At lunch, Shinzuu sighed and did like he normally does and waited for all the females to exit the room. After they did, he went straight up to the roof and laid up there for a long while. Shinzuu closed his eyes and let the small breeze brush through what little fur he had exposed in combination with the mild sun that they were getting. Hopefully, this would be enough to clear his mind, as if he could be as lucky. Not even a minute went by when the sun was suddenly blocked. Shinzuu opened his eyes to find a few boys standing over him. "And what the hell do you guys want?" The boys were in a group, all behind what can be assumed as their leader, a white fox who had his hair died red and made into a small pompadour, and was chewing on a toothpick. "I heard you gave my cousin a hard time at the hospital earlier this week." Shinzuu sighed as he stood up, "Oh, that little sleeze rat was your cousin? No wonder he was such an (censored). Tell him that the next time he disrespects a girl, that it only be his mother." The fox spat out the toothpick and took one hand out of his pockets and made the hand signal for "get him". The six boys behind him rushed Shinzuu, trying to grab his arms and hit him. Shinzuu backed up, avoiding all the grapples and swings. He ended up backing into the fence on the border of the roof and put his hands up similar to a boxer's, though he really only copied what he saw on TV. Shinzuu feinted to the right to dodge another swing and struck back with as strong as a punch as he could make, not knowing how it would turn out. It connected with the first boy in the cheek and knocked him out cold. Shinzuu was completely surprised, but his hand hurt right away. Taking advantage of his surprise, the others grabbed Shinzuu and held him fast while the other three punched at his gut and face. Shinzuu reacted instinctively and jumped, using the grapplers' grip to swing up and kicked two of the guys away. He turned and then bit down on the other boy's hands, drawing blood and forcing him to let go. Once Shinzuu's right hand was free, he brought the arm around and punched the other grappler out. He took the same position as before and went in with the other 3. Shinzuu took a couple shots, but he knew he only needed to get in one hit. Within a minute or two, all 6 boys were down and out, leaving their leader standing there in front of him. The fox was holding a cleaning mop that had a rectangular, metal head. He rushed up to Shinzuu and took a hard swing while Shinzuu was still a little dazed and hit square on his head. Shinzuu's head went down from the impact and began to bleed profusely. He grunted and quickly grabbed the fox's swinging arm at the shoulder before he could recoil back. "You know what, Kagatou? You're just as despicable as he is, it must run in your family. Basketballs can take a lot of pressure so as not to pop. If I can pop them, i wonder what it does to your arm?" Shinzuu tightened his grip on Kagatou's shoulder and dug his thumb into the socket joint just above the armpit. Kagatou release the mop almost immediately and tried really hard to get Shinzuu's hand off as he panicked and winced in pain. With a quick jerk, Shinzuu swung the arm to one side, popping the arm out of the socket. Kagatou yelled in pain before he was punched and knocked out. Shinzuu's hands tremored furiously as the adrenaline continued to force his heart to race, coupled with just being shaken up by the fact that he had just been jumped. He checked his hands, and they were all bruised up, probably from throwing such strong improper punches. Shinzuu staggered over to the stairs from the roof and closed the door behind him, sitting against the railing. He sat there dazed, the blood still streaming down his face and onto his uniform from his head.