A Dead Society
"It's been two weeks though!"
The helicopter whipped Tamaki's golden locks around. "We can't leave yet! Our friends are still out here!" Tamaki tried his best yell over the helicopter. The twin nodded, agreeing.
"Oh, alright," the father sighed. "Here, to protect yourselves, be safe!" He gave them a handgun each, it was the best he could do. He didn't just have rifles lying around. The trio waved and the maid, cook, and the Hitachiin parents waved as the helicopter lifted, the mother having tears in her eyes.
Tamaki inspected the firearm, "So, either of you know how to use this thing?"
"Nope. We don't know why our father even had these," the amber haired twins answers simultaneously, shrugging their shoulders.
The former host club president sighed. He walked inside the house with Hikaru and Kaoru trailing behind him. When it had become apparent that this wasn't going to just blow over, the king had become more serious, he had also started feeling a heavy weight on his heart, that he could not explain, when he had learned he may not see Haruhi ever again. "Well, we should probably go out on and try and find someone else, maybe even another club member, before we get Haruhi."
"She's in Tokyo, Tamaki. The heart of it. Who says she's even alive...," Hikaru said depressingly. His brother put a reassuring hand on Hikaru's shoulder, making Hikaru look at him.
"Hey, I bet she's fine...," Kaoru smiled.
The loud thunder boomed overhead, making Haruhi practically jump out of her skin. She cowered farther into the closet under the blanket she had put over herself, letting out a choked sob. She thought someone would come for her by now. They probably left with their family on private jets. Damn rich bastards… she silently cursed. To tell the truth, she missed them. She missed Tamaki's annoying demeanor, Honey bringing a smile to her face… she really missed them.
But they never cared for me, they just cared about the debt… she felt an unexpected anger rise from her. Another loud boom and a flash of light sent her back cowering under the blanket.
The thuds of rain hitting the roof and the windows suddenly turned to a pitter patter. She dared to poke her head out from under the blanket and come out of her hiding spot. She crept over to the covered windows and peaked out from the curtains. She saw the sun from a hole in the clouds. It had been awhile since she had seen the bright orb, it had been storming nonstop for the past few days. She found herself smiling, as she closed the curtain and walked into the kitchen just as her stomach growled.
She grabbed a pack of Ramen and poured it into a bowl while putting some hot water in the bowl too. It had been a while since she had been able to eat, being too scared of the thunder. She walked into the living room putting the soup down. Turning on the TV, she also wanted some tea so she walked into the kitchen, when the TV suddenly turned off. She barely noticed while she was humming. She turned a knob on the stove, placing the teapot on the stove. When nothing happened she tried another spot on the stove. Again nothing happened. She tried the rest of the spots. Nothing happened.
Panic swarmed her eyes as she opened the fridge and the light didn't turn on. The power went out? She barely noticed rain start to pick up again as she tried to turn on each light. A loud boom was heard she went back to cowering in the closet, her hunger long forgotten.
They moved from building to building, as silent as a mouse. They searched for anything, food, medicine, weapons, people, but barely found anything. When the tall man had not been looking, his arm had bumped into a doorway. He cursed silently.
…...
He pushed the door back with all his might. Suddenly he heard glass shatter and felt pain on his left upper arm. The pain sent him lurching forward, releasing his pressure on the door.
The two people on his side, not expecting the new force, gasped, and tried to push the door back but, the grasping hands of the undead prevented the woman from pushing and the door swung open some of them pouncing on the woman, she started to spasm and scream as the bit into her pale flesh.
Takashi started to run to Mitsukuni and pushed him through the window, jumping out himself. The man that was also helping with the door came out undead, along with a herd following him.
"Run!" The crowd of people that were lucky to have been saved didn't need to be told twice.
…
He shuffled through the cabinet, finding some bandages, a cleanish towel, and disinfectant spray.
"Anything?"
"Not much."
The smaller, much younger looking man, walked over to the much bigger and taller man, who was sitting down on a dining chair and had a piece of a ripped T-shirt, that was drenched in blood, wrapped around his upper arm. He carefully unwrapped the towel and cleaned the nasty looking wound underneath with the towel. Once the blood was only confined to the mostly callused over wound, he sprayed disinfectant on it, making the taller man wince ever so slightly. Then, carefully wrapped it with bandages.
"Are you sure you're okay, Takashi?" The younger looking boy said.
"I'm fine, Mitsukuni. I would've turned into one of those things if I was infected," Takashi said softly.
…...
The duo were slowly making their way toward Tokyo, but a 200 miles was a long walk.
He stuffed non-perishables into his duffle bag and all the water bottles next to the medical supplies. He put the bag near the garage door, fully aware of the pair of worried eyes watching him.
He walked over into the family's safe that was located in his father's bedroom. He slowly turned the knob, making sure the numbers were precise. When it clicked he pulled out the cold, metal, L shaped object and some ammo. He smirked and walked out of the room the body of the pair of eyes stepping out of the way.
He grabbed the backpack he had stuffed earlier with clothes and blankets stuffing the gun in the back of his pants and put the backpack on. He was about to grab the duffle back, but, a voice stopped him.
"F-fine, I see you're serious. I-I'll go with you," Aki said uncertainly.
"Okay then, grab the duffle bag," the shadow king smirked at his victory. "Is there anything else you want to grab?" He put his hand on the door handle.
"No, but, are you sure we should go? Your father could come back, and we won't be here! We have enough supplies to survive for a little bit longer here!" The canned food banging around in the duffle back as she picked it up.
"You're being rather persistent," Kyoya mumbled. "Alright, fine. We'll write a note saying where we're headed. Are you happy now?"
Aki frowned. "Yeah, I guess that will suffice. Where are we going anyway?" Aki asked.
"North."
"North…. where?"
"North Tokyo," seeing her flabbergasted expression, he continued. "I only know where Mori and Honey are, and they're all the way north, and maybe Haruhi, which I think is at her house. I want to meet up with all my friends, and no doubt, they're going to Haruhi, so I'll head towards Haruhi." He said as looked, and found a paper and pencil.
"That…. that makes sense… but… thats where most of them are. I don't think she's even alive," she doubted.
He pressed his lips together, pushing his glasses up. "Well, at least I'll meet up with the others."
"Okay," Aki said as she tucked a brunette strand of hair behind her ear. "Let's go then, shall we? Thank god no other servant was here."
"Give me a moment," he said as he wrote a quick note saying where they were headed and such. He put it on the entry table and walked over to the garage door. He opened it and grabbed a key off the key rack. He walked over to a large, expensive looking SUV.
He started the car up and waited for Aki to open the garage door and get in the car. He threw his backpack in the back and when she got in, she threw the duffle bag in the back.
"Ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," she answered as she sighed. He reversed and turned around, driving along the long driveway. Once he got onto the deserted main road, he drove north.
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