It was a bit mild that morning as Keith got out of Shiro's minivan. Yet just chilly enough to warrant long sleeves, so that's what he wore that day. A black shirt with a large My Chemical Romance logo across the front. He also had on red jeans that ripped at his knees and frayed at the bottoms.

There was a gentle breeze that blew through Keith's hair as he sat down at his usual bench, being that Lance wasn't occupying it this time. He still was not alone, however. He could sense another presence across from him.

On another bench sat a person, the one with all too familiar white hair that fell past his shoulders. Keith had never even gotten his full name, or even gotten a very good look at the male before then. But he seemed to have a creamy yellow color filling what were supposed to be the whites of his eyes. And the irises were an indistinguishable hue. Purple or royal blue or something in between.

" Oh~" He spoke, making Keith jump at first. " You again."

The omega looked off to the side diffidently. The vibes coming off this guy spelled trouble, or maybe danger. But whatever it be, they were definitely not pleasant, and Keith didn't like it one bit. " Where's that boyfriend of yours? Did you finally come to your senses and realize you're too beautiful to settle for that?" He asked in a very low voice, implying that his boyfriend wasn't good enough.

" No. He didn't actually." Growled Lance, who had showed up at the absolute perfect time. Keith could finally breathe again upon seeing him, he felt a million times safer just knowing his alpha was there. " You okay, Babe? Was he bothering you again?" Lance asked, sitting next to the omega who didn't say anything. He only scooted in closer to him out of instinct, and maybe a little bit of fear.

" So... I never did catch either of your names..." The mysterious alpha said, keeping an almost hungry eye on Keith.

" That's because we didn't give them to you, chode-nugget." The quarterback rolled his eyes, pulling the smaller boy against his side protectively.

" Well, my name is not ' chode-nugget' but if you wish you call me that you may. My name is, Lotor." He smiled, crossing his legs in a confident manner.

" Nobody asked but- wait! Lotor?! As in principle Zarkon's son, Lotor?!" Lance exclaimed, not really believing that it could be him.

Keith perked up upon hearing this. Zarkon's son, according to the latest lunch table gossip, had been kicked out of private school for doing something really horrible. No one knew exactly what, but they had all heard that everyone at his old school hated him now because of it.

" W-what did you do that got you th-thrown out of your other school?" The omega's voice was shaking without control, he was honestly scared of Lotor, even if he'd never admit to it.

The doors were being unlocked earlier than usual, apparently. Because the secretary was just coming up with the keys to let them in.

" Don't worry your pretty little head about it," Lotor got up, going for the now open entrance. " I have a feeling you'll find out first hand eventually..." He said in a cocky voice, it was very clear how full of himself he was.

" And just what is that supposed to mean?!" Lance snarled. But Keith had quite the idea of what he meant. He shuddered at the thought, not even wanting to think about anything so vile. It was a very vivid picture in his head, and he prayed that it would never take place anywhere besides his mind.

The creepy male just smiled evilly, before walking inside without bothering to answer the question. Leaving a slightly terrified Keith and a very worked up Lance sitting on the bench, now all by their lonesome outside.

" C-can we stay out here for a while?" The omega gripped the alpha's wrist, preventing him from standing.

" Yeah...?" He paused, taking Keith's hand into his own. " Is he really getting to you that much?" Lance raised an eyebrow out of concern.

" I don't know..." The cheerleader tried to look down but the larger male only tilted his head back, with a light grip of Keith's chin. Their eyes met in a soft, loving gaze.

" I'm not going to let anything happen, you know I'm here to protect you right?" His voice was tinged with emotion, and little sparks of anger at Lotor.

Keith wanted to protest, to insist that he didn't need protection. That he wasn't just some helpless little puppy who couldn't do anything on his own. But he also new if the time ever came, and if Lotor ever dared to touch him, there wouldn't be very much he himself would be able to do about it. He was an omega, which meant he was small. And wasn't nearly as strong as alphas could be. " Hey... are you listening?"

" Y-yeah... sorry." The omega apologized quietly.

" We'll stay out here, though. I just want you to feel safe with me..." Lance gave a weak smile, trying to keep his frustration at bay. The fact that someone could make Keith feel like this was really eating at him.

" Okay." The smaller male leaned his head on the other's shoulder, enjoying the body heat practically radiating off him.

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Practice had gone smoothly for once, mostly because Keith was on the bench the whole time. Even though he was pretty much cleared to stunt again, Lance had made it very clear that he wouldn't allow it. And the omega was fine with it, considering the idea of flying again so soon was beyond unsettling.

Lance's football practice, however, was not nearly as easy. On top of what had happened this morning, he still had to deal with Lotor. Because he of course had also decided to join the Lion's team, and the school allowed it, despite how late it was in the season already. Stupid privileged son of the principle.

It was bad enough that they had to be on the team together, it couldn't get much worse right? Well... as it turned out... things had a funny way of escalating.

Lotor was also a quarterback, the star of his old school. But now that he had been disowned, he was vying for his former glory, AKA Lance's spot. And the alpha was not having it, he wanted Lotor gone.

And that's why tension in the locker room soared to new heights. With Keith in there as well, both of the alpha's scents were especially strong, and filling their surroundings. The omega almost couldn't stand it, how thick the air was becoming.

" So..." Said Lotor-who had purposely chosen a locker near Lance's- " do I get a strip show today or what?" He was talking directly to Keith, and acting as though the other quarterback wasn't even there.

The smaller male only felt his cheeks heat up in anger, and he couldn't even go to change in the stall because Lotor was blocking his way.

" I- I only do that for Lance..." Keith surprisingly managed to speak. His knees felt like Jell-O, but not in a good way. Even with his alpha there, he still felt on edge, and was remarkably jumpy.

" Yeah. You heard him, so back off you horndog." Lance smirked, proud of Keith for standing up for himself. He wanted Lotor to know just how taken the omega was.

" He's not yours, I don't see your name on him, Lance." Unfortunately Lotor has learned the boys' names at practice today. And neither of them could even tolerate the way he sounded when saying them.

Lance dropped the shirt he was about to put on, clenching his fists.

" Have you taken a look at his neck?" He smirked, seeing as the hickeys from a few days ago were still prominent.

" That doesn't mean anything." Lotor laughed, slapping his knee. Considering the things he'd done, of course some marks didn't seem like much.

Keith was just standing there, facing the lockers, and he wasn't daring enough to even start changing. He figured he could wait until Lotor left.

Lance raised a single brow in a cocky gesture. Like hell he would let the other football player say things like that.

He walked around the bench, wearing nothing but his blue jeans as he took a hold of Keith's arm.

The boy was startled at first until he realized it was Lance. He went a bright shade of red as he got lifted, and pressed against the lockers. The omega's legs wrapped around Lance's waist, and his arms met behind his neck instinctively.

" You're mine." The alpha growled in Keith's ear, his hot breath causing chills to race down the boy's spine. His voice was deep and seemingly rattling to his insides. And the hands on the under area of his thighs had a firm grip that, no doubt, was leaving defined prints.

Lance bared his teeth before smothering Keith's lips with his own. The smaller male made a small whimper, feeling kind of weirded out. Yet this was all unbelievably hot, the way Lance went about proving his dominance.

As much as he didn't want to be labeled as property, Keith loved the feeling of it, being Lance's omega. He tasted ridiculously sweet, despite alphas normally having more musky flavors to them. But that was just another thing about him that Keith couldn't get enough of.

He moaned into the kiss a little louder than before, and Lance squeezed on the boy's thighs harder. They had both almost forgotten that Lotor was even there, which was a very nice perk in all this.

The breath was being sapped from Keith's lungs, and they had only just started. That was just how powerful Lance's lips could be, they could drive him nearly crazy one minute, and leave him desperate for air another. There was practically steam coming off of them as Lance pulled away slowly. There was a small bridge of saliva that connected their tongues together.

Keith was left feeling almost numb, and his panting was just a sign of how far they'd taken things.

" I-I'm yours..." He found himself saying, which earned a devilish grin from Lance. He turned around to make a snarky comment to Lotor, but the other quarterback was already gone.

" Heh heh." The alpha chuckled to himself, realizing he still had the boy pressed between him and the wall of lockers. He gently put Keith back so that his feet were on the ground again, it still amazed him how light the cheerleader was.

" Lance..." The omega asked with a reluctance in his voice.

" Yeah?"

" I- I really don't know if that was the best idea..." Keith glanced to the side and down. " Getting Lotor jealous could make him act-"

" Act like what? I'm here, and look, he left didn't he?" Lance stared into the boy's stormy purple eyes, trying to get a read on his emotions.

" But-"

" But what?"

Keith attempted to avoid eye contact, but he felt the larger male pulling his face forward.

" There's something I haven't told you..." He said in a very quiet, whisper-like tone. And the other waited for him to finish his sentence, with a glimpse of worry in his beading eyes. " I... I haven't had my first heat yet... so I don't know when it comes or when I need to be indoors..." Keith was truly terrified of starting it in public, because every alpha would be after him the second they smelled it.

" When it happens I'll be the first to know... Keith nobody is going to get you. Especially someone like him." Lance pulled the omega into a light embrace. But he still couldn't stop thinking about all the times Shiro had warned him about everything, about being outside when you're in heat. It was just so dangerous. " So please don't worry about it anymore... I'll be here to keep the others away."

The cheerleader nodded, but he knew that him and Lance weren't always side by side. Sure, they were together very often, but not every minute of every single day. So who was to say something couldn't happen in-between?

(( Hey, Loves!! How's it going? Anyways, here is part 12, and let me just say, the next chapter is going to be awkward as all hell. Buuuuut ... I'm evil that way. I hope you like sexual tension, and Shiro right in the middle of it! ))