BJ Sunny (An Omegaverse Hinata Harem)

Chapter 3; Tsukishima Kei

[TW] Depiction of violence, Cursing

'It's starting' I thought to myself as I excitedly joins the chat with a bunch of other people. Being one of them, it makes me feel like I'm not alone in loving something. Though I'm sure people don't think of me as someone who likes these kinds of things, not like I care. I actually am not sure how and why this all happened, or rather.....I'm still in denial about a lot of things. 'These hobbies, how exactly did it lead to this?'

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I'm an alpha, from the day I found out my second gender, almost everything changed. That's when people started treating me like something else, girls would swoon over me and the guys would get angry at me just because. I didn't care though, but those troublesome people, they sure are annoying.

As the girls kept on bugging me, the other guys expected me to hit on even one girl from the group who was chasing after me, and get angry again when I didn't. Why would I want to do it with someone I don't like? I would never do that. I'm an alpha, a decent one, I don't want to be like that bastard of a father.
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"Uhuhu, please! D-don't do that, don't leave us!" my Mother cried her heart out, she cried like her life depended on it, while that's true, that her life depended on it, I hate the fact that she was willing to beg the bastard.

"What are you crying for, slut? It's not like I'm cutting the money" he said right on my Mother's crying face. "Please! Stay with us uhuhuu stay for you son, Kei!" even with the harsh treatment she has been getting, she stayed on her knees. She pleaded with her shaky voice, clutching on my father's suit.

"Tch, get off of me" that bastard pushed my mother, not even caring if she's hurt, I mean, did he ever cared for her even once? No. Just like this, he would always do something outrageous just like this, "You're being too dramatic! Goddamnit, now my suit's messy!" he shouts angrily. That, he's materialistic side never ceases to piss me off.

"J-just...please, stay? We'll fix t-this...we'll fix everything, uhuhu JUST STAY, OKAY??" she cries and cries, her eyes turning redder with every minute that passed. "No, I'm leaving. Take care of Kei, I'll just send you money to use for everything. Just...don't bug me anymore" he then walks up to me and crouches down to my level. "I'll be back for you, behave yourself" he says to me and left. Such a trash, really.

I heard the sound of a car starting and then leaving. My Mother was still on the floor, crying while she buried her face on her thighs. I walked up to her and hugged her while I stopped myself from tearing up. She gets up and heads to her bedroom, leaving me alone in the living room.

I get up and heads to my own bedroom, I buried my body on my blanket. I wanted to cry, but was too tired to do so. I just closed my eyes and let my body fall asleep as I tried to stop myself from thinking.

The next morning, I wake up to my Mother packing my things. "You're staying at Grandma and Grandpa's house for a short while, okay?" was what she said. She told me that it'd temporarily be my house until she's ready to get me back.

'It's for the best, I guess' I thought to myself as I headed inside Grandma's kitchen, I vividly remember those times I would watch her cook. I really loved eating the food she made for me back when she was alive.

A week later, my Mother got me back as promise and the two of us lived together just like before. I was ten when we got our second gender. "Kei, give this to your mother. Take care of it and don't open it yourself, do you understand?" the teacher instructed, gently handing me the envelope. "Yes" I said in response.

My Mother fetched me from a school and we went home just like usual. We were having dinner when I presented the envelope that was given to me,

"Mom, they said to give this to you" I say, extending my arms to her. She opens the envelope and looks at the content of the paper. I'm watching her read the paper with her eyes when I suddenly felt weirdly scared. 'Why am I feeling like this all of a sudden?' I think to myself as I gulp a little.

After a few minutes of silent reading, my Mother looks at me and smiles, a smile that eased my anxiousness and fear. I smile back at her as she leans in for a brief hug, "Kei, you're an alpha" she says, showing me the paper in her hand. I didn't know what to feel but since my mother's reaction is like this, then I think it's a good news, me being an alpha.

Back then, I thought that everything will finally be back to normal, and that we'll be happy. I was wrong. My Mother got lifeless as the days went by, the number of times she would send me to my grandparents' increased, while the number of times we got to see each other or spend time together decreased.

I didn't ask her nor my grandparents because I didn't know what to ask. Is she actually not happy with me by her side? Or is it my alpha status that she hates? I spent my time away from her with school. I focused on my studies and always reminded myself that she would come back for me.

She didn't. One day, when I was eleven, my Father dropped by my school, wanting to talk to me. I hated him, but it was the first time in so long that I'd seen him, so I agreed with the condition of it won't take long. We went to a restaurant and there we talked.

"Kei, how are you?"

"I'm fine"

"How is school?"

"Okay"

"I...heard you're an alpha, Kei"

"Yes. Um, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Why are you in such a hurry for?"

"You told me this won't take long"

"Okay, I'll go straight to the point. I want you to live me"

"What!? Live with you? Does Mom know about this?"

"You're also my son, why do I have to get permission from that woman?"

"Why so suddenly? And...you have your own family, why would you want to take me in?"

"Don't worry about that, my wife agreed to taking you in with us. I'm rich now! I can give you many things your Mother wouldn't be able to give you"

"I-I don't care! I'm okay as it is"

"Do you think I don't know? That you're living with your grandparents...when will your Mother get you back, really?"

"She'll be back, you don't need to think about tha--"

"Think about it and give me an answer this Saturday. If you agree, I'll send someone to fetch you. Call me, okay?"

He left me a note with his number in it and left with his guard or something. I crumple the paper as I shoved it in my pocket. I then went home, did my chores and everything, and slept, completely forgetting about his proposition. 'I'll think about it tomorrow'.

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