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Hopefully, he'll be okay. Now Chani? Yeah, she learned something from AJ. You think that blood will come out? How about Eliza's face? That's gonna leave some nasty scars. Though the bitch deserves it, and too bad she didn't try anything. I would've had fun writing AJ getting pissed off. Dragon rage. *Shudders* Not anything you want to be on the receiving side of.\n\nHopefully dinner will be better.\n\nMartin, Andais, Yvonne, Yvette, Tanya, Andais, Eliza, and others belongs to [iconname]Charvale[/iconname]\n\nChani, Jenny, Lee, AJ and Crystal belongs to me. [iconname]AJDurai[/iconname]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Looks like Martin is definitely not having a good day. Hopefully, he'll be okay. Now Chani? Yeah, she learned something from AJ. You think that blood will come out? How about Eliza's face? That's gonna leave some nasty scars. Though the bitch deserves it, and too bad she didn't try anything. I would've had fun writing AJ getting pissed off. Dragon rage. *Shudders* Not anything you want to be on the receiving side of.

Hopefully dinner will be better.

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", "writing": "Chani found it difficult to concentrate throughout the day after the initial adrenaline rush during World History, her weariness from that morning was starting to catch up with her. Holding her head up with the heel of her hand, she blinked rapidly as she tried to focus on her school work. Shifting to sit up fully in her chair, the young woman gave a deep sigh as she tried her best to wake up. Walking up on her side, her Algebra teacher stopped by her desk. “Miss Durai, are you alright?” he asked.\n\n“Hmm?” she asked before rubbing at the side of her head. “Yes, sir. I just stayed awake a little too long last night doing all of my homework.”\n\n“I see.” he remarked, “Are you sure that you’re alright?”\n\n“Yeah.” Chani answered, “I’ll be fine.”\n\nGoing back to her lesson, she found herself managing to stay awake through force of will alone as she finished the third row of algebraic equations. When the bell rang for lunch, however, she found herself more sluggish, moving slower than before so that she was the last person out of the classroom. ‘Maybe I’ll wake up with an energy drink at lunch instead of milk.’ she thought as she went toward the school store instead of the cafeteria.\n\nEven as Chani walked through the hallways, Martin felt his back impact the wall hard enough to make it pop. Wrapping his arms around his mid-section, he glared at the quartet of male canines standing in front of him. The one that had just hit him flexed his hand with a vicious grin down at the mink. “You know something, I’m going to enjoy beating this little fucker’s ass.” he growled.\n\n‘Why am I not surprised?’ Martin thought to himself as he felt pain radiate out from his abdomen. ‘This day just keeps getting better and better.’\n\n“Oh wow!” one of the muscular Rottweiler’s to the side commented. “This little bitch considers himself an artist.” He then proceeded to flip through the art book. “Let’s see… crap, crap, crap… ugly crap… and… Oh. Is this your girlfriend?” he asked showing a picture that Martin had been sketching during his last class.\n\n“Give that back!” he grimaced, a growl rippling through his voice.\n\n“You know, I have a perfect idea…” the Rottweiler said as he pulled the picture out of the art book, tearing it in half. “Oh… I tore i-” he started to say in a teasing manner, only to be interrupted mid-sentence\n\nMartin launched himself at the Rottweiler, his right fist connecting with the canine’s jaw, causing him to stagger backward. Bringing his knee up between the canine’s legs as hard as he could, the smaller mink brought his fist forward a second time, hard enough to rock the older teens head back. The other three lunged at Martin, grabbing at him, only for the mink to kick out at one of the boy’s knees, snapping it backward. Balling his hand up into the male’s shirt, he continued to thrust his fist into the dog’s face as hard and fast as he could.\n\nOne of the males kicked him in the abdomen, causing him to curl up into a ball. The two males left upright grabbed him, tearing Martin off of their friend while their other companion held onto his destroyed knee. Punched in the face and ribs, the boxer that started the fight held him up by his throat. Growling, he started to squeeze the mink’s throat between his hands with unrestrained rage. “Fucking prick! I’ll teach you to hurt one of us!”\n\nSeeing his vision blurring and starting to go dark, Martin did the only thing he could think of… he brought his right leg up as high as it would go. The moment his foot connected with something solid the grip tensed, so he did it again, and again until the hands dropped away, and he fell onto his rump, coughing and breathing raggedly. In front of him, the Boxer was on the ground, holding himself between the legs with his Bullmastiff friend beside the male. “I’m… going to kill you…” the one on the ground squeaked out.\n\n“Enough!” everyone heard to the side.\n\n“No, Eliza! It will never be enough! Didn’t you see what that little bitch did to us?!” the Boxer yelled out. “This little fucker has to pay!”\n\nWalking up to the side, the Doberman from his World History class stopped to glare at the scene before her. “Boys…” she ordered, prompting the doors on either side to open and ten males to exit so that they made a half-circle around the five teenage boys. “One of two things is going to happen here Eric, either you’re going to follow my orders, or you’re going to feel a new level of pain previously unfelt by man.”\n\n“I don’t care what you say, Eliza! This asshole has been walking the hallways of this school for far too long! After what he did to Derek and the others, I’m not going to sit back and watch him continue to get away with that!” Eric barked out.\n\nStepping straight up to him, she slapped the male across the face, hard enough to turn his head. “You have no right to even say his name!” she growled, “Unlike you, I was here when Derek and the others were in charge, you came into the group only a couple of months ago, so don’t tell me what will and will not happen here!”\n\nGlaring down at Martin, she scowled. “You put my boyfriend away. Did you know that?” she asked.\n\n“He deserved it…” Martin croaked out.\n\nEliza nodded, “True. He was an asshole, he was abusive, and he cheated on me with that porcupine whore that you’re all buddy-buddy with, but that’s beside the point.” Stepping up in front of him, she continued to glare at Martin. “I hate you, almost as much as I hate that stuck-up little cunt, Chani.”\n\nLooking up, Martin glared right back at her. “Don’t call her that!” he snarled.\n\n“I’ll call that little cat anything I want, and you can’t do a thing to stop me.” Eliza announced. “Look around. I own this school. Anything I want, I can have.”\n\n“Then why do you hate Chani?” Martin asked. “If you’re really in charge of that much, then there’s no reason to…”\n\n“No reason?!” she shouted, “That little cat hasn’t learned the biggest truth of this school. I’m in charge! For years I was top dog! Derek was an asshole, but he kept the boys in line, while the girls followed my example. Whenever I told someone to do something, they did it, without question.” Eliza stopped for several seconds, her voice becoming cold, venomous. “The moment she came to the school, I had to actually work for everything I wanted. She started winning over all of the popular girls with her sweet, innocent act. Oh, but that wasn’t the worst of it… the next thing I know, my best friend drops me like a hot fucking potato for that… that… that cunt!”\n\nMartin coughed out, “You got what you deserve…”\n\nTaking a step forward, she kicked him in the stomach. “Say that again, asshole! I FUCKING DARE YOU!!!”\n\nPropelling himself up to his feet, Martin brought his hands up, pushing Eliza back so that she stumbled and fell against the canines that were still on the ground. “YOU DO DESERVE IT YOU STUPID, ARROGANT, WORTHLESS, FUCKING WHORE!!!” Standing there with his entire body shaking, the teenage mink glared at her. “If you ever call Chani that again, I will make it to where no man will ever want to look at you, because I will make you just as ugly on the outside as you are on the inside!”\n\nFor several seconds, the entire area went quiet before the group of canines looked down at the female. “Eliza?” one of them asked.\n\nGlaring back at Martin, her lips pulled back into a snarl. “187 his skinny ass.”\n\n“Our pleasure.” the canine that spoke remarked as he popped his knuckles. The entire group moved as one, some taking off their jackets, while the others flexed their muscular arms. \n\nNoticing how everyone moved together, and how he had absolutely 0 skills in fighting, only one thought penetrated Martin’s mind. ‘Well… I’m dead.’\n\nBarely a moment later, out of the corner of his eye, Martin noticed a strange motion to his right in enough time to see the legs of a Malamute close together. The male clutched at his crotch with both hands, causing him to fall forward. Seeing his friend fall the husky beside him turned in enough time to catch a fist to the face. \n\nEveryone turned to see the male stagger, knocking down the pitbull next to him. Both of them went down with the husky grabbing his jaw. It was more than enough because all the dogs halted their advance when Tanya slid to a stop in front of them. “Back off! This is the only warning you’re getting!” she ordered, her voice soft but stern.\n\nAndrea walked up beside Martin, her hand picking up his arm to drape over her shoulder. “Come on. We’ve got you.”\n\n“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Eliza asked as she stood up, her hands balled into fists.\n\n“This doesn’t need to happen, Eliza.” Andrea announced. “Whatever problems you have with me, or anyone here, it doesn’t mean that you have a right to hurt people.”\n\n“Oh… how sweet… you think this is about you…” Eliza taunted.\n\nGlaring back, the porcupine narrowed her eyes. “Tell me that it doesn’t have anything to do with me.”\n\n“Pfft. Hardly. This has to do with what Martin did to Derek…”\n\n“Yeah, and you know something. This school is much better off without him here.” they heard Tanya remark.\n\nEliza glared at the bunny. “You’re going to pay for that you little…”\n\n“Would you shut up already?!” Andrea called out. “I swear you love to hear yourself talk without realizing just how stupid you sound! That’s the one thing about you that I couldn’t stand. You always were such an arrogant bitch.”\n\n“You’re going to pay for that!”\n\n“I already did pay for it, Eliza!” Andrea shouted, “Trying to be yours and Derek’s friends for five years while I watch you two become amoral degenerates was my sin, and I’ve paid for it ever since!” She then glared at the Doberman, her eyes only on the female. “Now you can either back off, or deal with the consequences.”\n\n“Oh, really?” Eliza asked with a smirk. “Are you going to fight me, Andrea?”\n\n“No. I will!”\n\nThe entire group turned to the side to see a blur of white and pink and a shock of chestnut brown hair, before Eliza howled in pain. Watching as her hand went to the bruised side of her face, all the males watched as she spun around. Everyone backed up, at the sight of Chani glaring at them, her eyes molten pools of lavender hatred.\n\nChani stood there, her fingers curled to show her claws extended. On her right hand, the feline’s fingertips were coated in crimson, giving some hint as to what she’d done to Eliza’s face. Looking at her from behind, Tanya, Andrea, and Martin could see the fur on her tail standing on end as it swished side-to-side, showing her displeasure.\n\n‘Crap! The faculty is right. I am a bad influence on her…’ Martin thought silently as he heard Chani growl at the group of canines.\n\n“You will leave my friends and I alone from now on, is that clear?” Chani ordered.\n\n“Ahh! My face!” Eliza howled, “You scratched my face you fucking…!”\n\n“Just be thankful I’m leaving you with even part of your face untouched!” Chani shouted at Eliza. “You brought it on yourself!” \n\nTurning to glare at her with blood dripping past her eyes, Eliza glared at Chani. “Oh you little… I am going to…”\n\nChani stepped forward, snarling at the Doberman. “You’re going to do nothing!” she ordered, “About the only thing you’re going to do is leave me, Andrea, Tanya, and Martin alone! Do you understand?”\n\n“I don’t think so…”\n\nShaking her head, the feline growled low in her throat. “I do think so “Miss Hargrove”, unless you want to get our families involved.”\n\n“Yeah… let’s get family involved.” the canine snarled, a smirk on her face, “My father is superintendent of the school. What does your daddy do for a living?”\n\n“He owns and runs a spa.” Chani remarked with a smile, her tail going into a slow weave with less jerking motions.\n\nEliza laughed, “A spa! Oh, yeah! That’s really frightening. I can have you expelled from school for this!” She then pointed at her bloody, clawed up face.\n\n“That’s alright. I can have you and your family kicked out of the city.”\n\nBlinking, the Doberman shook her head. “From a spa owner?” she asked. “How does someone who owns a spa hold that much pull with the city commissioners?”\n\n“Oh, he doesn’t go through the city commissioners. He just tells them what to do, and they make it happen.” Chani answered with a smile.\n\n“Yeah, right!” Eliza remarked, “You would have to be the daughter of An-Jun Durai in order to do that.”\n\nChani nodded “Yeah, that’s my father.”\n\n“Wh-What?!” Eliza asked as some of the males started to back up.\n\n“An-Jun is my father.” she answered “I’m Chani Durai, or are you too stupid to pay attention to the teachers when they call out the other student’s names?”\n\nShaking her head, the Doberman looked to Tanya and Andrea who just stood there with smiles on their faces, while Martin nodded his head. “B-But… the otter girl…\n\n“That’s my little sister, Jenny.” Chani said with a smile.\n\n“But… But I… You…” Eliza said as she looked around at the guys who started to pick themselves up from the ground. “Th-There’s no reason to get family involved in all of this…”\n\nGlaring at all of them, Chani leveled them all with her gaze. “Leave. Now.” was all she said, and the quartet watched as the entire group backed away, with some of them limping from the fight. The pitbull even went so far as to gather up Martin’s stuff that they had taken out of his satchel bag, and return the items to their owner.\n\nManaging to stand on his own, Martin took the bag from the one holding it out to him, and pulled out his drawing tablet. Looking at the ruined book, he clenched his hands around the paper as tears fell from his cheeks. ‘They ruined them all.’ he thought to himself. Shaking his head, he walked over to the nearest garbage dumpster, and launched the drawing tablet into the rectangular opening with such force that it caused a muffled ‘WHUMP’.\n\nWatching him stagger over to the dumpster, Chani blinked and reached out for him, as she took a step forward. “Martin?” she asked. “Are you alright?”\n\n“Stay away from me.”\n\nChani blinked. “Wh-What?” she asked. “Martin… I came over here to help…”\n\n“I didn’t ask for your help!” he shouted at her before realizing what he had just done, the look of fear and shock on her face dissipating his anger from the fight instantly. His next words were spoken so softly that if he were only a foot further away, she wouldn’t have been able to hear them. “Just… just stay away from me.”\n\nTears slid down Chani’s cheeks as she watched Martin limp away with one hand around his abdomen, and the other still holding his satchel bag strap, while the bag itself dragged on the ground. Collapsing onto her knees, she felt Andrea and Tanya gently wrapping their arms around her, hugging the feline as she broke down in wracking sobs. Once he was around the corner, the teenage mink pressed his back to the wall and slid down onto his rump. Resting his head against his knees, and with his arms around his legs, he just sat there and cried as his tail wrapped around his body.\n\nAfter lunch, Chani tried to focus on her schoolwork. Her earlier weariness was replaced with an ache in her chest that made her want the day to end. She even so far as to try forgetting that she ever had feelings for Martin by focusing on the coming weekend, and her “friend”.\n\nSmiling, she felt her tail wiggling behind her back as she went over the fight in her mind. Arriving at the very end, she remembered how Andrea held the mink up in her arms, while Tanya attempted to protect him. ‘He doesn’t deserve any of our friendships.’ she thought silently as she finished her science project. Shaking herself mentally from the bitterness in her own mind, she sighed ‘Serves him right, the stupid jerk. I was just trying to help him. He didn’t have to yell at me.’ Giving a sigh, she glanced out the window. ‘Martin doesn’t matter anymore.’\n\nWhen the bell rang for her final class, the teenage feline sighed as she packed up the last of her books and headed back to her locker. Organizing the books and binders, Chani walked through the hallways to the art classroom. She never even looked around to see whether or not Martin arrived in class, her heart hurt too much from the last time she had seen him. Focusing on the bottle and the fruit instead, she blocked out everything else from her mind until the bell rang. Turning in her final project page, she heard Mr. Gerard call back to her. “Miss Durai?”\n\n“Yes, sir?” she asked, turning around.\n\n“I was wondering if you knew where Mr. Thomas is this afternoon?” he asked.\n\nChani shook her head, “No, and I really couldn’t care less at this point.”\n\nNodding, he sighed. “I see. Thank you, Miss Durai.”\n\nPicking up her stuff, the feline exited the art department only to meet up with Andrea and Tanya. As they were talking, something sparked her memory, causing her to snap her fingers. “Oh! I meant to tell you earlier… but you know… craziness happened.” she said with a smile. “Cheryl offered to teach you memory exercises for next week.”\n\n“That’s awesome!” Tanya practically gushed.\n\nAndrea nodded, “I’ll get together with her and we’ll set up a time to talk.”\n\nOnce the trio were at their lockers, each of them pulled out all the books and binders for homework they would need that night, and started for the double doors that would lead outside. Waving goodbye to Andrea, she watched as the porcupine headed across the parking lot to her bus, while Tanya stood in the line leading to her bus. As they were standing there, the bunny looked around. “Have you seen Martin?” she asked.\n\n“No. I haven’t.” Chani retorted bitterly. “I’m not the guy’s keeper.”\n\nTanya blinked, looking at the feline. “I… I was just asking…”\n\nFor several seconds, they stood together in silence before the lines started to move. “See you next week.” Chani remarked.\n\n“Yeah.” Tanya said softly. “See you Monday.”\n\nEven though she tried not to think about Martin, but Tanya’s question sparked Chani’s mind to go back to the last time she had seen him, and worry crept up her spine causing her tail to twitch. ‘He’s fine!’ she thought to herself, unconvinced. ‘I’ll see him on Monday, and he’ll be his normal jerk self. There’s no reason to worry about him.’ As she thought that, the memory of him holding his abdomen and staggering away cut through her mind, making her worry worse than ever. ‘Come on! He just went to the office and the nurse sent him home… but then why did Mr. Gerard ask if I had seen him?’ Clenching her eyes closed, she shook her head, ‘No! He’s fine! I know he’s fine… but… but what if he’s not?’ She was just about to stand up when the bus started to pull away. “I hope he’s alright…” she murmured.\n\nFive minutes after school had let out, Martin shakily ascended the hill leading to his home. The memory of his walk home, vomiting halfway through when he tried to drink water, and nearly passing out twice kept him going even though all he wanted to do was sleep. His entire abdomen stung and ached, while his vision blurred at the edges. A little more than fifteen minutes later, he crossed the front yard of his home, and stepped up onto the porch. Taking deep breaths, he turned the handle on the door, and pushed it inward.\n\nThe aroma assaulting his nose was one that he hadn’t had in a long time. Leaning his head up, he staggered forward, letting that heavenly aroma fill his nostrils as he shunted himself into the house. Part of him wanted to poke his head into the kitchen, just to smell what his mom was deep frying but he felt a wave of nausea flow over him, and decided to head for his room. “Martin? Is that you?” he heard his mother ask.\n \n“Yeah, mom.” he answered looking down where he stood at the base of the stairs.\n\n“How was school today?” Andais asked.\n\n“Could’ve been better…” he thought aloud\n\n“I’m sorry, honey.” she said as she continued to work in the kitchen, “Hopefully next week will be better.”\n\nMartin sighed, ‘Honestly, I don’t know how it could be much worse.’ he thought as he started on his way up to his bedroom. \n\n“After you get a shower, honey, I want to make sure you look presentable for our guests.” she called out when he was about halfway up the stairs. “I want to make a really good impression for this particular client.”\n\nFeeling like he was going to pass out, the young mink finally reached the top of the stairs, and then turned the corner to reach his bedroom. Once he was inside, Martin sat down onto his bed, and stripped off his shirt. His entire abdomen and chest area was covered in a large purple and black bruise, with angry red around the edges. Dropping his t-shirt onto his floor, he took a pure white one from his dresser and a button up one from the closet, along with a pair of black slacks. Wincing, he staggered for the bathroom.\n\nGetting into the shower, he felt the hot water sting his body, causing him to curl up at the bottom of the stall, gritting his teeth in agony for what seemed like an eternity while focusing on his breathing. Even so, he refused to cry out. Instead he just curled up, whimpering as the water flowed over his naked form. When the pain became a dull throb, Martin finally rubbed his furred body with the soaped up sponge, wincing and inhaling in pain every time he touched his chest and stomach, moved his arms, or just tried to breathe. ‘I better not make any sudden motions tonight.’ he thought silently. ‘I just need to get through dinner, and then I can sleep.’\n\nStepping out of the shower, he toweled off as best he could, before dressing. Once more he was assaulted with agonizing pain each time he raised his arms up to around his upper chest area. Taking shallow breaths, he managed to pull the t-shirt down past his waist. Pulling on his dress shirt, Martin left the top button undone as he buttoned it up, and then pulled his slacks up to his waist. When he was fully dressed, he looked at himself in the mirror, to see a bruise on the side of his face. ‘Crap!’ he thought with a sigh ‘Thankfully they didn’t break the skin.’\n\nTaking a couple of caplets for pain, he washed it down with a small cup of water that he normally used for mouthwash. Holding onto the sink, he felt the sting of the water as it hit his stomach, causing him to get light-headed for several seconds. ‘Maybe I should just tell mom… and… ruin her night…?’ Giving a sigh he shook his head. ‘No. This is important to her…’\n\nA knock on the door had him look over. “Yeah?” he asked.\n\n“Mom wants you downstairs.” Yvette called through the door. “She says that our guests are going to be here any minute.”\n\n“Okay. I’m coming.” he remarked.\n\nFor a few seconds silence descended before he heard. “Are you alright? You normally don’t spend this much time in the bathroom.”\n\n“I’m fine.” Martin lied. “Just want to make sure I look presentable since mom’s making such a fuss.”\n\n“Oh. Okay.”\n \nStanding up fully, he looked at himself in the mirror. The only real damage he could see was the bruise on his cheek. Unfortunately, it was quite evident on his white furred cheek. ‘Well there’s no chance that she’s going to miss it, so I’ll just have to deal with the backlash when it comes. Until then… I should be alright.’ Exiting the bathroom, he started for the stairs only to see the entire table filled with covered trays of food. Both of his sisters were sitting on the couch, rubbing at their stomachs and looking at the table hungrily. “I wish they would get here already…” Yvette complained, “I’m starving.”\n\n“Why do I have to wear a bow?” Yvonne asked, trying to remove the hair bow.\n\n“Because you look pretty with a bow on.” Yvette answered, causing her twin to narrow her eyes and glance sidelong at her sister.\n\nMartin just stood there, shaking his head. “We’ve never had clients over at the house before… why is mom putting up so much of a fuss for someone we don’t even know?” he asked as he leaned against the back of the couch, trying to hide his dizzy spell. The moment that Yvette looked back at him, her eyes widened in shock.\n\n“What happened to your face?” she asked.\n\n“Nothing. Just had some trouble at scho-“ he started to say, but was interrupted.\n\n“Honey! Can you set out the plates on the table?” Andais called from her bedroom.\n\nGiving a shrug, he sighed as he turned for the kitchen. “Come on, if I have to do this so do you.”\n\nBoth girls got up, looking at him in shock. “You need to tell mom.” Yvette remarked. \n\nYvonne nodded. “If you don’t we will.”\n\n“I’ll tell her after dinner, alright?” Martin remarked as he ushered the twins over to the dining area to set out the napkins, silverware, and glasses for drinks while he picked up the stack of plates that Andais already had set out on the counter. When he saw Yvette trying to sneak a bit of food, he shook his head saying “Put it back.” while his hand clenched in pain.\n\nLooking up at him, Yvette pouted while doing the sad puppy dog eyes. “But I’m hungry, Martin.” she whined.\n\n“Fine, eat it, but I’m telling mom, and you won’t get more during dinner.”\n\nLooking at the breaded meat, she licked her lips, sniffing it before finally putting it back on the plate with a whine. “I hope they get here soon.” Yvette whimpered, “I’m starving.”\n\n“We always eat between five and six, so you can wait until then.” he prompted.\n\nYvonne looked at the clock. “It is ten minute’s to six.”\n\nThat was when Yvette blinked, turning to the front door. “Do you hear… horses?”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Chani found it difficult to concentrate throughout the day after the initial adrenaline rush during World History, her weariness from that morning was starting to catch up with her. Holding her head up with the heel of her hand, she blinked rapidly as she tried to focus on her school work. Shifting to sit up fully in her chair, the young woman gave a deep sigh as she tried her best to wake up. Walking up on her side, her Algebra teacher stopped by her desk. “Miss Durai, are you alright?” he asked.

“Hmm?” she asked before rubbing at the side of her head. “Yes, sir. I just stayed awake a little too long last night doing all of my homework.”

“I see.” he remarked, “Are you sure that you’re alright?”

“Yeah.” Chani answered, “I’ll be fine.”

Going back to her lesson, she found herself managing to stay awake through force of will alone as she finished the third row of algebraic equations. When the bell rang for lunch, however, she found herself more sluggish, moving slower than before so that she was the last person out of the classroom. ‘Maybe I’ll wake up with an energy drink at lunch instead of milk.’ she thought as she went toward the school store instead of the cafeteria.

Even as Chani walked through the hallways, Martin felt his back impact the wall hard enough to make it pop. Wrapping his arms around his mid-section, he glared at the quartet of male canines standing in front of him. The one that had just hit him flexed his hand with a vicious grin down at the mink. “You know something, I’m going to enjoy beating this little fucker’s ass.” he growled.

‘Why am I not surprised?’ Martin thought to himself as he felt pain radiate out from his abdomen. ‘This day just keeps getting better and better.’

“Oh wow!” one of the muscular Rottweiler’s to the side commented. “This little bitch considers himself an artist.” He then proceeded to flip through the art book. “Let’s see… crap, crap, crap… ugly crap… and… Oh. Is this your girlfriend?” he asked showing a picture that Martin had been sketching during his last class.

“Give that back!” he grimaced, a growl rippling through his voice.

“You know, I have a perfect idea…” the Rottweiler said as he pulled the picture out of the art book, tearing it in half. “Oh… I tore i-” he started to say in a teasing manner, only to be interrupted mid-sentence

Martin launched himself at the Rottweiler, his right fist connecting with the canine’s jaw, causing him to stagger backward. Bringing his knee up between the canine’s legs as hard as he could, the smaller mink brought his fist forward a second time, hard enough to rock the older teens head back. The other three lunged at Martin, grabbing at him, only for the mink to kick out at one of the boy’s knees, snapping it backward. Balling his hand up into the male’s shirt, he continued to thrust his fist into the dog’s face as hard and fast as he could.

One of the males kicked him in the abdomen, causing him to curl up into a ball. The two males left upright grabbed him, tearing Martin off of their friend while their other companion held onto his destroyed knee. Punched in the face and ribs, the boxer that started the fight held him up by his throat. Growling, he started to squeeze the mink’s throat between his hands with unrestrained rage. “Fucking prick! I’ll teach you to hurt one of us!”

Seeing his vision blurring and starting to go dark, Martin did the only thing he could think of… he brought his right leg up as high as it would go. The moment his foot connected with something solid the grip tensed, so he did it again, and again until the hands dropped away, and he fell onto his rump, coughing and breathing raggedly. In front of him, the Boxer was on the ground, holding himself between the legs with his Bullmastiff friend beside the male. “I’m… going to kill you…” the one on the ground squeaked out.

“Enough!” everyone heard to the side.

“No, Eliza! It will never be enough! Didn’t you see what that little bitch did to us?!” the Boxer yelled out. “This little fucker has to pay!”

Walking up to the side, the Doberman from his World History class stopped to glare at the scene before her. “Boys…” she ordered, prompting the doors on either side to open and ten males to exit so that they made a half-circle around the five teenage boys. “One of two things is going to happen here Eric, either you’re going to follow my orders, or you’re going to feel a new level of pain previously unfelt by man.”

“I don’t care what you say, Eliza! This asshole has been walking the hallways of this school for far too long! After what he did to Derek and the others, I’m not going to sit back and watch him continue to get away with that!” Eric barked out.

Stepping straight up to him, she slapped the male across the face, hard enough to turn his head. “You have no right to even say his name!” she growled, “Unlike you, I was here when Derek and the others were in charge, you came into the group only a couple of months ago, so don’t tell me what will and will not happen here!”

Glaring down at Martin, she scowled. “You put my boyfriend away. Did you know that?” she asked.

“He deserved it…” Martin croaked out.

Eliza nodded, “True. He was an asshole, he was abusive, and he cheated on me with that porcupine whore that you’re all buddy-buddy with, but that’s beside the point.” Stepping up in front of him, she continued to glare at Martin. “I hate you, almost as much as I hate that stuck-up little cunt, Chani.”

Looking up, Martin glared right back at her. “Don’t call her that!” he snarled.

“I’ll call that little cat anything I want, and you can’t do a thing to stop me.” Eliza announced. “Look around. I own this school. Anything I want, I can have.”

“Then why do you hate Chani?” Martin asked. “If you’re really in charge of that much, then there’s no reason to…”

“No reason?!” she shouted, “That little cat hasn’t learned the biggest truth of this school. I’m in charge! For years I was top dog! Derek was an asshole, but he kept the boys in line, while the girls followed my example. Whenever I told someone to do something, they did it, without question.” Eliza stopped for several seconds, her voice becoming cold, venomous. “The moment she came to the school, I had to actually work for everything I wanted. She started winning over all of the popular girls with her sweet, innocent act. Oh, but that wasn’t the worst of it… the next thing I know, my best friend drops me like a hot fucking potato for that… that… that cunt!”

Martin coughed out, “You got what you deserve…”

Taking a step forward, she kicked him in the stomach. “Say that again, asshole! I FUCKING DARE YOU!!!”

Propelling himself up to his feet, Martin brought his hands up, pushing Eliza back so that she stumbled and fell against the canines that were still on the ground. “YOU DO DESERVE IT YOU STUPID, ARROGANT, WORTHLESS, FUCKING WHORE!!!” Standing there with his entire body shaking, the teenage mink glared at her. “If you ever call Chani that again, I will make it to where no man will ever want to look at you, because I will make you just as ugly on the outside as you are on the inside!”

For several seconds, the entire area went quiet before the group of canines looked down at the female. “Eliza?” one of them asked.

Glaring back at Martin, her lips pulled back into a snarl. “187 his skinny ass.”

“Our pleasure.” the canine that spoke remarked as he popped his knuckles. The entire group moved as one, some taking off their jackets, while the others flexed their muscular arms.

Noticing how everyone moved together, and how he had absolutely 0 skills in fighting, only one thought penetrated Martin’s mind. ‘Well… I’m dead.’

Barely a moment later, out of the corner of his eye, Martin noticed a strange motion to his right in enough time to see the legs of a Malamute close together. The male clutched at his crotch with both hands, causing him to fall forward. Seeing his friend fall the husky beside him turned in enough time to catch a fist to the face.

Everyone turned to see the male stagger, knocking down the pitbull next to him. Both of them went down with the husky grabbing his jaw. It was more than enough because all the dogs halted their advance when Tanya slid to a stop in front of them. “Back off! This is the only warning you’re getting!” she ordered, her voice soft but stern.

Andrea walked up beside Martin, her hand picking up his arm to drape over her shoulder. “Come on. We’ve got you.”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Eliza asked as she stood up, her hands balled into fists.

“This doesn’t need to happen, Eliza.” Andrea announced. “Whatever problems you have with me, or anyone here, it doesn’t mean that you have a right to hurt people.”

“Oh… how sweet… you think this is about you…” Eliza taunted.

Glaring back, the porcupine narrowed her eyes. “Tell me that it doesn’t have anything to do with me.”

“Pfft. Hardly. This has to do with what Martin did to Derek…”

“Yeah, and you know something. This school is much better off without him here.” they heard Tanya remark.

Eliza glared at the bunny. “You’re going to pay for that you little…”

“Would you shut up already?!” Andrea called out. “I swear you love to hear yourself talk without realizing just how stupid you sound! That’s the one thing about you that I couldn’t stand. You always were such an arrogant bitch.”

“You’re going to pay for that!”

“I already did pay for it, Eliza!” Andrea shouted, “Trying to be yours and Derek’s friends for five years while I watch you two become amoral degenerates was my sin, and I’ve paid for it ever since!” She then glared at the Doberman, her eyes only on the female. “Now you can either back off, or deal with the consequences.”

“Oh, really?” Eliza asked with a smirk. “Are you going to fight me, Andrea?”

“No. I will!”

The entire group turned to the side to see a blur of white and pink and a shock of chestnut brown hair, before Eliza howled in pain. Watching as her hand went to the bruised side of her face, all the males watched as she spun around. Everyone backed up, at the sight of Chani glaring at them, her eyes molten pools of lavender hatred.

Chani stood there, her fingers curled to show her claws extended. On her right hand, the feline’s fingertips were coated in crimson, giving some hint as to what she’d done to Eliza’s face. Looking at her from behind, Tanya, Andrea, and Martin could see the fur on her tail standing on end as it swished side-to-side, showing her displeasure.

‘Crap! The faculty is right. I am a bad influence on her…’ Martin thought silently as he heard Chani growl at the group of canines.

“You will leave my friends and I alone from now on, is that clear?” Chani ordered.

“Ahh! My face!” Eliza howled, “You scratched my face you fucking…!”

“Just be thankful I’m leaving you with even part of your face untouched!” Chani shouted at Eliza. “You brought it on yourself!”

Turning to glare at her with blood dripping past her eyes, Eliza glared at Chani. “Oh you little… I am going to…”

Chani stepped forward, snarling at the Doberman. “You’re going to do nothing!” she ordered, “About the only thing you’re going to do is leave me, Andrea, Tanya, and Martin alone! Do you understand?”

“I don’t think so…”

Shaking her head, the feline growled low in her throat. “I do think so “Miss Hargrove”, unless you want to get our families involved.”

“Yeah… let’s get family involved.” the canine snarled, a smirk on her face, “My father is superintendent of the school. What does your daddy do for a living?”

“He owns and runs a spa.” Chani remarked with a smile, her tail going into a slow weave with less jerking motions.

Eliza laughed, “A spa! Oh, yeah! That’s really frightening. I can have you expelled from school for this!” She then pointed at her bloody, clawed up face.

“That’s alright. I can have you and your family kicked out of the city.”

Blinking, the Doberman shook her head. “From a spa owner?” she asked. “How does someone who owns a spa hold that much pull with the city commissioners?”

“Oh, he doesn’t go through the city commissioners. He just tells them what to do, and they make it happen.” Chani answered with a smile.

“Yeah, right!” Eliza remarked, “You would have to be the daughter of An-Jun Durai in order to do that.”

Chani nodded “Yeah, that’s my father.”

“Wh-What?!” Eliza asked as some of the males started to back up.

“An-Jun is my father.” she answered “I’m Chani Durai, or are you too stupid to pay attention to the teachers when they call out the other student’s names?”

Shaking her head, the Doberman looked to Tanya and Andrea who just stood there with smiles on their faces, while Martin nodded his head. “B-But… the otter girl…

“That’s my little sister, Jenny.” Chani said with a smile.

“But… But I… You…” Eliza said as she looked around at the guys who started to pick themselves up from the ground. “Th-There’s no reason to get family involved in all of this…”

Glaring at all of them, Chani leveled them all with her gaze. “Leave. Now.” was all she said, and the quartet watched as the entire group backed away, with some of them limping from the fight. The pitbull even went so far as to gather up Martin’s stuff that they had taken out of his satchel bag, and return the items to their owner.

Managing to stand on his own, Martin took the bag from the one holding it out to him, and pulled out his drawing tablet. Looking at the ruined book, he clenched his hands around the paper as tears fell from his cheeks. ‘They ruined them all.’ he thought to himself. Shaking his head, he walked over to the nearest garbage dumpster, and launched the drawing tablet into the rectangular opening with such force that it caused a muffled ‘WHUMP’.

Watching him stagger over to the dumpster, Chani blinked and reached out for him, as she took a step forward. “Martin?” she asked. “Are you alright?”

“Stay away from me.”

Chani blinked. “Wh-What?” she asked. “Martin… I came over here to help…”

“I didn’t ask for your help!” he shouted at her before realizing what he had just done, the look of fear and shock on her face dissipating his anger from the fight instantly. His next words were spoken so softly that if he were only a foot further away, she wouldn’t have been able to hear them. “Just… just stay away from me.”

Tears slid down Chani’s cheeks as she watched Martin limp away with one hand around his abdomen, and the other still holding his satchel bag strap, while the bag itself dragged on the ground. Collapsing onto her knees, she felt Andrea and Tanya gently wrapping their arms around her, hugging the feline as she broke down in wracking sobs. Once he was around the corner, the teenage mink pressed his back to the wall and slid down onto his rump. Resting his head against his knees, and with his arms around his legs, he just sat there and cried as his tail wrapped around his body.

After lunch, Chani tried to focus on her schoolwork. Her earlier weariness was replaced with an ache in her chest that made her want the day to end. She even so far as to try forgetting that she ever had feelings for Martin by focusing on the coming weekend, and her “friend”.

Smiling, she felt her tail wiggling behind her back as she went over the fight in her mind. Arriving at the very end, she remembered how Andrea held the mink up in her arms, while Tanya attempted to protect him. ‘He doesn’t deserve any of our friendships.’ she thought silently as she finished her science project. Shaking herself mentally from the bitterness in her own mind, she sighed ‘Serves him right, the stupid jerk. I was just trying to help him. He didn’t have to yell at me.’ Giving a sigh, she glanced out the window. ‘Martin doesn’t matter anymore.’

When the bell rang for her final class, the teenage feline sighed as she packed up the last of her books and headed back to her locker. Organizing the books and binders, Chani walked through the hallways to the art classroom. She never even looked around to see whether or not Martin arrived in class, her heart hurt too much from the last time she had seen him. Focusing on the bottle and the fruit instead, she blocked out everything else from her mind until the bell rang. Turning in her final project page, she heard Mr. Gerard call back to her. “Miss Durai?”

“Yes, sir?” she asked, turning around.

“I was wondering if you knew where Mr. Thomas is this afternoon?” he asked.

Chani shook her head, “No, and I really couldn’t care less at this point.”

Nodding, he sighed. “I see. Thank you, Miss Durai.”

Picking up her stuff, the feline exited the art department only to meet up with Andrea and Tanya. As they were talking, something sparked her memory, causing her to snap her fingers. “Oh! I meant to tell you earlier… but you know… craziness happened.” she said with a smile. “Cheryl offered to teach you memory exercises for next week.”

“That’s awesome!” Tanya practically gushed.

Andrea nodded, “I’ll get together with her and we’ll set up a time to talk.”

Once the trio were at their lockers, each of them pulled out all the books and binders for homework they would need that night, and started for the double doors that would lead outside. Waving goodbye to Andrea, she watched as the porcupine headed across the parking lot to her bus, while Tanya stood in the line leading to her bus. As they were standing there, the bunny looked around. “Have you seen Martin?” she asked.

“No. I haven’t.” Chani retorted bitterly. “I’m not the guy’s keeper.”

Tanya blinked, looking at the feline. “I… I was just asking…”

For several seconds, they stood together in silence before the lines started to move. “See you next week.” Chani remarked.

“Yeah.” Tanya said softly. “See you Monday.”

Even though she tried not to think about Martin, but Tanya’s question sparked Chani’s mind to go back to the last time she had seen him, and worry crept up her spine causing her tail to twitch. ‘He’s fine!’ she thought to herself, unconvinced. ‘I’ll see him on Monday, and he’ll be his normal jerk self. There’s no reason to worry about him.’ As she thought that, the memory of him holding his abdomen and staggering away cut through her mind, making her worry worse than ever. ‘Come on! He just went to the office and the nurse sent him home… but then why did Mr. Gerard ask if I had seen him?’ Clenching her eyes closed, she shook her head, ‘No! He’s fine! I know he’s fine… but… but what if he’s not?’ She was just about to stand up when the bus started to pull away. “I hope he’s alright…” she murmured.

Five minutes after school had let out, Martin shakily ascended the hill leading to his home. The memory of his walk home, vomiting halfway through when he tried to drink water, and nearly passing out twice kept him going even though all he wanted to do was sleep. His entire abdomen stung and ached, while his vision blurred at the edges. A little more than fifteen minutes later, he crossed the front yard of his home, and stepped up onto the porch. Taking deep breaths, he turned the handle on the door, and pushed it inward.

The aroma assaulting his nose was one that he hadn’t had in a long time. Leaning his head up, he staggered forward, letting that heavenly aroma fill his nostrils as he shunted himself into the house. Part of him wanted to poke his head into the kitchen, just to smell what his mom was deep frying but he felt a wave of nausea flow over him, and decided to head for his room. “Martin? Is that you?” he heard his mother ask.
 
“Yeah, mom.” he answered looking down where he stood at the base of the stairs.

“How was school today?” Andais asked.

“Could’ve been better…” he thought aloud

“I’m sorry, honey.” she said as she continued to work in the kitchen, “Hopefully next week will be better.”

Martin sighed, ‘Honestly, I don’t know how it could be much worse.’ he thought as he started on his way up to his bedroom.

“After you get a shower, honey, I want to make sure you look presentable for our guests.” she called out when he was about halfway up the stairs. “I want to make a really good impression for this particular client.”

Feeling like he was going to pass out, the young mink finally reached the top of the stairs, and then turned the corner to reach his bedroom. Once he was inside, Martin sat down onto his bed, and stripped off his shirt. His entire abdomen and chest area was covered in a large purple and black bruise, with angry red around the edges. Dropping his t-shirt onto his floor, he took a pure white one from his dresser and a button up one from the closet, along with a pair of black slacks. Wincing, he staggered for the bathroom.

Getting into the shower, he felt the hot water sting his body, causing him to curl up at the bottom of the stall, gritting his teeth in agony for what seemed like an eternity while focusing on his breathing. Even so, he refused to cry out. Instead he just curled up, whimpering as the water flowed over his naked form. When the pain became a dull throb, Martin finally rubbed his furred body with the soaped up sponge, wincing and inhaling in pain every time he touched his chest and stomach, moved his arms, or just tried to breathe. ‘I better not make any sudden motions tonight.’ he thought silently. ‘I just need to get through dinner, and then I can sleep.’

Stepping out of the shower, he toweled off as best he could, before dressing. Once more he was assaulted with agonizing pain each time he raised his arms up to around his upper chest area. Taking shallow breaths, he managed to pull the t-shirt down past his waist. Pulling on his dress shirt, Martin left the top button undone as he buttoned it up, and then pulled his slacks up to his waist. When he was fully dressed, he looked at himself in the mirror, to see a bruise on the side of his face. ‘Crap!’ he thought with a sigh ‘Thankfully they didn’t break the skin.’

Taking a couple of caplets for pain, he washed it down with a small cup of water that he normally used for mouthwash. Holding onto the sink, he felt the sting of the water as it hit his stomach, causing him to get light-headed for several seconds. ‘Maybe I should just tell mom… and… ruin her night…?’ Giving a sigh he shook his head. ‘No. This is important to her…’

A knock on the door had him look over. “Yeah?” he asked.

“Mom wants you downstairs.” Yvette called through the door. “She says that our guests are going to be here any minute.”

“Okay. I’m coming.” he remarked.

For a few seconds silence descended before he heard. “Are you alright? You normally don’t spend this much time in the bathroom.”

“I’m fine.” Martin lied. “Just want to make sure I look presentable since mom’s making such a fuss.”

“Oh. Okay.”
 
Standing up fully, he looked at himself in the mirror. The only real damage he could see was the bruise on his cheek. Unfortunately, it was quite evident on his white furred cheek. ‘Well there’s no chance that she’s going to miss it, so I’ll just have to deal with the backlash when it comes. Until then… I should be alright.’ Exiting the bathroom, he started for the stairs only to see the entire table filled with covered trays of food. Both of his sisters were sitting on the couch, rubbing at their stomachs and looking at the table hungrily. “I wish they would get here already…” Yvette complained, “I’m starving.”

“Why do I have to wear a bow?” Yvonne asked, trying to remove the hair bow.

“Because you look pretty with a bow on.” Yvette answered, causing her twin to narrow her eyes and glance sidelong at her sister.

Martin just stood there, shaking his head. “We’ve never had clients over at the house before… why is mom putting up so much of a fuss for someone we don’t even know?” he asked as he leaned against the back of the couch, trying to hide his dizzy spell. The moment that Yvette looked back at him, her eyes widened in shock.

“What happened to your face?” she asked.

“Nothing. Just had some trouble at scho-“ he started to say, but was interrupted.

“Honey! Can you set out the plates on the table?” Andais called from her bedroom.

Giving a shrug, he sighed as he turned for the kitchen. “Come on, if I have to do this so do you.”

Both girls got up, looking at him in shock. “You need to tell mom.” Yvette remarked.

Yvonne nodded. “If you don’t we will.”

“I’ll tell her after dinner, alright?” Martin remarked as he ushered the twins over to the dining area to set out the napkins, silverware, and glasses for drinks while he picked up the stack of plates that Andais already had set out on the counter. When he saw Yvette trying to sneak a bit of food, he shook his head saying “Put it back.” while his hand clenched in pain.

Looking up at him, Yvette pouted while doing the sad puppy dog eyes. “But I’m hungry, Martin.” she whined.

“Fine, eat it, but I’m telling mom, and you won’t get more during dinner.”

Looking at the breaded meat, she licked her lips, sniffing it before finally putting it back on the plate with a whine. “I hope they get here soon.” Yvette whimpered, “I’m starving.”

“We always eat between five and six, so you can wait until then.” he prompted.

Yvonne looked at the clock. “It is ten minute’s to six.”

That was when Yvette blinked, turning to the front door. “Do you hear… horses?”
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