𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 68 | False Alarm

I partly closed my eyes, this was going to hurt. I heard a slam and startled. I opened my eyes fully to see Aizawa inches away from my face panting heavily. He landed on his palms, dammit. He was upside down, so I could feel his breath hit my face softly as he panted. This made my stomach churn, he's upside down but he looks fine as hell. His black hair hung down from his face barely grazing the sides of my cheeks. His mouth was parted as he kept his eyes on me, I tried my best not to look him in the eye. Dammit, shut up, focus.

I puckered my lips and made a kiss noise, in mockery. Then, quick as I could, wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled my lower half over him. I flipped above, onto his back sending him to smack on the floor. He landed on his cheek as I landed on him, sitting on his lower back. I hope this fucking hurts, dickbag. I pulled my arms up tightening the scarf around his neck.

"Admit defeat." I said pulling myself closer to his face.

"That's my line." He smiled and quickly took both hands around my ankles, throwing me off him, sending me flying.

I gasped loudly in pain as he had hurt my already injured ankle. I was rolling for a bit then landed on my side, out of breath again. He pulled himself up and groaned, walking over to me. He reached me and landed on his knees beside my legs. I couldn't talk or move, my body felt sore. I gave small raspy breaths in attempt to talk but he ignored it reaching out his hand.

"Brace yourself." He let out before grabbing my injured ankle and half crushing it with his thumbs.

I screamed at the top of my lungs, with the air I could at least let out. It was defeaning, it even scared me, but the pain was unbearable. He didn't leg go of my ankle as he kept pressure on it, leaching whimpers out of me.

I swung my free leg and locked his jaw sending him sliding away from me as he instantly let go. I sat up and held my ankle gasping for air as a tear fell down my cheek.

"Mother fucker." I whispered as I breathed in sections.

I whipped my head over to Aizawa who was catching his breath and holding his jaw. He quickly stood up and reached over to me, I reacted fast and yanked the scarf. He was sent flying down towards me, I swung my arms back and then forward fisting him in his face. He flew to my side laying on his back, his eyes closed. Shit, is he dead? No, he's not dead, dumbass.

I laughed through tears, "I win." I watched as he didn't move. "I said, I win."

My face changed as I slid to his side, shaking him.

"Get up." I said. "I won, shows over."

He didn't move, his eyes stayed closed. I started to panic, is he fucking dead?

In an instant a smirk grew on his face and he quickly opened his eyes. For the first time in the fight we made eye contact. I was already weak, but his eyes went red. My body went limp as I fell over him, he caught me by my shoulders above him. I couldn't talk or move, I was too weak to do anything. I wanted to cry some more, I had called victory too fucking early, dumbass. His eyes stayed red as he smiled in satisfaction. I couldn't close my eyes so I just fell limp, visibly claiming defeat.

"No, sweetheart, I win." He says, just as quick as the bell rings.

He fucking won, no way. I was doing so good. A tear fell from my eye. I needed that earring back, fuck.

"Class dismissed, great job everyone." He said to the students.

They all ran from the bleachers to the changing rooms.

"Nice try, you were doing well." He says to me, it felt like he was mocking me, he definitely was. "You almost got me, but not really."

I shifted my foot and winced loudly. Aizawa groaned and sat up landing me on his legs. Tears dampened my face, as it felt cold against the rooms air. The scarf freed me of the cuffs on my wrists. I sighed in content, but then Aizawa moved my leg on purpose. I gasped but I wasn't able to open my eyes, my eye lids were too heavy. I wanted to cry but I couldn't focus on anything.

Everything went blurry as I went fully limp and drifted off into a deep slumber.