AN: Will Nana ever finish anything she currently has on her plate? Yes. Soon. Hopefully. But before spoopy Halloweeny times are upon us – I got really passionate to get started on this new AU.
Note: For the most part this story will be T+ but I'm rating it M just in case it does steer off a bit with scenarios/description words. Still undecided on how in-between or more M than T this will be but better be safe than sorry.
TW: mentions of alcohol, drugs, needles, abuse and other 'dark' themes will be present. Consider yourself warned.
Ps. When I say 'knot' I mean it as in 'get pregnant'/not in the actual way wolves mate. And full moons occur once every month so that's a time when they're forced to change into wolf form.
Summary: A city wolf running away from obligations. A rural wolf running away from traditions. Crossing paths on one fated night. Meanwhile an unknown evil lurks in the shadows. Kacchako w/slight Kirimina/Tododeku. Werewolf AU.
For anyone who cares to discover new music.
Today's song: Beautiful Things by DJ Tiesto.
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Crave You
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Beautiful Things
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Run, Katsuki, run.
Heart thumping.
Limbs burning.
Breathing ragged.
Teeth sharpening.
Vision shifting into night mode.
Run, Katsuki, run.
His mind was screaming at him.
Ignore the pain, ignore the fatigue, ignore everything his instincts know. Everything except for his surroundings in the dark woods being illuminated by a glistening full moon.
"Argh!" the young man yelps, tripping on a thick root sticking out from a tree. Knees and palms getting dirtied by a patch of mud on the ground. Clutching onto his numbed left arm, he feels it slowly coming back to life.
Those assholes managed to inject him with a heavy dose of lidocaine and some other shit to slow him down. Possibly make him sleepy as he furiously blinked his red glowing eyes.
He wasn't going down without a fight.
Right here, right now he needed to get the hell out of the winding woods and find other people to mask his scent. But he knew he couldn't do that either, feeling as his body would spasm in slowed down intervals. Shifting into wolf form was a lengthy, pain inducing process but not nearly as torturous as how he's currently feeling with the added drugs.
He's only seventeen.
Running away from a council made up of members he's grown up respecting and disrespecting. Being groomed since he was a young pup for a role he's never wanted. He isn't the only candidate but he knew they were playing favorites with him.
Katsuki was lucky to be born from two alpha parents. Already having admirable, desirable traits since birth. But he's never been the type to play by the rules.
He wasn't going to give the current true alpha the pleasure of challenging him for the 'throne.' Besides he's pretty sure the true alpha wasn't looking to retire any time soon. That fucker could go to hell for all Katsuki cared even if he admits there are some things that didn't sit well with him in their society.
It's not his problem to fix everyone else's mess or keep tabs on who's following the rules and who isn't.
It was all corrupt bullshit anyway.
Growing up as a city wolf, Katsuki was raised to be loyal to the true alpha. While packs were smaller, sticking to immediate family members – they all were obligated to take orders from the true alpha, the overseer of the entire city clan.
If the true alpha says run, everyone asks how fast. If he says jump, they ask how high.
"AHH!" Katsuki loudly winces. Feeling his spine rearranging itself as he claws at his shirt, arching his back. The vibrant moon was calling to his inner wolf instincts. He needed to shift, needed to let the wolf out. He screams at the sound of his bones wanting to force the change. Cracking and breaking repeatedly into themselves as he desperately rolls in the chilled mud while gritting sharpened canines.
"NO!" he pleads to the howling wind, hating how raspy and broken he sounds. Thinking about how he didn't want to be dragged back to the true alpha's chambers to accept such a high honor he's never asked for. Didn't want to be branded and marked as a successor to a fucked up throne. No one ever said it out loud but a true alpha ran his kingdom like an underground yakuza.
That isn't who Katsuki is.
It's not the kind of leader he ever wants to be but the one he's expected to be.
He can't live a miserable life like that. One filled with riches, luxury, and unlimited power. He'd be expected to be a ruthless leader and then eventually knot as many perfect female candidates as possible. The more pups with various partners would ensure his powerful alpha lineage would survive generations to come.
Run, Katsuki, run.
His mind roars, telling him to suck it up and endure the pain. He's never stopped a shift in the middle of it. Doesn't know how the hell he even manages to as he feels the control coming back to him.
Slowly, he gets up using the thick tree bark to balance himself. Looking down at his white shirt, it's clawed and torn, covered in mud and autumn leaves. He decides to shred his shirt off his body, bending down to dunk it into mud and then rubbing it against several trees to confuse the council members hot on his trail.
He could sense that they weren't very far, probably just waiting for the drugs they injected him with to take effect. Those idiots severely underestimated his true strength.
Leaving torn pieces from his shirt in all directions, he knew his scent would be faint due to the mud masking it but at least it'd buy him time before they found the right scent to lead.
Katsuki ran from the location making sure to jump over the tree roots sticking out this time. When he felt he had a good distance, he decided to leave another marker as be unzipped his jeans and peed on a tree stump. His scent would be the most potent there but it still wouldn't be enough to find him. He shakes and tucks himself, zipping back up as he rubs wild lavender on his chest, armpits, and neck from a nearby bush. Running in the opposite direction from his straight path, he takes a sharp right and then left, following the vibrations rumbling his inner ear drums.
A party.
It had to be a party!
The blond can't afford to get distracted by his brief moment of relief. He still wasn't, quite literally out of the woods just yet.
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Katsuki didn't expect to find a rave in the middle of nowhere. The nearest town had to be at least twenty miles away.
He's exhausted, finally feeling whatever cocktail of fluids they had injected him with but the alpha in him wouldn't go down without a fight. As he steps out into the clearing of the woods, the hairs on the back of his neck tingle as his first step onto gravel makes a rattling sound.
Looking down, he sees that he stepped onto an orange black light paint pen. It was the perfect disguise seeing as he's sweaty, shirtless and covered in dirt and lavender petals.
He quickly drew random patterns onto his biceps and chest highlighting his abs with the paint as he wasted no time in blending into the crowded warehouse. The place reeked of elevated teenage hormones, alcohol, drugs, and the casual hook up.
But there was one scent that had his nostrils flaring at.
An omega.
One littered in multiple chemical scents.
Katsuki hones into the location of the scent feeling as if it were a blessing in disguise.
He finds the person in question leaning against the back wall near the restrooms. Alone. A fairly tall figure, not nearly as tall as he, with black hair pulled into a small ponytail and red curious eyes staring at the approaching blond.
Katsuki doesn't give the guy a chance to speak up when he roughly curls his shaky fingers into the omega's tattered jean vest and slams his lips against his. He hears the guy loudly moan in his ears, tuning out the bass boost and cheers of the party goers.
He couldn't explain it but he instantly knew this omega was the answer to his problems.
Pulling away, the guy grabs him by the wrist and leads him into the men's restroom. Luckily it wasn't nearly crowded as the female's nor having puffs of smoke clouds coming in and out of it.
"Whoa dude, you're a great kisser but don't think I'm handing out freebies just because you've got skills" the black-haired male speaks up with an amused grin.
"What's an omega doing out here?" Katsuki ignores his comment and goes straight for his own question.
"Name's Eijirou, not 'omega'" Eijirou uses air quotes for emphasis, "and I could ask the same about yourself, Mr. Alpha" He wanted to say how he could smell his alpha rank the moment he stepped into the warehouse but kept it to himself.
Katsuki lets a 'tsk' rumble his dry throat as he continues, "it's a full moon tonight so how the fuck aren't you shifting?"
Eijirou coolly leans against a sink covered in various stickers and marker scribbles. He crosses his arms and shrugs nonchalantly. "Homemade suppressant. Doesn't always work but hey I'll take my chances when it does"
It's in that moment that an idea sparks in Katsuki's head. He closes the gap between himself and Eijirou, chests and foreheads touching as the blond stares directly into mirroring red eyes and whispers.
"Can you make a suppressant for me?"
Eijirou whimpers from the close proximity and the sheer power emitting from the alpha's natural aura.
"Yes, but what do I call you?"
Katsuki gives Eijirou a ferocious smile.
"My name. Katsuki"
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Two years later, Katsuki never thought a chance encounter with an omega selling party drugs in a warehouse rave would change his life so much.
He managed to escape the council members that night, evading their every advantage for a whole three months before they suddenly gave up on finding him. Technically, he wasn't needed until he comes of age at twenty.
Currently nineteen with only mere months ticking down towards his doom - he knew it was time to get the hell out of Japan. He was thinking about going up towards Northern Japan first for some time before moving borders into Russia and then seeing where his journey would lead him next.
Katsuki would finally get to live a life as the pseudo omega that he's been pretending to be for the past two years. Leaving Asia meant no more hiding from his forced upon obligations anymore.
He's kept a low profile for the past two years, made a decent life for himself in that time. Eijirou had given him a roof over his head and late-night diner escapades to look forward to but it was time to move on.
Katsuki will always be grateful to the real omega who not only had to deal with his temperamental attitude but also supply him with alpha pheromone suppressing injections made specifically for him.
Sitting on the creaky couch that he'd call a bed for the past two years, the blond splashed rubbing alcohol on a bicep. Prepping it for his monthly injection made up of a low dosage of wolfsbane and some other shit Eijirou refuses to tell him. Just so that he wouldn't be able to fully disappear from the now red-head's life and have a reasonable excuse to come back whenever he needs more suppressants.
Katsuki grunts as he visibly sees the liquid travel through his veins remembering a time when the side effects of the experimental drug had been absolutely terrible. Eijirou freaked out thinking he had killed the alpha when Katsuki passed out the entire day, the first time he took it.
Not knowing much about the mysterious alpha asking for his help back then, Eijirou had assumed the worst. Thinking that someone would be coming for him if he didn't hide the body and feign innocence. He had already been formulating plans to run away when Katsuki came to and nearly clobbered him for thinking he was dead.
"I've packed you six months' worth of shots so you better come back to me once you're on number five" Eijirou speaks up, coming out of his bedroom with a first aid kit. The kit contained the essentials plus the vials of the alpha suppressant and clean syringes.
"What are you, my mother?" Katsuki rolls his eyes amused by the red-head's obvious worry. He wraps up the used syringe, getting up to go discard it into the biohazard bin located by their kitchen wall.
"Quit being an ass for once. Y'know I'm gonna miss you like hell!" Eijirou playfully whines going towards the couch to stuff the small kit into Katsuki's single black backpack. The one and only thing he was planning on taking with him on his travels to who knows where in Russia.
"Yeah, yeah. That's why I'm letting you throw me one last hoorah" Katsuki dismissively tells him. He's never had to say goodbye to someone he actually cares about that isn't family. Leaving his parents behind felt easier than leaving Eijirou who's become an irreplaceable friend to him.
He thinks of them as friends because they weren't lovers. Never have been.
The first time they met, Katsuki only kissed him in order to further mask his scent with an omega's.
They've fucked once in the past but it was only because Eijirou's a dumbass who suppresses his shifts during full moons. No matter how much Katsuki drilled it into his head that he needs to let the wolf out every once in a while – Eijirou was adamant about refusing to.
It wasn't until a year into them rooming together that the red-head finally opened up to him and told him the reason why he hates to shift. It gave Katsuki insight as to why he had no choice but to use his alpha dominance on the omega. They had never brought up that one night and now it made sense to the blond.
"Get ready to have the wildest night of your life!" Eijirou excitedly tells him as he leans his entire torso against the counter dividing the living room and kitchen. He reaches over to get the black light paint pens from the kitchen's counter and hands the assortment to Katsuki to pick the color he wants.
Red eyes gleam with mischief as Katsuki allows a genuine smile appear on his face.
"Alright. Fuck me up" he laughs as he picks his signature neon orange pen.
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"Take this and this and don't ask questions" Eijirou tells Katsuki leaning into him to whisper into his ear. The red-head hands him a small pill and a shot of vodka, standing by the bar and patiently waiting for the blond to take his party offerings.
"Smartass!" Katsuki lightly chuckles at the shot of vodka in his hand.
"Figured you should start getting used to it now if you're moving to Russia" Eijirou says in his normal voice but Katsuki catches his every word and flips him off with a grin before popping in the pill and downing the drink.
Tonight was the blond's farewell party at their usual hangout - the rave warehouse in the middle of nowhere. The place was known for its black light theme, not having a definite dress code. As long as party goers brought a black light pen as their entry fee, then they were free to roam. Katsuki never really went out of his way to put costumes on but humored Eijirou for once seeing as they wouldn't be seeing each other in quite some time.
He was wearing black jeans, combat boots, a pair of glittery black devil wings, and orange paint all over his shirtless body.
Katsuki was about to say something as Eijirou drank his own shot but stops his thought when his ears perk up at the incoming wolves entering the warehouse. Three felt familiar but there was a lingering scent of a new unknown rank with them. One stronger than the other three and he didn't like it. Especially with feeling whatever the fuck Eijirou had given him start to kick in and mess with his senses.
"Oh! They're here, brb!" Eijirou signals to his right with the nod of his head. That he was going to go fetch the others. At that, Katsuki relaxes a bit but he can never help the uneasy feeling he'd get whenever they'd come to the raves. This is where his journey started and he wasn't about to have it end here too.
He knows the red-head went to get their friends Denki and Hanta along with Eijirou's girlfriend Mina but there was always that small fear of the council finding him. Of them trying to drag his ass back now that he's almost of age to finish grooming him.
As the strobe lights begin to blend into each other and voices become distorted around him. Katsuki feels a bit of self-control slip away from him as his muscles begin to relax and his head grows lighter with a need to simply let loose. Forget about his troubles for a moment and have fun.
He doesn't realize the moment his body guided him away from the bar area and into the main dance floor. His initial alerts dying down into a meaningless numbness once the pill kicked in. No longer keeping track of where the new scent lingered off to once his group of friends split. He could still faintly detect Eijirou but his scent was being swarmed by delta ranks.
Katsuki wasn't one to dance with strangers but for once he allowed two pairs of slender arms touch his scorching skin. Twins. He could tell even as the DJ completely turned off the lights to let their neon painted bodies bounce even more off the strobe lights.
He didn't need to be an alpha to be considered irresistible.
The twins grabbed their own neon green paint pens, drawing random geometric designs on his skin while they tried getting him to feel them up through their skimpy clothing. Katsuki could smell the sex coming right off of them but it did nothing for him when he caught an intoxicating scent. Someone had bumped right into his side sending an instant electric shock to his core. While his eyes were closed, basking in the party vibes.
He felt the shockwave deliciously travel through his entire body before taking a moment to exhale and reopen his glowing red eyes. No human would suspect his glowing eyes as a sign of being in the presence of an alpha wolf. And no wolf would think he was anything but an omega due to the suppressant coursing through his veins.
Eijirou's pills never did last him very long but they did always manage to heighten some parts of his senses while turning others off. He stops the twins from whatever they think they're doing to seduce him, hearing them complain that he was ditching them. He maneuvers his body across the dance floor gaining some control back by blinking the glow of his eyes away.
His entire body was shaking with excited anticipation. Feeling it down to a molecular level as the wolf side of him internally howled in delight at the intoxicating scent growing sweeter around him.
Katsuki was on the hunt for this new scent. This new rank.
Threat or no threat, he'd get an answer soon enough.
A streak of neon pink catches his hungry eyes when he comes to a halt. Finding his prey, his eyes study the petite brunette completely oblivious to him. She was dancing with Mina. Both women grinding against each other in a fit of giggles. They were giving other men a show while they let the music move them.
Glowing pink lips, highlighted pink cherub cheeks, and neon pink paint scribbles all over her body.
Wearing a white romper and wedges with white glittering angel wings.
Brunette hair tied into a messy bun.
A beta wolf.
Katsuki subconsciously licked his lips and lowly growled.
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Done! To be continued.
I already know this fic is gonna be torture trying to keep it at a decently paced slow burn but OOF. I can tell y'all now that the Kacchako will be one spicy meat-o-ball. *Chef's kiss*
On the bright side, I'm not gonna be keeping tabs on how long each chapter is. Compared to my vamp au where I'm trying to keep them fairly short.
Get ready for Alpha/Beta/Delta/Omega dynamics! I'll explain wolf related things at the beginning AN's as things roll out. Like knotting, heats, full moons, weaknesses, etc.
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I don't own Katsuki Bakugou nor Ochako Uraraka and all other characters mentioned or those that will be used in this fic – Boku No Hero Academia is owned by Kohei Horikoshi.