You're mine

Chapter 1: Fighting like cats and dogs

"MIKHAIL YOU BITCH!!"
{Y/N} screamed, grabbing her scythe as her burgundy red hair trailed along behind her. This had been the sixth time Mikhail had stolen her tampons to stick up his nose this week and she was getting tired of it.

"MIKHAIL GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!"

"And they're back at it again.."
Phillip rolled his eyes, propping his legs legs up onto the table as he begun to play his violin, then was tipped off the chair as {Y/N} raced around the table to lunge at the vampire who had stolen her tampons.

Mikhail laughed, and opened the box of them and placed one up each of his nostrils and one out each ear hole. He then turned around and acted as though he was a bear. Phillip, Fallon and Yuliy thought that this was absolutely fucking hilarious, but {Y/N} was PISSED.

Dorothea glanced at {Y/N}, and rolled her eyes, she knew that boys would never understand the struggles of a female and pulled her away from the living room where the boys were situated, patting {Y/N} on the back as she gave her a new box of personal care items.

"Don't worry too much about them, {Y/N}."
She looked toward her with a sympathetic look in her green eyes.

"Mikhail is just being his usual dickhead self."
{Y/N} Scoffed. regardless, he always managed to piss her off.

"Thank you, Thea."
{Y/N} offered a small smile to the other female and shook her head.

"No problem, {Y/N}. Just make sure you kick his ass in training today, got it?"
Thea chuckled, smacking {Y/N} on her back.

"Yes ma'am,"
{Y/N} grinned, getting off Dorotheas bed and trailing off toward her room as she closed the door quietly behind her. She looked around the room and then found herself on her bed, lost in thought.

Life had been much different ever since she had joined the Jaegers. She knew this, and knew how much they had done for her. She went from working in a disgusting illegal trade industry in the middle of the desert where she sold and bought things for a mere penny to kicking ass and fighting crime with a pack. She trailed her slender tan fingers up her arms, as they brushed over her tribal markings and tattoos. She will never forget that day where Mikhail met her, she was beaten and bruised to a pulp and left to die in the harsh desert's terrain. How pathetic.

{Y/N} always liked the warmer weather more, as she was sensitive to the cold just as yuliy was. She remembers nothing much of when she was a mere child, only small glimpses of a village somewhere in the desert could she ever dig up from her memories.

She will forever remember the unconditional love and care they showed for her when they found her there to die. Mikhail was one of the strongest members there with them at the time so he wrapped his arms around her limp body. To his surprise {Y/N} was light.
After Mikhail had been reincarnated he never once left Yuliy's side. He wanted to make sure he could protect his baby brother with everything he was, now that he wasn't under Yevgrafs control anymore.

After {Y/N} had snapped out of her mind blank she rose from her bed and put a black sports bra on, and some sporty leggings which matched. The clothing hugged and extenuated her curves in the all right places.

{Y/N} smirked as she braided her hair as a beam of sunlight seeped through the window, crawling onto her golden tan skin. She looked like a literal goddess in this light. {Y/N} finished braiding her velvet-like hair and made her way toward the training dojo.

"I'm gonna make Mikhail my bitch in this training session."
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It was around 5:00pm at night, all of the Jaegers were in the training dojo practicing hand to hand combat when {Y/N} walked in.

"Glad you could make it, {Y/N}!"
Thea boomed, smiling all the way as she was kicking Fallons ass.

Everyone's eyes was now on poor {Y/N}, a few glances was shared and along with that a wolf whistle from Mikhail.

"Damn if you wore clothing like that everyday-"
Just as Mikhail was about to finish {Y/N} bolted over toward him with lightning speed.

This is what you get for pissing me off! {Y/N} slid on the soft dirt and kicked his feet out from underneath him. He screeched as he fell back into his butt.

Snickers and glances was filling the room, Mikhail Jirov had just gotten his ass kicked by a girl.

"Now that's for being a dick."
{Y/N} Growled, deflecting a punch from him and then kicking him in the side.

"And that's for being cocky."
{Y/N} watched as Mikhail fell dramatically toward the ground.

"Oh my poor ass..!"
He whined, as the dojo errupted with laughter.

"What? It took me years to get a body like this I'm delicate!" He screeched, even Phillip was laughing.

{Y/N} just rolled her eyes and reached her hand out to help him up, then just as he was about to take her hand, she pulled it away.

"Sike bitch you thought."
{Y/N} Laughed at the male below her. His platinum white hair sprawled across onto the dirt as he begun to sweat.

Damn Mikhail why are you so hot.. {Y/N} Looked over toward him as she realised what she was thinking and quickly averted her gaze to some place else. Then she just realised his signature red shirt was lifted up more then usual revealing his toned body.

She felt a sudden heat rise up in her face. Deciding to quickly move away from him while she still could before he noticed he had made her blush she moved away toward the rafters, before Mikhail could boost his ego knowing he successfully made {Y/N} flustered.

Unfortunately for {Y/N} Mikhail did notice the sudden red tinge on her golden skin, but instead of saying something snarky or cocky for once he kept his mouth shut and felt a small smile form across his lips as he watched her make her way toward the rafters of the dojo.

Training went on for another 30 minutes before Fallon decided to plead for mercy to Dorothea as he was hungry and tired. Although Fallon was a well built man, he was a cinnamon roll.

It was golden hour when {Y/N} had finished her training on the support beams high above the ground. She decided that she'd make a dramatic presentation as she jumped off the beams.

Everyone in the room stared at her, scared for safety as she did a flip and landed on poor Mikhail.

Everyone errupted with laughter as Mikhail looked up toward {Y/N} dumbfounded as a small blush crept across his face.

He looked up at {Y/N}, taking in her beauty, then as if god himself was there, a golden light seeped through the windows of the dojo. They were attracted to {Y/N} as they crept onto her tan skin, making her look like a goddess in gym attire.

{Y/N} looked down toward Mikhail and whispered in his ear.

"And that, is for being a little bitch."
She grinned at him, rolling off him as she stood up, walking toward to exit.

"Hurry up, don't just lay there Mikhail we have things to get done!"
{Y/N} Laughed at him, her hips swaying as she exited the room.

Mikhail couldn't help but stare at her body as she left the dojo. He had no shame in doing so, after all, {Y/N} knew what she was doing.