Chapter 1
He didn't know how it had all started, but he had been at home, walking along the stone pathways that connected the various gardens of the Estate together, just a few days after his seventh birthday–the day he had Presented–but that didn't really matter much. He thought that it may have been the Elders, his father, his mother, was it one of his siblings? Or maybe even himself? He wasn't really quite sure, but...
"Fugaku!" The brunette turned towards the voice.
"Mother?" He watched as his mother stormed up to him and grasped at his shoulders.
"Mother-?" The older Uchiha glared at his son, Fugaku's lips thinned and his brows furrowed.
"What did you do?" His mother demanded.
"I don't-? I don't understand? What-?" Setsuna glared.
"Don't play stupid with me, Fugaku! Your Father spoke to me! He's even looking for you!" He whisper-yelled.
"Mother!" He whispered, disbelief threaded between his teeth.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" He shook his head as he spoke.
"Fugaku-" Setsuna was interrupted but angered and rushed footsteps that came from around one of the corners of the large, traditional home. The brunette bit the inside of his cheek as his father stormed around the corner, his eyes full with fury. Fugaku's eyes instantly fell to the ground in front of his feet.
"Alpha-sama." Setsuna greeted.
"Otō-sama." He and his mother synchronized quietly as his father stormed up to them, Setsuna's hands falling to his sides as the two Uchiha Omega bowed slightly.
"Fugaku." The Alpha seethed, completely ignoring his Mate.
"Hai." He spoke quietly. The Alpha glared down his nose at his youngest.
"Is it true?" Fugaku kept his eyes on the ground. The brunette was so confused. What did they mean?
"I don't understand what you mean, Otō-sama." He spoke just loud enough for his father to hear him. The Alpha snarled, his hand fisting in his youngests' hair, forcing him to look up at the Alpha. Fugaku whimpered in pain, keeping his eyes from looking any further up onto his fathers face than his chin.
"The Elders summoned me!" His father raged, he then continued.
"Do you know how embarrassed I was?! I sat there for an hour, the Elders questioning me on why I had not Sired a second Alpha Pup! Tekka Presented as Alpha! At least Kagami Presented as Beta! Why couldn't you?! You just had to disappoint this family once again, didn't you?!" He raged. Fugaku whimpered as his Sire pulled on his hair.
"O-Otō-sama, p-please-" He sniffled, getting cut off as his father let go of his hair, raising his hand towards the brunette.
"You dare to be born premature and sickly now you present as Omega! Do you know how utterly shameful it is?! The direct line of the Uchiha Clan, Fugaku! And you dare go and Present as Omega of all things?!" The Alpha's hand made contact with the Omega's soft, rounded cheek. Fugaku fell to the ground, cradling his rapidly bruising cheek.
"Alpha!" His mother almost fell to his knees as he knelt down beside him as he looked up towards his father.
"O-Otō-sama-" The Alpha shook his head.
"You are a disgrace to this line- to this family." His eyes widened as his mother gasped.
"Madara!" He scolded, the Alpha looked down at his Mate.
"Quiet! Don't try to hide it! The whole Clan knows it's the truth!" He snarled.
Fugaku tried to keep his tears at bay, least he want to truly make his father furious. Madara knelt so that he was somewhat eye level with the younger Omega, fisting his hand into Fugaku's hair once more.
"Look at me." He demanded, the brunette's teary, charcoal eyes snapping to look directly into the Alpha's own angered ebony gaze.
"Don't disappoint me- or this family- any more than you have- any more than usual- do you understand me, boy?" He nodded as much as he could in his fathers hold.
"H-Hai, I-I understand, Otō-sama." Madara nodded, letting the Omega's hair go. As the Alpha walked away, Fugaku finally burst into silent tears, his mother tucking his face into the crook of his neck, the rest of his body molding into his Dame.
"Mommy," He sniffled, "I-I'm sorry, Mommy." He whined, something that was purely Omegan, Setsuna crooned.
"Come Child. Let's get you checked out, and then I'll show you how to build a Nest." Fugaku looked up into his mothers shiny, jet black eyes.
"Really Mommy? You're not... Not disappointed in me?" Setsuna shook his head.
"No. I'm not disappointed in you." Fugaku teared a little more.
"But I-I'm a disgrace, a-aren't I?" Setsuna looked down at his Pup.
"Oh, no, Sweetheart, you aren't a disgrace. I'm so sorry for the way I acted earlier, I didn't know it was about your Presentation." Fugaku hummed, sniffling.
"I understand, Mommy." His mother purred, something he didn't always do.
"It doesn't excuse my actions Child, but thank you, and you're only seven, Fugaku. You haven't lived long, so you have time ahead of you to learn. Let's go have a nap, hmm?" Big, round eyes looked up at the Omega.
"You're not busy?" He said. Setsuna shook his head.
"No," The older Omega stood up and picked his son up, his forearm under his backside to cradle the Pup against his front, "I'll teach you how to be a proper Omega, I promise, Fugaku." The brunette hummed, nuzzling into his mothers neck.
~~~Eleven Years Later~~~
"Otō-sama," A tall, lean Omega was knelt before Madara's low desk, "You... Called for me, Otō-sama?" Madara hummed, not looking up at his youngest Pup.
Fugaku's lips thinned, his eyes trained on the tatami flooring in front of him, not daring to look any further than the edge of his fathers low desk that sat right in front of him. The two sat in silence, Madara busy with work and Fugaku internally panicking about the potential reasons on why he was called to have a private conversation, with his father.
"Fugaku." The Alpha spoke first. Fugaku barely kept himself from squeaking.
"H-Hai, Otō-sama?" The Alpha watched as his youngest Pups fists tightened where they were rested in his lap.
"You are almost eighteen, yes?" Fugaku nodded softly.
"H-Hai, Otō-sama." Madara hummed, once again turning back to his work. Fugaku's wide eyes stared at the Alpha before immediately turning them down to the tatami floors.
"I want you to meet with a friend of mines Alpha Pup in a few months." This time Fugaku did squeak in surprise.
"Otō-sama?" Madara sighed.
"You are reaching the age where I allow you to start potential Courtships." Fugaku stared at his fathers hands.
"Hai," He nodded, "Hai, Otō-sama." Madara hummed again.
"How are your studies coming along?" The brunette folded into himself.
"They are going well-" Fugaku was interrupted by a short, Beta maid rushing into the room, bowing.
"Uchiha-sama!" She panted. The Alpha nodded and the woman was ushered forward. She knelt down next to the Alpha and held a hand up to whisper into his ear discreetly. She side-eyed the Omega, the jealousy almost clear in her wisteria coloured eyes.
It was no secret that the maids of the Uchiha household were jealous of Fugaku's looks. The Omega had come from a long line of gorgeous Beta woman and Omega after all.
Fugaku kept his eyes lowered, in case his father got a fit of rage-not that it always really helped much- and decided to take it out on him. Madara stood and turned to him.
"You are dismissed." Fugaku nodded.
"Hai, Otō-sama." He got up, bowed, and left. That was that for the next few months. Fugaku was always waiting for the other shoe to drop whenever his father was near him. The Alpha hadn't punished him in a while and it made Fugaku's anxieties rise-not that he was complaining, no, no.-He was grateful for whatever was happening that kept his Fathers attention occupied with other things and not him and his studies.
But sometimes... Sometimes it were times like these that Fugaku missed his Dame. The days where he wanted to curl up in his Nest and nap with him making him want to cry.
In a few days he'd have meet the Alpha he was supposed to Mate with, the day that he was to meet his future Mate.
~~~A Week Later~~~
His Sire had him wake up even earlier than usual, had him almost completely doused in sweet smelling oils, had his hair be brushed and lightly oiled. Everything to make Fugaku look- and apparently smell- appealing.
It was half an hour to lunch when he met her. The tall woman, so obviously Alpha, was beautiful. Fugaku couldn't keep himself from flushing, trying his hardest but only seeming to make his ears flame even worse.
Luckily, he was one of the few that, when he blushed, it was only his ears that did so. He kept his head low as the She-Alpha approached his Sire just a few feet away from him. His Father introduced him to the guests.
"Hikaku-san, Mikoto-san, this is my youngest, Fugaku." The brunette bows.
"Welcome." He said in a soft voice. Hikaku smiled.
"You raised a polite one." Madara smiled.
"I must correct you, but it was all my Setsuna, Hikaku-san." The older Alpha hummed turning to his own Pup. Fugaku had to suppress a whine and a sob from escaping him when his Sire had mentioned his Dame, his Omega inside longing for the older Omega.
"Why don't you two head to the dining room, hm?" Madara looked towards the brunette. Mikoto nodded and Fugaku bowed slightly.
"Hai, Otō-sama." He bowed towards Hikaku first then to his father before turning to gesture for the Alpha woman to follow after him. He was silent the entire way towards the dining room, the Alpha woman not speaking at all.
Fugaku kept his scent under lock and key, and under scent patches, yet he couldn't help but fret inwardly.
Reasons being: One, he didn't want his father to punish him for some unknown reason that wasn't explained to him, two, he definitely had the hots for the Alpha woman, and three, he was developing a crush on the Alpha.
Fugaku slowed once the sliding door of the dining room was in sight. He felt the Alpha's eyes on the back of his head and he fought to keep himself from flushing. They near the door just as it slid open to reveal the brunettes eldest brother.
"Aniki." Fugaku bowed as he greeted the elder Uchiha.
"Uchiha-sama." The Omega felt the Alpha woman bow behind him. His Aniki nodded towards him and brushed past him as he went to shake hands with the woman.
"Ah, Mikoto-sama. It is good to meet you again." Fugaku's heart dropped as the Alpha woman replied.
"Yes, it is good to see you to Tekka-sama." So the woman knew his eldest Aniki, Fugaku knew it was stupid to start falling for the Alpha. Yes, he knew that was stupid, but he'd thought he'd had had at least the opportunity to speak to the Alpha alone first. Try to show that he wasn't as useless as he looked, as useless as his father portrayed him. He sighed to himself internally.
It was going to be a long night. A long night of sitting still and looking pretty, seen but not heard, barely eating as to not look like a pig whileyou stuff that hideous face of yours Fugaku- he sighed silently once more. Yeah. A long night...
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Fugaku only had one thought. It wasn't particularly great but it wasn't particularly bad either way. He had sat still and pretty, seen but not heard as the three Uchiha Alpha discussed his and Mikoto's wedding.
He was a little excited, he was a little sad. Excited because he'd always dreamed of getting married and finally being useful for something- to someone- but he was also sad because his mother wouldn't be there with him.
The elder Omega had passed during birth-the Pup having been stillborn- only a year after the fated day that his father found out he was Omega. It had broken him more than anything his father had ever said to him during the entire of his-then-seven years of life.
It was just a bit much to handle, if he was being honest. The wedding had been planned for the end of his twentieth year, his father wanting him and Mikoto to Court for at least a year and to be engaged for at least another. He was honestly ready for the day to come...
~~~Two Years Later~~~
His wedding had gone well if Fugaku had to say so himself. He'd felt pretty, he'd felt like he deserved to wear his white garbs. Mikoto had also looked gorgeous, the She-Alpha towering over him in her own black wear.
But...He knew that the peace wouldn't last for very long, the Alpha was nice to an extent. She was nice to Fugaku when they were alone, but when they were with the other Uchiha, he was treated like he didn't even exist.
It had happened a few weeks after they first tried again, Fugaku not taking the night of their wedding so they-Mikoto-decided to try again, instead of waiting the few weeks his Aunt said while he took vitamins, but the world wasn't on his side as Mikoto decided he had decided to go to his Aunt for a checkup.
She said he hadn't taken, again... How would Mikoto react? Would she be understanding? Would she be angry? Mad at him for something he couldn't control? He was only twenty-one. Four years away from being properly fertile.
He didn't exactly know what he was supposed to do to make Mikoto happy. He knew that sex would calm her down, somewhat, he knew that if he let her Bite his Marked Mating Gland over and over again it would calm her down, even if he didn't want her too, but he didn't have much of a choice...
It was either that or he'd be beaten, and he preferred not being beaten. He just wanted a break, honestly. He knew it wouldn't happen, but he could only fantasize.
~~~
It wasn't pretty, was all Fugaku could say. He'd gotten back to the Estate-his Alpha had gotten the place as a gift for their wedding- Mikoto not home yet, so he decided to clean up and make sure he wasn't dirty.
He let the maids know that it would likely turn ugly, so he asked them to try and stay out of the Alpha's way. She had eventually shown up, and Fugaku decided it was better later than never.
"Mikoto," He'd greeted, but the Alpha barely spared him a glance, "Mikoto, please." He sighed.
"What?" The Alpha looked him in the eye. He swallowed, eventually opening his mouth.
"I went to see my Aunt." He said quietly. The Alpha's eyes zero'd in on his before landing onto his stomach.
"And? Did you take?" Fugaku sighed, he shook his head.
"N-No, she says that it'll be difficult-" Fugaku squeaked when the Alpha's hand wrapped around his neck, "M-Mikoto-" He struggled to get out.
"You useless bitch. I gave you all the seed you needed, so why in Kami-sama's name didn't you take?!" She growled, he whimpered as the Alpha's hand tightened.
"Sh-She said I won't take until 25-" Mikoto growled.
"Useless!" She let go of the Omega, letting him fall to the floor as he wheezed and coughed.
She reared her foot back, swinging it forward and into Fugaku's ribs. The Omega wheezed even worse as her foot made impact, feeling something crack.
It had gone on for a few hours at most, Fugaku had lost track of time, likely due to a concussion. The Omega's lightly-tanned skin had been beaten black and blue, at least a few of his ribs broken, cracked or bruised, he thought his wrist was broken but instead of agonising pain, he just felt numb.
He watched as the Alpha walked away as his personal helper-he refused to say servant, Sakumo was anything but one-helped him up. Walking together, as he stumbled and limped, Sakumo keeping a tight hold on him, the Alpha cooing as his Omega friend whimpered at how his Alpha treated him.
"Fuga..., He tried to focus his blurry vision onto the Alpha's face, but his head kept bobbing, "-Gaku." His eyes rolled back as he collapsed into the Alpha's arms in the middle of the hallway.