The Little Red Thread: Soulmate AU (AizawaXreader)

Soulmate AU: Part 62 ⚠️

TW: Kinda graphic violence, Blood/Guns/knives mentioned. See bottom of update for summary.

As you yelled, you could hear the affect of Zanshu's quirk quickly ebbing away as he started to lose focus.

Why isn't he out cold already? Fear shot through you as you watched him rise out of his seat, looking thoroughly annoyed. 

"You've proven yourself to be quiet the inconvenience." He said as he pulled a gleaming knife out his coat, "I have no further use for you now, and my patience has worn thin."

Aizawa grunted as he picked himself up, leaning heavily on the couch, "Stop this, Zanshu."

Your quirk began to affect Aizawa as well, making it increasingly difficult for him to steady himself. His blood slicked hand slipped against the leather couch and almost sent him toppling back down to the floor.

"Why on Earth would I do that?" Zanshu asked, his steps faltered as he fought against your quirk, "After 14 years of waiting, everything is going according to plan." He pointed the knife towards you, "All I need to do is cut off a few loose ends."

Gritting his teeth, Aizawa stumbled to his feet, "Touch her and it'll be the last thing you ever do."

"How cliché," Zanshu scoffed, "Do you think you're grown now?  Just because you got a little taller, you think that you can threaten me? Do you really think that a man who might as well be quirkless could ever intimidate me?"

A sadistic scowl spread across Aizawa's face as he limped in front you, the knife poised inches from his chest, "Don't flatter yourself, you've always been afraid. We both know you'd never win against an opponent if you were to attack them directly."

"You're wrong." Zanshu seethed. The muscles in his face twitched and his arm shook. You watched him take a measured breath, "You will not ruin this for me." He blinked rapidly and clenched his jaw to keep himself alert.

In a single moment, chaos broke out.

Zanshu lunged forward with the knife aimed at Aizawa's heart. The hotel room door burst open splintering the doorframe. Aizawa grabbed at Zanshu's arm that held the knife before using the man's forward momentum to throw him to the ground. He slammed Zanshu's hand against the floor, knocking the knife from his grasp. Four uniformed officers poured into the room with their weapons drawn.

"This is X Police Department! Drop your weapons and keep your hands where we can see them!" Shouted the officer taking lead. The group moved quickly, one of them cuffing Derrick as the other three kept their guns trained on Zanshu who was still pinned beneath Aizawa.

A familiar female officer walked over to Aizawa and handed him a set of handcuffs, "We gotta stop meeting like this you guys."

A relieved grin spread across your face,"Officer Blake!"

At the sound of broken glass shifting behind her on the ground, Officer Blake sharply swung the butt of her gun without turning. The invisible man collapsed to the ground with a dull thud. You looked at her with unchecked amazement, "How did you..."

She smirked slightly before pulling a small bottle off her utility belt and said, "I'm an empath, remember?" she popped off the cap, "It doesn't matter if I can't see a person. If I can register their emotions, I can tell where they're at." She upended the bottle, sprinkling a fluorescent pink powder across him. She cuffed the man's now visible arms behind him and passed him off to one of the other officers.

The two of you turned your attention back to Aizawa in time to watch the now cuffed Zanshu being yanked to his feet by his collar. Hate burned in Aizawa's eyes as he watched Zanshu curse and struggle against his viselike grip. Choking him with his collar, Aizawa leaned forward and whispered something that made Zanshu go still.

You couldn't hear what was said, but the officer that stood next to them paled before quickly going back to the task he was doing.

Officer Blake nudged you before saying quietly, "Not to interrupt your staring, but I'm taking this one downstairs to the paddy wagon. Did you want to walk down with me or wait up here for now?"

You glanced back at Aizawa and the other officers before reluctantly saying, "Yea... it'd probably best if I go with you so I'm not in the way."

"Don't go."

You spun around at the sound of Aizawa's voice. He stood there, haggard and covered in another man's blood. He took a deep breath before roughly passing Zanshu off to an officer.

Aizawa bent down slowly and picked up the discarded knife. Everything around him seemed to blur out of focus as he walked towards you. You felt yourself sway and the room grew fuzzier.

"You need to stay awake Y/N," Aizawa warned as he carefully cut the stretched tape from your wrists. Your eyes watered as your arms fell limply at your side. He tossed the knife aside and caught you when your knees buckled. You let your head fall heavily into the crook of his shoulder. It was then that you heard him speak, his voice barely even a whisper, "Don't worry Y/N, I've got you."

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Summary: The bitch known as Zanshu threatened y/n and Aizawa wasn't having any of that. Right before Aizawa could beat the crap out of him, the cops break down the door giving Aizawa the opportunity to pin down Zanshu. The bad guys and Derrick are handcuffed and being brought down to the paddy wagon when you start to get dizzy and Aizawa frees your arms that we're still taped together. It ends with Aizawa trying to comfort Y/N and keep her awake.

A/N: Thanks so much for y'all's patience, it's been a helluva year and I couldn't write there for a while. I hope the update was worth the wait and that y'all have been staying happy and safe. Would you believe me if I told you it was a complete coincidence that I ended up posting this on Aizawa's birthday? Life's funny like that I guess.

The next update is the last one.