Notes: The writing for this story is like going TOO SMOOTHLY. I swear something bad is gonna happen to me soon.
Enzan has been a part of the Alpha world for a little over a year, and frankly, he's already sick of it.
He watches billionaire Alphas try to intimidate everyone they see with their overbearing scents and it's almost embarrassing at this point. It's as if they don't have half a brain cell enough to think of a legitimate financial tactic to actually one-up their opponents. Instead, they throw their scents around at every gala they attend like pre-neutered dogs.
As an Alpha, he prefers keeping his scent to minimum, taking scent dampeners every morning and remaining in control of his emotions at all times. Blues chides him about it every now and again, reminding him that scent dampener pills aren't exactly meant for everyday consumption.
"I suggest the use of scent neutralizer sprays every other week would be a healthier option."
Enzan sighs, "They're a pain to reapply and I do not have time for that, Blues."
Perhaps he should have considered Blues' opinions more seriously. Well, this situation was already too far gone for those regrets.
"Netto! Netto!", he hisses, as quietly as he could. The rampaging security bot was still looking for them and he wasn't about to alert it of their presence, especially not now. Netto is warm in his arms, skin damp with sweat and brows furrowed as if he was in pain.
Had he not taken those scent dampeners, he would have noticed Netto's change in scent much earlier before running into him. The pills weaken his pheromone productions by way of controlling his hormones, but in return, they also dull his sense of smell.
Fuck. This mission has just gotten much more complicated.
He needs to stop the robot if anything is to be done. He peers through the slits of the locker, spying the manic bot racing down past a row of tomato plants in the neighboring greenhouse.
Throwing open the door, he settles Netto down to the floor of the little locker before rolling under the tables of plant pots across the way. He knows the robot has heard him as noisy machinery begin rolling in his direction. He braces himself, grabbing a nearby shovel. He thrusts the shovel out just as the bot was about to roll past him. The shovel catches in the wheel of the machine, causing the whole steely armed robot to jerkily halt before pitching forward on its axel and painfully hitting the floor with a metallic thud. It sparks erratically before letting out a final distorted beep.
Enzan kneels down next to Netto, bringing his arms to either side of his neck and grabbing his thighs, hefting Netto onto his back in one smooth motion.
"En...zan."
"Netto, stay with me. We need to get to the control room and then get you home." He begins briskly walking back to main control room where he had sent Blues to back up Rockman.
"It's so hot...and...itchy," Netto groans.
I know. Enzan can't quite imagine what Netto is going through but he can certainly smell it. The enticing sweetness pouring off of Netto was pushing this thought process to places they really shouldn't be right now. He shivers slightly at Netto's hot breath on his neck but he pulls his focus back to finding his way through the greenery.
As he enters the control room, he carefully sets Netto down in a nearby chair. He gets to the computers and immediately begins restarting the firewall. He watches Blues and Rockman parry a swipe of a hammer from a huge virus.
"Enzan-sama!"
He slots in the Step Sword chip quickly and allows Blues to effectively cut off the virus' arm.
"Where's Netto-kun?!" Rockman exclaims, clearing out the remaining viruses left in the system as the firewall starts back up, patching up the security rip.
"He's with me," Enzan responds, "but we need to finish this quickly and get him home."
Rockman begins to shout something before a virus jumps at him, but he dispatches it quickly with a well aimed shot. He turns back to Enzan, "What's wrong with Netto-kun? What happened?"
He triple slots in Fire Sword, Aqua Blade, and Bamboo Sword for Blues, creating the Elemental Sword program advance that completely obliterates whatever was left of the virus boss that was attacking the Greenhouse's system. Rockman wasn't quite paying attention that, as he stares back at Enzan, waiting for an answer.
"He's... ," Enzan sighs, "his presentation... heat is starting."
Shocked is an understatement for what Rockman looks like- mouth opening and closing, eyes wide but barely focused. He finally stutters out a small sound, gasping, "Netto is an Omega."
Heat is the most uncomfortable, stickiest, most ungodly thing he has ever had to go through.
At some point, around the second day of it, he had to force Rockman to leave. Netto just could not tune out Rockman's worried murmurings from the PET over his every moan and gasp- and trying to satisfy yourself with your Navi watching isn't exactly appropriate.
And it lasted so long! Four days he was stuck in his room, trapped to his bed, hardly sleeping, barely eating, and feeling so unfulfilled.
Netto stares out the window as he wakes from a fitful nap. He slowly gets up, groggily entering the bathroom and turning on the shower to full blast. He just needs all this residual heat clinging to him to be scrubbed off and he can finally, finally feel like himself again.
Blues stares at Rockman broodily sitting in the corner of his home network. Blues approaches him but doesn't say anything. Rockman turns his head around slightly, eyeing him defensively.
"Netto-kun kicked me out."
Well, that made sense. "He probably wants to spend his heat in private, especially since it is his first," Blues offers, the closest to comforting he can really think of.
Rockman throws his arms up, "I know! But who's going to take care of him? Like, what if he needed water badly, I could go downstairs and grab Mama for him but Netto-kun is so stubborn! He's all like, 'I don't want anyone in! Rockman, you too!' I just want to be there for him!" He huffs angrily, folding his arms back to his chest, and goes back to glaring at the corner of the homepage.
"He may not need you during his heat, but he will most definitely need you after it, Rockman."
Blues receives a dubious look from Rockman. "You think so?"
He carefully sits down next to Rockman, "Enzan-sama reacted a bit similarly during his first rut. I think it's human instinct to not want to show your most vulnerable side. Enzan-sama was very reproached about his behavior afterwards."
Rockman puts his knees up to chest. "Yeah..."
"I believe Netto will be the same."
"I mean, I just want to help him out. I know this isn't what he wanted at all, but I can't change anything for him and I'm not sure how to comfort him about it," Rockman stops to release a small sigh. "I don't know, I just feel a little lost on what to do when I see Netto-kun again."
Blues tilts his head in question, "Not what he wanted?"
"Netto-kun was really hoping to present as an Alpha."
Blues nods understandingly. "What has happened, has happened. Netto is not the type of person to see the worst of a situation. I think you know that best."
Rockman smiles warmly, "Thank you Blues."
