A/N: ZareEraz here! And that was like the quickest update ever. So here's the second part! Enjoy! And don't forget to review! :3

Part Two: Chasing Tail

Watanuki was having a crap day. And it was only going to get crappier.

First, she'd had to stay over at the shop after a hard day's work catering to Yuko's every need, paying off her debt to the witch for her wish that seemed further and further away every passing day. Then, she'd been woken up by Mokona when the black fur ball nearly suffocated her by jumping on her face in the early hours of the morning, starting off the girl's day with several minutes of gasping and panting and then a loud, violent chase around the house as she tried to strangle whatever neck the creature had, waking up a hung over Yuko who nearly tore the seer's head off for waking her up. Then, when everyone had calmed down, Watanuki had to slave away in the kitchen…again…and serve breakfast to her boss. Now that would've been fine…had Yuko not asked for sevenths and eighths (which the girl had to go back and cook – she had been prepared up to sixths) and the extra time cooking made the girl late to school, where she now sat grumbling in her seat as her teacher yammered on and on about literature she had no interest in.

That Yuko! She always makes thing sooooo difficult for me! It's bad enough that I have to put up with her during normal work hours, but that every once in a while breakfast request is getting more and more frequent and it just makes my mornings that much harder! Why do I put up with this?! Watanuki glared at the board, not reading or taking notes on anything her teacher was saying and just let her complain under her breath for her. And then she thought about what Yuko had told her before she'd left for school, trying to figure out if the witch had just been messing with her for dissing her underwear of if she had been serious.

Watanuki had been standing in the genkan, putting on her shoes before she ran out of the door when Yuko had slunk out of the hallway, still holding her eighth plate of pancakes.

"What is it this time, Yuko?" The girl asked tapping her shoes onto her feet and shouldering her book bag. "I don't have any more time to make pancakes for you, I'm already late as it is." She sighed.

"Watanuki," Yuko started, her voice serious instead of teasing like it had been a few minutes ago. The girl turned and looked at her boss waiting for her to finish what she was saying. "I don't think you should go to school today." Well, that was anti-climatic. I thought it was going to be something serious.

"I need to get going, Yuko. Stop it with your jokes." And with that the girl ignored the witch and nearly ran out the door because she was already late as it was. And she was late to school so that ticked her off even more.

The seer was really irritated for some reason today – well, more that a usual breakfast order/Yuko filled morning would make her – and the seer just flopped down on her desk with her arms cradling her head and forewent taking notes or paying attention at all today. She'd just ask Wari for notes later, and that would give her an excuse to go over to his house to give them back or go out with him to make copies at the convenience store, like a mini-date. Wari was always so nice to her, and it was also nice that he was a Beta, that way, Watanuki didn't have to worry about hiding any part of herself because the Alpha/Omega thing never came up in their conversations, because Wari thought she was a Beta too. They were just normal together…well as normal as a girl who could see spirits and a boy who was walking bad luck could be. It sucked to have to lie to Wari about her orientation, but Watanuki had been doing it for so long that it felt like second nature. What Wari (or anyone else for that matter) didn't know wouldn't hurt him, so she left it at that.

However, when Watanuki lifted her head up to look at Wari, she noticed that he wasn't in his seat, so he wasn't taking notes that she could borrow later, which meant she couldn't see him extra and she couldn't get notes from him! Watanuki groaned quietly to herself and let her head flopped back into her arms. Of all the days to be absent, it had to be the day I have no motivation to take notes. Great...now I'm going to have to find somebody else to borrow them from. Watanuki spent the rest of class mourning the loss of her time with Wari and feeling sorry for herself, as her unsettling mood continued throwing off her day. She just couldn't seem to figure out what was wrong. She'd gone from completely pissed off at Yuko's shop, to lethargic in class, and now she was depressed. Mood swings were things she dealt with all the time because of her personality, but usually they just came and went in short bursts, nothing that lasted several class periods like this mood was. Something was off, but the girl didn't care much right at that moment to figure out what it was, her head was too spinny now to concentrate on anything.

Two class periods of doing nothing later (and thankfully not getting called on), it was time for Watanuki's class to head off to gym class, but the girl stayed slumped in her seat, still depressed over the fact that Wari was gone today, that is…until Doumeki walked up to her. The boy had been glancing over occasionally during class, noting that Watanuki was not her usual student-self, taking notes and answering questions, but instead was talking the slacker route today. Doumeki saw when she looked at Wari's desk and noted the instant change from pissed off at something (hopefully not him) to complete depression in two seconds flat and reasoned that Watanuki wanted to get notes off the boy while she was in her weird funk. Doumeki knew that Watanuki's moods changed rapidly (especially when she was yelling at him) but he could tell that something was off, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what. Instead, he just took copious notes that Watanuki could copy later when she was feeling more herself…and she could make him a special lunch to pay him back.

And that's why he walked up to Watanuki's desk when it was time to go to gym class: one, to give her his notes and two, to actually get her to go to gym class because it looked like she wasn't going to move.

"Oi," The archer said, standing next to the girl, leaning over to get into her face. The smell of Watanuki's body spray still lingered on her skin from the morning's spritz (vanilla and jasmine) and the boy just took a moment to breath it in peacefully before he woke the dragon, because she hadn't responded yet. "Oi." He poked her face.

"My name's not 'oi,' bastard!" The reaction Watanuki snapped out was more vicious than normal, her eyes flaring angrily as she growled harshly, so much so that Doumeki took a step back, preparing to dodge any fists that might fly at him. The girl glared at her classmate, begrudging companion, loyal friend and annoyance with such venom that she even surprised herself and instantly snapped out of it. "Sorry, Doumeki." She grumbled, standing up and noticing that they were the only ones left in the classroom. Watanuki's vision swayed across her eyeballs, blurring all the desks and chairs into a continuous string of wood and metal as she stumbled back and hit her own desk. Her hands caught her body against her desktop, but another set of hands was at her shoulders, steadying her. The girl looked up and saw Doumeki's face a few inches from hers and jumped.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking down at her with something in his eyes that could be concern.

"I'm fine!" She snapped. She didn't like the position they were in – he was too close, she didn't have a clean shot at the door and his Alpha hands were on her. No matter how much she'd come to trust Doumeki in the past months they'd been running errands for Yuko, the fact that he was an Alpha bristled up her spine and she slapped his hands away from her as fast as lightning and pushed him away. "Get off me."

"Are you sure?" He asked, watched the girl shove past him and letting it happen.

"Yes!" Watanuki growled, feeling a sweat start breaking out across her skin. Whatever she'd been on that morning was now making her feel extremely hot now and she just wanted to get out of her stifling uniform and into her gym clothes where she could sweat in peace and not get teased for it. However, before she could stomp out the door, something tapped her shoulder. "What?!" She whirled on Doumeki, knowing it was him. The archer was holding out a notebook to her, the one that had tapped her shoulder just a few seconds ago. "What's this for?"

"Notes. You didn't take any today." Doumeki replied, holding the notebook closer, hoping that she'd just take the damn thing instead of putting up a fight like she did with everything else. Watanuki stared at the notebook in surprise, wondering why the hell Doumeki was being so nice. Usually he'd so something for her and then ask for a boatload of food as a sort of payment, but this time he was just giving her notes. Watanuki took them out of his hands, not realizing that she'd done so until they were pressed against her chest as she held them. And then she knew that she'd have to thank him.

"Th-thanks." She muttered, embarrassed that she'd let Doumeki help her with so little resistance. It just wasn't like her.

"Hm." The brunette nodded. They stood in the classroom quietly for a few moments, and then Doumeki ruined the calm mood. "I want a sushi bento tomorrow. Lots of salmon."

"WHY THE HELL SHOULD I MAKE YOU A SPECIAL LUNCH?!" Watanuki shrieked. Doumeki just plugged his ears, completely prepared for the outburst as the girl bared her fangs at him.

"Because I'm letting you have my notes." He replied, rolling his eyes.

"You're such a bastard!" Watanuki stomped out of the room, sick of his arrogant attitude, but she took the notes with her anyways because she needed them and it wasn't like it was hard to make sushi. She did it all the time; she just didn't want to have to be told to make some. It ticked her off. And she was doing it for Doumeki of all people! Wasn't it bad enough that she was making his lunch every day and now he was requesting on top of that?! But she still took the notes anyway.

Doumeki watched her stomp out, satisfied that she'd take the notes and looking forward to his lunch tomorrow, just like he always did when Watanuki was cooking.

…

Watanuki felt dizzy as she slunk her way through the halls on her way to gym class. She'd been feeling dizzy in the classroom, but now it was worse and because of it she'd taken a wrong turn in the hallway and had to backtrack to get to the locker room. The only plus was that while she and Doumeki had been talking, most of the halls had cleared out of students going to music classes or gym, so the seer could slink along the walls to keep herself steady.

"What is wrong with me?" She whispered, clutching Doumeki's notes to her chest, the only thing that seemed to stay in place as she walked. The sweat was worse now, traveling down her spine, inner thighs all the way to her feet and she was all wobbly and tipsy as she continued down the hallway. Maybe Yuko was right, I shouldn't have come to school today. But by the time she'd come to that conclusion, Watanuki spotted the locker room and lurched towards it, pushing the door open and walking inside. Most of the other girls had already changed and gone outside so Watanuki only had to deal with three people asking her if she was okay, and then waved them off before she started changing.

The seer peeled off her white shirt and threw it into her open locker, her skirt and inside shoes following suit soon after. She was still sweating, the cool air of the locker room doing absolutely nothing to alleviate the girl's high body temperature. Watanuki groaned to herself and heavily reached for her gym shirt and shorts, slowly getting ready to go outside. First her short were slipped over her butt, after she'd tipped over on one foot and crashed to the floor because she was still dizzy and kept forgetting she was because she was so out of it. Next, the girl's shirt was lifted over her head as she struggled to pull her arms and head through their designated holes in the fabric. After an endless moment of struggling with something that should've been second nature, Watanuki popped her head out of her shirt, pulling her arms through next and yanking it down. In the process, the seer had yanked her pony tail halfway out and now it was listing to the right side, threatening to fall out. Watanuki sighed and reached up to pull her hair back into some semblance of order, pulling her elastic all the way out while she smoothed her raven hair back up into its spot. The seer, stretched the band around her hair and began pulling and twisting it around her hair when the elastic suddenly snapped, shooting out of her hand and flying somewhere in the locker room. Watanuki grumbled at her broken hair band before grumpily searching for another one in her school bag. She spotted one hanging out of a zip-up pocket and reached for it.

As Watanuki reached into her school bag for an extra elastic, she spotted a pill bottle wedged in the corner between her bag and the books inside. She stared at if for a few seconds before realizing what it was. Oh, those are my heat suppressors…I haven't taken one today. The girl reached inside and pulled out the pill bottle, noting that the pills didn't make the usual clinking sound as she rattled the bottle. Watanuki opened the bottle and tried to shake out a pill with little success, because they were all gone. They'd been gone for a week and she hadn't noticed because she'd been too busy catering to Yuko's meals to pay much attention to her own, which was when she'd usually take her pills to keep her mating heat in check until she was ready to have children. And when she didn't get a pill, Watanuki finally figured out what was wrong with her. She was starting to go into heat, which would cause all the Alphas in her immediate area to sniff her out because her body would be calling to them, telling them that she was readying to mate, drawing them closer. A cold shiver ran up Watanuki's spine, drawing in all the heat from her body and pushing down in between her thighs were it pooled and ached, demanding attention or friction or something.

I don't think you should go to school today…" Yuko's voice echoed in her head, seeming to roll its eyes and mock her. If only she'd listened to that witch!

"Oh fuck." Or she would be if she didn't get out of there fast.

Watanuki was panicking now, trying to figure out what to do, her mind clearing up as it raced through all her options of escape. She could hole up in here until school was out…but all the other gym classes had to come into the locker rooms to change and there was no place to hide for long without someone finding her. She could run home…but then other Alphas she didn't know could jump her…it was too dangerous. Watanuki came up with idea after idea, but none of them were completely safe for her in the state she was in, except for one: she could run to the nurse's office and beg for some heavy duty suppressants to try and get rid of her heat, the one that was slowly driving her mad with need. Watanuki shoved her hand in between her thigh, pressing her palm against her hot skin under her shorts, trying to quell some of the need, but it wasn't really working. But even if she made it to the nurse's office at that point, the meds might not work if she was too far gone. From what Watanuki had read on Omega biology on her own, she wasn't really "in heat" until her body started producing the slick that made mating easier on both partners. So, she might still have a chance to stop it, if she ran really, really fast.

She ran. And she ran right into a group of Alpha males.

Watanuki could smell them, her heightened senses picking out the musky scent of the Alphas almost instantly. She coul hear then out in the hall and they caught her scent the second she'd left the locker room.

"Do you guys smell that?" One voice asked, the noise causing Watanuki too freeze in her tracks for a moment, like a deer in the headlight. She was paralyzed with fear and that was not good. They were still around the corner, probably ditching class, but the moment they came into the hallway where Watanuki was, they would see her and they would chase her. This was the curse of being and Omega: you were pretty much helpless when you were in heat. Either you were debilitated by any sort of friction in between your legs to the point where you'd rather die than let it continue, or you got an Alpha to mate with you to get rid of it, whether you liked it or not. Watanuki went with the or not and tried to unlock her limbs.

"That smells…good…" Another voice added, sniffing the air.

"I think…and Omega's in heat." A third voice finished. Shit. I'm so outnumbered. Watanuki quailed, the prospect of being pursued by three Alphas jump starting her fight or flight mechanism. She ran, her bare feet pounding on the floor heavily as she dove around a corner. Their footsteps followed her, echoing in the hallways.

"There she is!" One of the Alpha voices called. Watanuki yelped and ran faster, the adrenaline rushing through her body, completely obliterating her dizziness with frantic breaths and a pounding heart. Suddenly, all the familiar halls in the school were treacherous, dangerous if she didn't find some place to hide and the outside was just as bad. She needed to hide…she needed to hide now. The girl didn't even know where she was running to or where she'd already run, but endless moments of panic dragged on, but then passed in the blink of an eye, time seeming to warp around her chase through the halls and suddenly, it was over just as quickly as it had begun. Watanuki was standing in front of a janitorial closet in a far corner of the school and she couldn't hear the Alphas anymore. She thought she lost them…but she couldn't be sure. She'd found her hiding place. The girl yanked open the door and dashed inside, slamming the door shut again and locking it.

Watanuki huddled in the closet, still wearing her gym clothes and hoping that no one would find her, even though she knew in the back of her head that an Alpha was going to scent her out and come looking for her. She was scared, shivering in her shorts. Those bastards who'd nearly cornered her outside the locker room were still out there, waiting to jump her bones when they got their hands on her. This was humiliating! Watanuki held back hot tears as she curled up on the floor, leaning against a mop and a bucket as she searched for the wall with her back. She hit the wall and slumped against it, trying not to cry, trying to ignore the building heat surging in her stomach, in between her legs. It was getting unbearably hot in her shorts, the heat taking over the rest of her body. It wasn't long before she'd start producing slick to help with the mating she was praying to avoid. If she could just get to the nurses office, they might have some heavy duty suppressants that could curtail the heat until she got home and found the rest of her meds, but until that happened, she was doomed to go into heat in the middle of a school with hormonal teenaged Alphas.

There were footsteps coming towards her, she could hear them, feel them in her bones. It was them. They were coming for her. They sniffed her out. Watanuki wanted to cower, to fade away until she didn't exist anymore, to hid the state that her body was in, to hide her shame of being and Omega, of being weak and submissive. But she couldn't. She couldn't disappear; she couldn't get out of here on her own. She was stuck. But she wasn't going down without a fight. If they were going to try and take her, she was going to break their noses. Watanuki huffed, steeling herself for the assault of the Alphas if they got through the locked door, and they would , there were four of them for heaven's sake. Watanuki furiously wiped her eyes, smearing her unshed tears away so they couldn't use them as a weakness and stood on her shaking legs, her fear and rebellion against her biology quelling the heat inside her for just a moment more. She stood, ready to face anything. The footsteps stopped, a shadow fell across the door. Watanuki was ready as she'd ever be. Ready to face whatever was out there…except him.

There was a soft knock, and a calm voice calling to her.

…

When Watanuki hadn't come out to class when they'd gone outside to play soccer, Doumeki asked the instructor if he could go check on her (reassuring his teacher that he wouldn't go into the locker room and would just talk outside the door to see what had happened). After getting permission, Doumeki went back inside and stood outside the girl's locker room.

"Oi." He said, waiting for the girl to respond with her normal, "my name's not oi!" but it never came. Doumeki waited a moment in case she had been rustling something and hadn't heard him the first time before calling out again. "Oi, Watanuki." Still no response. This is weird. Doumeki was about to call a third time when he heard voices down the hall, ones he recognized. It was a group of boys from his health class. He didn't know them very well, but they were Alphas, he knew that. Doumeki listened as they disturbed the quietness of the halls and inadvertently eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Damn. Where'd that Omega run off to?" One of the boys cursed, scratching his head.

"I can still smell her, but she ran all over the place…God, it's giving me such a boner." Another said.

"I'm just glad she's a girl. I wouldn't want to chase a guy. I'm not into that." A third boy continued.

"Too bad we don't know who it is though. She was damn fast! All I caught sight of her was her hair."

"But just think…an Omega in heat? It doesn't matter who she is…she'll be dying by the time we find her and that'll make it all the easier." They came around the corner, three of them, all sniffing the air. Doumeki ducked into the girl's locker room door, knowing that they'd shut up if they saw him. He was an Alpha, they didn't want another Alpha looking for the same Omega they were.

"I'd say it's an easy score. I just hope she doesn't bite."

"I heard Omegas are desperate to end their heat when they're not prepared for them and I'm pretty sure this chick wasn't prepared. Otherwise, why come to school at all, right?"

"Yeah, makes perfect sense."

"Well, her loss is our gain."

"Dude, what if it's Kae Shimamoto from class 2?"

"She's a Beta…so you're out of luck."

"Damn."They laughed, passing by Doumeki without noticing him in the doorway. He could smell the Omega on them, the lightest breeze of the scent sparking a heat in his body. Doumeki had never smelled an Omega in heat, but it was definitely something that he wouldn't forget. It was unmistakable. She's close to heat. Doumeki's eyes narrowed. How insensitive can those bastards be? This is not good. As much as he wanted to figure out where Watanuki went, he needed to find the Omega girl before those guys did, otherwise…she'd be in for the scare of her life. Doumeki stepped out of the locker room as his classmates rounded the corner and followed them

"Shouldn't you be in class?" He said, walking towards the three boys. They turned and stared at him, their eyes narrowing. The four Alphas glared at each other (more of a stare in Doumeki's case) as they stood in the hall, the three boys sizing up Doumeki and Doumeki eyed them. It was a silent battle of power between them, a quiet struggle to see who was more…Alpha. It was an instinct, something that Doumeki didn't feel too often. He felt the desire to dominate the ones that dominated – like the leader of wolf pack asserting his position by fighting strong pack members eligible for pack leader as well. The three boys growled, their shoulders crawling up their necks in a bristle. They were itching for a fight. Doumeki puffed his chest out, his feet sliding out a few inches into a more stable stance. If they wanted a fight with an Alpha, then they'd get one, and it wouldn't be easy.

"What's it to you?" The middle boy snapped, huffing at Doumeki. He shifted on his feet, waiting for something to happen.

"Nothing. It's just odd that you guys are in the hallway during classes." Doumeki replied, pressing his own feet into the ground for better traction.

"You're out of class, Doumeki." The one on the left growled.

"I'm on an errand for an instructor." They stared at each other for another moment, but Doumeki felt something shift. The three boys were looking at each other, their eyes snapping to one friend and then the other. They were nervous. The archer had an excuse for being out of class, they didn't, which made them nervous because they could get in trouble for it…especially if Doumeki had heard what they were talking about (and he had) and if he revealed to the teachers that they were sexually harassing another student in the halls while out of class. But more than that, more than school procedure had them nervous. They felt that Doumeki was more Alpha, and he felt their uneasiness by the way they inched back slightly, the way they couldn't hold his gaze for more than a second. It was the human equivalent of tucking tail and running. He'd won the silent fight. "I suggest you go back to class."

"Keh." One of the boys grunted, turning away from his classmate and slinking down the hallway. The other two boys followed him, grumbling about heading back to class. Whether they actually went back was out of Doumeki's hands, but at least he'd bought himself a little time to find the Omega hiding somewhere in the school before they did. As a last thought before he left, Doumeki walked back into the girl's changing room and checked the rows of lockers and the showers (very carefully just in case someone was still in there), looking for Watanuki. The locker room was empty, the girl nowhere in sight, but the scent of the Omega girl was everywhere. Watanuki's probably in class by now. Either that or she's playing hooky. She'll be fine. Doumeki shrugged and stepped out into the hall. Right now, there's an Omega who needs help before those bastards find her again. The archer wandered the quiet corridors for a few minutes, sniffing the air for the scent he'd caught on his classmates, hoping that he'd find the girl before anyone else did. He caught her scent on the second floor, the unmistakable smell drifting through the air as it dissipated slowly.

Doumeki could smell the intoxicating scent of an Omega on the edge of heat. It was a hot, cloying and irresistible smell that reminded him of temple incense, grilled meat and the body spray Watanuki used after gym classes that he could smell on her while they walked to their next class (vanilla and jasmine scent). He took a deep breath, pulling in the scent, breathing in the familiarity that startled him and used his nose to track where the scent went. She'd had run down the hallway and turned left and ran some more, wound around the hallway and backtracked, trying to lose her pursers. The scent thickened, smelling even more irresistible the long Doumeki followed her trail. Doumeki wouldn't be able to stop now, even if he had tried. The Omega's scent was calling to him and he followed it for several minutes, walking around the entire school. He knew he was getting close when the scent grew fresher. She turned right next and had dashed into a closet with cleaning supplies. And thankfully, she was still in there. The scent pooled and thickened some more, and Doumeki knew that the Omega had locked themselves in; he didn't even need to try to open the door to know that. She was scared, whoever she was and she wasn't going to let just anyone in. He had to be very careful. He had to be the protective Alpha figure, not the aggressive one. He knocked softly, his knuckles barely rapping against the wood.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Please, open the door. You need to see the nurse before your situation gets any worse," he said, knocking on the door again. Not a peep from inside. The Omega was keeping her mouth shut. "I know this is embarrassing, but we need to get you home before those hormonal guys jump you." There was a whimper from inside the closet, and obvious sign of fear and submission…which kind of turned Doumeki on. That, coupled with the scent of an Omega, he was going to be in a bad position himself if the door didn't get opened fast. "I know you're scared but you can't hide in the closet for days. Let's just get you out, okay? I'm going to help you. I won't let them touch you." Silence. For a moment, Doumeki thought he was going to get turned down by the Omega, but then he heard the lock on the other side of the door click. "It's going to be okay, alright?" Reassurance and a calm attitude are going to be key here. This Omega's going to be very emotional and exposed in their situation. I can't make this any more uncomfortable than it already is. Doumeki reached for the knob and pulled it down. He opened the door to the janitorial closet and got the biggest shock of his life.

Inside, Watanuki was staring back at him, eyes wide, face conflicted and her stance was defensive. She clearly hadn't been expecting him and frankly, he hadn't been expecting her. Doumeki's jaw almost dropped, but he reigned in his surprise so as to not make the situation even worse than it already was for his friend.

"Watanuki…" He started. It's Watanuki. It's Watanuki. Why is it Watanuki? Isn't she a Beta?

"I don't want to hear any jokes about my being an Omega, got it?!" She hissed, glaring at him in her usual way. Oh god, she's an Omega, a confrontational Omega. This is not going to be good. "If you do I will personally rip off your scrot."

"I wasn't going to joke about this." Doumeki said in his defense, trying to keep a clear head while breathing in Watanuki's scent. Her body's chemistry was telling his body's chemistry that she was almost ready to mate, but her body's posture on the other hand was telling him to stay away otherwise he'd lose his testicles and he would like them to remain in one piece.

"God, why me? Of all the times it had to happen, it had to happen at school." She grumbled, her voice almost hiding her embarrassment and desperation but not quite because Doumeki picked it out. She was an Omega in heat, he needed to get past that fact and work through what needed to be done next, the haze of Watanuki's scent still messing with his brain. He really wanted her, and not just because of the heat. In fact, he'd always wanted her. All of her, even the annoying, loud and obnoxious parts of Watanuki because he loved her. But as much as he'd like to tell her that right now, she'd never believe him because he was an Alpha and she was an Omega in heat and their chemistry was really all messed up. But biology be damned right now, he needed to get Watanuki out of here before the other Alphas found her because if they got their hands on her, he'd kick their asses to bloody pulps and never forgive himself for letting anything happen to his girl. He also had their friendship to think about and he wasn't going to lose that either, even if it meant not having sex with Watanuki right this second even if he really wanted too.

"No clue, but we need to go now." Came the reply. Doumeki reached out his hand, waiting for her to grab it so they could run to the nurse's office and get help. She just glared at him harder.

"Don't do that!" She snapped.

"Do what?" He asked, wondering what the crap was going on.

"Baby me! I can get out myself!" She slapped his hand away and stepped over the janitor's buckets to get out of the closet.

"I wasn't babying you. I was helping." He stated neutrally, not wanting to cause her to lash out at him even more even though his Alpha biology demanded that he straighten out this Omega because she was making things worse than they needed to be. But Watanuki was always like that so he just shoved biology aside again.

"Well, quit helping. I'm fine." Watanuki blushed, her cheeks turning scarlet as she refused to look Doumeki in the eyes. That's when he snapped. He could take verbal abuse, he could take a hit, but he would not, could not, take Watanuki trying to brush off a serious situation when it could get her into deep shit. Before he even knew what he was doing, Doumeki's hands grabbed Watanuki's wrists and pinned them to the side of her head, slamming her body against the wall. He towered over her, his face looming directly into hers, his eyes furious with anger and sexual frustration, his body entirely made up of Alpha muscle and dominance for just a moment, just to stress to Watanuki who was in charge right now because she couldn't handle the situation. She was not fine.

"You are not fine, Watanuki. I'm trying to be nice-"

"Nice?! This isn't nice! You bastard! Let go of m-" Watanuki shivered, struggling against the iron grip that held her in place. She'd only seen Doumeki truly mad a handful of times in her life, but this was beyond that. He was furious and he was in control. Her Omega biology was telling her to back down but she didn't want to, wasn't going too until he shook her harshly and slammed her back into the wall.

"Watanuki, listen to me!" His voice never got louder, but the tone he used shut the girl up and she stared at him wide eyed and terrified. He didn't like that but if fear was the only thing that was going to get her to listen to him, then fine. He'd be mean for a moment and hopefully when this was all over, she'd let him explain himself and forgive him. "I am an Alpha, you know that, but I'm not trying to hurt you or mate with you right now. I just want to get you away from people who would. We need to get you out of the school before someone else finds you. Got it?" Doumeki's voice softened, his molten eyes staring into hers, wanting to see that she understood. Watanuki nodded as his stance relaxed, the show of force in his posture evaporating, his hands falling away from her wrists to cup her cheeks. "I'm worried for you and you're not helping. Please, just come with me."

Watanuki nodded, finally understanding where he was coming from. She didn't like it when she was treated like an Omega, but Doumeki didn't really seem to be doing that right now. He was just trying to help. He was helping…like he always did. She told herself that over and over again as Doumeki caressed her face. He was trying to calm her down, she knew it. He wasn't going to do anything to her. She could trust him. Trust him, like she always did. And if she was being truly honest with herself, she didn't want to deal with her problem anymore. It was too embarrassing, too frustrating and downright too…too…Omega. She wanted to be able to take care of it herself, but when she did, she just ended up leading a pack of Alphas around on a wild goose chase while she hid. She wasn't capable enough by herself to fix…this…this…heat boiling up inside of her. She needed someone else to help her, to take the pressure off of her a little bit and really, deep inside her soul, she wanted Doumeki to save her like he always did, even if she didn't like it a lot of the time. He was her friend and right now, he was her ally. He'd said he wasn't going to do anything and she believed him. They were going to work this out together. Right?

"'Kay." She nodded, speaking softly and pressing one of her hands against his, feeling his fingers against her skull.

"Good." Doumeki took a step back, letting his arms drop, and let Watanuki get away from the wall. He reached up to touch the back of her head tenderly, searching for any goose eggs. "Are you okay? Sorry." He apologized for his behavior.

"Yeah, you'd better be." She said sarcastically, some of her old spark came back, but she leaned into his touch, just a little. "I'm fine. Except for this damn inferno between my legs. God, it's uncomfortable." Now that she knew who had found her and worked out at least a semblance of a plan, Watanuki's attention was diverted back to her most pressing problem that made itself known again when she rubbed her legs together. The lust of the heat was started to prickle up her spine, making her uncomfortable heat even hotter and more insistent. Something needed to be done now or her first heat and first time having sex might happen in the hallway whether she wanted it to or not! Doumeki stiffened in front of her, his body telling the girl that her words had affected him strongly. "What's wrong?" She teased. "Got a boner, Mr. Alpha?"

"Yes." He said bluntly. Watanuki's eyes flicked down to Doumeki's pants just to make sure he wasn't lying and yep, there it was. God, he was huge! He was handsome, smart, muscular, popular and had a huge cock to boot! Could this guy get any more Alpha!?

"Well, you don't have to be so up front about it!" She snapped, blushing furiously and looking away from his crotch.

"You're the one who asked."

"I didn't expect an honest answer!"

"Just shut up and come on." Doumeki grabbed Watanuki's hand and pulled her towards the nurse's office at a run. Watanuki winced as her thighs rubbed together, creating an unwanted friction in her lower regions.

"Slow down!" She protested, trying to keep from inducing her heat even faster.

"Hurry up." He replied, pulling on her arm.

"I am hurrying up!"

"Shut up."

"Don't you tell me to shut up!"

By the time they reached the nurse's office Watanuki was in full rant mode, her mind temporarily distracted from her heat again as she yelled at Doumeki for being an "insensitive, rude, bastard Alpha." The nurse hardly knew what to do with the pair of them as Doumeki plugged his ears and tried to explain the situation while Watanuki tried to strangle him in a very un-Omega-like fashion.

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A/N: Juicy part's next to stay tuned! See you all later! :3