(Author's Note:) KYAAA! I finally made Chapter 2 of this craptastic story! I really hope you guys know how happy I was to receive your reviews, favorites, and follows! I dragged my useless hands to the keyboard for you! So anyway...there's more romantic aspects in this chapter between Takashi and Saeko and I'm taking the story into my hands. Last chapter was based off of the anime episode 9...but, now I'm really twisting it into a fanfiction! Enjoy!

Warnings:

-Coarse language

-Whatever else from last chapter I told you to watch out for...(again, I'm kind of winging it!)

Disclaimer: All characters and stories belong to their respective owners.

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Saeko's POV***

When I wake, I startle slightly at the sight of tan, muscular arms wrapped about my waist. Takashi stirs and loosens his grip, allowing me to sit up and stretch quietly. I lean over and gently pat his cheek, trying to keep my voice low, "Komuro-kun...we should get going. If we stay here too long, the infected might begin to catch onto our presence."

He blinks blearily and props himself up on his elbows, "Right. Give me a moment," he stands and rubs his eyes, offering his hand to me so that I can get up off of the floor as well. I straighten my clothes while he situates his pistol and bat. He gestures to the doors, "Ready?"

I nod, "Yes. Let's go." I fix my grip on the Sacred Katana handle and look up, suddenly meeting Takashi's intense golden stare. "K-komuro-kun...is something wr—?!" Before I can finish, our lips meet. Of course, my surprise instantly diminished and I leaned forward, relishing the feeling of his mouth moving over my own.

"Saeko-san...if you will let me, I will take responsibility," he mumbles, "I will be the man who is lucky enough to call you mine."

I smile into his kisses, the sound of his words touching my heart, "Komuro-kun, if that is what you want, I have no reason not to accept it."

He nods and pulls away with a determined smile, "Then let's get out of here...together." He opens the door and morning sunlight floods the room, blinding my senses. I take a moment to glance back at my old wooden training sword. It's as if I traded it for the new Sacred Katana and Takashi's love. I smile at it and whisper, "Thanks old pal...it was great," before Takashi and I take off, sprinting across the cobblestone, leaving it sitting like a memorial on the tatami. I feel by leaving it behind, I left a part of me...that training sword shaped who I am, but, it sits in a sacred place now.

Takashi's voice brings me out of my reminiscent thoughts, "Saeko-san! We have three up ahead to the left and five on the right!"

"You take the left, then! I've got the right!"

With that, we split up and a sadistic smile creeps across my pale visage. I swing, the light metal blade swiping off their heads in one clean move.

This... I think to myself, ...is just too much fun! I chuckle inwardly as I watch their decapitated bodies tumble to the ground one by one, like dead flies dropping from the air. Further ahead, I can see more of the living corpses staggering toward us. (Shit...we need to establish a meeting place.)

"Komuro-kun! Meet me on main street near Hirashina's Convenience Store! From there, we can go to my home!"

"Be careful, Saeko-san!"

We exchange nods and continue our fight. I proceed with my advance, locking my gaze on the wall of zombies coming my way.

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One by one...they fall...their second death at my hands, at the tip of my sword...

Would you believe me if I told you I never once felt sympathy...but euphoria in its place?

My eyes narrow as I hone in on a particularly tall undead staggering like a drunk towards my outstretched arm. I smirk and a breath of a chuckle slips my lips as I casually skewer is left eye, rendering his brain dead. He crumples to the ground, making a "slump" sound as if he was nothing more than a bag of flour.

The sound of hurried footsteps catches my ear and I turn, relieved to see Takashi running from the opposite direction towards Hirashina's Convenience Store a few hundred yards ahead.

Unfortunately, those precious few seconds I spent looking at him, I failed to see the corpse directly in front of me. Just before it registers, I see Takashi's face pale and his mouth drops in horror, his eyes wide.

"Saeko-san! Look ou—!"

I turn to follow his panicked gaze and freeze as I ram right into it. I scramble and only manage in stabbing it in its chest. The disgusting beast grabs me by my hair and lifts me off of the pavement, his jaws snapping towards my neck.

A normal human would scream for help.

But, I know better than to put Takashi in danger.

Sound would only attract more of them. If it means his safety, I am prepared to die with my fatal mistake.

It's my own fault for not paying attention...time to atone for all I've done in this life.

Can I be forgiven...including the one man that has ever truly accepted my dark side...?

"Saeko-san! NOOOOOO...!"

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(Author's Note: Mwa ha ha ha...CLIFF HANGER! Please review if you want me to continue this! If I do continue, I'll give you a hint to what happens in the next chapter! -Hint-plot twist: Another man enters the story.)