THE CHARACTERS ARE ALL PROPERTY OF DAISUKE SATO
I OWN ABSOLUTELY NOTHING FOR THIS IS A FANMADE WORK OF FICTION

After the events that took place at Takagi's home, Saeko slowly started to notice her mind crumble. The ideas of slaughter and laughter truly come together when she's fighting, or in Komuro's eyes, slaughtering. While the group is still clinging to survival, Saeko has started to favor becoming dominant over everything so that she may lay waste to all "living" things. In her mind "living" means able to put up a fight, but in reality she only wants to see things shed blood and flesh upon her and her sword so she can bathe in the afterglow of murder.

The group is now heading towards the mall where they believe provisions can be found and/or people can be found. The blonde that is driving seems to space out when she drives because she hums and smiles in a way that resembles an elementary student coloring without any direction. Next to her in the passenger seat is Rei Miyamoto, the antennae like extensions of her hair brushing the headrest of the seat and Kohta who is behind her. In between Kohta and Saeko is Komuro, the leader of the group who has been able keep everyone from going completely insane, but not without going through some pretty tough trials on the way. Saeko is on the end, silently looking outside the window, forcing herself to not jump out and look for anything that's made of flesh and blood. And on the floor, Takagi sleeps. Her shirt smelled of tears that had shed while they fled her home. She finally started to cry an hour after the group's departure from the Takagi household; she didn't like to show her weak side unless it was in front of Komuro or Shizuka. Komuro only witnessed her weakness once in middle school when she started to cry alone. 12 year old Komuro came over to the girl he hardly knew and embraced her, softly telling her "it's not your fault" and other things to comfort her. After that incident, she had always had minor feelings for him, but never acted upon them because she knew better.

Alice, the young girl the group had adopted during their survival, was in the back sleeping as well. She really had no business in an apocalypse like this, but fate had stranded her with no protection. She was a light without electricity until the group came for her. Ever since then she has been the one bit of innocence and purity left in the world. Being only in elementary, her stature is childish and her manner of speaking is rather cute. She addresses the group with –nee or nii-san depending on the person's gender.

Saeko started to fidget, nudging Komuro multiple times before he asked "Is something wrong Saeko-San"?

"No Komuro-Kun, I just…I just need to talk to you when we reach shelter. And I mean ALONE, ok?"

He replies "Ok, but try to contain yourself for just a bit longer ok?" She smiles and replies with a warm "Hai". "Komuro, if it's alright….would you…calm my fidgeting?"

He looks at her with a confused expression. Now whispering to each other, "Komuro, please hold my hand". He quickly starts to stammer "Uh…ano….ok" and light takes hold of her fingers. He suddenly remembers the time they spent at the shrine when He and Saeko had been separated from the group. The tenderness of her touch and the warmth of her lips suddenly lit up his thoughts as he enclosed his fingers, entwining his and her fingers in a way that lovers would after several months of dating.

Rei had been watching them the entire time, but remained undetected as she turned her head in disgust. "If only Hisashi were here" she thought, but she knew well enough that the brown haired man she loved was dead and would never comfort her again. She silently expressed herself by nibbling on the inside of her cheek.

Takagi had woke up not long after Saeko and Takashi's little moment, but unfortunately for her she had been woken up from the her head bumping the hard, metal floor of the vehicle. She sleepily blurted out "Baka! Watch where your kicking gun-otaku!". "Gomen, Takagi-san" replied Kohta, not being bothered by her snide comment. He had grown used to being treated like a dog from before the infection started. He was beaten, ridiculed, and ostracized by his teachers and classmates. He had taken up a hobby that was a diamond in the rough when the zombies started to roam, guns. He seems to know about everything that involves guns from tactics to usage, and as well as specifics like histories of weapons. What truly set him apart was his skill with a gun. He spent two weeks in America under the eyes of an expert marksman who was a black water operative, an expert in the field. He was able to turn a nail-gun into an accurate killing weapon that killed many undead, and he also knew where guns were hidden, making him the weapons expert of the group.

After rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, Takagi inquired about where they were, where they were going, and what the plan is. Takashi informed her that they were heading to the next city, Tanzaku, in search of supplies and a temporary shelter. She asked "Why not head to a military base or something, they have plenty of firepower". Shizuka pulled over and explained the situation. "My friend I was talking about before contacted me with Morse code through the radio in this truck. She said that all military bases are no good because of all the unnecessary precautions they are taking. She said it was best to lay low until she could get out to see us to her own safe place on a remote island offshore." Everyone, reminded of the possibility of refuge, was suddenly removed from the fact of the world dying and placed into a state of security where nothing seemed wrong. It was then that a zombie in the road hit the bumper, its blood on the windowing bringing the survivors back into reality where everything was for survival, not for living.

A few hours of silence passed, and they arrived at a gas station a few miles out of Tanzaku. The sign read "self-serve". Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. No tight places where one of "them" can surprise them. The big military hummer pulled up to the pump, straining and coughing black smog as its last milliliters of gas was combusted. Saeko saw the black hose across the ground, but didn't let on to the group because she knew what it did. The group's eyes went wide with fear, and one with excitement, as they heard the bell ring. Instead of signaling a mechanic, it signaled everything that could hear within a half-mile, and that includes "them". Saeko turned to hide her smile; her eyes were no longer wide, but closed with the pleasure of knowing that she can hunt soon.

At first, only one or two grey bodies appeared from inside the small building, but slowly, a group of twenty or so started to come closer and closer, like watching a car in the haze appear from nothing. Everyone but Alice and Shizuka hopped out of the miniaturized tank. Saeko calmly walked to the front of the group while Saya and Kohta stood up through the hole in the top of the vehicle. Rei and Takashi followed Saeko, but split up as they saw a few stragglers from the other sides of the road. Kohta slammed his fist as he exclaimed "Dammit all! I can't use any guns guys, there's a much larger group down the road, but they haven't taken notice of us yet so try to keep it to close combat only". Saeko didn't even hear him as she rushed forward, leaving everyone twenty paces behind as she launched into the horde. One, two, three, and then twenty were on the ground, her entire body dampened by their fluids, red and clear from infection or recent meals. Everyone called out for her to comeback, but the distance was too far for their voices to carry. As if she were a tigress, she rushed towards the even larger group a ways down the road. Any normal human would be fatigued after sprinting the quarter mile, but not Saeko. Her bloodlust and insanity were like an oil fire, it has to burn out on its own before the destruction ceases.

Again, she was surrounded by moans and blood as she cleaved her way through necks, heads, and complete torsos, engorging herself on the feeling of destroying anything living. "More", she stabbed one through the skull, "MORE" she swung in a large arc that beheaded four of them, "MORE! YES!" she finally screamed as she started to nearly halve the group of undead. Then she did something she had never done before; she lost herself completely, subconsciously continuing the slaughter of the seemingly helpless creatures.

The group back at the station had filled up and was on its way to aide Saeko, but as they came closer they grew cold with shock. They expected to find a couple zombies down and Saeko still fighting, but what they found was more horrifying than finding a bitten member of their group. Saeko had beheaded so many of them that the road was painted a scarlet color, still wet with the blood of each and every kill. They pulled through the bloody mess and stopped about ten feet from the violet haired beauty, but she was a rose with thorns that cut deep. Still blinded by bloodlust she rushed the Humvee. Takashi quick hopped out and threw his bat at her legs, but only succeeded in making her stop and turn towards him. She swung, but Takashi brought up his shotgun just in time for the middle of the katana to become wedged inside of the wooded cock on the gun. Takashi grabbed her arm and planted his hand straight across her pale, beautiful face. She suddenly realized what she was doing, and whom she had been doing it to. She stood a few inches from the man she liked and though "oh my god….what have I done" and started to bawl and sob uncontrollably. She was silenced by Takashi bringing her into his chest, where she clenched his shirt and wept like a child. "T…Ta…Takash…I…I'm" she was cut off as her mouth was covered by something warm and soft, yet masculine. She was looking into the eyes of the man she like, no, she was looking into the eyes of the man she loved more than anything in the world. She threw her arms around his neck as she pulled him into a much closer position, kissing him with so much passion that even Komuro had felt pure bliss. She was lost to the world, only belonging in his arms and with his lips upon hers. They parted, still holding each other tightly.

Komuro spoke softly, but instead of his usual friendly tone, it was filled with gentleness and love. "Please please promise me I won't have to do that ever again, Saeko-chan". She replied in a voice that was now calmer, but still stammering. Instead of sadness, it was joy that caused her to stutter "Never, never ever," she whispers "I love you Takashi, I…I love you".

While the group watched, the only person who wasn't smiling was Rei, but it wasn't out of jealousy, it was because she was happy that she wasn't with him. Since Hisashi died she had always felt guilty for what she did to him when she chose his friend over him. Still, she couldn't help but feel slightly dead inside as her last bit of love faded away and it turned into a simple, respectful sense of adoration.

As Takashi climbed inside with Saeko in his arms, "So, wanna make out for us next time lover boy?" said the pink-haired genius in a sarcastic tone with a hint of anger. He blushed uncontrollably as he sat down and closed the door. The indigo haired woman in his arms had passed out from handling too much at once, but he never let go, even as the door closed she was laying on his lap, curled up and holding onto him for dear life. He smiled as the warmth in his stomach spread throughout his chest, and he too eventually started to feel his eyelids become heavy.

"Hey, Kohta, Takagi, can I" They both replied with a quick but warm "of course". The two climbed in the back with Alice, letting Komuro and Saeko have enough room to sleep comfortably. Before laying her down, he sat her up and let Takagi remove her clothes and replace them with clean ones. She put on the spandex short shorts and white tank top she wore back at Shizuka's friend's house just to mess with Komuro. As he laid he out a blanket, she opened her eyes and sleepily said "nooo, Takashiiii, don't goo". He smiled and whispered "I won't go; I'll stay right here with you until you wake up". She sighed the word "Ohhhkayyyy" and grabbed the brown haired teen, pulling his face into her cleavage. He tried to say "Matteyo, chotto", but his words were muffled. He didn't try to move because he feared waking her up would either startle her or scare her to the point she beat him half to death. He sighed, and then took in a deep breath, her sweet, womanly scent clouding his mind. This was the second time today he felt pure bliss, and he hoped it would be the first time of many. He pulled the blanket over himself and the girl, wrapped his arms around her waist, and drifted into the most peaceful sleep he's ever had.

As the survivors enjoyed the new atmosphere, they turned around to go back to the station because it was getting dark out. Kohta checked the building to make sure nothing would bite them, and deemed it safe. Luckily the owners left their keys in the doors, making it easy to secure the only entrance to the small building. It was one of the shops where the owner lived in a small two room apartment that was above the store, so they could split up and sleep separately. After waking up Takashi, the group locked up the Humvee in the garage and moved inside. Kohta slept in a futon on the floor, Saya on the couch across the room, Takashi carried Saeko to the small bed in the bedroom, and Shizuka and Rei shared an inflatable bed in the kitchen. After laying down Saeko, Takashi changed into shorts and a tank so he could let his uniform wash and dry overnight. He finally lay down on a real bed for the first time in what seemed like years, and to top it off he had a beautiful woman to sleep next to. Saeko reaches over and again pulls him into her E cup "pillows". "Okay" he thought, "I guess a woman to sleep on is just as good". He wrapped his arms around her slender figure again, but this time noticing how beautiful she really was. "Thank god she's asleep" he said as the bulge in his pants was rubbing against her. He let his body relax and continued the peaceful sleep he drifted into before.

Okay! So that's my first fic evar! :D Hope you guys like it because I plan on writing ALOT more for it. I'm hoping for a 10+ chapter fic with plenty of lemony goodness, but also lots and lots of "flags" and romantic thing slike that xD R&R please, I encourage constructive criticism so that I may make the stories more enticing for you, the READERS! Until next chapter:

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