First Impressions

Tsuyoshi was standing in front of him as he entered his room upon his return from walking Sora to the station.

“So, how was Cutie-chan? How far did you get?”

“Mind your own business! And get out of my room. If you’re so pent up for sex why don’t you just jerk off or pay someone.”

“Who says I’m pent up?”

“Just stay away from him.” Takeo released a dominating scent toward his best friend.

“Woah! Calm down, loverboy. While I do think that he is cute, his shy personality is not really my type. I like ‘em bold,” Tsuyoshi says as he steps aside and exits Takeo’s room.

“Whatever, keep your hands off him.”

“Heh. Can do, captain,” he mocked as Takeo slammed the door in his face.

One month later.

Takeo and Tsuyoshi are walking together to Sora’s university. Takeo promised to pick him up from school today. Tsuyoshi said he felt left out and lonely and just randomly invited himself along.

Takeo sighed and thought, I just hope he won’t say anything stupid to Sora. As they approached the university gates they saw Sora standing and talking with a friend of his Takeo has never seen before.

“Sora!” Takeo shouts out and runs toward him.

“Take-san!”

“What a lovey-dovey idiot couple, showing off just because I’m single right now,”  Tsuyoshi dejectedly mutters to himself under his breath as he is left walking alone once again for the gorgeous Omega. That asshole, he forgets our 10 year friendship the minute he sees Sora.

When Tsuyoshi finally catches up to them, Sora introduces his friend since high school he’s been talking to, Azuma Seimei, who was slightly taller than Sora at 185 cm yet just a few centimeters from the looming Alphas’ heights, Takeo at 188 cm and Tsuyoshi towering at 190 cm.

He has a nice face. His body is not bad too, Tsuyoshi observes.

Azuma notices Tsuyoshi leering at his body, “What are you staring at, you piece of shit?”

“Huh!?” Tsuyoshi yells.

“Azuma-chan, calm down!” Sora tries to dispel the bad atmosphere.

“I said, stop leering at me you perverted creep!”

“Who would leer at you, spoiled brat!”

Takeo moved to get between his childhood friend who was starting to turn a light shade of red at being called out and Sora’s shockingly bold and outspoken put-off friend.

“Now, Now. I’m sure it was just a misunderstanding. Just apologize, Sen.” He did say he likes them pretty and feisty, thinks Takeo.

“Who’s apologizing!”

It would be nice if he got a boyfriend, then he would stop hanging around me and Sora all the time. Takeo ignores Tsuyoshi’s remark.

“Nice to meet you, Azuma-kun. I’m Kobayashi Takeo and this guy here is my childhood friend Tsuyoshi Sen. Even though he might be annoying and obnoxious sometimes, please treat him well… ”

Neither of them were looking at Takeo as he spoke, both seemingly engaged in a staring contest, the tension between them escalating. Sora and Takeo stood on the sidelines silently watching them.

Finally Tsuyoshi broke the silence with a loud, “Brat!” and Azuma answered with an equally loud “Pervert!” and they both turned away from each other as if disgusted at the presence of the other.

At their first meeting, Azuma thought of Tsuyoshi as a “sex-crazed Alpha” and Tsuyoshi similarly thought of Azuma as an “arrogant Omega.” That was the beginning of their love.

Takeo and Sora have been dating for 2 months and still have not consummated their love. Of course, there was no rush but still it was only natural to feel that desire, seeing as they were lovers.

As all four walked unavoidably in the same direction, Sora and Takeo walking at the same pace in the front and Tsuyoshi and Azuma not looking at each other behind them, Takeo initiated his proposal, “Sora, you have a break coming up next week, don’t you? Why don’t we go to an onsen or something?”

“An onsen? That would be nice. Yeah, let’s go!”

At the onsen, a date meant for two lovers has turned into an entourage of four. Sora and Takeo are sharing one room while Tsuyoshi and Azuma reluctantly agree to share a room. Why are they here? Can’t they read the mood. And moreover, why did they come if they were only going to be fighting?! A frustrated Takeo thinks.

“So what is your relationship?” Azuma unexpectedly asks Takeo as the four eat a small dinner of miso soup, grilled mackerel, and rice before they head to the baths.

“Sen and I are brothers,” Takeo answers after he finishes chewing.

“Brothers? You don't look alike. You live together too?”

“Yes, but we’re only brothers figuratively. We’re not really related, I’m an orphan. We were both raised by Hajime-san, Sen’s Omega dad.”

“Sorry, I didn’t know.”

“It’s fine,” Takeo smiles.

“Why are you asking anyway, are you interested in Takeo? Too bad he’s dating Sora,” Tsuyoshi interjects, teasing him and laughing.

Azuma blushes but, uncharacteristically, doesn’t retort to his comment.

Takeo and Tsuyoshi are in the baths soaking. Takeo is waiting for Sora to enter and Tsuyoshi is miffed after just having been riled up by the blunt Azuma a few minutes ago after dinner, his face underwater.

The two Omegas finally enter the baths, towels wrapped around their waists.

Sora's slim waist and slender midriff, porcelain white skin, and throat and neck are fully exposed. A ravishing sight.

Tsuyoshi was looking past Sora at Azuma though. Dark brown hair, light brown eyes, two beauty marks lined up vertically under his right eye, pale pink lips, tan skin, lean muscular body, and voluptuous pink nipples. He was aroused over an arrogant and outspoken Omega!

Takeo noticed as his friend started to shift around uncomfortably and knew what it meant because he too was experiencing this same reaction underwater. He definitely likes Azuma-kun.

The Omegas entered the steaming bath, unaware of the effects their exposed bodies were having on the Alphas.

“Ahhh, feels nice,” Sora moaned out and at that Takeo looked away for fear that Sora would notice his obvious erection.

Azuma entered and positioned himself across from Tsuyoshi. Tsuyoshi could not help himself as his eyes trailed down from Azuma’s succulent lips to his pink nipples, imagining himself playing with them in his mouth, licking and lightly biting, kissing those perfect lips… No No No. Don’t think about it! Sure his face and body are my type but his terrible personality!

“Oi, pervert. Are you okay?” Azuma asked, though not entirely too concerned. Tsuyoshi stared at his lips as he spoke, his bright red tongue…His lips look so soft. I wonder how they would feel… Tsuyoshi looked away from him.

Azuma noticed Tsuyoshi’s constant fidgeting and he turned a deep shade of red as he finally realized why Tsuyoshi looked uncomfortable. He got up to exit the baths, humiliated and nearly in tears at being sexually objectified.

“What an asshole! All he ever thinks about is sex!” he screamed.

“Azuma-chan! Wait, what’s wrong?!” Sora asked after him, totally clueless about Takeo who was in a similar position. “Maybe I should go check on him.”

“No. I’ll go, Sora. It’s my fault,” Tsuyoshi got up fast with his slowly receding semi-hard erection to chase after Azuma. Even though he is an arrogant and overconfident Omega, what I did was wrong. I should apologize.

He found Azuma in their shared room and the Omega was still red from the anger and embarrassment.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to look at you like that.”

“All you ever think about is sex, you animal! Why haven’t you noticed it yet! The person I like is you!” He started breaking down into tears.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because you only ever stare at my body! You never look at me as a person.” I hurt him. He teases me because he wants me to notice him. I should have noticed sooner that he likes me.

“I’m sorry.”

For the first time in his entire 21 years, Tsuyoshi was flustered and didn’t know how best to comfort someone who was crying. If Azuma were like any other person he fancied he would comfort him with his body. Kiss him until he stopped crying, after that gently spread him out on the bed and…

But Azuma wasn’t like all the rest, Tsuyoshi realized. To him, Azuma was an Omega that could easily tell someone off at their first meeting, speak openly about anything, and never held his opinions back, aggressive and dominating, just like Tsuyoshi liked.

“If you’re really sorry, then… "

“Then what? I’ll do anything.”

“Then take me out on a date!” Tsuyoshi’s heart skipped a beat.

“Okay. I’ll court you properly,” he said and smiled and finally Azuma stopped crying and quietly but adoringly muttered, “Idiot.”