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Originally I wasn't going to post this work on FanFiction (just on AO3) since FF doesn't have a series option, but in the end I decided some of my followers and favouriters (if you're one, thanks so much!) may not look at my account on AO3 and I wanted people on here to -hopefully- enjoy the story too.

This story occurs at the same time as two other story arcs, all which focus on different pairings in the same AU. At the end of each 'part', I'll put a link to the next story arc that should be read to follow the story better, but everything will be written so if you'd rather just read the one pairing's story, you can without worry you'll miss anything.

Sorry if this is confusing! Hope you enjoy, please leave comments and reviews!

Warnings: For chapters that will have possible violence, possible dubcon, graphic sex, male x male. If you don't like, don't read!

Disclaimer: I do not own the concept of, nor any of the characters of Free! Iwatobi Swim Club.

Note: This is also posted on AO3 under my alias 'Snakebite'.

He felt like he couldn't breathe, like something dark and heavy was suffocating him. Haru stood with his cerulean eyes opened wide in shock, his mouth parted slightly as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words to do so.

"You can't... decide that for me," he finally managed to get out, but the words sounded strange on his tongue as he said them. The raven-haired teen stood in the kitchen of his parents' house, staring at them blankly as they sat around the table in front of him. The looks they gave him were firm and with resolution, no ounce of sympathy offered for the boy.

"Yes we can. We're your parents after all, we know what's best for you," his father spoke up, no smile evident on his straight face. Instead, to the son, it looked more like a grimace of malice that his father held for him as he stared with bored eyes at the shocked boy.

His parents had always been overprotective of him to the point of it bordering on extreme suffocation. When he wanted to go out they always had to know where to, for how long, and with who. If he wanted to do something, there always had to be a good underlying reason for it, or else they wouldn't allow him to leave the house. Haru had always been in a place they wanted him to be in, and do what they wanted him to do. The only thing he had ever chosen to do for himself had been swimming, and even then they couldn't let him do that much without sticking their noses into his business. Why was he swimming? Did he plan on making that a career choice? Couldn't he find something safer to do?

He wanted to swim. The only place he ever felt safe was when his body was submerged in water, free from daily distractions and, most of all, free from his parents.

Now, they were trying to take that away from him.

"You're attending college tomorrow, and college is different from high school. You can't just waltz into the school's pool and expect everything to be fine and perfect," his mother suddenly spoke up, snapping as if her son had been fighting with her all afternoon.

His parents thought there was danger lurking behind every corner, simply because Haru was an omega. His father was an alpha while his mother was a beta, so they couldn't understand his situation. They didn't understand how suffocating it felt for him to have his life planned out step by step for him, just because he was an omega.

The boy ground his teeth together, hands at his sides clenching into tight fists as he felt his frustration slowly begin to grow. For the most part he took their overprotective parenting with stride, as long as he was able to keep swimming. He didn't need anything else other than to feel the water between his fingers and have it engulf his entire body.

"The ones that are going to be using that pool are alphas and betas. It's no place for an omega like you."

Ah... There it is. The same argument they always took with him. Because you're an omega, you shouldn't go there. Because you're an omega, you shouldn't do that.

For as long as Haru could remember, his parents had always placed him in special schools that were made for omegas only. However, universities and colleges worked differently; no matter which one you went to, they were always mixed with alphas, betas, and omegas. The different social ranks all had their own classes and parts of the school designated for them, of course, but it was impossible to find a post-secondary school that catered only to a specific social class. That was why his parents were against him swimming, all because he would be interacting with alphas and betas.

"I want to swim," Haru muttered, blue eyes narrowing slightly as he tried his best to reason with his parents. Even if he knew it was impossible.

"No. You should be thankful enough we allowed you to even go to this school. Swimming is out of the question," his father replied, and the way he punctuated his sentence made it clear he would not be talking about their decision any more.

Haru stood there for a moment longer, his hands clenched so tight he could have sworn he was digging his fingernails in deep enough to make his hands bleed. Eventually he would give in, hiding his anger and frustration as he stormed out of the room and upstairs to his bedroom.

Once inside he would throw himself onto the top of his bed, wrapping the sheets around his body over and over again until he was smothered by them completely. It held no similarity as to when the water caressed his body, but it felt safe and comforting all the same. Slowly he would let his anger fade away, calming his nerves and his heart that had been racing just moments ago.

Somehow it was no surprise to him that his parents would pull something like this, especially since they had never approved of his swimming to begin with. All the same, he had a hard time hiding his anger at their absolute refusal to listen to him. He needed the water. He had to feel its cool embrace as he jumped into it, the way it moved and contorted with his body as he swam through it. The sensation of victory he had when he fought against the attacking water and forced it to accept his presence within it.

Swimming was the only sanctuary he had in his life as an omega, and no matter what his parents wanted, he would continue to be free in the water.

Haru woke sometime during the night, so he must have finally fallen asleep at some point after he had allowed his nerves to calm down. He groaned slightly as he felt a burning running up and down his body whenever he shifted in his body, the heat eventually forcing him to throw off his covers as he tried to cool his body down. He could smell it at the same time he finally noticed the sticky, wet feeling in his swim trunks - which he wore instead of underwear. Rolling onto his back, he propped his torso up on his elbows before lifting the waistband of his pants and looking inside, just to make sure his assumptions were right.

He definitely wasn't imagining it. It seemed that the stress and frustration from the night before had forced his body to go into heat early while he was sleeping. Unfortunately now that he was awake he would be unable to go back to sleep again. Already he found himself growing anxious and uncomfortable, his natural instincts telling him to find a fix for his problem and fast.

The unfortunate situation of it was that he didn't exactly know how to fix his problem. His parents had never thought to teach him of alpha, beta, and omega dynamics; instead their approach was to simply keep him away from those social classes and assume things would turn out for the best that way.

Haru would usually calm his sexual frustration by taking a warm bath, in which the water would loosen his nerves and calm his heightened senses. Apparently being in the water was a much better sexual release for him than trying to go out and seek a partner to help him take care of his little problem. Go figure.

At that point in time though, Haru wasn't thinking as clearly as he should have been. As soon as his head was awake he found himself thinking back on what his parents had told him, and grew annoyed once again - the thought of taking a bath never even crossed his mind. Instead, he felt the immediate need to get out of that house and away from his parents.

Slipping out of his heat-soaked sheets, he walked over to his closet and got himself another pair of swim trunks - which, incidentally, were identical to the pair he was currently wearing. Haru quickly pulled his current pair off, wrinkling his nose at the thick pool of lubrication that had gathered in the crotch of the trunks. Pulling them off his body, he wiped absent-mindedly at his rear before throwing them into a bin to be washed later, before pulling on a clean pair over his lower half. The rubbing of fabric over his legs and groin set his body aflame, and he found himself letting out small huffs as he struggled to get dressed without resorting to groping himself with shaky hands.

Finally he was able to get on the swim trunks, quickly pulling a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a thick hoodie on overtop. He glanced over at the clock and read 2 a.m., so he knew the local swimming pool would be closed. Still, it was only a short hike to the beach that was near his house, and that would be just as good as a pool. Haru started to head out his door before he suddenly collapsed after only a few steps, his legs turning to jelly as his body ached all over. He found himself craving something, though he didn't know what it was.

Stupidly he decided to ignore it, and even though his parents always told him he was not allowed outside when he was in heat, he stubbornly decided he needed a swim in order to calm his nerves and take out his frustration. When the strength in his legs returned he quickly made his exit out of his house, thankful his parents were sleeping.

The cool night air greeted Haru, freezing his hot cheeks and providing some sort of relief to his aching and burning body. He would turn to the right and jog at a leisurely pace down the concrete sidewalk, heading in the direction of the beach.

Everything looked different at night; he had never been out so late before. The entire world was bathed in the light orange of the street lamps, as well as the sky being turned a milky white as the light of the moon was cast across the cloudy night sky. A few stores were still open this late at night and the neon signs that hung outside their doors were definitely an interesting sight for the teen. His eyes would suddenly be caught by one sign in particular. It housed a curved dolphin with the words simply reading as: Bar.

Blue eyes opened wide as he stared at the neon animal, but was distracted when something else from the shop caught one of his senses.

The smell. He didn't know what it was, but he suddenly found himself caught by an intoxicating scent, something to which he had never really noticed before. It went straight from his nose and all the way down to his groin, a hot, pulling sensation in his body that made him squirm from the strange feeling of it. It made his mouth involuntarily water and he inexplicably found himself drawn towards the strange building. It had almost the same effect on his body that water did.

He pulled open the door and was met with an overwhelming cologne of the delicious scent, making his body hot and ache even more than before. His knees threatened to give out on him, but he somehow managed to pull himself inside the door without collapsing where he was standing. Eyes immediately looked around as he took in his surroundings.

The bar was dimly lit with only a few candles and lanterns throughout the room. It gave off a more romantic feel than modern lights would have, as well as cast shadows in many parts of the room that gave privacy to the couples huddled there. The teen wasn't able to pin point where the scent came from. It seemed to come from everywhere at once, bombarding his senses and making him feel slightly dizzy. Clutching at his head, the raven-haired boy wobbled his way over to a bar stool, hoping on it and laying his head down on the counter in front of him. Even though the pheromones continued to mercilessly assault him, he didn't have to worry any more about falling over.

That's when he noticed it.

The couples that were hiding in the shadows of the room weren't simply enjoying one another's company. Well, that is to say they were, but not in an exactly wholesome manner. Most were sloppily making out with one another, hands rummaging through clothes and stroking one another's bodies in a lustful manner. One couple was even grinding on one another, not even caring that their moans could be heard by everyone around them. In fact it appeared as though the people in the bar just enjoying drinks and chatting with friends were completely ignoring the couples as they went at it.

"What can I get you?" a voice suddenly spoke out cheerfully near Haru, causing him to raise his head and see who had spoken to him. The bartender had shaven blond hair except for the long fringe draped to the right side of his head. A brown star was shaded along the left side of his head, which matched the brown anchor beard he had along his chin. Haru looked into friendly brown eyes as they looked at him, waiting for an answer.

"Ah... Water," Haru murmured, his voice barely audible over the booming bass that hashed out some sort of music into the bar. The bartender looked at him for a long moment before bursting out laughing, chuckling away to himself as he passed a glass of water to the teen before moving further down the bar to attend to other customers.

Haru grabbed the glass and looked at the water inside, finally remembering that he had been on his way to the ocean. Somehow he found he was unable to pull himself away from the bar, like his body craved something that was in here.

"Yo," a rough baritone voice suddenly surprised Haru, making him jump slightly before he turned his head to the side to look at the man standing next to him.

Tanned bronzed skin covered a muscular body, short spiky black hair on top of his head and turquoise eyes that drooped slightly to give a half-lidded appearance. He wore a tight black shirt that outlined every inch of his torso, along with black jeans and black-and-red high top runners. From first glance Haru assumed him to be much older than tim, but when the black-haired stranger suddenly smiled, he looked very much like someone in their late teens.

"Not much of a drinker?" the stranger purred, nodding with his chin towards the glass of water curled in Haru's hands.

"Not really," the teen replied, turning his head away again as he looked back at the water in front of him. He could feel a shift in movement near his personal space as the stranger suddenly took the seat next to him at the bar. The man didn't say anything, but Haru could feel his gaze on him. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and for some reason he found himself being drawn in to the stranger's gaze. His body felt like it was burning from the inside out ever since the man had first approached and it steadily grew worse the longer he stayed within Haru's vicinity.

"You..." the man suddenly murmured, leaning forwards slightly in his seat, "sure are brave to be out in your condition. Or are you looking for someone to have a good time with?"

"... What?" Haru asked, turning his head towards the other with a frown on his face. They stared at each other for a moment before the man suddenly twisted his lips into a small smile, a soft chuckle in his throat.

"I'm Yamazaki Sousuke, but you can just call me Sousuke," he purred, and after a moment pressed with a question, "You are?"

"... Nanase Haruka."

"Well, Haruka, how come you're here right now?" Haru twitched slightly when Sousuke suddenly called him by his first name, but he didn't feel like correcting him. Especially not when he suddenly felt a large hand on one of his thighs, stroking it up and down softly with a feather-light touch. Normally he would have pulled away from such an action, but for some reason his body refused to move. Not only that, but he felt a hot burn spreading wherever Sousuke touched him, and somehow he found himself craving more.

"No reason," he muttered softly, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to block out the sensations of having someone else touching him.

"Oh?" Sousuke chuckled, slightly amused. He leaned forwards suddenly and spoke directly into Haru's ear, the hot breath from his mouth sending shivers down the teen's body. "Don't tell me you do this all the time?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Haru stated, and suddenly grew flustered when he heard small huffs of hot breath leave his lips as he was speaking.

"What? Don't tell me this is your first heat?" the man chuckled, and Haru looked back at him with widened eyes. How did he know he was in heat? That's when he noticed that Sousuke's eyes were slightly glazed over, an unfamiliar wanton lust that the teen had never noticed in someone's eyes before. The sight caused a tremor to run down his spine, and he found himself being sucked in by those turquoise depths.

"How do you normally handle yourself?" the man chuckled, reaching forwards and cupping Haru's chin with his fingers, lifting his head so their eyes could look directly into one another.

"Water," was all Haru could force out of his mouth, making Sousuke chuckle.

"Then how about I show you a better way to relieve yourself?" He gave Haru no opportunity to answer before their mouth were suddenly pushed together. The touch of their lips was soft at first, before it suddenly grew more aggressive. Haru couldn't even struggle as he was forced into the kiss, his eyes wide open as he stared at Sousuke's face that was much closer that it should have been. His body jumped when something soft and wet suddenly traced along the surface of his bottom lip, but he didn't know what it was and kept his mouth screwed shut.

"Hey, open your mouth a bit," the man huskily breathed across Haru's face, eyes looking down into the pretty face of the omega. The blue eyed boy hesitated for a moment before he let his mouth open slightly. Immediately something was thrust into the open, rubbing against the surface of his tongue and numbing it in one swift motion.

It was hot and wet at the same time. All Haru could hear was a strange sucking and slurping as they ran their tongues together, each touch electrocuting him and making his body ache even more. Sousuke explored his mouth completely, running the soft muscle of his tongue over Haru's teeth and lips before wrangling with his tongue once more. The kiss seemed to last forever before Sousuke would finally pull away, a lasting string of saliva between the tip of his tongue and Haru's bottom lip as a reminder of what they had just done. All Haru could do was stare blankly at the man, unsure of what had just happened even though his body somehow craved more of it.

"What do you think?" the man laughed softly, practically purring as the omega's face slowly began to flush and grow hotter than before.

"I- I don't know," Haru answered honestly, head ducking downwards so his bangs could fall across his face and hide the deep blush he knew was spreading across his face. He didn't know what was wrong with him, why he was acting in such a strange manner and why his body seemed to be in pain over no longer being in physical contact with the man.

Sousuke's hand began to resume its touch on his thigh, only this time it was applying more pressure than before and crawling to much more sensitive places. The smaller teen couldn't help but let out a soft groan when fingers dipped further into his legs than before, rubbing the sensitive parts on the inside of his thighs. Knuckles suddenly buckled upwards, brushing against the sensitive mound right in between Haru's legs and causing him to let out a louder, much more noticeable groan.

"You're very sensitive," the man chuckled, leaning in again as he blew hot air over Haru's ear before sticking a wet tongue inside. Haru shivered and involuntarily tipped his head sideways to give that tongue better access, his entire body shivering now as the hand groping him finally decided on his target: his clothed dick. Fingers began to stroke the hard shape that was now forming as he felt himself getting a full-on erection, fingers digging into the bar counter in front of him as his hips moved on their own, seeking more friction.

"You going to let me take care of you?" Sousuke mused softly, his tongue retracting back into his mouth as his head slowly lowered. His nose traced the soft outline of Haru's face before suddenly resting along his nape just underneath his lower jaw. "I'll make you scream," he hissed, before his wet tongue suddenly darted out to lick at the sensitive scent glands of the omega's nape.

That last sensitive touch from the stranger finally brought Haru back to reality, and as much as his body ached for a touch from Sousuke, his conscious mind still had a small bit of self-preservation left. It caused him to jerk away as his glands were licked, a hand slapping against his nape as he jumped sideways from the stool. His jeans caught on the legs, causing him to fall ungracefully backwards onto the floor and taking the stool with him in the process. The teen scrambled to unhook his pants from the metal legs, sensing an uncomfortable change in the atmosphere of the room.

The commotion caused by him made everyone turn their curious eyes towards him, and all of the alphas in the room finally noticed the heat scent emanating from the omega.

Haru ignored the stares that were eating him up and mind fucking him, quickly freeing himself from the stool before he scrambled to his feet and tore out of the bar. He could still feel that lust-filled turquoise gaze on his body as he fled the building, but he didn't risk a look back in fear that he would be unable to bring himself to his senses a second time.

By the time he had yanked his front door open and thrown himself inside he was out of breath, chest heaving and limbs shaking. He collapsed as soon as he closed the door and locked it behind him, limbs wrapping around his body as his veins felt as though they were on fire. His senses were heightened to the point that even the wood floor underneath felt like sandpaper, rubbing his skin raw with even the faintest of touches. It hurt, burning him from the inside as his lower half ached like it never ached before.

Somehow the young omega managed to draw himself to his feet, enough strength to drag himself into his room before collapsing onto the ground once again. Panting, his shaky hands fumbled with the front of his jeans as long, slender digits quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them. He then proceeded to pull his pants and swim suit down enough along his hips so that he could grab his aching dick and pull it out.

Teeth clenched together as cold air greeting the throbbing organ, its head already an engorged red that made it almost seem as if he was bleeding and that was where his internal pain was coming from.

The soft, velvety feel of the water normally took care of Haru's sexual frustrations, but he still knew how to take care of himself without the water if need be. The slit at the top of the cock's head had already spilled a massive amount of precum, making his job easier as he quickly stroked his hand up and down the heavy mass. Fingers traced the heavy vein on the underside of his shaft, curling up over the head and squeezing it slightly.

His raven-haired head fell back against the shut door as his eyes closed, heavy breaths leaving him now as the pace of his hand began to quicken faster and faster. His back arched as he felt a familiar burning in his belly, balls tightening as he felt himself reaching the peak of his pleasure. Just before he was to reach his climax something suddenly flashed in his mind, causing his eyes to open with a gasp as hot, sticky semen exploded from his cock's head.

His chest heaved as he breathed heavy, hand stroking himself a few more times as he rode out his orgasm. Blue eyes fell underneath heavy black bangs as he looked at his seed staining the ground beneath, covering the front of his pants and the floor in front of him.

That's when Haru suddenly groaned, realizing that at the peak of his pleasure the sight of Sousuke's face had suddenly gone through his mind. He had orgasmed while thinking of the tall, dark, bronzed stranger he met at the bar.

Haru felt strange at that thought, which slightly frightened him. He had never thought about another person while pleasuring himself before, and certainly not a stranger he had just met that night. Eyes closed as he felt exhaustion begin to take hold of his body once again. The aching in his backside had not subsided from his orgasm, if anything it only made him suffer more as it throbbed, wanting nothing more than to be filled with something large, hard, and hot. But at least his sexual frustration had subsided enough that he knew he would be able to get to sleep - for a few more hours, if nothing else.

Sliding forward on hands and knees, he grabbed some tissues by his bed before haphazardly wiping the floor and his cock, shoving it back into his pants before climbing into his bed and flopping down to fall into a deep sleep once again, not even caring that he was still dressed in jeans and a hoodie.

Haru found his dreams filled with the stranger at the bar. His face, his breath, his tongue; the way his hand felt on his body.

The night before he was to start college, Haru had his very first wet dream.