Woo! Chapter 4! Alright, let's see what Crona gets himself into today!

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Misuzu fidgeted with her hands nervously, looking back at the building. It had been ten whole minutes since they had left Crona to that dog, and she was beginning to have doubts. They were at the police car, Toshimi and Hana in the back with the doors opened, and she was in the passenger seat, waiting for Crona. She shouldn't have left him behind, none of them should have! They had guns now, they could fight better!

Toshimi also looked troubled, fiddling with her knife while occasionally looking around incase any of them tried to sneak up. Hana was just as nervous, hoping that she hadn't just sent her savior to his death by letting him stay. She looked over to the entrance they had just come out of. The station was quiet, and as predicted, the front was swarmed with zombies. Thankfully, they weren't able to get past the front gate, but the poor thing wouldn't be able to last for long with how much they were shaking it. The door suddenly burst open as Crona ran out, his baton on his right hand and pistol on the left as he sprinted towards the girls. Eyes widening, she looked at the other girls with a slight grin. "There he is!"

They looked over and indeed, there was Crona, running like the hounds of hell were after him. And since the dogs were actually chasing him... "Start the car! Start the car! Start the car!" he cried repeatedly, swinging his baton at the dogs while running. Most of them were hit, but still they persisted. Misuzu turned the keys that were already in the ignition and the car roared to life, gaining the attention of a few of them. With a last swing, he jumped into the car, all the girls already in. He realized that, one again, he was driving. Before he could even mentally complain about this, the dog slammed into his window. He flinched, but switched gears and drove towards the exit of the parking-lot. He grit his teeth at the closed that would stop him, of course. Slamming on the gas, he rushed straight at the gate. Misuzu screamed in terror, too slow in buckling up as she almost lurched forward.

Crona's right hand shot out to the side to make sure that she stayed on her seat. He didn't realize that his hand got buried right between her ample breast, an action that made the poor girl blush and squeak, though for some reason she seemed uninterested in getting the hand off of her. As soon as he hit the gate, he somehow managed to drift while blowing the gate right off its hinges and getting them back in the street. He began to plow through all of them that were unlucky enough to get in the way, surprised how much stronger the car was compared to the last one.

Now that they were done with the shaky part of their escape, Crona let go of Misuzu, the girl groaning in mild disappointment. Not that Crona knew that. "S-sorry, Misuzu-san!" he said nervously, not daring to look at her as he continued to keep his eyes on the road. He mentally groaned, realizing that this would be the second time he (unintentionally) assaulted her in a sexual way. Misuzu said nothing, too embarrassed by her own actions, or lack of to be precise.

It wasn't long before they all managed to calm down, the events having drained them of energy. So far, none of them were visible in the streets, making Crona wonder if the situation was not as bad as he first thought. Maybe this was a quarantined area, and they could escape this town and find a safer place?

It wasn't long before they spotted more problems. Not only were most of the roads blocked with cars, the tunnel that might have given them a shortcut was covered by a bus that was on fire. So with that in mind, they drove on, keeping an eye out for any more of them. While driving, they saw that most of them didn't seem to be around as much as they first thought. The streets were rather empty, which disturbed Crona a bit. If they weren't here where they could be seen, it was possible that they were somewhere surrounding innocent people. Or maybe even in the buildings right now.

Whichever it was, Crona wanted to make sure that the girls with him would be safe. Anything else would have to come second. He noticed that the sun was now halfway below the horizon, and the girls looked rather tired. Misuzu had droopy eyes, Toshimi was leaning against the car window, and Hana was already curling into a ball in the seat, her coat used to keep her warm. He sighed and looked for a proper place to sleep, then considered just stopping the car and sleeping in here. It would be safer, but it wasn't a guarantee.

He finally noticed that up ahead was a hotel. He grimaced a bit, wondering if it would really be safe. He looked over to Misuzu and whispered, "Would you like me to stop someplace to rest?"

Misuzu, who was about to doze off, looked around for a moment. She didn't recognize this place, and it was almost night. She nodded while stretching a bit, trying to stay awake for Crona's sake. "I guess that hotel will do. It doesn't look too bad."

Crona had to agree. He couldn't see any of them around, and it seemed rather silent so far. Not even the wind was heard, mostly just a few far-off car alarms. All-in-all, it was quiet. Still, the blood and bodies littering the street didn't exactly give him much confidence.

There was a park across the street from the hotel, some shops farther to the left of the building, and a fire department to the right. Stopping in front of the hotel, he parked the car and turned it off. He looked back to see that Hana was asleep and Toshimi was about to follow.

Misuzu wasn't about to let her, though. "Hey! Wake up!" she whispered, causing her best friend to suddenly jerk up and look around sleepily.

"W-wah?"

"We're sleeping here. Let's go." Misuzu pointed to the hotel, Crona already getting out and opening the door to Hana. He was a bit nervous when he saw that she was fast asleep, even having some drool coming out of the corner of her mouth. He sighed before he slung the pack of food over his shoulder, then gently picking her up bridal-style. He turned and used his foot to close the door, looking over towards the entrance of the hotel while walking over slowly, Toshimi and Misuzu leaning on each other to walk. Thankfully the doors were revolving ones, and the inside looked a bit clean. some things were turned over and some of the briefcases and suitcases were on the floor, scattered belongings either crushed, broken, or other forms of damaged. The receptionist's desk was straight ahead, keys on a wall behind the counter, and there were stairs on either side, presumably towards a dining area of some sort. Elevators were on either side, three on each side, and there were couches and plants scattered near the center in case anyone just wanted to take a quick breather here. The only thing that really calmed Crona was that there was no blood, so maybe they weren't here. After all, a hotel might not be a safe place for long, so not many people would stay here. Still, it'll have to do for tonight.

He looked at the other two girls and noticed that they were a bit more awake, no longer leaning on one another. Now they were more alert, looking around while holding their guns at the ready. "I'll go look for the keys." volunteered Toshimi, walking around the reception and looking through the keys. She grabbed one that was on the floor right above them, number 209. The others were either gone or were scattered on the floor.

Crona and Misuzu walked over to an elevator, Toshimi readying her weapon in case any of them were inside. With a ding the double doors swung open and they were met with a small square compartment. No undead. They filed in, Crona making sure that Hana's head didn't hit the side of the door. Misuzu was too tired to really care, the doors closing and Toshimi pushing the button. In a moment they were on the necessary floor, the room about two doors to the left, on their right. The hall was just as messy as the lobby, things scattered, but no blood, or any of them, thankfully. Opening the door, they saw that inside was much cleaner. Obviously no one was using this when whatever this was hit.

Two beds, a drawer in between them, a couch apposite the beds, and a light in the middle of the square room. The room was connected to a kitchen, separated by a counter that was in the shape of an 'L', and a mini-fridge next to the farthest bed. There were two doors next to each other to their right, presumably for the bathroom and closet. The kitchen had a blender, a microwave machine, a table with three chairs, and a fridge. Finally, the room itself was a nice mix of green, blue, and white.

Crona walked over to the nearest bed and looked a bit nervously at the two girls. "Uh..." Thankfully, Toshimi understood and moved the sheets, allowing the pink-haired boy to lay Hana down and tuck her in. Unfortunately, she refused to let go of his neck, and his face ended up on her chest. It was getting difficult to breath, and quite frankly he was beginning to get dizzy, but he managed to get her off. And it seemed that the girls made their way to the other bed. They were so tired they were instantly asleep the moment their heads met the pillow.

Crona was concerned that they didn't even cover themselves, considering that someone left the AC on and it was rather chilly. So he looked in the closet and found an extra sheet, draping it over the girls gently. He wasn't as tired, sometimes having gone days without sleep. Which, when he was insane, made sense because it meant that if he slept, anyone would have the chance to kill him. Now it would seem that his paranoia would keep him alert as the girls slept. Just because none of them were in here didn't mean that other people, like those thugs at the station, weren't. For all he knew, someone else was right next door!

He sighed and shook his head. For now he needed to rest, looking around to see if he could turn off the damn AC. He found it eventually, making sure that it was off while grabbing another sheet and wrapping it around himself. He sat on the couch, his senses as sharp as he could make them, and listened. The girls were asleep, and would hopefully be energized in the morning. With that in mind, he prepared himself for a long night of keeping watch.

... And then he saw the moon.

'DEAR MOTHER OF ALL THAT IS- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?' He would later be glad that the girls were asleep to not hear his hyperventilating.

The night was uneventful, thankfully, with the first rays of sunlight beginning to shine over the horizon. He let his eyes close for a moment, his eyes a bit dark around the edges, but still as alert. He looked over at the girls, seeing that Hana was the first to slowly stir. He blinked when she simply settled and resumed sleeping.

Ah well, it's okay. It might be be best that he should do something else, though. All that time with his knees against his chest and the covers around him were making him uncomfortable, no matter how soft the couch was.

He sighed while looking over towards the bag he left on the side of Hana's bed. He may as well prepare some food. He grabbed a small... thing that was obviously food. He just had to warm it up, it even had instructions on the back of the small packet. He walked over to the microwave machine and set it to two minutes after placing the packet inside. The machine was rather quiet, something he could appreciate at the moment.

All night long, he had paid attention to every small noise that was heard. Nothing much, but every once in a while he heard some shuffling from the hall. It was possible that either they were here, or someone else was. Both made him nervous.

He turned when he heard a slight groan coming from one of the girls. It was Toshimi, currently stretching her arms above her head. And once again, her chest stuck out. He turned his head away quickly, a small part of him annoyed at how much these girls were showing off their bodies without much of a care. Then again, Hana didn't have much of a choice, seeing as she was almost violated by a pair of thugs. And Toshimi herself was almost eaten by a horde of the undead, so she also had an excuse. But what about Misuzu!? She still has her whole uniform intact, yet he could still see how the sun shined on her globes if she was in the light at the right angle.

He sighed a bit, wondering when this would all end. He wasn't even completely sure what he was doing, honestly, just winging it. He needed a safe place, Toshimi suggested her cousin's place. Then they needed a way to get there, so they took a car, then a police car. And then they needed weapons, so they raided a police station. All in all, he was surprised that none of them were either dead or infected. He never was one for leadership, even if he did have a tendency to think on his feet.

He turned to the microwave when it beeped, signaling that the pack was ready. He took it out, mindful of how hot it was and only grabbing it with his fingers, before opening it and seeing the contents inside. It seemed like one of those things that Soul liked eating if he was in a hurry. Hotpockets (AN: I don't own these forms of snacks. They belong to... I don't know who, and it's troublesome to look it up, even if it only takes a few clicks seeing as I have a computer.) if he remembered right. He blew on it, and was about to take a bite out of it, but then something happened that nearly blew his cover. He felt the familiar sensation of Ragnarok moving his blood, all of it heading straight to his chest. So he turned away from Toshimi as Ragnarok's head stuck out from his abdomen.

"Hey! I'm starving here! Give me some of that!" hissed the small demon-sword, tugging at Crona's robe lightly. He was quiet enough that Toshimi couldn't hear anything, but it still panicked Crona bit.

"R-Ragnarok! What are you doing?! The-they're not sup-posed to kn-know about you!" whispered Crona.

"Well I'm starving!" WIthout waiting, Ragnarok pulled the Hotpocket down and took a bit out of it. Silence reigned for a second, and Crona could have sworn that he heard his own blood boil. "AAAAAAAAGH! IT BURNS!" screamed the chibi sword, flaying around and causing Toshimi to jump in surprise.

"W-what! What's wrong!" Toshimi said, beginning to walk over towards Crona. The boy quickly forced Ragnarok to retreat into his body, the blood hidden thanks to the black of his robes. It was still wet, but he could deal with that for now.

"Nothing! I-I took a bite, an-and I burned myself, that's all!" Crona placed his hands in front of himself, laughing nervously as he felt blood rush to his face. He was glad that a crisis was averted, seeing as Ragnarok was now inside him again. Still, he noticed a small thing just as she stepped on it. Ragnarok had caused the food to fall when he flailed around. Which was now under Toshimi's foot. Which caused her to slip. Straight towards him. 'I can't handle the perversity of my life!' he thought to himself, before Toshimi and him collided and caused him to fall back with her on top.

He groaned and tried to take a breath, but realized that his breath wasn't coming in. And there was something in his mouth, which he reflexively inhaled through, causing whatever it was to suddenly enter his mouth and touch his tongue. It taste funny, though not bad. And a little nub was on his tongue, which he flicked a bit, rolling it around his mouth. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was very... hard. And he could hear something. It was Toshimi, and she seemed to be groaning. Maybe he should get up and help her? She might be in trouble.

So he pushed up from his spot on the floor and opened his mouth, allowing whatever it was to pop right out with a trail of saliva connecting his lips to... Toshimi's...

He stopped breathing the moment he saw that Toshimi was straddling him, her bra was pulled down, her face red and her breathing labored, and her hands around his neck. Did he mention that not moments ago, her left breast was in his mouth and he was licking and sucking the nipple? Yeah, that happened.

He opened and closed his mouth, unable to make any noise beside chocking ones and a syllable or two. He stared at her eyes, which he noticed were glazed a bit. Almost like how Misuzu was when he accidentally groped her. Before he could move to beg for forgiveness, Toshimi leapt up and quickly ran out of the room and into the bathroom, slamming the door along the way. Misuzu's head shot up, but she remained sleeping and her head hit the pillow again. Hana, however, yelped and sat up, looking around blearily. She looked his way and blinked upon seeing Crona panting, his face almost completely black, and his robes shifting a bit to show his thighs a bit. She was surprised at how smooth his skin looked, and he even had a nice pair of legs that could be mistaken for a woman's. That, and she was now more aware than ever that Crona was indeed a guy, thanks to the tent rising from his robes. She blinked again, making eye contact with him, before he looked down and realized he was hard. He looked back at her, and again there was silence. Then Crona rolled out of the way and hid from her below the table. Hana continued to stare at the spot he was once on before she let her head fall back, her face red as a tomato as she stared up at the sealing. It was a very weird day for Crona.

Misuzu looked left, then right, then straight ahead. All four of them were on the table, silent and eating the food that was in the bag, either heating it or eating it raw if it was edible. She noticed when she woke up how quiet it was, and chalked it off as the other three not wanting to alert anything that they were here. But now that they were all eating, she saw that it wasn't it. The three were deliberately avoiding eye contact, and it seemed to mostly be Crona who was being avoided. Not that he tried to actually do anything, he continued to rub his left arm absently while keeping his eye on his sandwich. Toshimi had gotten a fluffy white bathrobe and was covering herself as best as she could with it, making sure that her chest was as invisible as possible. Hana looked no different, but every time her eyes looked in Crona's direction, she would nibble more of her food and her face would turn very red. So all-in-all, it was a rather annoying morning. Thankfully, Toshimi broke the silence, though she kept her gaze on the table.

"U-uh, we're in the Sweet Dove hotel..." she gulped a bit. "I saw the name when we came here last night. I... uh, I think this is a l-love hotel." she said. Before anyone could begin to have dirty thoughts, she quickly continued. "A-anyway, my cousin's house is about a mile down the road, so we're making progress. Unfortunately, I saw that out the window the road is full of cars." she fidgeted a bit, finally looking up to show she was scared. "T-they are out there, too. They must have come here while we were... uh..." she couldn't go on. Mostly because she wasn't sure when they came around. Of course, there was also the fact that if she thought of anything after she woke up, she would get red on the face from the thought of Crona's warm mouth around her breast as he carelessly swirled his tongue around her nipple, his knee pressing up against her sweet spot as she held his head agains-

She shook her head and gasped when she looked over towards Crona to see he was looking intently at her. She gulped and looked away, not seeing that Crona's face turned to one of thought. He was currently thinking of what to do as he stood up and looked out towards the window. Indeed, there was a large amount of them out there, though they didn't seem to have noticed the four teens were inside the hotel. So that meant something else brought their attention here. Whatever it was, it might have happened a while ago. Now he just needed to find a way to get rid of them...

He frowned and thought. 'We have a police car we can't use now that we have to move on foot, and a bunch of them walking around down there.' he grinned while his eyes narrowed as a simple but effective idea came to mind. Had anyone looked at him then, they might have thought his grin was almost like his mother's.

The reception was quiet, not a single thing moving. That changed when the doors to the elevator opened and Crona came out, a slight gulp escaping from him. The girls seemed reluctant to let him go, but he managed to convince them that he would be okay and he would be faster. The latter was somewhat a lie. He technically was just as fast as anyone else. Still, they didn't need to know that.

He sighed. He hated lying. He really did. He rarely lied, and when he did, it always hurt. He hated lying to Marie, he hated lying to Maka, and he hated lying to Toshimi, Misuzu, and Hana. He really didn't like it, but he had no choice. It was to keep them safe. He once betrayed Marie because he was afraid, he wasn't about to betray the girls.

Moving across the area to the front of the hotel, he looked around. One of them was about three yards away from the police car, with another without legs was dragging itself to his right. None of them noticed him, allowing him to slowly make his way over to the car and open the door as quietly as he could. Slipping inside, he inserted the keys into the ignition and paused. The time it would take to turn the car on, and drive was short, and they were beginning to close in around him. Taking a deep breath, he placed his right hand on the steering wheel and his left on the door, both his legs in the car now, and his eyes straight ahead. He placed the baton on the seat next to him and with a last prayer, he slammed the door and turned the ignition. The car roared to life, instantly getting their attention, before he slammed on the gas. "Ragnarok!" he called, the small weapon popping out of his back.

"Yo!"

"Can you find the button or switch for the alarms?"

Ragnarok looked over to the dashboard, seeing a few switches, buttons, and a radio. The little guy retracted before reemerging on Crona's side, being able to better maneuver this way. "On it!"

Once they were down the road by a few blocks, Crona stopped the car and pressed the horn three times before looking down at Ragnarok. "Found it?"

"Yeah!" the weapon then flipped a switch, the police lights illuminating the early morning and the siren wailing in the quiet. Ragnarok reappeared on Crona's head as the boy grabbed the baton and exited the car, leaving it behind as they began to surround the vehicle. He hit a few of them along the way, dodging and jumping over any who tried to grab him, but none managed to do more than bump into him. As he ran, he saw in the distance that the three girls were making their way out of the apartment and would meet up with him at the park, hopefully making sure that none of them would notice them. "Come one, come on! Giddy up! after that ass!" cried Ragnarok, grabbing onto Crona's hair with his right hand while his left was in the air like Crona was a bull.

"W-will you stop that and just l-leave already!" Crona said, knowing that it would be very bad to let these girls know about Ragnarok. The little weapon just snickered before retreating, but not before he said a few words.

"Make sure to bang at least one of them before you get us killed again. I don't want you to die a virgin a second time!"

Crona tried to ignore it, but again the events of this morning were brought to his attention, as well as the firmness of Misuzu's breast the day before. He quickly shook his head as he finally caught up to the girls. Oh how he hated having to deal with all of this.

Okay, so I'm going to be out for a couple of weeks. Maybe even months...

So yeah, I might not be able to update at all. I'm going to see my dad for a while, so yeah. He hasn't been able to see us much. So I'm going. Have a nice... few weeks... or months. I dunno. Still review while I'm out!