Falling into Testosterone

chapter 4

Barintos

Eyes fell on me. I could feel someone watching me, observing me and following me. If I did not know better, i would say that I was being followed.

Or rather stalked.

But what would someone want from me?

Surely he realised that I came from work and don't have any importanat things on me. No documents, no money and since we were all males and straight, attempted sexual assault is unthinkable.

Not too mention that I have good fighting skills and would problably end up castrating someone.

The streets were getting smaller and darker. I was trying to get rid of my stalker by walking on for unusual routes, but still knowing the streets.

Still I was at a disadvantage.
Out of many different reasons:
1. Someone's after me with an unknown reason.
2. It was dark

My species was actually good at seeing in the dark, but it was much easier and more precise at day light.

Surely my stalker must be after something else. The question is what?

I could not think about anything that someone might want from me.

Of course there was also the possibility of an enemy following me and preparing himself to strike me.

Hiding in my shadow waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike me when I am at my weakest.

I was on high alert. Even though I could not think about someone that I have made my enemy. I was actually quiet good around everyone or at least trying to be nice and respectful at all times.

Suddendly, while I was deep in thought, someone put a hand on my shoulder and pulled me into a small ally.

Immediately I got into a fighting stance and preparing myself to strike and kill.

I turned around grabbed the hand that was holding my shoulder, twisted it, and kicked said someone in the mid-section.

My kick was however instantly returned with a metal stick crashing onto my head.

Damn it. I should have made sure that there was nothing in reach for my opponents hands to grab.

The blow was powerful and my hands went towards my head into a craddeling position, but I made sure that I didn't fell and became and open game.

My sense for Orientation and balance suffered and I was saying slightly. I heard damped sounds.

With my sight slightly blurry, I turned to my attacker, making out the silhouette before attacking again.

Shortly after regaining My senses and right before striking my oppenent, I heard someone scream.

"ARE YOU FREACKING DENSE. STOP TRYING TO ATTACK ME, BARINTO"

huh?

Isn't that the voice of the tsunderan?

Realisation hit me.

It was Bokini.

"Don't look at me like that kid. You did deserve that one. Simply for attacking me."

I was right. It was that lady.

"What do you want from me?"

My voice layerd with annoyance.

"I told you I wanted to talk with you after your shift ends. If you would have waited for me, none of this would have happened."

"Anyway, I need a favour from you."