Venom Omega

Chapter Seven ~ An Overly Bright Day

            The soft chirping of birds made you want to eat them, always annoying you on the bright early hours of the morning. Of course, you might have overslept, a staple four hours making you overly sleepy and stressed. But instead of grumbling and hissing, you sleepily got dressed in the U.A uniform. It was easy to walk in front of the mirror to start tweaking yourself, the new school year making a new you. You decided to alter your features into a fourteen-year-old, making your eyes more angular to show soft maturity. Adding a firm few inches made you a bit taller, tweaking your teeth to be a bit sharper.  Tinting your irises to be a bit lighter made them shine brighter, staining your teeth to be a bright Colgate white.  A bright decision was to make your (Pecs/chest/mounds) bit softer to achieve more feminity, accentuating your hidden muscles to a T for masculinity. 

"Oh dear~!" Your mother purred as she broke into your bathroom, nailed to the teeth with sparkly pink accessories. Oh right, you had forgotten.

"Can you turn your nails to bubblegum pink please?" She asked you, already knowing that you could change things to a small degree. Bitterly, you followed all of her instructions, imprinting all the gestures of acceptance on your pretty face. She gave you white-ish blond tips in your twin-tailed hairstyle, hung up by bright pink scrunchies. Pink painted your lips and cheeks, adding a bit of a fresh corpse look to your face. Mascara made your eyes more big and angular, exactly what you didn't want. 

When you got out of the bathroom, you were nearly late for your scheduled leaving time. Grabbing your backpack, you stormed out the door to...

"Hey Omega!" A familiar crude scream made you brake out of your trance, a head of blond hair pacing in your yard.

"You're Fricken Wrong! And I'm gonna prove it! How am I gonna focus on my hero work and you if I can't do it now?!" He screamed at you, pointing furiously at your chest and fuming.

"So be my friend again! And I'll prove it!" He screamed wildly, certainly disturbing the neighbors from a rowdy alpha.

"Katsuki..." You whispered, proving that it would be harder to get rid of him then you thought.

"Don't Katsuki Me!" He yelled, getting up close and personal. Soon enough his arms wrapped around you, making you stuck in a hug.

"Am I not good enough for you?" You could hear him start to whimper, your human side immediately wrapping your arms around him.

"No, you are perfect. It's just, I want to make sure I'm not getting in the way of you." You muttered into his ear as you began to stroke his back, trying to stifle his whimpers that were vibrating throughout your body. 

"But-But, your not!" He buried his face in your chest, trying to heavily breathe in your scent. Why was it so hard to get rid of someone so attached to your thigh? Seemingly permanently attached to your neck, you exhaled, grabbing his hands so he would look at you. 

"Just give me a few days okay? And if your right, I won't leave your side forever" You knew these words could be taken anyway, grinning softly to reassure the crying boy. Although you had beaten yourself up over not being there for the sludge villain, surely he couldn't get himself into any sort of trouble if you let him off your leash. Perhaps you couldn't remember some parts, being quite a long while since you had seen it. Of course, you remembered the major parts of course.  

"Fine, I have to give Deku a good thrashing anyway.." It was just as quick as the tears came that they stopped, letting you wipe away his tears with a soft purr. Just as you unlatched, you heard your watch beep, eyes dilating as you began to run. 

"We are gonna be late!!!!" You grasped katsuki's hand as you sped up your pace, not really thinking as you darted across streets. It was necessary to not miss this train, or you would ruin katsuki's perfect score in not being late. Perhaps it was weird to help him become a strait-A student, helping him study in everything. Since you had a college-level intellect from years of training from scientists and experience.