Hello, all!

So these stories were originally written in response to some prompts on tumblr. scira-scallison-fanfiction sent me some prompts that people had requested, and so I thought I would post them here.

I will say that I like the Scira pairing better, but I have nothing but love for Scallison as well. There was something... powerful about the chemistry between Allison and Scott... it was pure and wonderful. A rare type of relationship that you don't see too much in media these days- two people who genuinely love being around one another... like the only thing one of them needs is the other's company. Kira and Scott's relationship is entirely different and I love the differences in the way they interact. I think the reason I like Scira so much more is simply because I identify so strongly with Kira and so I like her a lot. She is the awkward girl that doesn't really have a handle on this whole social interaction thing, but tries her hardest and is a genuinely kind person. While I admired Allison for her strength of character and complex personality (and one of the best character arcs I have seen in a very long time), I adore Kira for her sweet awkwardness and genuine kindness.

So that's my opinion on the pairings... completely unasked. XD

So these will just be the stories I write for the prompts. I am not sure if that user is still running their blog, and so if you have a prompt for a Scira fanfic that you would like to see written, let me know! I think the only thing I really won't do is smut.

Prompt: Scott and Kira fight and then make up.

"Kira!"

The call went unanswered for a long moment. Finally, "Yeah?"

In lieu of an answer, the door to her room opened, revealing her father, and a few steps behind him, (as she had expected) Scott. His wide-set shoulders seemed to tower over her father as he stepped aside to permit the boyfriend entrance. Decidedly leaving the door open, Kira's father vanished back down the hallway.

Kira sat on her bed in sweats and a tank top, her hair still rolled in a towel and piled on top of her head from a shower. She sat up and smiled at him, but he could tell it was forced. Scott lowered himself onto the edge of the bed, gently resting a hand on one of her bare ankles.

"I know you're angry," he said, meeting her eyes.

Her smile faded a little, but she didn't let it vanish completely just yet. "I'm not angry," she said simply.

Scott chuckled a little. "You know I can smell it, right?" he asked, tapping the side of his nose.

She allowed her smile to finally melt. "Not angry," she insisted quietly. She draped her arms around her bent knees and her eyes drifted to the design on her comforter.

"Irritated, then," said Scott with a shrug.

Her eyes met his without moving her head. "Well... not at you," she muttered.

"At me," Scott insisted gently. His smile was gone, but he didn't seem upset. He moved his thumb in distracted little circles on her ankle. "You're allowed to be," he said, his eyes finally breaking away to look at his shoes in something akin to shame.

Kira chewed her lip for a moment before looking at him fully. "It's just... we finally found a moment," she said, her eyes tracing his jawline almost automatically. "A night for a date. That movie we talked about. A night we could... pretend to be normal." She looked down again. "And then Derek calls, and you're just... gone." Scott said nothing. Perhaps the kitsune wouldn't have been as hurt by the whole thing... it the former-werewolf had been in actual danger. But a false alarm had eaten up his time and by the time he got back, the movie had been over. A strangely muted confrontation had followed; more than enough for Scott to get a sense of how hurt Kira was by the whole thing. He looked up at her when she spoke again. "You're the alpha... I know that... but... will it always be this way?" She suddenly looked away again, her eyes now fixing on the lamp beside her bed. "I know it's selfish..."

Scott's large hand gently took her chin and forced her eyes back to his. "No... it's okay to want things for yourself, Kira." He scooted up the bed a little until his hip touched hers, and placed his other hand on the other side of her face. His thumbs gingerly traced little lines across her cheekbones. "I'm sorry about tonight. But, no. Things won't always be this way. We have to believe in a time of..." he groped for words, and chuckled when he said, "boringness."

She smiled weakly with him and tilted her head into his hand, placing a quick kiss against the heel. "What kind of teenagers wish for that?" she asked with a little chuckle.

Scott pursed his lips and gave a shrug. "Supernatural ones?"

She smiled, but he got the feeling she wasn't particularly comforted. He wished he could give her a date; a time at which this would all be over and their 'boring' lives could start. As it was... all he had were his own resolute beliefs that he would somehow see them through the hell that seemed to be closing in on them.

He took his hands from her face and intertwined his right fingers with hers, as she used her left to push the towel off her hair and onto the pillow behind her. Scott ran his free fingers through the wet ebony locks, feeling as silk in his hand. After a moment, he took her left hand and sighed, pressing his lips to her knuckles and almost leaning his head against them. "What can I do to make it up to you?"

She pursed her lips in thought for a moment, her gaze wandering along the curve of his neck and shoulders. She looked back into his eyes, her own far more serious than he expected. "Can you promise me something?"

Scott waited before answering. He had a feeling he knew what the request was... but how could he ignore a call for help? He knew he needed to have his own priorities, and he wanted Kira to be among the top, but... He sighed. "Unfortunately, I can't promise I won't run to help when someone calls," he said, with enough regret in his voice that Kira's eyes softened with sympathy. "Like you said... I'm the alpha. Whether I signed up for it or not, it's my job to keep everyone safe." His eyes were pleading when he said, "You understand?"

Kira smiled softly and shook her head. "I don't want you to stop protecting people, Scott. It's what you do. It's one of the things I like about you." She leaned forward until her forehead rested against his. "Can you promise that next time... you'll take me with you?"

Scott looked into her eyes for a brief second before he captured her lips in a kiss. He inhaled her scent as though he were memorizing it, putting one hand on the back of her neck, and the other dropping to rest on her thigh. As they pulled apart, slightly breathless and their foreheads once again gently pressed together, Scott smiled. "I guess I can promise that," he conceded, his eyes locking with hers. "I just... I don't want you to get hurt."

Kira grinned and with a quiet crackle, Scott let out a rather satisfying canine-esque yelp and yanked his hands away from her thin form. She puffed her chest out a little and fixed him with a playful stare. "You'll recall, I'm pretty good at taking care of myself."

Scott couldn't help but laugh as the electricity tingled across his fingers. He stared at the flesh for a moment before sighing and looking back at his girlfriend- his strong, shy, brilliant, and beautiful Kira. He stood and rounded the bed, coming up behind her and sitting down. "C'mere," he said simply, leaning back against her pillows and opening his arms. She clamored halfway onto his lap and snuggled against his chest, her head tucked under his chin. It wasn't long before they both relaxed and slipped into a comfortable doze, free for just a short time from the supernatural threats that surrounded them.

Way better than a movie, thought Kira as she fell to sleep.

Hope you all liked it! Let me know what you think! More to come!