A/N: YUSH! Another Promptis fic! This is gonna be good! Enjoy~

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story idea, in conjunction with Milaya Milen Zeal. She wrote Noctis's parts, as well as Zidane's, Mikoto's, Kuja's, and Sephiroth's.

Heated Passion

Chapter 1

"Gah!" Prompto gasped as he jolted awake from his heated dream. He shifted his leg slightly, and felt the unwelcome and familiar stickiness in his pajama pants between his legs. "Dammit…not again," he whined, climbing out of his bed. That made it four times this month alone that he'd had yet another wet dream about his best friend. This was the ninth time in three months total that this had happened, though. Sighing and grumbling in frustration, the gunner-in-training changed out of his soiled boxers and pajama pants before throwing the dirty laundry into his hamper.

"Man, why me?" the omega complained. Fortunately, he lived alone, so no one had to know but him. "It's not fair. I don't stand a chance with Noct… Especially since he's more than likely gonna be married to Luna…" The wet dreams about his best friend, Noctis, had started three months ago, back when they started their second semester of senior year in high school.

Now, what made things difficult is that Prompto was a lower class guy in society, whereas Noctis was an alpha and the prince of Insomnia, son of King Regis. The blonde was lucky to even be best friends with the raven. But now to be attracted to him in more ways than one? Life was just cruel and unkind to Prompto. Granted, he had three amazing friends, Noctis being one of them, but he couldn't help but want Noctis to feel the same towards him as he does for the prince. Fat chance that would happen, though. Considering he's more than likely to be betrothed to his close childhood friend, Lady Lunafreya, an oracle, yeah, Noctis wouldn't care to be in a relationship with pathetic little Prompto.

"Ugh, I'd better get some more sleep before I gotta get ready for class…" Prompto mumbled, noticing that it was only 2:30 in the morning. Fortunately, once he went back to sleep, he had no more dreams of any kind.

X*X*X*X*X*X*X

"Chop-chop, Prompto!" Noctis called humorously to Prompto as he ran to join his friends in front of the school.

"There in a jiffy!" the smaller male yelped, finally making it. He panted heavily, trying to catch his breath as he leaned forward on his knees.

"Are you quite all right, Prompto?" Ignis, a beta, inquired in a concerned voice. "You took your suppressant, correct?"

"Yeah, of course!" Prompto nodded once he'd managed to steady his breathing. "I was just running late 'cause I almost slept through my alarm."

"That's not like you," Gladio, the other beta of their group, frowned.

"I know, just couldn't seem to stay asleep last night, that's all," the blonde shrugged, dismissing the subject.

Noctis frowned slightly, clearly concerned. "Are you sure you'll be alright?"

"O-of course!" Prompto insisted, stuttering. He was surprised by Noctis's amount of concern, but he hid it for his own sake.

"Well, let's get to our classes. Can't afford to be late," Ignis pointed out, starting to head inside. The other three followed after the sandy blonde, and Noctis and Prompto headed to their first class, the only one that was just them together. The rest of their classes were with Ignis and Gladio. As the blonde and raven split off from their beta friends, Prompto could just feel the concern from Noctis. It was clear that the prince was worried about him, but the omega couldn't understand just why he was so worried.

They soon reached their first class, history. The pair sat in their usual seats, at the back of the classroom, and Prompto pulled out his notebook, beginning to look through to where they'd left off. Now, while the blonde wasn't a great student, he at least put forth a good effort, which made him happy when the results panned out for him. As the teacher droned on about the history of Lucis and Insomnia, Prompto was almost startled when Noctis passed him a note. Frowning curiously, he opened it.

'Are you really okay?' it read. Sighing, he nodded to his crush, wordlessly assuring him that yes, he was fine, even though deep down, he really wasn't. It was obvious just from a side glance that Noctis didn't buy it at all, but he said/did nothing more about it for the moment. Instead, he turned back to his notes.

Prompto blushed faintly at the look, knowing Noctis knew he was lying, but he wasn't about to dare to tell the truth. Not to anyone, let alone Noctis. After class, before they could head to their next class with Ignis and Gladio, a messenger from the office came up to them and handed Noctis a note.

"It's from King Regis," the messenger said, bowing slightly out of respect for the prince, and then left.

"What does it say?" Prompto asked curiously, cocking his head like a puppy.

Noctis briefly looked over the letter, before he sighed and rolled it up again. "I need to head to the castle after school's done with."

"Oh… I wonder what's up?" the blonde said, genuinely curious.

"Only one way to find out…" Noctis said with a shrug.

"True," Prompto nodded, folding his hands behind his head as they walked. The rest of the day went by uneventfully, and when they were to part ways, Prompto gave Noctis a reassuring smile.

"Hope things are okay with your dad," he told him, and then began to leave. "See you guys tomorrow!" he waved. His friends waved back to him, and he headed out for home. Noctis watched Prompto go quietly, before he turned around and began to head for the castle silently.

Prompto walked home, relieved that Noctis hadn't pressed the issue of why he didn't sleep well. As he trekked along the path, however, he ran into a VERY unwelcoming and familiar face.

"S…Sephiroth!" he yelped.

The much taller teen looked down at Prompto as though the blonde was little more than a bug that he'd just stepped on with his boot. That in itself wasn't new; as an alpha, Sephiroth was one of the students who constantly picked on omegas, but he seemed to pick on Prompto especially much as of late.

"…what? No apology for running into me?" he said in a cold, almost monotone voice.

"U-um…" the omega stuttered, fearful. The silver-haired ass was so cruel, but Prompto couldn't do much on his own. Not without his training gun, anyway. Which, of course, was at home.

Sephiroth's eyes narrowed dangerously as he stepped closer to the boy. "What was that? You'll have to speak up, omega." The last word came out as a dangerous hiss, as though it was meant as an insult. Prompto whimpered as he cowered back, terrified, knowing he was in trouble, but his friends weren't around to save his pathetic ass this time.

However, before Sephiroth could move in on him, there was a sudden pressure on Prompto's shoulders, followed by a quip of "Scuse me!" as a heavy weight followed the pressure—and in the next instant, two feet suddenly struck Sephiroth right to his face and kicked him away. As the taller man stumbled back and actually fell over with a yowl, nursing his face, the person who had just vaulted over Prompto landed right in front of him, back facing him.

Which didn't last long as he turned to the omega, his own blonde ponytail snapping at the air as he did. "You kay there?" he asked.

"Uh… y-yeah," Prompto stammered, shocked that someone would actually stand up against Sephiroth on their own. It usually took Gladio and Noctis stepping in to stop the douche.

"Cool," the shorter blonde said with a big, cheeky grin, his blue eyes sparkling in amusement.

"You little rat…" Which quickly faded as he turned to face Sephiroth, who was climbing to his feet again. "You're going to regret that…"

"Ah!" the omega yelped, cowering. Now he was gonna get it big time… However, his savior seemed far less impressed with the threat.

"Oh yeah?" the shorter blonde said, putting his hands on his hips. "You and wha—" Suddenly he stopped talking and his eyes widened comically in alarm. "Wha-what is THAT?!" he cried out, pointing behind Sephiroth.

"Wha?!" Startled by the shout, the alpha spun around to see what was going on…

Which was when the shorter blonde grabbed Prompto's hand and hissed, "Run for it!" before proceeding to drag him away. The gunner-in-training quickly fled with the stranger, not wanting to find out what Sephiroth would do to them if he caught on to them.

Thankfully by the time Sephiroth knew realized what had happened, the two blondes were already well out of the way. Once they were absolutely sure they were in the clear, the shorter of the two began to laugh amidst his gasps as he flopped sown on the grass. Prompto looked at him oddly as he tried to catch his own breath.

"What the hell was that?" the omega asked, still very confused.

"Did…did you… hahaha… did you see the LOOK on his face? Haha…" the blonde wheezed out through his gasps. "Priceless! Hahaha…! He-he just got…got his butt handed to him by someone half his size! Hahaha!"

Unable to resist, Prompto joined in on the laughter, knowing full well that this alpha was right. Sephiroth really got his ass kicked by a short, goofy, blonde alpha. When the taller blonde's laughter eventually died down, he said, "I'm sorry to ask, but… Who are you, anyway? I've never seen you before."

Once the shorter man had managed to stop laughing, he vaulted up so that he was sitting, though he was still grinning. "Name's Zidane. Zidane Tribal. Nice meetin' ya."

"Nice to meet you, too, Zidane. Mine's Prompto Argentum," the omega smiled at him. "Thanks for helping me back there, by the way. My friends wouldn't have known until tomorrow about the encounter…"

"No prob!" Zidane said with a bright grin, before he sobered. "Hey, you want me to escort you home? Just to be safe, yanno…"

Prompto blinked in surprise. "You mean that? 'Cause I'd really appreciate it," he said.

"Sure I'm sure! Happy to help!" Zidane said with a big grin on his face.

"Thanks a ton, Zidane," the gunner-in-training told him gratefully. "It's hard to find nicer alphas these days, y'know?"

"Yeah, funny how that works…" Zidane grumbled as he hopped to his feet. "Right! Let's mosey then!" Prompto laughed at the shorter male's energy, before taking the lead to his home, this time on a different path so they wouldn't run into Sephiroth again.

"So, Zidane," Prompto said as they walked. "How come I haven't seen you at school at all?"

"Oh! Well…we just moved here," Zidane quipped, but for a split second, there was a flash of… something behind his eyes. "Sooo, we didn't actually go yet. First day tomorrow."

"'We'?" the omega repeated, catching the word.

"Oh yeah, me and my bro and sis," Zidane clarified. "I think you'll like Mikoto… buuut Kuj can be a bit of a hassle. Just so you know."

"Is your brother an alpha, too?" Prompto inquired curiously. He was also slightly worried if 'Kuj' would be another asshole alpha, based off of what Zidane was saying.

"Omega, actually," Zidane quipped.

"Really?" the taller blonde blinked. "Based off of what you said about him being a hassle, I thought he was an alpha… What about Mikoto?"

"Pfft! He doesn't have to be alpha to be annoying," Zidane chuckled. "And Miko's a beta. So we got one of each!" Prompto laughed with him, and after that, they soon reached Prompto's home.

"Thanks again for walking me, Zidane. My friends can't exactly do it all the time because they live at the castle," the omega admitted, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"No pro…wait a moment," Zidane mumbled, looking around the area for a moment, before he looked across the street. And then he laughed. "Really? What are the odds?"

"What is it?" Prompto frowned, looking around.

"One moment; MIKO! OVER HERE!" Zidane suddenly shouted, waving to someone across the street. The sudden shout startled Prompto badly, making him jump as he looked at Zidane like he was crazy.

However, a little while later, a blonde girl lightly jogged over from across the street. She was the same height as Zidane, had the same hair and eyes as him, but her hair was secured in two ponytails on her shoulders, while the rest was resting on her back.

"Zidane, you shouldn't shout like that. You'll worry people," she said calmly but firmly.

"Sorry, sorry!" Zidane laughed, rubbing the back of his head. "Anyway!" he quipped, slinging one arm across the girl's shoulders and tugging her over. "Miko, meet Prompto! Prompt, Mikoto!"

"Nice to meet you, Mikoto," Prompto greeted. She was clearly a beta, through and through. She had the calming disposition of one, and she just emanated a soothing feeling from her, like anyone could tell her anything and it was safe with her.

Mikoto nodded her head calmly in greeting, before she turned to Zidane. "And you had to call me over…why?"

"Well hey! I figured, you could come meet the neighbor 'cross the street, too, right?" Zidane pointed out with a laugh.

"I didn't know you guys moved in across from me…" the omega confessed. "I don't really pay attention to much outside of my group of friends, to be completely honest…"

"Well now you know!" Zidane laughed with a grin. "So…how about we head to school tomorrow together, eh?"

"Sure, and then you can meet my friends," Prompto nodded, smiling slightly. He just hoped Noctis would see Zidane as a helpful friend, not someone trying to steal him from their group. Looking at the setting sun, he sighed. "Well, I'd better get inside before it gets dark. Gotta make my dinner, after all." At this, he laughed lightly. Idly, he wondered if Ignis had a chance to drop by and leave some leftovers for him at least.

"Actually, how about you join us?" Zidane asked suddenly.

"Zidane…"

"What? I can ask a friend to come over, right?"

"On the first day?"

"Why not?"

"I don't want to intrude, if that's a problem…" the taller blonde said.

"It's no problem at all! Right, Miko?"

"…" Mikoto sighed softly, shaking her head. "I suppose not."

"Sweet! Let's go, then!" Prompto chuckled once again at the alpha's energy, and followed the siblings to their home. As they arrived at the house, Mikoto unlocked the door and stepped in quietly. Zidane, on the other hand, nearly bolted in with a grin, disappearing around a corner.

Mikoto sighed and then murmured, "…3…2…1…"

"YO KUJ!"

"GAH! ZIDANE! Don't sneak up on me, you little imp!" Prompto's jaw dropped at the reaction before he started snickering. Absently, he wondered if siblings often did this to each other. After all, he had none to speak of.

"Hey, Kuj! Got someone you need to meet!"

"Zidane, I'm in the middle of—"

"C'mon! Move already!"

The remaining two blondes could hear a sigh following the words, before Zidane came back around the corner, yanking an older man after him. Prompto found himself quite shocked at the difference in appearance between the two.

Compared to Zidane and Mikoto, the man being pulled in was tall. Roughly Sephiroth's height, if not a little shorter, but instead of blonde hair, his hair was a shimmering silvery-white hue, with his eyes a dark purplish-blue. His hair reached down to his waist with ease…with the only exception being the almost feather-shaped locks that came from just by his left temple.

The last notable fact, though, was the fact that he wore red eye shadow and his lips were painted a light blue, with his well-manicured nails being dyed the same hue.

"Hm?" the man hummed as he took in Prompto. "Oh? I assume this is who you wanted me to meet, then?"

"Yep! Kuj, this is Prompto, our neighbor across the street. Prompt, Kuja."

"Hello," Prompto greeted politely. Now he could definitely see how the man was an omega, what with his almost feminine looks and…style? Anyway, he was clearly an omega.

Kuja regarded the boy for a moment…before he chuckled and put one arm around his waist, the other hand resting at his chin. "Charmed, I'm sure," he said with a small smirk.

"So hey, Kuj? I was thinking that Prompt could stay for dinner. That a problem?"

At that, Kuja quirked an eyebrow at the younger male. "Really now, Zidane? You couldn't have asked this any earlier?"

"Nope!"

Kuja didn't respond to that immediately; he merely regarded Zidane dryly for a moment, before he sighed and shrugged. "Fine," he said simply. "I suppose it's a good thing I got us extra, then."

"Thanks for having me," Prompto murmured, thankful for their kindness.

"Well, I may as well get started, then," Kuja said simply as he turned and headed back the way he'd originally come.

Zidane laughed before he turned to Prompto. "C'mon! I'll show you around." And with that, Prompto allowed himself to be dragged around the house until dinner.

X*X(With Noctis, At The Castle)X*X

Evening had already fallen, and as Noctis was lying in bed, he replayed the conversation with his father earlier in his mind.

X*X(Earlier…)X*X

"Come in, Noctis," Regis said upon hearing the knock on the door to his study.

Noctis quietly opened the door and slipped inside. "You wished to see me, Father?"

"Yes. I understand there's been a bit of a…misunderstanding," the king told his son.

"A…misunderstanding?" Noctis repeated. "I'm sorry… I'm not sure I follow…"

"It has come to my attention that you've been led to believe there's a strong possibility that there will be an arranged marriage between you and Lady Lunafreya," the older man informed him. "This is not true. I have not and will not arrange a marriage of any kind against your will, my son. In fact, I'm letting you choose your spouse."

Those words rendered Noctis completely speechless. His father was certainly right; that HAD been his assumption, if only because he and Luna were known to get along very well. Not to mention them both being royals didn't help those speculations any. A betrothal between him and Luna seemed like the only logical conclusion to such a relation.

"I…I can…?" was all he managed to get out.

"Of course," his father chuckled. "I want to see my son happy, regardless of who it is."

"I…I see," Noctis got out, struggling not to sigh openly, though it was obvious the knowledge had lifted a great weight off of his shoulders. He just hoped the relief didn't show on his face, since he didn't want to explain why just yet…

"I see you're relieved," Regis smiled. "I didn't want to put you through that, hence why I wanted to speak with you. If you ever need to talk, my son, please don't hesitate."

"Of course. Thank you, Father," Noctis said kindly, relieved that his father didn't ask.

"Anytime, Noctis. You may go. You probably have some things to think about," the king told him, turning back to his desk. Noctis nodded in thanks, and then left the room.

X*X(Present)X*X

Noctis sighed softly as he rolled over onto his stomach, humming softly as he considered his father's words again. If he was really allowed to choose who he wanted to be married to, he absently wondered if he could finally be honest with himself... and his friends.