The Freckled, Swift Omega

The Search

"I've got you you little shit," he stated before walking into the forest.

Katsuki stalked further through the trees, searching around and above him, before he caught a scent. A scent that didn't belong to one of his soldiers but felt somewhat familiar.

Before he could think further into it, he saw a satchel hit the ground around next to his feet, followed by a small, quiet, airy "shit," from above him.

"Heh found you, omega. Get down here and come nicely or I'll take you by force," the blond snarled, hoping he could grab him and leave.

But, of course, the 'swift and clever' omega that'd managed to 'avoid capture so many times,' didn't; but instead started climbing his way towards the river again.

"Fucking knew it," he mumbled to himself again. "I wouldn't bother! My knights are near the river anyway. May as well give up now!" He said, louder this time.

"NEVER!" The omega shouted back, a possible mischievous smirk somewhat hidden in his tone.

Katsuki smiled his signature cocky smile and chased the omega, following the noises of the branches. After around a minute, though, those noises stopped. And so, in turn, did the blond.

"Given up?" He shouted, but got no response.
The king let out a short growl in annoyance. Where the fuck is he.

There it is. That scent again. He sniffed the air, his nose pointed upwards and towards one particular tree. Dumbass. Can't even hide your scent for ten minutes?

At an attempt to stun the omega and trap him, the explosive man climbed up a tree, quietly guiding himself with the smell of vanilla and mint. A strange combination, but it smelled amazing. It really did remind him of something but he couldn't figure out what.

After around forty five seconds of climbing, the king was at the top of the tree, swinging and walking along the branches towards the omega.

Gotcha, or at least he thought, until he grabbed the coat that had been strewn across the tree in a way that looked like a crouching person. "Wow. You really are a sly fox aren't you," he said with a small, impressed laugh.

"How do you think I've evaded capture for so long, King," a voice emanated from behind him.

How did he not hear him? Or smell him? I can't believe I was just following the scent of a coat. I'm a king! An alpha! I should've known better, he thought with another growl.

He turned around swiftly, making eye contact with the hooded omega. Oh. My. God. "The rumours underestimated your beauty," he huffed out with a light scoff.

"And my skill," he, yet again, smirked, looking slightly to the left of the king.

"Wha-" Katsuki looked behind him, following the omegas eye trail, before realising it was a trick. "You little shi-" he interrupted himself, spinning around quickly to stare at the omega. But he wasn't there. "Swift indeed," he snarled.

As he was about to shout for his guards to come back and search the area, Iida beat him to it, "Sire! We've found a camp down by the river. A few things scattered around it. Seems like it was abandoned in a hurry. He might come back to collect the last few things," he reported.

Knowing he wouldn't get anywhere hanging in the trees without a smell or sound to indicate where the omega was, he grabbed the coat the omega left, jumped down and walked beside Iida with long strides, quickly moving towards the camp.

That was, until he heard clashing of metal. The blond haired alpha moved instantly, hastily followed by the ravenette.

What they saw was not what they were expecting. Both groups had met back up whilst Iida was sending his report, and were currently fighting someone. Though Katsuki couldn't see who, he could assume, with high certainty, who it was.