Liar (SaruMi)

Two

~Another day, 'nother headache in this hangover hotel

Gettin' used to the rhythm, yeah I know this beat too well~

Yata desperately wanted to turn around and go back to the bar as soon as they left, but Tatara ended up having a tight grasp on his arm. For an omega, the brunette was fairly strong even though he was sick as well. Then again, Yata was normally pretty strong too, he just had yet to recover from...well that wasn't important right now. Sighing in defeat, the chestnut haired male continued to follow the other omega toward the nearby college they would be attending. Luckily it was close enough that they wouldn't need a dorm room or anything. If they had to have one of those, then Yata would have definitely refused to go.

"I still think this is pointless. We're in a gang, what the hell do we even need to go to school for?" Yata asked in annoyance.

"Think about it, Yata. What if something happens one day and Homra is no more? This is the best way to have a backup plan. You should always be prepared." Tatara smiled innocently as he continued to practically drag the shorter male down the sidewalk.

"I doubt anything is going to happen to Homra. We're a pretty strong group and anyone would be a fool to underestimate us, especially Scepter 4." Yata nearly spat the name of their main rivals. He couldn't stand Scepter 4. If he were to be honest, he hated them the most out of the seven groups. That particular group left bad memories for Yata, and for one main reason. That's where his old friend went after he abandoned Homra. That traitor...and the reason Yata had gone through such emotional hell. Just thinking about him was enough to make the chestnut haired male shake.

"I hope you're right, Yata-chan. Homra is my home after all too. We're all like one big family who looks out for each other. And you're right about one thing. Anyone would be a fool to underestimate us." Tatara grinned slightly as he let out a small laugh. He always admired Yata's passion and love for Homra.

Soon, the school came into view. Tatara felt his excitement growing as he broke out into a run. Yata yelped in surprise when he was suddenly pulled a lot faster. He stumbled but managed to keep his footing so he could run along with the brunette. This was probably the most exercise he had gotten in months. He was already tired and they hadn't even gone very far. From the looks of things, they ended up arriving right on time. There were quite a few people there, making Yata groan slightly. He wished they could have shown up a bit later. There would have been less people to get through then. Sighing to himself, Yata stepped a bit closer to Tatara and put his guard up. He may have been in a weakened state, but Tatara was much more fragile than he was. He didn't want to risk anyone causing any kind of damage to the brunette beside him.

As the opening ceremony began, Yata practically zoned out. He didn't really feel like listening to some old guy talk about what he expected out of the semester or anything like that. The omega just wanted to get this over with so he could get himself back home. As he scanned around the crowd, he noticed there were some students from the other clans around. He could see a few from the green clan and a couple from the grey clan. This would be an interesting semester if they were here, and that probably meant there would be a few from Scepter 4 as well. Thinking about that made Yata shudder slightly.

~Tunnel vision got me feeling, you're the only one I see

But I know what I'm missing, when I'm swimmin'

In my lonely luxury~

Yata suddenly had the feeling that someone was watching him. He felt like someone was staring directly into his back but when he turned he saw no one. That was strange and it was definitely making him really uncomfortable. It was too much and a little too familiar. It was like he had felt that gaze before. It was as if a hungry alpha was staring him down, ready to pounce on him at any moment. The very thought of that made him start to shake even harder. Tatara noticed the shorter male starting to act strange and quickly placed a hand on his shoulder.