𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 66 | If I win

I pretend to move a hand in a swing motion and he instantly avoided it. That was just a test to see his speed, and he's pretty fast. Thinking hard on it, if he was to use his quirk to stop mine, it wouldn't matter. I mean it would make me freeze in place a little but I don't use my quirk. Right? One thing that will definitely have effect is his scarf. That thing whips around as it pleases, like it has a mind of its own.

Aizawa made the first real move, lashing out his scarf. I dodged but just barely, I can't let that happen again. It turns out he's a little too fast, I need to figure that out. I kept my eyes on his hands, because although him stopping my quirk won't matter because I won't use it, it still slows me down. Like, almost to a stop. I've seen Eraserhead fight before, so I have a little information, at least.

His scarf lashed out again, this time my thoughts caused me to not be paying much attention so I wasn't able to react fast enough. The scarf quickly whipped around and between my wrists, cuffing my hands together. I struggled for a second, then had a show-stopping idea. As quick as I could I used my fingers to pull at the scarf, hauling us together. The students gasped a little. I slammed into him and turned my head. I savored this moment, the feeling of us being this close, my breasts pressed up against his chest. Making my mouth level with his ear,

"If I win," I said whispering, out of breath from the slam. "I get my earring back."

He cracked his neck, and I took that as my opening, I shifted in the scarf to try and escape, attempting to put some slack on it. He pulled at the scarf, yanking me right back so he was now by my ear,

"I win, you do whatever I say for the rest of today and tomorrow." He sounded confident and it startled me.

My foot almost slipped a bit, it caught me off guard. It sounded like he already knew he would win and that angered me. I struggled some in the scarf and he smirked, watching. In a quick movement I turned around, pushing my back against his chest and he startled. Perfect. I could see his hands hovering over my waist in a subconscious action, he realized we were in front of children. For a second my ass rubbed up on him and in an instant I grabbed onto the scarf over my head and with one foot, kicked his leg back, sending him flying forward over me. I didn't think that through. He flipped around on the ground.

Aizawa yanked the scarf, pulling me quickly down with him. I landed on top with a knee between his legs. Instantly I started to try and escape the scarf with my fingers then my teeth. I gnawed at the fabric as Aizawa stared at me, fairly amused. Quickly I yanked the scarf, making him sit up. He tilted his head and kept on watching. Why isn't he doing anything, I feel like I'm the only one moving. I grabbed the scarf, pulling very quickly and lifting my knee up. He went flying to my knee, sometimes I don't know my own strength. Right when I thought he was about to hit my knee, his scarf yanked me over him, roughly sending me on my stomach.

He stared down at me in a squat and smiled. "Give up?"

I glared and sat up quickly, making a swing for his jaw, he dodged but wasn't quick enough. My fist caught his chin, but it was close to a graze. It felt like all I did was flick him. He barely faltered, grabbing my wrists and shoving me away from him. We both stood up, his man bun was still fairly intact, his hair having whisps in his face. Me on the other hand, not so much, I took my hair and put it in a ponytail, glaring at him as he silently watched me. It felt like we were cuffed together or some shit, except the scarf was long. I want to choke him but that was just an impulse. I didn't act on it so I just went in a circle walking sideways as he did the same. This feels weirdly intimate in front of the students, but it's honestly frustrating me. I want to beat the ever loving shit out of him but he's making it very difficult. It's especially difficult when I'm tied.

He quickly, with two hands, yanked the scarf sending me flying towards him. I stuck my tied arms out to help me, he grabbed them by pulling his scarf and held them high. I struggled, pulling and squirming, my arms were above my head. Instinct made me spit in his face and it even caught me off guard. He glared at me and tightened the scarf around my wrists. I gave a quiet wince, he wrapped the scarf around one of his hands as the other grabbed onto the scarf dragging me up to him. He pulled me with him as it looked like he was about to body slam me or bend me in half. My eyes widened and I squirmed again, terrified.

He spun me around to have my back to his chest as he pulled back at the scarf, which pulled my arms down. He started to bend me down at an angle, him following. I panicked and he stopped in place,

"I'd much rather be bending you over in other circumstances, but here we are."