Izuku/Izara The life they never Knew

Chapter 31 Brotherly Love?

The alpha laughed and shook his head in pity as he stared at the little omega on the floor. "Such weak little things, you omegas. Only have two uses, letting yourself be plowed by any dick you can find and shitting out babies. And only one of those things interests me." The alpha stood up and went to the door. "See you next time, 'Izara'~ Hahaha!" He laughed at the name he had mocked.

The door was unlocked and flew open. Loud, booming music came in and hurt the omega's ears. Dabi stepped out and walked away, planning to hit the bar before leaving. Izu was left alone in the private room.

Pat. Pat. Pat. Pat.

A soft tapping noise was masked by the music as it moved closer to the curled up boy. Soft impressions were made in the carpet that looked like feet. Izu didn't see anyone or smell anyone, but he did feel it. A soft touch brushed his hair back and touched his cheek.

"Izuku?" Hagakure whispered. "Izu, are you okay? What...what happened?" But the answer was obvious. The boy's clothes were torn, his panties were off and white goo was leaking from his backend. And Izu's tears made it clear that nothing had been done consensually or kindly.

Izuku shouted and clawed at whatever was in front of him. The omega was in a frenzy for a few seconds as he scrapped at Hagakure. The beta was able to jump back inside so she didn't get hurt but also to keep her cover. Izuku looked around the room fearfully hoping no one else was inside.

"No, never happen" Izuku said to himself as he slowly rose to his feet. His legs shook hard as he stumbled across the room to get wet wipes. Hagakure watched the omega clean the entire room, he put everything back the way it was. Izuku was determined to get through this work night.

"Never happen" Izuku whispered again as he wipes away his tears. He fixed his clothing and even wipes down his backside. Izu threw all the wipes away and put say the mop before collecting the money off of the floor. He put everything away pretty quickly as he began to limp his way back down to the locker room.

"I-Izuku, wait." Hagakure couldn't be too loud, but it was hard to be heard over the loud music. She chased after Izu. "I work at the hotel. I wanted to make sure you're okay. I didn't see what happened but I can tell what that guy did. Do you know who he was?"

Izuku kept on moving faster he didn't want to talk to this voice that was yelling at him. He thought it was in his head so he just kept on racing to the locker room. The scared omega was sniffling as he went to his locker and pulled out another outfit. He went over to the showers and mirrors and tried his best to clean himself up. He shook his head over and over not wanting to talk to anyone he even drunk water from the sink to rinse out his mouth.

Hagakure watched as Izu tried to sanitize himself of what she could only guess was a rough encounter with that client. While she was sure that she could get Iida enough of a description to find him, she would have liked to get a DNA sample. But all the cleaning Izu did in the room and now cleaning himself had probably ruined any good material for testing. She couldn't say anything to Izu here without exposing her invisible self to the rest of the dancers. Izu looked so frightened and hurt, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

The next time someone opened the lockerroom door, they felt something brush against their arm as they stepped through. But seeing nobody there, they ignored it. The same thing happened in several other doorways. Luckily this place was bustling, Hagakure couldn't open a door on her own without drawing attention, so she had to wait for someone else to do it. In the main area, in the small crawl space between two booths that she was sure nobody would come through, she pulled out the cell phone that she had hidden there. She didn't want to do it, but she had to report this to Kirishima.