[A/N] This is the revised version. I decided that this fic needed some improvement. Hope you enjoy! Don t worry about updates. I'll update once every week unless something comes up, most likely on Sunday. Hopefully i finish this before summer ends else I'll have to postpone till next break

Characters:

America Alfred

Canada Matthew

Prussia Gilbert

Italy Feliciano [Feli]

Germany Ludwig/ Nate [Luddy]

Russia Ivan

England Arthur

France Francis

[Edit;4/25/17] So I've stated that I'll censor all cuss words and I'll remove graphic scenes. If you want to read it full here:

archive of our own works/10634781/chapters/23527347 I'm not sure if links are allowed to be given but yeah here you go. Just delete the spaces

Also nothing here is too graphic so nothing was removed except I censored all the cuss words

so here's a short explanation on the dialogues. Tip, just think De*dpool
'Italic' - this is the omega side or AKA my sick humour.
'normal' - this is just the regular thoughts
'Bold'- This is the subconscious

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Chapter 1: Sadness behind a smile

I am Alfred F. Jones. I'm a regular guy with a regular life- except I'm not. Normality is impossible for me. Why? Well how can you be normal when as the first born of the family you're supposed to be an Alpha yet... I'm not. Life had to f*ck me hard straight in the ass and decide that life had to be miserable for me the moment of my birth by letting me present as an Omega.

A Male Omega, hilarious isn't it? They're so rare.

Believe me, I was shocked myself. A guy with my build and personality is no omega but nope! Life had other plans.

Being an Omega sucks but being an Omega like "me" sucks even more. For one, I have the physique of a giant. I'm the kind of guy who is really tall and, not lean, but muscular like "buff". Secondly my attitude is no where near "meek, gentle, cute, and fragile". Me being like this just makes shit worse because, guess what, each time someone sees me they ask me if I'm an Alpha and life be damned! The embarrassment of saying I'm not hurts my pride but the pain of seeing their reactions hurt more.

I'm a failure of an omega, I'm a failure of a son, and I'm a failure of a person.

My god, whoever my mate/lover is will probably be so disappointed.

So I made it a fact not to date anyone.

My parents still love me but I can see the look of embarrassment on their faces each time they present me to their friends. I think my parents, being as religious as they are, had trouble accepting that their son is gonna be a f*ggot someday.

Going to church and reading the bible feels the same as reading a list about everything wrong with me. I merely living is already a mortal sin. Being male, and all that Male for Female only sh*t.

After giving birth to me, my mother fell really ill and after giving birth to Matthew, she died.

My family does not have a single Alpha. Both Matt and I are Omegas and my father is a beta which just makes the situation worse. As stated by law, every family housing Omega must have an Alpha guide. So far we're not yet arrested since Dad is a high standing official.

Too bad he's not home, and by "not home" I mean he doesn't live with us.

I coped with all this shit the past years. Now I'm 17 turning 18, in other words I'll be considered "Mature Omega" by the government. Another meaning for this is that, for a lack of better term, "f*cking heat is coming to hit ya like a drunk driver road raging".

I sigh in depression, lying down on my bed.

"Can my life get any worse than this?!" I screamed through my pillow, deciding to never rise again only to have my alarm clock start ringing. I groan in frustration.

I stood up from bed and prepared myself for school.

"Morning, Alfred!" Matt cheerfully greeted me as I exited my room. I just blankly stared at him and waved my hand lamely in response.

Matt is your typical Omega, unlike me, he wasn't a defect - oh wait, being a male omega is already a defect, but on the plus side, he's cute with those big indigo eyes and soft wavy light blonde hair. Hell, at first you'd think he's a girl with the way he's carrying that fucking bear around. Underneath all that though he's as tall as me and has the same face as me, we're like twins, so it always leaves me wondering why. Why does he not feel what I feel? Doesn't he feel the dejection? He always seems to be happy and everybody questioned his secondary gender.

He smiled back at me and went downstairs to eat. I meekly followed behind.

After eating I went back to my room to get the suppressants. It's not heat suppressants, they're scent suppressants. I don't want people thinking I'm an omega in my new school. Yes, I'm moving to a new school and this time I'm gonna try to not make my life suck.

'This time I'm gonna be happy.'

I tried to smile positively at myself in the mirror.

'It's not working assh*le, you're just waiting for the mirror to break aren't you? Waiting for 7 years of bad luck? Don't worry you already have it! But more!'

Yep, definitely happy.

I arrived at school pretty late. Gotta put up a bad boy image, shouldn't I?

'Bad boy image? All I see is some p*ssy dipsh*t wearing a fucking blanket to cover it's self. And let's be real you were late cuz you had to sh*t yourself in the bathroom first worrying over your so called "reputation" '

This is one of the reasons I was transferred: Because of "rude behavior and disrespect" towards the Alphas, which include my teachers.

But instead of getting in scott- free, I met up with a cute blond Omega with bushy brows waiting for me at the entrance of the school. Wow another Male Omega.

'Don't feel so happy yet, Dipshi*. Think you can find f*ck buddies to help ya? Look at him! He ain't a defect like you!'

"Alfred F. Jones?" he questioned me, glaring daggers.

"Uh yeah?" If it was possible to look cuter then it would look like his face right now.

"Well what are you waiting for, you git! Get inside I've been waiting for hours and you're late for class!"

"Well now is that how ya talk to the new student? Aren't British supposed to be gentlemen?" Seeing his reaction, I smugly smile.

"Ugh! This is what I hate about you Alphas! Always being so cocky around omegas."

'An Alpha huh? This is new maybe I should keep this up.'

'or maybe you should omega the f*ck up and be honest for a change'

I hum in response.

"Well if you, omegas, weren't giving such cute reactions we, Alphas, wouldn't do this." My smile widened when he blushed even more.

"Ugh whatever, you wanker, just get inside."

I complied and silently trailed behind him. I wasn't really listening to his so called "tour". I just really enjoyed looking at his face.

My eyes looked downcast at the thought. This is another one of my defects as an omega: I lust for other omegas for I don't know what reason, I just do. Even my instincts know that I should be an Alpha. But sometimes, somewhere deep inside my stubborn heart, I would yearn for the feeling of being dominated.

He stopped walking and looked at me.

"Is something the matter, Mr. Jones?"

"Alfred is fine. Anyways I'm just bored with all your blabbering can I get to class now?" He looked at me cutely again, in my point of view, I guess.

"Shut up! Here's your classroom number and class schedule! Good luck finding the classroom on your own." He threw a piece of paper at me.

'Wow such a feisty thing.'

I went looking for my classroom, though finding it was hard.

I was contemplating on what impression I should do whilst walking. A hidden more primal part of me wants to look down, blush shyly and bare my neck since that's what I really want to do...but I can't. When I do it, I look ugly. I look uncute, and well, just plain disgusting

Flashback

First day of Middle School

"Um...Hi ! I'm Alfred…F Jones... P-please to meet you all! " I stuttered out .

E yes were glued to the floor while I played with my fingers. My body shifting from side to side anxiously.

Omegas are naturally cute right? I hope this is a good way to start. Everybody likes a cute blushing omega!

I felt really giddy.

Though the news of me being omega kinda suck, it also kinda means that I'll be pretty and cute right?

I know I'm gay. Even though my parents don't know it, I already have my suspicions.

Wow I'm so nervous. How about if I attract one of the strongest Alpha!?

I blushed more at the thought . I'm so young yet I already have hopes to have an admirer .

I mentally squealed in excitement.

When I did look up, I wished I didn't since everyone in class w as giving me that confused look , their heads tilted in wonder.

'They don't know, they don't get it'. I chanted in horro r, realization dawning on my face.

'They don't know I'm an Omega.'

"HAHAHAHAH! Good one Bro!" said one Alpha and all the other Alphas laughed while the Omegas were greatly offended and the Betas just laughed along.

"Ah?" They slowly stopped laughing when my scent started to fill the tiny classroom .

The scent of an omega in distress.

"Eh? What !? You're a ctually Omega?! Wow you're tall as f*ck man! Taller than me!" One guy pointed out.

" Woah there, holy f*ck! You're an Omega?! Damn ! You must be the uglies- ugh! "An albino Alpha almost said before the brunette omega at his side elbowed him o n the stomach .

But I knew what he was about to say.

Tears started to swell around my eyes and I fought to hold them back .

Wow I must be such an idiot .

To think I actually hoped . What was I thinking?

"Ahem! Class quiet down! Alfred sit at the back next to Gilbert." She instructed while pointing at the albino boy that called me ugly

'Ugly.'

I thought he was actually right as I remembered how long I stared at my closet .

How long I tried to fix my hair and pick out my clothes .

One outfit after another.

Brushing here, brushing there. My scalp started to hurt.

Only for it all to go to waste as I look at the mirror.

'I'm ugly.'

Flashback end

By the time I snapped out of my daze, I was outside the classroom, my fingers trembling in fear.

'Stop it, Al. Relax!'

I breathed in and opened the door.

The teacher stopped and looked at me, eyeing me intensely.

"Aah~ Mr. Jones finally decided to present himself." The teacher paused, clearing her throat. "Class this will be our new student, Mr. Alfred F Jones. I want all of you to give him a warm welcome."

I flashed my ever bright smile, canines and all.

"Hey guys! As you've all heard I'm Alfred just Alfred not Mr. Jones! I'm not my father. OK so nice to meet you all and please! Don't mind being comfy with me I really don't mind some close contact~!" I spoke with a boom. Loud and proud baby. I also gave a bit of a wink at the Omegas.

Some of the Alpha's raised their head, acknowledging me as a threat, as I flirted with the betas and omegas in the classroom.

'They think I'm a threat!' I cheered.

'Uh..No, no your definitely not a threat. A small punt to the side probably, but threat? Nu-uh.'

The omegas just blushed intensely, the others looking away while the others just simply laughed it off.

"OK then, Mr. Jones, take your seat." I took my seat at the middle. Not too near not too far. Not very dominating and not too submissive, just simply normal.

I was unlucky to be seated next to an Alpha and not an omega or at least even a beta.

'Don't lie to yourself. You know you want one'

'Great, he might notice something off with my scent.'

"Hey." He smirked at me and held out his hand.

I'm shocked that he talked to me first.

"..Uh hi man…" I was utterly confused but I took his hand and shook it.

He gripped my hand tightly and suddenly leaned down, his breath warm against my ear.

"I know what you are, omega." My eyes widened and I looked at him mouthing 'how', completely and utterly stupefied. I was speechless.

"Remember me as Gilbert?" All color drained from my face as that name left his lips.

He's the guy from middle school! Specifically, the one who caused my life to be miserable.

"But I thought you were back in Germany!" I protested, trying to find any reason to prove him wrong, that all of this was just an elaborate prank.

"Heh well looks like I'm back! You haven't changed at all, ugly fatso…" He trailed off examining my body up and down, his eyes giving a glint of something I've never seen before.

I blinked not knowing, whether to make a run and change school or stay put.

'Stay put , b*tch. I see free d*ck'

I decided to just stiffly look at the front and try to listen when a strong stench reached my nose.

I can smell it... The smell of arousal from him.

Suddenly everything became so hot. I paled and my hands sweated. I swallowed dryly.

Though this made me happy that someone is aroused by me, the thought of it being him scares me enough for me not to be aroused.

"Well now what's this!? Your days away from your heat!" He chuckled lowly.

'He can smell me!?'

'Of course he can smell you, you dumb sh*t! Hello~? Pheromones?'

"This is gonna be one hell of an awesome school year! Ain't that right, Omega?" Pronouncing Omega in such a sensual and husky way, dropping his voice one octave lower, that it sent shivers of an unknown spark right through my entire body.

Gritting my teeth as a moan of pleasure to threatens to escape.

I can feel his hand slowly hover over my shoulder, tracing lightly along before clasping it softly.

He touched my shoulder in such a gentle manner it's frightening but what's more frightening is this feeling in me.

This deep and primal feeling... Somewhere in me, somewhere deep in me...

I can feel it. My omega side...

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Yearning for an Alpha

[A/N]: See you next week! Hope you enjoy the revised ver. Also the please vote again on which pairing I should do. Last time you guys chose USUK. I'm giving it another chance, let's see if USUK wins again