Shit! Why is he getting in heat again! Come on why does this keep happening he hates being an omega so fucking much—an image flashes in his mind and he had been on his way to Kokonoe High anyway so maybe—he reaches down for the pipe he just dropped—

"Thought I smelled something nice. There's an omega here," says an alpha with a smirk on his face.

    "You okay, luv?" asks his friend. "This your first heat?"

He looks up at them with venom in his eyes.

"Ooh, that's a sharp glare!"

"I'm going to fucking k—"

But that image appears in his head again, of that night with Tōkan, when he was in heat and—and Tōkan said his name—he loses concentration—

"It's dangerous to carry stuff like this around," says the first one who spoke, kicking the pipe away.

"A-asshole!"

"Can you stand?" asks the second one in mock concern, lifting Inori up by the arms and keeping him in a headlock.

I want an alpha. The thought comes unbidden and his whole body flushes with desire. I want one.

...but it's neither of them.

"My place is nearby. How about I take you home?" asks the first one.

But the next second Tōkan is punching that one hard enough to knock him off his feet.

"Thought I smelled you." He looks at the one still holding Inori up. "What have we here, then?"

"Who the fuck are you! We'll kick your ass!"

Tōkan casually reaches down for the pipe and starts twirling it in his hand with some ease. "You wanna go?"

Twirl twirl he hits the corner of the metal pipe holding the swings in place with a very loud clang.

"Then let's fucking go."

...

That one. I want that one.

"N-no, we just—"

    "He seemed sick and—"

But both of them decide at the same time that finishing their sentences is not the best idea and they take off faster than you can say "alpha".

Tōkan watches them run but only relaxes when they're out of sight. After that, he walks up to Inori. "Are you alright? Did they hurt you? Damn you Inori, I thought—what happened to your fighting spirit?"

...no.

He passes out, slumping right into Tōkan's arms.

"—wh—Inori? Are you okay? Inori?!"

Tōkan's place is closer than Inori's, and his father won't be home tonight anyway so whatever. He pulls Inori's mask down to make sure he's going to be breathing properly, then...

...well, first, gently places Inori on the couch so that he has his hands free to stab himself with a tolerant, but after that he goes to the kitchen to grab some water for him. "Why were you even in that park," Tōkan grumbles out loud. "It's nowhere near your house or school..."

"...was headed to your school," he mumbles without opening his eyes.