Chapter 28
Blonde Alpha
Izuku couldn’t stop tears from falling down his cheeks as he laid in his nest with Eri pulled close into his chest. He still had the mask on, but had his nose pushed into her hair. He was so happy and his omega was obsessing over the girl's scent. The peppery smell of Cyan surprised the omega more and more with every breath.
He had suspected for a while that she would be an alpha, but this was confirmation after so many years of being scent blind. There was still a diluted mix to it as she was still growing out of her pup scent, but the Cyan pepper was far more prominent that the milky sweetness that every pup had.
The best part was that the omega could easily read Eri’s emotions, though he was still trying to get used to the overwhelming information that filled his brain everytime he breathed
Izuku huffed in another breath, happy with finally being able to tell what the young girl was feeling for the first time ever. Her pheromones were light and drifted from her in an almost lazy manner. The mix with whatever soap was on her clothes was far more comforting than anything the omega had smelled in his entire life. He wanted to bask in her presence forever, relish in the comfort of having her back in his arms.
Eri was beyond happy to cuddle close to the omega. It had been far longer than either of them had wanted to reunite. She had already heavily scented one of the blankets in Izuku’s nest- said fabric now wrapped around Izuku’s waist- and was continuously smearing her scent over every part that she could reach while they cuddled.
“Deku.” Eri whispered, her fingers playing with the fabric of the omega’s shirt. They had been laying for sometime now, a comfortable silence enveloping them as they relaxed. “The others were talking about some things before Mr. Bakugo got you.”
Izuku pulled back slightly to look into Eri’s round eyes. “What else did they say?”
The girl looked to the side, hesitant to answer for a moment. “They said that some heroes have had strange things happen to them since we got rescued. Do you think that Master is connected to that as well?”
The omega hummed, thinking the information over before he said anything to her. He wasn’t surprised by the information with how Chisaki usually acted when it came to heroes. “If it’s not him directly, I’m sure he is involved.” He finally relented with a sigh.
“What do you think will happen now?” Eri asked further, her scent spiking at the thought of Chisaki coming after them.
Izuku sighed, closing his eyes in defeat. “I don’t know. I don’t want to trust the heroes… but this is all so big and I don’t know how to navigate this world anymore. I didn’t think Chisaki would start retaliating so soon after the raid.”
Izuku couldn’t believe how much he had been blind since getting rescued. He had been in a bubble, one he couldn’t permeate to retrieve any information. It made his omega whine as he realized how vulnerable Eri had been this entire time.
”I’m sorry I haven’t been there for you-“
Eri’s grip tightened around the omega’s shirt as she cut him off. “None of this is your fault.” She whispered. Tears began to rim her eyes as she took a shuddered breath. “I couldn’t do anything! I saw how you looked after the heroes got you out. You were so broken and covered in blood. It was awful to see you like that, and they wouldn’t let me see you. No matter how much I asked at the hospital, they said no because you need rest.”
Izuku tried to wipe away her tears that were now spilling over, but they came faster than he could move them away. Eri’s scent filled his nose, his omega becoming desperate to help the girl calm down. He could smell his own scent fill the space around them. Something he hadn’t been able to do for so long, but was entirely refrigerating to be able to sense now.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know how bad things had gotten. I don’t remember most of that day.” He spoke truthfully, his voice low in an attempt to bring comfort. “But I remember how amazing you were. You got me help, right?”
Eri nodded, rubbing her nose as she agreed.
”Then you did so much more than anyone else.” Izuku smiled as he pulled Eri closer to him. “You are the reason I am here, you are the reason I was able to keep Chisaki distracted until the heroes came. All of that was because of you. You are my hero.”
He could feel his shirt become wet as Eri cried, her shoulders shaking as the omega hummed and purred to comfort her aching heart. Even if he had gone into that room to kill Chisaki rather than distract him, it wasn’t a lie that he sent Eri away to get help. He needed an excuse to get her out of the building, get her somewhere safe- and if that meant sending more people into a building where Overhaul was than it was worth it.
When the little alpha had stopped shaking and her tears had slowed, Izuku spoke again. “Did they take care of you? The heroes?” He kept his voice low and delicate, not wanting to bring any more distress to the pup.
The girl nodded, “Ya, I like the blonde hero. He is really nice and visited me a lot when I was still at the hospital. He said that he was one of the heroes that helped get you out.”
Izuku's eyes widened. He didn’t know how involved Katsuki had been after the raid, so it was a pleasant surprise to hear that he had helped Eri. The blonde hadn’t been to see him once, which was a bit weird now that the omega thought about it since the alpha seemed adamant on being around him before the raid.
Part of the omega’s heart ached at that, the strings of abandonment getting pulled as he tried to push the feeling down.
Katsuki didn’t have to do anything. He was an alpha, a hero with so many responsibilities. It was more than enough for him to place a trafficked omega in his parent’s care; and honestly that was more than what Izuku wanted from the blonde anyway… right?
“Do you think he will help us?” Eri whispered, her voice soft before a yawn fell from her mouth.
Izuku didn’t answer for a long moment, his eyes trained on the wall over Eri’s shoulder as he thought over everything. Katsuki had changed a lot from the time that they were teenagers. The alpha’s actions proved just how much growth he had been through, and Izuku hadn’t even witnessed half of it. It warmed the omega to know that Eri hadn’t been alone the entire time, that someone was watching her while he had been away.
“I’ll talk to Mrs. Bakugo about it.” Izuku finally answered. It wasn’t something he entirely wanted to do, but maybe if another alpha were to come with Katsuki then it would be easier to handle. “There is a hero that I met that I think could help us as well, I’m sure he will come if I ask.”
Well, at least he hoped that Shinso would. He seemed like an alpha that would care for people far beyond what his career dictated. The alpha had been so kind and caring to Izuku, doing more than any alpha ever had in the omega’s entire life. It was branded in the omega’s heart, the gratitude and affection he had toward the man.
Izuku hoped he wasn’t being silly for thinking that the alpha had similar feelings. It wasn’t like Shinso hadn’t been around any nice omegas before. Really, Izuku was a dime a dozen, nothing special. Maybe asking for him was a bit too much.
Izuku frowned as his heart ached. This wasn’t the alpha’s concern anymore. Shinso had done his job, he had successfully raided a fight ring. His mission was over. So even if it hurt to admit it, Izuku knew that it was not likely for the man to answer his request.
Izuku looked down at the pup in his arms as she seemed to vibrate with happiness. Her heavy eyes sparked as she spoke. “ Oh! If we are doing a team up, I also like the beta down stairs, Yamada. He has been so nice and has helped me a lot too.” She said, rambling a bit through another yawn. It was a habit that she had picked up from Izuku over the years that only seemed to appear when she was tired. “From what I could tell, his quirk makes him very loud, that could be useful, right?! I’m not sure about his mate. Aizawa is a bit scary, but he drinks a lot of coffee and likes to take deep breaths all the time. Maybe his quirk lets him breathe less or something.”
Izuku bellowed a laugh at the girl's words. “I’ve spent some time with Aizawa.” He chuckled. Eri's eyes widened slightly with interest at the information. “He is pretty nice, and his quirk is really cool. You should ask him about it.” He hinted, knowing full well how enamored she would become once she found out. “I wouldn’t worry about him, Aizawa is a great listener if I’m not around to help you.”
Red eyes narrowed slightly. “What do you mean? I’m not leaving your side. I don’t care what anyone says.”
Izuku sighed. ”Eri, you can’t stay here with me. Not yet. Not until we can figure out what exactly is going on.” He lightly mandated.
It was like a slap in the face in moments like this. Despite how mature Eri seemed to be, she was a child. She wasn’t grown, hadn’t seen the world or figured out the basics to what it meant to be herself. It embarrassed Izuku that he could forget this simple fact. And infuriating that he needed a reminder that she had never been allowed to be herself, to be a child, to know what it means to not have the weight of their lives on her shoulders.
Eri puffed out her cheeks, ready to retort the omega until Izuku pulled her into a tight hug. He scented the girl, rubbing his scent gland over her head. “Until we get the heroes to help I can’t risk either of us getting taken. Let everything line up before we act. Okay? Let’s have the heroes figure this out first.”
Izuku prayed that she would understand. He couldn’t allow her to jump into harm's way. She was free from Chisaki for now. She could be the child she never allowed to be before. She was protected, living with Aizawa and his mate was the best occurrence out of everything that had happened. Eri already had a hero watching over her, and someone who was already doing a better job at caring for her than he ever could.
As much as it pained Izuku to realize, he knew that he couldn’t let Eri be anywhere near him if he wanted to keep her safe. Not until Chisaki was dead. Having them together would be too tempting, too easy for the villian to try and take them back. They needed to be far apart if they had any chance of being safe.
Eri let out a huff, but nodded into his chest in agreement. She burrowed further into his arms to get more comfortable. Izuku tried to keep his scent the same, not wanting Eri to know the sadness that he felt as he held back tears
The two stayed silent, Izuku lost in his own thoughts as he tried to figure out a plan. It wasn’t long before deep breaths filled the nest, the little alpha falling into a deep sleep.
The omega slowly unwound the girl, and lightly crawled out of the nest. He didn’t want to wake her, not yet. He needed to talk to Aizawa and the Bakugos about keeping Eri far away and the real risk that would happen if Chisaki ever got a hold of her again.
Hitoshi knocked lightly on the bedroom door with the back of his hand, his other holding a bowl of curry.
“Hey Kats,” He whispered after he opened the bedroom door and stuck his head in. The room was dark, the shades pulled as tight as possible to keep as much light out. “I brought you some food.”
A low grunt was his only answer as the dark-haired alpha made his way further into the room. A light meow followed Hitoshi at his feet, the jingle of the cat’s collar indicating where the small animal's location was. Nyan jumped onto the foot of the bed, another loud meow voicing his irritation at being kept out of the room as he made his way over to Katsuki’s head.
“I’m turning on the lamp.” Hitoshi warned before flicking on the lamp a moment later.
The blonde groaned at the sudden intrusion, rolling until he was able to sit himself up, one hand covering his right eye to protect it. Hitoshi couldn’t help his smile at the way his boyfriend’s hair was squished to one side, his left cheek having a deep divot from the wrinkle of the pillow.
“God, that stings.” Katsuki complained as he rubbed his eyes, blinking rapidly as he took away his hand.
The insomniac apologized for the disturbance, knowing how much any level of light was still a bit irritating for the blonde’s freshly healed wound. They had been back at Katsuki’s apartment for quite a while, the sun having already moved well past the horizon.
It had been an ordeal to get the blonde out of the clinic, the doctor had to practically force another covering onto the alpha face. It finally took the doctor telling the blonde that the sunlight could damage his vision more if he didn’t let his eye adjust slowly over time. The threat of any more damage being the only way to get Katsuki to listen and put on the eyepatch.
“Do you need some of your eye drops?” Hitoshi asked, nervous about the possibility of the light damaging the newly healed organ.
“Don’t worry about it.” Katsuki hissed in reply, taking the bowl and downing a large mouthful of the curry quickly. “This is good. Got the spice level better than last time.”
Hitoshi smiled at the compliment, his alpha preening at the attention. “I’m a quick learner.” He crooned, pushing his way into the bed and wrapping his arms around the other alpha’s waist.
Katsuki snorted, placing one hand on Hitoshi’s forearm. “Ya, sure.” He teased.
The dark haired man looked up into red eyes, his alpha wiring up to the challenge when he saw the same in his boyfriend's expression. Within a moment's breath, both alphas were moving.
Katsuki sat his bowl down on the nightstand just as Hitoshi gently tossed the cat to the bottom of the bed so he would be out of the way. Nyan groaned at them, his tail flicking back and forth at being man-handled before jumping off the bed and running out toward the living room.
Neither alpha bothered with the fuzz ball's departure, the two already wrestling furiously up on their knees in an attempt to top the other. Hitoshi had a good grip around the blonde’s wrists and was able to keep them in a balancing act as they knelt facing each other despite the pushing and pulling.
The insomniac smiled at the way Katsuki tried to twist his arms out of his grip without success, the blonde’s posture turning more frustrated with every attempt that led to nothing.
“Common Kats,” Hitoshi laughed, “you got to do better than that.” He eyed the blonde, his gaze following the alpha’s shirtless form down to the only thing he was wearing- underwear.
They both knew what the alpha was doing, but Katsuki’s alpha still bristled at the way his boyfriend was goading him. “Shut up!” The blonde growled under his breath before he changed tactics.
Over the years Katsuki had many sparring sessions with Kirishima to learn how to change tactics on the spot. The uff of a man was basically a brick wall, so the blonde had learned a few tricks over the years when stuck in situations when his quirk wasn’t useful. With a sharp inhale the blonde dropped one hand low while raising the other above his head as quickly as possible.
Hitoshi tightened his grip instinctually, the action bringing a smirk to Katsuki’s face. The moment their arms were high enough, the blonde ducked under his arm and spun on one knee. This move was easier to do on the ball off his foot, but his knee was just as effective as he used his boyfriend as a counterweight to fling up his other leg once his back was to the other’s chest and hook his calf around Hitoshi’s waist.
The momentum was just enough to knock the taller alpha over and onto his back while Katsuki landed in a seated position on top of him.
Pride filled the blonde’s chest at the loose grip that Hitoshi now had. Before his boyfriend could react any further beyond a surprised gasp of astonishment, the blonde quickly repositioned himself to where he had the other pinned below him.
”You were saying?” Katsuki smirked, puffing out his chest as he led down until his nose was just nudging the others.
Hitoshi’s breathing slowed as he tilted his head further into the subtle nosing. “That was a good move.” He complimented, any indication of fighting back no longer evident.
The blonde laughed lightly as he felt Hitoshi’s cock stiffen in his black basketball shorts.
“I have lots of good moves.” Katsuki whispered as he rolled his hips slightly downward to indicate to the other that he too was stiffening up.
The brush of their clothed cocks drew the blonde closer to the other. Each roll back and forth inducing both of them into an aroused state. Hitoshi’s eyes fell closed as he relished in the pleasure, his breathing slowing as he groaned low in his throat.
He could feel Katsuki’s cock through his shorts, the thin material leaving nothing vague about the shape and size. Hitoshi could feel when their tips would kiss at each pass, could feel the base of the blonde when he would press down and forward so his ball cupped around Hitoshi’s head. Then when Katsuki would roll his hips back so slowly until their heads would catch just enough for another wave of pleasure to caress through them.
The undeniable pleasure was building achingly slow. Each labored breath only encouraged Hitoshi to reciprocate in an attempt to get more, lifting his cock up with each forward roll of the other’s hips. Their chest sliding together as they breathed the same air, their moans dancing across the other lips as they feathered together, almost touching but not enough to seal the kiss. It was maddening, but delicious.
Then, when their lips finally met fully, it was surprisingly gentle. Both of them seemed to just wanted to hold the other for a moment, to feel the other, before deepening. Pushing even closer until there was barely any room between them.
Hitoshi was so very pliant below the blonde, something that Katsuki was unabashedly loving as he continued to press their cocks together.
“Kats~” Hitoshi moaned, his mouth opening wider in a silent plea. And how could Katsuki deny such an innocent request? He snaked his tongue further into Hitoshi’s mouth, running his tip along the flat of his boyfriend’s tongue to match the movement of his cock. Slowly, he swept back before moving to his partner’s upper palate and ending the dance with a gentle kiss before moving back in with the next roll of his hips.
Hitoshi continued to moan through it all, the sound so desperate it had the blonde wanting to feast upon him. Everything that Katsuki did was answered like a thankful prayer. With each press up into the blonde’s own hips, the relaxed arms that were still in the blonde's grip, to the desperation for Katsuki’s tongue to reenter his mouth was all happily received followed with a beg for it to continue.
Katsuki hissed as he felt the ache in his cock build, his body wanting more. More of his partner, more of this servitude that was so easily given. It was intoxicating, the desire enough for the blonde alpha to release his grip around Hitoshi’s arm. To pull down his own boxers.
“Toshi!” Katsuki cursed as he fumbled with the man’s waistband; the knot on the laced up waist tied tight. The blonde had half the mind to use his other hand, sitting back onto his haunches to desperately try to undo the damn knot.
Just as he was there, cock leaking spunk down his own cock, his partner whined at the lack of attention with arms reach out in an attempt to grab Katsuki and drag him back down- A loud ring filled the room.
Both alphas froze, their chests heaving as they crashed back to reality. The tale buzz on the nightstand with the assigned ringtone dragged Katsuki out of the mood with each screech of his phone.
He tried to ignore it, pressing his hips back down despite the sudden drainage from his own cock. They just had to wait for it to go to voicemail, and when it did, it seemed to be enough for them to try and restart from where they left off.
But the phone rang again.
“Answer it.” Hitoshi whispered, his voice low and breathy. “Could be important.” He pooled further on the bed with discontent. The built up high that they both were riding had evaporated from both of them, leaving a heavy reluctance in it’s place.
Katsuki growled in irritation, pushing himself off of his boyfriend so he could roll himself over the rest of the bed to reach the night stand. With a disgruntled curse he answered.
”What?!” He gritted between his teeth, no patience in his voice for who had disrupted him.
”Don’t give me that tone!” A familiar voice screeched back. “God I should have drowned you in a river, stupid brat!”
Red eyes squeezed closed as Katsuki tried to keep his anger in check- though he really wanted to let the thin string snap. “Why are you calling?” He bit out, not caring much for how his own sire felt- especially not after she cock-blocked him!
There was a moment of silence before Mitsuki took a deep breath. That action alone drew the blonde’s attention with foreboding curiosity, his anger dampening. “Katsuki.” She said, obviously trying to reel in her own evident frustration. “How about you come over for dinner? Tonight would be best, and you could spend some time with your gecko.”
Katsuki froze at what he just heard. ”Geeze, hag. Can’t go a few weeks without seeing me?” He asked, trying to keep their usual banter alive.
“Hell no,” Mitsuki laughed, though it was a little forced. “But I think it’s molting season, and you know I hate to deal with it.” She continued.
Katsuki could hear his sire tapping on what sounded like her desk with her nail, the sound not something he had ever heard from his sire unless she was worried about something.
Katsuki turned to his boyfriend who was still lying on the bed, now scrolling through his phone. The blonde snapped his fingers to draw the other’s attention, switching his phone to speaker and motioned for Hitoshi to follow him.
The alpha raised an eyebrow, but nonetheless got up to listen as they crossed the room.
”Ya, has the molting already started?” He asked as he entered his closet, eyes flickering across his belongings.
“Kat-“ Hitoshi started but was quickly interrupted by the blonde holding a finger to his own lips.
”Ya, its just started. Nothing that I can’t fucking handle for now, but I want you to take a look and make sure that things don’t go sideways.” Mitsuki replied, her tone taking back some of its more natural cadence. “You know I’m good when it comes to seeing the signs, but fixing them when it’s already started is a whole other thing.
Katsuki grabbed a duffle bag from the top of his closet, shoving it into Hitoshi’s arms before pulling out random clothes and shoving them into the bag without much care.
“Whatever, hag. I’ll be over.” He answered, “Do you or ma need anything?” His voice became a little softer as he brought up his dam.
Mitsuki tsked through the speaker. “Just that new spice recipe you are working on. I wanna see how it’s coming along, you're telling me all about it while you're here. Though make sure to bring the pepper for me too. ”
Katsuki rolled his eyes, chuffing under his breath as he turned to look at his boyfriend. “Ya that won’t be a problem. But no bitching when you can’t handle the heat!” He snickered before his sire suddenly hung up on him without any form of goodbye.
“What was that about?” Hitoshi asked once the blonde put away his phone. He was confused about what was happening. He followed the blonde, duffle bag still in his arms as Katsuki began to dress himself.
“Get Nyan packed. We are going to my parents.” The blonde said, quickly grabbing the duffle before disappearing into his bathroom.
Hitoshi followed, brows furrowed as he tried to put the conversation he just heard together. “I didn’t know you had a gecko. Does it do well with other animals?”
A snort came from the blonde. “I don’t have a damn pet.” Katsuki chuckled as he walked out of the bathroom and toward the living room. “That was code. Something is going down and my parents aren’t able to do anything without drawing attention to themselves.”
Hitoshi watched as the blonde began to break down Nyan’s cage. “At their safe house?” He asked, still standing in shock as he tried to understand why the blonde was packing up everything until a thought crossed his mind. “Are they compromised?”
Katsuki shook his head. “Not yet, but from what I can put together my parents are in a situation where they can’t rely on the Commission or police.” Red eyes looked up at him. “Well, get your shit together. You're either coming with me or going back to your place. I gotta go, and I don’t know how long I will be gone.”
That got the other alpha moving, running through each room and grabbing what he might need for an unexplained amount of time. It only took another ten minutes before the two were standing at the door, Nyan in his carrier with all his toys swarmed around him. He let out a disgruntled groan at being man-handled once again.
Katsuki grabbed a set of keys from a drawer before closing the condo door behind him and locking up.
Hitoshi stopped a few steps down the hallway, turning to his boyfriend. “Oh, what about that spice you were talking about?” The insomniac asked as he walked beside the blonde. “Did you grab that?”
”You're the spice, idiot.” The blonde snorted.
“Oh.”
Hitoshi tried hard not to think too much into that. But it was hard not to as he replayed the entire phone conversation back through his head. For some reason his brain was going crazy about how his boyfriend's parents wanted to meet him. He was so locked in his thoughts that he didn’t notice until the ding of the elevator had him looking around.
They were walking out into the garage of the building toward a random car. With a raised brow, Hitoshi looked over to the blonde as he unlocked the doors to a silver carolla.
“Didn’t think you were a guy that would go for a simple car.” He said, not trying to offend the other as he put Nyan into the back seat along with their bags.
Katsuki paused, looking over the top of the car at the other with a blank look. “You think I want a bunch of extras knowing where I go all the time? Hell no! Kinda goes against the whole underground deal don’t you think?”
Hitoshi nodded, avoiding eye contact. “I just thought you would have some kind of sports car.”
The blonde snorted as he dropped down into the driver’s seat, waiting for Hitoshi to follow suit before he answered. “Oh, I would absolutely love a fancy sports car. But that will be when I retire. But don’t shit-talk this baby. It’s top of the line and the newest model.” He said, a large smile on his face as he started the engine. “So unless you want an explosion to your pretty face, I’d shut up.”
Hitoshi laughed, “Sorry, I’ll keep in mind who I am talking to.”
”You better, this car is fucking awesome.” Katsuki gloated as he pulled the car out of its stall and toward the exit of the garage.
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The strings are all coming together. Our trio are going to meet again in the next chapter, and I am so excited!!!! How do you think Izuku is going to react to see both Katsuki and Shinso????
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