Chapter Three

A yawn was about to escape from my mouth when a pair of golden eyes sliced cleanly into mine and stifled it. I paused. I was sitting in a comfy leather chair. I stared back at Shizuka. "Is there a problem Shizuka-chan?" I asked, my lips curling into a smile. Shizuka crossed her arms on her huge chest in a manner that I suppose was supposed to be intimidating, instead it pushed those magnificent tits up and gave me a nice view of her cleavage. I stared at her breasts wantonly. She didn't seem to notice, and she pouted and gave me a glare.

"What problem do you think there is?" She murmured. I raised a brow, before standing and petting her on the back of the head.

"Well, as soon as you quit with the guessing game we can talk." Without another word I walked away, over to where Misuzu was peering into the bathroom, talking softly with the brown-haired girl, Rei Miyamoto. One of my hands rested in the pocket of my uniform, while my other grasped the handle of my blade which rested on my shoulder. I licked my lips. When Misuzu bent over that desk talking like that how could I resist her? She was giving me a good view of her lacy black panties. Rei looked over as I approached the bathroom.

Extracting my hand from my pocket I looped an arm around Misuzu's slim waist, who squealed in surprise. She moved to slap me on instinct. My hand flashed up as hers flew towards my face; I caught her wrist just before the back of her hand could meet my cheek. Her eyes were wide. "Easy girl," I chuckled darkly; narrowing my eyes and giving Misuzu's wrist a warning squeeze before letting it go. "You need to be more careful about who you're hitting."

Misuzu avoided my eyes. "I'm sorry… I didn't think." I laughed and shrugged, pressing my breasts into her back. Her cheeks turned crimson, and she glared. "Just rub in how much bigger your tits are than mine some more!"

I raised a brow before dropping my gaze to her chest. Indeed, in comparison hers was certainly… lacking. Maybe a handful if I was to guess, but I like all sizes. I playfully teased my mouth across the back of her neck, creeping my fingers up her uniform shirt. She blushed with surprise. "S-Saeko..." But she did not protest. I pushed a hand up under her bra.

"Knock it off, you're in front of other people," A sharp voice interrupted. My lips curled and parted into a grin. I slowly turned my head, gripping the handle of my bokken tight as I slid it from my shoulder. Takashi was looking at me with a frown. My knuckles were so tight around my wooden blade they turned white as bone. I laughed deeply as I walked towards him, the tip of the blade trailing on the ground.

"Are you telling me what to do? You must have a death wish, Komuro," I lowered my voice until only cold hostility remained in it.

"I'm not trying to start any trouble…" Takashi pushed his hands out palm first, as if in surrender, laughing nervously. "I'm just saying now's not a good time to-"

"Mind your own business next."

Fingers wrapped around my wrist. "Knock it off, Saeko." The voice of my girl, Shizuka, suddenly exclaimed - there were tears in her eyes as she tugged on me like an annoying four-year old. "Why do you keep acting like this? Like you can do everything you want! You can't! You can't be mean to him just because you want to!" I paused, taking in what she said. Then I smiled.

When Shizuka let her guard down I clenched my hand into a fist and slammed my knuckles hard into the boy's face with all my strength, grinning when Takashi stumbled backwards and hit the ground. I put my hands in my pockets. "I'll do what I want unless you plan to personally stop me... and be ready for the consequences if you do." I glared at the group members currently watching, eyeing each of them in turn before settling my gaze on Komuro. He was grasping his face, shocked that I had actually hit him. "Don't fuck with me, Komuro-san. If I want to touch my girls... then, I will."

Komuro opened his mouth to protest again. I laughed in disbelief. "I'm not kidding." When he saw the frigid look in my eyes Takashi's mouth fell shut. "If you ever tell me what to do again… I won't hesitate to kill you." The group whispered amongst themselves as I turned and walked away to the bathroom, where I found Saya washing her face. Kohta stood just outside it, trying to comfort the pink-haired "genius." It was pathetic to see him drooling away at her. To my sweet surprise Saya was wearing a pair of glasses. My eyes widened; my lips curled with delight. She looked cute with them. Her cheeks were red, and she gave me a glare. I chuckled at the defiant look in Saya's eyes as she refused to me my gaze.

"Glasses," I asked with a laugh. She glared, red flushed across her cheeks.

"Say one more word, Busujima-san!" Saya squeaked, crossing her arms across her chest in the same pouty manner Shizuka had earlier. I chuckled, giving her tits a glance before looking back up at her face.

"I meant no offense, Ohimesama" I purred, cocking my head with a wide smile. Saya seemed surprised at the nickname I chose to give her, and then the anger in her eyes intensified. It was as if she thought I was continuously mocking her, which really wasn't the case. I liked her. "I simply meant... you look so incredibly adorable with them on, that's all." I glanced at Kohta, who was looking at the two of us with a happy, annoyingly too-happy, smile. "Don't you agree Booby-boy?" I asked, and Kohta Hirano blinked, his cocoa brown eyes meeting mine.

"Hmm? O-oh yeah, Takagi looks gr-"

"See?" I smiled, "You're gorgeous."

I promptly stepped into the bathroom and shut the door on Kohta's face, cutting his praise off. Now that we were alone, I rested my hands on the bathroom sink on either side of Saya. I took the wet washcloth she had been holding in her hand and used it to gently graze her cheek, smearing the crimson liquid from earlier off the corner of her lips and the other parts of her face. She trembled as I cleaned her up, and I put an arm around Saya's waist, holding her against me as I continued to wash her face. Her eyes grew wide. I wondered if she hated me because what I had put her through. It didn't seem like she disliked me. Even so... "I apologize for earlier, Saya-chan."

"No. I should," She replied in a tone so soft I almost didn't hear her. I paused, waiting for Saya to continue. "I-I shouldn't have freaked out at you the way I did. Said those things."

"It's understandable - nobody would want be in the position you were, Saya," I trailed my hand slowly along her face, cupping her cheek softly as I turned her face toward me.

Saya gazed into my eyes, her breath hitched. Such a pretty golden color... "Will you really keep me safe and protect me, Saeko? Do you swear you will? I-I won't have to be scared like that again-?"

"I can't promise that, but I promise you that you won't die under my watch."

Saya started to lean harder into me, her curves melting into mine, and I leaned close - my mouth was inches away from hers. Was I already this close to Saya? Her vulnerability woke up all the different parts of me. Her sweet breath was intoxicating.

"Hey! I need to use the bathroom," A voice called, interjecting and breaking our sensual moment. "Can you two stop making out so I can pee?" Rei called out; hostility seeped from her voice.

I opened the door. "We're in the middle of something."

Rei stood just outside the door; she was now glaring at me. I was shocked when the martial artist suddenly slapped me with enough force that it sent my head crashing sideways. "There's an actual crisis happening around us. Don't hold up the bathroom, you weirdo pervert." As Saya and I cleared out Rei glowered at me. I blinked and stared at the wooden door as it slid shut behind us.

'What...?' I placed my hand on a suddenly inflamed cheek, eyes wide. I was so aroused by that I couldn't believe it! I stared for a moment longer, laughing softly with pleasure as I thought of blissful possibilities. I wasn't a fan of being hit but getting payback on Rei, slapping her and taking her hard and rough... that fantasy was enough to make me hard. Ever since this hell of an apocalypse started, I'd been getting the most unpredictable erections of my life. I just felt so free, like if I played my cards right, I could achieve anything. I glanced at Saya, who was staring at the thick bulge in my pants with a look of complete and total shock, her eyes nearly bulging from her head. She already knew about me, but I guessed she didn't quite believe it herself.

When I looked past her, I saw that our companions were all staring at the same thing. "Jeez, what?"

"I-it's so big..." Shizuka whimpered.

I smiled with amusement. "That is just not fair!" Misuzu suddenly blurted, glowering at me as she whispered angrily, "Stellar tits, stellar ass, stellar face, stellar grades, and now a stellar penis? What is this!?"

Takashi face-palmed. He could not believe what he was hearing. Neither could I.

"You're like one of the girls in the doujinshi and hentai I love," Kohta exclaimed happily. I raised a brow. "Futanari!"

"Ohhh?" I put my hands in my pockets, "Umm, well, I'm going to go and turn on the television and see what's going on…" They didn't respond, at least the girls didn't. Takashi and Kohta were perfectly normal now, both going over to find the remote, but the girls… I shifted uncomfortably, putting my hands over my crotch. "Jeez, s-stop staring at it! If you don't, I won't be able to get it to calm down," I said harshly, but my words hit deaf ears.

The bathroom door opened. "Woah- HOLY- look at that!" Rei gasped. Like a heat-seeking missile her eyes latched onto the tent in my pants. I glared. I didn't want to admit that she was the person who caused it.

"W-Would you guys please stop looking at me?"

"Don't be a hypocrite!" Shizuka interjected. "You stared at my boobs blatantly for like a minute when I was trying to talk to you earlier." I blinked in shock, mouth falling open. She wasn't as stupid as I thought! "This is just payback for staring at all of our boobs all the time."

I sighed, walking towards Kohta and Takashi. The pair of teenage boys were watching television. Takashi looked infuriated as I approached, but not at me. His rage was directed at television. I frowned. "What's going on?"

Takashi glared at me as he spoke, "They won't even say what caused it! Just that we 'need to stay indoors'."

"Really?" After listening for a few minutes, I realized he was right. They were just repeating the same stuff: stay indoors, stay away from other people, don't try to help anyone if they are hurt, lock your doors. They didn't even mention that they were audio-reactionary. I grabbed the remote and turned the TV off; the woman on the television was saying useless information like the death toll so far, there was no point to this! I tossed the remote onto the couch. "It doesn't matter. We have time to worry about the "whys" later. For now... let's just get the hell out of here."

Takashi shook his head. "There is no 'we.' You really think we'd go with someone like you Busujima-san? No offense, but you've clearly lost your mind. Yu were grinning while you killed Them earlier. Not to mention the fact that you fucking punched me in the face. The others can go with you, but Rei's sticking with me, and we're staying far away from someone like you."

I chuckled, my mouth twisting into a smirk. "That's your choice but it's a poor one. I was merely teaching you your place, it's best if you just accept it."

As I said this Saya Takagi was approaching. She took a seat relatively close to mind. She was blushing. It was clear the nerdy girl was still thinking about our almost-kiss earlier, and the promise I had made. "Have fun with that, Takashi," The twin-tailed girl scoffed, crossing her arms with a haughty expression. "Dying, that is," She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

"N-No offense man, but I'm going with Saeko too!" Kohta exclaimed and nodded his head vigorously.

I sat back against a nearby desk, smirking with pleasure as Takashi turned his eyes from person to person. "Are you kidding me? You're willing to stay with this violent, perverted psycho?" No one denied his accusations. He shook his head, brown hair flopping on his forehead. "You're all crazy, but whatever."

At this point everybody had noticed our argument. When Miyamoto approached, he grasped her hand. "Rei, we're leaving." His expression became nervous. "Y-You're staying with me, right?"

"Of course," Rei nodded, "I could never stay with someone like her… She's a perv with a bad temper."

It was annoying to hear but, well, if they wanted to die that was their choice. I had double the body count of everyone here. They needed someone like me... even if they hated me.

"You won't last a second," I said, slowly smiling. "Out there. I can see it in your eyes, Rei-chan. You're not ready to do this. Not with a weakling like him. Have you already lost someone? I see the sadness in your face when you think no one is watching. If I had been there... well, maybe that person wouldn't be dead." It was obvious I hit a weak spot because both she and Takashi locked up. Rei's eyes went wide, teary, and Takashi clenched his fist around his bat and made a sound akin to an angry growl. I smiled. So, Takashi truly had failed to protect someone already? Weakness.

I stepped closer, grabbing Rei by front of her uniform shirt and pushing my face close to hers. Her bright eyes widened as she stared at me - eye to eye. I was aware of Takashi at my peripheral. He hated what he was seeing, but he did not interfere.

"Rei-chan, you need us. You need me."

The spear-martial artist gave me a strange look, and before I could react, her fist slammed into my stomach - right in the solar plexus. I was winded, falling to my knees.

"I dare you to touch me again! You really think you can do whatever you want?"

I hadn't expected her to hit me again, but why was I surprised? Takashi started to laugh, amused at me (in his eyes) being put in my place.

"Bitch," I hissed. I forced myself to stand, unsteady on shaky knees. "Get lost then, have fun dying. You may not want to admit it... but I could keep you safe. All of you."

"I don't want someone like you protecting me! What exactly is the big idea touching us like that? You think because you're a girl that makes it okay?"

I didn't care about what was okay or not.

"Takagi, are you really going to go with someone like her," Takashi asked Saya incredulously. The pinkette nodded.

"I am staying with her. I actually want to survive. If you really think Takashi and his baseball bat will save the day then you're delusional. Being nice isn't how we're going to survive out there. The cities infested with Them. We all saw it on the TV. Saeko... Saeko will keep me safe. She could do the same for you, if you get past your pride." Coming from Saya that seemed to piss Rei off even more. The lithe brunette stared at me dead in the eyes, her thin brows furrowed. She couldn't believe Saya had chosen me, and I smirked.

"Fine... but I'll make you pay for what you said one day, for how you treated Takashi." She jabbed a finger into my right breast, and I swatted her hand away.

"Sure, sure, have fun with that but answer me this - are you staying or leaving us?"

She and Takashi shared anxious glances, then stepped aside to have a brief, hurried conversation. When Miyamoto stepped back, it was clear from the look on her face what the pair had decided."... I'm staying," Rei muttered, "but if you come at me with your grubby hands and that monster dick I won't hesitate to kick your ass! I don't even want you talking to me - if I had my way you wouldn't be here Busujima-san."

"Whatever." I laughed, already thinking ahead to all the things I was going to do to her. I rested my hands in my pockets, stomach still aching from where she had punched me. It seemed neither of us were going to let this moment go. "What about you Takashi. Staying or not?"

"Staying," he snapped.

With that settled I plastered on a huge smile. "Lovely. So, Shizuka-chan, what's the plan?"

The ditzy nurse was in distress from watching our tumultuous exchange. She sighed. "I-I don't know! There are so many of us - we definitely won't fit in my car anymore!"

"We should just take the buses!" Kohta declared suddenly. "Aren't those the keys to the field trip buses?"

I glanced where he pointed. A large collection of keys were hanging idly from a hook. I nodded in appreciation. "That's great Kohta-kun! Good job." Kohta basked in my praise, and Saya rolled her eyes at him. Shizuka snatched the keys up, hope on her pretty face.

"Now," I said slowly, looking at each of my new companions in turn. "Let's make a plan."