Predator/Prey dynamics (cause I don't know how else to describe it) BkDk.

Bakugou rolled his eyes as the professor droned on to the class from his seat in the back of the room or the "predator" section. He bit his lips to stop the huff from becoming a bark of a laugh.

You would think that they would keep the predator class up front and center so that they could watch their every move but no, the idiots left their backs exposed.

Fucking prey. Sheep just waiting to be caught by big bad wolves and waiting lions or tigers for a good meal.

Oh officially it was illegal. The worse thing to ever do here in Pride City, especially here at UA or 'Utopia Academy' one of the premier universities that were leading the way in cohabitation.

Prey and predators can coexist.

Bullshit.

One look at Bakugou Katsuki, hyena breed with his long thick canines, red eyes, spots and permeant smirk has made antelopes, lambs, mice and every other extra piss theirself when he just looks at them.

It's forced him to wear a damn muzzle if he wants to go to "prey only" areas.

Where the hell was the equality there?

No pheromones during classes. No hunting. No going into prey only areas without a muzzle or claw suppression without medical approval. Sit in your designated side. 3 reports of uncontrollable agression and you're out. NO REAL MEAT.

The first three months nearly made him go insane trying to swallow down their fake meet tofu for every meal and the eggs they were given with "special fish" days.

Shit.

It was bullshit to force predators to change their damn diets to "fit in" to society here.

If Kirishima hadn't brought him to the red market, well people tended to forget that for 18 years of his life he grew up in Jungle City the capital of the predator land. You didn't try to force someone like that to go cold turkey. Not without consequences.

The Red Market. Come for the blood stay for the entertainment. What wonderful entertainment it held. Hunting. Illegal fight rings that could end in death. Pheromones free in the air until wannabe alphas realized they were pathetic little shits who cowered at the flash of teeth.

The first bite into dripping bloody raw meat nearly made Bakugou cum right there in the street from the flavor alone. He ate an entire leg that night and he couldn't tell you if he was hung over the next day from the liquor or the blood that he finally got to taste again.

But the best part of the red market where nearly anything could be purchased was the fight rings. Make money, establish your position in the predator hierarchy (because no matter how illegal this was word travelled fast and respect was given to those who proved their self), -

get the chance to have blood on your lips, and satisfy that itch which wanted dominance.

It was the perfect place for Katsuki to let off steam and stop himself from tracking down one of his classmates and murdering them in their dorm cause who wouldn't try eating ducks?

"You would think they would stop challenging you now of days." Kiri mussed leaning over the rail and looking down into the pit where a tiger was fighting a polar bear to poor success.

"I'm not going to argue with idiots who haven't gotten the memo that I'm not a scavenger class.

"Well you don't look exactly like a cheetah or jackal dude?" Camie purred licking her fingers clean of her diminished raw steak. The cougar had decided to push her way into their not a pack biweekly visit.

"True you just look like a hyen with maybe some jackal ears?" Jirou added

"Not my fucking problem." Bakugou barked flashing his fangs which flashed sharp and small, a hidden lie. His bite was as fast and deadly as his cheetah mother with the power to crush bones that was unique to his mutation. To the world he was simply a hyena. A helpful mistake.

Bakugou stood undefeated in 10 matches of submission, first blood, and death.

Who was he to tell idiots to stop?

They provided him with continued proof that he deserved his place high on the chain and unlike the dumb prey who thought blood purity meant shit, predators -

respected power. Who gave a fuck if your parents were a weasel and a hawk? Yay your shark parents fucked around with an eel. Or your bear parent mated with a fox. Could you fight? Could you stand up and defend yourself? The world is a jungle and the only blood that mattered -

was the blood of your enemy or prey.

"That's odd." Jirou commented, her black tail switching back and forth in curiosity. The jaguar leaned down more over the the railing with her eyebrows raised.

"No fucking way." Mina cawed, golden eyes opening wide.

"What?"

"There's a damn rabbit down there?"
Katsuki jumps up, pushing his way to the rail to look down the two floors to where the pit is open to everyone. And there it is. A bunny with green messy hair, small freckles all over his face and a flush to his cheeks is shaking in the ring.

"Is there a hunt tonight? I thought the hunts were done down on stable alley?" Kirishima whispered while the friends along with the growing crowd stared down at the rabbit that stood talk against the tiger fighter that walked back and forth on their side of the pit.

"The fuck?!"

"Is this even allowed?" Jirou hissed turning her head around at the growling and heading of the predator crowd. This was unprecedented.

Katsuki ignored the way Kaminari slinked his way between them, little sparks shooting off the eel as he chugged water shaking his head.

Prey.

The bunny wore knee high socks, the shortest short imaginable, and a long sleeve shirt. He was dressed in black with red shoes and of he thought the black would hide the blood, his blood then he was going to die the hyena snorted.

Fucking insane suicidal idiot.

"I've never tried rabbit before." Camie admitted teaching her lips as the noise only grew in crescendo.

"It's tasty, well when it's done right. Dark meat, it's a the muscles they use that make their legs sweet to taste." The hawk answered pushing back her pink and red feathers.

"It's sweet."

"Not as juicy as pig though." Jirou added.

"You're right. Nothing can be that juicy but rabbit is sweet. Mother said it was the running, lactic acid makes muscles delicious and those thighs look yummy."

Katsuki growled deep, virbrating in his chest "Shut up."

"Why?" Kaminari braved to question while the others lowered their head. Too dumb or too bold, you could never tell.

"We came for a fucking show tonight. Don't you want to be entertained? " He growled the haunting laugh silencing those around them more allowing them to hear.

"Normally I wouldn't allow it but I'm feeling charitable tonight. Get out of here bunny boy." The alligator announcer commanded to the rabbit.

Katsuki watched the way an ear twitched, flickering back.

"How much are the winnings if I win?" A light but charged voice snapped.

"You're not going to win any-"

"How much are the winnings?" He interrupted a sharp fire in his eyes that could be seen even above the pit.

The entire room quieted more until only the shared breaths and quiet murmurs could be heard.

"3,000 dollars of you win. But that's not all

The alligator lifted his head up to look at the waiting crowd snapping his long jaws.

"What say you, clan? First blood or submission?"

The screams from the populace overlapped each other, promised blood and death igniting a frenzy in the hearts of the predators.

Oh a show.

Katsuki tsked to himself annoyed at the hold up. The answer was obvious but Spinner loved to out on a damn show. Magne was always better, she got to the fucking point. He leaned past his not pack to peer at the other levels, checking the pillar boxes to see if any sat there.

Empty.

That meant the crowd was free tonight and only their hungry, bloodlust, money would direct the stage performance. Well power could too...

Cracking his neck to each side he growled letting the full power of his high pitched and deep echoing call vibrate the room silent.

when the last yip of laughter ends all eyes are on the blonde who smirks down at the announcer.

"Mister Bakugou I didn't realize we had a member on the chain present. What say you, shall we enjoy blood or submission tonight?"

Katsuki relaxed his body, leaning on the railing.

A perfect image of an uncaring spectator who had all the time in the world to flick his nails in and out without censor.

"We were promised a show Spinner and blood is too quick, boring. Peter fucking cottontail wants to prove himself. Fantastic. Give us some dinner and a show. -

Anything goes a fight to submission, total submission!" He roared at the end as the crowds cheered in agreement. They all understood that only pure belly up, head down and neck exposed submission would be admitted, that or knock out.

"And here I thought you were going to-"

Katsuki cut Camie off snatching the vodka from her hands and knocking a shot back before extending a hand to Kirishima for a refill.

"Hah?! You thought I was going to take fucking pity on the prey? I'll eat him for breakfast with a side of eggs."

"I doubt he thought this out."

Kirishima offered up passing a bite of jerky around to the group as they looked on at the circling combatants.

"Is the jungle ever kind?" the hyena argued, voice gruff.

Jirou shook her head while Mina ripped apart her snack, sinew and skin spring back.

Accepting the tray of bloodshots from Kaminari, red eyes track the flinching bunny. He took his time to savor the blood and liquor in his glass, inhaling the smells.

"He wanted to play with predators then he'll learn his first and last lesson.

Win or die."

(tbc if y'all really want... )

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