Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

It was as if I was in a haze… All of my actions up until this point were poor decisions made by a baser instinct instead of rational reasoning. I could kick myself in the face for being such a fool as to be led by the nose like any normal dumbass alphan neanderthal.

Just tucked dick and ran. Dropped from the tree, landed, and sprinted using 100% of all for one and ran.

There was a distant angry 'OOOOOOI!', but I pressed forward as if I didn't hear it or the explosions behind me...but my gait slowed. My body was betraying me again!

I was still in the outlying woods that surrounded UA...Kaachan could be upon me at any moment!

Nevertheless my body came to a halt, and I hung my head in defeat.

"Deku! I know you're...there…" he said huffing loudly. "I can smell you!"

The only thing that separated us was a few bushes and trees. I turned slowly to peer through the foliage to look at Kaachan hunched and clutching at his stomach, almost out of breath.

This was the absolute one scenario that I've been trying to avoid…

"Hah...hah…" I can't breathe properly inside my mask, and Kaachan's audible breaths are echoing my own.

"Come out! Face me!" He shouts angrily, yet almost desperate as he winces against the pain I know he's feeling.

Following his command I step out into the small clearing surrounded by forest with my arms raised as if to surrender. His face is unbelievably flushed as he inhales deeply and sighs, eyes focusing in on mine. My breathing hitches, he's gorgeous, even with his nostrils flaring with each intake of air and furious scowl maring his visage. My mate...

"You knew!" He accused, almost growling.

I didn't… I never knew… Okay, I had an inkling that it may go this way… But I never meant for things to take such a sharp turn… that would both complete me, and end me… simultaneously… if it should ever happen!

"I did." I finally admitted honestly, even resolutely, which stunned me because it was almost remorseless.

While musing, I feel my body being enveloped in warmth, but it didn't make much sense until my back hit the ground that I realized I had been tackled. His heated breath could be felt through the fabric at my neck as he nuzzled it.

Too close!

"Deku…" he murmured in that hazey way that overcomes someone when hormones are involved.

I have to act fast!

Bucking against him, which was both a pleasure and a pain as it ground my dick against his rear, I reached behind me into my pack to retrieve my one and only saving grace! An epi pen of heat suppressant with a sedative! I swiped it from the UA emergency medical kit in my classroom thinking it would come in handy, but am disappointed that I have to use it. Or rather, the alpha part of me is…causing me to hesitate for a mere millisecond.

That minute pause would cost me dearly as it gave Kaachan an opening. His fingers curled around my mask, and with one well placed explosion... The respirator shattered as the needle sunk into Kaachan's thigh.

I stared up at him in abject horror, and his eyes widened as if the last puzzle piece fell into place.

He knows.

Who.

I.

Am.

Jolting… Gasping… Eyes snapping open simultaneously... I awake.

Stunned, I stare into the darkness ahead of me. I could almost scent him faintly… but it's just a distant memory dredged up by my sleep addled brain I'm sure. I'm sure...

It had felt so real... His warmth… I felt that. My eyes teared at the loss of that warmth. That wasn't reality… that wasn't real, I tell myself, and faintly wonder what actually is real. Could I even discern fantasy from reality? The lines are blurring so completely…

Calm down. I've got to rationalize this. I know exactly what is happening. Reality being skewed is a symptom of the instinctual disease that is overtaking my senses. Being with him for the better part of a day...being so near must have triggered such an evil hallucination.

I rub my face, and finger the stubble coming through at my jawline. It's Monday. It's also 6:19am I see as I look to my digital alarm clock on the nightstand beside me.

Relaxing back into the sheets while closing my eyes, I feel my dick hanging heavy with arousal between my thighs. Palming it, I realize I have no memory of getting home. Zero. There's absolutely no way that I wouldn't have any memory...nevermind the fact that I never sleep nude, and I can feel the sheets against my skin.

I blink up into the darkness and feel dread. My erection wanes as I turn on the lamp on my bedside table which illuminates a stark white note that reads 'We need to talk. -Mirio'.

I have to meet with him before school. I have to know what's going on!

All throughout my morning routine I'm filled with apprehension over the serious conversation that will take place between Mirio and I.

From what I've gathered, I'm not going to like what Mirio has to say. When I went to shower, I noticed dried...fluids around my nether regions as well as on my sheets...probably from a wet dream... I also searched my home for my old hero costume that I had been wearing, but to no avail. And there was sticky residue as well as a puncture mark on the inside of my left arm, presumably from an IV.

Was it even fucking Monday?!

Checking my phone proved it was in fact Monday, but a whole week later! WTF?!

Ignoring all the notifications on my phone, I think the last thing I honestly remember is looking up into Bakugou Katsuki's surprised red eyes. I raise my eyebrows, if that wasn't a dream... Which, who the fuck knows! I don't!

Hunched over with my head in my hands while sitting on the edge of my bed, I wrack my brain for anything...anything to alleviate this confusion.

I rake a hand through my tousled dark green hair. Ok...ok let's look at the positives… I'm not in jail. If I had done anything untoward...I'd be in jail, not at home.

Comforted by that thought, I stand to leave and face the awkwardness that awaits me at work.

Thankfully, I don't have to wait long for some reprieve as Mirio was waiting for me at the entrance of UA.

"Good morning," he says somberly...which is totally unlike him…

The nerves that I had managed to quell on the route to work come back full force with Mirio's grave expression.

"Ah...good morning!" I scratch the back of my neck nervously.

"Now, there's no need to worry, but you spontaneously went into rut after patrolling. Luckily, I found you and...took care of you."

I open my mouth to say something but Mirio cuts me off, "you didn't hurt anyone, and the school nurse visited you, took care of you, and kept you sedated until your hormones leveled off."

"Ah…" I look heavenward, "that makes sense." Which it did, but in a way, it did not. I had so many questions, but maybe it wasn't my place to ask. Like, how...did he 'take care of me'? Mirio looked very uncomfortable, and I felt like I shouldn't press further.

"Thank you for taking care of me," I smile at him genuinely.

He lets out a breath he's been holding and smiles back, "Any time!" He claps me on the back in that old friendly way and we enter the main building as if nothing was wrong, but my gut told me otherwise… That sinking feeling...deep in the pit of my stomach…that something definitely wasn't right.

Sitting at my desk at the head of my classroom I felt like I was on pins and needles waiting to scent that particular smell my nose always sought...but failed to do so...

Various students distracted me with greetings and well wishes, because they had been told I was sick for the past week I had been absent. After assuring the ones crowded around my desk that I was indeed fine, thanked them for their concern, and asked them to take their seats, I realized all of the seats were filled.

Inhaling deeply, no scent. Panic flooded my senses, but I could not look at him. I forced myself to continue as if nothing were plaguing my mind, that that chill that slid into my veins...wasn't real.

Swallowing hard after a particularly thick sentence, I can't help my eyes glance in his direction, notice something out of place, and zeroed in on his neck.

My breath catches, and I turn away from my students to cough violently. I feel like my throat is closing in as I reach for a glass of water that I always keep at my desk. Everyone is obviously concerned, but I can't hear their voices as I choke down large gulps of water.

Somehow I breathe deeply, find some sort of composure and turn to my class, smiling apologetically. Vaguely, I remember this place to be my sanctuary, but at this moment it is a torture chamber...

So many questions flood my mind, but instead I ask, "Let's continue, shall we?"

A combination lock...a fucking combination lock…

An anti-fucking-bite posture collar...with an internal combination lock.

Wouldn't be able to remove it without hurting him… Technology sure is a bitch.

I couldn't look at Kaachan for the rest of class, and only happened to glance at him on his way out of my classroom to see the combination lock at the top of the collar. Talk about adding insult to injury… He's probably wearing anti-rape shorts as well, and blockers to top it all off.

The internal vibration of rage pooled into my extremities which caused an itching feeling… an itching for violence. I wanted to destroy my classroom. It no longer brought me solace. It was no longer a place for me to shape young minds and prepare them for hero work. My dear heaven has become hell… but, I cannot destroy it.

I slide into my chair, and lean heavily on my desk. Without an outlet for said violence, a feeling of helplessness washes over me. Biting my lower lip, my eyes teared.

I don't know what to do…

I don't know how to act anymore…

I don't know how to feel anymore…

If my mate was unreachable before, he is untouchable now.

Despite just going through rut, the urgency of mating Kaachan hasn't changed. I want him now just as badly as ever, if not even more so. Denying my instincts…

Something clicks… I need to read more about my situation… my condition… Google, please help!

When a seasoned alpha encounters his prospective mate during their heat, it automatically triggers their rut, and almost always guarantees a pregnancy. If their mating becomes interrupted, or doesn't result in a mating bite, this only exacerbates the process for both parties and has the potential of leading to insanity and even uncontrollable violence. As with the alpha/omega trial experiments, those who were separated or denied mating against their instincts, the risk of insanity rose significantly over time. It is reversible however, once mated.

Drugs may delay the process, but only over a short period of time before the body becomes accustomed to the medicine and eventually rejects it. This method is only used when the omega isn't of legal mating age, or the family doesn't approve of the potential mate. Regardless, the medicine should only be consumed in dire situations, and it is recommended to distance oneself at all times until the situation is resolved.

Resolved… How long will that take? What if I'm around him when he goes into heat next time? What if one of us slips and it triggers the other again?

I blink...again? So...was that a dream? Or?

Burying my head in my hands on my desk, I fume. I need to know what happened!

A pinch of guilt causes me to think otherwise...maybe it's better if I don't know… Maybe I should look into this medication… Or give up? Should I admit defeat, tuck tail and run? By which I mean transfer to another school…

I'd never see Kaachan again…

Pounding a fist on my desk, I look to the ceiling, I can't do that. I can't take the cowards way out. I'm stronger than this! I won't let this destroy everything that I've built. I'll think of something!

"Midoriya-sensei…"

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