"Do you know why Kitsune don't like you wolves? Because we're better,"
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When Y/n L/n, a Kitsune was forced to enroll in the Salvatore School, he had his reservations. He imagined a life filled with rules and responsibilities...
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"I don't get it..." Alaric grumbled as he threw a punch only for Y/n to sidestep it and throw a flickjab in return.
"There's nothing to get," Y/n muttered as he dodged another strike.
"But you said you guys were fated?"
"Yeah, but everybody has a choice and she's made hers," Y/n explained as he slipped under Alaric's swing before slapping him in the stomach, he slipped behind the headmaster, his knee hitting Alaric in the back of his own knee causing him to drop to the grown before Y/n grabbed him in a Rear Naked Chokehold. "Let's face it, you can't train me,"
"Well, if you and Hope weren't too busy hating each other then maybe you could spar with her," Alaric chuckled as he walked over to his bag and grabbed his water.
"We don't hate each other..." Y/n shook his head as a cup of water appeared in his hands. "It's just that I don't plan on getting too close to her when she smells like London Frisbee," He shrugged and was met with Alaric to spit out his drink and begin coughing.
"Everything alright?" A familiar voice asked as Y/n's gaze shifted to the door. Hope had walked in wearing her usual tight black jeans, and pink vest over her black sports bra with her hair tied up in a ponytail.
'You're staring,'
Y/n shook his head as he shifted his attention back to Alaric who was catching his breath. "No, nothing's alright..." He complained as he grabbed his stomach. "Frisbee, really? Where do you get these names?" Alaric shock turned into laughter as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Ric, you wanted to train?" Hope asked as she threw her bag next to the headmaster's bag, everyone becoming aware of the tension in the room.
"Yeah, I was hoping you got here sooner but I'm sure we can have a match before..." Alaric paused as he looked at his phone. "Snap, I've got to meet Dorian, looks like we will have to reschedule this for another time because I got to meet with Dorian now," He muttered as he grabbed his stuff. "Why don't the two of you spar for a bit, not let this go to waste since both of you are here and ready to train," Alaric smiled as he looked at the two of them. "So I'll just leave you two to it," and with that, Alaric made his way out of the gym.
The two just stood there looking at the doors in silence for what felt like an eternity. "Does he know?" Hope asked, not looking at the Nogitsune but the silence was enough to answer her question. "He did this on purpose, didn't he?" Hope rolled her eyes before looking over at Y/n.
"Definitely," Y/n chuckled as he looked at her. "I'm going to get him back for that," He added with a smirk as he watched Hope dig through her back and pull out her gloves. "You wanna spar?"
"Might as well," Hope shrugged as she strapped the gloves and walked to the mat. "What? Scared that your last win was pure luck?"
"Nah, just tired... I've finished weights and a sparring match," Y/n explained as he looked at the equipment, bench press with its usual two and a half tonnes, Lat pulldown was close second and some of the other machines had maxed out their capacity.
