All Chapters of Aligned Fantasy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Cats Out Of the Bag.

The day of the winter cup finals came rather quickly, 45 minutes till the match, both teams were already getting ready for their games. Their opponent team were intimidating, a team of Elite primes Alpha types with an Enigma captain, compared to his own mixed team of various sub types Taiga knew they were a formidable opponent. He stood in the mens restroom, washing his hands when he caught a reflection in the mirror, he jumped in shock, "excuse me? what the hell" he gasps out,hands on his chest in shock, "you must be taiga" the stranger says, two colored eyes staring straight at him, "whose asking?" taigs now serious, with his name coming out of this strange persons mouth doesn't sit well with him. He's seen him before he came to the bathroom to relief himself, standing infront of him was the captain of the team he was about to go against for the winter cup, kanzaki Rei, said man walks closer to him, for an Enigma he was shorter than Taiga. He wore no expression on his face, "Rei"

I See It Now.

Bright lights and camera flashes cut into Taiga’s eyes, reporters flooding the stage with recorders shoved into his face. Taiga barely managed to squeeze in for one photo with his teamates before the circle of reporters closed in on him. “Mr. Renji! Mr. Renji!” Voices rose from every direction. He gritted his teeth. Fucking Rei. That bastard. This was his goal all along. A microphone was shoved infront of his face. “Mr. Renji, how does it feel to be such a high-ranking Luna?” He tried to cut past one of them when another reporter blocked his escape, cutting him off with an aggressive shove of her camera. “Is there a reason you aren’t registered?” Taiga hated this feeling, His lungs refused to draw in air. A sharp, involuntary outburst of pheromones surged out, knocking the reporters back a few steps. They instinctively shrinked back. Taiga didn’t wait for the next question. He turned on his heel and stormed out, leaving his team behind to celebrate their victory without h

Phase One Begins.

He had called Tatsuya to come to his apartment,with an excuse of "let me explain, i have a plan". The apartment smelled thickly of his pheromones. The kitchen counter littered with scattered documents, photocopied articles and Taiga's hand-written notes. Taiga stood opposite Tatsuya his arms braced against the edge, while Tatsuya stood arms crossed tightly over his chest. Taiga cleared his throat, “You might be right, brother.” His eyes remained glued the mess on the counter. “...Hear me out.” He lifted his gaze, searching his brother’s face for even the smallest sign of patience. “I have a plan. And I haven’t forgotten our promise to each other.” Tatsuya said nothing. He just stood there, lips pressed into a thin line, waiting. “I accepted the bond,” Taiga continued, his voice softening but his words quickening with urgency, “because I had already suspected Dante wasn’t an ordinary kid. If he wasn't an ordinary kid then he had enough power to protect me, protect us. A bo

It's Official.

He’d been expecting them. The men in suits. The government’s political dogs. It was only a matter of time before they came knocking, and when the sound came, three sharp knocks rattling through the quiet apartment at 7:30 a.m. Taiga was already prepared. Tatsuya had stayed the night. They had schemed and plotted until exhaustion dragged them into a satisfying sleep, papers still littered across the kitchen counter. Now, standing at the door, Taiga found himself staring at two tall men dressed in identical black suits, faces unreadable behind tinted glasses. “Who are you?” Taiga asked flatly, arms crossing over his chest, holding their gaze. “Mr. Renji,” one of them replied, his voice clipped, all hard lines and sharp edges. “We’d like to ask you some questions about your secondary gender and your registration. We’d appreciate it if you’d cooperate.” Taiga’s jaw tightened, irritation hot in his tone. “And if I don’t?”, “What would you do about it?” He hated the subtle t

In Love With The Devil.

TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE AND VIOLENCE, PROCEED WITH CAUTION. ... What the hell is Inojin doing with a pregnancy test? ... One Month Before... Kota’s frustration tugged at his him from the inside out. Inojin’s refusal to indulge him, his distance, and his rejection, pissed him off more than he’d ever admit. Watching him act so carefree with the other third-years was maddening. Inojin laughed with them, smiled like he didn’t have the weight of a bond dragging behind him. Didn’t he realize what he meant to Kota? Being bonded against your will wasn't a good feeling, he understood that much. He had apologized every single day since, pouring out words, gifts, gestures, anything to try to make it right. He had tried to explain, to beg, to show him that he hadn’t meant for it to happen. But no matter what he did, every ounce of effort seemed useless. Every stolen glance in the cafeteria, every moment of watching Inojin laugh with his classmates, every glimpse of him drenched in swea

One Down Two To Go.

The guest room was quiet, Tatsuya’s apartment reflected him perfectly, neat, crisp, and simple. After Inojin’s breakdown at the clinic, Taiga had been the one to calm him down. He had pulled the trembling omega aside, pressed a hand to his shoulder, and calmed him with his pheromones. “I’ll leave now. After five minutes, walk out of the building and enter the red car in the parking lot. Okay?” Inojin had nodded, he trusted the Luna even if they've only ever competed against eachother on the court. Something in Taiga’s presence made him obey without question, his Instinct could feel it, an omega drawn to the security of a Luna. That was how they ended up here. Inojin was now bundled in a blanket, sitting cross-legged on the wide bed, his face waa pale and eyes still rimmed red. Tatsuya leaned against the wall near the bedroom door, arms folded. Taiga sat on the sofa, waiting for someone to speak. The silence broke with Tatsuya’s voice. “So… you’re already bonded to him?” H

Chatter Box.

He thought it was going to be easy this time too. With Inojin, it had been. Inojin had been desperate, clinging to any strand of safety he could find, practically begging for protection. But Taka was different. Taka was mated, happily mated, and inserting himself into that equation felt like trying to split stone with his bare hands. Approaching him with a proposal like this was going to be near impossible. Or at least, that’s what Taiga believed. He’d followed him discreetly to a nearby park carefully. Taka wasn’t with Midorin this time, getting him alone was tough, the Omega seemed to follow the Enigma around. But this time he was walking with another guy Taiga didn’t care enough to identify. Wearing a pair of tinted glasses, sneakers, and shorts, Taiga chose a park bench and sat. A black mask covered his nose and mouth. He opened his phone and pretended to be preoccupied. The plan was simple. Lure Taka to the café where Tatsuya was waiting. Draw him in, plant the seed, and

Passing Of The Baton.

School was over for the year, but the third years’ graduation ceremony still had to hold. Although not many people knew how Taiga looked outside of school, he still bumped into other teams he’d played against and got stared at a lot when he walked around, sometimes he notices some when he took the train when he didn't feel like driving. When the ceremony was finally over, students gathered around the third years, bidding them goodbye. Some cried, some were happy, it was all mixed feelings. Izumi called for a meeting, Since she was graduating alongside Rin, Takuri, and some of their teammates. The moment Taiga stepped foot into the gym all eyes turned toward him, eyes instantly locking with Maya's who leaned on one of the benchs. He congratulated the third years graduating before walking up to Maya. “Hey,” he said, rubbing at his neck. “Hey? Really, Taiga?” Maya replied, looking disappointed. “At least you could have pick my calls. I understand you’re dealing with the whole find

A Letter Of Disaster.

It had started snowing when Dante let himself into Taiga’s apartment. More like barged into his apartment, he hadn’t even sent a message. The living room smelled faintly of fresh coffee and the woody undertone of Taiga’s pheromones, Dante dropped himself lazily onto the sofa, stretching out as though the apartment belonged to him. When Taiga finally came out from his bedroom, towel draped over his head, he jumped “Jesus, Dante? What are you doing here?, you really have to stop doing this unannounced....thing.” he says hands on his chest. Dante smirked, gaze dragging down the damp curve of Taiga’s neck. “What does it look like You’ve been hiding from me.” “I’m not hiding.” Taiga tossed the towel onto a chair. “I’ve been busy.” Dante stood, his steps deliberately slow. “Busy ? or you're avoiding me? which is it. ” he says sighing. Taiga sends him a glare, "yeah when your psychotic friend is the reason I'm in this situation, you really shouldn't be snarky " , he says, watchin

Jealousy And Pain.

Tatsuya opened his door to find murasame standing there, towering over him. Nobody except Taiga and his pack members knew this address. He'd been avoiding him, something was going on with his body that he didn't understand. He suspects Murasame was aware and before he uses it to his advantage he was going to break up with him and leave. That was the plan but anytime he tried, he had this terrible headache that persisted until he gave up on the idea, like something was fighting him. He looked at the figure looming over him, "How did you find this place? " he says collecting himself, not stepping aside for him to enter his apartment. "You've been avoiding me, i show i up infront of your door and this is what you ask?" murasame says, clearly ticked off by the supposedly rude gesture Tatsuya was displaying. " How did you get this apartment?, we came to Japan together, when did you find the time to get this space" he asks, they had met in America when murasame and his team went on a tri

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