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School Yard Tussle [short fic, hyena(f)x human(m), non smut]

Nov 2nd, 2017
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  1. School Yard Tussle [short fic, hyena(f) x human(m), non-smut]
  2. by Teether
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  4. >you sit alone at a bench on the edge high school playground
  5. >Everyone else is broken off into their various cliques, all playing with the newest toys and games
  6. >But you.....your all alone
  7. >You never really fit in with any of the other classmates
  8. >An outcast...an poor to boot
  9. >Suddenly you feel a sharp, weighty, object slam you in the back of the head
  10. >You drop forward off the bench, your fingers brushing through your wet hair
  11. >You bring your fingers in front of your face
  12. >Blood
  13. >Lots of it
  14. >You pick up a small, blood stained, chunk of concrete from the playground mulch infront of you
  15. "Ok? Who-" you say stammering to your feet as you turn around
  16. >Its the biggest bully in Big Town
  17. >Syd the rhino
  18. >face like a slab of quarry granite and muscles of a bodybuilder
  19. >Its almost like he was born to bulley
  20. >"Hey faggot, where's my usual cut? D'you forget our little agreement? You leave your lunch money on your desk after sixth period and I don't cave your little monkey face in" said Syd while cracking his boulder-like knuckles
  21. >Your vision wavers a bit as you feel a warm trickle on the back of your neck
  22. >"You g'nnah answer me or am I g'nnah hav'tah break it out of y'ah" said Syd taking a couple steps closer to you
  23. "I-i d-don't have the money" you say in a wavery voice, your fist clenching around the bloody piece of concrete
  24. >"Whatt was that little B?" said Syd leaning towards you and cupping his ear mockingly
  25. "I-i said I don't have it, m-my mom said that she'd have to skip th-" you quiver before Syd picks you up by the front of your t-shirt and slams you full force onto the mulch
  26. >"Well little B, thats not g'nna cut it. Now I'll ask again. Where's my money?" said Syd before placing a giant foot on your chest
  27. >You could feel all the air being crushed from your lungs as you let out a couple whiny sputters
  28. >The image of Syd ugly grey mug wavers from your blackening sight
  29. >You feel a rush of air and two loud, heavy, thumps as Syd's weight leaves your chest
  30. >You prop yourself up as you gasp for air
  31. >You look over to see a hyena girl in ratty clothing on top of Syd, now laying on his back
  32. >The hyena girl has Syd's arms pinned to the ground while she snaps her jaws in his face, "Fuck off Syd! Leave the skin alone!"
  33. >*"skin?" you think running a hand over your arm as you get to your feet
  34. >Syd quickly throws the hyena off of him and gets to his feet, "Fuck off Kyrah, this is between men"
  35. >Kyrah recovers on her feet, fists clenched in front, "No, your shaking down the skins again for easy lunch money. Go take y'er show somewhere else and fuck off"
  36. >Syd glared silently for a couple seconds before lunging at Kyrah
  37. >In a snap of the moment, you throw the piece of bloody concrete as hard as you can at the side of Syd's head
  38. >It makes contact, stammering Syd to the side just in time to come full face to Kyrah's fist
  39. >An audible crunch could be heard as Syd plowed backwards onto his ass
  40. >You run over to Kyrah and ask if she's ok
  41. >"Yeah skins I am fine, just got a little spit on my hand" said Kyrah brushing her hands
  42. >Syd spits out a wad of blood and a couple teeth before getting to his feet
  43. >Side by side you and Kyrah put your fists out, ready for the behemoth to come charging again
  44. >Instead Syd turns around and mumbles, "faggot" under his breath as he walks away
  45. >You both put your fists down as the adrenaline dies
  46. "Whelp....guess I got quite the ass-whoopin ahead of me tomorrow when that talking rock comes back for a little revenge....thanks though" you say to Kyrah as she straightens her jacket collar
  47. >"He's not gonna bother any of you skins anymore. I've seen how the teachers treat the handful of you we got at this school. Letting bullys off the hook, it makes me sick" said Kyrah looking down at you
  48. >You feel a slight flutter in your throat, "R-really, like you mean it?"
  49. >Kyrah nods, "Yup. I keep my word, even to skins"
  50. "So....Are you going to create so sort of "skin-protection squad" or something like that?"
  51. >Kyrah lets out a nerve shattering yeen laugh as you stand unsure of what will happen next
  52. >"You, know hehehe, that's not such a bad idea." says Kyrah through a couple of yeen giggles
  53. "What? You mean for real?"
  54. >"Yeah! No seriously, It'll give me something to do and a reason to pummel Syd's fat ass somemore. So...What'dah say? Wanna be my first recruit to Big Town's 'Skins-Protection Squad'?"
  55. "B-but, Iam no fighter....I don't even know how to keep myself from getting beaten, less dole out some beatings" you say looking down into your scrawny hands
  56. >You see two large paws gently grab them
  57. >You look up into Kyrah's dirt-smudged and beautifully disheleved, furry face
  58. >"Look, my mah was in the military and she taught me everything I know about self-defense. You could come over to my house and I could teach you" said Kyrah with an overly eager face
  59. >Your hearts racing a million miles a second and you feel the warmth of blood rush to your face
  60. "Y-yeah that would be great, I-I'd love to" you spill out as the butterflies grow restless in the pit of your gut
  61. >"Really!? I mean, you'd be the first person I've had over in like...in like forever. Just lemme tell my mah and we can start your first lesson after school" said Kyrah, her smile completely exposing two giant rows of sharp teeth
  62. >Everything is going so fast that you only manage out a couple of accepting grunts
  63. >Kyrah forces a slip of paper with her name and number into your hand before giving you a couple, hearty, pats on the back
  64. >"Got all that? Good! I'll see you at six" said Kyrah waving good bye to you as the bell for the next class period rang
  65. >You wave her goodbye as you look down into the note in your hand
  66. *"This was written before her fight with Syd"
  67. *"........"
  68. *"Did I just get asked on a date?..."
  69. >A large smile crosses your face as you kiss the note, Kyrah's scent purposely swabbed all over the piece of scrap paper
  70. >You fold it up and place in your breast pocket, safe and close to your heart as you slowly walk off to your next set of classes
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