Chapter One

My body trembled with excitement and the ecstasy that came with killing as my wooden blade swept through the air like a knife through butter. My eyes widened with delight as my bokken met a nearby zombie skull and shattered it. Blood sprayed the side of the blade, dripping off its blunt edge as I stalked past the hordes of creeping undead, always keeping a close eye on my surroundings. A savage grin spread across my face as I struck down a few more undead with the wood sword, and then continued making my way down the hallway. Other people were passing by- students and faculty, all desperate and afraid. Their eyes were wide and delirious, some of them having clearly lost their minds.

'Call me crazy, I won't deny it, but now really isn't the time to be panicking. We can freak out later when we aren't in a zombie-infested, crowded school.' Perhaps I was the one who was abnormal. They were desperate and afraid because all Hell had broken loose, yet I only felt a fierce, hungry determination to survive.

"S-Senpai," A fellow student mumbled, reaching out for me. He had recognized me, and after watching me effortlessly dispatch a few he reached out with quivering hands and fear-mad eyes. Behind him one of the slowly pacing undead took hold of his shoulders, groaning hungrily. I felt nothing as the zombie burrowed its teeth into his shoulder, sinking them deep with a spray of blood. I chose not to help him, or any of the others. Trying to help the weak was a waste of my time. If someone wanted to survive... they had to fight.

Was I the only one in Fujimi Academy who was not afraid? She would be one of those scared people... which meant she was in terrible danger. Blood dripping in torrents from my bokken, I increased my speed, practically racing down the hall with sudden desperation. I needed to go faster. I needed to reach her before it was too late.

Everything was as I expected when I burst into the school infirmary. She was there, of course, standing behind her desk and watching one of my fellow student's try and protect her. He was failing horribly. Instead of fighting the undead, the boy's throat was being ripped apart by one of Them.

A single thought ran through my mind. 'Pathetic.' I dashed forward, crushing the skull of one of the monsters that were tearing into him.

The next few moments were a crimson blur. There was a relatively large group of them inside, but I struck each zombie down again and again until nothing remained except an impressive-sized heap of corpses. I made relatively quick work of them, delighted in the way crimson erupted with every single downward stroke of my wooden sword. My upper body was soaked with blood.

Settling down was difficult. To me, the sensation of killing so freely was almost orgasmic… it wasn't something I was able to feel every day. Even so, the fight was over. Panting heavily, I licked my lips and sighed pleasantly, before turning to stare at the other two people in the room. The woman I came here to save - and the one I desired more than anything- was staring at me with a look of pure horror in her frightened amber eyes. Multiple emotions rushed through me at the sight of her fearful eyes. Embarrassment and guilt were but two. No doubt, in her eyes, these creatures were still human. I forced the uncomfortable emotions back, and rage soon replaced it.

Who did she think she was acting like I hadn't just saved her life? I shook with the sudden rush of indignant anger, but instead of accidentally letting it out on her I instead turned my eyes to the boy who was currently dying on the ground. Blood flowed like a river from the wound on the brunette, scrawny boy's neck. I didn't have to look at the wound to know he was going to die. He had been bitten and that meant death itself. Or rather, undeath. Even if that wasn't the case, I would not have allowed this woman- the school nurse- to try to save him. I could see in her face that she thought she could, and she was now looking through her first aid-kits for something that could help him. Wasted resources. Beyond that... there wasn't any room for someone who might take Shizuka Marikawa away from me.

I avoided looking at said nurse. I was sure I wouldn't be able to handle it if I did. I wouldn't be able to stand seeing her sexy, ridiculous body painted with red, and Shizuka herself so utterly afraid... Afraid of me, afraid of the death and destruction all around us. Her lip would be quivering, and her eyes would probably be full of tears. I'd want to start ripping her clothes off right then and there, bending her over her own desk, placing my hands on her hips, and fucking her with all my strength until she was screaming my name and dripping down my cock. My mouth watered. Before this happened, before death struck us, I wanted to make her mine more than anything. There was little that could hold me back now...

I focused on the boy to take my thoughts away from hastily committing the act. As I stared down at him, hand hovering on my bokken's handle, I couldn't shake the thought of how lamb-like he looked with his pleading brown eyes, pallid face drained of blood, quivering mouth and raining tears pathetic. He was unable to protect a woman as was a "man's duty", at least the duty he probably thought a man had. If he was smart, he would have known his limits and ran away. What is the point of protecting someone if you are going to die? I knew before I even set out to find her that I would locate and protect the school nurse, the target of my affection, big-breasted and lovely Shizuka Marikawa.

I would be her savior. This boy had attempted and failed what I would succeed. Despite how I felt, I was able to perform a perfect, pitying smile. "My name is Saeko Busujima. I'm the captain of the Kendo Club, a sophomore." He shuddered as he clutched at the side of his neck. Blood poured between his fingers, coating them a grisly scarlet as he coughed violently. I spoke quickly. "What is your name?"

"Ishii... Kazu," He whispered in response, twitching, pain etched across his pimpled face. I felt a very tiny twinge of pity, but far overshadowing that, bloodlust. I wanted to kill again. Especially a pathetic little thing like him. My mouth watered, anticipation of the hovering just at the edge of my mind.

'Damn it! I want to kill him! Right in front of Shizuka. I want to see his fear-plagued expression, her face afterward. Only to comfort her and hold her close and show her that I'm not a bad person.' That idea was so appealing my blood felt almost deliriously hot at that moment, and I wondered vaguely how I appeared on the outside. I forced myself to calm down and stopped myself from shaking with anticipation.

"It was very brave of you to protect Marikawa-Sensei," I forced out and I wasn't lying about that. A part of me was insanely jealous to think that if he hadn't been here to protect her then Shizuka could have possibly died. That trail of thoughts died rather quickly though as I remembered - fate was at work here. He played his role and died so that I could play my own and thrive. I'd kill them all- Zombies, pathetic weak men like this and many others, anybody who stood in my way!

I clenched a white-knuckled fist around my bokken and licked my lips. This had to happen soon, not just because I was bloodthirsty but because I might not have much time before he turned, and I wanted to kill him while he was still in his right mind. "I think you and I both know what happens when you get bitten, Ishii-san. I can end it now. Quickly and less painfully- you can die with honor."

He seemed to like that idea, but he hesitated.

I narrowed my eyes. "Or I can kill you after you turn, when you're hungry for flesh and virtually brainless." I pointed at the heap of undead corpses littering the nurse's office. My lips twisted up into a grin only he could see, do to Shizuka being behind me. He trembled as he heard the second choice, saw the expression on my face as I hungered for a predator's kill. The nerdy-looking boy trembled, clutching at the bleeding wound on his throat. He avoided my eyes.

"K-Kill me now senpai!"

'Good choice.' I stood. This "mercy kill" was going to be very enjoyable. I raised my bokken, grinning at the sight of him starting to tremble with fright. His eyes locked with mine. Yes, there it was. 'That look...' There was so much fright in the depths of his quivering gaze. It excited me, invigorated me. I brought my bokken down with as much force as I could muster. It collided with his skull and made a sickening crack. It was an amazing sound. For a second, I just stared at his broken corpse, leaking blood all over the infirmary. Then, I pulled away and I turned to where Shizuka stood.

Like I had predicted, the school nurse was staring at me like I was a maniac. Maybe I was but that was what separated me from the rest of my peers. It was the reason I would survive this horrible ordeal and they would not. There was no appreciation or admiration to speak of in Shizuka's golden gaze, glistening with a thick layer of tears which poured freely down her cheeks. She was so cute when she was frightened like that, a sharp contrast to how Ishii Kazu had appeared thirty seconds before. I wanted to bury my fingers in her golden blond hair, grip those huge, lovely tits, hold her curvy body against me - to comfort her, of course.

I took a step forward, and in return Shizuka stepped away, the back of her legs hitting her desk. I ignored her fear and continued to approach.

"Stay away," Miss Marikawa whispered, her hands covering her mouth. I didn't have time for this. When I was a few feet away I raised my bokken and wiped it off on her chest, sighing softly as I did so. The buxom older woman's lips parted cutely as the side of my wooden blade pressed against her breasts. She would realize her position as I toyed with her body, pressing the point into her nipples, thrusting the length between her giant tits. "S-Stop that, y-you murderer! W-Why are you - You killed him..." She whispered. "He could have lived...I could have saved him."

"Shut up, Shizuka-chan."

"What did you just call me!? Y-you're a murderer, don't act like we're friends or familiar with each other!" Her frightened voice came out shrilly. Already I had enough of her blabbering. I grabbed Shizuka by her golden-blond hair with one hand, continuing to bully her chest with my bokken as I crushed our mouths together forcefully.

My heart pounded with excitement and arousal- I was feeling her lips for the first time. Her plump lips felt so good against mine. Her eyes shot wide and she tried to push me off with her weak hands but after a few hot seconds her body slumped, and she surrendered. She didn't exactly kiss me back - I didn't expect her to yet- but just as I predicted she went silent. Satisfied, I pulled away, breathing hard. I never knew lips so soft even existed. I was sure I had an erection, and not for the first time I was grateful for the fact that I was wearing uniform pants instead of a skirt.

"Just be quiet," I whispered in her ear, bokken now hanging at my side. If one of the Them approached I would destroy it. Her bottom lip quivered but she nodded fearfully. "There's no need for you to be so scared. I protected you. I had to kill him. It was for your safety. Once you're bitten... the end. Do you understand? He would have changed, and he would have killed you, Shizuka-chan. So ... I killed him first. I'll continue to protect you, I swear I will, but you need to understand. Anything I do- it's to keep you safe." After purring that I ran a manicured finger down her cheek, smiling wide when she melted beneath me. Starting to blush, the school nurse now gazed at my face, and I could see she was absorbing what I'd just said.

I was grateful when the fear left her eyes. I sighed when sorrow replaced the terror, and the nurse buried her face in my neck, suddenly sobbing. She was being far too loud. We probably didn't have too much longer before this school became too swarmed to escape but I wanted this moment to last longer anyways. Her massive breasts strained against my chest, and I inhaled her perfume. She smelled of so many delicious things. My erection strained against my pants. I was painfully hard, and the thought of pulling away from this embrace distressed me. So, I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, running my fingers through the streams of her tied back, golden hair.

'I mean it. I won't let anything take you from me. I'll kill death itself to keep you safe and alive. "I'm here to protect you, Shizuka-chan. So don't cry. We have to leave; I need to take you away from danger."

Shizuka pulled back and gazed into my eyes, her own huge and bright. A small smile had broken out on her face.

'So cute!' I was desperate to maintain control of my lust, but she was making it terrifyingly difficult! I forced my desire back and pulled away, panting. For a moment, we were both silent. I broke it. "As much as I'd like to sit here hugging all day we really, really need to go."

I could hear Them, groaning, just outside the nurse's office. The longer we stayed in Fujimi the more dangerous it became.

"L-Let me at least get supplies!" Shizuka whispered.

I forced back a sigh but nodded. "Just be quiet while you do it," I muttered.

The school nurse nodded and hurried over to her shelves, grabbing a bag from beside her desk. She immediately began to sift through her stuff. Meanwhile, I was left to simply stand there, watching through the broken-down doors of the nurse's office They crept closer and closer. Hurry up. My eyes widened when something hit the ground with a loud clang. I looked over to see Shizuka with a guilty expression on her face. She had dropped a coffee cup, and the shattering of the porcelain was amazingly loud. The undead were looking up and groaning hungrily. They shambled down the hallway, closer to the nurse's office by the second. Soon at least five of them were shuffling inside, reaching out with hungry hands.

I braced myself, gripping my bokken with one hand and leading Shizuka by the arm with my other. She hugged a bag full of supplies to her bountiful chest. "Let's go."

'This is going to be fun!'