Apocalyptic

Chapter 1

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Tsukishima's POV

"Do you have to do that in here." I grumbled, waving the puff of cigarette smoke out of my face. My boyfriend chuckled, resting one hand on the wheel and using the other to crank the wheel to get the window down.

"Better, princess?" He asked jokingly, taking another puff.

"If you keep smoking those, lung cancer will kill you before any of these infected do." I said, looking out the window at the wasteland we were passing through. Well, more like a different wasteland. The whole world has gone to shit. It's all wasteland.

"Aw come on babe. Not like there's anything fun to do anymore. May as well go out having fun." He said, tossing his cigaret out the window. I rolled my eyes, reclining the car seat and crossing my boots on the dashboard.

"How long till we're home."

"Should be back soon." Kuroo said, pressing his foot further on the accelerator. I sighed, staring up at the car ceiling and allowing myself to zone out. At least until Kuroo tossed his handgun onto my stomach.

"Wake up sleeping beauty, got some ahead of us." I sighed, grabbing the gun and sitting the seat back up. 

"Can't you ram them?"

"I just got new paint."

"Fine." I cranked down the window, leaning my body out the window as the car slowed down a bit. I fixed my glasses with one hand before holding the gun with both hands to steady my aim.

"Make those shots count babe."

"I know what I'm doing." I grumbled, pulling the trigger. The first round of bullets went right through the infected targets. Kuroo chuckled, patting my back and I pulled myself back into the car. 

"Good job. Now hold tight." He said, shifting the gears and flooring the accelerator. I sighed, hearing the crunch of the dead bodies under our car. The squish was awful. 

"Ugh... I'll never grow used to that sound.."

"Just think of it as a speed bump."

"A speed bump that oozes blood and puss upon driving over it. How lovely." I said, Kuroo chuckling and continuing to speed along the bare roads. Finally we reached our home. Kuroo parked the car as I got out of the car, looking up.

"Want me to carry you?" Kuroo asked teasingly. I smacked him before climbing the ladder attached to the old brick building. It honestly looked like it could detach and crumble at any time, but it was the only way to get to our home. Plus, it was safer high up. 

I climbed in through the window, Kuroo climbing in behind me. I sighed tiredly, falling onto the old sofa. My boyfriend walked over, sitting next to me.

"How's the arm?"

"Hurts." 

"Let's clean it." He said, getting up and getting one of the small bottles of water we've collected. I sat up, letting him unwrap my arm and wash the blood off before wrapping another cloth around it. I winced when he tied it tight.

"Sorry babe." He said, kissing my cheek. I turned my head with a sigh.

"It's fine."

"Why don't you just rest? We did our supply run." Kuroo said, getting up so I could lay on the couch. I laid to face the back of the couch. Mostly because that was the side my arm wasn't injured.

"...Hey Kuroo?"

"Mhm?"

"Do you think it's time that we move further out?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Well, we've searched and scavenged every store, house, bunker, bank, school, and building within 15-20 miles around here. Not to mention that we've been spotting more and more infected around here."

"Mm. You got a point. We could travel further out. But we don't know what's out there."

"But if we stay here, we'll run out of resources eventually."

"Yeah. Guess it's time to leave this place. You just rest." Kuroo said, tossing a blanket over me. I took my glasses off, handing them to my boyfriend before passing out. 

Kuroo's POV

I took Tsukishima's glasses and set them aside for him. He has a point. We do need to move from here. We need medical supplies. That cut on his arm is only getting worse. And we're low on food, ammo, water. Pretty much everything. 

I walked off to the attached room, grabbing our map and sitting to examine it. All our normal lookout and scavenging points were already scribbled out. We could go further up north. Maybe. I don't know.. All Tsukishima and I had was each other to survive this hell hole.

"Where is the- there it is." I grabbed the red marker, trailing a path we could go. Most of the roads were usually empty around here since, well, Tsukishima and I have gone through the trouble of clearing the roads so we could use our car to get around quickly and safely. 

But who knows how roads are any further on highways or backroads. There were likely a lot of road blocks. And it'd be a pain to have to travel by foot. And Tsukishima wasn't exactly in the best condition physically to do that. 

Well, the sun was setting anyway. I got up, walking to the window and locking it shut. I pulled the curtains so nothing could see inside before walking out of the old apartment building. The stairwells were blockaded or collapsed, hence why we use the ladder. But Tsukishima and I took turns patrolling the floors we had access to so we knew it was safe for the night.

More lately though, I've been doing it since my boyfriend would end up passing out. I didn't mind though. Maybe a new place would be beneficial for us. There aren't any other survivors around here. Or if there have been, they die before we can get to them.

If we could find more people, it'd be safer. As long as the survivors haven't gone made from this all this shit. People have gone crazy. And I'm not talking about "run into a horde of zombies to die" kind of crazy. I'm talking about "cut your tongue out to become part of our cult because that will 100% save us" kind of crazy.

I shook my head, returning to Tsukishima after the floors were all cleared. I put away my gun, yawning and taking myself over to the mattress on the ground. It wasn't as comfortable as the couch, amazingly enough. It was really worn out compared to the sofa. I sighed, tapping my fingers on the mattress before turning on my other side to sleep. We'd have a long trip to attempt tomorrow.