Omegas. They are rare and sought out objects.
In the old days they were often treated like pets, or kept locked away like precious jewels. That is what Ryuji Tsutsumi had always read about his kind in the history books. Those words he would read over and over made him sick. They were too real; hit too close to home. He understood this even as a young child.
Ryuji was a surrogate baby born to a wealthy pair of Alphas. They both were very successful in their young age and always had an eye out for their best interests. Neither new of their fated mate and neither cared. They worked well together, like each other enough, and knew their offspring would have the best genes. They paid top dollar to find the highest breed of Omega to be their surrogate. Both Alphas were overjoyed that Ryuji was born an Alomega.
"Kids are a nuisance, but they'll be worth a lot of money someday!" His mother exclaimed as she held her newborn.
"Absolutely right. And if it had turned out to be a Beta we would've just thrown them into a foster home and tried again," scoffed his father. They both laughed greedily.
Growing up, Ryuji was never let outside much. Like most Omegas he was weaker than most physically, but in spite of that he wanted to explore the outside world. His parents however forbade him to go anywhere and left him in the care of his nannies. When the small child received his mate mark he asked his father what it meant.
"It means nothing. It is just a hideous scar Alphas and Omegas receive at your age. Pay no mind to it, you will marry who we want you to, Ryuji."
His father said it as sternly as he always talked to the boy. Ryuji's parents had instilled a fear of them in the small child. It may have been due to an Alpha's nature; aggressive and always demanding obedience. Either way Ryuji could never say no to them.
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Through the years Ryuji grew up silent and obedient to his selfish parents. They loved to dress him up and take him to their lavash parties. He hated it; they paraded him around like a trophy. But he didn't dare say anything.
They would always make a point to show off the collar around his neck as well. Omegas often wore collars after their heat had begun to assure them of not getting bitten by an unknown Alpha should they suddenly go into heat. However his parents liked to show that he was pure, not taken, available; to attract any future investors for their business.
He had been given the name 'Ryuji the Rose' across all the Japanese news outlets and business world. All eyes were on him as he reached the age nineteen. They would call him a 'quiet treasure'. His looks were wanted by many; his slim physique, long silky onyx hair, and sultry eyelashes attracted many CEO's and investors to his parents.
Everyone wanted to know who would claim this Omega male as their own.
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After living his life in what felt like a cage, Ryuji was about to lose his shit.
" 'Quiet Treasure'," he said in a mocking tone, "I'll show you who's the fucking quiet treasure ahhh!" Ryuji screamed at the tv and threw his remote control at the screen, causing it to crack.
The news story continued on as he raged silently into his pillow from where he laid on the bed. When he was alone by himself or with his parents he was anything but silent. It was all a fucking act. Into his teenage years Ryuji had become the most defiant and insufferable motherfucker. He played nice at all the galas and parties but when he got home he would be a little shit. If his parents weren't Alphas they probably would've tried to pawn him off on someone else free of charge.
But they were Alphas, and every time he lashed out at them they did so back tenfold. They only kept him around for their own monetary gain.
Ryuji absentmindedly messed with the collar around his neck. It was stuck there permanently now after he had snuck out one too many times. After all their hard work grooming him for some business mogul, his parents couldn't risk him getting claimed by a random nobody on the street. So they put this collar on him, locked it, and took the key.
"We'll give the key to your future mate," they said.
Speaking of future mates, they are interviewing one right now. Ryuji eyed the door.
'Knowing them, they will reject this person's offer too.' he thought.
As much as his parents wanted to marry him off, they were extremely picky on what offers they would accept. Ryuji has been 'on the market' for about a year now and they have turned down every single one.
He chuckled to himself and laid on his side.
'Good, it's what they deserve. Their selfishness will be the end of them. Maybe at this rate I'll be able to get out of having to marry someone.'
His eyes start to drift closed as he falls into a dreamless sleep.
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Ryuji awoke several hours later to his father aggressively kicking his bed.
"Get up dammit!"
"What the hell do you want, old man?!" He tried to rub the sleep from his eyes, but was pulled up by the collar to face his father instead.
"You're so lucky your face is worth something."
The older man sneered at him and threw Ryuji back down on the bed. The Omega hacked and coughed trying to catch the breath that was choked out of him.
"I'm so glad I don't have to deal with your shit anymore, we finally got an offer we couldn't refuse."
"...What…?" The boy said between gasps of air.
"The old biddie from TLA Corp. Said she's head over heels for you and you would look great in her 'collection'. Of course we had to say yes! She'd be our one way ticket into an overseas expansion. Think about all the money you'll make us; and it only took us nineteen years!" He laughed a hearty laugh.
"You bastard!!" Ryuji swung at him but the older man caught his arm and twisted it, "Ah! I-I won't go..!"
"You'll do as you're told!" His father swung at his chest, knocking the wind from Ryuji once more.
"You'll be on a plane to America in a few days, she's got some preparations to make. You better stay in check. I don't want to deliver her damaged goods." The Alpha spat on his son and turned to walk away.
"Oh and one more thing," he took out a bottle of pills from his jacket pocket and threw it at the wheezing boy, "Your heat is coming soon. Take those suppressants. We can't have it happening before you get to her. I'm sure she'll want to have a nice first night with you." He chuckled and slammed the door shut.
Ryuji cried as he held his hands where he'd been punched in the chest, where his mate mark used to be. They weren't tears of sadness, but tears of rage and defiance. Like hell he was going to become that old woman's pet!
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Kellan Taylor. Kellan Taylor. Kellan Taylor.
Ryuji repeated the name again and again in his head ever since it burned itself on his chest, and was subsequently removed. Kellan Taylor, his fated mate, and his golden ticket out of this arranged marriage. Ryuji was running low on time, so he worked fast.
In no time he was able to find Kellan's whereabouts, thanks to a few published literary works he had submitted to the college he was attending. The literature was long and wordy, even though Ryuji knew English fluently he didn't dare try to read it lest he pass out from boredom. All that mattered was that it belonged to Kellan Taylor and it showed Ryuji approximately where his fated mate was.
Kellan was located in the Midwest and Ryuji would be shipped off tomorrow on a plane headed towards the West Coast. It would take a little work but he was going to make sure that his ass never touched down on the West Coast. So he made a few calls and using his parents credit card number, which he memorized long ago, he bought a plane ticket.
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Ryuji swerved left and right as he ran throughout the airport, his bodyguards hot on his trail. An adrenaline rush coursed through him as he rounded the corner leading to his terminal. With his new ticket clutched in his hand he sprinted faster than he ever thought he could. He put on a frantic and scared facade to the employee taking tickets, exclaiming that there were men chasing him because he was an Omega and he was just trying to get back to his parents that were on this flight. With a look of pity and understanding the attendant let Ryuji through and called in the emergency on the radio attached to their uniform.
With a shit eating grin Ryuji reclined back in his seat while the plane took off. Part one of his master plan was complete.
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Part two of his master plan had to commence rather quickly after the plane landed in the States. His parent's weren't stupid and they had a tracker put into his collar, so the moment that Ryuji strayed from the path they had set him on they were hot on his trail.
But after some more running, dodging, and a little bit of stylish parkour, the Omega was in a cab on his way to the college his fated mate attended. Once he arrived on the campus, the Omega did quick work finding where Kellan was.
Along with finding out what college the guy went to, Ryuji was also able to figure out what classes he took from the papers he had written and submitted to the college and what time those classes were according to the schools website. Ryuji would pat himself on the back for being a super sleuth if he had the time. But he felt the beginning of his heat stir deep inside him, signaling he was almost out of time.
Checking his watch, he was relieved to see that class wasn't over yet, as he ran across the campus, towards the literary arts building. Freedom here he comes!
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A book tapped against the desk the Alpha sat at. Kellan looked up from where he was organizing his notes from class.
"I appreciate how diligent you are, Mr.Taylor, but at some point you are going to have to leave." his professor said.
The Alpha looked around quietly to see he was indeed the last one in the classroom, again, " I'm sorry professor," the ever quiet and stoic Alpha mumbles, "But if I could just have five more minutes."
The professor leaves a key on the desk and walks away calling back, "Just lock up and leave the key in my office."
"Yes sir."
Kellan continues to scribble notes in one of the many notebooks littered on the desk, until his attention is grabbed by a peculiar smell and the quiet sound of the classroom door opening and closing. A man that is his age approaches him and oddly enough Kellan knows exactly who it is. The Alpha stands up abruptly, causing his chair to fall over.
"You! You're!"
"Ah, so you know who I am? That should make things easier." Ryuji chuckles, locking the door behind him.
Yes, Kellan did know who this person was. It was the very person he had dreamt to meet long ago, when he was still a child and naive. His fated mate. The person Kellan knew he would never have a chance with and therefore would never meet. He'd seen Ryuji on the news before and in articles online. He was beautiful just like a rose. Yet the only one that knew that that rose was fated to be with him was Kellan. Or so he thought.
Kellan yearned from afar, knowing full well that Ryuji lived in another world than him, therefore would have better prospects than him. He was a nobody. The smell Ryuji brought with him hung in the air and permeated Kellan's senses. The Alpha puts a substantial amount of distance between them, but Ryuji keeps coming closer.
"I need your help, Mr. Taylor," he says, batting his eyelashes and weaving between the desks, "I need a big, strong, Alpha to help me with my heat. You can do that, right?"
"Why me? Why did you come here to find me?!" Kellan exclaims as he is backed up against the far wall. Ryuji's scent is beginning to overwhelm him, and he can feel himself slowly slipping into a false rut.
"It has to be you." Ryuji's eyes rake over Kellan's body, happy that he wasn't too bad to look at. Atleast he would get some enjoyment out of this. His hands slide up the fabric of the Alpha's shirt, up to cup his face. Ryuji overpowers Kellan, bringing him to the floor. His legs go to straddle him, pinning his hips to the ground so his fated mate can't escape.
"Show me what you got, big boy." the Omega whispers into his lips before he kisses him.
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It's not long before Ryuji's bodyguards find him. Following his collar's tracking device they come to a random classroom inside the literary arts building. Without a second thought, they kick down the door. An intense wave of Alpha and Omega pheromones hit them in the face, so hard the group of men have to stumble back and cover their noses.
Two bodies can be barely seen deeper in the room, and as they come closer a deep, predatory growl comes from one of them. A feral, rutting Alpha has their boss's son pinned under him. The Alpha's teeth are buried into the others neck, puncturing his scent glands, and marking him; the collar usually worn there impossibly torn to shreds and laying on the floor.
Ryuji moans as he is being thrust into, and shamelessly looks up at the men, his eyes filled with heat and lust.
"Too late." he whispers triumphantly.
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If Tiza's jaw could hit the floor he was sure he would be picking it up right about now. That was way more information than he needed to know. Ryuji catches Tiza looking at him critically and huffs.
"Don't look at me like that, I did what I had to do to get out of that situation. That being said, what I did was selfish. And even if Kellan never resented me for it, the rest of his family did. I got my ticket to freedom, but at my fated mates expense. I found out that I was pregnant shortly after that and Kellan almost had to drop out of college. He had his entire life planned out, until I came along."
"But you both are happy now...right?"
"Well that took a lot of patience on Kellan's end, and even more growing up on my own. I guess I was lucky, Kellan had loved me for a long time, even though I never cared that he existed until I needed him. But he was perfectly content to let me live my life, because he was convinced that all the roads that led to me were blocked."
Ryuji sighs and brings a hand up to rub at his chest.
"That dumb Alpha even kept his mate mark, knowing full well that he could never have me. Guess you can see where Aosh gets it from huh? I'll admit what I did was selfish, but if I never made a move Kellan would've stayed complacent. That's another place where they are alot alike, they don't like to step on toes, especially when it comes to the people they love. But because of that it makes them afraid to take risks; they become fragile and easy to break."
Ryuji pats his knees and then stands up, chugging the rest of his cooled coffee then chucking it in the nearby trash can.
"I'm not trying to convince you to fall in love with my son. Just know as much as you need support right now, he does too. And I suggest you give it to him, in whatever form that looks like. You won't regret it."
A dazzling smile crosses Ryuji's face and then he leaves. Tiza didn't think the answer to his problems would come from such an unlikely place, but weirder things have happened. Excitement and anxiety bubbled right under the surface and Tiza just couldn't wait any longer. He had to ask Aosh as soon as possible.
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This was probably the worst rut he had been through to date and Aosh couldn't be happier that this was the last day of it. This rut wasn't worse because of the urges or the burning heat that swelled up inside him or even how his temper had been cut short. He just wanted to see Tiza. He wanted to lay next to him in that terribly uncomfortable chair in his hospital room. He wanted to fall asleep with Tiza's hand lightly wrapped around his own. Was it odd that he had grown accustomed to that in the short amount of time that it had occurred? After almost losing Tiza, Aosh couldn't stand not being near him, not being able to see for his own eyes that the Omega was alive and well.
His phone rang out in the dead silence of his living room, lighting up the dimly lit room. Tiza's phone number showed on the caller id, and Aosh picked up the phone without thinking.
"Tiza-"
"I know, I know. I shouldn't call you while you're on your rut, nag me about it later. I...I wanted to talk to you."
"I want to talk to you too but," he swallows loudly from the other end of the line, " I have a hard time controlling myself right now as it is."
"Then I won't beat around the bush about it. Aosh...can I move in with you?"
"..."
"Aosh?"
"I'm sorry I think the phone cut out, can you say that again."
"I want to move in with you."
"...Oh god you did say that."
"There-there's no place else I want to be right now, other than with you. I don't know why, god this sounds stupid, but I need to be a little selfish, with you. So um... I am moving in whether you want me to or not." There wasn't a lot of finality to Tiza's words, like it was odd for him to be so demanding in what he wanted, especially talking to an Alpha.
Aosh felt heat creep up onto his cheeks as he processed what Tiza was saying.
"If that's what you want, I won't stop you."