I didn't really think anyone was interested in this So, er, yeah... thanks Uchiha Miaki for getting my lazy arse in gear xD I'mma change the name of this at some point =.= I hate the name. This is my first update of an actual story in ages XD Music Memes are my Achilles heel ._.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

"If we survive? Yeah, that inspires confidence, un," Kisames' survival comment had caused quite an uproar among the group, apparently they didn't like realistic chances.

"Well there's no point in lying to you, we probably are going to get injured at least somewhere along the way. We're a big group, we're going to attract attention; and no, we can't just split up because as dangerous as a large group is, going it alone or with people who don't know what they're doing is suicide,"

"Then why bother at all, if we're going to die either way?" Sasuke was the only one unhappy with the argument, but really this is Sasuke; difficulty and emo tendencies are to be expected.

"Shut. Up." Gaaras' patience was already wearing thin and the Uchihas uncooperation wasn't helping.

"Yeah, listen to the fish dude-ttebayo!" Kisame had long since given up on getting his real name out of the young blonde and settled with a wilted glare.

"Actually I was finished, so... go get ready?" He looked towards Pein questioningly, grinning when the ginger boy nodded and walked off; everyone else scattering soon after.

They gathered on the roof; the journey up there had gone without incident and they simply stood gaping at the mass of shuffling corpses below them. The internet had been wrong. It had been very wrong. All eyes settled on Kisame who looked surprisingly chipper, given the situation.

"Plan B?"

Plan B as it turned out, was one of the most ridiculously dangerous things any of them had ever heard of; it involved rushing into the hoards of zombie completely unarmed and shoving them out of the way. There was so much wrong with the plan even Naruto could see. Predictably, the air was soon wrought with complains and questioning of sanity.

"How are we gonna run all the way there?"

"How are we gonna run all the way there without dying?"

"You're fucking crazy if you think we're-"

"Shut. Up." Yep. Gaara was pissed. Like, 'disembowel you, set fire to your internal organs and strangle you with your own burning intestines' pissed. Unsurprisingly, they shut up.

"Er, thanks? Anyway, we aren't completely unarmed. If Dead Rising has taught me anything it's that zombies can be killed, or at least delayed, with anything. And that orange juice is your best friend. But I don't think that applies in real life,"

"Sounds like a challenge. I accept! And so does Gaara!" Lee, for whatever reason, had taken it upon himself to be the redheads decision maker. He hadn't argued much, which shocked them all slightly. They had expected Lee to be dangled over a group of particularly hungry zombies within the hour the first time he did it (which was to say that Gaara didn't want rice.)

"I do? No I don't," his protests went unheard over Hidans loud cheering. The Jashinist had seemed unnaturally happy at the concept of the zombie apocalypse throughout this whole thing. Kisame had as well, but more a morbid fascination that actual happiness.

"I've got weapons anyway!" If they weren't before all heads turned to Hidan. They weren't surprised that he carried weapons round with him, no not at all- most of them actually expected it; but that he had taken this long to inform them of said weapons.

"And you didn't tell about this earlier because...?" They weren't sure who had spoken; they were too busy glaring at the masochist.

"I dunno, just seemed more fun without them,"

"What so death is more entertaining that getting through this with as few casualties as possible, un? You're insane!"

"Damn right I am! Now get going girly boy, the fuckers've left without us," And indeed they had; each of them had taken a few weapons (with a little hesitance on Hinatas' part) and had left, knowing that the two could take some time.

"Nice to see you two made it," Kisame grinned at them over a relatively small crowd of zombies. Half of them had gotten stuck in killing as many as possible so that the other half could make it to safety. The Akatsuki had chosen to stay behind, sans Tobi and Zetsu; they had the most experience in fighting. Lee and Naruto had wanted to stay as well but they were told to protect the younger half of the group; the risk of someone getting bitten just wasn't worth it.

"Yeah, nice of you to wait you fucking bastards!" Each of his words were emphasised by a swift beheading. He looked around to see how the others were faring; usually he wouldn't care but these things creeped even him out. Itachi and Kisame were back to back, slashing and stabbing. 'Not a bad strategy,' he noted as Kisame swung his arm back just as Itachi ducked; allowing him to smoothly remove the creatures head. Itachi seemed to be going for the brain straight away; he must have seen it as more humane.

Deidara was... exploding them? Where the fuck did he get explosives from? Hidan carried around pretty much everything but. Eh, whatever, it was working. He did keep catching Sasori slightly though. The redhead was currently shouting at him to watch it but all he received in response was a hysterical cackle. Sasori himself was sticking to knives, it was dangerous for most but the arm closest to their mouth was his prosthetic arm so even if he did get bit it wouldn't make much difference.

Pein and Konan were nowhere to be seen. Oh, never mind. They seemed to have taken to the roofs with the guns. Hidan actually never used the guns; he wasn't even sure why he got them but he would quite happily jizz over the chest of whoever put the idea in his head after narrowly avoiding being munched on by one of the festering cadavers. Konan, he assumed, was the one handling the guns; Pain couldn't aim for shit. He could do pretty much anything but aim.

Kakuzu was... woah. He just killed one with it's own arm! That was fucking awesome!

"How the fuck did you do that! I wanna try!" He didn't get an answer; he got the arm thrown at his head. Good to know that even now Kakuzu was more focused on causing him harm than his own survival.

Overall they were doing quite well; there had been a few near misses but Pain and Konan had taken care of it. You could tell when Konan had the gun- the bullet actually hit its target.

The hoard was still going strong, though. It was like it was never going to en-

"AAAAAGH!"

Fuck.

Yeah... fail cliffy xD Who d'you think it is then?

And yeah, I just wanted Konan to be the one with the gun... I suck at fight scenes ._. So far Gaara just seems to be here to get everyone quiet. It's shorter than the last one I think ^^' Sorry~ The actual plot should start in either the next chapter or the one after and I didn't wanna give anything away yet.