This is a nice feeling.

A different lifestyle

It has been three months since his return to The Compound, and it's weird, he feels weird. At first, he didn't know how to act around his brother and his Shizoku, but especially his brother. When he had first sat in front of the elders after he was deemed healthy enough by both the iryō-nins and his brother, that is, he didn't know what to expect, it could have been anything but he never expected them to make him being an Omega a public knowledge, nevertheless with restrictions.

He at first didn't know how to act around people who now treated him with a certain carefulness as if he was a frail thing made of glass and a single wind will knock or break him, not to mention, the expectation, now that he was an Omega people around him expected him to carry himself in a certain way. Also that he must have worn nothing else but intrinsically embroidered Kimono, it was a really bizarre experience for him to not use his scent blockers and suppressants all the time, there were even moments where he will just tense up when someone was too close to him, expecting them to say something spiteful to him, but it never came.

It was a surprise to him that the general Uchiha populace didn't know about the curse, and in a twisted way Izuna sometimes felt quite vindictive about it, 'have they always been this oblivious when I have been suffering quietly', he would think but would distract himself before the thought could go out of hand. His brother had tried to protest it but he knows that his brother also thought that it was a good idea when one of the elders suggested it, and the others soon followed suit and agreed to it and his brother's hands were tied at that moment. Sometimes, a person just has to admit defeat no matter how much they loathe it, and Izuna has loathed his life since he can remember.

The Omegas of his clan may be untrained in the arts of Shinobis, but he can't deny that they have a really cunning way of thinking and keeping themselves alive. He also didn't know that Omegas have their own codes and training and mannerism that they have to perfect, scattering his illustration of them being nothing but people whose job is to look pretty and gossip all day, though, it's not like he's wrong in that regard.

Also, the fact that they were the ones who noticed the change in him, at first he was confused when Kiyoko-san held the sleeve of his Kimono in a way that indicated she wanted to talk to him alone, and he noticed how the others have lowered their voice, though subtle enough that only the ones trained to be a proper Omegas would notice, and didn't that leave a bitter taste in his mouth, yet he swallowed it and followed Kiyoko-san, outside the room and through the corridors towards an empty room. First helping him to sit on the tatami mat as if he was a glass doll, she stood up and carefully shut the Shoji door but not before Ayame-san -he knew it was her by her chakra signature- came inside and placed a set of chanoyu, made him come to the conclusion that it was not impromptu but quite the opposite, she stood up and left just as silently as she came.

Kiyoko-san then sat in front of him and started arranging the tea, the way he likes, with a squish of lemon, he has to think that being a male Omega have their perks of and on itself, that he's sure that even Nii-sama being the Clan head doesn't get. After making and presenting him the prepared tea, he took a few sips, then placing the cup on the condiment, lifted his face in her direction. To be honest, Izuna quite liked her scent, it was neither too sweet nor too musky, cosychamomilefire, just like her, and during his time with the other Omegas, he can say that he was closest to her. So, here he is in front of her, waiting patiently to listen to why Kiyoko-san bought him here because it won't be just to drink tea with him. He could feel her uneasiness through her chakra and it made him quite confused because as far as he knows Kiyoko-san is the type of person who never hesitated and sometimes can be quite blunt too, so it caught him off guard.