Brett Talbot Imagines

Part 40: Request #36

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You and Lori immediately ran out of the field from checking people's shoe soles and followed Kira inside of the high school building.

"Daijōbudesuka (are you okay?)," you heard Lori say, speaking to Kira who stopped in her tracks from going any further. The girl in question replied in the same language, her voice almost sounded offended when she turned around to look at both you and Lori while talking again in Japanese.

Before anyone knew it, Kira threw her lacrosse gear to the side of the hallway and smacked Lori on the face with the lacrosse stick, surprising you.

"Woah, wait, Kira-" but you didn't get to finish when Kira did the same thing.

Feeling the throbbing pain on your cheek, you recovered quickly from the hit and didn't waste any time in replying it with a roundhouse to the face to which Kira's stance stumbled a bit from the impact. But once she recovered, she swung her lacrosse stick again barely hitting you as well as Lori as the both of you avoided it in time.

When Kira chose Lori as her knew target, she pushed her up against the wall using the stick as the weapon to choke her but Lori having been trained by her brother, fought back harder and pushed Kira back against the wall across the hall before you helped her with a kick to Kira's side making her hit the trophy case sending glass shards raining down on her on the floor.

"Kira, c'mon. Let's talk about this," You said, pushing Lori out of the way knowing that Brett would go nuts if anything happened to his sister.

But seeing that the kitsune was blinded by rage, a foot to the stomach sent you flying against the door which opened the girls' locker room. You then heard Lori calling your name but Kira immediately locked the doors with some metal bar and turned towards you. You wasted no time in getting up on your feet and attacking her with a swift kick in which Kira blocked with the stick. But with the strong impact of your axe kick, it snapped it in two.

With you now having the other half, you know felt confident that you stood a chance against her. You then started sparring with the lacrosse player, hitting all her open spots with the other end of the lacrosse stick you held as well as giving kicks to her rib area. Kira was doing a good job on you too, having used the sharper end of the lacrosse stick to hit you. Her hits sent you tumbling back a bit when you felt stinging and throbbing pain on your arms.

"Kira! Stop, please!" you were now out of breath. But when she still advanced on you, you had no choice but to hit her right on the face with the metal sport equipment. The hit didn't faze the kitsune one bit, it only angered her more.

"Kira," you called out again, but it only resulted to her hitting you more even when you blocked her attacks to the best of your abilities.

Your body started to ache as you were sent flying against the lockers and knocking them down, the blurriness in your vision worsening. But seeing the fiery form of the kitsune that took over Kira raise the stick in a stance to stab you, you shook the blur away and dodged the attack. You bolted for the door, and uncurled the metal bar from the knob and swung it open. Before you can even step foot out the room, Kira lend you a hand by clutching the back of your shirt and threw you down the hallway.

As you skid to a stop, you felt the burn on your arms and cheek from the friction against the floor. You heard footsteps already echoing making you look up to see Lori with Scott and Brett following behind her.

Kira seemed to have snapped out of her angry trance when she looked shocked at what just happened, her eyes starting to look glassy as tears threatened to spill at what she just did.

"Y/N!" you heard your name echo against the walls as Brett ran to your aid and scanned you up and down and noticing the bruises, cuts and blood that decorated your skin.

"Oh my god, what did I do?" Kira was close to crying now the way she looked at you, Scott looking confused as to what just took over her.

Helping you up, Brett heard the whimper escape you lips as he held on to you-his veins turning a dark color that absorbed the pain you felt to help ease the discomfort. At this, Brett stared angrily at the girl in front of you before suddenly advancing with his claws at the ready on his side.

"Brett, don't!" You shouted, Scott stopped him from attacking his girlfriend you didn't make a move.

"You hurt her!" Brett growled, his canines on display showing just how angry he felt to have someone like you, someone he sees as his emotional tether that grounds himself to stay human, get hurt. When Brett's struggles against Scott's hold, an ear-splitting sound blared throughout the school, everyone stood frozen with their hands covering their ears.

After several seconds it stopped, and Brett was instantly by your side and Lori's.

"I'm okay," you reassured his worried gaze and furrowed brows, your face cupped in his warm hands with his thumb caressing your cheeks.

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You had to elbow Brett a few times when he kept glaring at the kitsune across the room in Deaton's clinic, the vet dabbing a cotton ball that was poured with a disinfectant antibiotic on your arms-the sting barely felt when Brett kept a hold on you and taking in whatever pain came.

"Stop it," you whispered to him.

You only received a glare that softened when he saw your face sporting a bruise that was slowly fading and eyebrows furrowed to meet in the center, his eyes looking down to see that your arms were now wrapped in gauze to prevent any infection.

"Don't do that, you'll get wrinkles." He said softly, smoothening your brows with his thumb and kissing the space between your eyebrows.

"Then stop glaring at her. I'm fine, see?" you gestured to all of you with a smile, the kind of smile that you knew always worked on Brett.

When he didn't give any reply and just stared into your beautiful eyes, you reached up and gave him a peck on the lips. But you didn't get to pull away far when you felt his hand cup your face and deepen the kiss.