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Kyoutani was described as an “A-typical Omega”
Well, he was described as an a-typical omega by those who knew he was an omega. It wasn’t like he tried to hide it, he was open and honest about it. But people didn't ask, they didn’t question his light floral scent which is feminine, soft and subtly sweet, but his scent was light, feathery and was not as prominent as others scents. They didn't take into account his smaller stature. They just saw his appearance, his permanent scowl and his lack of social skills, they saw his temper and labeled him an alpha.
But as he entered his second year, people were starting to unravel the fact that Kyoutani was an omega. He had technically been on the volleyball team, with his name on the roaster sheet and had attended one or two of the actual games. Although he was only at a handful of practices, he was still a member of the team. The team knew of his second gender because it was plain as day on the roaster sheet, and they had to tell the team when they entered their applications for the club. The team knew and didn't think much of it. Didn't talk about it cause what was there to talk about? An omegan team member wasn't actually ever there?
It wasn't til second year when he had rejoined the team of the new omegan captain and his alpha vice captain cornered him. And continued to corner him for two weeks, everyday at lunch and after school before practice. The first week was hell, Oikawa was fitting into his captain roll a little well, he was stubborn and bossy and Iwaizumi didn't do much to help, just reign him in if he became too much for their kouhai. Oikawa told him that his name was still on the roster and Kyotani officially had to come because the omega was a better captain than last years, he would not stand for his team mate to not be on the court. Not when Kyoutani had such potential. Still he refused.
Now if the omega thought week one was hell, looking back week two was the whole reason he gave in. Oikawa had switched tactics when he refused for the 8th time that week. Kyotaini was sure that on monday he would be left alone, that was definitely not the case. Oikawa had started whining non stop for the second week, not begging but just whining. Iwaizumi was the one to all but beg Kyoutani on that friday.
“You don't understand, you only hear half of it, I have to listen to him everyday, throughout practices and on the way home, when we study, he just doesn't stop. I swear please just come back for my sanity.”
After that Kyoutani agreed he would come back if the alpha could beat him. It was a weird obsession that Kyoutani had. Maybe it was because everyone adopted the idea he was an alpha so he felt the need to show that he could be an alpha if his biology didn't say differently. Iwaizumi beat him in arm wrestling, he won by a long shot. That following monday he was back in the gym.
Nobody mentioned it, they didn't want to say something and offend him in some way, they didn't want him to leave again, not when Oikawa had a shit eating grin and was looking so smug and was finally quiet for once. Finally proud of himself for getting everyone together, and proving to himself that he was a good captain.
Iwaizumi said to Kyotani once that Oikawa had his doubts about being a good captain because of his second gender, and what others must think about him or the team. Even though everyone knew he was going to be the perfect captain, Oikawa had somehow got it in his head that if he could bring the one team member that wasn't ever there back to practice and made the team and whole and final team that it proved to the other that he was a cablabe omega and was an unquestionable captain.
Kyoutani didn't really understand it and Iwaizumi just shrugged.
Practices were rough. Not because of the work, or the hours, or the muscles sores, it was none of that, it was the tension. Everyone walked on eggshells around him. He hated it. There were only three people that didn't. Oikawa trotted around and even gave him a weird nickname, called him “Mad dog chan”
He was the captain and a fellow omega, he was not scared of Kyoutani but he was maybe a little frustrated at the fact that the other omega held no care for him and only really listened or took any kind or orders from Iwaizumi. Iwaizumi was the only person Kyoutani can say he held respect for in those first early months of rejoining. Because Iwaizumi was an alpha that held his word and didn't back down. He knew that Kyoutani was an omega yet didn't treat him like he was lesser, accepted every rematch and every challenge and treated him like an equal. And the third person. Well it wasn't one of their upperclassmen but was someone in his grade, this person was the reason for most of the tenison.
Yahaba Shigeru, a Second year Alpha. Although in Kyoutani’s opinion he didn't act like much of an alpha. His only alpha qualities were his height, scent and his determination and his blunt directness. He had no brain to mouth filter. He called Kyoutani out more than once, on a daily basis. They glared and yelled at each other and it got physical once or twice.
Yahaba was Oikawa’s protege, He trained the younger setter and was teaching him everything. While some people would say that Kyoutani was Iwaizumi’s protege, He was training the younger one in control, and powerful spikes techniques.
Now he could laugh a little and say that history does repeat itself. Because Oikawa and Iwaizumi were already mated, the dark crescent teeth mark was buried into Oikawa’s pale clear skin on his neck, where his scent gland was. Iwaizumi had a matching one. Although Oikawa’s was always on full display, he showed it off. Iwaizumi didn't show it off but rather in his own way, showed Oikawa off. It was not in the sense of dramatic and full of flair, it was subtle, like how he was always close by or had a hand around his shoulder and waist whenever he could, it was in the way he talked about the omega when he wasn't attached to his hip.
And by the time Kyoutani was in his third year he had that too, in a sense.
It all really started when he was subbed into the game against Karasuno. At the time he was pissed, he couldn't tell you why though. Maybe it was cause his heat was just around the corner, maybe it was the hundred of unfamiliar scents and the people that were crowded in one area, maybe it was the asshole of an alpha he met before the game that rubbed in the wrong way, Maybe it was the absolutely dickwad of an alpha that was sitting next to him. Yahaba.
There were a lot of factors that led to his outburst on the court, he wasn't in a sharing mood, he was in the mood to pound a ball into the floor, he didn't care if it wasn’t meant for him. It wasn't until the brunette with light almost sliver hair had yelled at him, which was not unusual. But this time he shoved him to the wall and got in his face, closer than normal, louder than normal, more dominant than he had been before. He was acting like an Alpha and it left Kyoutani stunned.
One part of him was mad that this alpha was yelling at him, that another person was getting into his space and had the nerve to shove him against a wall, quite harshly. Another part of him wanted to see more. Yahaba never acted like the stereotypical alpha, he kept his calm and only lost his temper when it came to kyoutani. Yahaba was mostly passive aggressive and although he was blunt and direct he was just being honest. He wasn't built like Iwaizumi but he did have strength, he chose to do nothing with it. He wasn't like an alpha. Yet he was being assertive and overpowering Kyoutani with his scent, finally using his strength and losing his cool, Alpha’s were prideful and Yahaba was finally acting like one.
Kyoutani wanted to see more of that side of Yahaba. He couldn't tell you why. He blames it on curiosity, and instincts. But once they went home and continued practice a flood gate had opened. Kyoutani and Yahaba’s fights were becoming more and more frequent and more physical. The others were becoming really concerned, and more than once Iwaizumi and Oikawa had interfered. But it was a rush.
Yahaba was gaining a habit of trying to get Kyotani to submit, it has never worked. But it was fun to have him try. When their fighting and his scent fills the omega’s brain, and Yahaba tries to overpower the other as they yell. The alpha is trying to prove dominance by being louder, stronger, having the more prominent scent. But before Kyouatni could show his neck some one pulled them apart.
Submitting was a form of respect and a show of power, back a couple hundred years ago omega’s submitted to alphas to show that the alpha had complete control. They submitted to any alpha. Now it was a little different, omega’s had more and more rights and submitting was now done between couples, to show complete trust. It was done to show that the alpha was strong and could protect, also to show that the alpha had made a claim.
Sure it wasn't just for couples as Kyoutani and Yahaba have showed, Submission was also a sign of control, alphas did it to beta’s and omega’s if they got out of line to show that they were the one in control, it happened a lot in workplaces if things got out of control between two people and alpha (Usually the boss) Would step in and make them both submit, make them go back to what they are doing and more harm done.
In their case the reason Yahaba trying to get Kyoutani to submit was unclear, maybe he wanted Kyoutani to submit to show that Yahaba was the alpha, maybe it was to show that he was a capable alpha. It was really unclear what he was trying to do. And what he would do if he did ever get the omega to submit.
It was made a little more clear one day in the locker rooms. The Alpha and Omega were the only ones left in the locker room after practice and of course yahaba had to open his mouth.
“Ya know today you could have hit more spike in bounds if you took the time to sim a little better, maybe it's your form”
“You serious just dont just the fuck up do you?”
“Maybe I would if you were actually tired in practice.”
“Even then you wouldn't. Always have to have some shit to say”
“I was just saying, it only takes a fraction of a second to change the angle of your swing and then maybe we wouldn't be having this conversation” Yahaba pulled his shirt on and was reaching for his left shoe as he spoke. He either knew he was pissing kyoutani off on purpose and didn't care or was just stupid becasue the omega next to him was fuming.
“Maybe it's not me, maybe it’s your shitty as sets”
“There nothing wrong with my sets”
“So are you saying the problem is me?” Kyotani grabbed the front of yahaba’s shirt and pulled him up to face him. The intensity in his eyes and the shit eating grin on Yahaba’s face was enough to push the omega over the edge. He was over this man's shit. He slammed his back against the locker and the alpha grunt from the force.
“You just don't know when to stop, you dont know when to shut the fuck up, you dont even know how to be an alpha so why should I listen to yo-” but Kyoutani couldn’t exactly finish that sentence. He was grabbed and turned and before he could yelp out at the force he was pushed into the same locker Yahaba was just against, the latter hovering over him. They had switch positions and Kyoutani smirked, he knew he had hit a nerve.
“What you can call everyone else out on their shit but the second I talk about yours you get pissy.”
“I'm the alpha here” the brunette with borderline silver hair all but growled out. He was forcing out his scent, it was tinged with anger. Kyoutani could taste the anger and the wounded ego, his head was filled with the scent and the omega in him was rolling around in it. The omega in him was begging to submit, begging to finally give in. But his head was telling him to push a little more, there was no one who was here to break up the fight.
“What alpha I don’t see one her-” the omega was pulled forward and slammed back to the locker, that was sure to leave a bruise. “Submit Omega”
“Or what, Alpha”
That’s something he’s never said before. He’s never called Yahaba an alpha like that. Not addressing him as that, seriously. Usually it's sarcastic and mocking, this was a challenge.
Yahaba leaned down, his breath fanned Kyoutani’s skin and when he spoke it caused a malfunction in the omega’s brain. His train of thought stopped everything shut down. The tone he spoke in, the growl that caught at his throat the scent that was now so much closer and more present in his lungs.
“I could make you mine.”
It was a clear statement. And it took a second of Kyotani’s brain to come back too. That one sentence was mind boggling. Yahaba just said if Kyoutani does not submit he could make Kyotani his. Which was so far from where he thought this was going. What did he say to that, was he just saying that? Did he actually want to court him or was he just saying that out of instinct?
Currently Yahaba was nosing his neck slowly and he could feel him inhale his scent and exhale. He was frozen, it wasn't like he didnt think about this before. The tenison could easily be seen as sexual tension and honestly Kyoutani had thought that maybe it was. That fights, the submission attempts, the constant staring and glaring. To Kyotani it could have been either out of hatred or because of emotional feelings. He didn't know himself but here he is.
With an alpha who he doesn't know if they hate him or like him, who just said that he could make him theirs. Why was he mildly aroused? This wasn't the time for that.
“Nothing to say now?” yahaba said as he rubbed his cheek into the scent gland. It was a way of scenting, Yahaba was scenting him.
“Are you serious?”
“About you submitting or about making you mine?” Yahaba pulled back to look him in to eyes, his eyes were blown and dilated. His eyes were the same shade as his hair but you couldn't tell right now. They looked pure obsidian black.
“I'm not joking” he answered his own question when he saw Kyotani wasn't going to clarify.
“What would you do if I submitted?”
“Hmmm” He hummed and leaned back into Kyoutani’s neck. This was uncharted land. This had never happened before and he was starting to feel like his head was heavy, felt the instinct to just lean to the side and bare his neck. To submit. He needed to know what would happen so he could give in. The heavy scent of Yahaba was letting up and it was only guiding him to his instincts even more. What had gotten into this guy? Why do this now.
When the omega felt a warm wet feeling glide across his scent gland his body reacted before he could stop it and his hand reached for yahaba’s shirt and pulled him closer and the other hand reached up for his hair.
“I guess either way i'd make you mine,” Yahaba breathes out against the wet patch of skin. Kyotani shivered and he didn't know if it was from the alphas actions or his words. His head was begging to lean to the right and let Yahaba have his way with his neck, His instincts were pulling him to submit and his inner omega would finally stop being so restless being able to finally submit.
It would be so easy to submit. Yahaba was getting impatient and nipped at the soft skin above the gland, asking him to submit. Kyoutani was flushed and without thinking he did. He gave in. He bowed his head to the right and his eyes fell closed, His inner omega preened and he felt the smile from the alpha against his neck.
“Does this mean you're mine?” the alpha growled out. It was too much for Kyoutani to handle, his brain was working on instinct once he gave in. His knees felt weak and threatened to fail him and let him fall to the floor.
The locker room door slammed open with a force and although Kyotani heard it he didn't move. He was floating in the scent of the alpha before him and his brian was fuzzy. He felt Yahaba get pulled from him and he was forced to release his grip from the alpha’s shirt and without the stability of the ther male he collapsed to the floor. His knees gave out. Where was his alpha, he was right there and now his not. His scent was fleeting and it was causing him to feel discomfort. He finally gave in to his instincts and felt so nice so why was his comfort being taken away.
“Kyotani are you ok?!” Someone was yelling...his head was still so fuzzy but he knew that voice, it was an omega..Oikawa maybe..why wasn't Yahaba there.
“Kyotani eyes are still glazed over, where yahaba?” Oikawa was still frantic but he could care less. Where was yahaba? How much time had passed?
There was another presence in front of him he couldn't tell who it was, but they had the alphas scent on them..”where is he..?”
“Look he might be coming too” the new figure in front of him spoke… Iwaizumi, maybe?
“Where did al-alpha go? Breathed out. His body was heavy and although his brain was starting to ungaze he still missed the presence and the scent that was just there.
“Kyotani are you ok?”
“Mmm where is he?”
“He's at home now, it's gonna be alright, we’ll get you home and safe”
He was being lifted and it felt wrong, this wasn't yahaba, why was yahaba home he should have been right there. Where did he go?
Someone was apologizing, it was irritating, he just wanted the alpha that was for some reason not in front of him.
“I'm so sorry, I should have known this was going to happen, I shouldn't have let it get this far, I should have separated you two, I'm so sorry kyoutani.” The rambling was the last thing he remembered.
Kyoutani shot up from his bed, he was sweating and breathing heavy. It was pitch black outside and the alramn next to his bed said it was 1:32 am. The room was at a stand still. He tried to remember why or how he got to his bed, he was in the locker room..with Yahaba..who he submitted too…
Kyoutani groaned. What the hell was he thinking. He slapped hands to his face and dragged them down his face. He remembered it, he remembered the feeling of letting go and the hazy, it felt so intimate. The way yahaba’s breath felt across his skin, the tongue that dragged across his neck, his hand flew to his neck where the alpha was earlier, what he said still rattled in his head.
“I guess either way i'd make you mine”
There was a knock at the door and his mom poked her head through, “how are you feeling?”
“Tired, what happened?”
“Two third years came, said they were from your volleyball team, said an alpha had forced you to submit and carried you home, they were so distraught. I was so worried, are you ok?”
“I.. i don't think i was really forced…It was.. Weird..umm what happened to the alpha?”
“Did you know the alpha, cause we can go to the school and have him-”
“No mom, that's not nessaracy”
“What do you mean not nessaracy, you were basically attacked.. They said they had taken him home and you were pretty out of it.”
“It's not necessary cause I wasn't forced and I instagetted it.”
“Honey..”
“Mother i'm not just saying that I mean it”
“Ok..we can talk about it and we’ll see, it's late.. Do you want me to call the school and tell them you’ll be absent tomorrow?”
“No, im ok, i’m not injured or anything, there no need to”
“If you say so, rest up sweetie” His mother doesn't look convinced and looks at him again before closing the door.
The omega fell back again on his bed. This was going to be a nightmare, Iwaizumi and Oikawa would never get off his back about this, with their worrying, and maybe teasing, and if they told the team...how was he supposed to go back? But he wanted to go back, to play volleyball, to see yahaba. He wanted to know if he was serious, was that supposed to be an offer of courtship? That's not exactly how you're supposed to do it but then again they weren't exactly like everyone else. He didn't sleep much, there was not much to think about.
The next day at practice, yahaba wasn't there, Oikawa mother henned him and Iwaizumi looked concerned. Nobody else knew why, they hadn't told anyone. Kyoutani was thankful for that. It was four days later that Yahaba had shown back up at practice. Looking a little bit of a mess. He looked tired and avoided eye contact with Oikawa and Iwaizumi and acted like Kyoutani was the black plague. It was frustrating, His inner omega was just begging to go see why he was being avoided and ignored, that day there was only one side glares and one side snide comments. Kyoutani was trying to get him to do something and he isn't budging. It wasn't just his inner omega that wanted to see what was wrong.
“Stupid Alpha” he curssed under his breath. It took him by surprise. He's never said that, never unconsciously thought of yahaba as an alpha instead of an asshole, or an alpha wanna be. This was beginning to mess with his head too much. Yahaba was close enough to ear and a small snarl passed his lips. He knew the omega was talking to him. It was in their nature to defend himself, but he walked about.
By lunch Kyoutani was done and over with this. He was over being ignored, no wonder Oikawa threw such a fit whenever Iwaizumi ignored him. This was the worst.
Yahaba was talking with Watari when Kyoutani approached, “Where were you?”
“Normally i'm asking you that question” He didnt look up from his food and Kyoutani ready to pop a blood vessel.
“Answer me”
“Id rather not”
“Guys, lets not do this now” Watari butt in but was ignored all together. Kyoutani was to focused on the Alpha and the Alpha in question was looking anywhere but at the Omgea.
“You can't just pull the shit you did and then leave for 4 days and come back and act like this. So fucking answer me”
Yahaba was quiet for a second and looked at Kyoutani and then Watari, “watari do you mind if we have a second?”
“Uhh” The beta was hesitant. Was it really a smart idea considering the past few weeks..
“It won't get violent I promise, please”
“Fine.. just don't..” the words went one ear and out the other, Kyoutani’s main focus was on the alpha in front of him.
Once the beta was gone Kyoutani looked at the other expectantly. He just sighed.
“I was having my rut.” Like that one phrase explained everything.
“Ok..”
“I'm sorry for the way I behaved, I was pissed and my rut started and instead of leaving I came at you and things got out of hand.” he didn't look at the omega when he spoke and something in him broke, no like control but maybe his heart. That means everything that was said was in the midst of his rut. His inner omega howled at the pain and he felt like crying, but he couldn't do that. Why did this bother him so damn much?
“So it was all..what.. Just your rut talking? None of that was…”
“if I tell you I meant every word I said and that I came at you because I like you it would be the truth, but you don’t like me, and I forced you to submit. It was wrong.”
“You're confusing me, I don't care about any of that, what I want to know is did you mean it?”
“Every word” Yahaba finally looked into Kyoutani's eyes, meeting his gaze with just as intense eyes.
“You want me to be your omega?”
“Yes. But i-”
“Shut up” he fell forward and pulled the alpha to him. Their nose knocked together but it didn't matter when their lips finally met.
It was awkward and it held none of the tension that was on the court or even in the locker room days ago, it was relief and sweet. Yahaba wrapped his arms around the omega waist and leaned in more, when they pulled away kyoutani had to speak first.
“I submitted”
“I know”
“You said-”
“I know what i said, is that what you want?”
It was something kyoutani had thought alot about the past couple days, He doesn't know how it began, if it was when he had gotten a small taste of yahaba had that started something, stirred something from his inner omega who howled in the absence of the alpha, in himself when he wanted nothing but to be able to smell the intoxicating scent and let in fill his lungs, it was all he wanted for the past week, he wanted the alpha to finish what he started. He wanted it, he wanted the alpha and he wanted Yahaba.
“Yes”
“Then you will be mine”
They leaned back into each other and kissed again and Kyoutani was bubbly and delighted, He could breathe in the scent that's been so dearly missed. And when the bell rang there was a promise to talk more later and after they scent quickly so the people knew to back off, back off the both of them, their scent intertwined and though it was faint people still noticed. Kyoutani had a small grin on his face the whole day and thought about what this meant. It was something he wanted and was sudden but he couldn’t careless, this was the feeling of being on cloud nine. It was like when he finally submitted and his mind was hazy but content. But he was more aware now.
After practice they walked home. it was the long waited and much needed talk. Yahaba talked about how he didnt know how to prove to him he was a worthy alpha and although it sounded stupid, to make Kyoutani sumbit was the only way he could think of. They talked about Yahaba going through his rut thinking of how it would have been so much better if his omega was there and was so embarrassed to think that his inner alpha had all but claimed him before they were in a courtship. He was ashamed of what he had done to the omega because he thought he had asked him into a corner and forced him to submit, they talked out how Kyoutani wanted him to prove himself and was egging him on for weeks and when he left the locker room was distressed that he wasn't there anymore and was searching for him.
They opened up to each other slowly and the next couple days and eventually Kyoutani sported a silver metal band on his right middle finger as a proper courting gift.
Practice was still filled with hatred and sinde rude comment but there was no malicious intent behind it. It was just their way of communicating. It was slightly different when they were in the space of their own rooms, cuddling together, scenting, relaxed. They fell together like puzzle pieces and although they didn't quite balance eachother out like yin and yang they kept each other in check, they loved the other despite flaws and had their own way of doing things.
Because Yahaba may not act like an alpha to anyone else he was definitely an alpha to Kyoutani. He was an A-typical alpha that had an A-typical omega.