Restarting with the DEAD Chapter 15

L.T: Sorry, guys! I've been really depressed for a month or so, so I've been awful slack with writing. But here's the first chapter I wrote in a while, so I hope it makes up for the wait!

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I raised my bat, but he dug the blade into my girl's neck, drawing blood.

"Stay the fuck where you are, and drop the bat!"

Tossing it away, I waited. The metal clanged on the tarmac like a bell... a dinner bell...

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SAEKO'S P.O.V

"That's good; now fill that bike up like I told you! I heard you wrecking the cash register, so I know you have money!"

I watched head spinning slightly, as Takashi moved over to the pump, popping the gas cap on the motorcycle. The smell of gasoline hit me, waking me a little more. I was furious with myself. I'd focussed on Takashi, and not on our surroundings. A student of the Busujima Kendo School should not be so careless. My father had drilled this into me countless times as a young girl, but still, I'd let myself be taken by surprise.

Takashi closed the cap and dropped the hose. He raised his voice, shouting, "There! I filled it up, now let her go!"

I heard the thuggish man snickering. He snarled, "Not a chance! A man needs a girl, times like this! 'Sides, she's got a nice rack!" He squeezed my right breast very hard, and I let out a moan of pain.

"Wow, great voice, too!"

Takashi gritted his teeth, but held his hands out to the side, appealing to this lunatic's humanity.

"Come on man, she's my girlfriend! We just wanna get out of here! Let her go, please!"

"Why should I?! You haven't even boned her yet, have you?!"

Takashi's pride was stung, and he bragged, "Sure I had sex with her! I left her satisfied and wanting more!"

I would have hit him, but I couldn't fault his words: he had indeed sated my sexual appetite. The thug's chuckles rolled to a halt, and he coughed in shock, almost letting go of me. At that moment, Takashi and I... Moved.

Kicking him between the legs, I spun out of his faltering grip, diving for my bokken, while Takashi fired a stun gun, of all things! The thug's muscles spasmed as a needle hit him in the shoulder, and he dropped the knife he'd been about to throw. Scooping it up, I glared at him in a rage, ramming the point home, into his navel, just above his groin.

"AAAAAAAAAAARRGGGHHH, YOU FUCKING BIIIITCH!" Thuggy McThuggerson howled, and fell like a tree, clutching his stab wound. I drew back, leaving the knife embedded in him, and mounted the bike behind Takashi, my breasts against his back and one hand on his shoulder.

As the bike roared, he looked up, screaming, "WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE ME?! WHAT KIND OF SICK FUCKS ARE YOU PEOPLE! DON'T GOOOO!"

Weaving around the oncoming walkers, Takashi and I managed to make good our escape. The screams continued, but cut off abruptly, followed by snarling and ripping. Takashi reached up and patted my hand, and I clung onto him, savouring his warmth.

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Following the directions Shizuka-sensei had given us, I directed Takashi down one road, then left. Another left, a right. The bike started coughing a little, and Takashi pulled it over outside the indicated address. We were there, but Shizuka-sensei and the others had beaten us to it. Dragging the bike in, Takashi started taking a look at it, while I barred the twin gates.

Saya, Kohta and Shizuka-sensei came crowding out, hustling me inside. Takashi stayed put, tinkering with the bike.

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RIKA'S HOUSE, LATE AFTERNOON

After a long, hot bath, I strolled out, towelling my hair. Heading to the kitchen, I donned an apron and began rooting through the cupboards.

Grabbing a loaf of bread, I started slicing it and making sandwiches for tomorrow. After an hour, I'd made a whole picnic lunch, and had started on dinner. Hearing revving from outside, I looked through the window, then dropped my wooden spoon and dashed to the door. "What are you doing, Takashi?!" I hissed.

"He turned to me, and smiled faintly. I'm going back to look for Rei. I can't just stand not knowing what happened to her…" Kissing him, I leant my forehead against his and whispered, "Takashi-kun, do what you must. You are a man, and must do what you feel is right."

Nodding, Takashi revved the bike, and I opened the gates. For better or for worse, he was gone. I hoped he would return…

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RIKA'S HOUSE, NIGHTFALL

It was late, and Kohta was worrying at a closed locker when I brought him his meal. Sitting on the floor and munching, he spooned more curry into his mouth. "Having trouble?" I asked.

"Yeah, a little." He swallowed. "I can't open that locker. The one on the right is full of bullets and clips, but no weapons. It stands to reason that they must be in that one!" he nodded to the closed door. I picked up the crowbar he'd found and had been using as a lever. "Mind if I try?"

Hirano shrugged, and I hefted it. Using the bar to raise the bottom edge, I felt underneath, but no key. Brute force it was, then. I pressed my palm against the doorframe, feeling for weak spots. When I felt the lock give, I drew my palm back, and hit it, hard, jolting the door out of its closed position. Hirano gawped, mouth half-full, and then swallowed hurriedly and nearly shoved me out of the way.

"Whahahahahhahahahahahahahahahaaaaa, I knew it! I just KNEW there'd be something in here!" He pulled a long rifle out of a notch. "A Knight's SR-25, no, an Armalite AR-110!" I just blinked.

He pulled out a shotgun. Even I recognized that much. "An Ithaca M37 Riot Shotgun! That's a super sick shotgun, designed by Americans!" I just shrugged, and then handed him the last item in the case.

"A Barnett Wildcat C5 Crossbow! It's a descendant of the one Robin Hood used! You can kill a bear with this thing!" I watched him, giggling as he started loading the Armalite. "I can fit 20 bullets in the mag, that's illegal! Illegal, heheheheheheh!"

I shook my head and went for a soak in the bath. As I stripped of my panties, I paused, and looked towards the window. "Komuro-kun…"

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As I wrapped a towel around myself, I heard a soft rumbling, and looked again. A single white headlight was coming our way. I pulled on my underwear and a t-shirt, then grabbed my bokken and ran outside. Takashi pulled up, and Rei was on his back, sitting on the bike with him. I opened the gate, letting the bike in as Rei threw herself into my arms. She was dirty, wet, and smelly, but I was happy to see her, unharmed. "Let's get you into a bath!" I held her, as Ms Marikawa and Takagi joined us. We hurried our friend up to the bathroom as Takashi-kun started helping Kohta. Again we stripped off, filling the bath with hot, soapy water.

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Later, I stood next to the stove, stirring some Oden stew, making food for anyone hungry. Komuro-kun came sleepily into the kitchen, heading for the fridge, mumbling about 'crazy nurses'. He froze when he saw me, and spluttered. I looked down, and smirked inside. "Oh, this? My clothes needed a wash, and this was all I could find. I'm sorry if it doesn't quite fit-" he turned bright red, and stammered, "Oh, th-that's okay. Man, this place is pretty stacked- STOCKED, we should b-be on the lookout, in case They a tit- ATTACK!" I giggled, and he relaxed a little. "Miss Busujima…" I shook my head. "I wanna be called 'Saeko' by my friends." He stumbled out, "Sae-saek-sa-" I giggled again, and said, "You can call me that when you've had a little practice."

A loud shout of "TAKASHIIIII!" Came from the landing, where a tipsy-looking Rei was glaring woozily at him. I winced in sympathy for my love, who was now trudging up towards her. "Good luck, Komuro-kun…" I murmured.