How long had it been since they were able to share a peaceful morning in each other’s arms like this? How long had it been since they were able to forget about the apocalypse crawling at the door of their shelter?
They still needed to be quiet to not attract unnecessary attention from those dead creatures. Makoto would whisper words into Sousuke’s ears and he would answer with few nods or moves. They had been used to this for so long that they would find it weird to shout or yell.
Even when they were chasing the depressing thoughts of their situation with their bodies finding each other desperately, they would be silent. In their heads they could imagine how the other would sound so seductively and this was all that mattered. Their bodies touching was enough to prove that they were here. That they were alive.
But this wouldn’t last. Nothing last in that cruel world.
As they heard grumbling and inhuman groaning, the two of them knew what they needed to do. Quickly they would take their stuff quickly as well as their weapons.
They had never hurt anyone before those things appeared, never even held a gun…
But now this was their daily life. They had to survive –for the other one.
Makoto would not be able to survive without Sousuke’s warmth.
Sousuke would not be able to survive without Makoto’s smile.
They were all they had left in this world.
The noises were louder, they had to hurry. Yet before they left this house, they shared one last kiss. A promise for the two of them to survive this attack once more. It didn’t last long, it had to be quick for the two of them to long for more so they would survive just to enjoy another kiss.
Running, running and running.
This was all they could do. Sometimes Sousuke would use his baseball bat to smash into a zombie that would come too close to them. But they knew they couldn’t kill them all. How could they kill something already dead anyway?
So they ran. They hid. They tried to remain alive.
Until that day.
Sousuke had thought the old lighthouse would be a good place to hide from them. It seemed like the undead wouldn’t know how to swim besides so it would be a good way to be safe quickly if they were attacked.
Makoto was less enthusiastic about being so close to the ocean though he had to admit this was a good idea. His fear of the ocean was nothing next to those killing creatures who already took everything but Sousuke from him.
Yet as they were attacked, this second of vacillation before jumping into the ocean was fatal. Sousuke had hold Makoto’s hand the whole time so he had been able to push him to be the one receiving the zombie’s attack.
The bite was so powerful that for the first time in months, Sousuke shouted from the pain. Nonetheless he couldn’t leave Makoto so he more or less managed to drag the zombie with him in his fall into the water. The cliff wasn’t that high, just few meters above the water surface.
Sousuke kicked the zombie away before he was diving into the cold water. His body was yet burning so much that it actually felt nice. He had to find Makoto… Makoto…
“Sou—!” The scream was able to keep his eyes fully open. He had to fight that pain, that virus which was slowly turning him into that monster. No he shouldn’t find Makoto. Sousuke didn’t want to kill him in his madness. It was better if he just drowned here.
However, he felt powerful arms dragging him to the nearest beach. Makoto wasn’t going to let him go even if he too surely knew how all of this would end.
“Sousuke! Please stay awake! Fight it back! Hang in there! Please!”
If Sousuke was able to talk, he would have surely told him to not scream, to not attract more zombies in their directions. Makoto didn’t care though. In front of him, his lover was slowly turning into one of them.
Sousuke’s warmth was just a memory judging by how cold his skin currently was. The teal eyes were barely shinning and actually the only thing that let him know Sousuke was still alive was the light pulse of his heartbeat.
“…” Don’t cry The black haired man’s hand tried to reach Makoto’s cheeks but the moment he saw the blood from his injury he wouldn’t dare to touch his beloved. He had been contaminated.
Yet Makoto hold his hand almost desperately. It was his fault, he knew this. If only he hadn’t been scared of the ocean, then they would have both been alive and well right now. The tears wouldn’t stop, never.
“…” Go Sousuke was hoping his beloved would be far from him the moment he would completely turn but it seemed like Makoto wouldn’t ever let him. Moving his lips to form his words were already starting to be so hard.
“No… I’m not leaving without you! I am—... I can’t!” Nonetheless the moment Sousuke started to groan just like them, his hands had unconsciously let go of his beloved before quickly holding him tighter. His body was starting to react to the danger forgetting his heart.
For Sousuke this was all he needed to know before closing his eyes. Even if Makoto was reluctant in letting him go, he would eventually do it before he would attack him.
Soft lips covered his own and it was only now that Sousuke knew that there would be no more kisses. This was a farewell kiss. There was no promise behind it, just a pouring of all their feelings for one another.
Makoto didn’t want to ever break this kiss but he had to when Sousuke let out another inhuman noises. It seemed like his beloved was fighting so hard against that thing within his veins to at least let him run away safely.
“R—un…”
Sousuke’s voice was barely recognizable anymore and this was the last push he needed before starting to move away and finally run.
Not looking back…
If he glanced backwards, he knew he would rush back by Sousuke’s side.
Makoto couldn’t die.
He needed to find a cure.
To find someone or something that could turn Sousuke back into his beloved.
It was impossible, he knew this deep down…
But this was all Makoto could come up with to continue living.
FILL: TEAM Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke, T
Zombie, Major Character Death, Angst
Word Count: 1,101
How long had it been since they were able to share a peaceful morning in each other’s arms like this? How long had it been since they were able to forget about the apocalypse crawling at the door of their shelter?
They still needed to be quiet to not attract unnecessary attention from those dead creatures. Makoto would whisper words into Sousuke’s ears and he would answer with few nods or moves. They had been used to this for so long that they would find it weird to shout or yell.
Even when they were chasing the depressing thoughts of their situation with their bodies finding each other desperately, they would be silent. In their heads they could imagine how the other would sound so seductively and this was all that mattered. Their bodies touching was enough to prove that they were here. That they were alive.
But this wouldn’t last. Nothing last in that cruel world.
As they heard grumbling and inhuman groaning, the two of them knew what they needed to do. Quickly they would take their stuff quickly as well as their weapons.
They had never hurt anyone before those things appeared, never even held a gun…
But now this was their daily life. They had to survive –for the other one.
Makoto would not be able to survive without Sousuke’s warmth.
Sousuke would not be able to survive without Makoto’s smile.
They were all they had left in this world.
The noises were louder, they had to hurry. Yet before they left this house, they shared one last kiss. A promise for the two of them to survive this attack once more. It didn’t last long, it had to be quick for the two of them to long for more so they would survive just to enjoy another kiss.
Running, running and running.
This was all they could do. Sometimes Sousuke would use his baseball bat to smash into a zombie that would come too close to them. But they knew they couldn’t kill them all. How could they kill something already dead anyway?
So they ran. They hid. They tried to remain alive.
Until that day.
Sousuke had thought the old lighthouse would be a good place to hide from them. It seemed like the undead wouldn’t know how to swim besides so it would be a good way to be safe quickly if they were attacked.
Makoto was less enthusiastic about being so close to the ocean though he had to admit this was a good idea. His fear of the ocean was nothing next to those killing creatures who already took everything but Sousuke from him.
Yet as they were attacked, this second of vacillation before jumping into the ocean was fatal. Sousuke had hold Makoto’s hand the whole time so he had been able to push him to be the one receiving the zombie’s attack.
The bite was so powerful that for the first time in months, Sousuke shouted from the pain. Nonetheless he couldn’t leave Makoto so he more or less managed to drag the zombie with him in his fall into the water. The cliff wasn’t that high, just few meters above the water surface.
Sousuke kicked the zombie away before he was diving into the cold water. His body was yet burning so much that it actually felt nice. He had to find Makoto… Makoto…
“Sou—!” The scream was able to keep his eyes fully open. He had to fight that pain, that virus which was slowly turning him into that monster. No he shouldn’t find Makoto. Sousuke didn’t want to kill him in his madness. It was better if he just drowned here.
However, he felt powerful arms dragging him to the nearest beach. Makoto wasn’t going to let him go even if he too surely knew how all of this would end.
“Sousuke! Please stay awake! Fight it back! Hang in there! Please!”
If Sousuke was able to talk, he would have surely told him to not scream, to not attract more zombies in their directions. Makoto didn’t care though. In front of him, his lover was slowly turning into one of them.
Sousuke’s warmth was just a memory judging by how cold his skin currently was. The teal eyes were barely shinning and actually the only thing that let him know Sousuke was still alive was the light pulse of his heartbeat.
“…” Don’t cry The black haired man’s hand tried to reach Makoto’s cheeks but the moment he saw the blood from his injury he wouldn’t dare to touch his beloved. He had been contaminated.
Yet Makoto hold his hand almost desperately. It was his fault, he knew this. If only he hadn’t been scared of the ocean, then they would have both been alive and well right now. The tears wouldn’t stop, never.
“…” Go Sousuke was hoping his beloved would be far from him the moment he would completely turn but it seemed like Makoto wouldn’t ever let him. Moving his lips to form his words were already starting to be so hard.
“No… I’m not leaving without you! I am—... I can’t!” Nonetheless the moment Sousuke started to groan just like them, his hands had unconsciously let go of his beloved before quickly holding him tighter. His body was starting to react to the danger forgetting his heart.
For Sousuke this was all he needed to know before closing his eyes. Even if Makoto was reluctant in letting him go, he would eventually do it before he would attack him.
Soft lips covered his own and it was only now that Sousuke knew that there would be no more kisses. This was a farewell kiss. There was no promise behind it, just a pouring of all their feelings for one another.
Makoto didn’t want to ever break this kiss but he had to when Sousuke let out another inhuman noises. It seemed like his beloved was fighting so hard against that thing within his veins to at least let him run away safely.
“R—un…”
Sousuke’s voice was barely recognizable anymore and this was the last push he needed before starting to move away and finally run.
Not looking back…
If he glanced backwards, he knew he would rush back by Sousuke’s side.
Makoto couldn’t die.
He needed to find a cure.
To find someone or something that could turn Sousuke back into his beloved.
It was impossible, he knew this deep down…
But this was all Makoto could come up with to continue living.
The hope of finding Sousuke back.