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It was a nice day. The sun was up high in the sky, birds cheerfully chirping, some are flying, a clear sky and the sides of the city is very peaceful.
Alfred was walking while talking with some omegas who just gathered around him. Kept on asking what are his likes, hobbies and other things and Alfred just awkwardly answered vaguely. And at the same time, Arthur, a beta school’s council president and somehow the right hand of the school’s director was walking the same hallway as him. As they crossed paths, Alfred caught a sniff and it caught him off guard. He stopped in his tracks and tried to process what just happened. He turned around and stared at the back of Arthur’s. He stood still while Arthur was walking away like he has no care about his surroundings.
“I’ve got the documents. Let’s start the meeting,” Arthur announced as he entered the room, “Oh, good… we can start now so we can go home early,” Francis said as he took out his notebook and his ball pen. Kiku, on the opposite side of where Francis sat down, also readied his own. The meeting took at least an hour. “So someone made a new club? Who’s the president?” Francis asked as he kept on scanning the letter, “The one and only Feliciano Vargas,” Arthur answered and a sigh was heard from Kiku, “I wish he could stop. He already made at least 6 clubs with no members at all,” he sighed again, “Oh, Arthur. Antonio also demands more funds for his uh…. Tomato Gardening Club… what are your opinions?” Francis started as he looked at another request paper. Arthur clenched his copy and shook with anger, “I’m planning to shut that club down as well as Feliciano’s. With no enough members, I guess that’s enough reason. We can’t waste all the funds with useless things. Even this is a private school, we need to be at least logical.” Kiku nodded in agreement while Francis sweat dropped, Antonio will probably get angry about this, “And I have another suggestion. They can merge all those clubs with no enough members as an all-to-do club instead. What do you say?” He asked, “It’s a good alternative,” Francis answered, “Well this settles then… Meeting is over.” Everyone stood up and packed their things.
The first ones to get out were Francis and Kiku and all was left was Arthur who turned to his table and sat down, “Be careful at night Arthur,” said Francis and waved good bye, “I’m a beta, not an omega… I’ll be fine,” he answered back.
He sat down heavily and took some papers that needed to be read and be stamped for approval. He kept working until the guard on patrol finally took his attention and told him to leave. He stood up and took his bag and locked the council room.
“Are you sure you’re a beta?” Arthur jumped at the sudden question that came from the one and only Alfred, “Jones… what are you doing here?” he asked and tried to ignore him, “Hey…” Alfred tried to stop him, “Why do smell like an omega?” Arthur sighed and tried to lie, “Because I’m always with my omega mother?” he groaned, “It’s a lie isn’t it?” Alfred said, not believing, “Are you actually an omega who disguised himself a beta?” Arthur walked away but Alfred kept on bombing him with questions. It didn’t stop until to the entrance, “ARGH!!! Shut up will you. I’m dead tired and mentally exhausted. I want to go home in peace!” he snapped, “Just answer my question and I’ll stop,” Alfred gave a playful grin and Arthur sighed even more.
“Not your business,” he tried to dodge, “Maybe it is now. You intrigued me,” he blocked his path. Arthur frowned, “Okay fine… but not now. Tomorrow, after school, go to the council room, we’ll talk there,” he sighed in defeat, “Cool… Alright and please call me Alfred. No need to be formal.”
The next day came and Alfred was there as promised, “Oh… why is Francis here?” he asked, confusion plastered on his face, “He knows about me and I’m… well it doesn’t matter if he’s there or not. Just treat him like an air,” he suggested which Francis took offense, “That’s mean!”
“I’m… well… really registered as beta… I’m just… not normal,” Alfred blinked, “Not normal?” Arthur nodded, “You see. My parents’ genes as an alpha and omega are very strong. And an alpha’s genes are more dominant than the omega’s and all of my brothers… are all alphas. And for some reason, I was born as a beta… but my genes between beta and omega is… 55/45.” Alfred was listening even more closely now but Arthur had stopped talking, clearly he is not comfortable about his well-being and Francis cut in, “If he’s not careful, he’ll slip a small scent of the omega and if he’s not applying scenting mask, he could really be mistaken as an omega and if he’s so dis—“That’s enough… he already heard enough. Now Jon—“Alfred,” Arthur coughed, “Now Alfred, please leave me alone.”
Arthur left the room and Alfred turned to Francis, “Hey, can you tell me about the rest?” Francis shook his head, “I’m sorry, it’s young master’s wish,” he reasoned, “Young master? Are you his some sort a servant?” he asked, “No… it’s just a pet name but he is really a young master, my family were told to shut our mouths about his circumstances. If we did slip a word without Arthur’s permission, we can get killed and that is not just an empty threat,” Francis explained, “Eh?! What is he? A son of a mafia?” he was shocked now, “Not really but you can call them that… once you mess with the Kirklands, they won’t leave you alone. That depends on how much you offend them. I and Kiku are quite special but we still carry the burden of the threat and rest is for the Kirkland family to tell. Anyway, I’ll get going. I have someone to fetch.”