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Boppatsu: Z-Day	By : SugaMama09 Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was a long night. One of the longest, most loneliest & roughest nights of my life. I slept in an abandoned Jeep after it became completely dark; there wasn't any use in walking around at night on a highway that had absolutely no street lights which made you pretty much a walking duck. I could hear the animals out; sounds of howling & screaming, whining & snarling lasting all night. It was hard to tell whether they were just natural sounds or they had been turned into zombies as well. I don't know how I slept with all the noise & the constant fear of being cornered by a zombie (I watched in terror when a couple of them walked by the car & a bear came sniffing, standing on its hind legs to get a look into the car but finding nothing & eventually wandering off) but apparently I did because one minute it was dark & the next the sun was shining painfully in my face.

I got out slowly & stretched, sighing as my joints popped. My joints sounded like someone chewing on cartiledge, there were so many pops & creaks. One could never be prepared enough when it came to these zombies so I began to search the cars for any other weapons. I found things I wouldn't expect in a car: a crowbar, a butcher knife, a shotgun (with a decayed deer on top of the car I figured finding the shotgun wasn't too much of a surprise) & even a metal baseball bat. I found a large duffel bag & stuffed the weapons into it then proceeded to check for anything else useful. I didn't find much except a pistol, a bottle of Alieve, & a forgotten Burger King meal. I assumed this meal was from months ago so it wouldn't do any good to eat.

I heard rustling & raised my head over the car I was currently searching through, finding a wandering dog, its head raised as it sniffed. I hadn't seen an animal in God knew how long & it made me feel pretty shitty that my mouth began to water at the sight of it. It'd been a while since we'd eaten; there wasn't much to take out of our parents' house, just a few bags of chips, some Debbie snacks, a few boxes of cereal I'd bought a few weeks prior to the incident & a big bag of chocolates left over from Holloween. None of it made sufficient meals but they kept us from starving up until yesterday. With that thought, I figured Inuyasha was pretty hungry by now with his bottomless stomach & stood to call the dog over.

I whistled softly. "Come here, boy. Come on..."

The dog gave me a wary look before slowly walking over to me, its head down & tail swinging low.

"That's it. Come on...come on, boy...-"

Out of nowhere a zombie hurdled over the guard rail on the other side of the street & swooped the dog up from behind, ripping its way through the dog's fur before viciously chomping down on the dog's back all while the dog yelped & yipped. Once the zombie bit down on its spine it fell quiet & went limp, its eyes staring lifelessly down at the road. This happened in all of 3 seconds & that's all it took for me to pull out my gun & shoot the zombie in the face. I hadn't really meant to; frustration had just taken over me due to losing my meal.

The zombie's head reared back but then it straightened & snarled at me yet it squatted & continue eating the dog, his eyes darting around as if it was afraid of being caught with such a prize. I groaned in irritation & banged my fist on top of the car. Greedy ass zombie. Was their hunger ever sated?

As I glared at the feasting zombie, I realized that maybe shooting it wasn't the best idea. I could hear rustling & swore at my impulsivenes. One of the last things I needed was to be chased by another horde of zombies. I grabbed the duffel bag & gripped the metal baseball bat & continued on, turning back every once in a while to make sure the meal-snatching dog-eating zombie wasn't chasing me.

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So I concluded, after a thirty second walk, that shooting was definitely a bad idea. Zombies by the threes, sometimes fours, came crawling up the bank from the swamp & stumbling over the guard rails. I made an irritated noise in the back of my throat; of course I knew there were millions of people in this area but where the hell did they all come from? It was never-ending!

I originally was only going to hit the ones that got too close, the ones that approached me like they either knew they were no match or were trying to be sneaky. The majority of them just followed me slowly. But after a while they became impatient & snarled, springing at me with their claws (hands in some cases) extended. I twisted around & swung it with all the force I had in me, succeeding in bashing a few of their heads in with one swing. Still, 'bashing a few' wasn't enough & more & more were still coming. I hefted the duffel bag a little more secure on my shoulder & ran, turning every once in a while to bat at a zombie that got too close.

As I acended a hill & looked out over the horizon I noticed the 18-wheeler trailer down about half a mile & my heart rose in my throat in relief. But I couldn't bring all these zombies over there, knowing full well Inuyasha was probably just beyond that trailer so I turned & began wacking them with renewed energy, feeling the power in my arms & legs as one by one, I took them down.

After I wacked the last one in the head with so much force the bat felt like a knife going through butter, I started jogging to the trailer. I felt like smiling, I was so relieved to see something familiar & to know Inuyasha was safe. A flicker of a thought passed through my head: how would we get out of here? But I shook my head & got rid of the thought. We'd figure it out later. I felt so guilty leaving Inuyasha by himself in his car like that but how else could I have lured the zombies away? Of course, I did the right thing. There wasn't any other way to save him other than killing each zombie & that would've gotten me overwhelmed & killed (if I did hand to hand combat) or attracted more zombies (if I used a gun, even if I did have one at the time).

By the time I reached the trailer I was out of breath, my sides heaving & my chest burning but the relief over-powered everything.

I climbed on top of the trailer with the last bit of strength I had & my heart stopped. The car was empty, the driver side open & there was a splatter of blood on the inside of the windshield. I jumped down & rushed over to the car, looking in to find nothing. I don't know which is worse: not knowing where on this God-forsaken Earth your loved one is or not finding their body.

I collasped onto my ass right there beside the car, breathing hard. What the hell was I supposed to do now? Where the hell could he be? Is he alright?

"Fuck" I growled low in my throat, placing my face in my hands & clutching my hair.

I felt hopeless, lost. But I had to get out of here. & so began my long trek back up the road from where I had just come to find a car & drive the hell out of here, hoping that I was going to find Inuyasha somewhere along the way. But I didn't. After I got to the point where the road wasn't so congested with cars & I found a car with almost a full tank of gas I threw the duffel bag of weapons into the passenger seat & drove off, constantly looking into my rearview mirror.

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So I drove for miles. Drove for days. Drove until I felt like the drive was never going to end. & then one day I see a large gated city. Because of the heat & my lack of water & food I'd been seeing things for a while now (like a bunny with a pierced ear in the back seat, looking out the window & a milkshake in the cupholder by my hand). I was out in the middle of nowhere, desert stretching out all around me. I realized then that this had gone on for far too long for Japan to be reduced to a mostly desolate island, mostly over-run by the cannibalistic undead.

That night the car ran out of gas. & because there was no gas of course I couldn't go anywhere. The car then became my poor excuse for a shelter. I have no idea how long I stayed out there; time was very irrevalent when you had nowhere to go & even if you did there was a very big possibility that you weren't going to make it due to dehydration & starvation.

One day I just so happened to find a recently deceased deer which was kind of random but I wasn't going to complain. Judging by the smell & taste of its blood it was no more than a day old & though it was so disgusting to even think about eating it that it caused my stomach to roll uncomfortablly this was a matter of survival so I broke off one of its hind legs & tore into the flesh. There wasn't that much edible meat but I was sure it was enough to let me survive another day.

That night it rained & the sound of it hitting the roof of the car was the first comfort I've had in a long time. I'd looked in the trunk of the car earlier to look for a blanket but only found a starved zombie child in it who reached for me weakly. That was a sight I knew was going to be burned in my memory for the rest of my life.

I woke up feeling an uncomfortable pressure rising in my chest. I leaned out of the car door just in time to empty my stomach of what I assumed was yesterday's deer. Great. Now I can't keep any nutrition down. As I sat up & rubbed my eyes wearily, I noticed the gates to the city. Of course I assumed it was a mirage; with the lack of food & water it was just too good to be true. I blinked a few times to make the image go away but it stayed.

I sighed. I would have to walk to it even if it was a mirage since there was no point in staying here. The thing was, the city had to be another thirty miles or more away & in this heat, walking that far wasn't something I fancied right now. Oh well.

I grabbed the duffel bag of weapons & started walking, my hair protecting my neck from the worse of the sun's rays but when it began to stick to my neck & back I wish I'd had a rubber band or something to pull it up. & it was so heavy. Or was I getting weaker? I looked down at my hand & I did notice my arms looked a bit skinnier. I ran my fingers down my side & my ribs were more pronounced. But the thought of food made me gag. I just wanted some water.

I had been walking at least five hours & I was nowhere close to the gated city. I stumbled ungracefully every few steps, I was so weak & the heat was not making the matter any better. I finally collasped, first falling to my knees then face-first into the dry, hard ground. My panting caused sand to swirl into my mouth, making it drier but I didn't care. I was about to die anyway. There were several times when I considered taking one of the guns out of the duffel bag & shooting myself but I thought about Inuyasha & I just couldn't...

Inuyasha. I wonder how he was fairing at the moment. I wonder had he stumbled upon a gated city or a little group of survivors that took him in & are taking good care of him. I wonder if he was over-stuffing himself with glorious food & drinking to his heart's content, possibly thinking of me & hoping I'm ok. Even if he was selfish at times, it made me feel a bit better if I knew he was thinking about me. I hope he didn't think I abandoned him or that I failed him; I did what I could, I really did...

I was very barely aware of nightfall. I only noticed because my limbs shivered uncontrollably & my lower jaw shook, causing my breath to shudder & inhale more sand. I could feel my lips were chapped & gave a weak laugh when I realized just how far I'd stooped since this zombie apocalypse started. There was a time when I wouldn't dare leave my room until my hair was brushed, now it probably had so many tangles I might want to consider cutting it. I never let my skin become dry, much less let my lips get chapped. Inuyasha always accused me of being such a bitch, being such a perfectionist when it came to my looks. I let out another hoarse croak of a laugh that developed into a disgusting cough.

I wasn't raised on a certain religion; our parents let us do as we pleased but though I didn't believe in a particular god, I was fairly certain there was one. I wouldn't know whether to call him Buddha, Jesus, Allah or Shiva but I knew there was a higher power & right now I begged said god to keep Inuyasha safe & to take me quickly. This was becoming unbearable; I could no longer feel my limbs, I was freezing & hungry & thirsty, & I really needed to relieve myself but couldn't find the strength to get up. As much as it would've been easy to just soil myself I couldn't bring myself to. I was ashamed just considering it. Just because the world had gone to shit didn't mean my dignity had to...

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I woke up without opening my eyes. Everything I heard was a deep droning groan, like I was listening to things underwater. I could've sworn there were voices but I couldn't really tell. The light shined too brightly even through my eyelids; I could see the tiny blood vessels underneath it, noticed one of the vessels had popped & blood had spread in the lower right corner of my right eye.

Where the hell was I? Certainly I wasn't in the desert anymore. I was too comfortable & I felt strangely clean, not to mention I was now on my back rather than my stomach. I very slowly flexed my fingers, so slowly that I doubted anyone would've noticed even if they had been looking. My joints moved in jerky little movements & they creaked ever so slightly which reminded me of just how much my body needed water. The thing was I didn't feel thristy anymore...or hungry for that matter...

"I think he's waking" I heard a voice say.

I was still swimming around in a semi-conscious state but the voice was a bit clearer than the noise I first registered hearing.

"I'm surprised. Thought he was a goner..."

"He's gatta be a demon. No human would've survived out there for five days"

I'd been out there for five days? It felt like five years.

"Of course he's a demon. No mortal would have markings like that on their face"

"Or be that damn sexy"

I felt the corner of my mouth jerk very briefly into a half-smile.

"Hey, mister?" I felt a hand gently touch my shoulder, "Hey, sir, are you awake? Can you hear me?"

I thought I nodded but apparently whoever asked me those questions didn't notice because she kept asking them & began to very gently shake my shoulder.

Very slowly, I opened my eyes only to shut them immediately since the light was shining right in my face & blinding me.

"Get the light out of his face"

The light moved & I opened my eyes again, blinking a few times to focus on the four faces surrounding me, looking down on me with expressions ranging from curiosity to concern.

"Hey, man. Betcha didn't think you'd live to see people again, eh?" a guy to my right said, with a tone of voice that implied he was joking. A couple of the surrounding faces frowned at him & he shrugged.

"Do you know where you are?" a woman asked. She had soft brown eyes & a gentle smile. I could imagine her being a nurse.

"Well hell Sango you act like he's too dumb to read the sign that said, 'Tokyo, 15 miles'. Geez, give him some credit" the guy that had previously spoken scoffed, earning a glare from this Sango.

"Chill" a woman who was probably about the same age as Sango said, "His senses are probably over-loaded already & bickering won't help him"

The only person who hadn't spoken yet, a woman with seductive eyes & devilish yet gorgeous features, shifted her weight to the other foot. "I've got some things to take care of. See you guys tomorrow"

Calls of, "See ya, Kagura", "Bye, Kagura", & "Later, gator" (the latter stated by the first guy that spoke to me) followed the gorgeous vixen out & I realized I had yet to say anything. Honestly, I didn't trust my voice. I can't recall the last time I used my voice but I could be quite sure it'd be hoarse & sounding like I was in great need of a cough to clear my throat.

"Hey my name is Sango & these here are my friends" said the pretty woman. gesturing to the other people, "That's Kagome (here she indicated the other woman that I first noticed as being about the same age as Sango but now realized, since she'd move a little into the shadows, that she looked younger than Sango), Miroku (she pointed to the guy, who waved) & the lady that just left was Kagura"

My eyes drifted to each face before falling as my thoughts began to wander. Where exactly was I? Had these people rescued me from the desert? & had they seen Inuyasha? He had to come over this way because going the other way wasn't an option, considering that was the way we'd come-

"& what is your name?" Sango asked, leaning down so that her face was level with mine.

My breath came out in a rush through my nose as I turned my head. There were too many things going through my head to be worried about introducing myself. I sat up slowly, closing my eyes & grimacing when I felt the room spin. I heard all three of the humans take a step towards me, their hands reaching to help but really just fluttering around aimlessly.

"You should take it easy" the girl Kagome said, "I'm pretty sure you'll tire easily after sleeping for five days"

I started & looked at Kagome with a raised eyebrow while she blushed under my gaze. Five days? How the hell could I have slept that long? Does that mean that Inuyasha's been out there, God knows where, by himself, defending himself for five days?

My feet reacted quicker than my brain & I launched myself for a door to my right only to crumple to the floor like a rag doll. Ugh. That's right. Five days of not walking...

Sango tried to help me up but I waved her away, pulling myself up into a chair & burying my face into my hands. I felt so guilty for sleeping the days away while Inuuyasha was still out there. What if he was hurt & he needed help? What if he was in pain & calling for me &-

"Hey...hey it's alright. We won't harm you" Kagome said, placing her hand on my shoulder.

I raise my face slowly & give her a, "You've got to be fucking kidding me" look. Them, harm me? That was the least of my worries. I was more worried about where my next meal was coming from. A strong human might be able to turn my skin red but I'd hardly consider that "harming" me.

"You know, I bet you're hungry" Sango chirped, clapping her hands, "Kagome, let's go check on that goose & get dinner together"

Kagome nodded & both women left. When they opened the door, I got a slight glance of a metallic hallway, as if the walls were made out of metal. I sighed again, feeling overwhelmed. I had no idea who these people were, where I was, where Inuyasha was & I had no idea where to start looking for him.

A movement came from the corner of my eyes & I looked to find Miroku sitting himself on the bed I was just on not too long ago. I had actually forgotten he was in the room.

"We don't bite, you know" he started, smirking, "I understand you're probably really confused right now & probably don't know what you're going to do next but we'll take care of you"

I narrowed my eyes but said nothing.

He cleared his throat awkwardly before rambling on. "You know, even for a demon, it's admirable that you survived out there in that desert that long. I mean if the weather, dehydration, & starvation doesn't get to you, a zombie will"

He looked away & stared aimlessly at the floor. "My father was one of the original zombies. To be honest, he was too far gone for any cure but me & my mom saved up money anyway & got the injection. We'd hoped he'd get better but...I left for work one day & when I came back to check on them there was blood splattered all over the walls...all on the carpet...& even though I wanted to run I had to make sure my parents were ok...& I found my dad chewing on my mom's intestines in the kitchen & I..."

Cold dread had seeped into my blood stream & I felt the need to bolt out of the room but the horrid fascination kept me planted. I've tried my hardest not to think about what me & Inuyasha left back home. I tried to treat this has a sort of extented vacation. The thought of my parents being...monsters...cannibalistic monsters, at that...it would've affected Inuyasha as well had I'd let myself feel the regret, the anguish, the guilt & as his elder now I had to make sure I kept him as happy as I could. But Miroku's story brought back images of that night we found them & it made me grimace.

Miroku laughed nervously. "Sorry about that, man. Sometimes it just feels a bit better talking about it. So where'd you come from?"

I shook my head slowly, looking towards the door.

"Oh, I see. You don't wanna talk about it. That's ok, I'm in no rush. I don't want to push you"

It wasn't necessarily that I didn't want to talk about it; I didn't but for the most part I just simply didn't feel like talking. There was so much to do...such an infinite amount of time to do it in but where to start...where to start...?

Miroku sighed. "Not the talkative type, are you?"

I only give him a level stare.

"Well, that's ok. The girls will talk so much, you wouldn't be able to get anything in anyway" he said, chuckling.

I wanted to smile but my facial muscles refused to respond.

He sighed again, looking at the floor & muttering under his breath before finally shaking his head slightly & laying back on the bed. "Well, I don't like the silence so if you won't talk then I shall. Hmm, let's see..."

Even thought my face was expressionless at the moment I could feel it fall. What's wrong with silence?

"Well before the world went to shit, I was a salesperson. Not like the kind in the mall, that follow you & beg you to try out their product or anything. I was a telemarketer so of course I hated my job. Just working in a small cubicle, calling people all day, being cursed out half the time or just hung up on the other half & my boss was an ass. I had some pretty cool co-workers though. Sango was one of them. My co-workers kept me from going insane & losing my mind on my boss or a customer. I hate to say it but I got a lot of satisfaction out of watching a zombie rip my boss to peices for all the shit he put me through"

Miroku laughed but I could see him rub his forehead in a frustrated-type manner. I wasn't sure if that was a sign that the silence frustrated him, he felt guilty for taking pleasure in watching someone die a horrible death or something else I didn't know about. Either way I didn't respond, just simply sat there & listened.

"They just came out of nowhere. Me & Sango were in the breakroom, having lunch when all of a sudden one of our other co-workers came in, all out of breath & bleeding profusely. We tried to help him but he just shook his head, waving at the door & then we heard screaming. Sango looked out the door & gasped, telling me we needed to get out of here. So I left the guy on the floor since he was very close to dying & we ran out of the emergency exit. I dialed 911 but no one picked up. I kept calling & kept calling-"

At that precise moment Sango & Kagome came back & it caused Miroku to jump & my head to snap towards them.

"You aren't in here telling scary stories, are you Miroku?" Sango asked, setting down two aluminim containers, one holding something that looked like scrambled eggs & the other holding a goose.

"N-no, just m-making conversation" Miroku stuttered. I could hear his heart racing all the way over from where I was sitting.

Kagome sat down a jug of water, a stack of paper plates, some paper cups & a plate of biscuits. "Hope you guys brought your appetite!"

I sat where I was while they got their food, watching as they put the food in their mouth & grimaced yet continued eating.

"I hate powdered eggs" Sango sighed.

"At least the goose covers up that dusty after taste" Kagome muttered, moving the eggs to the side of her plate.

"Hey man if you want some feel free to get anything you'd like" Miroku directed towards me indicating the food with his spork.

I shook my head though I eyed the water. I didn't want to drink or eat knowing its quite possible that Inuyasha hasn't had anything to drink or eat in a while.

Running my claw through my hair I realized my hair felt clean. I examined the strands & frowned slightly, wondering if they'd stripped me naked & washed me. I sure felt clean all over...

"You have really pretty hair, ya know" Kagome said, "It's really thick so it was hard getting all the shampoo out of it but it's beautiful"

I glanced at her before looking at the door again, hiding my blush.

"You like having your hair washed huh?" Sango said, smirking at me, "You were purring the whole time I washed it"

They chuckled good naturedly as my blush raged; I could even feel my ears burning. It made me think about the times when a girlfriend & I would be reclined back onto the couch & she'd start playing with my hair. I would always try not to purr but it just felt so good, I would fall into a semi-conscious state, half asleep, half awake.

"Just out of curiosity, do the drapes match the carpet?" Miroku asked innocently before raising his hands in a surrendering gesture, "No homo"

I sent him a murderous glare as the women gasped at him.

"Miroku! Why would you ask such a thing?" Sango exclaimed, fighting a smile.

"That was really homo, especially when you said no homo" Kagome commented.

"I just asked what you two were thinking!" Miroku protested.

"I was so not thinking that" Kagome exclaimed, rolling her eyes.

I couldn't believe a guy would ask me something like that, much less a man I didn't even know! Even my closest friends didn't ask me personal questions like that. It was pretty rude...though I have to admit kind of funny.

"I was just trying to get you to talk, sorry" Miroku muttered, pushing his scrambled eggs around on his plate.

There was a knock at the door & then a young red-headed boy stuck his head in the room. "The food line is open" he said, looking at Miroku, Kagome & Sango before giving me a wary glance.

"Alright Shippo, thanks" Kagome said, throwing her plate away.

As the boy, Shippo, left, the three humans straightened up the room & washed their hands somewhere right outside the door in the hallway.

"They give out food everyday at two in the afternoon so we're going to go get some" Miroku explained, "Would you like to come?"

I stood, stretching, figuring I might as well explore this city. I needed to be familiar with these surroundings.
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