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~ 2 years before the apocalypse ~
Finally, fucking finally! It was time to close the store. Hanagaki Takemichi was working in a book store and he wasn’t too attached to his workplace but this paid his bills and his boss was an elderly and sweet man who treated Takemichi as if he was his grandson. It was a little boring but he couldn’t ask for a better boss.
“Ok, I need to close the back door and then, off to my apartment,” Takemichi murmured to himself, walking to the back door after shifting the front door sign from Open to Close. He opened the back door, wanting to inhale a little of fresh air before closing it.
“Hey,” Someone murmured next to Takemichi and when he turned his head around, he found a gun pointed at him.
“Oh,” Takemichi murmured, not knowing what to say or do. Freak out? Maybe in a second. Yelling? Probably not if he wanted to live.
“This is going to sound really crazy but I really need to use your bathroom,” The handsome blond man who was on the other side of the gun smiled. A few drops of blood left his lips. Now that Takemichi could see, he was also bleeding from a wound on his stomach. Said wound was covered with the free hand of this dangerous man.
“Am… yes, of course! Of course! Come, mister,” Takemichi mumbled, feeling himself become pale and starting to panic. Why did he wanted some fresh air?! Argh! Bakamichy! “Um, over here, sir,” he whispered, opening the small bathroom door. The man nodded and stepped inside. Next, he started to undress himself and Takemichi gasped, again not knowing what to do. He started to walk backwards still looking at the armed man, but the dark eyes of his new companion stooped him.
“Don’t go too far and don’t call the police. If I you behave, only my blood will dirt your floor tonight,” The man said that with a childish smile, but his eyes freaked him out even more.
Takemichi gaped at the man.
“I- yes! Yes! I was just going to go and grab my first aid kit!” he tried to explain, his body trembling in fear.
“You have one minute,” the blond mumbled. “60, 59, 58…”
Takemichi rushed. He knew were his first aid kit was, of course. Yamagishi always told him to put it in a particular place, and he also told him what his first aid kit should have. The box was huge compared to normal first aid kits, because Yamagishi insisted to add many things. He bullied them all to have this.
“I’m back!” Takemichi gasped, luckily for him the man was counting only until fifteen.
“Cool. Stay there,” he said, looking at his wound in the mirror.
Takemichi had a quick glance at it and grimaced. It looked nasty, all bloody. It wasn’t too big and it looked like it was a knife wound, not bullet, luckily.
“I can stitch it if you want. I’m good at it! I have a friend who is studying to be a doctor and I helped him a lot when he practiced stitching with chicken and pork!” Takemichi rambled. “He told me that I did it better than him”
“You want to stitch me…”
“Yes,” Takemichi nodded eagerly.
“Because you learnt by stitching chicken”
“And pork!”
The stranger looked surprised for a second and then he started to laugh. Takemichi pouted, feeling a little offended.
“What the hell, why not? Come here,” he said, using more water to clean all the blood from his wound. “The name’s Mikey”
“Oh! I’m Hanagaki Takemichi,” he introduced himself.
“Takemitchy”
Takemichi gave Mikey a conflicted look but he didn’t correct him. He just washed his hands really good, then he put on some gloves and opened his first aid kit.
“Wow, that looks like a doctor’s bag,” Mikey whistled.
“Ah, yes,” he smiled. “I have a friend who wants us to be really prepared for the worst. In fact, I wasn’t going to go to university but he insisted. I told him to find something easy for me and he suggested me to study something related to books... So, here I am, a librarian”
“Cool friend”
“Yeah. He can be really convincing,” Takemichi sighed. “So um, I’m going to put some anaesthetic spry in your wound so it won’t hurt too much. This isn’t like real anaesthesia so it is going to hurt just not too much, ok?”
“Just do it, Takemitchy”
Hanagaki nodded and started to do his work, after asking Mikey to sit on the toilet. He worked fast but prolific, just like Makoto told him to do.
“Um, can you tell me what happened?” Takemichi asked, feeling restless with all this silence.
“Nope,” Mikey answered happily. “Better is you don’t know, pretty omega”
Takemichi blushed. This was the first time that this alpha addressed is status as an omega. That was one of the reasons for what he was so scared too. Not only for the gun but also because this was a strong alpha and he was a lonely unmated omega. However, Mikey wasn’t showing signs of using his status as an alpha against him. For now.
“Ok, all ready,” Takemichi sighed.
Miked stood up and looked at his wound.
“Good job, Takemitchy. How was your first experience stitching a human being?” Mikey asked, smirking.
“Horrible, please let’s not do this again,” Takemichi said honestly. Afterwards he blushed again, because perhaps that was too much honesty but Mikey only laughed. “You still need to go to a real doctor, you know?”
“Yeah, I’ll ask Ken-chin or Mitsuya to call for our doctor,” he said.
“Um, ok. I… I need to close the store, so…”
“Ah, yes, yes, of course,” Mikey said smiling but something in his yes changed for a second and Takemichi trembled. Mikey approached him until they were face to face. Mikey was shorter than him but his alpha pheromones and his dark aura make him look like two feet taller. “Don’t talk about his with anyone, Takemitchy, alright? I’ll know if you do~”
Takemichi gulped and then he nodded. With another smile on his lips, Mikey left the store. The poor omega sighed and then he graved the mop. He needed now to clean the blood before he could go home.
*
“Hello, Takemitchy~”
“Oh,” Takemichi blinked a few times. Two weeks after that particular event, Sano Manjiro, aka The invincible Mikey, entered the store. Yeah, he could not tell this to anyone, of course. So he told Yamagishi. His friend, who knew things that only an otaku like him could know, had a field day with the news. He was the one who told him that he didn’t stitch a regular —criminal— alpha but THE alpha, Sano Manjiro. Toman’s commander and prime alpha. “Hello, Mikey-kun. How’s the wound?”
“All closed, already. Thanks to you,” he winked. “Your friend was right, my doctor said that the stitches were perfectly done”
“Um, cool,” Takemichi smiled tentatively. “I’m glad to hear”
“So I’m here to take you out to dinner. As a sign of my gratitude”
“You don’t need to,” Takemichi frowned.
“I want to,” Mikey replied. “You won’t say no to me, right?” he pouted.
Takemichi sighed.
From that day on, Takemichi found out that he could never say no to Sano Manjiro.
*
So days become weeks and weeks become months. Takemichi and Mikey started a tentative friendship. Why Mikey was hurt that day and his relationship with Toman was never addressed. Still he met the whole gang. The met Ken-chin —whose real name was Ryuuguuji Ken but preferred Draken—, Mitsuya-san, Hakkai, Baji, Chifuyu and many more. It was always outside or in the house of one of Mikey’s friends. He never saw a gun again but he saw them hurt. How or why, he never asked. It was better like that.
He was introduced to Mikey’s family. The Sano family consisted in five people, including Manjiro. Mikey’s grandpa, his big brother Shinichiro, his sister Emma and Izana who was adopted but Mikey was always saying that he hated him. Izana was married to Kakucho, one of Takemichi’s childhood friend. They both were alphas and his relationship was taboo in their society, but Takemichi assured them that he didn’t have problem with it. His problem with them was about other things, but that wasn’t his story to tell.
Of all of them, he created a strong bond with Matsuno Chifuyu. The green eyed man was also an omega and they become partners not friends, because Chifuyu insisted to be called partners. Takemichi introduced him to his friends and they loved him. Chifuyu also told him that he was in love with Baji-san since he was a teenager but for some reason he had a strange relationship with a guy named Mochi. They fucked like every day and Takemichi once told his friend that he thought that Chifuyu was really in love with Mochi-san but he just didn’t want to admit it so he used as an excuse his past love for Baji-san.
Chifuyu stopped to speak to him for a week after that so Takemichi never addressed the topic again.
A month after that conversation, Chifuyu and Mochi-san started to live together. Takemichi rolled his eyes when he found out.
*
~ A week before the apocalypse ~
“Um, Mikey-kun?”
“Yeah?”
They were at the beach. A place where Mikey liked to come when he needed a break from Toman; his criminal organization that still until today, Takemichi pretended to not know anything about. Takemichi was sitting while Mikey was lying down beside him, using his hands as pillows and closing his eyes.
“Are you courting me?”
“What?” Mikey opened his eyes abruptly.
“You keep giving me all these presents so Koko-san asked me if you were courting me,” Takemichi explained.
“Um, no. No, I’m not. Sorry is it looked like that,” Mikey whispered.
“Oh,” The omega mumbled.
“You look disappointed”
“It just-”
“You don’t want to be Toman’s omega, Takemitchy,” Mikey said and Takemichi inhaled deeply. There, after two years to knowing each other, Mikey finally spoke aloud about Toman. “It’s too dangerous”
“What do you know about what I want or what I don’t anyway?” Takemichi grumbled.
“I know that only for being my friend I had to stop many attempts against your wellbeing, Takemitchy. You just never realized because I wanted it to be like that,” Mikey confessed, surprising the omega with that news. “So it’s better if we just remain as friends”
There was a long silence after that.
“So what if a find a nice alpha for me, mh?”
Before Takemichi could know, he had Mikey over him, trapping his body against the sand. His eyes were a little red.
“Which alpha?” he hissed.
“I was only saying, Mikey-kun,” Takemichi rolled his eyes. “So you don’t want me to be Toman’s omega but you react like this when I mention a hypothetical alpha, mh?” The omega tsked. “Could you still be my friend if another alpha starts to court me?”
“Jesus, Takemitchy,” Mikey grumbled, putting is forehead on Takemichi right shoulder.
“I’ll give you a week. If you still think that we are better as friends, I’ll start to search for an alpha for me. I want to have babies, you know?”
Sano Manjiro growled.
*
~ The 1st day of the apocalypse ~
“No news from Mikey?” Yamagishi asked when he saw his friend looking at his phone.
“Nope,” Takemichi admitted, smiling. “But Chifuyu told me that Mikey has been miserable, so he thinks that he’s going to come back to me pretty soon and begging me to be his omega”
“Well, congrats. I want to be your bridesmaid,” Yamagishi said, winking. “Now we need to-” He stopped talking because a loud siren was heard inside his house.
“What is that?” Takemichi asked, alarmed.
“That’s… that’s my algorithm!!” Yamagishi shouted and rushed to his laptop. There, he tipped quickly and smiled.
“What? What is it?”
“The zombies, Takemichi,” he looked at his friend, his eyes shining with glee. “The zombies finally arrived to Japan!”
TBC.
~ OMAKE I ~
“How is Mikey?” Shinichiro whispered to Mitsuya. Said man only sighed, shaking his head. “Still without news from Takemitchy, mh?”
“Yeah, he’s not answering his phone,” Mitsuya murmured. “And Mikey’s distressed pheromones are all over the place, only Draken can handle them,”
“Mikey, no!” Draken shouted suddenly. He was graving his commander but Mikey was a strong alpha and even a tall man like Draken was struggling to stop him. “Shinichiro-san, please put some sense in this idiot head. He wants to go after Takemitchy”
“Come on, Mikey,” Shinichiro sighed. “We already decided to wait until all your admis and the Black Dragons arrive to do something,” he tried to placate his brother.
“That was before I couldn’t reach my Takemitchy,” Mikey snapped.
“Let’s wait until Taiju arrives, ok? Takemitchy’s best friend works for him, right? I bet he knows where they are,” Shinichiro smiled at his brother, using his omega pheromones to calm his little brother.
~ END OMAKE I ~