting about how she was whoring around with Alphas – I guess he smelled your siblings on her. I tried to stop him from throwing her out.”

“Oh… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It is what it is.”

Takumi scooted closer to him. He didn’t really know what to say, so he did what he always did when one of his siblings was upset. He hugged him. The Alpha seemed surprised, but he didn’t pull away.

Leo smelled nice. Like a forest on a sunny, warm day. Like dirt and grass and… honeysuckle? It was a lot to take in at once. And he was so warm and his skin was so soft…

Footsteps pounded down the stairs, and he pushed the Alpha away quickly just before Ryoma could see them. Leo scooted back quickly and he turned to his computer screen so Ryoma wouldn’t suspect anything.

“Are you two doing okay down here?”

“Get out of here, Ryoma! Mama told you not to bug us!”

He was trying to hide his blushing face from his brother, but it was a losing battle. He might have been mistaken, but he thought he saw a small tint to Leo’s cheeks too.

“As long as the two of you are… getting along.” He gave Leo the I hope you aren’t fucking around down here look before he went back upstairs. Gods, he was only fifteen, why did Ryoma not trust him to keep his hormones in check?

“A-Anyways… Do you want to spend Thanksgiving here? I’m sure Mama won’t mind, she always makes too much food.”

“You don’t have to be nice to me just because of my father.”

“It’s not because of that! I would have invited you, anyways. Geez, who doesn’t have a holiday celebration?”

“… I’ll think about it. And thanks for the offer.”

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He’d been friends with Hinata and Oboro for a long time. They were both Alphas, but he’d never felt anything special for them. He’d never gotten butterflies in his stomach thinking about them, and he’d never spent hours going through his closet to find the right outfit before he saw them. But here he was, Thanksgiving morning, doing exactly that.

He tried to justify it. Well we’ve never had guests before. At least, no guests that weren’t Hinata, Oboro, or one of his siblings’ friends.

But then wasn’t Leo just one of his friends, too?

Mama was okay with him coming over, just like he knew she would be. Ryoma was less than thrilled, something about how he was “too young to be dating”. Whatever, he’d get over it. He and Leo weren’t even dating. He wasn’t even sure if the Alpha liked him.

He pulled at least five things out of the closet and laid them over the bed. He was staring at them hopelessly when Sakura came into the room. She was already dressed for the day in an oversized orange sweater-dress and some plain black leggings. She even had a pair of matching orange slippers and a matching headband and gods he’d never envied girls for having so many cute clothing options, but he was right now.

“A-Are you trying to look good for Leo?”

“Help.”

He’d never in a million years admit to crushing on someone to his older siblings, but Sakura was different.

“J-Just be yourself! I’m s-sure he likes you just the way you are!”

“Yeah, but I still want to look nice! But I also don’t want to look like I’m trying to look nice, you know?” He’d been wearing sweatpants and plain v-neck t-shirts the last couple of times they’d hung out. He couldn’t help himself, it’d been Friday! That was his comfy day!

“A-Alright, let me see what I can do.” She giggled.

It wasn’t too far off what he’d normally wear, in the end. She pulled out one of his usual black v-necks and a pair of jeans, but she also managed to dig out an old button down that he was pretty sure he’d gotten as a hand-me-down from Ryoma. The sleeves were a little long, so he just rolled them up to the elbows and left the front unbuttoned.

The only accessory he really owned an extensive collection of was hair ribbons. Mama usually bought him the same thing for every birthday or Christmas: A book and a hair ribbon. He loved both, so he wasn’t complaining. Sakura found a plain orange one to match the Thanksgiving theme and he quickly tied his hair up with it.

With that all sorted, they spent most of the rest of the day cooking with Mama while Ryoma and Hinoka cleaned up. They didn’t really do the traditional American thanksgiving, instead Mama tried to cook everyone’s favorite foods. There was almost always miso soup for him, salmon for Ryoma, and pickled vegetables for Hinoka along with rice, duck, a salad, and some stir-fried vegetables. She also made tea, and Sakura’s favorite mochi for dessert.

It was a pretty big task to cook it all, and they always had a ton of leftovers. Mama joked that she was glad they were finally old enough to help her out, since she used to do all of it by herself.

Hinoka popped her head in around four o’clock.

“How many places should we set?”

“Hmm… I think we’ll be having nine?”

“Nine? Who all is coming?”

“Well there’s the five of us, Leo and Elise makes seven… And since they’re coming I told them to just invite their whole family, so Xander and Camilla makes nine.”

He heard Ryoma groan from the living room. “You invited Xander?”

“Well I wasn’t going to invite everyone but Xander! That would be rude, Ryoma!” She yelled back.

He’d considered inviting Oboro and Hinata as well, but Oboro was travelling to visit family this year and Hinata’s parents were inviting over some relatives so he had to be at home. Plus, he’d avoided having Leo meet his friends thus far. Not that he was embarrassed of them or anything, he just wasn’t sure how well they’d all get along.

Everyone arrived around five, and he ran down to get the door before Ryoma could jump at it. Only Camilla, Leo, and Elise were at the door, and the eldest was holding a bottle of something. It was lightly snowing outside, so he ushered them in quickly.

“Thank you so much for inviting us, dear!” She handed over the bottle.

“Yeah, no problem. Make yourselves at home.” He hung their coats up on the nearby coat rack. Camilla and Elise ran upstairs, but Leo hung back with him.

He pulled the bottle out of the bag to get a better look at it.

“Sake? Where did you guys even get this?” As far as he knew, none of them were of age. Well, Xander might be eighteen, but he wasn’t there.

“Father won’t miss one bottle. He doesn’t even like sake, it’s just been sitting around the house.”

He shrugged. Mama sometimes drank sake, and usually she would let them have a taste around the holidays. He just put it on the kitchen counter and started getting down the serving dishes for the food. Camilla wandered in a few minutes later.

“Is there anything at all I can help with?”

He’d never seen an Alpha offer to help with kitchen stuff, but there was a first time for everything. Ryoma and Hinoka would usually help out, but only if directly asked.

“Oh don’t worry about it. You’re a guest! Besides, we’re almost done here. Just go take a seat, dinner will be in a few minutes.”

He caught a few snippets of conversation as he and Sakura carried dishes out to the table. Mainly Hinoka and Camilla discussing what the baseball season would look like come spring. Ryoma occasionally added to the conversation, but overall it was nothing he was too interested in. Elise must have been in the bathroom, and Leo was boredly sitting at the table. It didn’t take long to get everything on the table, so when it was all ready he took his usual seat next to Leo.

“Won’t Xander be joining us?”

“I’m afraid he had to work, actually.” Camilla answered. Mama took the empty plate away and he, Leo, and Hinoka all shifted over a little to make things even. He ended up sitting directly across from Sakura, Leo was in front of Elise, and Hinoka was facing Camilla.

“This all looks wonderful ma’am! I hope you had some help!” Camilla added as they began passing things around the table.

“Yes, Takumi and Sakura are quite the little chefs now!” She laughed. “I remember when they were little they tried to help cook and they nearly burnt the house down! Little Takumi came sprinting down the hall, hair singed to drag me out of bed… And what do I find in the kitchen? Ryoma and Hinoka standing over a smoking pan and Sakura crying in the corner!”

They all laughed about it now, but he remembered that year all too well. That was the year Papa died. He was maybe five? Mama didn’t get out of bed for weeks unless it was to take care of them, and little seven year old Ryoma thought it might help cheer her up if they cooked for her. Of course they were kids so none of them knew how to cook. It got her out of bed, though. It was easy to laugh at in retrospect, but at the time it had probably shocked her back into being alive and a mother.

But it wasn’t really the time for such discussions, so he laughed along.

“Mama kept the knives out of reach and I wanted to make soup. So I just dumped whole vegetables into a pot of water. Didn’t even turn the stove on. I thought her head was going to explode!”

“Kids just do the strangest things, don’t they?” Camilla added. Though, wasn’t she still a kid herself? “When we were little Elise wanted to play princesses, and unfortunately poor Leo was the only one around at the time. Elise dressed them both up in mother’s clothes and used up every last bit of her makeup! By the end they both looked like something straight out of a clown horror movie!”

“Oh? Is that where the love of headbands stems from?” He teased, nudging Leo’s foot under the table. The Alpha scoffed.

“Coming from the guy with a collection of hair ribbons.”

“Hey, don’t knock ‘em. Do you even know how hard it is to use scrunchies when you have all of this hair?”

“Why not just cut it?”

He mock-gasped. “Blasphemy.”

Leo kicked him playfully under the table, and he laughed.

Thankfully, it ended up being a very bearable holiday. Ryoma didn’t spend half of dinner re-grilling Leo like he usually did when the Alpha came over, and his brother even seemed to get along with Camilla. Plus, after dinner they all went down to the basement to watch dumb holiday movies. It was a pretty big couch, but with eight people was still a squeeze. So, naturally in the interest of making space he had to get as close to Leo as possible.

He wasn’t on top of him or anything, but he was practically glued to his side. They also didn’t have too many blankets in the basement, so he and Leo had to share. About half way through the movie the overwhelming scent of honeysuckle and grass and Leo was starting to get to his head, and he was getting antsy. They didn’t normally sit this close when they were alone, and his Alpha scent was doing very weird things to his hormones.

He started fidgeting with his hands, scratching his nails down the leg of his jeans or tapping his fingers. Leo tapped the back of his hand with his knuckles. He froze, and once he was still the Alpha grabbed his hand and laced their fingers together under the blanket.

He was at a complete loss for words. At no point did Leo’s eyes leave the screen, but he did squeeze his hand when Takumi looked over at him from the corner of his eye. He felt like he was about to explode. Leo was holding his hand. He could have died happy then and there.

When they left he was on top of the moon. Maybe Leo did like him back. He was so giddy he could barely get to sleep.

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He was hopeful when he returned to school the following week, but the Alpha didn’t seem keen on acknowledging that anything had happened. He didn’t bring it up, and it certainly didn’t happen again. Even when they were completely alone in his basement.

He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting to happen after Thanksgiving, but it certainly wasn’t nothing. They finished their last two projects together, and they kept their regular Friday night hangouts, but nothing happened.

Tomorrow was their last day before the end of the semester. He and Sakura were already in their pajamas and ready for bed, but they weren’t sleeping just yet. He was lying face down with his head buried in the pillow, and she was sitting on the end of his bed with him.

“I don’t know Sakura, maybe I’m an idiot. I thought he liked me.”

“Maybe he does? I m-mean, he did hold your hand.”

“But that was a month ago! Why hasn’t he done anything else? I thought he’d ask me out or try to kiss me or something, but he’s acting like nothing happened!”

“W-Why don’t you ask him out then?”

“Are you crazy? What if he said no? Gods it’d be so embarrassing!”

“Maybe he’s j-just waiting until the end of the semester?”

He looked up from his pillow. She had a look to her that immediately set something off in his head.

“Sakura… Do you know something?”

She giggled. It wouldn’t be unusual… She was friends with Leo’s little sister, and Elise was becoming notorious for being a bit of a blabber mouth. Sakura got up and scurried back to her bed.

“C-Come on, it’s late. Worry about it t-tomorrow.”

It didn’t make him feel better, but it did give him a little hope.

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He waited anxiously for third period. It was the last day of classes before winter break, so most teachers didn’t have anything for them to do. He had his Geometry final in the morning, but that was about it. He hadn’t even bothered studying because even if he completely failed he’d still be getting an A in the class. Third period they were just doing presentations for their final projects, and he and Leo had already presented theirs.

Leo leaned over to him when he sat down in class.

“Hey… Can you wait for me after school? I want to ask you something.”

His heart was already pounding, but now it was doing double time.

“O-Okay.”

The rest of the day couldn’t go by fast enough. He barely even touched his lunch, and Hinata spent the entire time teasing him about his “future boyfriend”. He didn’t want to get his hopes up too high. For all he knew Leo wanted to talk about something completely unrelated.

When the end of the day came he anxiously waited by the exit for Leo. Ryoma still had to drive them home, but he hoped that his brother wouldn’t show up and kill the moment until after Leo had asked him whatever he was going to ask him.

The Alpha was with one of his friends, the white-haired one with the eyepatch. They looked like they were debating something, and eventually Leo gave an exasperated sigh. His friend apparently got his way, at least if his giddy look was any indication. The other Alpha sniggered and pushed the blonde his way.

“Hey, Leo!” He tried to be casual, but his excitement was bleeding through in his voice.

“Hey, uh… Look this is going to sound stupid, but Niles wanted me to ask…”

“Uh huh?”

“I was just wondering…”

“Yeah?” He tried not to get his hopes up, but damn were his hopes up.

Leo sighed.

“How much would it be?”

“For what?”

“For you to blow me in the bathroom.”

He had no words. He just gaped at the Alpha for a minute, and finally stuttered out an “Excuse me?”

Ryoma was less calm about it. He’d apparently been coming down the hall behind Leo, and unfortunately for the blonde Alpha he’d heard the whole thing. His backpack thunked to the ground behind him. Leo’s eyes widened as Ryoma grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him around.

“What makes you think that you can talk to my brother like that?”

“W-Woah, hey hold on-”

But he didn’t get to finish his sentence. Ryoma punched him straight in the mouth. Leo recoiled, then bolted in the opposite direction. His brother tried to run after him, but Takumi grabbed him by the arm.

“Ryoma no!”

“You’re just going to let him disrespect you like that? I know you like him, but come on Takumi!”

“He’s not worth it. You only have one semester left until graduation, do you really want to get suspended or worse?”

That seemed to level his head. He took a deep breath, then picked his backpack up off of the floor.

“Come on. We’d better get home before I change my mind.”

The drive home was a quiet one. As soon as they were home he dropped his backpack in the entryway.

“Hey how was school?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” He called over his shoulder and ran up to his room. Mama tried to follow him, but he slammed the door and curled up in bed.

What an asshole! Just when he’d started actually liking Leo, he goes and acts like every other Alpha! Was that all he was to these people? A set of fucking holes? They had so much in common, they’d had so much fun together over the past few months, but all he cared about was getting his knot swallowed? Fuck it, he was never talking to another Alpha ever again. They could all shove it, for what he cared. He’d just die alone.

He’d just resigned himself to wallowing in self-pity when there was a soft knock on the door.

“Not now, Mama.”

She came in anyways and sat down on the end of his bed.

“Ryoma told me what happened. Do you want to talk about it?”

He sat up and let her wrap an arm around his shoulders. He buried his face in her shirt and just let the tears loose.

“I thought he r-really liked me! I’m s-such an idiot!”

“Shh, it’s okay baby. There’ll be other Alphas.”

“They’re all the same! They’re just looking for somewhere to stick their dicks!”

“You’re still young. There’ll be other Alphas. I didn’t meet your father until I was in my twenties.”

“Yeah, but Papa wasn’t awful!”

She let him cry it out, until his chest hurt and his eyes were dry and he was sniffling and hiccuping. It probably took a good three hours, but she didn’t leave his side. She just held him and waited. Only once he’d cried himself dry did she speak up again.

“Why don’t I take you all out for dinner?”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Consider it a reward for your good grades?”

“We haven’t even gotten our report cards back.”

“But I know you all did wonderfully. Come on, it’ll be fun. You can have all the miso soup you want!”

“… Alright. Thanks, Mama.”

He blew his nose and washed his face off. His eyes were still a little red and puffy still, but he grabbed his coat anyways.

Everyone else was already ready to go. Ryoma must have filled them in too because Sakura ran over and gave him a hug as soon as he got to the living room.

They almost always went to the same restaurant when they went out for dinner. It was a little Japanese place on the other side of town. Mama liked to go there sometimes because that was where she and Papa met when she used to waitress there. The food was pretty good, and they ran special all-you-can-eat sushi deals so they could get a lot for pretty cheap. Plus, Mama got a discount.

Everyone tried their best to keep it light. He ate about five bowls of miso soup, and by the end of it he was feeling a lot better. He even managed to smile at a few of Hinoka’s dumb jokes.

By the time they were done it was snowing pretty hard outside, and it took them awhile to get home in the blizzard. It was already pitch black outside, but when they pulled up to the house there was someone sitting clearly on their front stoop. He caught a flash of blonde hair as their lights went past, and he heard Ryoma swear from the front seat.

“That bastard!”

Mama pushed him inside the house as soon as they were in the garage. Takumi tried to follow her, but she stopped him.

“Just go talk to him, sweetheart.”

“But Mama–”

“I understand, just ask if he wants a ride home. I’d send your brother to do it but…”

He rolled his eyes and pulled his scarf over his nose. Leo stood up when he saw him come out of the garage. His lip was busted and bloody, and he was shivering but otherwise he seemed fine. He brushed off a fine dusting of snow from his shoulders.

“Takumi I–”

“Don’t.”

“Look, I understand if you don’t want to talk to me, and after I say this I’ll leave if you want me to.”

“Fine. What are you doing here?”

“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry?”

“Yes.”

“Why? Why would you say that to me in the first place?”

“It was just a stupid dare. I was going to apologize afterwards, but your brother kind of decked me and I wanted to avoid being beaten to a bloody pulp.”

He shook his head. “You don’t get it! It isn’t funny! Do you know how many times I’ve had Alphas seriously say that kind of stuff to me?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that you would be so hurt by it, I thought it would just be a dumb, harmless joke. There’s no excuse, and all I can do is apologize.”

He was shivering like crazy now, and his cheeks and nose were bright red. He must have been standing out there for awhile if he was in such a shape. He knew Alphas ran a little warmer, but Leo’s coat wasn’t very thick to begin with and he didn’t have a hat, gloves, or scarf.

He let out an exasperated sigh and grabbed the Alpha by the wrist.

“You’re going to freeze to death out here, come on.”

He dragged him into the house. Ryoma was already waiting for them in the foyer.

“What is he doing here?”

“Don’t start, Ryoma.”

Takumi pulled him into his room and swapped Leo’s coat out for one of his thick wool blankets. He tossed his own coat and scarf aside and sat down next to the Alpha on the bed.

“… Thank you.”

“You looked so pathetic out there.”

Leo chuckled. “I must have just missed you, I’ve been waiting for an hour.”

An hour? It must have been ten below out there!

He bumped him with his shoulder. “You’re an idiot. Why didn’t you just text me?”

“Because I felt like an ass, and my father took my phone away when he saw the split lip.”

“Still, it could have waited until tomorrow. You could have frozen to death.”

“But I didn’t.”

“No, I guess you didn’t.”

Leo shivered under the blanket. He pulled one half of the oversized blanket over his shoulder and scooted closer. Leo’s skin was cold to the touch, and now that they were in the light he could see his lips had been turning a bit blue. His blonde hair was dripping as the snow melted off of it, but he rested his head on Leo’s wet shoulder anyways.

“Takumi?”

“Yeah?”

“I wanted to ask you something, too. I mean, I meant to ask you something after I completed Niles’s stupid dare.”

His heart was beating out of his chest. “What was it?”

“I wanted to know if you would go out with me? I mean, the theater is doing some showings of old documentaries and I thought you might want to go with me… But I understand if you don’t want to, after all of this.”

“Y-You mean like… On a date?”

“Well… Yes, that was the intention?”

He’d been waiting for this for months now. And, in spite of the events of the day he was still ecstatic.

“… Swear you’ll never talk to me like that again?”

“For as long as I live.”

Leo didn’t hesitate in his response. So, neither did he.

“Alright, but you’re on probation. And you’re buying the popcorn to make it up to me.”

“Of course, I am a gentleman after all.”

“A gentleman that asks Omegas to choke on his dick?”

“Not all Omegas, just the ones I like.”

He laughed in spite of himself.

“Well, good luck getting Ryoma to like you after that one.”

“Baby steps, Takumi. Baby steps.”

#Leokumi #fanfiction #Omegaverse #High School AU #Alpha!Leo #Omega!Takumi

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BLCD 2018: June Releases

Legends:

✓ - have

💡 - interested

✘ - not interested (but will probably still listen to)

🙏 - dying for

1. Suki ni Nanka Natte Tamaruka ✓

Release Date: 2018/06/11

Cast: Yamanaka Masahiro x Terashima Kota

Synopsis: Ladies-man Yagi Keigo gets the boot for sleeping with his boss’ girlfriend. If that wasn’t unlucky enough, he also gets chased out by the woman he’s freeloading on so he’s now unemployed and homeless. Herein comes his old classmate, Tachibana Masafumi, to save the day. Not only does he offer him a place to stay, he also gives him a part time job at his company which makes adult goods for women. “This was the perfect job yet!”, Keigo thought but, he’ll soon find out that there’s more to this job than he’d imagine.

2. Closed World - Brightness - ✓

Release Date: 2018/06/13

Cast: Shirai Yuusuke x Shirai Yuusuke NANI???!!!

Synopsis: Yuuri’s the son of the esteemed Hoshikawa family and Gouka serves as his guardian/caretaker. Homeboy Gouka has been Yuuri’s knight and shining armor since the young master was a wee lad and always helps him fall asleep since the latter cannot sleep alone. As time passed by and Yuuri grew, Gouka couldn’t help but be enchanted by the boy’s developing appeal so he decides to lay off his nightly duties. Yuuri craves for human warmth so when Gouka stops coming to help him fall asleep, he seeks that warmth from other men instead. Y’all know what this leads to right? 😂

3. Kachou Fuugetsu Mini Drama CD Dear+ ✘

Release Date: 2018/06/14

Cast: Morikawa Toshiyuki x Matsuoka Yoshitsugu

Synopsis: Desc in the title ^^

4. Boku no Omawari-san ✓

Release Date: 2018/06/22

Cast: Furukawa Makoto x Shingaki Tarusuke AAAAHHH TAKABAxUTOU???!!!

But let me just say that they did good in casting Shingaki Tarusuke for this ‘cause he’s got the “you have no future with me” drama down to a T 👌

Synopsis: Seiji Tajima is a single, forty-something shop owner who's close friends with police officer Shin Nakamoto. Shin, who's just been assigned a patrol in Seiji's neighborhood, has known the older man since he was in high school - back when Seiji himself worked in the police force. Shin's harbored a crush on Seiji for years, but has convinced himself that their relationship is as good as it gets - until one day out of the blue, Seiji casually mentions the possibility of trying his luck with men... His simmering feelings suddenly brought to the boil, Shin shoves Seiji up against the wall, and...

From the author of the hit comic "An Innocent Puppy Meets a Two-Faced Cat" comes a new spin-off! Can Shin, who's held a 10-year-long torch for the (too) laid-back Seiji, win in this game of love? (Renta!)

5. Remnant - Kemonohito Omegaverse - Mini Drama CD ✓

Release Date: 2018/06/22

Cast: Kawahara Yoshihisa x Satou Takuya

Synopsis: Desc in the title ^^

6. Raveled Tightrope Knot Bangaihen ✘

Release Date: 2018/06/23

Cast: Shirai Yuusuke x Masuda Toshiki

Synopsis: Raveled Tightrope Knot Bangaihen. (literally the title lol)

7. Koisuru Son of a Bitch ✓ WHAT A FUCKING TITLE HAHAHA

Release Date: 2018/06/27

Cast: Nakajima Yoshiki x Shirai Yusuke

Synopsis: College student Harumi was brought up by his wealthy family as a serious man but, will he be able to keep himself in his comfort zone forever? One fateful day, he happens to stumble upon Minoru’s half-conscious body in the streets.

“You can fuck me all you want later but, let me stay over first!”

8. Tada no Classmate Kara Koibito ni Naru Tatta no Hitotsu no Houhou Method.2 Hitomebore to Hatsukoi no Baii ✓

Release Date: 2018/06/27

Cast: Maeno Tomoaki x Nakajima Yoshiki

Ughhhh Maeno’s gonna be an S here and I’m not usually into that type of seme and I greatly prefer him being a little tsun (read: Kudo) but what the heck, I’m Maeno trash anyway. 😂

Synopsis: The same age, the same classroom, and crossing gazes - won’t you stay tune into these students’ love?

Inukai Mahiro transfers schools and into Momose Kotarou’s class early in April. Inukai catches sight of Momose sleeping and falls in love with him at first sight but as soon as he called Momose up to confess, it turns out that there are two Momose's? And he confessed to the wrong one? Will Inukai manage to tell Kotarou that it was all a mistake or will he fall in love with Kotarou instead?

9. Yuuwaku no Method ✓

Release Date: 2018/06/27

Cast: Satou Takuya x Tamaru Atsushi

After reading the raws I finally get why Tamaru Atsushi was cast for Itsuki’s role.

Synopsis: Subaru’s got it all - the looks, the smarts, and the job. On what was supposed to be just another casual night out, he ends up finding his fated one, Itsuki. Subaru has this idea that Itsuki was the purest being on this earth and tries his hardest not to come off too strong but, what Itsuki really the person he imagines him to be?

Yo, I got the raws to make a more accurate synopsis for this. I was really excited to listen to this since it’s by Kakine and this is one of their newer works so all the more. But when I did manage to read the raws...I was a bit turned off by how, uhh, how do I say this? Emotionally/psychologically unstable Itsuki seemed - I say seemed because my Japanese reading skills is literally shit compared to my listening skills so I’m definitely still giving this a chance.

10. MAKARE ~Ma wa Kitarete Kare o Otosu~ vol. 2 Ji Hen “Prahlei” & Ten Hen “Zorn” ✘

Release Date: 2018/06/29

Cast:

Mamiya Yasuhiro x Furukawa Tetsuto x2

Takeuchi Ryouta x Yamashita Seiichirou

Synopsis:

(Prahlei) Sequel to Zwei. Mammon brings the twins to the demon world after an urgent call requesting him to come home.

(Zorn) On one stormy night, Hugo, comes upon an injured man on the doorstep of his church. He had red hair and red feathers - he could not have been human. Although the man seemed like some kind of devil, Hugo cannot in good conscience, leave an injured individual be which is why he takes it upon himself to nurse him back to health. The mysterious individual gets off on Hugo, however, and as dawn broke, he reveals that he was in fact an angel by the name of Chemu. He declares that he was to stay with Hugo until his injuries are healed. On the condition that Chemu doesn’t lay a finger on the village people, Hugo surrenders his own body to fulfill Chemu’s desires.

11. Nie no Machi Tokuten CD ✘

Release Date: 2018/06/29

Pairings:

Wasshoi Tarou x Gatake Tetsu

Sarutobi Souji x Gatake Tetsu

Kitayama Kyousuke x Gatake Tetsu

Rokujou Tasuke x Gatake Tetsu

Synopsis: Drama CD adaptation of the game with the same name.

12. Paradise vol. 1 Mitsugi Hen ✘

Release Date: 2018/06/29

Cast: 一条�� (I think this is Sasanuma Akira ‘cause it sounds too Austria-y) x Kitayama Kyousuke

Synopsis: CD extras for the game of the same name.

13. Sweet Delivery Boy ✓

Release Date: 2018/06/29

Cast: Katou Masayuki x Suzuki Yuuto

Synopsis: (this is gonna be some long shit)

Makino Yohei, salary man, employs the service of Sei, a host, from “Penguin Paradise”. Makino instantly becomes attracted to the pure but serious Sei and frequently designates his services. Through the many times their bodies have connected, it seems that their hearts are starting to be connected too. Sei’s always been by Makino’s side to support him through his troubles at work but, Makino’s work starts piling up making him unable to meet with Sei for extended periods of time. When finally they get a chance to meet, Sei comes before Makino covered in bruises?

Yo, this is going to be a roller coaster, I know that this isn’t Kiyuhiko’s work but, just having her art be used for the cover is enough to make me not trust this. 😂

Can someone give me a cookie for the accurate synopses?

#blcd 2018 #blcd releases

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Me, up at 5:30 AM instead of my usual 7:30 AM, eating half of pomegranate and waiting for my tea to cool down to an acceptable level of temperature: ~Self-Care~

Nah. I'm just having a Bad Time in general.

I've been off my anti-depressants for...I think two weeks? Time isn't real. Anyway, I felt really good off them originally. But now I'm learning to self-regulate my emotions again and that isn't fun.

And then there's the day I had yesterday.

"Oh no Drea! Tell us more!"

If you insist.

So it started with breakfast yesterday. Milk, Water, Sugar, Salt. Long ago the four elements lived in harmony- Anyway. They went into my pot on the stovetop for some Yummy Oatmeal, yeah? And then my brain just. Forgets it exists until I smell caramel.

My pot had overflowed and burned until it looked like A Literal Portal To Hell. So I cleaned that mess up. I had used the last of my milk to make it too, don't get more until my CSA box on Wednesday, so the oatmeal I made to replace it wasn't nearly as good.

So that was straw one. Next came my work. I'm mentoring a new person for the next two weeks. But!!! Someone messed up the schedules. My old schedule was 9:50 AM to 6:20 PM. I got switched to a supervisor schedule for October and November since I was helping that team, 8:30 AM to 5 PM. Guess which one they had on the mentoring sheet?

Yeah, that was partially on me. I should have double-checked it before The First Day. Anyway, I message people and let them know. They tell me they'll handle it. So I send a 3 paragraph long message to my mentee to let them know about the scheduling mistake and to let them know I'll keep them posted on what management wants us to do about it. I deal with customers all morning, not my favorite activity. 9:50 AM rolls around. It turns to 10. I never get a message back. I reach out to management again. Oh no! My mentee called in sick! I hope she's okay, I really do, but now I have to take calls all morning. I end up having 4 escalations (my grand total so far is 7). One was a man who was HEATED about me not being able to find his dishwasher. It wasn't even my company's dishwasher. It was a competitor. So that's fun.

So I get off work and decide to be a good bean and work on my school stuff. I was supposed to submit an essay on Sunday but, because we changed the times of the world (Daylight Savings ended or whatever), I ended up not doing the essay because I slept in and just wasn't having a good time.

I'm supposed to have 2 days after the due date, with -10 points being taken off every day I'm late. I accept that. I shouldn't get an A if it's late. Except for my professor, who I already didn't like, closed the essay portal at 10 AM and gave me a 0. ((I didn't like him because when I sent a 5 paragraph long email about my disability and how it would affect my school work he literally replied back with two sentences. Thanks for letting him know, and nice to meet me.))

So I now have a 25 in the class. A 5 week class, where getting even one 0 fucks you for the rest of the class.

I do my Wednesday homework and 2/3rds of my assigned reading. Note, while I can write okay, I'm Dyslexic As Shit when it comes to reading. I've got the zoom on 200% to try and read the text and, while that makes it easier, it does nothing for the words and letters using the paragraphs as their personal swimming pool. The point is, pretty sure I retained only 25% of what I was reading.

Now for the Fun Part. I have chocolate in my house for the first time in months. I Splurged and decided to get something nice. I've been mixing it with my oatmeal so that I reward myself for eating breakfast. It's for Breakfast Only, because I only have a little of it.

I decide, you know what? I've had a mad day. I deserve a treat. I'm going to make some chocolate and peanut butter oatmeal at 9:30 PM and stay up until 11 PM so I can watch a video on the Omegaverse Lawsuits. ((I loved learning about them, love the YouTuber, and had a good time. Warning if you're going to watch, there's a LOT of sexual stuff. Click on the link if you want to learn more.))

So, to recap before the ending, I burned the shit out of my breakfast, had to do what I hate the most about my job because my mentee didn't show, and Had A Problem with my professor.

Okay. So. I have two culinary degrees. I should be able to handle *oatmeal*. I get ready to make it. I turn my burner a little higher than normal so it'll cook faster.

And it catches fire.

Apparently, I did not clean off all of the caramel from yesterday morning's adventure and it caught fire. A little flame at first, so I try to blow it out like a Smart Woman, then it engulfed the whole burner and my eyebrows thank me for remembering to use salt to put out kitchen fires.

((Little things that didn't deserve their own paragraphs. My cats knocked down and snapped one of my favorite plants because they're monsters who steal as much joy as they give. I also didn't get to write for my NaNoWriMo prompts, take my walk, or do my workout because I chose to do my school work instead.)

So that was my day!

#About Me #Mental Health #University

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ooh ooh! ask box open! guys the new admin works are really exciting me cant wait to see what they have to really offer!! how about some omegaverse au with giotto, ricardo (if u don't do him xanxus?) and Alaude trying to keep themselves in check around this omega they are deeply in love with but some alpha tries to claim and THINGS GO DOWN I love you!

COMPLETE

I love Ricardo so much, plz give me more of him :D

// Admin Chrome

Giotto:

You had been driving him crazy ever since you came into his life. Giotto saw you the first time when you were introduced to him as one of the new servants in the mansion. The way you were so meek and timid was what drew him in, but you’re intoxicating scent was what made him stay.

You were unmarked, yet your scent was different than the others. It attracted him as if by a magnet, and Giotto couldn’t go long without being around you. He had to see you at least once everyday, or Giotto couldn’t be satisfied.

It also came to Giotto’s attention that you were naturally erotic. The way your tongue would wet your lips whenever you were nervous, or how, whenever you did something exceptionally hard, the way your heavy breathing got Giotto turned on. It didn’t help that every time Giotto was in the room with you, there was some point when you bent over, allowing Giotto to envision him mounting you, claiming you as his.

It really got to point where Giotto thought you were doing it on purpose.

However, as much as Giotto wanted to touch and taint you, he kept himself at a distance. He knew that if he just threw himself at you, it would end horribly. Giotto didn’t want to be like those psycho alphas that forced their omegas into mating with them.

That’s why Giotto took his time seducing you. Giotto made sure that the two of you had some alone time, where Giotto and you would have deep discussions about life. It was one of those discussions that made Giotto fall even more in love with you, since it revealed that you were not only beautiful, but also intelligent. The longing glances and the small smiles that were thrown back and forth between the two of you was confirmation enough that you two were meant to be.

That didn’t mean everyone got the memo. Giotto had gotten out of a incredibly stressful meeting between a boss of a rivaling familgia and the Vongola. The boss wanted more guns from the Vongola, but Giotto was refusing to hand them over because he didn’t want the boss turning on him.

Giotto wanted to see you before he headed off to bed, since you always managed to make his day brighter. As he was walking down one of the halls, he got a whiff of your scent. It was strong and smelled sweet, as if you were going into heat. A weak cry of help got Giotto moving before he even thought about it.

Bursting open the nearest door, Giotto was greeted with the sight of the rival Boss with hands roaming around your body. Seeing red, Giotto let out an animalistic growl, and teared the man away from you. He didn’t even register snapping his neck.

You were now writhing against the wall, the top of your uniform ripped open and bra shredded. The smell of your heat overwhelmed Giotto, and he found himself kissing away the rivaling alpha’s scent. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer. Giotto’s knee found its way between your legs, and you stared to rub yourself against his slacks.

Pulling away, Giotto could barely hold himself back from claiming you right then and there.

“Giotto, please, I want you so bad.” You moaned, and Giotto felt his resistance crumbling at every syllable. “I want to become yours…”

It took Giotto by surprise when you suddenly started to pull at his slacks, trying to rip them off as you continued to roll your hips on his leg. Pulling himself together, Giotto grabbed your wrists, and pinned them against the wall.

“If I’m going to claim you, it’ going to be done my way.”

Ricardo:

Ricardo didn’t believe in mating. Instead of finding his mate, Ricardo just paid for an omega to satisfy him during his rut. It was easy and it didn’t involve any kind of love at all.

That changed, however, when you came into Ricardo’s live.

You were hired as his one of his assistants for the Vongola finances (recommended by the Cavallone.) When Ricardo was introduced to the team, all he could focus on was you, who was fidgeting and looking nervous around the powerful alpha.

Ricardo was hooked from that instant. He didn’t hide his attraction towards you, either. Once he found out that you were an unclaimed omega, Ricardo knew that he wanted to be the one who tainted and claimed you. Ricardo made sure that he did everything in his power to seduce you.

Whenever the two of you were alone, Ricardo would purposely let out more pheromones than usual, getting you stimulated. Ricardo could trace the sweat that you accumulated whenever you were with him, and he saw the way your started to fidget and that you were aroused.

Ricardo watched how your eyes followed every movement he made; crossing his legs, resting his head into his hand, drinking his red wine. Every time, you would suddenly snap out of your trance, and give a quick goodbye, before slamming the door shut. Ricardo knew exactly what you went off to do.

Although Ricardo was subtle about his attraction, that didn’t mean that he didn’t get a lecture about claiming omegas of a lower class. Ricardo was expected to mate with a high class omega, so their children would be pure breeds (or something like that). Ricardo rolled his eyes at the logic, but kept himself in check around you.

This, however, lead to the current events. You had started to bring a colleague with you when you reported to Ricardo, since it kept Ricardo from trying to seduce you. You were in the middle of relaying the number to him when all of a sudden you stiffened, and let out a small yelp.

Ricardo shifted in his chair, eyeing the other man. As you started to repeat yourself, you flinched again, and this time, Ricardo knew what was happening. The man barely saw Ricardo coming, before he suddenly yanked him away from you, and threw him against the wall. The impact was so intense that the picture frames on the wall fell, shattering on the floor, as well as a dent in the wall where the man was thrown.

“Don’t ever fucking touch whats mine, you scum.” The threatening words told the man to get lost, and in a blink of an eye, the man was scurrying from the room. You were stiff, and breathing heavily, obviously shocked at what had just occurred.

Stalking over to you, Ricardo came up from behind, and wrapped his arms around your waist. You felt yourself instantly relax, and you leaned in closer to Ricardo’s warmth. Smirking against your shoulder, Ricardo trailed his hands down from your waist, to your waistband.

Slipping his hand inside, Ricardo rubbed against your underwear, and you let out a moan, feeling yourself heating up. You were already so wet for him already, and that filled Ricardo’s ego. Feeling his dick starting to swell in his pants, Ricardo pressed in closer, letting you know that he was aroused as well.

Leaning in close to your ear, Ricardo growled,

“You should be crying knowing you belong to me now.”

Alaude:

You had been assigned to Alaude so you could help him around his office, and assist him when he had to deal with new found intelligence. It was known that Alaude liked to work alone, however, once you had shown up at his place, Alaude couldn’t send you home. The way you looked so helpless and eager made him want to keep you.

It didn’t take long before the secret came around that you were an omega, which was a very risky situation for him, since Alaude was an alpha. While confident in his resistance, it did relax him a little knowing that you were mated (as said on your application), as that was one of the requirements for the job, however, it was apparent that you had no alpha.

The way you reacted while around Alaude showed that you had never had the experience of being held by an alpha. You gravitated towards Alaude, which left some awkward situations. Alaude could barely keep himself calm around you when you smelt so damn delicious, and he had to resist the urge to bend you over and fuck you right then and there.

No one had ever shaken Alaude quite like you, and Alaude was known for his restraint.

Not too long after finding out that fact, did Alaude realize that you were everything he always wanted in a mate. You were intelligent, witty, and optimistic. You tried your best when it came to work, and you didn’t let feelings get in the way of completing your tasks. Every time something didn’t go well, you knew exactly what to say to get Alaude to cheer up, even if he didn’t show it. It was as if you were made for him.

However, Alaude refused to let his feelings come between him and work. Even if you were the perfect mate and had a nearly irresistible scent, Alaude couldn’t act on his feelings. He valued his work too much to put it in danger. That’s why Alaude distanced himself from you, and let your invitations go unnoticed.

It shouldn’t have surprised him that someone tried to claim you, and to be honest, it didn’t. Alaude had walked into a wall of pheromones, which only could be from an omega going into heat. This instantly heightened Alaude’s instinct, which lead him to the room where one of his subordinates was on top of you, trying to scent you with you weakly trying to push him off.

Calming stalking over, Alaude glared daggers down at the man, his poker face still in tact.

“What do you think you’re doing?” His voice was cold, and it set every human on edge in the room. The tension was so thick that it was suffocating. The man came to an abrupt stop, and before he could blink, Alaude had him by his neck on the floor.

“Don’t ever touch my mate ever again.’ He growled, staring deeply into the other’s eyes. The man whimpered, and when Alaude released him, the man shakily ran out of the room, never to be seen again.

Alaude turned towards you, giving you his attention as you writhed on the floor at your heat. Your heels slide around the floor, trying to gain your footing as your trembling arms tried to support you. You ended up flopping back on the floor.

Alaude knelt down on one knee, and studied your face for a few moments.

“I can’t believe another man tried to claim you…” His words were light, but there was an intensity behind them that gave away his jealously. Alaude’s hand came up, his thumb coming to brush against your lips. “I guess I’ll just have to take you myself, so those pesky animals stop trying to take what’s mine.”

Alaude thumb pushed into your mouth gently, and you could barely resist sucking gently on it, the two of you staring intensely at each other. Alaude let his poker face fade, a smirk making its way to his face. He was going to make you beg for him tonight.

#giotto #ricardo #alaude #khr scenarios #admin chrome #omegaverse

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Fixation (Part 1)

Summary: L is an Omega transferring to a new high school, but due to the nature of the hierarchy, he’s forced to pretend to be an Alpha so he can actually take the upper-level classes. What happens when he stumbles upon an Alpha who actually captures his interest? | LightxL | Omegaverse

“*On the morning before spring semester began at Tsukuba High, L glared towards the academic counselor who had been chosen to assist him* What do you mean I can’t sign up?”

! *stares blankly at the young man, not expecting the response, but she makes quick work as she pulls out a sheet of paper from a yellow folder* According to your application sheet, you are transferring from Wammy’s Academy as an year 11, correct..? !

“*looks down at the sheet, only giving her a small nod* My grades are perfect. I don’t understand why I can’t join the advanced courses.”

!*frowns, now seeing why he isn’t following* I’m very sorry, Mr. Lawliet. I see that things are done differently in Japan than they are in England. You application is marvelous no doubt, but once you advance to the Junior and Senior levels of education, secondary genders are segregated to ensure the most efficient learning for your subgroup.!

“*eyes go up at that, nearly shocked that this practice is even acceptable, much less a country wide policy* What?”

!*tries to explain as she circles several groups on the class registrar* These courses you selected are in your intelligence level, but unfortunately they are offered only to Alphas, and beings that your application states you are an omega, I can’t allow you to take them..

*looks apologetic as she knows it’s a difficult to accept, so she tries to offer a little reprieve* You will of course be allowed in some of the advanced courses for your group, but--!

“-- You’re wrong. I’m not an omega. *he interrupts, his expression serious, even if he knows what he’s saying isn’t true* *points to the application, suggesting she return it to him* I must have checked the wrong box, my apologies. *once she hesitantly hands it to him, he quickly erases the marking, placing it in the correct box* *he knows what he’s doing is of course wrong, but the thought of being stuck in a subpar education just because of his title has him feeling nauseous, thinking very little of anything beyond what he deserves* I’ll have my guardian send the proper health forms if you need further proof, but I am an alpha.”

**the next morning at the school, first day of classes**

“*walking out of the front office with a single paper in hand, he shifts the messenger bag hanging from his shoulder, idly eyeing the loud, talkative students filling the hallway* *notices the black-haired female waiting for him, and he gestures with a firm nod and a lift of his paper as he begins walking, expecting her to follow* They fixed it, but not without complaining. It’s ridiculous how long it takes them to fix a schedule, especially when they’ve been doing this for years.”

%*follows him as expected, but she quickly is at his side instead, her expression poised as always as she looks around the halls, observing each student that passes* It’s to be expected, you know. This is our first year of being in the target courses, they can’t keep up with all the changing students.%

“*says nothing in response for a moment, also observing the students around them, already detecting changes in some familiar students from last year* At least they’re being careful about it. Though, I have to admit, it’s a bit annoying listening to some of the omegas complaining about being unable to take the higher-level classes - As though they have the audacity to complain. It’s not as if they’ll amount to anything beyond high school.”

%*scoffs, tossing her hair to keep from getting in her face as she keeps her nose up, making sure no one thinks of approaching her* They should be honored they receive their own core classes at all. All they truly need are home and child courses, after all. *rolls her eyes as they turn a corner, almost to their first period* Misa was overjoyed when she could opt out of mathematics for fashion design.%

“*scoffs a little in amusement, responding with an agreeing tone* That’s one thing Misa’s always been smart about. She knows her place, and she knows what she’s capable of. *idly lifts his schedule, looking at the first slot* Well, it seems as though history is first. What do you have?”

%Logistics. It’s not the most entertaining of courses, but I’m fine with that in the early morning. *gestures to the room to their right, her pace slowing down as they come closer* Let me know how your first course is, I heard the teacher is very passionate, but also strict. And do tell about the other students. I’m curious to see who presented over the summer.%

“*nods, figuring Takada is most interested in keeping up with the latest gossip - but he can’t deny he too is curious* Same with you. Have a good class. *offers only that before turning on his heel, leaving her and heading towards the classroom a few doors down, lifting his wrist to see he’s just in time* *enters the room with hands in his pocket, glancing around for a moment to see everyone is already there, talking avidly in their seats, and he picks one of the free seats in the row closest to the windows* *sets his things down, taking his seat with a silent huff* ...”

“*the bell rings, and just as the teacher gets up to introduce themselves, he comes through the door, wearing the standard uniform in a not-so-neat fashion, hair a spiky mess, and eyes nonchalant* *ignores all of the stares as he easily picks a seat, the last free one available, and plops down both himself and his things*”

“*as the strange male comes in, his presence goes unnoticed as Light focuses on idly watching the birds nesting outside, simply wanting this day to be over with already so he can head home* ...”

^ - ? *looks at her roster as the new student comes in, figuring he must be the only one whose name she doesn’t recognize* *frowns, her voice strict, but clear* Well, nice of you to be on time, Mr. Lawliet. Though, you should know I expect you to be in your seat by the time the bell rings. I hope you don’t make tardiness a habit.^

“*didn’t expect to be called out for such a thing, as he was never reprimanded at his own school, but he realizes that is because they knew him all of his life* My apologizes. I’ll be on time from now on, I simply was getting accustomed with the layout of the school.”

^*nods in affirmation, deciding to focus her attention on more important matters* That’ll be all. *with a commanding voice, she addresses the entire classroom* Welcome to History 455. My name is Mrs. Naga, and today we’re going to discuss course objectives. Today will also be the only day this entire semester you have no assignment due.^

“*as the foreign male speaks, there’s something about the tone in his voice that catches his attention, noticing it’s almost mocking* *once he catches sight of him, so close as he’s sitting in the free desk close to him, his eyes widen in surprise over his scruffy appearance, not listening to the teacher at all as he observes this new student* *with his somewhat slim features, he briefly wonders if he’s really an alpha after all, and while he’s seen plenty of alphas who don’t fit the tall, broad stereotype, something still doesn’t quite seem right* ...”

“*lazily wavering in and out of the review of the course, not finding this interesting in the slightest* *casually chews on his thumb as he waits for her to move on, but the feeling of eyes on him suddenly puts him on high alert, his eyes snapping immediately to his side* *notices the brunette who he sat beside eyeing him down with a particular expression, and his eyebrow goes up* Do you need something?”

“*surprised at having been caught, he plays it off by offering quietly* .. Nothing at all. *turns away, directing his focus back to outside the windows, also waiting for the actual material to start, but... somehow, something similar to actual interest develops, and he wonders over the strange feeling* ...”

“*stares at the other for a moment, even after he looks away* *knows he seemed too defensive, but he can’t help but feel threatened by such a focused look* .. *decides to leave it alone for know, just assuming he’s reading too much into it, so he turns back, hoping to focus on more important matters*”

^ - Now, I want everyone to divide in pairs. You’re going to go over sections one and two in your books and discuss the main events of the chapter. Then, we’ll return and discuss what you came up with.^

“*as everyone starts to quietly chat and shift into pairs, he groans internally, having always hated working with others* *retrieves his book from his bag, eyes shifting towards the male who’s yet to move* ... *smiles, though it’s forced, as is his nice tone* So, I’m going to assume you don’t have the book yet.”

“*his groan is more external as paired work is not something he was expecting on the first day, much less with the strange male from before* *doesn’t answer before he’s quickly sifting through his own bag, dropping the large book with a loud sound* I don’t need it, but I don’t come unprepared. *he clearly doesn’t sound interested in the conversation, in fact his eyes don’t even meet his as he waves a hand in his direction* Why don’t you read silently to yourself and I’ll tell you my thoughts afterwards.”

“*his smile fades, realizing this boy certainly isn’t going to play nice* .. I don’t need to hear your thoughts. I’m sure I can come to the same conclusions by myself. *flips the book open to the right page, leaning back in his seat as he begins quickly skimming the pages, having already read some of this book over the summer* ..”

“*doesn’t have a problem either way, happier just looking around himself rather than dealing with new people* *looks unamused by all the students chatting to themselves about the work, wondering why they all deserve this over anyone else* ..”

“.. *upon quickly and easily finishing the two sections over the next few moments, he sets the book on his desk, still open* ... *after a few moments pass, he looks towards the male, figuring he may as well start up some sort of conversation - though, he can’t deny his secret curiosity* .. You never told me your name. I’m Light Yagami.”

“? *surprised that he’s actually trying to talk to him again, having thought he made himself clear with the first attempt* *grumbles, seeing there is no way out of it* Ryuzaki. And before you ask, I am not from Japan.”

“I figured as much, with your accent. *idly flips the page, but it’s only to keep his hands busy as he observes him through his peripherals* .. What’s with the Japanese name, then?”

“Japanese lineage. *says simply enough, as it is technically true, so he doesn’t have an issue saying it* ‘Light’ isn’t exactly a Japanese name. Are you foreign as well?”

“Not at all. My mother liked the name, so she gave it to me. *says simply, before leaning back again in his seat and folding his hands together* Where are you from?”

“*rests his head on his hands, rather bored with the conversation, but he keeps it casual just to avoid any confrontation* England. I’ve lived there most of my life until this year.”

“England? That’s interesting. Far away, too. *is about to ask what’s brought him all the way over here, but he quickly realizes he almost feels too interested in the other, so he keeps his mouth shut, and even so, he figures he’s moved because of the quality institution* ...”

“Hm. *only hums in response, having no need to answer why as he’s sure the other understands* *doesn’t want to keep the conversation on him, so he easily slides into another conversation, just to keep the other occupied* Have you been in this school since you were eligible? Do you like it?”

“*surprised he’s actually continued the conversation, so he decides to amuse him* Yes, I’ve been here for three years now. It’s one of the best schools in the country, and that certainly shows.”

“*glad to know that he at least chose a good school, but he isn’t sure if he shouldn’t trust a biased person’s opinion considering what side of things he belongs on* How so?”

“Well, for starters, the program itself is one of the tops in the country. We have some of the most intelligent teachers from all around. *looks towards him, continuing on with a casual voice* Not to mention, here we actually divide the student body appropriately into classes they’re best at. It’s not a mess, like other schools.”

“*nearly grimaces as he exposes just what he feared from the other, suddenly finding even less of a connection to his new acquaintance* *turns his head straight, focusing on the board that the teacher has written a few things on while trying to keep the facade as best as possible* My last school was co-ed, so it was a- surprise to say the least. But It’s safer for everyone this way.”

“*chuckles a little, but it only lasts a moment* You’re right. ‘Safer’ is a good word to describe it. *notices Ryuzaki has turned away, but he doesn’t think anything of it* .. When did you present?”

“*thinks about that question, recalling the day like it was yesterday, and remembering with vivid detail on how terrifying it was for someone normally so in control of their emotions* Two years ago. And you?”

“About two and a half years ago. *hadn’t expected the other to have presented so long ago, figuring he might be able to rationalize his observations of Ryuzaki’s odd stature to him having just presented* Is it what you were expecting?”

“-No. *once again he answers honestly, having no reason to hide* The majority of those around me were betas, and I just assumed I would be too. *gives him a small shrug* But here I am.”

“.. *figures that makes sense, and perhaps it’s because Ryuzaki is foreign that he’s just not experienced with being people like him* .. Here you are.”

“*as much as he hates to admit it, he’s curious about Light and how he was brought up, as it’s only fair* Was it the same for you? Considering, Japan has a smaller population of Alphas to most countries.”

“I was expecting it. Most males in my family have been traditionally alphas, on both sides. *surprised he brought up any interest at all, but he figures he’s only doing it to be polite* .. By the way. What’s your next class?”

“Organic Chemistry. *points to a small slip of paper that’s on his desk, and then a little spark grows in his eyes, as he’s actually excited for a class in particular* Then I have Criminal Analysis.”

“*doesn’t notice the subtle expression, but once he says the class name, he decides to add on* I have that class too. The teacher is actually a retired detective, so I’m sure it’ll actually be useful.”

“Do you want to be a detective? *he asks out of curiosity, not seeing this type of guy to want such a career*”

“Hm. That’s always been an option in my mind, and it’s very likely. My father is the chief of police, so I might follow in his footsteps. *looks around, noticing the other students are still taking quite some time reading through the sections* Do you?”

“*has no doubt in his mind as he gives a firm nod, not even noticing the fact that he him worked into a true conversation* It’s something I’ve wanted since I was younger. My guardian was a detective before he opened up an academy. I’ve always admired him and the line of work, so I’ll be following in his footsteps.”

“Why didn’t you attend his academy, then? *raises an eyebrow, legitimately curious, as it seems Ryuzaki would have the upper hand in that sort of scenario*”

“I did, from the age of six to now. *flicks a pencil in his hand, it bringing some entertainment* But I began to feel as if things were becoming biased. I wanted a challenge with instructors who didn’t know who I was, so I transferred. *bites down on his thumb in thought, mumbling* Watari didn’t like it so much, but he’s lightened up to the idea.”

“Hm. *absorbs the information, and he figures he can somewhat relate, thinking that could easily become boring* *acknowledges that usually at this point in the conversation, he’d drop the small talk and either continue onto a more interesting topic or drop the conversation altogether, but he can’t help but grow more interested* You live alone, then?”

“Yes. The dormitories were too small so I have a flat nearby. *doesn’t care to give him that much, as it isn’t uncommon for students their age to live alone, but his eyes go toward him nonetheless* Aren’t you asking too many personal questions? I thought Japan was a country who kept to themselves.”

“Well, it’s not every day a foreigner transfers here. You should prepare for everyone else taking an interest in you. *responds simply, deciding to retract in his interrogation* It’s also not often that someone lives by themselves, either. *smiles* I hope you’re the popular type.”

“Popular? *frowns, that insinuation already leaving a bad taste in his mouth* I have no need in being popular, or making friends for that matter. I'm here for an education, and that’s what I'll get. Anything else is just a distraction.”

“Relax, I’m only joking. *notes as the teacher finishes writing on the board and leans back in his seat, gesturing forward with his head to indicate why he discontinues talking*”

^Alright, I presume everyone’s finished. *the moment she speaks, everyone silences and returns to their respective seat, listening avidly* Does anyone want to explain what this chapter is about? *a few moments pass when no one speaks, to which she frowns* … How about you, Mr. Lawliet?^

((here’s a random textbook of world history i found online which also follows pretty much every world history textbook under the sun so))

“*wasn’t expecting to be called on, but he responds easily, looking bored as he continues to flick around his pencil* It’s rather simple. Humanity began its life in the heart of Africa, and over time sections of people migrated to different parts of the world, creating what we know now as ‘the human race’. Culture and societal effects were the result of humans sticking to each other and being too afraid to have an original thought. *his brows go up* Like the

Hierarchy, for example.”

“*watches him as he speaks, and the particular topic he chooses to discuss from the chapter has him surprised, especially since he does so with a tone of distaste* Well, there’s a difference between ‘free thinking’ and ‘instinct’. Of course, our instincts influence our culture, as they always have, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it’s stripping us of our free will.”

^*smiles a rare smile, but it’s gone in half a second* Well said, Mr. Yagami. Does anyone else have anything to add?^

“*as everyone else seems impressed, he can’t understand how they think his thought was so profound, when it’s incorrect* We have free will, yes. But not everyone shares the same fate. Because of a few men and women who feared they would be brought to look inferior because others are different, some groups of people are made to feel like dirt in most societies, despite having no true reason for such. That it a direct correlation of culture’s affect, not instinct.”

%*scoffs, though it’s mostly a laugh, and she decides to pipe up* Why do you care? You’re an alpha too, right?%

“*truly contemplates on not contributing, but he can’t help but to want to debate with Ryuzaki* On the contrary, omegas are held with high regard. If it wasn’t for them and the fulfilment of their duties, we wouldn’t have such strong offspring. Rules are set in place - and have always been - to ensure that.”

“*isn’t surprised to hear this as a ‘counter’, as it’s always the first thing Alphas say when he brings this up, so he rolls his eyes* It’s the 21st century. We have also evolved from the time when we all began in Africa, and so should our opinions. Omegas are more than birthers. They are intelligent, and capable of many things, just like us. Betas are immune to the downfalls like heats and rutts, making them, I dare say, superior to us.”

@-?! *looks highly suspended by that, his eyes narrowing* You can’t seriously think betas are superior to us! What kind of Alpha are you?!@

“*looks unaffected by the shouting, his confidence as strong as ever* An alpha who’s open-minded enough to know our qualities are not god-like, therefore others can be equal to us.”

%*grows angrier, and her voice rises* Do you really think --%

^Alright, that’s enough. *speaks loudly, but sternly, and everyone silences, and it’s not because she either agrees or disagrees with anyone, but this is going a bit out of their course schedule for the day* We still have section three to discuss, so you four can continue this conversation outside of class. Now, more specifically, if we look in particular at the path of travel our ancestors took …^

“*can’t help but watch Ryuzaki after that outburst, not ever having expected to meet someone so pro-omega at this school, and he wonders if it’s due to where he’s from, but.. even so, it’s almost non-existent to hear an Alpha have these opinions* … *mumbles* It’s probably in your best interest to refrain from having those opinions around here.”

“*while he didn’t expect everyone to be so accepting, he had hoped for a little more than what he got, so he frowns, barely offering to listen to Light’s advice* I won’t change my opinion because a gaggle of teenagers disagree with me.”

“I’m not asking you to change your - opinion. *figures this is a delicate situation, so he tries to handle him calmly* This isn’t the place to express it.”

“*looks over to Light, completely unamused by his suggestion* Education is for everyone, including student to student. I won’t silence myself if asked. Perhaps you could learn from what I have to say.”

“*despite trying to be polite, he can’t help but roll his eyes, knowing a lost cost when he sees one* .. I’m sure there’s a club you can join.”

“No thank you. *he says simply, starting to go back to focus on the teacher* I think, from Alpha to Alpha, that we should stay forced reading partners at best.”

“*frowns, eyebrows furrowing as he says that* … Fine. Suit yourself. *his tone portrays he doesn’t quite care, and he directs his attention back out the window*”

%*once the bell rings, she is the first one out of her classroom door, looking the same as she did she went in, albeit a little bored* What a dull class.%

%*is already there waiting for her, hands clasped on her backpack straps as she beams brightly* Aw, c’mon, it can’t be that bad. If you hate it so much, you should have signed up for ‘Home Ec. *suddenly pouts, her eyes growing glossy* Then we’d actually have a class together…%

“*sees the familiar blonde next to Takada, not having seen her yet today, and he’s surprised she hasn’t made her presence known sooner* *starts to approach them, but he can’t deny he’s also keeping an eye out for a certain messy-haired male, wondering if he’s gotten into any more trouble yet - but beyond that, he can’t help this foreign, growing interest in him, and somehow, he simply can’t rid his mind of him* ..”

“*was the very last person to leave the class, as the professor kept him to discuss his outburst, much to his dismay* *seems to be bitter as she recommended something very similar to what Light Yagami said, trudging through the hall without any interest, just to be alone*”

%You know very well that I’d never take such a course. Alpha compatible or not, I don’t belong there. *gives her a stern look, but she pats her head in consolation* *she notices the other alpha coming close to them though, and immediately retracts her hand, taking quick note of his distracted expression* Light? Are you alright?%

%*her pout deepens, but it disappears as Light approaches them* Huh-? Oh, Light! You’re here!%

“*nods in response to Takada, but once he speaks, it’s obvious he’s still a bit aggravated* Oh, there’s a new student from England here, but… He wouldn’t stop harrassing the class about how omegas and betas are the upper class. It was a bit annoying, really. *as he speaks, he suddenly catches sight of Ryuzaki walking by out of the corner of his eye* .. That’s him.”

% -? *looks where Light is looking, and she immediately sees the British male stick out like a sore thumb* - Huh? That’s him? He looks so - so messy!!%

“*moves a group of ogling alphas, trying to reach the cafeteria, but as he does, he notices his ‘partner’ and a few females, and quickly he moves past them just the same, as if he never saw him in the first place*”

%*looks appalled as well, offended just by the sight of him* And so-- small. *heaves a deep, troubled sigh* What a pitiful excuse for an alpha, clearly his genes were not from the greatest pool.%

%You’re right, he is pretty small… *notes that once he gets closer and passes, unable to help her staring* Maybe it’s a European thing…?%

“*clearly Ryuzaki noticed them, and he frowns that he chose to not acknowledge him* … Perhaps, I’m not too sure. I haven’t met that many people from Europe in general, though I was under the impression it wasn’t really any different. *watches as he walks away, unable to keep his eyes off him* …”

%*sticks her nose up, frowning in distaste* He should be wise to keep to himself for his duration here. Some Alphas aren’t as refined as we are, they would tear him apart if they heard of his-- agenda.%

“I actually tried to tell him that, but some people are just incapable of listening. *exhales a sigh, no longer wanting to deal with this, and so instead he begins in the direction of the cafeteria, expecting both girls to follow*”

% - Ha! He's probably going to move back before the week’s even over. *huffs in amusement, following after Light - But not until Takada starts moving along too*%

%*moves gracefully down the hallway alongside the other alpha, but there’s a certain fixated look on her face, a plan forming in her mind* .. Perhaps that’s what we should strive for.%

%Huh? *appears confused, and she tilts her head as they walk along, and when she notices the focused expression on Takada’s face, a devious grin appears on her face* Oo, are you planning something?!%

“*had honestly started to not pay attention to either of them, more focused on running over the conversation from history - to which he suddenly recalls they have more than one class together* Don’t think of anything too radical.”

%I would never. *she responds, a small smile on his face* But we can’t have anyone sullying our way of life here. *once they reach the cafeteria, she intentionally scans the room, none too shocked to see the same messy male sitting alone at a far table* Misa, fetch us all something for lunch. Light, follow with me. *effortlessly makes her way toward the table, standing in front of it with a hand on her hip*%

“*was doing fine on his own, minding his business as he read inside his Criminology textbook, a mountain of different sweets surrounding him* *doesn’t notice someone lingering before a small huff is heard, and he reluctantly looks up* Yes?”

%*has to restrain herself from scowling, not liking the attitude on his face* Light said you’re the new alpha. You shouldn’t be sitting alone. *takes a place at the table before he can say know, her eyes wandering to all the plates on the table* ...%

“*follows alongside her, wondering what the hell kind of plan she's concocted, but he isn't surprised she's pretending to be sweet initially* *sits down across from Ryuzaki with a smile, before noticing all the plates of sweets* .. Yes, his name is Ryuzaki. Though, he says he's not Japanese.”

%Oh? *gives on the air that’s she’s interested, even if that isn’t the case at all* Congratulations on being accepted. It’s very uncommon for Tsukuba to allow new alphas in the program as a Junior.%

“*sees that he’s once again pushed into a conversation, and while he contemplates just leaving, that would be a waste of all his food* *picks up the Yōkan to his side, taking a bite before speaking* I’m exceptional. I was the top tested Alpha from my hometown.”

“*figures as much, considering it is unheard of for the school to accept new students, and he watches as he eats the dessert with distaste, internally grimacing at seeing so much sugar in one place* Still, there would have to be something pretty special about you to get accepted. *smiles* Is there?”

“*glances over to Light as he finishes his food, wondering what good that information would be to him* *gives him a smile in return, though it’s more mocking than genuine* Wouldn’t you like to know?”

%*just as Ryuzaki speaks, she returns with a bounce in her step and three trays carefully balanced on her arms* Ta-da~! Here you go. *hands both Light and Takada their trays, before settling next to them with her own, her eyes immediately going towards the strange, new male* - Oh, hi there! You must be the new student.%

“*his smile fades and an expression of aggravation replaces it, somehow the combination of Ryuzaki’s tone and smile unnerving him rather quickly* - Yes, he is. He was just telling us about how he got accepted here.”

“Was I? *he asks innocently, his eyes now focus on the small, blond female* I think I’m more interested in our guest. *points to the blue bow tied in her hair* You’re an omega. Why are you sitting with all alphas?”

%*suddenly she feels surge of protectiveness towards Misa as L looks at her* - Her name is Misa. *sitting up straighter (if that were possible), she brings an arm around the other female, her voice slightly more dark* And she’s mine.%

“*brows go up at the sign of dominance, amused as he eats the rest of his first snack* Hm, I’m surprised. *lazily points a finger over to her and Misa, eyes flickering to Light once more* So they’re not both yours?”

%-?! *her anger grows at the insinuation, her voice not as stable as before as she exposes her necklace encrusted with red rubies * I am an Alpha-!%

“Ryuzaki, why would you think that?! *finds it difficult to tell if he’s genuinely serious or just trying to mess around with them, and he continues defensively* I don’t have a partner, but they do. Even so, I’m not interested in having more than one.”

%*clings to Takada’s side, eyebrows furrowed and a firm pout on her mouth* What’s it to you, anyway? Kiyomi fits the Alpha stereotype perfectly, so I’m surprised you didn’t notice!!%

“*can barely stifle a smile by how easily they are to rile up, wondering if everyone is so simple* My apologies, It’s very common for myself to get confused with another class, so I try not to immediately judge by appearance.”

%*huffs, that apology obviously not enough to excuse his behaviour, but she does relax with the help of Misa* Be more careful.%

“*only gives him a small nod, but he’s more focused on Light* And from what I’ve seen from this morning, an alpha of your stature normally has a harem of omegas. You’re quite charming, even under situations where you’re clearly not wanting to.”

“Well, that doesn’t mean I’m interested either way. I don’t plan on searching for a mate until I’m finished with my studies; it’s too much of a distraction. *begins picking at his food, settling on eating the bowl of rice first, and he keeps Ryuzaki from his vision as an attempt to calm his nerves*”

%Hmph. *doesn’t quite want to accept his apology, but she refrains from continuing to complain nonetheless, and she too starts to dig into her food, starting with her dessert first* Well, unless you’re fortunate enough to find your true love early on! *at that, she smiles, but she suddenly grows interested, directing her attention to Ryuzaki with a scoff* Are you actually with anyone?%

((is this mean girls))

“*doesn’t have an issue shaking his head, the thought nearly laughable* I don’t plan on ever having a mate.”

%- What? *as if he could be any worse, she looks dumbfounded to hear such a thing* You’re an alpha, that isn’t possible.%

“*rolls his eyes, though it's subtle, not believing him in the slightest* It's unheard of for especially an Alpha to go without a mate. Especially now that you're in a populated city.”

%*scoffs verbally* Don’t worry, sooner or later you will find someone! … There are plenty of desperate Omegas around here, believe me.%

“*his brow quirks at that, trying to refrain from a sour attitude* Considering what I saw from my first period, I’m not surprised.”

%*that makes her frown, as it brings her to why she came here, and yet she keeps a cool composure* *looks at Light, hoping he keeps along* Light, should we invite him to the gathering we’re hosting?%

((this is turning out just like the first one wtffffffff))

“*frowns, looking towards Takada for a moment, wondering what she’s up to, but he knows whatever it is, it’s likely devious* .. Sure, why not? *offers passingly, figuring he may as well play along to see the fun*”

%A gathering? *looks personally offended that she was not made aware of this, and she frowns, grabbing Takada’s arms* Kiyomi, why didn’t you tell me?%

%*takes a grasp of Misa’s hand, pulling it away gently as she gives her a knowing look* It’s a gathering only for Alphas, Misa. You wouldn’t be safe in that environment. *turns her attention back to L, a small smile on her face* Our guest on the other hand must attend-- consider it a welcoming.%

“I’m not one for parties. *he says immediately, wanting there to be no misunderstanding* I appreciate the gesture, but I have studying to focus on.”

“School’s only started. *smiles, looking directly at him now* Cut yourself some slack. Besides, we’ll have desserts there, and it seems you have an affinity towards that.”

%Ohh... *nods in understanding, though she’s a little disappointed - but not surprised, as it isn’t uncommon for the secondary genders to have separate parties* Well, that sounds fun! That’s definitely a chance not even someone like you should pass up! *winks at him* It’s the only way to make sure no picks on you, if they see you as their equal!%

“... *looks at all of those as if they’re trying to recruit him into a cult* *the idea of going makes him incredibly unmotivated, and he couldn’t care less about being accepted as any Alpha’s equal, but the dessert is tempting* If I attend, It will only be for a short while.”

%*her smile grows once she hears of his practical agreement, folding her hands neatly in front of her* Then it’s settled. I’ll finalize the details and let everyone know in advance. It’s going to be a great way to begin the year.%

“*watches Takada for any sign of what she might be considering, and while he does have a few ideas, all of which entail embarrassing the other Alpha, he supposes he can just ask her later* Tomorrow? Sounds fun. *finishes eating most of what’s on his tray, he pushes it away from him, and he eyes Ryuzaki, wondering if he has any suspicion*...”

%Oh, oh! *suddenly has an idea, and she looks towards both Light and Takada eagerly* He can come to my party too, it’s co-ed! Won't that be fun?%

“*as Light suspects, he does have mixed feelings about this, but he can’t assume anything would happen in the short amount of time he plans to attend* One that includes everyone is preferable.”

%Of course. *she responds simply, but she's rather distracted by her own thoughts and plans* *suddenly, after only eating a small amount of her meal, she stands with her tray* I have to leave. The room needs to be set up for our Class Representatives meeting. Come along, Misa?%

%*stuffs the last of her noodles in her mouth, finishing off most of her meal, and she immediately stands with her tray in one hand and school bag hanging off the other* Of course!%

“*not having finished with his own meal, nor is he finished speaking with Ryuzaki, he decides to stay put, offering a simple explanation to the girls leaving* I’ll be there in a minute once I’ve finished my lunch.”

%Suit yourself. *waits until Misa is by her side before they head towards the hallway*%

“*doesn’t respond to the girls leaving, too occupied with his food that he chews with a passion* *decides to look toward Light, curious* You don't have any other friends to eat with? Surely I'm not your first choice, considering our arguments so far.”

“Well, even though we have our differences - *’obviously’ he loudly thinks* - I think we actually have a lot in common. So, I’d like to get to know you better. *can’t deny the real reason he’s doing this, as he’s uncharacteristically eager to get to know him better, and while it’s mostly out of curiosity, he realizes there’s something else as well*”

“-? *visibly tilts his head in surprise, as he hadn’t expect to hear such a thing after making it a personal mission to push him away from the beginning* *chews his food in silence, not sure how to handle such a request, but something tells him to at least amuse the other* What do you want to know? I’ve already told you a majority of who I am.”

“Well, for one.. *watches him keenly, no longer consuming his own food and his attention solely on him, and he figures if he can learn more about him, then maybe this curiosity will disappear* What’s your family like? Do you have any siblings?”

“*picks at his food only to keep himself busy, this personal prodding something he isn’t used to* - From what I am aware, I am an only child. My mother abandoned me when I was young, and I was adopted by my guardian now.”

“*doesn’t personally feel too empathetic, only addressing the fact that perhaps that’s why he acts so strange* And you’ve lived in England up until now?”

“*nods, nudging away a plate of sweets he no longer wants* For the most part. We traveled some when I was young, but settled once Watari founded the Academy. *takes a bite out of a colorful piece of mochi, pointing his chopsticks toward Light* What is your family like? ”

“*hadn’t expected Ryuzaki to question him in return, but he figures he’s doing so to be polite - even if he doesn’t seem the type to really care about being polite or not* My father is the chief of police, and my mother stays at home most of the time to take care of our family. I also have a younger sister; she attends Tsukuba Junior High, year 8.”

“I say can’t I’m surprised. *he says as he swallows, twirling the utensils in his hand* One look and it’s a given that you’re the perfect son in a perfect family- and an Alpha on top of it all. *refrains from rolling his eyes, taking a rather harsh bite, this time from a pink piece* What a prize you must be.”

“That’s what they say. *chuckles casually, though it’s certainly not genuine* Though, I can’t say I’m very different from any other Alpha at this school. Most everyone here comes from a normal, typical family. That’s why it’s such a shock for everyone to see you here. No offense, but you certainly don’t look normal.”

“*his eyes go up, pretending to looked shocked by the confession* I’m not? *touches his hair, temporarily flattening it out* I never knew that being unkempt was such a big deal.”

“*easily detects his sarcasm* Well, maybe it’s because you don’t tuck your shirt in. *rests his head against his hand, observing him as he makes the comment, and as he does, he notices something almost off about his frame, but he chooses not to comment on it* Some people probably even think it’s disrespectful towards the school.”

“Perhaps they shouldn’t care about what their students are wearing and instead about their intelligence. *mumbles* *picks up his last piece of mochi, hovering it close to Light’s lips* Take this, I’m full.”

“ - No, thanks. I don’t actually like sweets very much. *gestures with his hand to get it out of his face, even just a whiff of it too sweet* Though, when are you going to eat something actually healthy? If you want, I’m sure they’re still serving lunch.”

“*shrugs slightly, deciding to just put it on the plate to possibly take for later* This is healthy for me. It’s rare that I don’t eat anything without sugar in it.”

“It’s rare for Alphas to even like sweets, much less consume only it. *watches him, scrutinizing him* That’s usually an Omega trait.”

“*suddenly looks up, stunted by the direct statement, and he almost curses himself for not being more careful, but he counters him almost immediately with a sharp look* I resent that insinuation. Nine percent of Alphas are born with their tastebuds reversed, and I was taught not to be ashamed by it.”

“*rolls his eyes, though it’s subtle, but he’s aware that what he’s saying is right* Well, you’re the first person I’ve met who’s like that. Did you ever use to think you would present as an Omega?”

“*can’t help but find the irony of all of this, even if it's just him who can appreciate it* No. As I told you, I was surrounded by betas at my last school, so I just assumed I would be the same.”

“Hm, right. Still, it’s not common for Betas to have any sort of specific taste; they’re usually very normal. *decides to not think anything of his backwards tastebuds, simply watching as he continues to pick through the sweets* Though, it seems you like sugar more than even the typical Omega. Or are you just craving it more so today?”

“I like what I like. *he says bluntly, his brows twitching rather annoyed by his stereotypes, despite its true background* I am an Alpha, but I am also a human being. Why must you classify everything I do?”

“*frowns, having thought he was making casual conversation - though with someone like Ryuzaki, he can see why he’s touched a nerve* Well, it isn’t every day I get to talk to a foreigner. It’s only natural to be curious.”

“*once Light responds back with a calm retort, embarrassment grows in him, so he quickly avoids eye contact, a small mumble coming out* -- I’m sorry. It’s been slightly overwhelming to come to a new country that's so-- culturally different. I'm certainly not used to it.”

“Mm. *makes a short sound of acknowledgment, figuring already it’s a strange situation for him to go through* Well, why don’t I show you around? It seems you already have a good understanding of the language and manners.”

“You want to show me around? *hesitantly asks, not sure what he’d get from such a thing* I thought you had a meeting to attend to.”

“Around the city after school, I mean. The meeting is before our third period. *is usually not one to make plans with someone of his own accord, even those he considers friends, so doing so feels somewhat strange* Speaking of which, I should get going. As the potential president of the student body, it wouldn’t look good if I were late. *begins to stand, looking towards his watch and noting that he still has a few minutes*”

“*watches the other stand, still not understanding why he’s chosen to do this, and yet he can't bring himself to say no, so he says nothing at all, offering him only a nod in response*”

“*this time, minutes before third period begins, he’s the first in the classroom, settled in the back of the room and fully prepared* *his second class was somewhat of a repeat of the first, having clashed immediately with the bulk of the Alphas, but he has high hopes for this class, even somewhat anticipating to see the ‘perfect’ Alpha back in the flesh* -? *suddenly realizes what he’s thinking, to the point where he literally shakes his head to rid himself of it, sulking back in his seat*”

“*having just finished with the class representatives meeting, he arrives to class just a minute prior to the bell ringing* *takes a look around, noticing this class is much smaller student-wise than his first two, and once he sees Ryuzaki among them, he offers a forced smile, choosing to continue this friendly act* *approaches him, sitting in the free seat to his right, setting his things down* Long time no see.”

“*looks over at him, just slightly more welcoming than the first time, and that's only because of the class putting him in good spirits* How was your meeting? Perfect like you, I assume?”

“*rolls his eyes, though he’s not surprised he keeps referring to him with the same type of terminology, but what’s most annoying is how sarcastic it is* It went well. We’re holding votes next week.”

“I’m sure you’ll win. *adds almost immediately, just to cement his sarcastic nature in, but suddenly he grins* Unless I run against you. I'm sure I have time to add my name in on the ballot.”

“You’d have to work a miracle to get it. *responds rather bluntly, despite the nice tone he speaks in* That said, if you somehow could get the word out to the entire school, people may vote for you just because you’re ‘interesting’.”

“*rolls his eyes, the smile being wiped away for something more nonchalant* I have no desire to be a president, you’re more than welcome to the position.”

!*just as the bell rings he makes his way into the class, a laptop case slung over his shoulder and a smile on his face* Good afternoon, everyone. Welcome to Criminal Analysis. I am Mr. Tsuyaki, and I look forward to a wonderful class with you all. *bows slightly towards his students, before setting his things at his desk and picking up a marker to begin writing on the board*!

“*isn’t interested in the professor until he notes he’s wearing emerald green cufflinks on his suit, and his eyes go up slightly in surprise* He’s a beta.”

“Not every advanced class is led by an Alpha. *mumbles in response as he watches the teacher write on the board, and so he grabs a small notebook from his bag, flipping it open to a blank page and beginning to idly jot down what he writes*”

“Hm. *feels somewhat at ease by that, thinking that he has more of a playing field in an argument’s sake* *simply watches the writing, curious to where it will lead*”

!*once he’s finished, he turns back around, an excited look on his face* So, once you’re finished copying down our introductory notes, I’d like to start our class with a little role play session! I just need two volunteers..!

“*normally wouldn't put himself in the spotlight if necessary, but he decides to do if only to show off his skills* *raises his hand, simply adding* I will, sir. I am Ryuzaki Lawliet.”

!Well done, Mr. Lawliet! Now just one more. Don’t be shy everyone! !

“*a beat of silence passes, no one responding to his request, and somehow the idea of Ryuzaki interacting with any of the other Alphas in the class causes a sudden surge of - jealousy?* .. *questions the feeling for a moment, before calmly raising his hand* I’ll go.”

!Excellent! It’s wonderful to have you, Mr. Yagami. *happy that he didn’t have to force anyone, eagerly gesturing for them to come up as he pulls a chair to the front of the class* Alright, so we’re going to be a scene where one of you will be playing the criminal, and the other a detective. Light, I’ll have you be the detective and Ryuzaki the criminal.!

“*shrugs, not caring either way, especially if it means he gets to sit down while doing this experiment*”

!*leans against his desk, easily explaining the situation* Now, Mr. Yagami, your objective is going to be analysing the main suspect of a murder, which is Ryuzaki here. Ryuzaki, you are going to try and make it as difficult as you can for your prosecutor to get the information he needs, which will force him to try and catch you in lies. *pulls two pieces of paper out from behind his back, handing them to the respected person* These are going to tell you the information you need to get, or what you need to hide in our criminal’s case. If Light gets all of his answers, he wins. If Ryuzaki manages to cover his story, he wins. Sound easy enough? !

“*scans the note-card for his given information, rather intrigued by the idea of competing against Light* *after a moment of thought, he nods* I think I can manage.”

“Alright. *stands and approaches the front of the classroom, taking his card from the teacher with a simple thank you* *begins looking over the notecard, internally frowning once he realizes how much of a piece of cake this will be* Okay, I'm ready. Ryuzaki?”

“*looks up at him, not answering him outright before he’s already beginning their little scene* I don’t know why you have me here, Sir. I've done nothing wrong.”

“Really? *quirks an eyebrow, watching him keenly as they start this roleplay* Then, how about you start telling me why we found you running from the crime scene?”

“Why wouldn’t I run? *questions, his voice even but his volume raises* I found my lover dead, I wanted to get help.”

“Yet you chose to ignore the viable option of your home telephone? Or, not to mention, in today’s society nearly everyone has a cellphone. Did you not think of that?”

“*scoffs, crossing his arms in front of his chest* I'm sorry detective, I unfortunately do not have the luxury of a home telephone. Money is tight, so while we do have cells phones, the service was turn off. I was running to a neighbor’s to use theirs.”

“I’ll send a notice to check on that. *figures there isn't much he can do with that point, so he moves on* How would you describe your relationship with your significant other?”

“*suddenly he breaks eye contact with Light, but only for a moment* It was normal. We had our fair share of arguments, but I felt very strongly for him. He had been my mate since high school.”

“*keeps his eyes on him, noting that he looks away for a second* Would you say you were loyal?”

“Of course I was. *responds instantly, with seriousness behind his worlds* I would never think about betraying him.”

“*decides to be a little bit more direct, speaking calmly but bluntly* And how long have you been seeing other Omegas?”

“*looks taken back by that, even complimented by gasps from several other students in the room, but he keeps calm, even if it’s more strict* I am a monogamous Alpha. Don’t try and turn this on me, Detective. I despise those who go against bond, soul bonded or otherwise.”

“Well, we have a certain Omega, Mr. Higa, in custody who claims to know you - very well. *as they continue roleplaying, he notices Ryuzaki has a certain arrogance to him, more so than he’s noticed* What’s your relationship with him?”

“*didn’t expect him to bring in a concrete piece such as another suspect, and he frowns, eyes narrowing* Mr. Higa is a close friend, it is true, but I'm sorry to say he may have lied to you, detective. He is also an Alpha.”

“That is, unless you’re the Omega. *smiles, the line obviously a joke, and he continues on* We also questioned your neighbor. She says she’s grown concerned over the last year how much you and your partner were arguing.”

“*the comment doesn’t go unnoticed, even so much as it causes him to pause until he sees the smile on his face, his glower staying, which thankfully adds to his character* Tell me, does a rocky phase in your relationship mean you’re going to kill your partner? *moves forward, pointing an accusing finger at him* You could also ask my neighbor about how I wasn’t home during the time of my partner’s murder, but you policemen always think you have your stories straight and don’t dare stray from it. ”

“*frowns, eyes narrowing in aggravation* Don’t turn this around on me. *leans forward with arms crossed, almost forgetting this is fake* You were home during the murder. How else could you run away from there? The autopsy indicates he hadn’t been dead much longer than a few minutes before we arrived on scene.”

“I return home every day at the same time, 5:15. *he states fiercely, no room for argument in his tone* And at 5:15 I walked in to see my lover’s body, and I hadn’t even left the entrance. I pause because I’m not a doctor, and I knew I had no other option but to get help if I wanted a chance for his life. If I killed him, why would I run, on a public straight, in pure daylight, detective? Why would I have screamed for everyone to hear? Isn’t that in your report?”

“.. I don’t recall you screaming. *says simply, having already run out of evidence bullet points on his notecard, so he sets it down, a little harshly as he grows frustrated by the situation* Listen. I know you did it. So fess up already.”

“*scoffs, leaning forward to him, an air of challenge on his face as he raises his hands towards him* If you know, then put me away.”

“ ... *feels his rage steadily building, and he stares hard at him with an equally challenging expression* .. I don’t believe you’re innocent, and I’m never wrong.”

“Perhaps you’re too connected to this, detective. *he offers, seeing he has an angle to act on* Perhaps this is the first case that wasn’t simple for you to solve. You’ve hit an end and now you must force your will on someone innocent because you’re afraid of ruining your perfect reputation.”

“*his eyes sharpen as he finishes his short monologue, a thought striking him* How do you know so much about me? Have you been researching the police?”

“*his eyebrow goes up, looking as if Light has lost his mind* I know nothing about you, detective. The most I know is the last name on your badge. I just know your type of person. *he grins* Don’t get so cocky to think I care about who you are. All I want is the freedom I deserve.”

“You don’t deserve any freedom. You murdered your husband, and you deserve to be locked up in jail. *continues, his voice growing steadily louder* If you think I’m going to let you --”

!Whoa, whoa, you two!! *suddenly breaks into between them, a little in awe at how subdued he, and the entire class for that measure, had been at the scene, but from Light’s growing temper he knew it was time to cut it off* That was fantastic, I wouldn’t have done any better myself!

“*easily snaps out of whatever persona he was portraying, biting down on his thumb as he looks up at the teacher, but every so often he glances toward Light, who still has pure anger in his eyes*”

!*takes the paper he had been writing on, scanning it quickly before he speaks anymore* As I’m sure you all guessed, Ryuzaki’s character did indeed kill his spouse. While Mr. Yagami was right to play on the potential of him killing to be with another lover, it was in fact the opposite, as his lover was the one who had the affair. Light, you made great points, but I’m sorry to say that Ryuzaki was able to best you by 6 points, so the criminal won.!

“*didn’t think he’d care so much about winning, but suddenly he’s filled with satisfaction, if only because he bested the one who seems so hard to beat* *grins, giving a small bow the teacher as to be polite* Thank you, Sir.”

“ ... Yes. Thank you. *calms down once the teacher interrupted them, and he stands up straight, letting his arms fall to his sides* *bows slightly towards their teacher, before beginning towards his seat - all the while, he can’t help but shift his vision towards Ryuzaki, watching his every move, and he wonders how he could have lost in the first place* ...”

!A round of applause for a wonderful demonstration! *the class gives a steady applause before he grins, turning back to the board* So lets talk about what the detective could have done to make sure the criminal gave him what he wanted! Our first lesson will be about body language! If you’ll open your books to page...!

“*does the same as Light, doing his best to make sure his face is back to normal, despite how he feels on the inside* *keeps to himself, looking straight ahead as the teacher calls for their attention*”

“*doesn’t bother paying attention to what their teacher is saying, instead staring outside once more, attempting to force his rage to subside, but it doesn’t seem to be working so far* ...”

**after class**

“*once the bell has rung and he’s grabbed his bag, he’s out the door before he can make eye contact with anyone - particularly Ryuzaki, and he begins making his way down the hallway* ..”

“*before he manages to even collect all of his things, he notices Light leaving rather abruptly from the classroom* -? *he isn’t sure why, but he feels suddenly compelled to follow him, quickly grabbing his things and walking quickly out of the classroom* *he takes a few moments to scan the hallway, before he locks onto Light, almost jogging to catch up to him* Yagami, you left so quickly that you didn’t copy the assignment from the board.”

“*surprised to hear Ryuzaki’s voice behind him, and he almost doesn’t believe it’s actually him until he catches up* *can’t come up with a logical reason as to why he’s here other than to bother him, so he responds crudely* I didn’t have to. I memorized it.”

“*almost flinches at the tone he gives off, internally cursing his instincts for its sensitivity to behaviour, but he quickly masks it away* I can tell you’re upset, there’s no need to hold it back.”

“You made a fool out of me. *begins to walk a little faster, in effort to escape him and just get to his next class peacefully* You did it purposefully.”

“*is a little surprised that he’s acting almost childishly about this, but he understands that Light seems to have a lot in common with the one who was acting to be in concerns of always being right* We were on opposing sides and I did what I assigned to do. My goal wasn't to embarrass you. You couldn’t expect me to just give up so easily. ”

“*realizes his anger is mostly out of momentary resentment, so he does his best to hold back and calm down* … You’re right. *settles at a slower pace, allowing the other to easily follow alongside him* .. You were just doing the assignment.”

“I was. *he repeats with a small nod* *does not wanting to seem sympathetic, as he knows he’s in the right, but he still tries to be easy about the situation* You must be bored with everything going your way, it should be nice to have competition.”

“A bit of friendly competition is always healthy. *looks towards him with a smile, despite the settling rage he feels* Have you worked cases before?”

“As in detective cases? *he asks, before giving a small nod* Watari used to allow me to help him when he still practiced detective work.”

“*offers a short nod of understanding in return* That’s nice of him. I’m sure it was a good experience. *turns the corner, heading down the hallway, simultaneously watching him from the corner of his eye* .. What’s your next class? Or do you just like following me?”

“*rolls his eyes, but he doesn’t play into his attempt at gauging a reaction* My fourth period is self-study. I’m just going in the direction of the hall where that’s located.”

“.. I have that period as well. *isn’t sure if he feels pleased or irritated over this fact, instead feeling a strange combination of both* Well, at least this means we can study together, if you’d like.”

“You’d like to study with me? I thought you were still angry. *he says with a small amused smile, before quickly moving to another subject so the other doesn’t have time to fester* Is self-study a co-ed classroom? Are there omegas?”

“Typically they try, but the self-study mostly consists of Alphas. Usually they don’t have enough Omegas to justify having a separate section open each period, so the classes always end up co-ed. *begins towards the door once he sees it, gesturing towards it* Not that it matters. There are enough study rooms for everyone’s individual use, if they want it. There’s also a large room where people can study together instead.”

“*relieved to hear they are at least able to try, that being some progress compared to what’s mainly going on about this school* *isn’t sure why, but he feel compelled to keep Light close to him, if only to pick his brain* We don’t have much to study today. We’ll get a room together and discuss more, see if we have anything in common beyond our gender.”

“That sounds fine. *contemplated giving an excuse, not knowing if he’d be up to it today, but he can’t help the part of him that wants to continue this conversation* You don’t want to actually study?”

“Perhaps we’ll do a little of both. *gives him a cheeky smile, thumb propped up against his lip* Maybe I could tutor you so we’re on the same level.”

“Yeah, right. *can’t help his annoyed attitude slip through, but he suspects the comment is a joke* Today wasn’t even a good indication of what you know or don’t. *pushes open the door once they reach it, exposing the large study area with bookshelves of references, doors all along the sides leading into private study rooms*”

((This is like a prequel to the original AU))

“*eyes open up at the sight of the room, it looking more lavish than he expected* *follows him as he figures the other knows what he’s doing* You should just assume I’m intelligent. You said so yourself that it’s very unlikely for new students to come this late in one’s career.”

((this ain’t a library moo))

“There are people who are good on paper without being that intelligent. Memorizing facts isn’t a sure fire method. *leads them to one of the study rooms, already expecting it to be empty since he’s informally claimed it since his first year*”

((It was a general comment ass))

“I am not that type of person. *he states matter-of-factly, not wanting him to mistake it* You’ll see that after I surpass you as best in the class.”

“*smirks, opening the door and entering, before closing it behind Ryuzaki* You can try, I guess. Just don’t be down when it doesn’t work.”

“You’re quite confident, aren't you? *looks around the room, noting it’s relatively ordinary, but it is still particularly nice considering* *sits in a chair to the side, looking rather mischievous behind his monotone stare* Do you have a lot of girls in here, Light? I'm sure everyone swoons at the chance for a ‘private tutor session’ with you.”

((L is trying to be gross because he thinks that's how Alphas talk, he thinks they're gross and they are))

“*rolls his eyes, taking the seat opposite of Ryuzaki* Well, if you listen to rumors, then yes, I’ve had supposedly almost every girl on the cheerleading team. Sometimes more than one at a time, depending on who you talk to.”

“*feels nauseous at just the thought of it, not understand why rumors such of those are considered good for one’s reputation* *looks at him, trying to figure out who Light really is* And? Is it true? Are you in no short supply of females?”

“Requests? No. *responds simply, for some reason finding something about his reaction strange - though everything about Ryuzaki has proven strange so far, so he doesn’t think too much on it* I’ve never followed through though.”

“*slightly surprised by that, thinking Light of all people would bask in such, so he presses further* Why is that? Just from what I’ve seen today there are plenty of beautiful ones here.”

“Not interested. Like I’ve said, I prioritize my studies above them. There’s no point in it. *directs the conversation suddenly towards him, curious* Are you interested in anyone you’ve seen today?”

“*he isn’t sure why, but hearing that fills him with a sense of- relief? He isn’t sure, but he’s content with the answer* *brings up his feet to sit in a more comfortable position, giving him a small shrug of his shoulders, his voice easily selling a lie* A few. They are- smaller than I’m used to, very cute.”

“That’s typical. *wants to comment that he’s fairly small himself and that’s perhaps why he’d prefer a smaller Omega, but he holds it back, figuring it might sound impolite* Are you picky over gender?”

“Not particularly, no. *he says, nonchalant as he chews on the tip of his thumb* The male omegas are just as valuable as the females. *makes sure to keep his eyes on Light as he responds* And you?”

“I haven’t thought about it too much. *isn’t too fond of the conversation shifting back to him, so he asks another question* Maybe you’ll meet someone at the co-ed party.”

“*wants to roll his eyes, already knowing that that won’t happen, but he plays along* Perhaps. Maybe there is an omega that I’m willing to change my mind for.”

“Change your mind? *doesn’t understand the phrasing, so he questions it without too much care*”

((sorry 4 short repo))

“I don’t want a mate. *he clarifies, making sure he can understand where he’s coming from* But I don’t consider myself closed off to anything. Maybe I could find something I’m missing here that I never expected to be missing.”

“... Maybe. *for some reason, his choice of wording sends a flurry of uncomfortable emotion through his gut, and he stares at him, trying to understand it* ..”

“*can obviously feel Light’s eyes on him, and while it’s uncomfortable, he mainly wants to understand what the look is for* Is it that strange?”

“... No. Not at all. *realizes he had been staring for too long, so he provides a distraction by reaching into his bag, pulling out the book from their Criminal Analysis class as a gesture of asking if he wants to study soon* .. I actually feel the same.”

“I suppose we’ll see what comes from it. *decides to move closer in, making the best out of the situation while masking any feelings he doesn’t quite understand* Will you still be taking me on a tour today?”

“If you still want to. *notices him closer only after he's moved, unintentionally stiffening up* It's a big city, but I can show you some places I like. That is, unless you're interested in the bigger social scene, but I don't think you seem the type.”

“Good observation. *responds as he takes the book in his care, opening it up to a certain page* I’d appreciate some in-person memories to collaborate with my historical background of the city, so I'd like that.”

“You researched this place? *can't help the sudden quiet chuckle he emits, the idea of Ryuzaki spending hours reading up on the history of the city somehow amusing* I can't say I'm surprised. You seem the type. Hopefully it doesn't disappoint.”

“*a grin forms as the other laughs, it feeling genuine and more comfortable to engage with, so it leaves himself feeling at ease to engage him just a little more* I’m sure it won’t.”

“Mm. *notices the page he's turned to, but somehow, he isn't all that interested in studying, and so instead he starts to think of places to go* … Well, we could always go to one of the libraries. It has a large courtyard, and some of the plants are still in bloom. *realizes quite suddenly he's going out of his way to entertain another student, but again, he tries to remind himself he's only doing this to satisfy whatever this strange interest is*”

“*just as Light, the textbook dulls in comparison to listening to the other speak, as he’s already imagined a lovely, peaceful library that he could do independent work from* *he nods, shifting just slightly so he can give him more attention* I’d also like to visit a shrine. I find them fascinating, especially due to their rich backgrounds.”

“Hm. I didn’t think you’d be interested in that. *knows there’s several, but he recalls one in particular he used to go to very often* .. Alright. I know one I can take you to.”

“*decides to explain himself at the other’s surprise, lightly rolling his thumb against his bottom lip* I’m not religious by any means, but I do respect the practice and history behind it. The atmosphere is always calm, and I've wanted to experience it myself.”

“*watches him closely, noticing the subtle action and for some reason he’s momentarily mesmerized by it - but it only lasts a second before he shakes himself from it* .. You’re right, it’s a very peaceful atmosphere. I used to go all the time, but now it’s only occasionally, with my family.”

“Really? *seems genuinely curious, he brow even lifting up just slightly to form a new expression* I would assume you would be the religious type, considering how close-knit you stay toward the caste system.”

“Religion has never been a main concern of mine. Dealing with idiots every day, especially ones who are trying to sleep with me, is. *is surprised by his own honesty, so instead he decides to pick his brain, legitimately curious* Why are you so against the caste system yourself?”

“*wants to instantly argue with his point, but he holds back once the question is turned on himself, giving him the same opportunity* I don’t think a human being’s worth should be measured by what their instincts force them to want. *he states, his voice serious* There are some betas stronger than many alphas I've seen. There are omegas far more intelligent than some alphas also. Yet, because they are superior in giving birth, that’s what society thinks should be their sole purpose in life.”

“Well, if an Omega is interested in intellectual activities, they can do it as a hobby. There’s a shortage of population as it is, and if Omegas decide they don’t want to do what it is they’re best at, we could be looking at a declining population. *speaks factually, crossing his arms comfortably, wondering how Ryuzaki could think so childishly*”

((but light, u said u dont want a mate, arent u wasting your genetic potential as well))

“*gives him the most blunt look he could possibly muster, wondering how Light made it this far with such intelligence* I never assumed Omegas would stop having children. Of course they would continue if that's what they desire, but it should be more accessible for them to have other jobs beyond caretakers. An omega can be a parent and a doctor, the two aren't independent.”

“It depends on the situation. *decides he doesn't want to continue arguing, growing tired of it* Besides, why is this so personal to you?”

“*at first he doesn't know what to respond with, as he clearly can't tell him the truth even if he wanted to, but knows an equal experience that shows his feelings just the same* I had a childhood friend who was an omega. He was very intelligent, and always had high dreams, but his parents were against it course. So he was forced into marriage and was bred before he was even seventeen. He had to quit school, and know he’s living a life he doesn't want. *grimaces, suddenly feeling much more uneasy* It makes my skin crawl to see someone’s life wasted.”

“*somehow, despite immediately disbelieving him, he finds it hard to not take his words to heart - but it isn’t too hard to convince himself that’s ridiculous, so he offers a simple explanation* … Well, maybe a certain percentage are capable. But I don’t think so for the most part.”

“*doesn't get frustrated over Light’s not-so change of heart, as he knows there isn’t much he can say to enlighten someone so set in their ways, so he gently lets the topic go* We are both allowed to believe what we want, but for now let's focus on something else. *gently taps the book on the table* Like this.”

“*raises an eyebrow, not expecting it* You’re interested in studying? *smiles* If you’re so intelligent, and I am too, then what’s the point?”

“*scoffs, the attempt at him trying to get out of studying amusing* Would you like to continue staring at me for the rest of our school day then?”

“ - I’m not staring. *responds suddenly and defensively, eyebrows furrowing* *grabs the book, lifting it up for his own viewing, and he turns to chapter five - ‘Verbal Cues and Body Language’*”

“*simply observes him for a moment, head supported by his hand as he glances over at the alpha with amusement still present* *decides not to spoil the moment, simply shifting his vision down to the book to silently follow along*”

“*thinks the comment was likely a joke and an effort to get a reaction out of him, but he remains annoyed* *despite such, he shifts the book so he can read along, and once he’s finished with the short intro, he flips the page, not bothering to ask if Ryuzaki is finished*”

“*once the final bell of the day has rung, he steps out of the main entrance doors with students filtering out around him* *all in all the day wasn’t as bad as he was expecting, despite a few hiccups along the way* *waits out in a small spot of shade, expecting his new acquaintance out at any minute*”

“*sure enough, he calmly appears within a few minutes, and immediately he spots the disheveled appearance of Ryuzaki, waving over to him as he walks over to him* *speaks once he reaches him* Well, are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be. *says quietly, starting to walk down the sidewalk to where a dressed up male standing in front of a black car is waiting for him* I hope you don’t mind my driver escorting us.”

“Driver? *had thought they'd be walking, since it isn't too far - or even taking a train, and he notices the car waiting* Where do you get that kind of money, Ryuzaki?”

“*gestures him to follow, walking up to the car once the driver sees him* Watari made a considerable amount of money as a detective. I'm only a high school student after all, I can't provide for myself. *the driver opens the door for both of them and he climbs in, waiting for him to take the driver’s seat* Just tell him where to go.”

“Still, this seems excessive. *his point is only proven further as he notices the clean, luxurious interior, and once he sits down completely and buckles his seat belt, he runs his hand over the expensive leather* ..”

“*doesn't see anything excessive about it, as he’s used to it from his years of growing up under Watari, but he enjoys seeing Light’s expression* We can't stay here forever.”

“ - Right. *notices the other man is waiting in the driver’s seat, so he speaks up* Sensoji Temple of Asakusa, please.”

“*watches his driver give Light a small bow before he begins to drive, leaving them to focus on each other* Did your first day back go as you expected?”

“It was typical. Nothing special. *leans back against his seat, looking over towards Ryuzaki* How about you? Was your first day here any different than your past school?”

“It certainly was. *he says, his tone showing as if that was obvious* The culture aside, I’m used to everyone knowing who I am and how I operate. I was spoiled in the sense.”

“So everyone just assumed you were the most intelligent. *states matter-of-factly, but he isn’t surprised, and he wonders if maybe that’s why he feels a strange liking towards him, as he’s one of the only people he’s ever met whose intelligent is on par with his own*”

“It wasn’t as if I didn’t make that apparent on my own in the beginning. *states clearly, just so he doesn’t think anything else* When I was three, I already had created a thesis on sleeping disorders because my stuffed rabbit’s eyes wouldn’t close at night.”

“ - *can’t help but to suddenly laugh, finding that all too amusing, and while typically he’d think it was a preposterous story, somehow it seems very fitting for Ryuzaki* Have you ever had an imaginary friend? *as he speaks, he turns to look out the window, watching as they transcend further away from the city*”

“*shakes his head, knowing he never liked the thought of an imaginary friend* I preferred leaving my imagination to things like books. Friends have never been a priority. *looks toward him after a while of glancing around, curious* Did you?”

“No. You just seemed the type. *looks towards him as well, no longer interested in the scenery* … Do you have any friends?”

“*thinks about that for a moment while a small frown goes to his lips* I didn’t like people very much. I had acquaintances, but no one I would consider a friend.”

“Hm. *considers that, and in some sense, he can find similarities between them - despite that, he decides to speak before Ryuzaki can redirect the conversation towards him* Perhaps you’ll find more friends here.”

“*his brow goes up, and he can’t help but give him a cheeky smile* Are you planning on being one of those friends, Light Yagami?”

“If you’d like. *the statement comes out easily, but it’s unintentional, as he has the habit of letting things like that slip out, but somehow, the connotation is different this time* .. Unless that’s a problem.”

“*doesn't know how to respond, as he didn't think he’d actually say yes, and he never put much priority in friendships before* *shrugs simply, but his look is soft* That’s fine. Having a popular friend may put me with some advantages.:

“Ah. *of course doesn’t believe him, not knowing how knowing someone popular would be beneficial for him* Anyone could have shown you around the city, you know. Not just a popular student.”

“But you could help me in several different aspects school-wise, especially if you become the president instead of me. *grins, clearly teasing*”

“*raises an eyebrow, wondering if his intentions are elsewhere* Even as president, I wouldn’t have a lot of influence over what goes on in the school. It’s more of a social thing. *smiles, and he teases in return* Are you still planning on running against me?”

“Perhaps. Or I could just allow you to take the position while I take vice president. *muses, biting against his thumb* Then you will do all the work and I will reap the credit.”

“There's already someone who plans on being Vice President. That girl you met earlier - The Alpha, Kiyomi. *doesn’t think he's at all serious, but it's an amusing conversation* She would beat you.”

“Oh? *his brow goes up, a little challenge in his eyes* I think I could manage that position, even if I am new. I have quite the acting skills.”

“Acting? *raises an eyebrow, confused by the wording* Well, you are an Alpha, so you're at least qualified. But, I'm afraid you don't know too much about our school politics to even act correctly.”

“*doesn’t mind his doubt, as Light clearly has an interest in keeping him an inferior just for his ego’s sake, so he shrugs* We’ll see.”

((I don’t really wanna roleplay the sight-seeing ://))

((u just wanna rp making out))

“*notices they’re approaching deeper into the city, where just beyond is the shrine they're visiting* *decides to settle back in his seat, mulling his words over in his head as they rest in comfortable silence the rest of the way* …..”

**a week later**

“*having finished his day at school, he begins walking out the building, everyone around him discussing excitedly the multi-gendered party taking place at Misa’s house tonight* *as he tunes out their conversations, he sees Ryuzaki just ahead, leaving the building as well and likely heading home* *picks up his pace a little, not understanding why the sudden need to catch him before he goes, calling out his name once he catches up just moments later* - Ryuzaki. Are you leaving?”

“*just managed to make it outside before he notices Light calling out to him* *turns around, saving his pace to wait until Light is closer, to which then he nods* I was about to go home and begin work on tonight’s assignment. Why, do you need something?”

“I’m sure you've heard of Misa’s party tonight. We mentioned it yesterday. *stands directly in front of him, and for some reason, he feels compelled to invite him* Are you going?”

“*seems immediately disinterested as he shifts books around in his hand* As you’re aware, I’m not a fan of parties. I think it would be best to go and do my work.”

“*had figured as such, and he offers a simple shrug* That’s too bad. I have to go, and it would have been nice to know someone decent there.”

“*at that, he becomes more aware, somehow enjoying the thought of being wanted by the other* You have many friends, why would I be the only one to make you enjoy it?”

“*shrugs, again, beginning walking along the sidewalk so as to make forward progress with heading home, expecting Ryuzaki to follow* You’re interesting to talk to. I don't plan on staying long, anyway.”

“Then why go? *he asks as a rhetorical, a small grin on his face* *he can’t understand why, but now he’s compelled to accept the other’s invitation, so as they walk forward, his voice is quiet, more in his throat as he speaks* What will happen there, if I go?”

“*looks towards him, curious* Have you never been to a party? *realizes the question is idiotic the moment he says it, so he continues on* Talking, dancing. There will be food, too. Misa’s parents also have a library.”

“Ah, so just an average get-together. *he sums it, surprised, as he was thinking along the lines of something much more-- teenager* ..Then I suppose it won’t hurt to go for a short while, just so you won’t be bored, that is.”

((It will be more teenager lol))

“*surprised he's actually agreed, but he can't say he isn't pleased* Do you want a ride there? Or -- *notices the familiar, black car from the other day, waiting for Ryuzaki* -- Do you have that covered?”

“I think I’ll manage on my own. You can send me the address. *pulls out the cellphone from his pocket, taking a moment to get to the correct page and handing it to Light* Put in your number.”

“*for some reason, he hadn't presumed Ryuzaki to be the type to have - or at least carry around nice things like cell phones, but he realizes that it's likely a necessity for him* *wordlessly accepts the phone, typing his name and number in, before returning it* I don't think it's a stretch to assume you’re not the texting type.”

((like texting on a reg basis))

“Oh, no, I love to text. Every minute of every day. *says, clearly sarcastic, but it has a playful tone to it* *puts his phone back in his pocket, turning on his heel and giving him a backwards wave as he starts to his car* I’ll see you later tonight. Goodbye, Mr. Yagami.”

“*stills for a moment, caught off guard by his humor, and something about it is more amusing than usual* .. *hides a conflicted smile, raising his hand to wave despite Ryuzaki already being turned around* See you there.”

“*as soon as his car stop at its destination, he gets out, offering a small sound of gratitude before he shuts the door* *looks at the large home in front of him, impressed by its beauty, but rather put off by the music coming inside* *decides to continue either way, walking up to the door and just entering, as he presumes everyone has been doing so either way*”

%*in the main room with Misa by her side, chatting with those around with mild interest before she notices another person walk in the door* ? *frowns as soon as he sees the spiky black hair, not expecting him to actually show up* It looks like you have another guest.%

%Huh? *looks over, and once she notices the unmistakable disheveled appearance of Ryuzaki, she immediately huffs* What’s he doing here? Who invited him?%

%You did, darling. *she says with as much kindness as she can muster* But surely he wouldn’t come without pressure from someone else. I wonder..%

“*looks around the entrance for a moment before he wanders around, eventually coming across Misa and Kiyomi, not interested in talking to them but knowing they’ll have information* Hello. Where is Light?”

%*looks confused for a moment as she tries to remember inviting Ryuzaki, and when she does, she remembers thinking it would be impossible he’d actually show up* *once he approaches, she puts on a fake, happy smile, knowing she needs to keep up appearances, momentarily* Light? Oh - *thinks, tapping her chin* Last I saw him was in the second living room!%

%*just watches Ryuzaki as Misa explains, sharp eyes scanning his pathetic figure, and she almost feels nauseous just by looking at him* When do you as Light become so close? Didn’t you just spend an entire afternoon with him?%

“*was just about to leave before Takada rudely make herself part of the conversation, his eyes down with no amusement* When did it become your business who he spends his time with?”

%-? *didn't expect such a foul response, her eyes instantly darkening as she rises from her seat to stand threatening close to him* You may be an alpha, but you still have a proper place here, and it is far below me.%

%*her nice facade drops immediately as he speaks so rudely to Takada, to which her eyes light up in anger* *nods abruptly in agreement to what she has to say, before continuing herself* You realize he's only being “nice” to you because you're a new student! He's just trying to look good to become the student body president.%

“*his glance flickers between the two of them, but he mainly keeps track of Takada, of course not backing down to her despite her attempts to force him* *he can't avoid the strange feeling of doubt in Light, but he quickly reminds himself that it doesn't matter, so he stays strong* Enjoy your evening. *is all he responds with before he turns on his heel, heading in the direction Misa pointed*”

%*doesn’t stop glaring until he’d out of her sight completely, and then she huffs, completely annoyed now* He should only hope we have mercy on him, or the rest of the year will play none in his favor.%

%*nods in agreement, huffing audibly* He’s also obviously stupid if he thinks Light actually cares about him.%

“*sitting in the living room, looking through one of the tableside tourist books as a few other peers around him talking animatedly to him and each other* *responds occasionally, as needed, flipping through the pages at the same time*”

“*after the experience with the two girls he left in a sour mood, not to mention the countless amount of careless teenagers all through the home, but as soon as he reaches the living room and sees Light, he feels somewhat better* *decides to sneak up behind him, leaving down and whispering in his ear* Boo.”

“*actually jumps slightly from the sudden familiar voice in his ear, not having had the privilege of the other students around him to have noticed him either and point him out, and immediately he turns in Ryuzaki’s direction* - You came.”

“*nods, walking around him once he’s made his reveal so that he can catch a seat beside him* Though I’ve been here not even ten minutes and I seem to have upset the hosts. *he says with very little care, leaving his head on his hand* I don’t think the alpha girl likes me very much.”

“*smiles, laughing a little* Don’t feel offended; they don’t like much of anyone. *the students talking to him don’t pay attention to him now, instead talking amongst themselves* What did they say?”

“*feels strange actually admitting what they were talking about, but he responds in a casual tone, just to make it seem like no deal* They assume I think that I’m more valuable than everyone else because you invited me.”

“This party is for everyone. Misa even said so. *figures it would be like her to invite everyone and then complain about it, and he shuts the book, setting it back on the coffee table* Well, are you having fun so far, besides that?”

“I just arrived, I haven't had any chance to have ‘fun’. *responds honestly while he looks around the room, noting every seeming to have a great time, and even greater for those with cups in their hands* Is it normal to have co-ed parties like this? Aren't they dangerous?”

“They don’t have co-ed parties very often. Usually, if an Omega’s in heat, they just don’t show up. We haven’t had an incident in a while. *looks around as well, noticing people are already getting into the alcohol - but he figures they still have some time before it gets crazier* .. Though, it’s not uncommon for an Omega to go into heat early during a party.”

“What? *asks, somewhat dumbfounded that a group of young adults could handle that situation, and he even grows internally concerned* What do you do? Alphas under the influence and exposed to heat pheromones are lethal.”

“As far as I’ve been here, it’s only happened twice. Both times, the party disbanded almost immediately, and the other Omegas helped protect them. *vaguely recalls the situation last year, but he had left before, both times* I wasn’t there to actually witness it though. I imagine it would have been difficult for the Alphas, but... *trails off, deciding to not continue, and he hopes Ryuzaki doesn’t push it* .. Let’s just hope that doesn’t happen this time.”

“*he nods, not able to comprehend the possibility or what would become of the situation, but he hopes along with Light that it won’t be an issue* Are Misa’s parents wealthy? *asks as a side, still observing the luxurious decor in the room*”

“*nods, looking around and noticing how extravagant everything is, despite having seen it plenty of times* Misa’s mother is a model, and her father is a surgeon, so they’re definitely well off.”

“I can’t say I’m surprised; she looks like the type to enjoy the finer things in life. *stands up, suddenly having an interest to roam around* I’m sure you know her house relatively well. Guide me around.”

((i’m so fucking excited fam))

“*raises an eyebrow, surprised, as he expected Ryuzaki to want to stay in one spot* Really? *asks rhetorically, before standing, placing his hands in his pockets comfortably as he examines the other* Alright then. It’s a rather large house, though.”

“I think I’ll survive. *starts to look around as they exit, and he swears some of the people have yet to migrate at all from where they were when he came in* Where are you taking me then?”

“We can see most of the main rooms if we walk along this main hallway. *follows, gesturing to the large, oversized hallway with a grand staircase, and he heads down along it, avoiding the stairs and managing to avoid all the students hanging out* *as he approaches the next room, he gestures inside, which you can see through the glass window in the door* That’s Misa’s father’s study. - Hence why it’s locked.”

“It beautiful. *mumbles as he looks in, seeing a plethora of books and elegant wooden furniture* And they’re okay with this gathering? Or is this something everyone will have to take to their graves?”

“*smiles* According to Misa, her parents are alright with this. But I’m still not too sure. *as they continue down the hallway, there are less students, only a few sitting in a circle on the side, playing a game* This is only the second time a party’s been held at Misa’s. *as they continue down, he gestures to the next room, a large arc opening into an extravagant living room* This is their primary living room.”

“Primary? *he mumbles, having to crane his neck to see everything* *examines some of the different ‘artifacts’ of the room, including some of the family photos, which occasionally have Takada in as well* I assume Misa and Koyomi have been together for some time, considering how young they look in these photos. Were they arranged together?”

“Not officially, but they introduced them, and they took a liking to each other. *observes the pictures, noticing they actually look genuinely happy* ... I guess it’s better that way, though.”

“*even if he hasn’t found any fondness with them, he has to agree* I’ve never been one for arranged courtships. I understand from the past where it could be a necessity, but not in our modern setting. *takes a glance back at Light, suddenly interested* Have you been victim to such a proposal?”

“My parents have a few ideas for me, but I’ve assured them I want to finish college first. *secretly, he knows he just wants to avoid the inevitable, but he doesn’t say that aloud* *looks towards him, skeptical* Have you?”

“*beings that their situations are slightly different, he of course has to modify his story, but he gives a shrug of his shoulders nonetheless* My guardian and I have an agreement about my policies on omegas being forced into marriage, so no, I won’t be taking part in that tradition.”

“How nice. You must feel lucky, then. *feels a certain envy towards him, but he hides it well* *as they approach towards the back, a large, white and decorated kitchen in homely fashion lays beyond another arch* This is the kitchen. Usually, they don’t cook though, but sometimes Misa does.”

“*as they go along, he grows more and more impressed with the place, despite coming from a home of also grand architecture* It’s a marvelous place. Misa must be overjoyed to live in such a space, though I’m sure it’s easily grown accustomed to. *slides his fingertips against a glossy countertop, it of course sparkling clean* How did you become friends again?”

(I think I just have a freudian slip - as soon as I thought of kitchen I thought of like L on the counter with ya know things happening to him)

((moo wtf XD))

“*notices a few plates of mostly untouched hors d’oeuvres, consisting of various small snacks and sweets* *as Ryuzaki questions him, he has to think about it, but he distinctly remembers it was never an intentional thing* ... We became friends when we entered high school. I think it was mainly based on our shared interests. For example, both Kiyomi and I wanted to be a part of the class representatives, and we shared a lot of similar ideas.”

((it was mainly bc they both agreed on liking the hierarchy and both think they’re superior, etc))

“Hm, seems like a average beginning. *speaks as he also eyes the snacks, plucking a small cake-type sweet and taking a bite* But I can’t help but feel you’re somewhat different than them, in terms of your intelligence. You seem more- open, I guess you could say.”

“Open? *questions curiously, as there are more ways than one to interpret that* *idly takes a piece of mango from the tray of fruit, figuring he hasn’t had anything sweet in a while*”

((lol u kno those people who think eating fruit as a dessert is a thing))

“You may have thought some of my ideals were completely strange, but you are one of the few that hasn’t ridiculed me completely for them. *his eyes grow a little more familiar as he looks at him* I know it’s only been a short time since we’ve met, but I am grateful for that.”

“*is surprised he’s brought this up so suddenly, and still, he can’t help but wonder why Ryuzaki feels so personally obligated to have this strong of any opinion* ... No problem. *breaks eye contact, taking another piece of fruit in his hand, but he doesn’t eat it quite yet* .. I only think you shouldn’t be so loud about your opinions. Kiyomi, and the others like her, are very persistent about having everyone think the same way. Being on her bad side hasn’t tended to bode well.”

“I think I can handle my own, Light. Don’t worry. *stays quiet for a moment, a sudden thought coming to mind, something that he knows won’t go well if he allows it to be know, but as he looks toward Light it’s as if his lips have a mind of their own* -- Have you ever wanted to do something taboo? Something not along with everyone else?”

“*raises an eyebrow, noting internally that Ryuzaki has a rather strange way of putting things, and he has the tendency to bring things up randomly - though, he suspects it’s because he’s constantly in thought more so than in the moment* - Like what?”

“*just as the irrational thought comes, he immediately catches himself, standing upright and starting to walk away without warning* Nothing, it was a silly rhetorical question. I’d like to go further now.”

“*hesitates, wondering if he should pry further, but he doesn’t* .. Alright. *places the piece of strawberry in his mouth, chewing and swallowing it as he heads out of the kitchen once more* *to the right is a darkened hallway, obviously not in use by anyone else, and at the end lies a large, wooden door* Down here is the library.”

((i feel rly weird bc i’m imagining this house a certain way and ur probably imagining smth totally different))

“They have a library as well? *obviously curious, as he didn’t expect there to be such a thing, but he’s certainly interested in it’s contents* *starts to go inside, turning on the light to expose several rows of bookshelves, all with different subjects of various levels of logic* - It’s very nice.”

“I told you that. *having been in this library many times to borrow books, he isn’t as affected, but he still appreciates the overall quality of the room itself* There are a lot of medical books, but there’s many other subjects as well.”

“*decides to look around, picking up a few books at a time to read their summaries or gauge their purpose, while simultaneously giving himself time to quiet whatever strange lingering thoughts are going through his mind* ...”

“*notices something strange about his behavior, and he contemplates bringing it up* .. Found anything yet? *passes his fingers over one of the shelves, idly recognizing the titles, but he fixes his attention of the lithe figure in the corner of his eye*”

“There’s plenty I’d love to actually read. It’s too bad I don't find Misa’s friendship valuable enough. *he pretends to joke, even if it is true, just to keep things on the right path*”

“*laughs a little - and it’s actually genuine, rather than forced* I’m sure if you play your cards right, you could pretend to be Misa’s friend.”

“I don't think I would even want that. *he says honestly, glancing toward him with a passive expression* You could leave me here, if you like. I'm sure you have friends looking for you.”

“I invited you here, didn’t I? *sees one book in particular, but he doesn’t yet grab it, figuring he can come back at some point later and retrieve it* And I said I did so you could keep me company.”

“*doesn’t respond, but he swears his heart quickens at the declaration, to which he thoroughly denies* *looks toward the door, thinking it may be best to be back with the crowd* We should go.”

“*for some reason, he feels his heart quicken a bit, and he wonders if it's a mild sugar rush, but he hardly ate any amount of sugar* .. *finally registers what Ryuzaki said, to which he frowns* Why? We just got here.”

“There’s no reason to dwell here. After all, we’re away from the rest of the party. *comments as he keeps his back turned, trying to tell himself that it’s only his emotions getting worked up, but something keeping screaming at him to get closer to Light, which only makes him walk away* - It’s just a regular library, we can leave--”

“What’s wrong with you? *can’t help but to immediately state the obvious, even if it comes out rude, as he can tell the other Alpha is acting strange, even for him* *as soon as that thought crosses his mind, he feels a dizzying confusion subconsciously envelop him, not yet aware of it* Are you upset over something?”

((Sorry my responses are bad))

“... *his fists tighten together at his sides, frustrated beyond belief at his ridiculous instincts, only assuming he’s growing closer to his heat, which would explain his emotions creating confusing thoughts* *he turns around his face wiped clean of any expression, and his tone professional* I’m sorry, I’m having difficulty keeping my head on straight. There may be an omega trying to show off their scent nearby. I feel overwhelmed, so I think I should go home.”

“Really? *usually, he can at least smell whenever an Omega is nearby - but now that Ryuzaki mentions it, he does smell something, a sweet, fruity scent - is it strawberries?* … There was no one outside in the hallway though.”

“I have a very strong sense of smell, It could be anyone in the house. *he hastily explains, turning back around and heading toward the door* It’s best if I leave before I find on, I don’t want anything bad happening tonight. I’ll talk to you tomorrow at school.”

“No - *reaches for him, taking his shoulder* - I smell something too. You're not going crazy. *looks around, and while he can't yet identify where the subtle scent is excreting from, his eyes eventually fall on Ryuzaki, a strange glint in them* …”

((Light ain’t aware that it's him btw))

“*the hand on is shoulder feels hot, almost like it’s burning through his shirt* *he frowns, looking around at to see the look in Light’s eyes, and suddenly feels like he’s lost, and even worse, losing his control* Light.. You need to back away from me, now. ”

“What? *the question isn't only directed at Ryuzaki, but also towards himself, wondering why he feels a strange attraction to the other as the feeling becomes more apparent* …..”

“*swallows thickly as he realizes he can’t get out of this, as his body is pulling itself toward Light, the desire for the other impossible to deny any longer* Damn-- *mumbles, his hand reaching up to grasp at Light’s arm, and while he tries to push it away, he only ends up pulling him closer, just so they land mere inches apart* .. I don’t know what I’ll do to you if you don’t leave now. *speaks in a grave tone, completely perplexed by why this is happening so suddenly, but whatever it is brings on more feelings than he can stand*...”

“*recognizes the strangeness of the situation, considering the other’s an Alpha, and he's never even been attracted to someone before - not like this - but the thought is fleeting, easily slipping from his mind* *steps closer as Ryuzaki touches his arm, and he feels suddenly dizzy, only barely understanding his words* … I’m not leaving.”

“Light... *fingers dig against the side of his leg, so much that he could swear he’s going to pierce a hole in the fabric* *licks his lips, forcing himself to hold back a sound as he can feel Light’s presence emanating around him* *he leans forward, eyes growing heavy under his spell, yet he still tries to resist* We.. can’t.”

“*doesn’t realize he’s stepped closer to him until he’s in his close proximity, looking towards him with a mixture of sudden lust and confusion - a look unlike him* … *is about to respond, but forgoes it as he reaches up, testingly caressing his fingers along his jaw* …”

“*the touch instantly puts a sense of warmth through his body, it feeling unlike anything he’s ever felt, an extreme comfort* *he swallows again, trying to convince himself to break away and leave, so that they can avoid any problems, but the look Light gives him strikes a chord, and suddenly he doesn't care about anything other than this moment* .. I give up-- *he mumbles, bringing his hands up on both sides of Light’s face, pulling him in and immediately pressing their lips together in a hot kiss*”

((hot))

“*doesn’t even attempt to prevent the initiation of the kiss, immediately accepting his advances and enforcing instinctive control, pushing into it, his hand moving to dig fingertips into his neck* *as the kiss progresses, he starts to feel a foreign, dizzying heat envelop him, and it seems to be specifically caused by Ryuzaki’s presence more so than the kiss itself* …”

“*despite wanting to let go in the pleasant, unfamiliar sensation, he has to remind himself that he is playing a role, and even during such an intimate situation* *as their bodies come closer in the kiss, his body wants to subconsciously submit to Light’s advances, but he pushes against him to keep his persona, his hand sliding down to wrap around his waist to pull him in even tighter* Mn..”

((Sub-mit, sub-mit))

“*as Ryuzaki challenges him, he feels the instinct to fight back, releasing from the kiss for a moment to press him back harshly against the bookshelf behind him, slamming his body into the books, and immediately, he reconnects their mouths, deepening the kiss with hands digging at his waist*”

“*the force pushing him back against the shelf was shocking, but the dominance Light exudes has a shiver wracking his body, wanting more* *he caves slightly, allowing Light to take the reigns while still keeping control of his body, fingers clawing at his back as his tongue slips past Light’s lips*”

“*doesn’t consciously notice the subtle sign of submission, too focused on the task at hand as the kiss deepens, a low, almost inaudible grown resonating in his throat* *without bothering to break for air, he snakes his hands inside Ryuzaki’s shirt to hold his waist - which is much thinner and delicate than he expected, but he doesn’t question it, instead enjoying the smoothness of his skin against his hands*”

“Nn-- *the touch on his bare skin has him almost in a frenzy, and he’s mentally unsure how the other is making him feel so good over minute touching, but his body is taking it in with vigor* *his hand goes to Light’s chest, pulling his shirt and demanding him come closer, but he his lungs are on fire, so he’s forced to pull away, panting heavily as he does* *for a moment, he comes to, realizing how bad the situation is for him if the other so much as tries to suspect him, so he does his best to cover his bright red cheeks by turning his head* .. Light.. We need to- to stop.”

“*is about to immediately reconnect their lips, thoughtlessly, before Ryuzaki’s voice reaches his ears, and he only pauses to listen, hands simultaneously scratching delicately along his sides* .. Why? *when he speaks, his tone is different than usual, much more distracted and rough*”

“*fights the sound that threatens to escape his lips at the nails digging into his sides, but he stays strong, even putting his hand in between them so he doesn't get any ideas* -- We are both alphas. We are just.. affected by the hormones, we don't want to do this.”

“*his breath finally seems to be calming down, but his mind still feels like it’s swirling around, clouded with lust* .. Right.. *mumbles quietly, but he doesn’t remove his hands* .. You’re very soft, you know.”

“*frowns, the statement concerning, as he certainly can't allow him to have these thoughts* *quickly grabs his hand, moving himself out of his grasp, backing away from him* I need you- to think clearly. I’m going to leave, you should get back to the party.”

“Leave? *for a second, that’s the only word that stands out in what he says, but as they remain separated, he begins to think clearly, and once he realizes the situation that they’re in - and what just happened - he panics, jerking away from him* Ryuzaki - I’m sorry, I have.. I have no idea what came over me… *speaks as though he’s trying to figure it out himself, not understanding what happened*”

“- It’s okay, we’re just.. under the influence. It wasn't your fault. *mumbles, trying to get control of his own confusion* -- I’ll see you tomorrow. *turns around, starting to walk out of the library, but he pauses, adding quietly* Let's just forget this happened.”

“*as Ryuzaki starts to leave, he feels an immediate hesitation with him doing so* *impulsively, uncharacteristically grabs his arm, feeling conflicted over letting him go* …. - You’re right. It’s probably because an Omega passed us.”

“*wasn’t expecting Light to grab him, so he turns back with large eyes, not understanding why he’s so insistent to be with him after what just happened* .. You aren’t-- upset?”

“I - am… *tries to make sense of his feelings, all of it entirely foreign, especially because he never loses control* … You’ve done this before, I presume?”

“What? Kissed with another alpha? *voice grows a little sarcastic, for reasons known and unknown to Light* No, I haven’t. Even as progressive as I am, it’s not in my biology-- normally, anyway.”

“... How about anyone at all? *figures Ryuzaki doesn't seem the type, but he can't help but wanting to confirm his suspicions - which makes what just happened even more confusing*”

“*feels uncomfortable discussing such a thing with him, knowing that he already has an assumption of him, to which he dislikes* A few times. *he says with a huff, turning around to meet him fully, as it seems he isn’t going to be let go any time soon* Have you?”

“A few times. Nothing special, though. *doesn’t mean to keep hold of Ryuzaki’s arm, as it’s unintentional, but really, he forgets about it, more focused on the conversation* … In either case, I’m sorry.”

“*luckily, he feels himself finally calming down, but the frustration still exists when his body continues to tell him to be closer to Light* It’s okay, truly. *he says immediately, not wanting him to take the fault for what affected them both, and especially after he initiated it* *tries to throw off the awkward situation by giving him a grin* Are you sure you’re an Alpha? You kiss more like an omega.”

“*the comment distracts him from the embarrassment he feels, and immediately he retorts* Don’t be ridiculous. *adds on as an afterthought* - If anything, between the two of us, you seem more like an Omega.”

“-? *looks offended to that, if only to throw him off the trail of such a comment* I don’t think so. *his eyebrow goes up, his tone teasing* Are you trying to trick me into kissing you again? I didn’t think you were sneaky.”

“ - *finally realizes his hand is on his arm, so he retracts it, but attempts to make it appear casual* Of course not. We’re - both Alphas, so don’t be ridiculous. *takes a step away from him, ensuring there is enough distance between them, but… even so, he can’t help but feel attracted to him like a magnet*”

“*sees him finally pull away, and while he’s almost disappointed, he knows that it’s for the best* In either case, it was just a kiss. Plenty of strangers do more and they weren’t subjected to hormones. Let’s just return to the party- as friends.”

“*nods, already feeling better than Ryuzaki is willing to write it off, but that doesn’t stop his wandering curiosity over how it happened in the first place* .. Yeah. *offers a smile, sincere* Unless you want to go ahead and leave already.”

“I could stay a bit longer. *he responds with a small shrug, of course not wanting to admit that he just isn’t ready to leave the other’s side, but he mentally reasons that he’ll figure all of his feelings out once he’s alone* *starting to walk toward the door, but before he gestures for the other to follow* Come on, then.”

**several weeks later**

%*following Takada around as they search for Ryuzaki, a devious smile in her expression* You know, I really am jealous I can’t come with you, Kiyomi! If only so I could watch, but - I trust you! *slides her arm around Takada’s, nuzzling close to her*%

%*looks down at her as they walk, her grin smug and knowing* I will tell you all about it on our date tonight, hm? But first we need to find that creatin. *her smile suddenly goes dark, unable to hide her quick anger* I can’t fathom why he thought he could try and replace me in the counsel, but this is the final straw. I’ll have him regretting every decision he’s ever made.%

“*looks around at him as he stands in front of the library, scanning everyone who walks by him, clearly searching for a certain someone to meet him there* *he can’t help the quick beat of his heart as he thinks about meeting Light; even if they have the same schedule, he grows excited for it each day* ..”

%Pft. *scoffs, finding it ridiculous that he would do such a thing* It isn’t as though he could possibly win against you! No one even likes him! *as they exit into the hallway and continue their search, she squeezes her arm* I am excited to hear all about it though.%

((light’ll show up soon, i just figure they would intercept L before then))

%*gently pats her head, clearly enjoying her devotion, but as she looks up she sees their target, and it’s no longer time to play sweet* *her stern, yet calm face turn on as they walk up to him, trying her best to be polite* Hello, Ryuzaki.%

“*he of course responds by turning his head at the sound of his name being called, but he’s instantly disappointed to see who it is* *doesn’t speak in a rude tone, but it certainly isn’t pleasant either* If you’re here to request I drop out from the election, I respectfully decline.”

%*that hits a certain chord for her, and it’s clear that she has a moment where her emotions are controlled, but she quickly reigns it back in* -- No, I’m more than happy to have some healthy competition. I’m meeting to remind you that the current council members are hosting an interview with the candidates after school. I wanted to make sure you knew.%

“? *his eyes go up slightly, looking surprised that he’s just hearing about this* Thank you, Takada. That’s quite nice of you.”

%*she smiles, but there’s something dark behind it* Of course.%

%*retracts her arm from her hold on Takada, appearing smug as the conversation ensues, but she disguises it to appear more sweet instead* No problem, Ryuzaki! You must be pretty bold to think about running against Kiyomi.%

“Oh? *looks down at Misa, sensing she’s not truly interested, but he answers nonetheless* I think it’s time to have a different voice in the alpha student body. Someone more-- *glances toward Takada* Out of the box.”

%-- I can’t wait to see how the interview goes. *is all she says, it’s becoming progressively more difficult to keep up her facade* Hopefully you’ll survive their.. harsh critiques.%

%*reaches out to lace their fingers together, squeezing her Alpha’s hand, as she can sense when she’s starting to get frustrated* Hmm... Well, let’s hope that works out for you!%

“*as he turns the corner, he sees both Misa and Takada closed in on Ryuzaki, likely giving him hell* *frowns, and he rolls his eyes, figuring it wouldn’t take long for Takada to try and intimidate Ryuzaki about the election - again* *walks up to them, looking between the three* What’s going on here?”

%*wasn’t expecting to see Light here so quickly, so she immediately extinguishes any sense of misconduct so he doesn’t notice* I was letting Ryuzaki know about the interviews, is that so wrong?%

“*suddenly doesn’t care about Misa or Takada once Light comes into view, turning his attention to him instead* She’s actually being a pleasant peer.”

“Oh, right. I almost forgot about that. *smiles* It’s good to hear you guys are actually getting along. *doesn’t think anything of it, instead focusing his attention on Ryuzaki* Are you ready to work on our history project?”

“*gives him a small nod, as he’s been looking forward to it all morning* *gives the two girls a small look of farewell before he turns away to head into the library*”

%*holds a stern look on L before he eventually leaves, but she keeps it gentle whenever Light’s eyes go on her, conveniently pulling out a piece of paper from her pocket* Oh, Light, I’ll need you to fetch a list of items for the Alpha lounge after school. I’d do it, but I’ll be far too busy focusing on mock questions of the interview. Do you mind?%

“*as Takada keeps him held back, he doesn’t think anything of it, accepting the paper and looking over the items* Yeah, no problem. *though, as he looks at her, he can’t help but feel like she’s hiding something* ..”

%*continues to look at him as if it’s nothing but casual, taking Misa and gesturing her to move forward* We’ll see you later on then, Light, and if not, then best of luck on your own interview. *gives him another glance, and this time she can’t help her smile* Make sure Ryuzaki is prepared, and I know he’ll need it.%

((omg i almost forgot about misa))

“*can’t help but to roll his eyes, and he pockets the list* Right. I don’t think he’ll change his answers no matter what I say to him. *begins turning on his heel, eager to continue the project he mentioned - or rather, he’s eager to see Ryuzaki in general* I’ll see you later.”

%*as soon as Light leaves, she can’t help the snicker that leaves her lips, as though she’s been holding it in* Tell me again why we’re not telling him?”

%*starts walking away, going in the direction of Misa’s class, all the while she’s filled with satisfaction for what is to come, even if the current conversation causes her to roll her eyes* Light can’t be trusted. He’s gotten far too close to Ryuzaki, to the point where it’s just- strange. He won’t appreciate what we’re doing initially, but hopefully it will all be made clear after it’s done.%

%I still think he doesn’t actually like him. How can you be attached to someone who doesn’t even think like you? *frowns, still not quite understanding how this has happened, and she follows closely to Takada’s side* Whatever! You’re right, he’ll appreciate this soon enough ~”

%*pats her hand, but she’s almost distracted by how much she’s thinking over the end of the day, just hoping everything goes to exactly how she predicts* Ryuzaki is going to know where he stands, or return back to where he came from.%

“*walks down the hallway of the alpha’s main wing, observing how quiet it is with everyone gone* *looks around the casually for a certain number, eventually stopping to find the correct one* *he attempts to look inside, but the window has been covered with a black curtain, leaving him unable to see* .. *a strange feeling of caution begins to creep up on him, but he shrugs it off, simply understanding it to be what he feels whenever he’s left with just alphas, so he reaches for the door handle, allowing himself in*”

%*sitting in a plush swivel chair, completely relaxed, even as L walks in the door* *the lights are dim, and her eyes trace his every move, smiling when he seems confused* Hello, Ryuzaki. Ready for your interview?%

“*the moment he walks in to see Takada in the center, his alarm grows in ten folds* *can barely see around him, as she must of intentionally done, so his look is threatening* I don’t know what it is you’re attempting, but I won't stay for it. *backs into the door to find his way out, but he realizes as soon as he turns that the door is locked from the outside* ...”

&*steps forward from the group of Alphas watching his every move, a dark, but enticing look on his face, nodding in appreciation to one of his peers who moves towards the door, ensuring Ryuzaki won’t try to get out* We’re just having an interview. What’s wrong? Do you not want to run anymore?&

“*his eyes widen slightly, not realizing that there were so many of them in the room* *glances toward Takada, anger filling him* You care about your position so badly that you think you can intimidate me?”

&*her smile stays, as she can almost smell his confusion* *stands up, gracefully moving toward him* This isn’t about the position. This is about your disruption to our way of life. For weeks you’ve been putting your- opinions out in the air, disturbing what we call normal. *her smile suddenly drops* We can’t allow that anymore.&

“*doesn’t let his expression show any fear as she creeps up, not allowing it as that’s solely what she wants* You have no idea what harm you’re causing by forcing these views on others, and I won’t be stopping because you have a problem with the right thing. You have no power over me.”

&*scoffs, giving off a vicious laugh* Can’t we?&

&*as if on cue, he slowly sneaks up behind Ryuzaki, before suddenly reaching out and trapping his neck between his forearm and body, pleased when he hears a sound of surprise* Kiyomi’s right. You’ve been nothing but a menace since you got here, and it’s about time you finally figure out where the hell you are. *as he strengthens his hold, a couple other Alphas quickly swarm them, each taking hold of an arm to prevent Ryuzaki from resisting*&

“--!! *gasps as the sudden hold, completely trapped between the other male, his eyes suddenly frantic as he tries to break from the other, but his strength is too much* .. Don’t-- *chokes on his own words, the grip on his throats too tight so he grips his forearm* This-- isn’t right--”

%If only you could be normal like us. *she muses, mocking a sad voice* If you promise to behave from now on, this can all go away.%

“... *despite seeing all the alphas surrounding him, he refuses to give into them, so he stays quiet, his eyes darting to the floor*”

&*tightens the hold of his forearm against the other’s throat, using his other hand to hold onto his arm for leverage, but he ensures Ryuzaki could somewhat speak if he wanted* *frowns as Takada’s words aren't followed with any reaction, so he frees the other hand, grasping into his hair* Fuckhead, are you listening to her?&

“*upon returning to the school, having only gone halfway to the store before he felt suddenly irrationally worried, feeling obligated to return, he grows concerned when he doesn't find Ryuzaki in the library like normal* …”

“*makes a sound of distress as soon as his head is pulled back, and his throats closed off from barely any air* Hg-- *realizes he’s practically defenseless, as he’s just too strong to break away from, and he slowly starts to see dots in his vision, but still holds his ground* .. No..”

%*not so happy now, as l is practically turning blue in the face abe still refuses to give into her* *balls her hands up into fists by her side, her voice growing louder* Why do you think you’re above us so much to change our way of life! If that's how you think, you don't deserve to be here!%

&*is relentless in his grip, keeping a firm hold on him, and vaguely, he acknowledges one of the Alphas helping pin him down is digging into his stomach with a clenched hand* Jesus, when do you give up?&

“*moves through the hallway at a quickened pace, trying to weak wrack his brain to remember if Ryuzaki had said he’d be going anywhere after school, as it’s usual for them to meet up and study together instead* *as he turns down a hallway, a strange scent hits him, and it smells like - vulnerability?*”

“*he can only release a strangled gasp as he’s hit, and he bits his lip hard to keep from any pained sound from coming up* *he squeezes his eyes shut, feeling all of his fight leaving him as his vision grows blurry and dark* ..”

%*watches him practically leave his body, and while that brings her some satisfaction, but the scent wavering around the air confuses her, and yet she chooses to ignore him* *huffs, wavering her hand* Finish him off, It looks like he won’t be understanding tonight.%

&Until next time. *responds darkly, and on her command, he begins to push him towards the ground, the others helping as well, closing in on him*&

“*follows the scent, something about it familiar, and once he reaches the door it’s hiding behind, he turns the handle and pushes it open* - !! *the sight in front of him immediately catches him off guard, and then, he suddenly realizes it’s Ryuzaki on the ground* - What the hell is going on here?!”

%*suddenly snaps her head to the sound, her eyes instantly losing that vicious look as soon as she sees Light* ?!%

“*literally gasping for breath as soon as he’s released onto the floor, pain wracking his entire body* *knows he heard a faint sound, but everything is out of focus in his mind, and he’s too weak to move* ..”

%What are you doing here-- *she speaks in a feared tone, much unlike her, but it suddenly bounces back to normal* --Don’t interfere, Light. This is for the sake of keeping tradition pure.%

“So this is why you sent me out. *he practically growls out, growing increasingly protective of the other male, and he immediately steps forward, pushing the other Alphas out of the way* I don't give a damn if he doesn't think the same way. That doesn't give you any right. *his expression is nearly murderous as he speaks to Takada, voice thick with hatred, and he lifts Ryuzaki into his arms, standing up straight*”

“*feels himself being lifted up, and momentarily he panics as he’s sure it’s the alphas ready to harm him, but once he carefully lifts up his head he notices to his shock that it’s Light holding him* *immediately feels safe, but it doesn't last, as his body can barely keep his head up, and it eventually falls on Light’s shoulder* Light...”

%*completely stunned frozen by Light’s aggressive behavior, having never seen this side of him before* *knowing she can’t battle his dominance, she attempts to reason with him while still making her point known* You don’t understand! Ryuzaki is unlike an alpha that has ever existed! It’s unnatural the way he thinks! It’s-- disgusting! I’ve tried for weeks to change him, but nothing. This will be the only thing that will get through to him!%

“Hurting someone isn't going to convince him to think like you. *wants to yell at her, and he realizes there's no point in explaining - but on top of that, he can't seem to control the rage building inside him, and instinctively, he holds Ryuzaki tighter* Stay away from him. *gives them a threatening look before finally leaving, slamming the door behind him with his shoulder*”

“*can feel that he’s being transported somewhere, but he’s unsure of anything else, still too weak to manage anything majorly comprehensible* .. You found me.”

#fixation #light #l #lightxl #omegaverse #alternate universe

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