Untitled Part 40
Chapter Forty: Plans of Action
Hajime~
Hajime woke up with a wicked hangover-- a great start to his first day back at school. His brain felt like it was rattling around, bruising the edges of his skull. Next to him, Oikawa was still deep in slumber, his angular features even more stunning in the morning light. Hajime reached across his slender figure, desperate for the half empty bottle on water on the nightstand-- his salvation.
As Hajime chugged the warm liquid, his eyes glanced over his Omega's pale face, locking on the pink scar that snaked up from under the boy's eye. Sucking back the final drops of water, he crushed the empty plastic in his hand and threw it across the room-- trying to physically release the sudden burst of his pent up rage.
Kabuto...the scum of the earth...the Alpha that had harmed his Omega...his love. He had not forgotten what had happened, merely stored it away for a brief period of time while his Omega was out of his grasp. Now, with Oikawa back at his side, the raw, biting feeling of spite had begun to pour back with a bitter vengeance. His throat rumbled out in a hostile growl as he reminisced over the terrible event, playing the happenings over inside his mind. Both he, and his coiling instincts, were furious at his failure to kill the Alpha fuckhead-- he should never have let him leave the property alive.
He should have slit his throat when he had the chance. He had the chance and he had failed.
Although Ukai had promised to pursue action against them, via the University Disciplinary Committee, he knew that there was no guarantee of actual punishment. The bastard pack of Alphas had already escaped unscathed after burning down a University building, after all. There was nothing keeping the group away from their Omega housemates in the future...
He ran a large hand through his messy, morning hair and glanced back at his beautiful Omega, lying in a pool of covers next to him. The aspects of Oikawa's personality that he so admired, even loved, were making the situation ever more complex. Hajime knew that he would not hesitate throw himself at Kabuto in attack, if the Alpha ever had the balls to show up again.
What if the next encounter was the last one? What if Kabuto took away the one thing he held most dear to his heart? Hajime could hardly manage to even ponder the idea-- if Oikawa was ripped away from him, he wasn't certain that he could carry on living.
Staying his riled up instincts, he leaned in and grazed his lips over his Omega's angry scar, then rolled off the edge of the bed. He pulled a white shirt over his head and struggled against a pair of sweatpants before exiting his fresh smelling room into the hallway.
Calm down, he repeated in over and over, slapping his furious instincts with the heavy, internal words, we're going to do something about it. I have a plan.
When he stepped onto the main floor, his gaze flickered over to the clock above the television. 6:43am, much earlier than he had expected. He lightly sniffed the air and was startled to find another awake scent...Yuji. The blonde Alpha's fragrance was more than a little agitated-- and it was familiar agitation.
Perhaps, he was not alone in his thinking...
He brewed a quick cup of coffee, then pushed through the back door of the house and stepped out onto the porch. His scrappy teammate was pacing in the dewy grass beyond, clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides. A frustrated fragrance coiled off of his lean figure in waves of heightened fury.
"Yo, Yuji. I need to talk to you," Hajime growled under his breath, scrunching up his nose at the hot, agitated scent that was blanketing the backyard. "Pretty sure we're on the same page about some things...you smell just as pissed as I am. I'd put down money that it's for the same reason."
"Yo, my instincts have been freaking out all morning!" Yuji mumbled in reply, lightly sniffing the cool morning air to come to the same conclusion. "Funny, I didn't expect us to both be awake at the crack of dawn over this shit. What are the chances..." He trailed off with a nervous laugh, running a hand through his dyed hair. "I mean, I don't have your level of control, but fuck, man. I normally have some reign over them...this is just ridiculous."
"Yeah, mine are getting bad, too," Hajime remarked as he rolled his tense neck to loosen the muscles, then took a sip of his warm coffee. "Even for me."
"Those motherfuckers...the whole thing still has me on edge. And it's worse when I'm around Yachi...almost unbearable...thinking about what they did...what they could still do..."
"Yeah...me too. Oikawa's scar just..."
"You got something in mind, then?" Yuji growled, shaking his head to better ground himself in reality. "Cause if it's bashing in some skulls, I'm all ears."
"Yeah...something like that..." Hajime replied with an unintentional snarl. "But, Oikawa would kill me if..." He trailed off, smirking under his breath. "No...Yachi...she's the one that would kill us if we did anything too rash. She's too sweet...I bet she's terrifying when she's angry."
Yuji visibly shuddered from head to toe. "Yeah, fuck. I don't even want to think about that. How about..." He rumbled with a knowing nod, his light eyes darkening with devious rage. "A friendly warning, then? That would make me feel a bit better I think. I could blow off some steam."
"Yeah, that would make me feel better, too."
At least, it would make him feel a little better. He wasn't planning of slicing any throats, but accidents happened, right?
"Yo," Yuji mumbled, shuffling his feet in the dewy grass. "Do you ever...feel guilty?"
"About my Omega getting hurt?" Hajime growled in reply, flexing his fingers at his sides. "All the fucking time."
"No. I mean...about how...you were before. Like, how you treated Omegas...before all of this mess."
Oh. Yeah. Hajime really wished that he could burn that bridge to his past-- but he was better for it, now. He was certain of it.
"I think...I think that I was a piece of shit...before all this stuff happened," Yuji said through clenched teeth, his scent devolving into a dejected mess of upset. "I've never really thought about it before, but I was... just awful. Fucking awful. I never thought of them as people...I just saw them as..."
"Objects. Yeah. I know what you mean," Hajime grumbled, glancing down at his blue Nikes in shame. "Self-hatred is going to become your best friend. Get used to it."
"Yeah...okay."
"Seriously," he continued, meeting Yuji's feisty, hazel gaze. "Use it as fuel for your fire. That's what I do, anways."
"Yeah," his teammate mumbled, toeing a blade of grass. "I'll try that. It might work."
"Yo, I'm gonna go for a jog to blow off some steam. I'll fire you a text later? Unless you want to join?"
"No fucking thank you. It's like six in the morning? And I'm hungover?" Yuji sarcastically remarked, cringing away from the very idea of physical activity. "Are you some kind of robot? I mean, I always figured that you were, but I never knew for-"
"Okay. I'm leaving now."
"Jog a little extra for me!"
Oh, he was going to jog plenty. He was going to run for as long as it took to get his feral nature to relax back into submission. He would need it at full strength tonight, when they put their devious plan into action.
Ukai~
"Okay, so it says here that we should mate outside?!" Miyo exclaimed, sitting back in her computer chair with an exasperated puff of air. "That is not happening. We are not having sex outside, in full view of my neighbours."
Ukai leaned back against the black couch cushions and enjoyed his open view of the beautiful woman across the room. Much to his irritation, he had grown even more sensitive to her scent, ten feet away was the closest he could manage at this point. Just a few more hours...
"Here, look at this shit," Miyo continued as she rose up from the black desk, unperturbed by his silence. "Here, read this. I'm going to grab a snack."
Ukai uncrossed his broad arms, grumpily waiting for ten feet of distance, before wandering over to the computer. Miyo had multiple tabs open-- forums, how to guides, videos, any and all information she could get her curious hands on. After clicking through a few of the pages, chuckling as the wiki-how ones, he scrolled through the original forum that she had pulled up for him to see.
Looking to rescent an Omega? We've got five helpful tips to get you through it in one piece!
#1 Wear a nose plug!
The pesky scent of the previous Alpha will be somewhat stifled by the plastic, but beware! It may still seep in through your glands!
#2 Make sure to have air flow!
If possible, mate outdoors! Their mated scent will disperse more easily than in a confined space.
#3 Keep a bucket on hand!
Let's face it, you're probably going to vomit. So, be sure to have something to vomit into.
#4 Keep your scent reigned in!
The less scent you give off, the less potent the mated scent will be. Keep those Alpha instincts under control as best you can and things will go more smoothly!
#5 Water will not help!
Contrary to popular belief, water does not help cleanse a scent! Showering or bathing during a recent will hotbox the mated fragrance, so steer clear of the bathroom, boys and girls!
Have a helpful tip? Notice something we missed? Leave it in the comments down below. Happy mating!
"Miyo?" He called as he scrolled down to the comments section.
"Yeah?"
"We are not mating in your backyard."
"Right?" The raven asserted loudly as she strode over to the wall behind him and leaned against the yellow painted plaster. "I assume they mean, like, go camping, or something," she continued, biting into a red apple, before gesturing to the screen in front of him.
"Yeah, our options are kind of limited with your heat coming up in a few hours and exhibitionism isn't exactly my thing," Ukai stated without turning around, quickly brushing over the ample comments of the forum. "Oh, hey. Listen to this one. My Alpha and I didn't have anywhere available to mate outside, so we bought a bunch of fans and set them up on every open window in our living room to circulate air. The whole thing still sucked, but it was definitely easier with the extra air flow! That sounds doable...right?"
"Oh!" Miyo exclaimed as she yanked her phone from the back pocket of her light jeans, holding the half eaten apple in her teeth. "Thwat's actuawwy rweally gwood. I'll awdd it to mwy afternwoon shwopping wist."
"How about," Ukai put forth as he craned his neck back to glance at the raven Omega, her amused face upside down in his vision. "I put it on my shopping list. You know how problematic it would be if you suddenly went into heat in the middle of the supermarket?"
"Okay, okay. Fair point. Any of the other comments got anything useful to add before I send you off?"
"Mmm..." He mumbled as he scrolled deeper into the comment section. "Not really. Just a whole bunch of, don't do this and don't do that. But, it's all common sense. Like, don't do it in a small space like a car. No shit."
"Okay, so my living room has the most windows in the house, including the patio door..."
"Yeah, but it also had this really expensive looking rug..."
"What, you don't think you'll be able to hit a bucket if you throw up? I would think that an athletic coach would would have good aim~"
"It's not like I'm a fucking basketball coach!"
"Well, maybe you should have been one! Then we wouldn't have this problem!"
Man, Ukai thought with a wry smirk, she was one tough cookie. Sharp personality, through and through-- he really, really liked it.
"Okay, okay," Miyo conceded with a large grin, holding her delicate hands out in front of her. "I'll roll up the rug while you're out, deal?"
"Deal, cause I like the rug," he replied, wriggling an eyebrow her direction. "And I want it here when I move in."
"Ohhhhhh," Miyo called out and tossed her eaten apple core in direction. "So you're moving in, now! That's news to me~~"
"Yeah," Ukai replied, surprising himself with the growl in his voice-- his instincts had been set off by her outspoken personality, on its own. "I am. You got a problem with that?"
"No," the raven chirped back, brushing off invisible crumbs from her shirt. "No problem, here, professor."
Damn right there wasn't a problem...as soon as they sorted out the mating business...the first thing he was going to do was take a deep, starved inhale of her rainy scent...then never let her out of his sight.
"Text me the shopping list," he grumbled and rose to his feet, ignoring the dull ache in his brain from his night of drinking.
"Way ahead of you, as per usual," Miyo quipped back, sticking out a pink tongue as she shook her phone in his direction.
When his own buzzed inside the pocket of his joggers, he rolled his eyes and tugged it out.
"Six?!" He exclaimed, broad shoulders slumping down with a deep sigh as he glanced down at her text. "Six fans. You want six?"
"Six fans for six windows, obviously~~"
"Fine. The cashier is going to think I've gone insane...but fine," he mumbled, once again rolling his eyes. "Okay, but what the fuck are the chips for? And the chocolate chip cookies? And the cheezies? And the...you know what...no. Just no."
"For snacking in between sex. Keep the energy up!" Miyo exclaimed, holding a hand to her heart to feign hurt. "You have to get them! My life depends on it, Ukai!"
"Oh, cause you're going to have time for any of that," Ukai snarled in challenge, raising a thick eyebrow at the smirking raven. "I don't think so."
"You want to bet?" Miyo coyly replied, flashing him a sly wink in return. "I'll put down a whole bag of cheezies~~"
He most certainly did.
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