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He kept absolutely still as the footsteps got louder. No please no. He thought he’d given them what they wanted for the day. His hands itched to cover his bulging stomach. But he was trapped against the altar by those damn heavy shackles.
“This room’s clear!” He heard someone shout.
Clear?
Who?
What?
“Moving on to the next!”
Footsteps closer. Right in front of the door. Breath catches in his throat. An unfamiliar scent wafted in through the crack underneath.
BANG
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Kaito had just come inside from with his telescope when his phone began to ring. He picked it up without actually checking the caller ID.
“Hello?”
“Is this Kaito Momota?” A grave voice asked.
“Uh, yeah. Yeah this is him. Can I help you?” He set the telescope down onto his counter.
“My name is Byakuya Togami and I represent the Future Foundation Support Clinic.” The words stopped him in his tracks, “You are hopefully aware that you gave a scent sample a few years ago in our Hope Restoration program. A recent case has chosen your scent as compatible. As soon as possible we would like to come to clinic and meet with them.”
“Oh...uh yeah okay. I’ll be there in an…” He glanced at the clock out of the corner of his eye, “..in an hour or so.”
“Good. We’ll be expecting you then.”
Then he hung up.
Oh jeez. Well...that had certainly felt rushed. A little suspicious Kaito thought as he quickly showered and threw on some semi decent clothes. But maybe they had a good reason for that. They did say as soon as possible. He’d have to ask Shuichi about any recent criminal activity or something like that later.
The alpha mindlessly drove over to the clinic, butterflies eating away at his stomach. He knew he’d get a briefing about the case once he arrived but there were so many unknowns. So much he didn’t know.
He was met by a light dark haired woman with twin braids in her hair at the entrance.
“Y-you’re Kaito Momota right?” She asked.
“Yeah. And uh, you are?” He awkwardly shrugged his shoulders.
“Touko Fukawa...follow me. And we’ll give you your b-briefing…” She turned away and began walking down a hallway. Nervously he followed her. She led him down some twisting hallways, into a small office. He sat down in a chair, and instantly began to tap his feet. Agonizing moments of waiting followed. He didn’t know what to do with himself.
The door opened and a tall boy with blonde hair and glasses stepped in with a folder tucked under his arm.
“Good, you’re here.” He sighed, pushing his glasses up his face, “I’m Byakuya. We spoke on the phone.”
“Uh, can you tell me about this...this person that’s chosen my scent?” Kaito asked.
“It’s a sensitive case, so you’ll need to sign non disclosure document.”
“Non...disclosure?”
“It means that after signing this you agree to keep everything discussed here private and top secret. It’s still an active investigation.”
“Ah. I, uh, I see.”
Kaito shakily signed the paper placed in front of him. The atmosphere in this room was tense and it set him even more on edge than before. Byakuya sat down in the chair across from him, his hands folded carefully across his lap.
“Have you ever heard of the cult, Ultimate Despair?” He asked.
“Ultimate Despair? No I don’t think so.” The alpha shook his head.
“Recently police raided one of their compounds after an anonymous tip came in that they were holding omega’s captive there.” Byakuya explained, “They found that it was true. An omega was indeed found in their compound. His name is Kokichi Ouma, he appears to be about sixteen years old and is about seven months pregnant with the leader’s cub.”
“Oh…” The words were like a punch to the gut. That poor thing….,”How long was he there?”
“He isn’t able to say.” He shrugged, “No one’s reported him missing but we can assume he’s been there for longer than eight months.”
“So he chose my scent to be his support?”
“If you’re up to it.”
“I’m up to it. I’ll help him.”
“Good. I’ll set up a first meeting for you two within the hour, if his psychiatrist thinks he’s ready.”
It was the longest hour in his life. In the meantime he was given a rather large file on the requirements his house was going to need if he became this omega’s support. He spent the entire time reading and rereading everything. He didn’t want to make a mistake. He needed to help them, despite never laying eyes on them before. Eventually a doctor came in and announced that he was going to lead him to a courtyard, where the omega was going to be waiting for him. His nervousness and anxiety skyrocketed during the short walk. The door was opened, the doctor went in first. Then, he motioned for Kaito to enter.
The courtyard was beautiful. Sun and flowers and benches. Everything gave off a calm and serene feeling. And yet...there was a faint scent of fear and hopelessness in the air. It didn’t take him long to find the source.
A small figure dressed in hospital scrubs, seated on a bench next to a tree. His purple lochs shone in the bright sunlight, his pale skin reflecting the light like a mirror. He was blinding to look at in more ways than one. The omega shakily glanced up at him with deep violet eyes. The type that could stare into your soul and know your deepest thoughts. His thin, tiny hands went to brace his slightly protruding belly.
“Kokichi...this is Kaito Momota.” The doctor knelt in front of him, noticablly keeping his distance, “He’s-”
“The scent I chose..” Kokichi nodded. His voice was quiet and strained, like he’d been screaming for too long or hadn’t talked in a while. Kaito took a step towards him, swallowing hard.
“H-hi Kokichi….”
The omega stared at him with a blank face. After a tense moment of silence he giggled softly and the tips of his lips twitched into a sort of smile.
“You’re just as cute as I imagined you…”
Well….that was unexpected.
Something told Kaito that Kokichi Ouma was going to be a very interesting person to be around.