A/N: Hello! ListeningAngel here, back with another story I'll probably never finish! I've actually wanted to do a story like this for a long time so..Why not now? Y'know! When my Laptop is broken! I have fantastic timing!
Alright, some things about the story..
Title: 救助[Kyujo/Rescue]
Pairing: Takuya x Izumi
Rating: T (May possibly go up in the future)
Genre: Dark/Supernatural/ A tiny bit of crack. _
Warnings: Tons of character death, disturbing themes, language, AU, possible OOC.
Summary: A Zombie Apocalypse has taken place around the world, and things are getting worse by the minute. It's up to Kouji and Takuya to save their loved ones before it's too late..
Notes: -I'm really bad with actions scenes, so they won't really be focused on. _;
- For starters, my Digimon Frontier mary-sue OC will be in this. (Even though I'm trying to re-do her.) Yes, you may kick me.
Lame Summary is extremely lame, anyways..
Since, I'm not sure what else to say, let's continue on with the story! Please enjoy, and please R&R.
There were Zombies.
There were Zombies everywhere.
Kanbara Takuya woke up to the sound of guns being shot off. That was definitely something he wasn't used to. He sat up in his small twin sized bed, taking a huge deep breath. Maybe he was just dreaming it? He slowly laid back down, curling into a ball. He closed his eyes, in hopes of going back to sleep. As soon as he did, he heard another gunshot followed by another. He sat back up, shaking a bit. Now he knew he wasn't imagining it that time. Rolling out of bed, he went to go stand by the window, pulling the blinds up. He gasps as he sees the sight in front of him. "Whoa," He breaths out.
From his house he could see a lot. For starters, he could see four corpses laying on the sidewalk, their blood coloring the cold pavement. Brains were practically splattered out.
He slowly lets his blinds go back down on their own, a expression of horror stuck on his face. It was like something from a bad horror flick. Except it was real. Or at least it looked real.
'I must be dreaming..'
"Mom!" He calls out, getting silence as a response. He stares at the closed door behind him, wanting to leave the bedroom that he shared with his younger brother. He opens the door, hesitating at first, and peaked his head out. Silence. 'What if the murderers break into here?', he thinks to himself. He steps out, hand still on the doorknob. "Mom?" He shouts out again. Nothing. "Dad?" Again, Nothing. It was far too quiet. He knows that his mother went shopping with Shinya, but he figured that they would be home by now. Plus, his father was at work. Letting go of the doorknob he ran down the hallway and into the living room, grabbing the phone like his life depended on it. He then runs and jumps onto the couch He dials 9-1-1 and holds the phone up to his ear.
"I'm sorry, the number you tried to reach is unavailable. Please call again."
He stares at the cordless phone in disbelief as he pulls it away from his ear. "What's going on?" He asks himself. He sat down on the white couch, staring down, letting the phone fall out of his palm. "Once more.." He picks it back up from the wooden floor, dialing 9-1-1 again. As he holds it up to his ear he hears noises coming from the nearby door. He turns his head and lowers the phone a bit. He could hear the sounds of snarling and groans coming from the door. Followed by banging and scratching. He gulps, his mouth feeling dry. He tries his best trying not to completely freak out. "Help! P-Please.." The sounds from the other side of the door only got louder as he pleaded.
"I'm sorry, the number you tried to reach is unavailable. Please call again."
Of all the things that could happen to Tokyo and all of Japan... It had to be Zombies.
Or at least an infection that turned people into Zombies. Kouji could name off a list of things he would rather fight off then Zombies..
Evil Spirits, vampires, werewolves, aliens, tentacle monsters, the clover-field monster. Hell, even Godzilla.
But no.
He had to fight off these disgusting things.
The infection spread rather quickly. As far as he knew, it first started in north-western Japan a few days ago. Since then, just about the whole world has gone to hell. Everywhere except the eastern coasts of North America and Canada, where the safe bases are at. 'Lucky them,' Kouji thinks, as he stands in the middle of a sidewalk as he reloads his gun. Looking forward he could see several parked abandoned cars.
The infection, could be spread around easily. Through liquids. Any type of liquid. Blood, tears, saliva, water, and so on. Kouji found it fascinating, really.
Kouji lifted up his wrist and looks at his watch that read 4:34. He smirks, thinking. So much has happened in such little time. The military evacuated the 'entire' country, and yet they left him and thousands of other people behind, and never came back for any of them. Although, they gave Kouji a chance to come with them and escape this hell. But Kouji had to 'decline' the offer. It was a stupid thing to do, really, but he didn't regret it. Besides, he was looking for somebody important.
Kouji looks forward as he hears the sound of Zombies stumbling closer and closer to him. He wrinkles his nose, the smell of decaying corpses almost had him gagging. He raises his gun, taking a deep breath as he took aim. "Here we go," he quietly says to himself. He waited until one was close enough, before shooting it twice. Once in the torso, and another finally in it's head. Two more infected start to approach him, stumbling. He shoots both of them in the head with no problems. He sighs, a bit disappointed. "Only three this time, eh?" He looks around, including behind him. When killing Zombies he has to be very careful, as to not get their blood on his skin, or else he'll be infected too. So he has to kill them from a distance.
Kouji walks down the sidewalk, keeping his eye out. The last thing he needed was to get surprised. But his head shoots back up as he hears a feminine scream come from one of the nearby houses. Kouji runs towards the house that he suspects where the voice came from. and stops when he sees a pack of zombies attacking the door to it. "Ah, Hell.." He murmurs before aiming his gun and shooting one of the zombies, which got the others attention. There were only 5, so it was easy for him to defeat them all. He's gone through worse, he reminds himself. He stares at the scratched up door, that was almost off the hinges.
Kouji steps in and is amazed that no zombie actually made it in. He carefully tries to fix the door a bit with his free hand, as to not let any zombies in. He sighs, gripping onto his gun as he turns around, looking around the living room. Hesitating at first, he yells out, "Hello?" No response. He yells out once more, a bit louder. It was a stupid thing to do, but he wanted to make sure. He hears a voice coming from one of the bedrooms. He walks a bit closer to the voice, walking bravely. "Hello?" He repeats.
"Help me.."
He turns the doorknob to a bedroom door behind him only to find it locked. "Can you unlock the door for me?" He asks, calmly. He makes his voice seem as friendly as possible. A few seconds later he hears a 'click' and then heavy footsteps. He slowly opens the door, but sees no one in the room.
"Hello?"
"Who are you?" Says a scared voice. Kouji sees a figure starting to crawl from under the bed in the corner of his eye. He points his gun at him, not bothering to answer the question. "Are you infected?" Kouji asks. The boy in front of him tilts his head, raising his arms defensibly. "I-Infected?" Kouji looks at him carefully, observing. He lowers his gun a bit, he notices the boy is in his pajamas. "Yeah. Infected. Are you?" Kouji looks at him with a serious expression. "Uhm, no. I'm not infected." He says. "Good. You didn't look infected anyways." Kouji lowers his gun completely down, relaxing. "Name?"
"Kanbara Takuya," Takuya lowers his hands, relaxing as well now. "You?"
"Kouji." He shrugs.
Takuya looks down at his feet, "What's going on? I've been asleep.."
Kouji raises a brow, "You've just now woken up? It's 4pm.." Takuya shrugged at him, not sure what to say. Kouji does his best at resisting to call him 'lazy'. "The infected just tried to break in your house," He says putting his gun in the holster.
"I still have no idea what you mean by 'Infected'," Takuya goes to sit on his bed, rubbing his eyes.
"Haven't you been watching the news the last couple of days?" Kouji asks curiously.
Takuya shakes his head, hugging his knees to his chest. "I spent most of my time in my room," He could occasionally hear sniffles coming out from the taller boy. "Oh." Kouji sighs out. How could he tell him that a Zombie Apocalypse was happening? That his friends and family could possibly be dead or abandoned him? That he could die at any time if he wasn't careful?
Kouji rubs the back of his head as he goes to sit next to Takuya. "Look," He starts. "There's a Zombie Apocalypse going on right now," he says slowly. Takuya looks up at him disbelievingly, making Kouji unsure if he should continue or not. "Sort of," He adds in. "More like a possible incurable sickness.." He continues trying to explain the situation to him. He watches how Takuya's expressions change as he does so. From sad, to angry, to hopeless. Kouji throws an arm around his shoulders, "Stick with me, kid. And you'll survive." He says, in a comforting voice.
"I'm not a kid," Takuya says with a huff. "I'm probably be older then you."
"Really? How old are you then?"
"18."
Kouji gives him an annoyed look, "So am I." He says.
Takuya gives him the same look, "You're short."
"You scream like a girl."
The two looked away from each other, both resisting the urge to start an even bigger petty argument. The two sat in silence for what felt like minutes. Takuya was the first to speak up, "So..What now?" he asks. "We'll stay here until morning." Kouji says standing up, walking across the room to close the bedroom door completely. He had to admit to himself that it wasn't a smart idea to stay in a place with the front door off it's hinges, as the zombies could more than easily get in. But it wouldn't be any smarter to go outside during the nighttime. At night, things got under control. More than usual.
He goes to lay down on Takuya's bed, nearly pushing Takuya off of it. "Good night," Kouji says quietly. Takuya stares at him as Kouji wraps himself in the warm covers. "It's like 6pm.." He earned a small "Mmmhm," from the other boy. Takuya groaned as he sat on the edge of his bed. He stands up and heads towards the closed door.
"Don't even think about it," Kouji said in a low sleepy voice.
Takuya looks at him, glaring. "I'm not allowed to use my own bathroom?"
"I don't recommend opening that door." He says, turning over to face Takuya. "You can piss in the morning." Takuya frowns, realizing there wasn't a point to arguing with him. 'Kouji knows best..' Takuya thinks, irritated. He locks the bedroom door and goes to sit in his desk chair. He opens up his history book, figuring studying would take his mind off of things. Takuya just stared at the words hopelessly, not taking any of the information in. Takuya spun his chair to look back at Kouji, who was going into a light sleep. "Kouji, what about my family?" Kouji gave him a groan. "Kouji.." Takuya says a bit louder.
"Shut up and go to sleep." He replies coldly.
"Kouji, my family..When did they start evacuating?"
Kouji let out another groan, "I don't know. 7am? For this part of Tokyo at least."
Takuya looks down at his lap, "Last night, Mom said she and Shinya would leave at 9am..And Dad always leaves at 7am.." Kouji let out a soft groan, deciding to stop caring and tune him out.
"...Sleep well, Kouji-kun." Takuya stands up, not bothering to turn off the lights, and heads for his bed. After some prodding, he finally got Kouji to scoot over, letting him use his own bed. As Takuya laid in bed, unable to go sleep, he listened to the sounds coming from outside. Snarling, screaming, and gunshots. Although none of the sounds seemed to bother Kouji, Takuya notices.
'What am I going to do..?'