Beautiful Now

Ch 1: From O to O

DISCLAIMER:I DON'T OWN HETALIA UNFORTUNATELY ?

Target spotted.

Alfred peeked slyly at the omega from a bench across the fountain. His heart thumped in his chest as he pushed the prescription sunglasses up his nose so that they were firmly on his face shielding his eyes. He took a deep breath as his spine tingled at the thought of flirting with the other omega. No doubt he was cute too. Wearing a green sweater vest over a pink dress shirt with khakis and wow the dude had grandpa shoes and old man socks like where does this guy shop seriously. But anyway his bright green eyes, unruly blonde hair, and wooo look at them suckers the dude's got chubakka eyebrows. All in all he was a cute omega despite his need for help in the shoe and sock department and the weed wacker needed to cut through those brows. Alfred pulled the collar of his shirt up to cover his glands and make it harder to get caught once he got the courage to go up to the blonde omega.

Of course Alfred had made sure to swallow half a bottle of scent suppressants and douse himself in an alpha artificial scent called 'Seductive'(cheesy name but hey it had helped him with the omegas so far so he wasn't complaining) before dodging his brother on his way out of the house and taking a bus to the other side of town to take part in his secret pleasure. Now Alfred had a preference that you don't see in most omegas. Some like the robust musk of an alpha scent or the gentle undertoned air of a beta scent but Alfred liked neither. Sometime after his first heat he'd realized that the scent that really sent a tingle down his spine was that of other omegas. Sometimes sweet like baked goods other times refreshing like the scent of a flower yet always just so appealing. He'd started doing this not too long ago going to the park and having some harmless chit chat with a random omega who was none the wiser that they were talking to one of their fellows. Throw in a bit of flirtation every now and then, complement them on their scent, watch them blush and stutter cutely before saying goodbye and running home.

It had been his ritual every Saturday for the past few months and was honestly the highlight of his week. Of course he'd tried underhandedly hitting on omegas without hiding his scent but after doing it for three days he realized the other omega either thought he was being nice to become their friend or was being nice as one omega to another usually are. In the end it had gotten him no where but frustrated when one time he'd bluntly told an omega,

"You're sexy."

And she'd replied with,

"Oh thank you I just got this dress yesterday and was hoping someone would notice seeing as my alpha certainly didn't. They're so clueless sometimes, ya know?"

And then Janine proceeded to tell him all about her alpha Dan.

Not exactly where Alfred had hoped the conversation would go.

So here he was across the fountain staring at the blonde omega with his chubakka brows furrowed in concentration as he read a book bigger than the last issue of Harry Potter on a park bench made of stone. The park was quiet as only a few people walked around and even less bothered to take a seat on one of the empty gray benches sprinkled around the small park. It was go time.

Alfred slowly got up and made his way slowly around the fountain trying to look as natural as possible before sneakily approaching the omega's bench who refused to look up from the book he was reading and stopped in front of him waiting for him to look up. Alfred took an overly confident stance he'd seen typical to most alphas and shoved both hands in his pockets hoping that what felt like an unnatural grimace to him looked like a cocky half smile half smirk to the omega on the bench. The omega looked up soon after looking him up and down before staring up at him with one eyebrow raised to inquire why he was interrupting his reading time.

"Sup. Is that spot taken?"

There was just enough arrogance in his voice to suggest that the question was expected to receive a 'no' and that he was asking more out of common courtesy than anything else. The omega looked around scanning all the empty park benches before looking up at him suspiciously.

"Was there something wrong with the bench you were sitting on before?"

Damn. He hadn't expected that. How was he even supposed to respond to that? Think of something smooth.

"Yeah. You weren't on it with me."

Yes. Both self centered and cordial enough for him to come off as a cool blooded alpha. Now if he'd only say-

"Well how about we keep it that way."

Not that. Alfred's heart rate speed up and he hastily willed himself to calm down as his mind raced. He had to save this conversation.

"And why's that ,cutie?"

A scowl quickly appeared on the omega's face.

"Just who do you think you are?!"

The few people quickly looked at the small commotion happening near the fountain and Alfred gulped at the attention. Realizing that he had one last chance to save the conversation he decided to go with Plan B. Taking a deep breath and decided that maybe pushing on with overflowing arrogance and ignorance could salvage what little interaction they'd had. He sent a blindingly white toothed smile at him before responding with,

"Alfred F. Jones. Nice to make your acquaintance."

The omega went from 0 to 9000 in about .3 milliseconds. He slammed his book shut the sound ringing throughout the silent park. He strode up getting right in Alfred's face red with anger.

"You're exactly the type of alpha I despise."

He whispered the phrase venom lacing every word. The omega turned and walked away in a huffy way as though every word Alfred had said personally grated against his nerves until he just couldn't take it. The few alphas there laughed at his failure while the omegas wondered what a charming looking alpha like him could've possibly done to turn off an omega with just a few sentences.

Needless to say Alfred rode the bus home disappointed at his endeavors to flirt. Arriving at home he quickly scrubbed every bit of 'Seductive' from his body and ignored his beta brother's questions as to why he'd used his suppressants today. He lay belly down on his bed with his chin resting on his folded arms as determined eyes stared into space.

Next Mission:

Get blonde park omega to allow Alfred to sit next to him.

Alfred couldn't wait for next Saturday.

A/N: Just an idea I've had in my head about double omega relationships and how they'd happen and what would happen in them. Gonna have a lot of Alfred being nervous and alpha hating Arthur. Might have some angst later on. Constructive criticism is welcome.