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Kushina wouldn’t stop brushing his hair back, she keeps side-eyeing her son. “My hair is fine” Naruto complained, he tries to dodge her hand. She can’t help it, instead she retracts and puts that hand on his shoulder. Naruto couldn’t understand a parent’s obsession with their only omega, she’s always had him in hands reach. She’s in love with the bleached shade of his hair, she married that hair color.
She keeps her hands to herself but doesn’t apologize, she doesn’t believe she’s in the wrong. “I know I know, but you know why I’m worried.”
Out the car were the class’s fancy scrolled iron doors, with double arches. The stained-glass windows were carved the same design and architecturally constructed. The design embalmed the sanctified character of the private institution, and very appropriate for a college-hybrid admired in the country. The running wind was making the flag ripple.
He had never been denied money, born into the house of two parents with prospering wealth. He had been cheating his way through life. Kushina was one of the most paid chefs in the country, his father owned and ran his clothing line. Which is why manners and diligence were stressed for him, they were securing relationships with high-profile figures drinking and dining with celebutantes. This is how the rich socialize, and it’s nothing like a life brought up from scratch. He saw no trouble in this, he behaved and his daddy bought him whatever he’d asked for. What could be wrong with wanting a simple life like this?
The tuition was not a problem, Minato he expected some knowledge, and not only academics, diligence, and a learning experience. The boy didn’t wish himself into this world, and to be raised pampered, he’ll be needing to stand on his own two feet in the future and Minato considers this his entire fault, he hadn’t had the heart to explain this to his only omega, his ‘princess’. The boy was happy.
He’s back to this same institution, returning from dropping out a grade in a public school. He hasn’t seen his father at the dinner table for too long. He was out the country.
“Please text me, “ Kushina’s hand gripped the wheel. “If there’s anything just call home.”
She’s speaking of the trouble he’s endured with the same students enrolled here, but that was far back in middle school. Before he matured into a kind, timid omega. When he was rowdy and pick fights with alphas only to have to stomach the difference in strength due to their masculine structure - he’s lost every fight he attempted.
Naruto spots her hair raising, that means she won’t take anything but an endorsement from him. “They likely won’t be a problem, mom. They’ll probably just ignore me this time around,” Naruto has his hands clasped in his lap. Alphas would be put off at the idea of harming him because of how he welcomed true caste. He’s now a ‘proper’ omega.
“I promise I will.” The omega swore, knowing this is the only answer that will get him out the car.
Kushina took his words in, but then faced him. “Have a good day sweetheart. I’m proud you’re finishing your extra credits for college. That’s all me and your father want.” She grabs her little omega. Her red lips leave a smear on his round cheeks. Naruto’s old enough to be embarrassed as a spoilt omega. “I love you.”
“I-i love you too mom.” He unlocks the door, heading to the start of his academy experience which was just guarded by two tall twin doors.
His professor is at the door of the class, Naruto has his tote at his side. He takes a look at this alpha, his glasses were hanging on his nose, his pale, aging features were unmistakably familiar. Itachi knew exactly who he was at first appearance. Once he walked closer into speaking distance Naruto questioned, “Is this the math class for A? I got a little lost down all the halls.” The institution covered massive that grows each semester, ground fitting student dorms and onsite rooms for faculty in its own private campus, barriers expanding into a clearing.
The teacher was flipping through a thin word-search magazine with his purple nails, his pencil is tilted on his ear. “Naruto, is it?” He’s dressed in a white pocketed dress shirt, tucked into his pants. His tie was uneven, he had probably fastened it without his glasses.
Naruto’s hand squeezed the handle of his tote. “Y-yes, that’s me.” Itachi opened the door and stepped in first, keeping it open for the omega to follow. He clutched his carrier and followed him inside.
“You’re the last one to make it in.” Itachi told him in behold of the class. “Not even late, everyone just seems to want to be the early bird. You don’t have to worry, if you’re here as scheduled, you also get the worm.” Naruto couldn’t stop pondering about how kind of a man he is.
What an impression to his professor, a man he likes. He’ll have to fight to get here early, since he believes he was put in Itachi’s grade of being one of the latest. Under performing considering the norm. The average may not really be average here.
When he walked in, he hadn’t had a single pair of eyes on him. Before class was the social hour. These students already knew each other well, Naruto does as well. He had attended here in the past, this private institution was first built up as a middle school, now those short, immature children were funding the organization with their taxes deducted from their real jobs’ paychecks.
He was here when it happened, but in the last year of 8th grade he was pulled out to attend a public school that was down the way from his father’s past workplace. In that public school, he nearly dropped out, now he was here to make up for it. His father, Minato, had some power in his hand, he made sure his only sweet princess surpassed high school even with his dipping grades with deals and cold hard cash. This is the first time this had come up. He had started to be more serious with his omega son about his education, he told him to make something of himself out there, while also keeping his arms open if he needed to run back to the nest at home.
He paid Naruto’s way back here, at the same level as his past classmates.
Itachi coughed into his fist, it was from a real sickness, not to alert the class.
The blond body hair on Naruto raised because every head turned to him at once. He’s not the one who coughed!
A second ago the room was so loud with layers of overlapping conversations, now the classroom was like an area of earth that stopped spinning with the planet.
But now he looked back. He remembers nearly each face standing at the front of the class with Itachi at his shoulder, which would be him standing in front of the presentation board and Itachi’s own desk and seat, hugging his thick notebook to his stomach.
Almost every student’s face he sees are pale with dark, or natural colored hair, not his blaring blonde, the blond from bleaching. His skin is the biggest difference here. Dark caramel from the sun, Naruto was born American, men from here pointed out his similar looks to one of those taboo western omega pornstars. He’s not thin, his stomach hugs his ribcage but the rest if his pear-shape is homegrown omegan fat. His thighs had no definite muscle, he was soft and jiggly.
He knows them all, but once he sees not one look of recognition. How could they forget?
He could never forget.
He only registers Gaara’s face first because he is in the first row closest to him. However he sees the recognition click there in his eyes first. He wasn’t completely forgotten. This saved him some heartache because he did consider Gaara a really good friend, who had dropped his pen, not noticing, because his eyes are settled on Naruto. They were flickering.
The old class is all here. And the alphas got big.
His brain concentrated on a color he’d seen in his old dreams. That pink hair is unmissable, Sakura’s always been sitting there in arms reach, her mouth was agape. They’ve had their rough moments but he knows her as a heartfelt person, even her most spiteful actions were for the omega’s good. He wishes he could find a friend in her again.
He self-remarks about Lee abandoning his bowl cut for a buzzcut.
He sees faces with names that don’t reach the tip of his tongue, he recognizes the class goofballs, usually all befriended to... To Sasuke. Who Naruto refused to grant him the sovereignty to disturb the omega’s peace, but he feels his gaze because it’s heavier than the others. He’s not going to focus on that right now, on old trauma and heartache.
The more he tried to match a name and face, the more his head hurt.
Itachi talked while he thumbed through papers, “Be sure to make room at your table for your old classmate, Naruto.”
The class rioted.
“Hey Naruto, that’s you?! Wow!” Kiba barks like a dog and smells like wet fur still. In the past and now.
“It’s really him?”
Was it really so surprising they had to break out into an uproar? His ears are drumming.
“Naruto... you look...” Sai, on the table to his side called him pretty in monotone, and he wasn’t lying.
Ino was yelling from the back of the class, “Naruto! Did you get blonder than me?!” No malice, she was exhilarated to see him again.
He’s getting a fever-like heat in his head, his tongue feels dry, and his notepad was sinking from his hold. He doesn’t see one head turnt away from him. He fingers a lump of his untrimmed hair looking everywhere but the desk tables, if he meets anyone’s stare he’ll combust.
A past figure named Kyūsuke sat in the front row, he has his elbow on the top of his chair behind him. “Wow Naruto, you look... exotic.”
The professor could see his bones rattling where he stood. He puts his hand on the omega’s shoulder in a consoling gesture, “Seems like someone’s a local celebrity.” Itachi open hand gestures to a seat in the back. “We wouldn’t want to overwhelm our old classmate, let’s relax while he gets settled in.”
Quivering, he’s thankful for the change in attention. He’s in the back corner that has warming rays of sunlight for him to enjoy, walking past everyone to get here was more difficult than he thought, some went back to their notes. But the side-eyes of certain characters...
He’s ready to pull his hair out like straw in his very first class. The work was stressful because it was challenging, Itachi was writing terms the class had went over in the past in this classroom. He was just dropped in here! What the hell is a rational exponent?
He had his laptop on the side of him, he could search the terms there but the search engine supplies the definition with difficult words, he goes to research the keyword and the dive just continues until he forgets where he had started.
Maybe he should call his father, cry a little to make the alpha change his mind on what Naruto needs to experience. The omega would love to be married off, fall in love with a nice alpha, and fill a home with children.
He decides to ask while Itachi talks and scribbles, he didn’t turn around. “Yes, Naruto?”
Here he goes. He looks deep in his skull to form the words for the question, “About that line there...” Since he stalled the teacher and the slideshow paused, he had classroom-wide focus on himself again. “What is the meaning of it?”
Not a terrible question, perhaps public schooling hadn’t went over it while he attended. Itachi points out the exponential fraction. “It can easily be confusing, here I’ll show you -”
But what he asking was much simpler. “No not that one.. Well I don’t understand the one you did now. But the bigger one.”
Itachi’s eyebrows sunk. He certainly didn’t mean the regular half-fraction. But he still asks, excusing himself if he’s insulting Naruto, “Did you mean the half fraction being multiplied.”
“Is that what the one over the two means, the one over the line... the two under? Naruto starts to sweat because he said that in a way like he should know. “Y-yes, what does it do?”
“It’s called a half fraction, so it halves.”
This is an advantaged private university for the most perceptive, intuitive minds. The country is passing a torch to the next generation, they have to grow endowed with this knowledge. Minato had amorous connections here, money itself couldn’t get him in. Here, only the most promising and most meticulous pupils would enroll. Every student here was well-versed, shown in their educational history. No comments but a whistle in the class. Some putting their mouth in their sleeve to keep a laugh muffled.
So it was a bad question. He wants to shrink out of sight.
Naruto acted like he was taken notes from that information, just scrambling as an excuse to hide himself behind his computer screen. “Yes.”
He wants to be anywhere but here when those astonished faces turned to him after he confirmed his simple question. He really didn’t know! As figured it started to spread, everyone knew his successful father Minato paid his way and shook hands with the Board of Trustees to let his only little omega princess get his hands a little dirty.
Itachi had a heartwarming smile, “Please don’t feel embarrassed to ask these questions, I am here to help.”
Everyone turned back to the board, some giving him double looks. He’ll try his hardest, he will learn from scratch.
But he dared not to ask him how halving is done.
Naruto was unlucky to be enrolled the day a pop quiz was handed out. However, Itachi was easier on him, he lowered the passing grade for Naruto to have.
He still has a hard time understanding.
When they started to complete it, his brain hurt and he considered crying.
Naruto kept catching a timid, pretty female alpha looking his way throughout the testing. He caught her glance, why’d he see her entire face melt in embarrassment?
“Is there something I can do for you?” He whispered.
She put her finger up to her lips, for him to be quiet so he zipped his lips. The girl, with her clear purple eyes slipped a paper his way. An answer sheet she herself filled out in her handwriting and girly sketches from wandering and doodling. Naruto sat it at the corner of his desk, astonished by this all. He’s not above cheating, and since the woman did this for him, he asked her name by passing a sticky note. Hinata. That did hit a spot,
but it hurts to think of any of their interactions from before. Wasn’t she just the quiet kid? He mouths, “Thank you.” She covered herself up, adjusted her hoodie and went back to passing hers.
“Y-you’re welcome...”
After the virtual test, Itachi allowed them some note-taking time.
All the omega does is mind his business, but the screeching on wooden legs moving on the floor on their way to him had him startled. A crowd of common faces from some time brought their own chairs up to his desk. He’s taken off his feet but manages to be polite to his peers who brought themselves into his working space.
“Hey you remember me?” Suigetsu says, his shark teeth flash when he smiles. “You didn’t give a damn about me so we never really talked.” It was obvious from his smile he was playful and not truly offended. “If I wasn’t your type then, guess I have no chance now, huh?”
He couldn’t be hitting on him. He tries not to take that to heart, the boy must be kidding.
Faces flash in his head from years ago, he feels bad he forgot. “I’m sorry... I did. But I do remember your face from somewhere, you were with...”
“What about me? You look amazing by the way.” A man who reminded Naruto of a rock spoke. But the two of them close together helped the past memory resurface.
Naruto tapped his chin.
Uh...
“Sasuke’s friend, right?” He confirms.
“Don’t mind him,” Suigetsu says. “Who would remember?” Jugo put his knuckles in the guy’s shoulder, it looked like it hurt him.
Karin as he remembers gives the omega a reality check. “About him...” Her eyes went to that head of raven hair and his muscular, flexing back. “I haven’t had him in months, probably found a girl prettier than me.” Naruto started to grow warmer participating in the gossip about that someone. Out of the field too.
Naruto’s ears perked, “You were... having sex with him?”
Karin’s eyebrow shot up. “Are you blushing?” Naruto shook his head furiously. She’s thinking this skittish omega is innocent. She’s speaking to a virgin. “Well, not even that... I blew him in his dorm, under his covers.”
“Really I don’t need the details..” He couldn’t be held down or commit all this time.
Suigetsu was sharing awkward glances with Jugo that whole time. “Let’s get a better conversation going.” Of course Sasuke was laying with beautiful women on a whim, but the last things he cared to know the details of what his friend was doing with his dick. “Hey Naruto, let’s go out for food.” Naruto suspects they’re only asking him out because they thought he was new and shiny.
Two other men pop up behind his shoulders. The one with the raised hairline and ponytail he remembers as one of the more studious peers he has met, he remember those thick hardback books he’d collect and toss away in grade school. But he complains so much, he knows how to gray the mood of a room. The other is overshadowed.
“Who would’ve thought you’d come back.” It was Shikamaru talking to him. “When’d you get so soft? Were you finally beaten halfway to death?”
Karin had a very distant relationship with him, but herself, like every other student in the class, seemed mesmerized about him. He’s a ‘good’ omega now, and looks attractively foreign. He was a flat, scrawny kid that got himself in too much trouble. Perhaps he’s embracing his femininity because he wants to find a good alpha.
Everyone wanted to hear that, not just the ones surrounded him, all their ears faced to him. Everyone. The room moderately lowered to a silence.
“T-that’s something I can’t explain... People just change...”
So now the five were bombarding him, but it feels appropriate for a late reunion.
There are questions about why he’s back, dropped out of another school because of his poor grades.
Sai’s here. “I have a question for you, why attend this private school. Everything here is harder, no?”
Almost a question too advanced for Naruto. “Well, uh... my dad.. he”
Naturally the questions devolve into where he went, and why return
.
He didn’t want to admit this. “Well, it’s hard on me to say... I dropped out.”
While chattering the person in front of his desk looked back at him. It has to be Gaara because of the red hair in the corner of his eye.
But this isn’t Gaara, the boy was smiling like Naruto knew him. When Naruto met the boy’s intense eyes, his heart flipped. He’s quite pretty, but still a masculine alpha with wide shoulders. But this boy wasn’t in the original Konohan class list.
“You dropped out of a public school? How’s that possible?” He asks, right now Naruto was captivated by his warm, brown eyes. He had the face of an angel.
Suigestsu’s eyes sank and Jugo’s jaw tightens. “Dude can’t you censor yourself? Naruto, he’s just like this...”
Jugo was a now big softy for the omega, he stood up for him. “Now’s not the time, Sasori.” Who at this school doesn’t know Sasori is like that, especially for something he wants. The two alpha friends, who ignored him completely are now standing up for him when he wouldn’t do it for himself.
Sasori’s eyes haven’t let Naruto’s face once, he’s leaning on the omega’s desk giving Naruto a longing look but calling him an idiot at the same time. He made Naruto’s stomach feel weird. “I have to call out a stupid omega when I see one, especially one who hasn’t worked for a single thing in his life. It was his choice to be an idiot. He doesn’t belong here.” He gets barbed looks from everyone but Naruto, who’s looking down in shame. “Relax, he doesn’t seem to mind, he already knows this. Right, Naruto?” He sung his name back to him as a tease.
Naruto keeps flickering between his six peers, every personality here is too great for him to absorb at once, it’s overwhelming. Sai is here as well, “Wow you’ve really gone soft, you just let him talk this way to you...”
“You’re not making it better, you both are assholes.” Karin wasn’t defending him though, she continued, “It’s not his fault he’s that weak-spine type of omega.”
The omega was still stuck on the alpha picking on him, while the others drift into banter with each other.
“Don’t get me wrong, I actually like your lack of backbone. It’s refreshing, you’re the only omega here.” He could hear Sasori’s voice clear even with Suigetsu and Jugo clowning with each other with their game-day voices, Karin wasn’t letting Sai get away with what he said, the two were soon arguing. “And you look pretty fragile, I’m having a hard time believing what they say you were like before.”
Naruto thinks. “I didn’t know that...” he says wearily. Even though they’re a step away, everyone else was busy goofing off like lifelong classmates. The two were left in their own world.
He’s completely turned from in front of Naruto, leaning on his desk with his eyes scanning the omega from head to waist.
The alpha has something sinister about him, he has a smooth voice that caresses Naruto’s ears. “Yeah, you’re an enigma.”
This man has been mixing him up, starting with insulting him so he isn’t sure how to take that comment.
...Also because he doesn’t even know what he means.
Should he sacrifice the last shred of his intellectual dignity?
Like habit, he curls his finger in his blond hair. “Can you explain what that means, please?... The enigma part. Why am I an enigma?”
Sasori’s leering smirk was replaced by that common baffled look he gets after someone takes him out of his academic bracket.
His face reshapes to a bigger grin, and it’s just as handsome on him. His laugh starts stifled but then he couldn’t help but break out into actual laughter. It vibrates in the omega’s head. The skin of his face grows numb and the blood colors his cheeks.
That was too much, he starts to cry. Sasori stared with blared eyes when tears start falling down the omegas cheeks. “Hey stop, it’s ok...” He invades Naruto’s space and wipes the omega’s tears with his thumb. Naruto didn’t want him to touch his face! “You can still be a housewife, it’s not necessarily a bad thing.”
Sakura slammed her fist on the desk, Naruto was spooked by the noise and Sasori stared directly at her furious expression. Naruto thought that she could crack his desk with the rage she’s holding right now. Each student had to look over, especially the friends he has around him who left him to fend for himself against this monstrous alpha.
She broke them up. “That’s enough Sasori. Look at him, he’s crying. You’re being a dick.” Sasori stares blankly at her but backs off. Her eyes cool down when she turned back to Naruto. “Are you alright, Naruto?”
He wipes his face with his sleeve. “Y-yes.”
Itachi adjusted his thin glasses, reminding the class to retrieve the assignment outline. The class was already rushing out.
“Hey Naruto, give me your number.” Suigestsu had an empty contact ready on his phone, looking to plug in Naruto’s. “We can hang out sometimes!”
Then like clockwork...
“Give me yours too, in case Suigetsu loses another phone this year,” Jugo came over. Then there was a crowd coming over.
Shikamaru forced his phone into Naruto’s face, Sai and Karin take down the number. Sakura asks him for it, for his safety she claims. Tells him to call when needed.
They all do this. Naruto’s backbone is easily bent. He’s stunted about it all, but let’s them. His number just gets passed around. In the corner of the classroom, Gaara doesn’t even look over for it. He wonders why.
Sasori is the only one who takes his phone physically to save his own number, putting it back into the omega’s hands once finished. “We should call sometimes,” Sasori said, lifting out of his seat to leave class for the day. He gave him a wink before he went. The classroom trickled out. His next class is in another building, so he rushes out this one, passing by Itachi. The hallways had a few stragglers, their looks turned to him. It could be both that he’s alluring and he made the biggest fool out of himself today.
He couldn’t focus his vision as he walks, the empty belly could be affecting that. The omega takes his bag and laptop case to a cafe near the college. It seemed this is where most students go between class sessions. It was quite active, there was an outside area, the tables there were holding small umbrellas.
It’s lightly packed, this class has to be the only one that’s ended at this time, it would’ve been far busier. This is the university’s favorite cafe, every junior to senior come to sit and study with a smooth coffee or a sandwich wrap.
There’s no line when he orders, the cashier smiles at him while he looked above on the menu for the coffees they serve.
“What can I get you today?”
“A small cappucino, please make it sweet, and uh..” The section for food was more limited. “A slice of ginger cake.”
He’s being rung up for both and goes into his bag for his card which is in his wallet’s pocket. He reaches in there while the worker waited, digging into his purse looking for the cool feel of that leather skin. He hits something cool and metallic but that is his phone. “One second please...” He propped his tote on the counter, digging ruthlessly for his square wallet. He only knocks against chapsticks. Where the hell is his wallet.
This is embarrassing.. To explain to a register tender that he can’t pay for it, even after they already heated it for his convenience.
Why does he feel salty water rising from his eyes. “Oh god, I might have to come back,” he tells them. “I don’t think I have my wallet.” He has to have set it somewhere.
The worker started tapping on the options that cancel an order. “Are you sure?”
“S-sorry.” More than sorry, he was extremely worried. All of his IDs, bus passes, insurance cards. He imagines it falling out his bag. “Come on...” his fingers were now grabbing for anything. He should step out of line though.
The card reader beeped under him, the sound of a payment being approved.
“I’ll take care of that.” To his left, there’s a large hand holding a credit card to the machine. The man withdrew, and the machine spat out Naruto’s receipt.
He felt it for a second, but the alpha who had paid for him brushed his arm. He only just turned around to see the man, unsure earlier about what he was doing.
This alpha is divine. He swears this is the third time seeing this bone structure. He’s just older, and kinder. Because he just cleared the omega’s balance.
“T-thank you.” He has to look upwards because the alpha is that tall, he has a long, spiny ponytail coming down his back, a full bang covering his right eye. There were mature lines over his pale face, his eyes were dark and bottomless.
He could doing it just to be kind or maybe he’s late to a meeting. “Don’t worry about it.” He spared him a smile, a kind gesture that the omega needed today. He caught a name after seeing a peek of his credit card, Madara. The last name was cut from his view.
God what will he do about his wallet? He calls in to freeze his card, and reports his stolen IDs all in his break before class. This will keep him anxious all day. He makes sure his mother knows.
He hurries up with his slice of cake, checking his schedule. Only one other class for today.
The longest walk here from where he started. The classroom is built like an auditorium. The walls are a homely brown and the seats stretched around the rooms. He sees others not in his afternoon class, and some of those familiar faces were scattered about. Even with the sea of people, again he finds he catches so many glances or even intense stares. He really is the only omega here, and he just had to stick out with his appearance.
The professor, Obito, steps up, there’s a swirling scar on his face, he was generous with note taking time. He encouraged research and didn’t explain too much. Maybe this is normal for the adults that made it in here, gifted, sharp students. They don’t need a hand when it comes to their responsibilities. His sits as the top section, below him he did see Sasori, anxiety rose in him.
Professor Obito’s class felt slow because of the way of giving lessons. Naruto feels himself sitting on a heavy bladder, he gets excused after asking, leaving with all the eyes on him.
He does hear the door creak open while he’s in his stall, and a triple set of footsteps. Did everyone forget to pee before class?
He comes out the stall and the temperature cooled, in his body and in the room. Naruto realizes he had already met his bully.
“Hey there Naru-chan.” Sasori sung his name. It was not only him.
He’s with two other alphas, Deidara looked like a punk with his piercings, but was a clown. The other alpha over his shoulder was silently threatening even as he’s only smiling at the cornered omega. They looked like a sleek gang together.
They could’ve walked into the wrong washroom. “T-this is the omegas bathroom, I think you picked the wrong door -” He reminds the boys, tripping over his words.
The blondie with the bang, Deidara, “Oh really?”
Naruto’s heart sped up as Sasori’s smile spreads. He’s looking for a way to flee past their broad bodies. Anywhere. “Nope, I don’t think we didn’t. I’m sure this is the right place.” When he took one step forward, Naruto scooted back to his stall, lightly tipping open the door. “You’re here aren’t you?”
So they’re here for him. “What do you want?!
Deidara puts his hands up like he’s innocent. “Woah! Chill out! You think we were gonna assault you?” The intimidating guy hasn’t said a word, just those two. “Hurts you think I’m that type of guy.” His posture isn’t menacing, Sasori’s is though. His always is.
Naruto starts to spill tears again, he answers honestly, “Y-yes. I don’t know if you are messing with me!”
Sasori tells him, “Oh don’t cry, Naru-chan. Damn, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Again he touches Naruto’s face without his consent again, brushing the tears into his cheeks. Naruto does nothing but shrink on himself.
“Here, I think I have something that’ll cheer you right up.” He goes rummaging in his pocket. He held his breath unblinking when Sasori pulled out his lost wallet, he can see his own ID stick out in the corner.
The omega didn’t dare try to take it from him. “W-why do you have that? Where, no when, when did you take that?”
It’s clear he’s holding his wallet hostage. Sasori shrugged, “I just found it lying around somewhere. You know who this could belong to?”
He dangles it like bait over the short omega. He could take it in his arm’s reach, but still he’s a lone, vulnerable omega cornered in front of his stall. He takes it... then what would they do?
He just wants to go to school and finish this damn experience. “Why are you doing this to me?” How he whines it sounds pathetic. He’s trying to attract some empathy out of the alpha.
“You know what? You can have it back.” He holds it at face level with the omega.
There’s a lump in his throat, and he hadn’t dared reach for it. He looked againt to Sasori’s eyes for approval. The man just nodded his head.
So he reaches for it, but Sasori lifted it right out of his reach. “...If you become my girlfriend, that is.” Being embarrassed like this burns. “My mistake, should’ve mentioned that one condition sooner.”
He sure looks sorry with that self-satisfied grin.
All three were waiting for him.
What could he do? It sounds like some game. “What do you want from me exactly?!” He decides to barter with his captives.
The redheaded alpha tilts his head at an angle. “I told you already. From now on, you’re my girlfriend.” He shoved the wallet to Naruto’s chest and the omega clutches at it, keeping it close to his body.
There was no way it ends here. “But what do you mean be your girlfriend. What exactly do you want from me?!” His voice sounded airy and would waver with his anxiety.
“You keep asking the same questions. Do you know what couples do?”
He shakes his head furiously, he will not think of that right now. “Please let me go! I agree! I said yes.”
“Oh really? Well, that’s all I needed to hear.” Sasori scans over the trembling omega, he liked the way he looked with his eyes darkened in fear.
They stepped out the way. Before even moving, Naruto took a double look at everyone’s face, only then did he starts walking past them.
His wrists were grabbed by Sasori’s iron grip, he was forced back to facing Sasori. His brown eyes warmed the shaken omega. “Give your boyfriend a kiss before you go.”
He was staggered once again, begging for mercy. “P-please no.”
He forced it, Naruto was pushed onto a bathroom wall. Sasori smashed his face against his lips, licking around and tasted the lip balm. The omega beat on his shoulders until his arms gave out.
Sasori pinched his bottom lip with his teeth, his tongue going back in to ravage the inside of his mouth.
Both Deidara and that hulk of a man had left the two be. It’s up to Sasori what happens, Deidara gives him a wave. “See ya lovebirds.”
This is not how this should go, Naruto distresses.
Naruto gasped with his swollen, bitten lips. Sasori’s slime was all over his mouth. He had realize he was being held up on the bathroom wall, the alpha has him lifted for support. They stood there panting after the kiss.
“You don’t have to pretend to want a degree, you know.” Sasori tells him. “I know what you’re doing, dumb slut. You’re here to find a rich alpha to buy you a rock, it’s why you don’t mind making a fool of yourself.” Sasori tilted the omega’s head over so he could see his glazed eyes directly. The omega refused to say a word.“I want you to know it’s working. Every guy in the class wants to fuck you. I’m sure your rich daddy’s reeaal proud of his son.” A thick outline of his growing bulge and swelling knot pushed against Naruto’s folds, he starts clawing the pants off the omega, throwing those aside for that friction is only guarded by his bow-tied panties.
The omega lets this all happen, biting his lip. If he can hold him up like this, he can’t imagine fighting off with his twig arms.
Maybe he won’t be too hard on himself, Sasori is good looking. He’s the first alpha to show interest in him.
“Please don’t...”
He sucks on his neck, his teeth pinched some hickies into his skin. “You don’t mean that. I know what a dumb whore like you needs.” He was grinding against his mound, parting it with his ministrations. “I think a baby will set you right, you can forget all about this course.”
No, no. “Sasori, I can’t... Don’t, I don’t want it.” He starts struggling anew, he tries to move his legs but Sasori slamming his pelvis against him kept him upright and stiff. That’s the last thing he wants, he doesn’t want to do it with a strange alpha, and even more so bearing his children.
“Not trying to knock you up, I just want to feel the inside of your stomach.” He steals his lips again, ignoring him, and sucking them til they’re sore and wet. He tugs at the hem of the omega’s cute pink panties, “You’re asking to get assaulted with these. Is that what you want?”
Naruto’s panties start to dip and he finds his voice and screams.
His two friends come back in.
“Hey Sasori! Clean up, a class is coming by.” He warned, rushing in.
So Sasori didn’t get deeper into his panties, he’s smug because they’re soaked now. “ I’ll catch you later babe. Promise” Naruto’s lips was trembling but the alpha ridiculed him with a loving, slow kiss on his cheek. “You’re free for this once.”
He cried fighting him off, running out when the alpha loosened his hold just a little.
He sat throughout the class with his heart in his throat. He did not catch a thing, every lesson said left his other ear just as soon.
He has a different gait, a different resting expression, he hasn’t felt this bad in a while. He’s shaken. Nothing he feared for prepared him for this day, whatever he had shielded himself from was nothing like the reality is.
He walks with his arms crossed over his midsection, finally recognizes his situation. Male betas, more alphas are looking him over like a slab of meat. It makes his uncomfortable that he is wanted in that way by most the school. He’s lone prey.
His thought is cut. He sees a dark-haired woman laying on the ground with her books spread, dispersed over the ground.. She was alone, he hurried over. “Hey! Are you alright!” He catches his own notebooks before they flop out of his hands.
“Oh, Naruto!” It’s Hinata, she looks at him with tears in her eyes.
“I’ll help! Can you get up?” The omega discarded his own bags and reached for her hand. He quits when he sees the scrape on her knee though, the skin was red and raw. It definitely was turned enough to leave a bruise.
“No, you don’t have to...” She gets herself onto her own two feet, but her bruised ankle was causing her trouble. She dusts herself off, she turns her head from the omega to blush privately. “I’m fine...”
When the alpha tried to test a step, that foot doesn’t hold up, and the omega was there to tuck his arms under hers to lift her up. She was as heavy as him.
He helped her to a bench. He told the female alpha to not move. “I’ll be right back alright?”
She cups her face, she’s burning up from the omega touching her, getting so concerned over her sprain.
“Don’t stand up on that.” He pointed for her to sit before running off.
He knows the nurse was in today, the on-campus doctor’s office was a locale each student has to know, and he made sure to remember at least that.
He forces the door to slide open. “Excuse me.”
The nurse had a lollipop switching in her mouth while she filed information on her work computer. She tilted her swivel chair to him. When she saw him, her mouth opened and the sucker dropped from her tongue. She wasn’t alone. A dark-haired male student was laid over the bench with his arm crossed over his face. He looked to have a fever.
“Naruto?” She puts her clipboard to the side.
“Tsunade...?”
What a treat it was to have the previous nurse that’d patch up his scraped knees when he was younger. She’d hold him while he cried and let her eat in her office instead of the loud cafeteria.
She had reunited her sunlight. She grabs him in a tight embrace, then pulls his hair behind his ear when they split.
“I didn’t know if I’d ever see you again, gra-, Tsunade.” She was a joint mother to him.
“Why are you here? Did you hurt yourself?” Every flick of her eyes was her examining his body for anything abnormal. She was touching his face, widening his eyelid with her thumb, and turned his head to look in his ear.
“No, no!” He lightly brushed her off. “It’s a frien-” He realizes she knows his entire class, so he saves time. “It’s Hinata. She had twisted her ankle, can’t move. I sat her on the bench in the south courtyard.”
Tsunade was already getting her glasses and a quick kit. “That girl...” She stops at the door, “Naruto, for now, watch Neji. Don’t let him get up, make sure he keeps laying there for now.” She tells him only that and is gone.
He watched her go, feeling he should sit tight. But that boy.. “Um..”
He does remember Neji, now just clicking he’s the cousin of Hinata. The omega doesn’t remember seeing him appear in any class.
The young alpha filled the bench with his large, strapping body. His forearm covered his eyes, he looks fast asleep.
He alarmed the omega, who was hesitantly watching him. He sensed that Tsunade had left so he started to pick himself up to just sitting on the bench because she’s not there to scold him. He sat up and Naruto was awestruck. Another smoldering alpha he had viewed today, he’s the pretty, stocky elegant composition with dark hair. The type the omega would never have a chance with looks alone.
He was breathing heavy, it doesn’t take a nurse to see he’s unwell. Then he starts to stand.
He rushed to stop him, running over to guide him back down, a patient this sick shouldn’t be standing on his own, he was wobbling from dizziness.
The omega tries to seat him by holding onto his large bicep. “You shouldn’t get up... Lady Tsunade said -”
Neji snatched his arm right from the omega enough to make him stumble. “Get off me, you...Agh” Closer up, his eyes were watery like he’s in a haze. He wonders what illness this is.
Don’t touch him. Got it. This alpha doesn’t mind pushing an omega to the floor. “Just for now sit here and wait.” He was near enough to touch but wouldn’t dare now.
Neji was completely sounding him out. He slowly got on his feet, he took a step and started wavering. “Shit...”
He lost the balance on his right foot and the omega was there with his slim arms to keep that side of his body up. The alpha relented, realizing the omega may just be right. He understands even in a stupor so he slouches back.
.
The omega was at a lost, nursing for an alpha thrice his size. One that’s ill and combative. “Do you feel any better?” He offers some warmness as an acquaintance.
He looked pissed.
What’s with an omega trying to order him around. He can’t resist the need to enact the dynamic between them, his dominance as an alpha. “Don’t ever touch me again. omega,” he says with a bite.
Naruto was petrified. He made that very clear no more than a minute ago.
Now the omega was a maid. “Get me a heating pack, back in the cabinet.” He says holding his damp forehead. “Granny should have some.” He told, he didn’t ask.
He isn’t sure, and he wanted to be careful. “I think we should wait for Tsunade’s diag-”
He almost saw a vein pop on the alpha.
He was restrained by his arms and pulled towards him when here sat. “Neji!”
The alpha pulled him down to rest, he lays his head on Naruto’s stomach. “Feels like hot water bottle...” He says. “If you’re not going to get me a pack, I’m going to use you.” His hands went up his shirt, he was able to feel his breasts.
The omega was shuttering, what’s with the lack of consent with alphas in this school?!
He was trapped as Neji’s pillow, who began reaching up to feel his torso.
“They’re small, you should massage them.” He went up his neck. “Or get pregnant and keep the fat.”
Tears collected in the bottom of his eye. He doesn’t want a baby just yet, his flat chest was the curse for every male omega.
The alpha put his head on his small chest for comfort, because the omega was burning hot.
He couldn’t fight him off, and he doesn’t want to irritate any alpha. But he wishes for the courting process, not just be used by anyone decent looking, he’s still a person.
“Stop please. Let me go.” With the strength in the alpha’s arms, Naruto had no chance of getting himself out of his grasp.
Neji put his nose in the omega’s collarbone. He has him trapped in his steel arms, the omega’s arms and torso were trapped from the weight of the man and his muscles. He had a full-body tingle, being in this position with an alpha he’d really just met.
His thin, pale lips are at his ear, nipping the lobe.
So he could touch the omega all he wanted.
He shifted to put more weight on the omega, trapping him. Each word was breathed in his ear, “Why would I? You’re warm.” He also squeezes one of Naruto’s plump thighs. “Softer than the cushions granny had here.”
Omega’s are softer with their layers of fat, they always make a nice soft bolster towards their extremities.
They were spooning, Neji was all over him. He stole the warmth coming from the staggered omega, he was still wriggling so Neji boxed him in tighter.
This alpha... He wasn’t holding the omega enough so it caused discomfort, but tight enough to keep him from moving a limb.
The more heated he becomes, the more the alpha uses his body as a heat pack. What if he’s contagious?! He starts to struggle again. “Neji!! Let go! What if I catch your fever?”
“Are you taken?” He feels the points of his canines scraping his neck and his heart pounded painfully. “You came in here smelling of slick and expect men to not grab you?”
There was drying slick sticking to his panties. Sasori had caused him to leak with his advances. “I’m not that type of omega, now would you...”
“Why did you change your whole act into this.” He pulled Naruto’s head to him, Neji was focused on his swollen lips. “Sluts like you shouldn’t have the option to consent.”
Another one of these alphas.
He’s saved when the slider opens, and Tsunade is supporting Hinata with a hand behind her back.
“What the hell are you doing Neji?”
She narrows her eyes to see a tomato-skinned Naruto crying while pinned on that bench. Neji pulling on his ear with his teeth.
Hinata was the reason he was distracted, she was staring at him with fury in his eyes. “Cousin...”
They do look similar.
Tsunade was strict. “Get up. Now. Let go of the boy.”
His safety is compromised wherever he heads on campus, he doesn’t even feel secure being alone anymore. He crosses the kindest alphas in the large campus but there’s always the two floating in his mind. He can’t tell if a handsome alpha is insane or not.
The school is almost completely cleared as the young students were starting up their cars to head home, attend their club or going right back into the field at their part-time job.
He’s going down the halls alone until he sees two blobs. Ino. The blond woman with a bang covering her eyes had a wrapped note and a miniature present with a tied red bow. It looks like love. Naruto keeps his head down as he walks past them. It brings up some annoyance. That was just his mood now. He wanted to get home, and only that.
But that hair color was too distinguished to not recognize. It’s Sasuke. He flushes furiously when he overhears her love confession, she was hyperventilating, crying about it. Her love for him.
“Even after I let you fuck me that night?! Did that mean nothing too? Gosh, what are you looking for? Am I not enough?”
He’s happy he doesn’t feel anything for the man anymore, he hopes this woman, and any other get over him soon.
The omega wrenches open his locker, only to have crinkled letters spilling out. What are these? He turned them over. Most were stamped with hearts, love confessions of alphas, betas around the school. Even ones not from his class. He doesn’t know how to feel about that.
He hears the sound of the alpha getting smacked across the cheek, and the woman’s wedges clinking away. This was too intimate for him, he’s embarrassed witnessing a rejection ending like this.
He hurried up, grabbed his stuff, and closed that locker’s door.
Sasuke is there right behind it.
“WAH!” He frightened the smaller omega into dropping his bag. He bent down to pick up his books, then gets up after he stacks them back in his carrier. “That... wasn’t funny.”
That shadowing alpha is there leaning on the locker next to him with his sinewy arms folded, he watched the omega under his lashes. Nothing right now could protect Naruto from getting locked into the alpha’s sharp, void eyes. He can’t stand good-looking alphas anymore after today.
Sasuke senses attitude and upturned his nose. Alphas. They always needed to humble an omega. “If I was being funny you would’ve known. I don’t care what happens to you, why would I bother pranking you?”
The omega senses the hostility already. “W-well, if that’s all, and if you aren’t here to chat. I’m going to -” He tells him as he walks to the front entrance.
He felt air on his back and a tightening at his collar, Sasuke had grabbed it and pulled him back and he couldn’t catch his feet. “Stop!” He cries it out-loud. He’s surprised about how alphas here do whatever they want to weaker omegas. He’s the only one? He feels like the school’s punching bag.
Sasuke kept him hooked until he finally looked into his eyes. “The last thing you deserve is to flatter yourself. I’m not here to talk with you.” Naruto has his phone in his hand but Sasuke takes it right out of his feeble grasp.
“Hey! Give me that back!” He says with his voice cracking. What’s with these students?! He hasn’t been respected at all today, just walked over like another rug in the hallway.
Sasuke’s contact is already punched in, then forced back to Naruto’s hands. He looks down, “But why?”
The alpha’s eyebrows cinched. “Were you walking out the door without the project the math teacher assigned to us?”
“What assignment?!” He’s already freaking out because he has to graduate. Has he zoned out?
“He splits us to a group of three, the groups already exchanged numbers for after-school. Unfortunately, we’re in the same group.” Sasuke was judging him from above, like Naruto is the weak-link on their team.
He looks at his phone, the alpha just punched in ‘Sasuke’. He was reddening, but he shouldn’t. Did his ears deceive him though. “If there’s three of us... who’s our partner?”
Seems thinking about them irritated Sasuke. His tone started to bite, “Why don’t you pay attention in the class, idiot? You don’t even want to pass, you’re looking for a young, rich guy to give you a rock,” he draws a breath, while Naruto looks ashamed of himself. “It’s going to be your responsibility to call him, it’s Gaara by the way. You’re going to play the part of relaying between us, because you’re definitely not going to be a help when it comes to thinking on this project.”
The cruel words besides, he doesn’t mind. At least it’s someone he knows, someone he loved in return in their friendship. “I will contact Gaara then...” He tells himself he shouldn’t ask this question, but, “Um is there a reason why you don’t get along with Gaara?”
The entire time the alpha was sizing him up from head to toe. “That’s nothing you should worry about. We’ll do the work and you’re going to be the one passing on messages between us.”
So that’s why he forced his number into Naruto’s phone. The omega just puts it back in his bag. “Hmph.”
It’s so foreign to be a previous classmate of this omega, to see him soak up abuse like a sponge. There was a time whenn he’d snap back and get violent for the sake of his pride.
Sasuke is bothered, the alpha’s eyes turned into slits. “Nothing to say?” They’d go back and forth, the alpha always managing to humble him in the end, make him feel like a bitch. He’s the first alpha to hurt him, threw the furious omega to the ground. “What bent your backbone? Was it when I smashed your face into the dirt?” Sasuke frowned, a small change to his resting face. “It’s annoying. Cut it out.”
Under this tall, violent alpha, Naruto cowered for his back to hit the locker. He hasn’t done anything wrong! “I don’t get it! What do you want from me?!”
This omega was obviously already distressed.
He knew something was influencing the omega to avoid him. “Why are you always cutting corners, turning into a different hallway when you see me down the way?”
The omega didn’t get it. It was pure instinct to avoid an alpha who’s disgusted by you. Why would he run into him, or even get close for a breeze to touch them both.
“What?! Well..” He started sputtering.
The alpha’s brows were cinched.
The omega had that self-loathing tone. “Why is that a big deal? You don’t want to talk to me, probably even look at me...”
He brought his face to meet the Uchiha’s. “You were the one who rejected me first.” He picked up a book that slipped out his hands. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s bothering you. But I need to get home.”
“It doesn’t bother me at all.” He’s accusing him now. “So is that why you’re terrified of me? This whole act is because I turned down your little crush?”
“Stop rubbing it in!” He was going to break down in tears in front of the alpha he wouldn’t want to see him like this the most. “W-we have our contact numbers. Do we really need to speak about this now?”
Sasuke stared at the back of his neck when the omega faced away, he knows he’s crying.
“So you finally caved because you need to marry.,, “ Sasuke remarked. “So now’s the time you choose to be submissive, huh? Now that you have a big ass.”
“I don’t care about finding an alpha, I’m here to make something out of myself.” Now the man is commenting on his body? He had just developed into an omega. “Now... I will be on my way.”
It was the omega’s mistake to stand so close to his closed locker. Moved with a force he couldn’t fight off, the front of his body was pushed to the locker door and Sasuke’s muscular body was against his backside. His body was only hard, the omega could feel the definition of his abs. He screamed for someone in this empty locker room.
Sasuke’s hand was firm and scarred, it was large enough for him to completely cover Naruto’s mouth, his voice isn’t carrying far.
It tickled the omega’s ear, Sasuke’s breath on his outer lobe. “Did you really get over me, idiot?”
His eyes were bucked, he had a struggle for air because Sasuke’s wide hand covered both. He didn’t even lower it to allow the omega to speak.
He felt wet slime on the back of his neck and the hairs there stood up. Sasuke’s warm tongue had licked his neck. “In the end, do you remember you trying to kiss me to confess?”
He does and his heart feels like it’s being strangled in a painful hold, the alpha had pushed him over and laughed in his face. He closes his eyes, the alpha’s crotch was pushing hard against his ass. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”
“I’m going to make sure you keep yearning for me, omega.” He can’t mean...
His glands were pierced by Sasuke’s canines, digging right into the thicker skin. He’s bonding him, the omega started kicking and screaming because it was singing all his nerves. It ingrains his brain, the reality of being mated. He doesn’t know how loud he’s screaming for bloody murder.
Sasuke’s still licking up the blood, pressing his teeth a little deeper. He’s forcing ownership on this omega, to rewrite his desires into everything about the alpha, like his good looks aren’t enough. He will forever long for this man. Naruto’s getting tired, unfocused. Breaking into his mind. His canines don’t stop there, his licks up the blood. He feels something ding his brain.
Someone hears the cry of an omega.
He had school staff rushed in not too long after.
Sasuke is keeping him up. He’s pleased with himself.
He was wrestled off him.
When he was guided to college administration, he was sat in a chair. His punctures hurt badly, but all he could think about Sasuke. Under the bond’s influence he started to think this needed to happen, and Sasuke is such a strong, masculine, forward alpha who takes what he wants.
Hashirama apologizes. “We take the safety of our students very seriously. Sasuke will face repercussions for this, we’re required to file a police report on your behalf.” It is very illegal to force it, he knows. Seems the school knows about the possible intimidation against omegas to silence them and drop charges, so they take it into their hands.
His head was still swimming. “A-alright.”
Itachi was also there. “We can set up a plan for therapy and psychiatric treatment for the bond. I really recommend you attend to let that mark heal. Lady Tsunade will be able to take you in.”
The Uchihan professor looked embarrassed and took it like it was his own fault. “Would you like me to take you to the hospital?” Naruto shook his frantically head no. He wants to crash in bed and that’s all.
“Are you sure?” Hashirama offered a drive as well.
After having Sasuke in his eyesight like that, he looks like a younger Itachi. He feels back to his old self, just a little numb. What has happened today?
Catching up with Gaara will make him feel much better. He actually has an ally in this damned university. Then he can finally end his day. Gaara could help him with this assignment if Sasuke couldn’t be here.
He remembers the direction Gaara went from his latest class and chased him to the stairways down the way. “Hey! Gaara!” He’s not near him but his voice carried over to the distant Gaara was walking. It’s possible he still did not hear him.
Naruto ran towards that red hair, catching up by picking up his pace. “Gaara, can you hear me?!” He asks now coming behind the man, he even reaches his shadow.
Gaara stopped walking to turn around and sees the bimbo.
“Gaara! It’s me, Naruto. Remember?” Gaara started walking again but Naruto made it close enough to his his expression. “Gaara? Are you alright.” At this point, if Gaara had forgotten all about their friendship, he was ready to finally ball up and cry. “Gaara?”
They were walking by side now, Gaara tried his hardest to not let Naruto see an expression on his face. “Please.” Gaara says. “We’ll just share our numbers, alright?” He stopped walking and let the omega catch up completely.
His skin was stinging. “What do you mean? Gaara?!” He’s acting very strange here, cold shouldering the omega. “Gaara what happened to you?! It’s me.”
He wouldn’t even look the omega in the eye! He starts again.
“Please understand and respect that we’re just classmates. And that’s just for now.” He shrugged his bag on his shoulders. All while Naruto’s heart wrenches.
He’s wobbling his words already! “We’re friends, Gaara! Did you forget me?” He had built his first sand castle with Gaara.
He allowed them to exchange their numbers, Naruto knew he’d want the omega to delete it after the two alphas complete their projects.
Everything felt cold, his actions caused a breeze to waver the omega, and his tone chilled him. When no one else was there for him, the redhead would involve himself in what Naruto wanted to do. Gaara did do most of the labor in that friendship, with Naruto being in a hard time in his life, he was terrible with emotions so Gaara put in the work until he healed. His heart is slowly cracking.
The alpha was already walking away from him, after he took down his contacts. “Is it something I did Gaara?” He shut his eyes but only trapped his salty tears in his lids and his eyes were getting red and scratchy. “I’m sorry I left! Please, can we still be friends?” Gaara was the one thing he was looking forward to before he was placed here. “Please tell me! We could start over.”
Gaara gave him a weary look over his shoulder, the omega was hyperventilating and it’s sunset. They should be going home, him to his on-campus dorm. He said one last thing before he left the omega lone. “Let’s keep things distant between us, Naruto.”
The upset omega didn’t try after that, he watches Gaara follow the street away from him.
He realizes how alone he is here. There’s only one omega on his side and that’s it.
When Kushina comes to scoop him from class, she smelled something was wrong already, she grips the wheel the entire ride back. He refuses to answer her questions. “I’m tired, mom, I just need to eat and go to bed is all.” He lies to a woman that always catches when he fibs.
For the ride she let peace settle in the car. But then at home, when she cooks for him alone, he has no room to leave.
She believes she has to, so she uses her commanding voice. “What is wrong? I need you to start from the beginning.”
How does he start telling her about the mistreatment, even the sexual assault. The one friend she’s sure holds Naruto dear to him has entirely flipped. He needs her to get off this road before she arrives at the answer.
He’s so tired when he finishes his dumplings. “Can we please talk about this another time? I promise.” Kushina stared a hole into him. “I’m really tired.”
“Ok, but please come to me when you’re ready, alright?” Slightly, she sounded like she was begging.
He had his scarf wrapped around the mating mark. Kushina hadn’t noticed.
He’s so tired he wears cold silk tonight and crashes right into his pillow. He missed this so much today. He could just relax all day and....
Ding.
Oh that. It’s been doing that so much he turned his phone off during school.
He opens his messenger app, he hasn’t had his phone this active before. It’s overwhelming with the texts he’s received. He scrolls through.
[10:03pm] Suigetsu: Friday, bowling and bar hopping. You down?
But now, it changed to read. So everyone will know if he reads their texts?
His thumb trembled over his phone’s slim keyboard. Well, he’ll have to reply now.
[10:30pm] Naruto: I will think about that and let you know. Have a good night.
It pinged back right away. Just a ‘thumbs up’ reaction to his response. It came quite quickly.
[10:04pm] Jugo: There’s this bar not too far from here where we’re going Friday. Might go to bowling first, you wanna come?
He tells him he’ll think about it in the softest way. He got a reaction to his reply but it was a frowning face.
Did they really mean to befriend him?
He had three unread from Sasori, but that boy frightened him enough for the day, he doesn’t even open it. However at a brief glance he could make out the words ‘My girlfriend’ in his message. He’s not going to worry about the rest.
So he remembers somehow he had also given Sakura his number, she’s sent him concerned texts. He acknowledged those.
Who knows how many people had him saved in their phone. He knows how easily things can spread on a campus, something like the number of the only omega in school would spread like mold.
There’s a picture-less contact he keeps seeing his eyes drawn to. His stomach was turning.
Nothing from Sasuke about their classwork. Is hi- ...the alpha going to be absent for this?
There’s a project he has no information on! When could the due date be? Neither partner of his has contacted him at all, he’s just lost.
He definitely doesn’t consider a direct phone call with Gaara.
[10:32pm] Naruto: Hey there, Gaara, this is Naruto. We exchanged numbers today. I’m reaching out to ask what this assignment is, and if you could give me a copy. Maybe even explain?
It’s sent, he puts his phone under his pillow, the man’s probably not going to respond. He had already shown his attitude to the omega he had already scarred.
A little later and he feels his eyelids fluttering, he’ll be out soon. His phone started vibrating against his side-table, reverberating off the wood. He grasps for it.
He clears his eyes.
[12:06pm] Gaara: (Uploaded a file)
Nothing else. He’s only sent the PDF.
Naruto now sits up and opens it on his phone. Ten full pages of vernacular that bums him out, he doesn’t understand anything on that bright page that made him squint.
[12:08pm] Naruto: Sasuke told me to contact you... That I will share the messages between you two. Idk where Sasuke is right now or is going but I hope we can make it work Gaara.
He exhales through his nails when Gaara is typing.
[12:12pm] Gaara: Im fine with that. I’ll need you to send him my synopsis tomorrow.
He finally got a complete sentence from him! And there was more.
[12:13pm] Gaara: Where Sasuke is? Didn’t you have his number?
[12:14pm] Naruto: There was just something that happened today... I had to report him, I'm not sure if he's coming back.
He feels for the mating mark in his neck, feeling a dose of ecstasy thinking about that hot alpha bitching him. He feels sick for that, he’s lost his mind due to an alpha’s bite.
[12:15pm] Gaara: Did he hurt you?
Sheesh, the omega is only realizing that he would probably be asked to elaborate on that. He’s going to keep his mouth shut for now, to anyone and police.
[12:17pm] Naruto: It's nothing. I’ll pass the message onto him when he’s back. Goodnight, Gaara.
Smooth as sandpaper but he doesn’t want to talk about that with anyone, he was forced to with the university administrators. He doesn’t want to ever mention that it made him so aroused, thinking of that moment, and craving him. He’s all sorts of fucked now.
His phone buzzed but he ignored it and finally put himself under the blankets and to rest.
Kushina was hesitant. “Naruto, please come down here.”
He was already coming down the stairs. His mother had the full laundry basket with her.
The omega didn’t like that, he doesn’t get to see her when she’s nervous about something she’s at fault for. “What’s wrong?”
“Well uh, sweetie...”
He sees his pants in her lap. They were all shrunken and looking to only fit toddlers.
“Look we’ll just buy you more later this week, ok? The heat was set too high... They’re just doll clothes now.” She covered her face with her hands. “God, sorry baby.”
Naruto isn’t bothered. “That’s alright.” There’s the bigger issue, “But what will I wear that’s dressy?”
Kushina put her chin in her fist, thinking. “Hey love, you’ve been embracing your femininity lately, haven’t you?”
“Yes...?”
She goes right to her dresser, coming back to him to spread an elastic schoolgirl skirt. It looks nearly his size. “Wouldn’t this be adorable?!”
He turns around in the mirror. It’s shorter than he thought, his mother has always had a slim build, his hips and ass rode it up, almost peeking at his panties.
“Come down! Let me see!”
She gasps when she sees it. “It’s so cute!” She comes to help him pull down the hem, it did inch down. “If you want stockings -”
His cheeks were already heating up. “No. But I guess the skirt is the only way...” He thought it looked a bit inappropriate. She must not understand that the adult alphas don’t find that sort of things are ‘adorable.’ It only exists as a fetish. “Thank you mom.”
She grabs him, their cheeks squashed together.
The courtyard was nearly empty. A senior’s locker was right across from his own, Naruto looks up to see him blank-staring at the omega.
He was caught staring, apologized and almost tripped over his foot.
Another someone, an alpha, walked into the door of his class an cracked his nose because Naruto’s skirt was brushing his upper thigh.
It’s been like that all day. He could feel the leers. He was walking in crowds of people, crossing roads. Cars honked at him to hop in, and he swore today he felt a pull on his skirt going up a populated stairway.
He sees Sakura’s candy-haired figure with Lee, and Hinata blushes and waves when he approaches.
Lee is the last to see. His pupils shrunk in the whites of his eyes when the omega walked over He had never seen someone blow up that dark of a red. He covered his mouth and excused himself.
Hinata had her sleeve to her mouth, “I’ll catch you later.” She scurried off, the group broke up.
Sakura comes up behind him and pulls his skirt lower, “It’s a little short, Naruto... Make sure to keep matting it down.”
“Right! Sorry.” He did feel some air on his backside.
The entire hall had eyes on the two, he feels them stare but still keep their space.
This cannot go on like this forever.
He starts loading his locker, he doesn’t dare to reach down when he dropped his pen.
While pulling down the skirt, he walked to the class. All day today he was flushing, with him snatching attention from betas and alphas.
Itachi now taught in an auditorium-sized classroom, he’s fixing his projector while everyone is tapping their pen or waiting for class to begin. Again, he’s the latest.
He steps in and only a second later, there wasn’t a hush. He has no idea why alphas let a little skin turn them into rabid dogs.
Every set of eyes were on him. His gaze drifts from the classmates he recognizes, but he lowers that gaze quickly. He has his hands holding his shirt down with a cherry hot blush.
“Hey Naru- woah...” Suigetsu’s voice trailed off, where he was walking he had a full back view of the omega. His awkwardness silenced him and he just pointed to his seat and opened up a notebook.
Suigetsu doesn’t ever take notes.
Itachi was done digging, “Your seat’s there,” he welcomed the omega.
He was being looked down on from the lecture hall, where everyone had came early.
He sees Sasuke’s eyes, and the mark throbs. Of course Sasuke is back, it was all talk. Besides an omega’s word is nothing to a high-profile alpha.
What’s that look in his eyes? He’s very lucky for being in a crowded room, and not alone with him like before because his alluring eyes were undressing him. Skinning him.
He heard pencils rolling down the seats until they clack on the floor.
For the first time Gaara stared intensely, and when Sasori finally stopped yapping, he focused on Naruto and a wolfish smile formed on his pretty features.
He has his hands on the back of his skirt to keep it down.
“Where do I sit?” He timidly asked the teacher.
The omega doesn’t know how terrible his days are going to get.