Omega Lab

Alpha Gamma Omega

*********WARNING - ADULT CONTENT AHEAD-IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YOU SHOULD EXIT, IF YOU ARE A PRUDE YOU SHOULD EXIT*********

Chapter 3 Alpha Gamma Omega

Tenpo lay on his side looking out the window. The full moon was beginning to reach its peak in the blackened sky. He put his hand over his aching chest. Bashir promised to be home early. As usual, he was late.

His chest felt tight and he felt stinging in his eyes. I can't believe he broke his promise. I never ask him for anything. This was the one time. He wiped a tear off his face. Stupid old man. He sat up with the blanket wrapped around his shoulders and sighed heavily. Guess I'm not that special to him.

There was a light knock at the door. The pillow deflated as he flopped on his side and pulled the covers over his head. Too little too late.

Bashir's raspy voice called through the door. "Tenpo, open up."

Tenpo glared at the door. Not happening.

Another knock and a soft voice. "Tenpo, it's Sena. I made you tea."

I don't care. He put the pillow over his head trying to drown out their voices.

"Tenpo, open the door or I'll break it down!"

"Bashir!"

Him and his shitty temper. He gets so irritable when the moon starts. Tenpo sat up. "You wouldn't dare!"

"I'm warning you!"

"Al Bashir! What are you thinking?" Sena sounded frantic. "Tenpo, open the door!"

"Hush!" Bashir snapped.

"Go away!" Tenpo yelled.

"One!"

Pushy ass bastard! "I'm not in the mood for your shit, Bashir! Fuck off!"

"Two!"

He threw the pillow at the door. "Leave me-!"

"Three!"

There was a loud cracking sound and the door was hanging off its hinges. Tenpo jumped off the bed and ran to the sliding glass doors. This freakin' nutjob! His heart thundered in his chest as Bashir stalked across the room. Shit! There's nowhere to go.

Bashir put his hands on either side of the sliding glass and glared down at him. His eyes seemed to glow in the moonlight. The smell of limes seemed extremely strong.

Tenpo tried to steady his shaky knees. He'd never seen Bashir this angry before. "B- Bashir."

Sena tiptoed into the room and stood by the bed. "Al Bashir, what did you-?"

Bashir looked over his shoulder. "Hush, Sena, or you're next."

Tenpo's eyes narrowed. "You didn't have to break the door."

"Are you that mad at me, Tenpo?" Bashir asked ignoring his statement.

This bastard! Of course! I'm furious! Tenpo's hazel eyes spoke volumes. "So what if I was?"

Sena gasped. "Don't provoke him."

Bashir smirked down at him. "And here I was thinking I'd treat you gently."

Tenpo sucked his teeth. "Who cares? The moon's almost fully up. Go have your happy time with...with him!" he shouted pointing at Sena.

Sena flinched as Bashir glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He looked back at Tenpo's angry face and stroked his bottom lip. "Jealous?"