We Belong Together| Victuri

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A/n: slow updates. This is going to be a werewolf, omega and alpha au.

Omegas.

The most beautiful of werewolves, with luscious hair, big eyes, long lashes. Big thighs, big ass- you get the point. They are the most desirable and wanted werewolves. They are the ones who carry the children, and they are the most rare.

Finding a pure blood, beautiful werewolf, now that's a hard thing to do.

Yuuri Katsuki, is a 17 year old, Japanese dancer. And he is an omega.

But, Yuuri doesn't know this yet. His parents, have kept this part of him secret, so that he could live a life, and not be stuck to a cold hearted alpha. As many of the alphas are known to be rough, and uncaring towards their omega counterparts.

They stashed him away, in a sleepy town, with humans, and where most, if not all werewolves, do not occupy.

for all Yuuri knows, he is just a normal human, that is until his 18th birthday, rolls around. His parents know they couldn't keep the secret forever, but, they planned to let Yuuri make his choice.

You see, Yuuri's mother had been an omega, who was stuck in an unhappy marriage, she saw the way most omegas were treated by their alphas, behind closed doors. She fell in love with a human, and together, they ran away and she became pregnant with Yuuri. To her surprise, despite him being a hybrid, he had the telltale signs of an omega.

Though, she knew, him being a hybrid, meant he had a choice, he could ignore that part of himself, and live amongst humans, or he could embrace it and pick to be a wolf.

She wanted to give him, that choice.

And the time was coming, for him to make it.

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Viktor Nikiforov, 22 year old dancer, and pop idol, known as the heart throb. He is the heart breaker alpha, crushing all the set dreams of every omega, or fangirl/boy who has tried to get in his pants.

In fact, rumors have it that he hasn't been with anyone, and is still a virgin, too busy with his career to care about anything else, or anyone else.

And he definitely, didn't plan on falling in love, but who really does?

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"Ahgh! Come on Viktor! This is the fourth time this month alone! You've declined to meet with any potential mates, and have cancelled interviews!" Yakov's face was a bright red, irritation clearly coated over his eyes. His fists were clenched, so much tension build in his forehead, that it looked like it would explode.

Viktor,who had been ignoring his producer and manager the best he could, by acting like he was dead, finally arose from his seat. He sighed as he crossed the room, tugging his jacket on. "Yakov, what have I told you about frowning like that? You'll give yourself more wrinkles"the Russian idol said with a mischievous laugh, patting the irritated Yakov on the shoulder.

"Where do you think you're going?"Yakov, practically snarled as he turned on heel, watching the young Russian man scurry towards the door.

"For some air, and maybe I will meet a pretty omega out there, and you'll leave my love life alone"Viktor chuckled at his own words, he found them ridiculous. He had never met anyone that he wanted to settle down with and make a family with, but he thought saying that would make Yakov at least back off.

It had the opposite affect.

"Viktor! You never listen to me! Come back here! You already have plenty of choices on a mate! Dont...and he is gone..." Yakov sighed deeply and sunk down in his chair. "Maybe I should retire..."

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Viktor panted heavily, locks of silver fell into his eyes. He looked around, and made sure that he wasn't followed. After he was aire he was alone, the Russian sighed and leaned his head back against a wall. He picked up the scarf and hid, his face some. "Geeze..that man needs a love life"he said, it was a bit ironic, coming from him.

Not that Viktor had bad luck with love or trouble attracting partners, he just, didn't feel a spark with anyone, and he definitely wasn't going to settle down.

He saw no point.

And he probably never will.

Besides, he was busy, with his career, and he didn't have time to worry about someone else. He already had a nagging person, he didn't need two, and kids...they were cute but, they were too much responsibility, besides the thought of another him running around, disturbed Viktor.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets and picked the hood on his jacket up, shuffling past other people, out with their friends and families. No one seemed to recognize him, which was a good thing. He could just walk, peacefully.

His light blue eyes, glazed over a bit, he watched as the humans hummed around him, passing by without a care in the world.

And they smiled, so..so easily.

It made him sick.

It made him sick to see them so, happy.

When he wasn't.

( End, chapter one.
No editing. )