Silence. Peace.

It's a temporary relief. But they'll be back.

They all sat in silence. Even the so-called King, which was impressive for him. The only sound was a faint, sharp intake of breath every so often coming from the small blonde currently sitting on a table. His giant-like cousin carefully cleaning the gash on his arm, glancing at the small boy with sympathy in his eyes occasionally. Standing nearby, the raven-haired boy watched the scene, opening his mouth in a silent sigh and running a hand through his unkempt hair.

In the far corner of the pink room lay two identical bodies. Thankfully, alive. They slept, curled up together like two kittens on a cold night. It was cold. Freezing in fact. Not that

anyone cared. That was the least of their concerns now.

Sitting in the window, gazing out into the night was the blonde King himself, accompanied by his doe-eyed 'daughter'. He looked up at the sky, shrouded in black, with eyes that held no emotion. The smile he usually wore, discarded somewhere long ago. His smaller companion held both worry and care in her eyes as she watched the person she used to know. She too had acquired a small hand injury. Luckily, it was nothing serious. It was nothing dangerous. That didn't help to calm any of her friends down as they checked it over and over. She couldn't blame them. It was a frightening thought. Someone you know. Someone you love. And they turn into, one of them.

"Clean?" The question was quiet, yet it seemed to echo loudly in the silent room. A nod and quiet murmur. Quiet yet relieved sighs filled the air as the smallest host slid off of the wooden table and joined the duo near the window, his silent friend close behind him.

"It's late, huh?" asked the child-like voice.

"Mhm..." Came the murmured reply, as the King continued watching the clouds drift across the sky. Once again, the silence returned, apart from faint breathing coming from the two, siamese twins.

Eventually, the sound of footsteps broke the silence as the Shadow King made his way over to his friends. He cast a glance at the golden-haired boy and a saddened smile flickered for a moment on his lips. His glasses, long gone. It was easy to see the pain and grief that filled his usually stern, grey eyes.

"Come on. You all better sleep now. While you can," he said quietly, as he put on hand on his best friends shoulder. Quiet agreements sounded for a moment and then quiet footsteps filled the room as they followed his suggestion. The boy in the window made no move to leave, however. His friend gave a hushed sigh and moved to sit beside him, following his gaze towards the slowly clearing skies. Shining jewels now visible in the darkness.

"You should get some rest too, Tamaki," he whispered, eyes not leaving the twinkling lights. After a little while, a quiet reply left his friends lips.

"...Do you think this will ever end, mon ami?"

Faint groans and pained screams from far away could just be heard through the thick glass of the music room windows. An arm circled the King's shoulders as his friend provided as much comfort as he could give.

"I hope so...I really hope so..." Came his faint reply, as the blonde rested his head against his friends shoulder.

As everyone drifted off to sleep, one remained awake. He glanced at his best friend, still holding him but fast asleep. With a weak smile, he cast his gaze to the stars once more as his faint .

"I hope so too... So much"

A/N: XD Okay, this is nothing like what I usually write...but I'm experimenting. I will go into more detail about what they are actually worried and upset about...and as to how Honey got injured XD
Obviously it's zombies from the summary but I'll explain more about how it got going in the next chapter hopefully!

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