A.N.- So this is my first Omegaverse fic. Arthur is the Omega, Alfred is the Alpha and... There may-or-may-not be mpreg. I don't know yet.

So this may be a bit odd, as I changed the way Betas act a bit. If you have any questions feel free to PM me.

Arthur winced and shot Dylan a scowl as his older brother's elbow clipped his side.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Dylan questioned with false affection. "Better get that looked at."

Out of the six people in the car, laughter rang from four of them over the jab at Arthur's small frame. Chances are the sharp force his Alpha brother delivered would leave a bruise on the delicate Omega skin Arthur considered a curse, but he wasn't about to give his already unbearable Alpha brothers more ammunition to use against him.

Arthur's mother, a Beta, frowned and looked to her chortling mate. His father assured her that it was nothing more than playful teasing, they were Alphas and Arthur was an Omega, and what did she expect?

Arthur really wished that he wasn't in a family that had five Alphas, an Omega, and a Beta.

Arthur's mother had obviously decided that she wasn't going to deal with what she referred to as "Alpha shit", as the next words that came out of her mouth were: "Dylan, if you elbow your brother one more time I'm going to make you wish you had moved out already."

"Believe me, Mum, I'm working on it," Dylan said, a fond feeling lifting a smile from him as he remembered his female Omega mate.

Arthur felt a sharp pang of jealousy pierce his thoughts. Allistor had moved out, Dylan was going to move out soon, then the twins, Rory and Seamus, but not Arthur. His mother had lived on her own for a time before she met her mate, since she was a Beta. Alphas were expected to move out, Betas often moved out, but Omegas couldn't leave their parents until they had a mate.

Arthur hated that. His brothers and father brushed it off by saying Alphas needed to leave so there was no one in their home to challenge them, Betas didn't need anyone, but Omegas needed to be cared for.

The family settled into the usual routine of moving from their previous city to a new one, as per their father's line of work- All the Alphas attempting to talk over one another, Arthur blocking them out, and his mother breaking up arguments.

Arthur sighed and impatiently waited for his brothers to exit the vehicle, as he obviously wouldn't be able to escape getting trampled if he tried to get out before them.

To say Arthur Kirkland resented Alphas would be a massive understatement. He was jealous and angry, longing for and simultaneously hating. He was impossibly attracted to the very people he despised.

And he especially hated that no Alpha would ever want the antisocial, argumentative Omega as a mate.

Contrary to popular belief, he really did want an Alpha. He truly wanted to be cared for. He craved to submit to someone that loved him. But growing up without an Omega in his life to base his behavior on had made him take after Beta ideals- i.e., "Alphas are full of bullshit".

Thus, Omega instincts clashed with Beta acts in a way that had Arthur arguing like he lived for it one second, and in the next on the brink of tears.

Arthur finally stepped out of the car, looking up at their new house. It was rather nice, he supposed. Tall and brick, with ivy slinking up the sides, it was certainly a lovely home.

"Arthur, Dylan, Rory, Seamus!" Their mother called, removing several boxes from the truck that had been parked on the new driveway. "These go to Arthur's room."

"Light, aren't they?" Rory declared as his mother stacked two into his arms. His mother sighed and placed another box on those. This was followed by Seamus and Dylan trying to outdo him and Arthur thinking they were all idiots.

Across the street, a very different conversation was taking place.

"Alfred, honey, would you like to go meet our new neighbors?" An Omega woman questioned, patting her son's shoulder. The blonde Alpha looked at her.

"Mom, I'm only here for three months while my apartment gets fixed," The male reminded her. "Then I'm back home across the state."

"I'll have them over for dinner and make your favorites," His mother sweetened the deal.

"Let me get my shoes."

A.N.- So yeah. The first installment. I have more written, will be posted soon.