Been awhile, has it not? Don't kill me! With everything going on I keep forgetting to finish this. I have it on my desk, ready to type and I totally forget! Then I couldn't even remember posting Chapter Five, so I had to go through and totally...! *rant rant rant* *sigh* Sorry guys. I hope this makes up for it. If you already read the other chapters, I added more at the end of what was the former Chapter Five.
"A…Antonio…!" Lovino moaned as he bounced up and down on his lover's hard dick. He gasped as the Spaniard tightened his grip on his hips and thrust up into him. "Antonio!" Lovino bounced faster as Antonio thrust up into him, causing his moans to become screams.
"Oh, Lovino!~" Antonio moaned as Lovino screamed the Spaniard's name again.
"A-Antonio! I'm gonna… I… Ahh!" the ecstasy stricken Italian screamed as his sticky, white seed spewed onto Antonio's hand and his own stomach. Lovino gasped as Antonio's own seed was released inside him with a hearty moan from the Spaniard. Antonio barely had time to catch his breath before Lovino leaned down and started kissing and nibbling on his super sensitive neck.
"Ahn…!" Antonio moaned. His breathing hitched as the little Italian grinded against him. Ever so slowly, Antonio reached up and stroked Lovino's small curl. Lovino gasped and slammed down on Antonio, causing both men to groan in pleasure.
"P…Please, Toni…" Lovino whimpered. "Más, más~"
"Lovinito… Aren't you tired?" Antonio muttered, out of breath.
"S…Sí," Lovi whimpered. "But I want you so bad!~" Chocolate brown pleaded with emerald green until finally Antonio let in.
Morning sun assaulted Lovino Vargas's eyes when he awoke the morning of the ninety-eighth day. He tried to stretch before discovering there to be two strong arms wrapped around his body protectively. A small chuckle could be heard behind him.
"Trying to get away, Lovinito?" A familiar lighthearted voice whispered jokingly. Lovino turned in the bed to face the smiling Spaniard.
"Of course, not…" Lovino muttered, kissing Antonio sweetly. There was a small silence as the two simply lay in their bed. For once, since the world came to an end just months ago, it felt as if everything was normal. It didn't feel as if there were man eating creatures prowling the streets below them, or that millions of people were dying and killing each other for resources. It felt as if—
"Fratello!" A frantic voice yelled out causing the momentary peace to break as both Lovino and Antonio sat up. Antonio quickly threw on a robe as Lovino grabbed his pants and quickly put them on. Antonio, who had already rushed out the door, was yelling at Feliciano to get down. Gunshots sounded as Lovino quickly entered the room. A zombie, what looked to at one time be an older man collapsed in the doorway of the apartment. Antonio slowly lowered his gun and glanced over at Feliciano, who was ducking behind the couch. He kicked the creature into the hallway before closing and locking the door.
"How did it get in?" Antonio asked as Lovino brought Feli to sit on the couch.
"I…" The Italian began. "I thought he was a human… He didn't move like one of those things…" Antonio was quiet. Lovino looked at the carpet.
"Like… That thing that chased me." Both of the other males looked up. "That thing from last night. It definitely wasn't human, but it wasn't like the other ones. It moved like a human would have."
Antonio thought for a moment before his face went pale. "Do you think….that they've…evolved?"
The sound of fresh music was a wonderful sound indeed for Lili Beilschmidt-Zwingli. Ever since the apocalypse, she had listened to the same old music she had in her home, but now that Roderich and Elizaveta were staying with her she could simply listen to the Austrian's lovely piano pieces. That's why she left Vash's home; she needed to be in her home when Elizaveta and Roderich arrived. And when big brother returns, she thought, we can all live here in peace! Nothing can go wrong!
"I don't see how he can sleep so soundly when those things are roaming about…" Vash muttered as he glanced back at the sleeping Prussian in the back seat. Ludwig chuckled a bit before shrugging; the normal silence followed.
"So, how is Lili?" Ludwig asked after a few moments. Vash looked away from the road and studied Ludwig carefully. He had never asked about Lili before. He had never even mentioned her.
"She is… fine." Vash informed bluntly, looking back at the road; Ludwig was silent.
"I know she calls you "Big Brother" and that you want to take care of her, but as her real brother, I at least have the right to—"
"You don't have the right to know anything she does!" Vash yelled, abruptly stopping the car, causing Gilbert to lurch forward and onto the floor of the back seat. "She needed help and what did you do? Nothing! I came and helped her when even I had no money! I saved her from dying! I am the one she calls her Big Brother now!" Vash screamed. Gilbert, now fully awake from hearing the usually quiet Swiss yell, swallowed and looked to his younger brother, who looked ready to explode from anger.
"Luddy…" Gilbert muttered setting a hand on his brother's shoulder. "She left on her own accord. She wanted to become strong. If we had stepped in to help, she would have rejected us." The albino turned his attention on Vash, who was staring at both brothers. "It was her choice."
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"Bloody bastards…" Arthur muttered as he crouched behind a turned over car. He reloaded his gun and peaked out to see four of those things shuffling in his direction. They passed by others of their kind that the Brit had already shot down. The blonde looked about for a place to hide next; he saw more zombies slowly making their way out of the alleys and towards him. He stood and scanned the area.
No where. They were closing in from every direction. I've survived this long… Even though I wasn't meant to. Maybe… Maybe this is a sign that I should just give in… Arthur scanned the area once more and sighed. He didn't want to become one of them—something that fed on the flesh of loved ones. He would kill himself before he subdued to such a monstrous way. So why don't I? Raising the gun to his head he closed his eyes. My family… I'm sorry that I failed you.
"Arthur!" a voice yelled before multiple gunshots rang through the air. Opening his eyes, the Brit watched in awe as zombies went down one by one; he lowered his gun. The all too familiar voice called his name again, and for once, Arthur was happy to hear the loud, obnoxious voice fill his ears. Blonde hair appeared amongst the death and decay.
"A…Alfred…!" Arthur shouted, running to the other's side as the closest of the zombies were taken down. "Alfred, I—!" Arthur was cut off by the other blonde as he pressed his lips against his own. The younger pulled away before the Brit even knew what had happened.
"I've been looking all over for you!" Arthur tried to speak again, but was cut off. "No time to talk! We need to go save that kid! He won't listen to me." Alfred then grabbed the blonde, pulling him towards a large building he recognized as a hotel.
"Peter!" Arthur called out as he and Alfred entered the seemingly deserted building. Alfred immediately hushed him.
"Do you want them to catch us?" Alfred whispered before raising his rifle, ready to fire at anything that moved. Arthur did the same as they both made their way towards the stairs. It was an entire six flights later before Alfred finally pointed to the door that led to the hallway; Arthur nodded and opened it slowly. His eyes widened.
Bodies. Eight bodies littered the floor of the hallway. Blood splattered the walls and floor; the smell was almost unbearable. On the other end of the hallway, cowering under a window with tears in his eyes, was Peter Kirkland. The boy looked up when he heard Arthur open the door and immediately pointed his gun at him shakily. His eyes widened as he realized who was standing before him. More tears streamed down his face, these of joy. He threw his gun down and ran towards the duo, leaping over the bodies.
"Arthur! Is it really you? I'm not dead, right?"
"There isn't an antidote! I've been doing experiments since this pandemic began!" Lien Chung shouted in frustration as she banged her fists on the lab table in front of her, successfully knocking over a beaker of blue liquid. Mei Wang, the young girl to her right looked up at her and placed her finger to her lips.
"Don't yell, Lien." She muttered, obviously exhausted. "He'll get mad again." She quickly grabbed one of the clean towels from the table and began to wipe up the mess. "I'm sure you're just missing something. Let's take another look at the formu… Lien?" She looked up again to see the woman gone, the door slightly ajar. She quickly followed, knowing her friend's temper. The elder was faster though, and by the time Mei finally caught up with her, Lien had already reached her destination.
"You said there was an antidote to this! Where is it? How do I stop this?" Lien more or less demanded these questions toward the man before her. The man frowned but didn't budge from his relaxed position on the couch. Lien stood in front of him with a furious expression.
"Calm down, Lien." The man basically purred. "You should rest; your lovely dress is all dirty and torn…" He reached out and touched her dress before having his hand slapped away.
"Don't touch me you pervert! You—!" The man stood, slapping her face hard. She fell to the ground and looked back up at him. Mei gasped and ran to Lien, kneeling on the floor beside the other woman. The man towered over them fiercely.
"How dare you push your boss away! I have control over you; you should be thanking me! I could have let you die like the others, but I saved you!" he bellowed.
"I'd rather be dead than confined here with a bastard like you! How could you be so cruel?" Lien yelled back; the man smirked before grabbing Mei roughly and pulling her toward him.
"Since you won't work, what would happen if I were to turn poor little Mei Wang into one of my latest creations?"
"Latest? What are you going to do with her? Put her down!" The man's smirk only grew before pulling a syringe out of his chest pocket of his lab coat. He pulled it open using his teeth before stabbing it into the small girl's arm, causing her to cry out. He dropped her on the ground as Lien yelled her name.
"That should teach you to cross me, don't you think?" He chuckled darkly.
"What did you do to her?" Lien demanded as she gathered the shaking and sobbing Mei into her arms.
"Oh, not much," he purred. "I just injected her with a super infection, but don't worry, it'll take a while to fully settle into her body. So, if I were you, I'd start working on that antidote." He words were sickly sweet as he spoke.
"You monster!" Lien yelled as he left the room. "You'll pay! Someone will figure it out and kill you! Someone will save us!"
Fools, imbeciles, the man thought as he walked down the bright corridor. There's no antidote for the dead! I would at least think that Vietnam's finest would be able to figure that out! He turned off into another passage way; the door to another room opened to reveal an area blocked off by glass. He smirked as he entered the room.
"Why, hello Feliks!" he greeted as he walked up to the glass. The blonde on the other side banged on the glass, yelling profanities. A chuckle emanated from the leader. "My, my, feisty today, I see!"
"Like, let me out! I'm, like, totally not kidding!" Feliks yelled, his green eyes glaring daggers at his captor.
"You know I can't do that. To the others, you are dead. Plus, if I let you out, you'll tell people about all of this." Feliks ceased his banging, still glaring at the other. The culprit's smirk widened as he began walking about the room, glancing into other glass confinements that held prisoners and experiments alike.
"You'll die," Feliks stated clearly when the taller man began to stray away from the glass cells. The man turned, his smirk gone, replaced by a serious expression.
"No Feliks," he stated. "I will rule. All countries will become one with me." With that said, he turned away and walked out of the room. He was halfway down a corridor before he was stopped by a young female in a dark blue dress. Her white bow and serious features gave her away immediately.
"Ah, dear Natalia," the man purred. "What is it that you need?" The woman looked down before speaking.
"It's time, sir. It's time for the sweep." The man's face lit up upon hearing this. He took her chin in his hand and lifted her face so that she looked up at him. He bent down a bit so that his face was close to hers. "And I suppose you will be joining me in infiltrating the remainder of the survivor camps?" He let his thumb run over the girl's bottom lip, causing her to sink deeper into her love struck trance. She nodded slightly.
"Yes, my love." She muttered as she stared up at the strongest man in the world.
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