16:46 JST
"Goddamn it!" Takashi growled under his breath.
It had been about a day when since the group had left the school. Every survivor in the city seemed to the idea of evacuating. Trying to cross one of the bridges out of the city was easier said than done. Shizuka was forced into traffic and driving slower than a snail's pace.
Takashi and his team sat at the front of the bus. They were forced to listen Shido's ramblings to the other students.
"This guy's a fucking psychopath," Morita commented.
Hisashi agreed, "Yeah, and the others look like mindless sheep."
"That aside," Saya said, "we might have to give up the bus."
"With that in mind, I'm guessing everyone's family lives in this area," Takashi questioned. Mostly everyone nodded, including Yuuki, who seemed more prone to staying with Takashi's group than with Shido's.
"What's going on?" Shido questioned.
Saya answered, "Well, as much as I'd love to stay on the bus with you, but we have our own plan. And that doesn't include staying here."
Shido's sly grin never left him, "I see, but there's one other thing I forgot to mention… Ms. Marikawa unfortunately must stay."
Shizuka gasped in fright at Shido's words. "Surely her medical knowledge would be very useful if the situation demands it."
Shido walked condescendingly towards the front, before Morita beat him to it. He held his blade right at Shido's throat. "I'd stop walking if I were you."
"You yakuza are truly vile," Shido growled under his breath.
Morita chuckled humorsly, "Oh stop it, you'll make me blush, sensei."
"Nice save," Takashi complimented as everyone in his group started getting off the bus.
Morita made a small nick of his skin, his voice seemed to drop the temperature on the bus, "Make a move and won't hesitate."
Watching the others leave the vehicle made Shido's blood boil. A murderous glare appeared on his face.
17:37 JST
Walking for almost an hour to and on an empty bridge, the group encountered a horde. While the group struggled to get rid of the walking dead, they were somewhat successful. Only the combined efforts of the strongest got them through it.
Walking to Takashi, Saeko held out her hand. She'd just saved him from almost being bitten.
"I have to say," Saeko started, "it's good to see you're still alive, Komuro."
Takashi nodded his head, "The same could be said about you too."
Saya noticed the interaction between the two, she marched up to Takashi and tugged roughly on his arm. "What about me?!"
Takashi chuckled, "I'm glad you're alright as well."
"Alright," Hisashi said, "since our ride is gone we're going to have to settle for the night."
"Yeah, but where?" Yuuki questioned.
Shizuka's expression lit up, "Ooh! My friend lives nearby, I have a key to her apartment! Will that do?"
"Well," Naomi shrugged, "it doesn't seem like we have other options."
"Alright then, let's go!" Morita grinned at the fact of finally resting.
19:39 JST
Morita laid on the bed, a dopey grin on his face. His hands and feet were crossed lazily.
The group had settled into Rika Minami's, Shizuka's friend, apartment. After dicing through a horde to get into it, they made sure nothing was inside. Finally able to breath, Saya's comment about a bath triggered approval from the rest of the women. While the guys stayed near a tv and a locker.
"What are you grinning about?" Takuzo asked as he came up next to him with two cans of beer.
Morita sighed dramatically, taking one of the beverages, "The girls, I can hear them."
"I'll say this once," Takzuo popped the cap and took a sip, "keep it in your pants, my girl's in there."
Morita scoffed before he took a sip of his own, "Whatever."
"Got it!"
Takashi turned his attention from the balcony rail to Hisashi and Kohta. He wore only a red singlet after taking off his gakuran.
Kohta looked like he just found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Opening the locker, Kohta and Hisashi found several assault weapons stashed within.
"Woah, you've done this before?" Hisashi watched Kohta with surprise as he started loading the magazines.
Kohta smiled knowingly, "Yeah, you could say that."
Takashi returned to the balcony. The glowing in his eyes activated. The entirety of the environment of his vision turned blue, certain specks of it were orange and yellow. His sight turned telescopic as he gazed at the city through telescopic thermoception.
"Hey, Takashi!" Hisashi called, "come in here and look at this."
Takashi watched the news channel with the rest of them. It showed how there was a faction of survivors protesting the police department and their actions. It showed how the police have finally started killing the infected. And finally, it showed how the captain killed a rioting citizen to maintain order.
The guys were silent, only breathing in the gravity of the situation.
"Fucking hell," Morita sighed.
"Yeah, you could say that," Takuzo agreed.
Takashi froze when he felt two slender arms around his torso.
"Hi Komuro," Shizuka said sweetly. Her voluptuous body only covered by a towel. It seemed her colossal chest was about to pop out. With her arms around him, Shizuka started feeling up Takashi. "Your so built, so firm, Komuro."
Takashi's cheeks turned pink when he felt her breasts crush against his back. He quickly untangled himself and held her by her shoulder. He kept his eyes trained on her face, instead of her chest. "As much as I hate to say it, but this isn't the time."
Shizuka pouted childishly, "But I'm so lonely, can you keep me company… in bed."
Takashi's intelligent reply, "Uhhh,"
Morita got over his gawking at the semi-nude Shizuka. He chuckled before walking over and picking up and slugging over his shoulders the now sleepy Shizuka.
"What are you doing?" Takuzo asked suspiciously.
"Well, since Takashi can't handle her," Morita's words earned him a death glare from Takashi, "I'm going to go put her to down."
Takashi called out, "If I catch you inside Marikawa-sensei, I will bury you."
Morita went downstairs with the asleep nurse, "I think we all know I'm above rape!"
Takashi rolled his eyes before leaving for the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he popped the cap off a beer and took a long sip.
"Hey Komuro," Saeko called next to him.
Takashi's eyes widened and choked a little when gazing at the woman in front of him. Saeko Busujima stood in nothing but an apron and black thong. His eyes were drawn to everywhere that showed skin.
"Oh hey, Busujima-san," Takashi stuttered out.
"Are you okay?" Saeko noticed his staring, "oh sorry, my clothes are washing and I couldn't find anything that could fit, so I'm stuck with this. Too revealing, right?"
"No," Takashi caught himself, "yes! I mean no! Shit!"
Saeko giggled, "It's fine, I know what you meant."
Saeko questioned, "Komuro, did we have any classes together? I feel like we have."
"We have," Takashi nodded, "one or two. I just turned nineteen a few weeks back. So that makes us the same age."
"Small world I guess," Saeko smiled, "it's just that I would've remembered someone like you before."
"What do you mean?"
Saeko took note of every fleck in his irises, "Someone with beautiful eyes as yours."
Takashi chuckled, "It wouldn't be the first time someone gave me that compliment. And I could say the same thing about you, Busujima-san."
Saeko giggled with flushed cheeks once more, "Please, call me Saeko."
"Alright, Saeko," Takashi smiled.
Walking out, Takashi's mind wandered everywhere. Before he could dwell on the dark thought in his head, he caught a glimpse of something that made his eyes go wide.
Hisashi held Rei in his arms as her head was buried in his chest. Her body shook as she wept.
Takashi watched silently afar before he caught himself. With a deep scowl, he stalked up back to the balcony. The other guys didn't bother looking at him as they knew not to bother Takashi when he was temperamental.
Watching the dead in the city did little to calm his monstrous temper. But an echoing gunshot did the trick.
Kohta, Morita, Saeko, and Takuzo all came on the balcony with him. While Saeko and Kohta looked through a pair of binoculars, Takuzo and Morita used the same telescopic thermoception Takashi was using.
They saw all kinds of terrible things. People being devoured by swarms of the dead. Kohta looked away for it was too horrific to watch. As well as Takuzo and Morita. Except for Takashi. Saeko went back inside and turned off the lights to make it look abandoned.
Takashi's curiosity peaked when he saw middle-aged man and a young girl running to an apartment complex. The man begged to open the door and let them inside. While he was let inside, he was stabbed in the chest and left to die in front of his little girl. The girl, only seven or eight, was forced to watch her father bleed to death. Crying loudly, the girl started attracting more of the dead.
Liquid rage burned through Takashi veins. He struggled to control himself. But he wasn't the one who lost control first.
Takashi did a double take when he heard Kohta fire his sniper rifle, taking out one of the dead going for the girl.
"I thought we agreed not to fire," Takashi looked at the rifle Kohta was aiming.
"To hell with that," Kohta replied with a passion, "go get the girl, I'll cover you!"
Takashi smirked, going inside and donning his jacket. Saeko met him as he moved to the door. "Where are you going?"
He grasped her shoulder with mischievous look, "Somewhere doing something stupid."
Saeko looked confused before trying to ask a question. Takashi raised his hand to silence, "Just get everything ready to go. We leave as soon as possible."
