sweets ✧ r.kaji ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

chapter nine : conclusion

you coughed repeatedly as you felt the air flood back into your pained lungs. when you reached up to touch your head, the warmth of blood greeted you.

the ringing in your ears stopped, but the blunt pain all over your torso and back didn't. you looked up, seeing an incredibly tall brunet boy with thick, muscular arms. in his hand was a large baseball bat with splatters of red all over the stickers and graffiti on it.

you scowled at him and his ugly proud smirk. "fucker," you seethed. you got up with a hiss, leaning on the wall for support. "are you the one who hit me?" you asked, an annoyed tinge in your voice.

"hell yeah," he laughed. his voice was deep and gruff. you wanted to slap his ugly mug so hard he won't be able to use it again. "you never saw it coming!"

you dusted your skirt and wiped some blood off of your face, relaxing your screaming muscles. without any warning, you ran at him, then unleashed a calf kick aimed at his thick legs.

he jumped up, dodging your attack, then grabbed your hair and pulled it forward, throwing you off-balance. with his other hand, he used his bat to smack your face, blood dripping from your chin.

you winced at the pain, but recovered quickly and shot a leg straight up, hitting his head. he let go of your hair and his weapon from the impact and staggered backwards.

"did your parents not teach you shit?" you asked, standing up straight and glaring at him. your voice was eerily calm, but the air was filled with a silent, crackling anger. you strode forwards, satisfied when you saw him scowl. "you don't punch girls."

"see if i care!" he yelled, then lunged towards you.

you dodged left and grabbed his muscular frame before he ran past you, then kneed his stomach thrice before letting him go. not giving him a chance to retaliate, you sent a right roundhouse kick straight to his head and slammed it down on the ground with surprising force, then stepped down and twisted your body. you quickly kicked downwards with your left foot, crunching his wrist.

he screamed in agony, much to your satisfaction. "you fucking bitch!" he shouted, then got up and lunged at you another time. it was a stupid move; letting his frustration show in his attacks. they'd turn out rash and uncareful. (muichiro's teachings 🙀)

but it was exactly what you wanted. there was an obvious hole in his defense and you snatched the chance, punching his face in a flurry and blocking his other fist with your left hand. blood sprayed from his nose and dripped from his head before he finally collapsed backwards.

you let out a sigh of relief with a hint of frustration and wiped away the blood beneath your nose. the fun battle had ended, and you emerged as the winner for the billionth time. beads of sweat lined your forehead and nose and the leftover adrenaline made its way into your limbs and finally disappeared.

exhaustion hit you like a truck.

a loud thwack made you look up at the balcony near you, seeing kaji send a kick straight to the keel leader's face. a rope or something pulled his neck towards the guy, but he dodged his baseball bat.

"oh shit, it's really intense up there," you murmured to yourself, debating if you should go up to help or not. kaji could definitely handle things himself, and you were already tired, but...you also kind of wanted to join in on their fun.

oh, but you didn't really want to listen to all the shit the leader was yapping on about either.

"and i'll get to wrangle you in...with the chains of fear!" you heard him shout.

girlie?? that's kinda kinky— was your first thought, but shook your head and wished the thoughts away because that was just weird.

you saw kaji doing multiple consecutive backflips to dodge all of the bad guy's attacks and use a hanging chain nearby to kick the living hell outta him.