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Dosuyukari is a soccer superstar..
Yukari was born a weird yukari. Born to a family of Ran and Yukari, she was nevertheless loved like all Yukaris in yukari blessed families. After all, all yukaris are special yukkuris. Or so she believed anyway.
Yukari was the only one in her litter and her mother Ran and father Yukari were never able to have another one after her despite all their efforts..
Yukari's youth was idyllic to say the least. Some might even say she was spoiled by her father who adored her and gave her lavish presents that even majority of humankind would consider too expensive for children. This was of little consequence or inconvenience to the father Yukari who could just move around in gap portals and get what she wants for her little Yukari.
One time her father brought her a VCR with a tape inside it. The tape was a documentary of a human soccer player named Pele. Yukari was so engrossed with how the human moved around with the ball and the praises heaped around the said human in the entirety of the documentary. Yukari thinks that man can really take it easy, she wants to achieve the same easiness as him.
After a while of intense concentration (for a yukkuri) she asked from her father a mister ball just like the one in the video. Her father indulged her and promised to get her one.
Her father was able to get her a soccerball however since Yukari was still a ko then she could not really push the said soccerball with much force. A smart one (for yukkuri) she asked if she can get a smaller ball.
Since there really was no koyukkuri appropriate ball father yukari had a difficult time looking for a suitable ball for her little one. Finally she spotted a mini-soccerball key chain attached to a middleschooler's backpack. She gapped her way to the backpack when its owner ran off to play with his friends and tried to steal the keychain.
As the keychain was still attached to the backpack and father Yukari does not know how to manipulate the keychain to detach, she was so frustrated that she was really about to give up and gap away when a brilliant idea crossed her nattou-paste brain.
"Yukari got it easy", she exclaimed as she held the mini-ball part of the keychain and opened a gap to exit. She held the mini-ball gingerly and stepped into the gap but left the chain part outside the portal. When she closed it, she had the mini-soccerball in her mouth and she was so ecstatic.
"Sorry for being so smart!" Father Yukari exclaimed to no-one as she gapped her way home with the ball.
When the owner of the bag returned to retrieve his bag he found the keychain missing the ball. As it was, according to his older brother, a limited edition keychain, he was so worried. He was worried and scared about the loss of the said keychain because his older brother was particularly cruel at him.
Earlier that morning, the boy took his brother's keychain without permission because he wanted to brag about it to his friends. He thought he could get away with it, as his brother was away at work for several days and wont be back until after tommorow.
Panicking, the boy scanned his surroundings looking for the possible culprit. As he looked he spotted that bully classmate laughing with his posse. The lilting tones of the laughter were insulting to him. When the boy and the bully's eyes met, a smirk formed on the bully's face. The boy sprang at the bully in rage.
He ran so quickly that when people looked at what happened next, because of the shock and the speed, the thrown punch was like in slow motion. It seemed to hang in the air until it sped up when the boy's fist struck the upper lip of the bully.
"Give it back, you piece of shit", the boy screamed at the bully, thinking he decked the bully in one go like the shonen anime kids of his age love so much.
The bully fell to the floor. His lip split and his upper front teeth chipped that a third of it broke off. Despite the blood, he was not really too injured. The bully stood up eyes blazing in rage.
"What the fuck is your problem, retard?", the bully boomed as he threw a punch that struck the boy's chest causing the boy to lose his balance.
When the boy fell, the bully was quick to mount him and started to rain punches on the boy's face. One punch became two, two became four, four became eight and so on and so on. As the bully only had size and some strength going for him, his untrained punches were varying in strenght as they rained over the boy who could only try to ineffectively curl in what seemed to be a guard but actually mere instinct to curl in a fetal position with his hands frantically covering up his face and fortunately deflecting some of the stronger punches.
Still the damage was showing and welts and bruises were showing not to mention the lips of the boy were split and blood gushed from them. The bully's friends were quick to laugh and jeer at the boy as they cheered the bully on.
"Kyaahaha! Is this easy mode? Only elementary school children play on easy mode", one of the bully's friends joked non-sequitur as the other boys look at him and slapped him lightly on the head.
"Nerd. This is not a video game and you are not playing it". the one who slapped him said as the one who made the joke made a wry grin just when a piece of the boy's teeth hit him when it broke off from a lucky punch.
The boy's head was spinning from the last punch and he frantically tried to push off the floor to buck the bully off of him This was a stupid idea of course, as he does not have the upper body strength to do that and he did not have the proper technique. For his trouble, the boy got a nice punch to his nose causing his head to bounce on the floor causing him to black out for a second and his body became numb. He was immediately woken from that second of slumber when another punch hit him, this time on the cheek.
"I got to get away! I got to get away!", the boy's mind screamed. "Mommy, help!", his brain continued as the boy's body was readying itself for another attempt to get away from the attacker.
---to be continued later as I have things to do.----
Author's note: I cannot really stop myself writing in the details about the aftermath of the father yukari's theft. When inspiration hits you, you are supposed to ride the wave, they said :)