Untitled Part 10
Chapter Ten: Enter the Arena
Oikawa~
Oikawa and Suga held Yachi's hands the entire walk to the Campus Sport Arena. Although they were accompanied by Kuroo and Tanaka, who released territorial growls at every Alpha that made a pass at the flock, the two motherly Omegas felt it best to give the small girl a bit of extra comfort. While the near-constant stream of unfamiliar Alphas had initially made Yachi yelp and release a toxic scent of fear, by the time the group had arrived at the campus arena, she had become quite comfortable in knowing that their yellow house counterparts were not going to relax their guard. Once they finally arrived, the entire nest seemed to be at ease.
"Its so big~~ What a spectacle," Oikawa stated, to no one in particular, as they entered the glass doors of the athletic center.
"It smells like air salonpas!" Shoyo yelled out from ahead of him, throwing his hand up in delight.
"RIGHT?!" Nishinoya chimed in response and jogged to catch up with his small, ginger friend.
"You're both so weird!" Tanaka called over his shoulder, chucking loudly at the two bouncing Omegas behind him. "Frickin' Omegas..."
"Are you kidding me, baldy?! I would give anything to play in an arena this large," Nishinoya proclaimed to the snickering Alpha. "My Omega team would never get this level of funding...or spectators."
"Oh...yeah. That really sucks..." The bald Alpha faltered apologetically, exuding a subtle musk of shame. "I'm sorry it's like that..."
Oikawa knew exactly how Nishinoya felt- he had played through his high school years, too. A brilliant setter, even if he did say so himself, and he greatly missed the thrill of the court. The Omega Inclusion Initiative did not extend to the sports department, much to his dismay. He had been forced to let the dream die after graduation.
"Oi!" Kuroo barked out from the back of their pack, his voice careening over the various noises in the expansive hall. "So, we're going to go upstairs to the second level. There's a section cordoned off from the rest of the bleachers that is normally used for special guests. Coach Ukai said that we can use it. Should be mostly private."
As the group made their way through the crowds, towards the large stairwell, Oikawa noticed that, much like on campus, quite a few of the Alphas around them had their Omega mates by their sides. It was always much safer to leave the house once mated-- but at what cost? Many of the Omegas looked not a day over eighteen. How did they know that the Alpha they chose to partner with was a good egg? Society made it nearly impossible to partner up romantically for extended periods of time, it was too risky. The dating scene consisted of no more than a few months, at best. Oikawa snorted at the thought, he hated it.
"Professor Ukai coaches your volleyball team too?" Suga asked the rooster, his voice penetrating Oikawa's dark, internal reflection.
"Yeah, he's kind of a pain in the ass, but he's lightened up recently. I think it's because he's been hanging out with a lady friend," Kuro called over his shoulder at Suga and wriggled his dark brows. As much as their sugar momma tried to hide it, Oikawa knew that the boy was an incorrigible gossip.
"Hey!" Tanaka barked at a black haired Alpha ahead of them, much to close to Nishinoya. "Back off pretty boy. Don't even think about it," he snarled and shoved, none too playfully, the interested party out of the way. "So annoying," he huffed out in frustration as the Alpha shuffled off in anger. "They're like mosquitoes, how the fuck do you guys handle it?"
"You're telling me. It ain't easy!" Nishinoya chirped, patting the bald Alpha on the back. "Thanks, man!"
"Hey, no problem my little buddy. Ain't nobody gonna touch you on my watch!" Tanaka declared loudly, beaming down at the small spitfire at his side.
Oikawa chuckled at the ordeal and the group proceeded forward, rounding the stairs up to the upper floor. When the stepped onto the second landing, he took a moment to take in the environment. The left side of the center housed a large volleyball court, with red padded flooring and white lines. Two teams, their own University team and the other, Date Tech, were warming up below, taking turns serving over the net. The walls surrounding of the closed in court alternated colours-- a deep orange, expansive black, and a true, eggshell white. The University's colours. The bleachers themselves, spanning the entirety of the second level, were navy and recently cleaned. Above them, a large poster of the University's mascot, a crow, hung from the ceiling and a variety of championship banners ran along the lengths of the wall beside it.
"Have you guys ever been here before?" Kuroo called out from the back of the group and Oikawa glanced over his shoulder, unable to hide a subtle smile at the sight of a sleepy Kenma, perched lazily across the rooster's back.
"No! But, I wish I could live in here! The vibe in here is amazing!" Shoyo yelled back in response, vibrating with unchecked energy.
"Oh man, me too," Nishinoya added, eyes wide with envy. "I bet the feeling of being on the court is killer. I played as a libero throughout high school. Got the libero of the year award too, in my last year. Too bad I couldn't continue on after graduation."
"Oi, are your Omega leagues as good as the Alpha ones?" Tanaka asked with genuine interest.
"I dunno, man. I've never seen an Alpha game, except on television. I guess I'll know after today!"
"Alright, ya chitchatters," Kuroo started as he lifted a metal bar that was cordoning off a section of bleachers. "Pile in kiddies, let's watch our boys take Date Tech to town!"
One by one the group sat down, spreading across their private area of seating. Oikawa was more than a little pleased to find that the section had the perfect view of the court- not too far away, centered with the net, and no bleachers in front of them. As expected, he thought to himself, the area was normally used for scouts, after all. What a VIP experience.
He watched on with growing interest as the Alphas continued their warm up on the padded court, paying extra attention to Hajime's muscled form in his black jersey. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he could pick up his Alpha's scent quite easily from where he sat- it seemed that the more he nested with the snarky boy, the more he could smell the boy from further distances. Oikawa had figured that it would be the same for Hajime, a theory that was confirmed when the Alpha glanced up at him from the court, granting him a cocky smirk.
"Hey," he said loudly to grab the attention of the chatting group around him. "I'd like to get some snacks. Someone, Kuroo, want to buddy up with me~~"
"Alright, alright," Kuroo lazily responded, rising sluggishly to his feet. "What does everyone want? Popcorn, juice?"
"Chocolate, too. Please," Yachi added quietly from her position next to Shoyo, in the front row of seats.
"You got it baby~" Oikawa said with a smile, pleased to see that the small girl was comfortable enough to openly express her what she wanted.
He was so very happy that she had come. He knew that it had taken every ounce of her courage- her first time in public in months, only to attend and Alpha-packed venue.
He rose to his feet and followed Kuroo out of their sectioned off area. "Why thank you, Mr. Alpha~~" He said sweetly when the rooster raised the bar to let him pass through.
"You're welcome, Oikawa~~" Kuroo replied, matching the chestnut Omega's sassy tone with his own. "Kenma, ya want anything to eat?"
"Licorice," came the cat-like Omega's lazy reply.
"Does he always bring a video game with him?" Oikawa whispered, brows furrowed in question.
"Yeah, annoying isn't it?" The rooster responded with a heavy sigh. "He even does that when I'm playing in a game. Some mate."
The unusual pair made their way down the stairs to the expansive first floor, stopping at the back of the line to the vendor stalls. Oikawa had to admit that the air was almost too concentrated with Alpha scents for even him- and he was, by far, the most experienced of their nest with Alpha relations. Thankfully, the smell wasn't nearly as stifling at their private bleachers. He was glad to not have any sort of distraction that would pull away his attention from the game.
"Hey, pretty boy, you wanna let me take you for a spin?" A brown haired Alpha chirped as he passed by on the left. His shady group of friends laughed at the stupid, and uneducated, remark, egging him on.
"Fuck off," Kuroo barked, beating Oikawa to the reply. He lazily turned towards the undesired attention and released a throaty rumble of a growl- a warning.
"Hey, man. I can smell that he ain't even yours! Relax," the chirpy Alpha called again, taking a confident step forward.
"You would be lucky if he was mine. His Alpha is much more vicious, and far less level headed, than I am," Kuroo snarled back, setting his shoulders back to stand at full height.
Oikawa found himself unusually flustered and his cheeks flushed a light pink. Kuroo thought that Hajime was more dominant? Less level-headed he could definitely see, but more dominant?
After a few moments of a growling match, Kuroo turned back to Oikawa, satisfied that the other Alphas had lost interest. "Hey," he said, rubbing the back of his head with a large hand. "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course~~" Oikawa sang in reply. "Fire away."
"Well, it's about Kenma..." Kuroo began before trailing off, his scent clouding the air around them with discomfort.
"Oh, don't feel awkward, Kuroo. It doesn't suit you," Oikawa replied, waving a hand out in front of him. "If you have an Omega question, who better to ask than an Omega?"
For a brief moment, he nearly unleashed a tranquil scent to comfort the rooster- a habitual response on his part-- but his logical mind rang true, reminding him that it would be unwise to do so around so many unknown Alphas.
"Y-Yeah. That's true. I can't argue there," the rooster boy surmised with a deep chuckle. "So, I've noticed that Kenma has started to well, nest with you guys a few times a week..."
Ah, Oikawa knew instantly what the problem was. "And you think that he's losing interest in you because of it," he knowingly remarked, shaking his index finger out in front of him. "You Alphas, you all like to pretend that you're not sensitive, but you really are~~"
"Pretty much...yeah. We kind of are. So, do you think-" Kuroo cut the sentence short, shifting his attention to the elderly Alpha vendor ahead of them. "Three large popcorn. Yeah, with butter. Nine- no- ten cranberry juice packs. Let's do, six bottles grape juice, and those M&M's. No, not the peanut ones. The regular ones. No, not the yellow bag the- yeah, the brown bag."
The rooster slid his credit card to the vendor to pay, which was quite generous, in Oikawa's opinion, and the two of them gathered up their treasure from the white counter.
"Anyways, do wyou shink he is?" Kuroo mumbled out from the bag of chocolate held between his teeth. "Lwoosing interwest, I mean."
Oikawa adjusted the popcorn in his hands. "Oh, you big lug. Of course not! Omegas...we just provide a different kind of comfort for each other. It's a kind of comfort that can't really be given by Alphas either. It's not like we need it all the time, though," he paused to gather his thoughts, trying to find the best way to explain. "Think of it this way. You leave Kenma to go to volleyball practice right? Being around your Alpha friends is important to you, helps you get out aggression?"
"Mmm..."
"Then, Kenma occasionally nesting with the Omegas is essentially the same thing. Just swap aggression with...stress or anxiety."
"Do wyou shink that wyou will nwest with the Omegas swometimes after ywou mate ith-" Kuroo began but abruptly stopped his train of thought to unleash a vicious snarl at a pair of imposing Alphas on his right. "Fuck oph, we are twing to have-"
"Can't even understand you buddy," one of them interjected with a cheeky smirk. "Why don't you let that sexy Omega do the talking? I think that would suit us all."
"Oh, I bet you'd like that wouldn't you~~" Oikawa ventured as he adjusted the popcorn in his arms and grabbed the bag of chocolates from the rooster's teeth.
Kuroo thanked him with a nod before turning his attention back to the pair of Alphas. "Fuck off. Can't you see that we're in the middle of a conversation? Don't be fucking rude."
"Hey, baby," the loud mouthed Alpha called to Oikawa, ignoring Kuroo's well-worded threat. "Why don't you come and converse with me instead?"
"I. Said." Kuroo snarled again, this time releasing a dominant scent that nearly bowled Oikawa over. "Fuck. Off."
When the rooster took a menacing step towards them, the two lesser Alphas let out a few throaty whimpers and scurried away. While Oikawa was grateful for the protection, he was also unused to it. Ordinarily, protection at that kind of level only came from familial Alphas, or from a mate. To him, Kuroo was neither, and yet the Alpha was still more than willing to throw himself into harm's way on his behalf. It was...unusual. And...nice. Perhaps, it was to be expected from an Alpha who had been mated since he was eighteen. Kenma had definitely found a good egg.
"Where were we?" Kuroo questioned, turning his attention back to Oikawa. "Oh, right. Do you think that you will still nest with the Omegas sometimes too? I mean, after you mate with Hajime?
Oikawa burst out laughing from the remark, a genuine gut-busting laugh. "I didn't know that our mating plan had become common knowledge!"
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean-"
"Don't worry, Mr. Rooster. I'm just giving you a hard time~~ I know you can smell the difference," Oikawa sang in reply, prompting the Alpha to flush red. "Of course I'll still nest with the Omegas, when the occasion calls for it! They're my family. I love them. Plus...some of them will still need me."
'I see. So, I guess I'm worrying for nothing then, eh?" Kuroo said with a tentative smirk. "Kenma has been in a better mood recently, and I probably have you guys to thank."
"You definitely do," Oikawa responded with a singsong laugh. "Now my turn for an embarrassing question. And trust me, mine's way worse than yours."
"Shoot."
"Were you able to...handle Kenma's heat? Like, didn't you get tired?"
It was a genuine question. Oikawa was more than a little worried that Hajime would become so exhausted with him by the end of their mating that the Alpha would regret doing it in the first place. Four days was a long time to be in need of constant fucking-- Oikawa had been cursed with a heat that was twice as long as the usual Omega one. The thought of Hajime becoming sick of him had wracked him with a fear that was so intense, it had kept him up at night all week.
This time, it was Kuroo's turn to laugh. "wWhat? Are you afraid that Hajime will get sick of you or something?"
"Are you psychic?!" Oikawa half-chirped back, astonished with the Alpha's bang on response. Was he that easy to see through?
"Listen, I can smell Hajime's feelings for you, and trust me, that boy is not going to tire from a few days of fucking. First off, I don't think he can get tired of fucking. Second, I've never seen him so disinterested in other Omegas before. It's like...he doesn't even notice them now that he's met you. So, I really wouldn't worry about it," Kuroo stated matter-of-factly and Oikawa couldn't deny that the words had a great, positive effect on his sanity.
"I guess-"
"If it makes you feel any better, I get reeeeally excited whenever Kenma's heat comes around, but don't tell him I said that."
"How long does his normally last?"
"The usual two days or so."
"Okay, see mine lasts around four...sometimes more. It's been a long time since I've skipped my prevention injector, so I'm not entirely sure. But the last time I had it, it was four days."
"FOUR?!" Kuroo shouted out, nearly dropping the large tray of drinks in his hands. "Jesus christ, Oikawa. Is that normal?"
"No, and now you see where my fear comes from~~"
"Oikawa, shut the fuck up. If Kenma's heat lasted for four days, I would be over the moon. Hajime is in for a real treat. I'm almost jeal-" Kuroo scoffed, but caught himself mid-sentence. "Not jealous like that! I love Kenma. Shit, don't get the wrong idea."
Oikawa looked up at the Alpha and, seeing the fear in his eyes, granted him a cheeky smile. "Oh don't worry, Kuroo. Your secret is safe with me~~"
"Oikawaaaa~~"
"Shhh, your secret is safe with me!"
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