Not As Planned

Arc 1: Confusing Outbursts

Summary:

It is an up-and-down for Katsuki.

Time went by, and Katsuki felt slowly but surely better again. He still hated to be an omega, but he managed to cope with it. In school, he would always wear his scent blockers. He refused to wear a collar. None of the other extras needed to know, and a collar would give away his omega status right away.

He eventually called his parents to let them know what had happened. His mother was really, really surprised by it. She mocked him a little, but she wasn't disappointed. His father reassured him that everything was okay, that it wasn't bad to be an omega.

After the phone call, his mood was dampened. The comments of his mother had pissed him off again. He lay back in his nest and pressed the Pomeranian pillow to his chest, still with Eijiro's scent on it.

The next setback was when Shoto presented as a heta. So he really was the only male omega in his course – he didn't give a fuck about the other classes. He knew one of the Big Three guys was an omega, but he didn't matter.

Sure, technically, Shoto was intersex, too, and had heats, but it still wasn't the same as being completely omega. Shoto hid the fact that he was a heta anyway. He presented as alpha for the rest of the school, given the rarity of hetas.

He snarled when he learned that the other purple fuck, the zombie-looking brainwasher, was an alpha too. However, Eijiro and the girls did their best to calm his mood down.

This time Aizawa put him and the stupid nerd together for training. It was the first time he was this close to Izuku again since they both presented. Katsuki hated admitting it, but he avoided Deku as best as possible.

He absolutely hated it, but he was still after his scent, even though Izuku wore scent blockers, like all the alphas. He let Eijiro scent all the belongings in his nest, hoping to forget about Deku's, but it was no use. He liked Eijiro's smell, but it wasn't the same. Still better than admitting he desired Deku's more.

They had been training for hours, and the alpha physique really pissed him off. Deku was so much bigger than him now. This plus One for All was not a good combination for him; he lost to Deku way too many times during this training. He yelped in pain as his back hit the mat again.

"Sorry. Did I hurt you?" Deku asked and offered his hand.

"I am fucking fine!" Katsuki growled while pushing Deku's hand away. The damn nerd smiled at him. This stupid fucking smile sent shivers down his spine. He was so close to Deku during training. And now he was even closer. He could smell the adrenaline in the other boy, even through the damn scent patches.

A low growl escaped Katsuki as he tried to get rid of the thoughts. No, he couldn't let that happen. It was true that he was on better terms with Deku now, but they still were barely friends. He didn't want to think of him in 'that' way.

He distanced himself from Deku and was glad when the lesson was finally over. It was so fucking hard to concentrate when everything smelled like fucking Deku.

During changing, his gaze was on Deku's strong back again. He could see the scars he had because of his training. He didn't notice that he was staring at him for so long.

He flinched when Eijiro pushed him slightly in the arm. "You're staring," he whispered.

Katsuki shook his head violently and forced himself to change into his school clothes again. He left the room with Eijiro, and his confused heart sank when he saw that Ochako clung to Deku again.