12SUMMARY:They were born into a world that didn't want them.
Akihito was too small. That disgusted the other Alphas. Made into an outcast; Akihito fought, he bled. Killed. Akihito climbed to the top and now those who had looked down at him, spat upon him; bowed down to him in fear.
Born to big, he was unwanted by those around him. Including his very own parents. Cast aside, he had no name and no home. The one day Akihito comes. He thought he was saved. But could one such as Akihito be anything other than the devil incarnate?
WARNINGS: OMEGA VERSE, ALPHA/BETA/OMEGA DYNAMICS, SEME AKIHITO, UKE ASAMI, ALPHA Akihito, OMEGA ASAMI, CHILD ABUSE, BULLING, YAKUZA, YAKUZA AKIHITO, MEAN AKIHITO
"Congratulations Tsukuda-san, Tsukuda-san. You have a beautiful baby boy. Perfectly healthy. All ten toes and fingers counted for. He weighed a whopping, ten pounds."
The Tsukudas grinned at each other. Tsukuda Arata reached down and touched stroked his newborn son's check. "My little Alpha."
"Uh… actually Tsukuda-san. Your son is an Omega."
"But you said he was ten pounds. No newborn Omega would weigh so much."
"Well your sin is the exception."
The Tsukudas looked down at their son. All joy over his birth gone as disgust settled over them. They were not bothered by their son being an Omega. What disgusted them, was that he was not born the way an Omega should have been. Delicate and beautiful. Instead he was big and would most likely grow to be strong. Disgusting.
Unhappy with their fortune, the Tsukudas left the hospital two days later. Their son wailing in his car seat. The baby continued to wail all the easy home. His tiny belly hurting with hunger. At home the new parents left their son in his car seat. Tsukuda Aiko cooked dinner for herself and her mate. Both ignored the wailing child. When the time came to turn in for the night, the Tsukudas locked the baby, still in his car seat, in the closet and left him there for the night and long into the following day.
~BORN TOO BIG~
Men came some days later. Reports of a baby crying non stop bringing concern to the authorities. Seeing the baby malnourished and covered rashes and sores from never having his diaper changed and bring locked in his car seat for days, the child was taken away. The Tsukudas were told to attend parenting classes to get their son back. They never went and their son was never returned to their care. Not that they cared. Good riddance to that filth.
The child was sent to the local orphanage. Life got better, but not by much. The orphanage had too take care of him legally, so he was fed, changed, clean and clothed. Other than that, the child was left by himself.
As the child grew, it became obvious that he was smart. At least it would have been obvious if anyone paid attention to him. No one bothered to teach him how to walk, he learned by watching everyone else. No one potty trained him. That too, he had to teach himself. Reading, writing. Talking. Alone he had to learn it.
When he reached schooling age, he learned all he could. Excelling in all his classes. To grades. But no praise came. No one cared. Not even his teachers. There were no friends to play with. Every child was kept away from him. Anytime he approached someone to play with, or one approached him, an adult would yank the other child away and he would be punished. Eventually, the child accepted that he wasn't allowed to play with other children. He also soon realized that the adults around him were disgusted by him.
By the time he reached the age of twelve, the boy understood why. He was abnormal. He was an Omega but was not delicate and beautiful. He was hideous. An abomination. At the age of fourteen, the unwanted Omega child went into heat. At that time, he was discharged from the orphanage for being a nuisance and trouble maker. He was left with nowhere to go but for the streets. He tried to finish his schooling, but with no money or place to live, he soon fell behind and was kicked out.
He moved from place to place, no where was safe. Especially when he was in heat. People would stop by and offer him money in exchange for sex. He always turned them down and ran away as fast as he could. Sensing danger and not wanting to find out what sex was. He dug through trashcans and dumpsters for food. Cardboard boxes were his temporary homes. There were days he had to fight to stay alive when others who lived like him, tried to kill him for whatever imaginary transgression he had committed.
~BORN TOO BIG~
The years had taken their toll on him. He sat on the park bench that faced the huge building across the street. They said it was called Sion. He had seen people coming and going from there at all times of the day. He wondered what it would look like on the inside. Beautiful, he would bet. He wished that he could work there like all those other big men. Would they hate him for his size to? Or would they accept him as one of their own? Most likely not. He was an Omega and they were Betas and Alphas.
The giant clock on the building struck the noon hour. He looked up at it. Beneath the clock was a sign that held the date. Wednesday 4th August 2010. His twenty third birthday. He stood and made his way to the dumpster behind the building called Sion. It was his favorite place to get food. Sion always had the best food and the warmest dumpsters for sleeping.
He was just about to comb into the dumpster when the back door opened. Surprised, he spun around. His heart skipped a beat when his eyes landed on the man standing in the open doorway. He was shorter than himself. The man had short, messy blond hair and grey eyes. The blond nan wore a dark suit with a red shirt and a dark tie. He noticed that the man also had a vest on beneath his suit coat. It was a few shades lighter than the suit. The man eyed him, a cigarette burning between his lips.
"Hungry?"
"Y-y-yes."
"Then come inside. I'll give you something better than what you can find in that dumpster."
So I was down to 14 stories iin progress. Then this story cazcazme along and now I'm back up to 15!
