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Okarun was lying awake in bed when he started to think about it. Since meeting Momo Ayase, his life has been going at a crazy pace with twists and turns. He never would've thought their meeting would introduce them to a life of Yokai and Aliens. He thought about how much he's changed since going into Turbo Granny's tunnel; getting cursed and losing his wiener had sucked, but thankfully, they'd managed to get it back. Except now, he still has the power of the curse, and his nuts are missing.
He rubbed his eyes and groaned. With everything going on, he felt stressed and wired, but he knew deep down that he was thankful Momo had come into his classroom that day to stop the bullies from tormenting him. Thinking about Momo made him blush and roll over in his bed. He knew his new female friend was an Alpha; if her scent alone wasn't anything to go by, her strong and bold demeanor sent shivers down anyone's spine. She smelled strongly of cherry blossoms and a note of pine; the earthy smell was so enticing yet overwhelming.
Okarun himself has yet to present, which was considered late for his age. His parents were Betas, so it was safe to assume the same would go for him. He somewhat knew it was fitting for him to be a Beta, with how quiet and unconfrontational he was. He distantly wondered if Momo liked Betas; she seemed so strong-willed and so confident that he couldn't quite picture her with an Alpha, not that he could ever dream of presenting as one. He felt his face flush with thoughts of Momo flooding his mind. He'd only known her for a few weeks now, but she had already consumed his thoughts daily, and he didn't want to overthink what that meant.
Okarun sighed before forcing himself to shut his eyes and go to sleep.
The next morning came, and Okarun woke up feeling like a furnace. Did he have a fever? He was practically sweating through his pajamas despite the fact his room was on the colder side. He stood up with a bit of a dizzy spell before forcing himself to turn the shower on cold, stripping himself of his sweat-soaked clothes, and getting under the harsh cold spray of the shower water. It felt good on his skin for a few minutes before he felt himself start to shiver; he turned off the shower and stepped out to get ready in front of the mirror.
Looking up into the mirror caught him off guard. His face was flushed red down to his chest, and both sides of his neck looked irritated and almost raw, as if he'd been scratching at it. He debated whether to skip school altogether until his phone beeped from his desk.
Miss Ayase: Heading to school now! Meet you at the gate! :)
He felt himself flush harder before quickly throwing on his school uniform, brushing the wrinkles out, grabbing his school bag, and walking out of his room, shutting the door behind him.
By the time he got to school, he saw Momo waiting for him at the school gate, just as she had promised.
"Hey Okarun! What took you so long?" Momo chirped, bumping her shoulder into him.
Okarun anxiously adjusted his glasses. " I'm Sorry, getting ready took longer than usual," he muttered half-heartedly.
"Hmmm, okay. Just know it's not nice to keep a lady waiting," She teased as she walked into the school building.
Okarun followed after her, absently scratching at his neck.
As the two started walking down the school hallway, Momo looked around, sniffing the air while her eyes glanced around the hallway.
"Is something wrong, Miss Ayase?" Okarun asked, confused about why she suddenly was sniffing around so intensely.
Momo hummed before shrugging. "Thought I smelled an omega, like a really strong omega scent," she supplied. It was awkward that she couldn't find the source of what she thought she smelled.
Okarun nodded. It makes sense if that's what caught her attention; she is an alpha, after all. He tried sniffing the air himself, but all he caught was Momo's thick cherry blossom scent, which smelt even more amazing than usual.
Momo sighed, "Maybe I imagined it. There are only about ten omegas who go to this school anyway. It'd be weird if I did smell one," she said as they continued walking down the hall.
Okarun was so absorbed in Momo's scent that he wasn't even listening to what she was saying, distantly hearing her talk about something she bought at the mall the other day. But all he could think about was that sweet smell of cherry blossoms that made his mouth water.
Without realizing it, Okarun had gotten so close that his nose bumped Momo's scent, causing her to squeak and jump in alarm.
"What was that for!?!" Momo shouted as she put a hand to her scent gland, her face flushed.
Okarun jumped back like he'd been burned. "Ah! I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me. You just smell so good. I didn't even realize how close I was leaning in..." he rambled out, feeling his whole body grow hotter, probably from embarrassment, he awkwardly thought.
Momo looked him up and down, seeming unimpressed. "Are you feeling okay? Your face is super flushed; I can feel the heat radiating off of you," she replied.
Okarun waved her off, "I'm fine! It's just kinda warm in here. I'm sorry again! I'll see you during lunch!" He quickly choked out before turning and walking into his classroom.
Momo watched him leave skeptically before walking off towards her own class.
Okarun sat his stuff down at his desk before smacking his head on the desk in frustration. Why was he being so weird today? Why was it so hot? Why did Momo smell so good just now? A million thoughts were racing in his head before the bell rang, snapping him out of it. He watched as the rest of the class filtered in, and the teacher started writing their assignment on the board. This was going to be a long day.
As the class dispersed for their study break, Okarun heaved a sigh of relief. The entire lecture had been torture; his body felt itchy and hot, and it only got worse as time went on. His stomach was starting to cramp painfully, making him wince every so often.
Just as Okarun stood up to go to the bathroom, one of the guys who usually bullies him bumped him in the shoulder, knocking his back into his desk.
"What's going on with you, huh? About to go into heat?" The guy leered at him, his friends behind him laughing as they watched.
"Huh?" Okarun replied dumbly. His brain felt like fog but he was confused at what the bullies were getting at. "What do you mean?" He asked.
The bully snickered, looking at his friends before looking back to Okarun. "I mean that you're here with your pupils blown wide, drenched in sweat, and smell like you're begging someone to fuck ya," He mocked, laughing when Okaruns expression went from confused to downright concerned.
"I'm not in heat..." Okarun replied quietly, his mind racing to process what the guy just told him. Is this why he's felt so off today? Why Momo smelled so good?
"You sure you're not in heat?" The bully laughed, getting closer to the point he was boxing Okarun in against his desk. The bully pulled his shirt collar back, practically shoving his scent gland into Okarun's nose.
Unable to avoid breathing, Okarun breathed in through his nose. The guy's scent was strong and sweet, like musk. It couldn't compare to Momo's scent by far, but just inhaling it made him let out an involuntary whimper. It smelled like alpha. He then felt something warm and wet gushing down his legs.
"Holy shit! Bitch is so horny he's drenched in slick from just smelling you!" The bully's friend shouted.
Okarun felt his face pale as mortification set in. He was cornered by alphas in his empty classroom with no teacher present. He was in heat and could hardly think clearly for much longer, meaning he was an omega.
He. Is. An. Omega
The guy in front of him grabbed him by the shirt roughly and pulled him towards his face. "Does the little omega need an alpha to take care of him?" he cooed condescendingly. He wrapped his hand around his belt as he leaned closer. "I can give you what you want, " he said darkly.
Okarun felt tears prick his eyes at the bully's implications. He wanted to run out of there and hide. He wanted to curl up and disappear. He wanted Momo and her sweet scent to be here for him.
"Grab his legs," the bully barked at his friends. The others moved to pin Okarun down against the floor roughly, practically smacking his face into the ground as they did so.
There was a click as the bully undid his belt, "Damn, I'm gonna enjoy this," he sneered.
As if Okarun's silent prayers were heard, the door slid open just then, and Momo walked into the room.
"Okarun! Are you ready for Lu-" Her voice cut off as her eyes set on the scene before her: Okarun was pinned to the ground in tears, his body flushed and smelling very clear of heat. The four high school boys stood above him, one with his belt buckle undone.
A vicious growl tore its way out of Momo's throat before she kicked the main guy halfway across the room, using her psychic hands to throw the other ones off of Okarun and against the wall, knocking them out.
Momo stepped towards the bully, stepping on his hand, causing him to cry out in pain. "If I EVER see you come near him again...I'm cutting your dick off," she spat.
Momo turned around and ran over to Okarun, trying to ignore the overwhelming smell of an omega in heat.
"Okarun! Are you okay?!? Why didn't you tell me you were going into heat?" She rambled anxiously, holding him up by his shoulders.
Okarun took one whiff of Momo's comforting cherry blossom scent, as if that alone was all he needed to feel safe in the world. He promptly passed out.