krystalkatzficz | Omega part 79

“Unca Nino you can read me a bed time story if you like!” Junta announced a little later after he had been introduced to the many children that were his nephews and nieces. The older ones were warier and more watchful than the younger ones and Nino knew that it had to do with the fact that they had suffered longer with the abuse of their father. He was relieved to see that they knew that what he had put them through was abuse and none of them were ready to defend him. The eldest ones even wanted to be able to tell the policeman what they knew but Nino wasn’t completely sure if that would be legal.

“I would love to tell you a story” Nino said with a smile picking up the wriggling and giggling boy and swinging him around slowly for a moment an idea popping into his head in a flash. “How about I tell you the story of the owl and the pussycat? Your daddy Kiyoshi told it to me when I was as young as you are”

“Papa told you?” The eldest boy whispered his eyes widening a little, shining with a shimmer of tears that were soon threatening to overflow. “Papa used to tell me it all the time”

“I wanna hear it Unca Nino!” Junta announced happily bouncing up and down one his hip as his arms wrapped firmly around his throat and Nino sighed breathing in the warm scent that had the same tinge to it as his husband did but was a little softer and sweeter. He didn’t know what was going to happen to the children if or rather when Satoshi got what he wanted but he knew that they would protect them as much as they could.

“Okay, which way to your room?” He asked and Junta was soon pointing with a finger while the two girls were pulling on his clothes leading him through the network of hallways that made up the rabbit warren of a home. The other children were following behind and Nino let out a breath remembering an old book that he had found once while he was he was messing around in the school library. It was an old book talking about the alphas of old who acted closer to wolves than men. They would fill their homes with children to make themselves a pack. Most people just had one or two children but Umeda seemed to have the mindset of the old ones and he wondered how many others had that.

The room that he was taken too looked more like a barracks than a child’s room with four single beds on either side of the room with a small chest of drawers beside each of them. There were no toys or pictures of cartoons on the walls, which were painted in a matt ocean liner grey, the beds were made to army standards with the sheets and quilts so tightly pulled back and tucked in Nino was sure he would be able to bounce a coin on it.

“This is mine bed!” Junta announced pointing to the bed closest to the window and Nino pulled back the covers and set the boy down. In an almost robotic way the children began to change into their nightclothes and Nino watched as their bodies were revealed making a note of the bruising that he could see on their chests, arms, and legs. He knew that children got bruised in play, it was something that happened but he could also see that the makes were made by hands too big to be the other children. “I is ready!”

“Okay! Then get into bed” Nino smiled happy when the boy sat in his lap with his head pressed against his chest and quickly placed a kiss onto his crown before reciting softly “The owl and the pussycat went to see in a beautiful pea green boat…”

TBC

A/N: I promise OhMiya will be reunited soon…Also OhMiya won’t be taking in all of the children…As much as he would like to I’m sure…>.<

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It would probably too many children to care for well enough. They need much love from adults to overcome any trauma and two adults are too little for that ><
But I hope it will get so much better soon