Kakyoin Noriaki was an 35 years old omega, a lucky omega who knew how to pass trought life Smart enought to not be recognized as an omega and live al the risk that being that implied.
The man was working in the castle of the Brando king as the teacher of fight skills to soldiers and also, the prince Giorno since he reached some age so he had a secure rooft, food, some commodities and a relative good job, nothing to despise. He also had the resources to buy potions to hide his omega conditions in all the times and learned all the methods to camouflage his smell. To everyone he was a beta
Well not for everyone…
The King itself, Dio Brando, as perfect and top alpha wasn't the one to be fooled, he recognized the redhead as and omega and take him under his protection.
That mean he ocassionally was his lover, that mean that sometimes King Dio would call him to have sex…which wasn't…so bad? Because as an omega it was a method to keep his urges under control, he definetly cant be a quiet and chill omega without a partner so despise everything he wasn't so unconfortable about the idea of being a sex puppet…it was necessary to have a quiet and undercover life
Their relationship wasn't cold but also wasn't deep enough, the king was gentle and frankly a good lover since their bodys matched so well at being an omega and a top alpha so in that sense both ended satisfied but despise Dio showed some sings of being possessive and didn't want Kakyoin to be fooling around with anyonelse they talked about how he would never recognize him or take him formally as a lover or a concuvine, since Kakyoin was a commoner and Dio was royalty.
Nothing the redhead cant complain or say anything about it so since he can continue living in the castle and working with the young prince it was okay.
Surely it wasn't nice to know that you really are just a toy because you are pretty and attractive to the top alpha but it was a partner to his nature and King Dio had spent some heats being top secretive about the subject so no one would fool about it when he is not around the blonde…
It would be nice to be in a relationship but Dio wasn't interested in that and Kakyoin would force it since there was a clearly difference in power and he wasn't the top 1 lover of the list, there was others more priviledged tan him, he cant ask that much, he knew he was Dios but the king wasn't him.
He really wouldn't complain, it was a way of surviving in this hostile word.
Howeveeeeeer.
35 and Omega? Mmm that didn't make a good point.
His biological clock was starting to move.
His thoughts were fullfilled
35 and omega werent a good combo, his biological clock was starting to move and make cloudy his thoughts all day by thinking "ah i want a son..."
He could be serving a coup of tea and sluddenly interrup his thoughts by that phrase.
He could be walking and surely interrupt his steps just to think in that and then continue walking
He would get stocked in a sword lesson by one of his students just because that phrase cross his mind all sluddlen, of course the right answer to that fail from his part is "Oh XXX you are getting better, you will surpass your master soon" or something like that.
That afternoon Kakyoin was in his cabin walking in circles.
Definetly Dio would not be father of a son of his, the man would not risk his title and life for a favour of that nature, no matter how desesperate he was and surely if he tricked or lured the blonde to inseminate him he would be killed without a doubt.
Dio was just someone who shared the bed with him nothing too deep no matter how he thinked in their encounters.
So, he definetly wanted a baby, a kid, he was fine to do it, he had the money, the lifestyle, the possibility to keep living good throught time, he also was an omega...what was he missing...
Oh, a father...
What could be he expecting of a baby? Surely not more than a healty one, he would make sure that the kid was happy and secure all his life he trusted himself for that duty but...
The father...what he should look in a man? He didnt have exactly a type, dating as an omega was dangerous he never did it much it just spontaneosly happend and it was...one night stand
He was sure of it, he wanted a baby, all his body tell him to get pregnant, it was an extremly strong desire of him, he was an omega his body was designed for having kids he wasnt a normal man...
And he wanted to stop having dreams of him lactating a baby and waking up with his nipples all wet, he was getting some pregnancy stuff on his body even if he wasnt pregnant
The redhead sighted, preparing a coup of tea.
Ok he would pick up the first man that he crossed, after all he didnt care about the father, only his seed.
After that coup of tea he walked out his cabin and went to town, he didnt want anyone of the castle fields or closer to look for him so the far the better so they dont cross paths again, after all it was going to be Noriakis baby, he didnt care about the father, he can manage it alone just fine.
Thing was not picking anyone he knew, or recognize him even from far away.
So for that purpose he put a scarf all over his head, since his hair was pretty recognizeable because of how shiny red.
Walking throught the city looking for the perfect man was...surely a challenge.
-i should thought more about this...-said the redhead on his insides looking at the people.
Ok, picking on the first man? What was he thinking, impossible.
He didnt want his son to have a really long chin so that man over there was discarted...oh he definetly didnt want a big nose so...no...mmm that one over the bench is nice but he is too short, short mans never had it easy in life he preffer avoiding having a pregnancy of a short man...
It was stupid but he wanted so bad a boy instead of a girl, Kakyoin mentalize himself for a boy a lot.
Sun was getting when he decided to stop a bit, frustrated of looking everywhere and not finding the right suiter...he sigthed, looking up and the orange sky taking a big cup of air into his lungs just to open his eyes ready for the decepcion in front of him: the reality.
The reality that finding the perfect man was more difficult than he tought.
Insted of that he found an empty void, he walked that much that he ended up in a point of the city where theres a huge rock stair, literally huge, like he was in the top of a mountain and there was no way down, just the botom of the mountain, such a scary and non safe rock stair so high and strech...
He tried putting a foot over one rock, damn, he was 41 in foot not too much and his foot didnt enter completly in that rock, not to mention the other over 100 stairs.
God dammit that was scary to go down.
Kakyoin tried to go down, looking carefully on his steps, also there was not much like because of the twilight and the candles of the roads werent on on this neighberhood yet so it was a bit dark since the light of the sun came from his back where the top of the mountain was
He really was being carefull, one step bad and you could hurt a leg for sure.
-Hey!- sluddenly, the redhead hears a voice from above, he tried to ignore it since he was so focused on not to kill himself on that suicide construction –Hey! Listen! –again, he tried to do his best on ignore whoever was calling him...-Hey you! Listen! –whatthefuck with this dude. Kakyoin looked down to visualize a man, not too much to see, it was getting darker.
The tall man above the foot of the stair was moving his arm and hand to call his attention
Was he trying to lure him or make fun?
-What!? -he shouted sounding more hostile than he wanted but seriously who would built something so steep!? That's dangerous as fuck! Around the place were planted some threes with some creepy arms! Too!
-Theres a ramp 100 mts above here! –the tall man said pointing to the right. Shit really? Goddamit he was already on half but still it was dangerous to keep going to down, Kakyoin tried to elevate his foot to go up and see the ramp were it was to take but his foot slipped from the rock stair.
That moment floating in the air was when he realized he was going to get a serious butthurt and not just for a good fucking.
There was a lot of stairs going down.
Kakyoin closed his eyes at the inminent impact just to feel his body sliding down as a wheel jumping over and over in the rock stairs going down like he was some kind of rolled carpet.
Pain was unmesureable.
He was going to have a lot of bruises and possible two theets missing…or more…
In one of the hits he felt one of his bones broken. Like he really felt the crack on his anckle.
Every thought he had was rolling and rolling in his head like a tornado, blood rushing in circles all around his head making him not only being pained but sick as fuck. He had a big stomach pain now, he surely would vomit once he stoped rolling in the air.
Well fuck life.
But unexpectly he didn't crash to the ground to his direct death, a pair of arms hold him in the first steps of the stairs avoiding his fall into the hard ground, surely saving him from a certain death.
Still, damaged was done, he had a very intense pain in his mouth and his anckle, he tried to move a hand to touch his face but his arms were petriefied and he cant move at all.
The pair of arms lost their balance and falled to the ground, still, not hurting Noriaki, the man who catch him in the air falled out the surprise, I mean it was still a good catch, 20mts and surely 50kg wasn't that bad.
The redhead tried to open his eyes but the intense sunlight hitting directly to his eyes and the pain of moving any muscle on his hitted head above him from that.
He was going to have a thought but then he vomited himself in his mouth, and at the scare of getting drowned in his own mouth make him want to jump out to be mouth down the ground, unfortunetly he only was able to move his head and half torso to a side to vomit somewhere he cannot see because raising a lid was too much pain. Vomit coming out luckily out of the man who catched him range, Noriaki moved his head enough to not vomit over his coat but directly on the floor.
Since Noriaki is in so bad state lets pass to another contestant.
-You are welcome- says Jotaro Kujo.
The man waving his hand alerting the redhead when he see another asshole who didn't know the neighbethood and the assassins steep stairs was a neighbor of the zone called Kujo Jotaro, a tall man of tanned skin and black hair.
-What a pain –said Jojo when the horrible smell of the vomit came to his nose, he was amused, his grandpa told him to take a look on that stair to avoid anything like this happening again in this month but he is not a cop goddamit he is just a guy who steals cigarettes from his grandpa, he is not the one in charge of telling people to not come this way down, doesn't anybody read the signal that he painted over there? God Grief.
This was a revenge from Joseph, he hated the fact that he steals his cigarettes then he put over his shoulders this stupid responsibility.
Jotaro thought and acted fast because he didn't want to witness death, so he tried to avoid it by catching the man in the air, thank god he always was fast in reflexs, like he had a ghost hand that's a step behind him or something.
But he surely had it rought! What a pain! His anckle was totally flipped like 180º, his wrist were kinda flipped too and do not start talking about how bad his face was, there was blood all over his face caming down the eyes and neck, his jaw was so violet that it was strange how fast it was getting bruised.
He had a pair of little bults over his lips, that must be theets.
Also he felt his muscle twitch and completely hardened against his body over the trauma.
Man he never got the chance to see a man he didn't punched this bad.
In one of the vomit sessions he see two theets coming out and falling to the ground, well fuck he wasn't going to be happy to see that.
Jotaro slowly let the man in the ground to not make him more dizzy, letting him stabilize and stay calm as he watched him still vomit and cry.
Kakyoin was so confused, why everything hurted so bad why his body wont stop why he cant calm his heart oh my gosh he needed some air and his fucking lungs wont take him it was so paintfull to breath.
Eventually with a horrid and acid taste in his mouth he started cougthing, spitting saliva as he make himself a ball in the ground, still processing everything and letting his body process the trauma.
It passed like 20 minutes to Jotaro until the redhead started to stabilize, seeing the man stopping the cought and the vomit to try to breath.
He could go and let him here now he see he was still alive but he wasn't going to go far with that ancle.
The mans muscle were still tense up and so hardened he could see them twich across the fabric.
Jotaro grab firm one of his shoulders, calling the redhead attention who seriously tried to spin his neck and look at him but he had so much paint and his body was so retisent to move at all.
His left eye catched someone with black hair and dark skin, among the fact that he was huge and pretty tall
Oh no what did he got himself got to? Was he going to be robbed? Raped? Kidnapped? He surely cant defend himself now…
That strong pair of arms pulled him from the armpits up after a while of shaking and trembling in silence, he tried to move and defend himself but his body wouldn't respond.
Also he was so sleeping, just because of the fear he cant go faint because he didn't know what would happened to him, this was the worst esscenario possible.
The taste of the hot blood on his face really make him sleepy too.
Damn it, who make him Jotaro the guardian of the stairs? Suck my balls this wasn't part of the job he never accepted any job of not letting the people die because of their stupidity what a pain.
Once he assured himself that the redhead cannot fight back he carried him on his shoulder like a bag of potatos, making the redhead scream out of pain because of the roughtness –Sorry –he said loud not really feeling it it was more the pain in the ass of doing this than any other thing.
Why he was obligued to do this? Basically because his house was in front of that stair were almost twice a month someone get hurt trying to go down, people that didn't walk in that zone frequently or were the first time around there. It wasn't the first time for Jotaro that he had to take care of someone hurted, he usually do a good job while the government build the ramp 100mts at the right of his house to go down the hill avoiding people to keep using that stair, he painted sings, he closed the road with strings that some crappy kids cut to use to play once, he painted the edge of red like DANGER but people were still using the stairs because they cant read the freacking sings he paint.
It was a good notice when they came to the government saying that the road will be closed with the stairs to change the street and make a ramp to go down the hill but when they said that they will build it but not put a fucking cop or someone to control people from going down it became a paint in the ass.
Specially because his grampa take vengeance on him by giving him the stupid job of taking care of the stair
Why? Why him? He wasn't a cop he shoulnt be obligued to do this no one in the family should be! There should be a freacking cop taking an eye on walkers! But his mother everyday repeated him that it wasn't nice to see dead people when coming out to take the trash in the morning and she was a bit tired of healing anyone who falled and hurt themselves so they should keep and eye to avoid that situation until people stop using that street with the stair. The innocent woman trusted that people would change their habits of using that street to learn that there was a new one in only 5 months and then bam everybody would forget that there was a street there and will start using the new ramp.
God Grief.
He take the man inside his little cabin in the Kujos terrain, his grandpa shoudlnt find he let someone fall again last time they fight they were so angry against each other that he menaced the man with shooting himself, the situation scalated so badly that he had to call a friend of his more big and strong to stop him.
Someone got hurted againt? Well it wasn't necesally his fault but he didn't want to end up in jail again because the old man get angry with him so he better take care of the situation by himself.
Jotaro put slowly the redhead on the bed and went to grab a cigarette and burn it to start smoking.
Smoking help him with thinking
He had to think
Think
Thinthinkthink.
How was the step by step of how his mother healed people?
He took a pit of air out and take a breath before leaving the room, closing it with key so the man wouldn't scape and make an scenario on his front yard.
Kakyoin mind was a mess, he couldt move and do anything and worst he didn't know where he was or why or coulnt even take a detailed look of the room around him because his sight was so cloudy and non clear…he was seeing red not sure that was because of trauma or blood on his lids…
He knew he was in a bed and he was doing so goddam effort to not faint and fall asleep.
Damn he was going to be raped today? Like he was a potatobag? Since he cannot move at all.
Ten minutes passed and the only movement he can do was go down the bed, mouth up at least, he take a better look of the suroundings and…the roof…at being in the groud…
Looks like someone barn…and room at the same time…
Looked like that houses in the middle of the countryside where the landlords prostitute their daughthers to the transits that come around moving in the roads around, he see that scenarios were the barns have a bed among the cows sleeping so the people transiting the road would rape the prostitute daughter of the farmers…
Damn he was seeing death so close to have this dark thoughts?
When Jotaro came back to his room after sneaking with medical supplies and water around the house he found the redhead on the ground delirating, surely he tried to move out and falled, his tongue was outside his mouth and his eyes were rolled back.
For a moment Jotaro was scared that the man was dead on his room but he check on his heart and pulse with his barely sane wrist and everything seemed normal, he was just delirating.
Mmm he could die in the night like this? He surely hit hard on the head…
Jotaro bring him back to sit on the bed, the redhead tried to oppose but he wasn't much into movement, just trying to breath normally.
The tall man take a look to his…patient…humming silently that the first thing was giving him some water mixed with sugar and clean his face, specifically clean the blood to see how bad the injures were.
Once the mix was done on a cup he tried to supply it with a spoon…not sucesfull, the man was causious and not taking something that could potentially be poison, clever enough. Then cleaning his face first.
Kakyoin was so confused his kidnapper was already trying to make him suck dick? What was that cold thing over his lips that had something gelly with sugar taste…that couldt be good…he didn't want it he didn't agree to that.
Kujo started to wipe with a cold towell his face from the blood, cold? Why cold? Because he would eventually gain some fever? Idk he wasn't sure of what he was doing he just didn't want to get cought…
Oh, behind all the blood was a very handsome man…if you put aside the cuts over his cheeks and eyes of course…
Definetly he had his jaw very hurted, the skin was very violet and cutted.
Jotaro took him from the jaw and open his mouth with two fingers, while the other complained and screamed a bit more loud than he wanted, making him stop.
At least he lost two theets from the side…it wasn't that bad looking…one was definetly very shaky…and other broken…
Well he couldt do shit about the teeth.
Face was clean after a while flipping sides of the towel, he tried to open his eye to clean the lid from the blood but that wasn't a smart move, he eventually would tear the blood crying or just open and closing…if there wasn't new blood he should be fine…
Luckily face wasn't the most bloody zone of the human body so a bit of alcohol in the towel will close the would and make him…cicatrice…
At smelling the unrecognizeable scent of alcohol Kakyoin know he was being cured…thank god…specially for the wounds burning on his cheeks.
Thank god because he was kinda horny at the thought of sucking dick after…while almost die anything better than die…but of course his dick weren't going to be up now so idk
Next step, taking off the shoes, done, there wasn't any resistance.
Damn that ankle was bad, if his mom see that she should think he bring someone possessed to the house.
Increidibly clothes wasn't ragged or broken at all, so he had to strippe off his shirt to see whats going on down there…there wasn't any cut or blod…he only see a broken rib…like literally a stick coming up from under his skin…and the second one at the same height was also moving if he touched, causing the man to mumble a few uninteligle words at pain…
Nothing to do about it, he put the cold tower in the clean side over his shoulders and neck to avoid a fever.
Pants down, nothing to see there, the only broken thing was the ankle, his hip seemed fine, not like the ribs, thank god because it would be death having a broken hip to deal.
He tried to make the man drank a bit of the sugar mix and this time he drinked it, surely understanding a bit more the surroundings.
Well, he did fine, he did a good job, he would let the man sleep and tomorrow morning he is going to leave right?
Right?
A dry and loud sound wake him in the middle of the night, the man fall from the bed trying to do something, Jotaro breathed out pissed of like he never was and pressed a hand on his shoulder to make him know he was around.
-Water…-he heared a very pathetic lament coming from the redhead lips, which he went to satisfy with a cup.
The redhead wasn't able to get up and sit on the floor against the bed so he helped him by the arms and put his back slowly against the sides of the bed, taking care of the coming out ribs, looked like a horn, like a unicorn, with a pointy horn but instead of a horn this were ribs…
Jotaro give the man the cup, but Kakyoin was so shaky and hardened in the arms that he could bring it up to his mouth sucesfully without risk of dripping it, so Jojo helping him by grabbing gentle his jaw and pressing the cold cup over his lips, eventually they managed in a way were Kakyoin would slurp all the water down his throat and Jotaro helped him holding the cup.
That's it he wouldn't give him more water if the man cant even hold his dick to piss.
Jotaro look at his eyes, the lid looked almost clean and white, non bloody, the blood was on his lower lashes and corner lid so he cleaned with his finger covered in the side of his shirt, eventually eyes cleaning itself like he thought so, thankfully.
-Your name is? – Asked Jotaro low before calling his attention at glaring directly at him.
-Tenmei-responded the redhead with his throat a bit more lubricated and non dry like before.
-I see-the tall man said short to not make the other think-My name is Jojo.
Kakyoin tried to look at him, but his sight was still fuzzy, and it was dark in the night.
Jojo put a hand over his forehead, he didn't seem to have a fever, despite the anckle was still flipped, the ribs were kinda out and and jaw was so hurted, heat was normal.
Both went to sleep again, but Jojo understanded that bed was dangerous for Tenmei so he trow down the floor a pillow and a blanket and this time he was on the bed sleeping, waiting for the next morning to come.