"Don't move or I'll kill you." Oi, you do know saying that is cliche, right? I barely feel threatened now.
Using the glass' reflection, I notice their current hooded form, but judging by their voice, they were female.
"I know you…You're the dumbass who lured them all here with the car, that was fucking annoying." I had no choice at the time, lady.
"You can recognize me just from my back? I'm flatt-"
"Did I say you could speak?" So sorry, Mugger-chan. "Now drop it, before I break your arm."
'Damn it.' Having already experienced breaking a limb before, I immediately drop it once I'm threatened. The spear clatters onto the ground.
"Bag too."
"Get your own. There's ice cream in the freezers still."
"I'm not robbing you, dumbass, I just need to make sure you won't fight back." Dropping the bag with a groan, I lift my hands up in a surrender. "Turn around."
"Yeah, Yeah." Turning around slowly, (because I value my life) I am soon facing mugger-chan.
Long silver hair, possibly natural (Somehow), pours out of her hood, as she removes said hood. Her own eyes scan me as she holds an aluminum bat in her hands. "I was worried for nothing, you're not much to look at, and what's with your eyes? Are you turning or something?"
"Funny." Crossing my arms in annoyance, I give her a tired look. "Is that all? I'm running on a timer, you know? Can't stay out during the night."
"I'm the one with the weapon here, moron." She points the end of her bat at me, but I can't bring myself to care much. 'Didn't you just say that you're not robbing me? That sounded exactly like something a robber would say.'
"Just answer the question. What do you want?" Losing my patience, I exchange glares with her.
Sighing, she breaks off our glaring contest and runs a hand through her hair. "...I…"
Raising an eyebrow, I notice the small amount of red on her face. '...seriously?'
"I…I need your help."
"Oh." Thankfully, my assumptions are proven wrong immediately. "Why?"
"I need a mule." At least she's honest, and seeing as I'm being held at bat point, I may as well listen to my betters.
"For?"
"...B-Baby food and diapers." Oh. Oh? Oh…
"Congratulations. Have you decided on a name? Where's the fath-"
"You trying to die?"
Normally, I may have responded with another witty comment, but seeing as she's the one with the weapon, I'll do the smart thing and be serious. "Where are we getting them?"
"For now? The pharmacy." That's too vague, mugger-chan, which pharmacy?
"This isn't a one time thing?"
"What do you think?" I think I should run away, but that'd mean I would have to leave everything behind.
"Now?"
Looking out the window, she notices the setting sun. "Tsk. Tomorrow then."
"Hn." Crouching down, I slowly reach for my bag. "...Where should we meet up?" Since she hasn't stopped me, I place it onto my back, and reach for--"Ow! The hell!?" Pulling my hand away from the spear, I glare at the violent woman.
"Who said we're splitting up? I'm going to your place for the night."
"..."
Her face reddens as she notices the implications behind staying at a boy's place. "...D-Don't misunderstand, your house is just closer." Cute…Not. That was really creepy just now.
"And how the hell would you know that?"
"...Shut up." Despite my relative calmness right now, alarm bells were blaring in my head. "Let's go." She says, grabbing my spear.
Fuck it. "No."
"What did you say?" She asks, looking annoyed.
"I said, no thanks." Pulling out the walkie talkie, I threw it over to her. "We'll meet here tomorrow, sometime in the afternoon. With both my spear and walkie, I have more than enough reason to come back." She looks at me, then back to my walkie, contemplating this course of action. Not that I give her time to. "See you tomorrow."
Outside The Hikigaya Household
Leaning my forehead onto the front door, I exhale. "Fuck." My foul language perfectly reflects the mood I'm currently in. Missing both my weapon and communication device, I felt incredibly weak and unsafe. The fact that the stalker may know where I live didn't help…
Knocking in the same pattern as before, I'm unsurprised to be greeted by Miura instead of Komachi.
"What took you so long?" She asks, as I enter the "safety" of my home. Removing my bag, I hand it to her, which she nearly drops. "H-Hey! At least warn me, you jerk!"
Lazily shuffling out of my shoes, I make my way to the stairs.
"...Hikio?" Pausing at the first step, I don't look back at her. We both stand there in the silence for a moment, then I just continue upstairs.
"...happened…"
I walk into my room, and close the door behind me. Setting myself down next to it. '...Damn it.'
Yumiko Miura
"Hikio? …What happened out there?" I barely whisper out, unsure of what to do. I'm unable to repeat myself, as he walks off to his room.
Rooted to my spot, I continue to stare up the stairs. 'Hikio, he didn't even say a word…and where's his spear..? Did he–'
"Yumiko-chan? The bath is ready…hm? Is Onii-chan already home? What took him so long? Where is he? He's not hurt…is he?!"
"...Calm down, Hikio…He…He's just tired, he went to his room to rest." I cover for him, and I didn't really want to see Komachi-chan go through one of her depressed states she usually does when Hikio is out.
"Oh. Okay." …Guess I'm not the best at lying. "I'm going to bed too…" I can only watch on as the second Hikigaya sibling goes to their bedroom.
"...Honestly, these two…"
Midnight
"You know, you look really creepy sitting in the dark." I tell him, not that he bothers turning my way, just like a few hours ago. "It doesn't help that you're extremely quiet, in fact it only makes you creepier." Again, nothing. 'Unless Hikio has gotten into the habit of sleeping by sitting straight, he's just ignoring me. The ass.'
Sitting down in the same spot I usually do, I continue to stare at him. "What happened, Hikio? …What happened out there?" At my question, his form finally moves in the dark.
"...Does it matter?" He asks, repeating the same question he always asks to avoid the problem.
"Of co–"
"Did you need something? If you don't, go back to bed." He cuts me off, as he acts moody.
"Hah? Can't I talk to you? And, you're not my mom, so I'll do what I want." He just huffs, but doesn't say anything else. "...Hikio, why do you not trust me?"
"Komachi hasn't told you? …I guess not, since you're asking." With a momentary shine from the moonlight peering through the window, I see the smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "I…I do trust you, I wouldn't leave you with Komachi if I didn't."
"Oh…" I mumble slightly surprised by his admittance.
"...Which is why I hope you don't mind my asking. Miura, if something happens to me, could you take care of her for me?"
…W-What?!
"...H-Hikio? Just what happened out there?"
Convenience Store
"What took you so long?" I ask, glaring at the dead eyed weirdo I force-erm…I mean, convinced to help me.
"It's still afternoon, isn't it? So don't get your panties in a twist."
"Wh-What?!" I'm unable to stop myself from yelling out, completely scandalized by his words.
"Oi. Keep it down." His eyes don't reach mine as he glares at something behind me. "Tsk."
Already having a good idea of the reason behind his displeasure, I walked past him, towards our destination. "Let's go, you and I both know to avoid night time, right?"
He responds with a grunt, but his footfalls soon fall in line with mine.
Uncomfortable with having my back turned to him, I slowed down so that he could be at my side. Not that I like it, his quiet demeanor was seriously creeping me out.
No, wait…
Silence wasn't the issue, but the fact that I could feel him observing my every move, kind of like a cornered animal. He was cautious, and while I couldn't necessarily blame him, it was incredibly difficult not to say anything.
"I'm not going to kill you, it'd be pretty stupid of me if I did." I did need him for other runs, after all.
"...Yeah? Sorry if I don't quite believe the person who threatened me into this position."
"Think what you want." Frustrating ass. Reaching into my sweater pocket, I pass him the walkie talkie he gave me yesterday. "Here. Your sister was worried about you."
Nabbing it out of my grasp, he turns it off. "Just hurry up." Yep, a frustrating ass indeed.
"...What now? Or did you not think this far ahead?" You don't have any idea how badly I want to deck you right now.
Laid before us was a large crowd of walkers that were blocking our only way in, and my dead eyed companion (read: slave) couldn't help but point it out to me.
We were stuck, I was stuck. Biting my lip, I look out the alley, and back onto the walker infested street. It was a group of at least twenty, maybe even thirty. All of them either idly standing by, or hobbling around in circles.
With the smell of rotten flesh entering my nostrils, I hide myself again.
Looking back to my companion, I notice his disappearance. 'Where the hell is-' Looking back onto the road, I see him, pipe in hand next to one of the many abandoned vehicles.
In what almost feels like an instant, he smashes not one, but two car windows, causing a large enough ruckus to attract the walkers away from the entrance. Though, he doesn't stop there as he suddenly pulls me along with a surprising amount of strength.
Hugging the right sidewalk, we make it without any issues. Shutting the double doors behind us, he places his newly acquired pipe between the handles, like the…movies. Wait, isn't this all playing out a bit too well?
Hikigaya Hachiman
"Huff…Huff…" My legs were screaming at me and so was my heart, as I try to calm myself down before I have a panic attack.
"Wha-What the hell was that?!" She whisper shouts at me, much to my ire.
"Luck….That's what…" Unfortunately, said luck had just ended, as I hear the groans of the group outside start to approach the door we had just secured.
Thump.
One, only one zombie had notic-
Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump!
"Shit."
Shit, indeed.
Hikigaya Household
Slumped against the chair in her brother's room, Komachi calls in to the station her brother had told her to use. "Onii-chan? …Onii-chan, do you hear me?"
Nothing.
"Honestly, Gomi-chan. What kind of older brother doesn't answer his cute little sister's calls?"
Nothing.
"Dummy…"
To Be Continued..?
Howdy doo dee.
2 whole months, huh? Wait, I've got a great excuse! School/College. Yeah, no…school work has taken up most of my time recently, and that sucks. Doesn't help that some old friends reached out recently and we started hanging out again.
The Genuine Route fans will probably have to wait another month until now, cuz I haven't even started on chapter 7 yet.
The Blind, Leading The Blind too probably. Jeez, who knew school would be so tough this year?
Now, let's get into what happened. Silver haired mugger-chan is obviously Totsuka, duh. In all seriousness, Kawasaki was actually going to come before Miura, but this works too. Though if they ever met, I do wonder how that'd turn out.
Funnily enough, I had an easier time writing Saki than Miura, despite this also being my first time doing so.
Now onto something very important I brought up last time, OCs. Now, I obviously read what you all thought, and one of you brought up a good point. It's unavoidable, Oregairu's cast of main and supporting characters, while decently sized, the same could not be said about its side characters. So I'm basically forced here, sorry, not sorry.
Off the top of my head, I can only name a few side characters, of which I'll only use a portion of them in this story.
Kaori, Kaori's friend, Chiba Municipal's StuCo Prez, RumiRumi, The Culture Festival Prez, her friends, and the two guys in Hayama's group…You know, not Hayama or Tobe, but the other two.
As for the other characters…
The main cast being The Service Club, Iroha and Sensei. (Best Girl) (No, I am not biased)
Supporting Cast is Komachi, Haruno, Hayama Group not including the two I mentioned before, Kawasaki, Totsuka, Zaimokuza, and well that's it. (I think)
Hachiman's group will only include the peeps in the Main and Supporting Cast. (Not all, just some) With only one or two exceptions! Of which will be side characters!
No OCs will be in his group, and they will have minimal screen time, unless they are communicating/sharing screen time with main characters. (In this story)
Sorry, I just read this out and noticed how complicated it got. To summarize…
HACHIMAN'S GROUP WILL CONSIST OF MAINLY MAIN/SUPPORTING CHARACTERS. WITH ONLY A FEW SIDE CHARACTERS. NO OCS.
TO FIND OUT WHO IS WHAT, JUST SCROLL UP A BIT.
Other than that, another thing. Review Time.
VacantThoughts: Funnily enough, chapter 3 was actually going to be chapter 2, and I never planned on Hikigaya meeting Miura to begin with. But…Uh, thanks.
G0dz1llex: You…Ah, what can you do? Now, as much as I'd love to do that, let me make one thing very, very clear. I will, in no way, bring characters from other franchises into this sto-huh? (Being pulled aside) I…uh, my lawyer has told me to stay silent on this matter. Good day.
Thanks for the recommendation.
Wolfx88: Sorry, not sorry. My decision is final though, this isn't Fate/Type-Moon where there are 400 different characters that look the same. Imagine 400 Yukinoshitas…that's a scary thought.
uzu i-sa: Let me restate this. NO OCs OR CHARACTERS FROM OTHER FRANCHISES IN HACHIMAN'S GROUP!
Heh. A bit too obvious? Yeah, but I'm very limited on what characters I can use right now, you know?
Hachiman fan: No Comment.
Thanks.
alicemisuzu: Same, and yeah no real major OCs, especially no love interests.
SkullGuy0: He would do that…if he ever left his house that is.
WhyareUsernamesTakenAlready: Honestly, speaking? I'm debating on this atm. I've obviously made them not want to be out at night, but that could just mean it's harder for them to navigate around in the darkness. Will continue to think on it.
Thanks.
Review Time Over.
I guess that's all I got for today. Bye.