Apocalypse

We have Hundreds- The DEAD Has Thousands.

Z-Day+4
(10:23 A.M.)
Y/n's POV:

Most of my time at this manor has been meeting after meeting. The only bliss and relaxation I've had was with my group. I am, you guessed correctly, in a brand new meeting, this time it was the leaders and our groups, no regular civilians.

The ball room would be a great place for me to finally learn how to dance.

Throughout the meeting however Takashi did a majority of the arguing while I was dazed off into space wondering about different things, like what is our food situation, how many can we take, and where I was gonna sleep tonight, the third one being the least important, but still important.

"What are your numbers?" Mr. Watanabe grunted he had a pen and paper.

Snapping back to reality I clicked my pen in my hand. "We have eleven including Takashi and I." I responded. "I've included my mother and father due to their request."

Aya and Hana started to take notes. While Mr. Takagi was sunken into his chair while his wife sat with their daughter.

As much as I liked the guy, Mr. Takagi, was no middleman. His need to please everyone was something I noticed, it reminds me a lot of myself, before this outbreak at least.

"I thought there was eight of you kids, how does two more make eleven?" Hana asked.

Takashi and I both got flustered. "We include the dog, he's our mascot."

Hana laughed. "Very well then. Eleven it is!" She started to write down on her sheet of paper.

"We can bring more, as long as our car is fixed." Takashi added.

"Ha! That's not yours anymore." Aya snorted.

I balked while Takashi double-taked towards Mr. Takagi. "Why the hell not?" I rubbed my eyelids.

He sunk down deeper into his chair. "We voted when most of you got here, they all thought it'd be better in adults hands."

"We risked our lives to obtain that humvee!" Takagi abruptly stood up. "You have no right to take that from us!"

Aya glared at her. "You are not at the table girl, you don't speak!"

"You don't speak to my daughter like that!" Mr. Takagi glared back.

Aya slammed the table. "Listen here Souichiro, your daughter needs to learn that the table are the voices in this community, this is not a democracy! Please just scold me later! This meeting is important."

Mr. Takagi added on. "The boys will be in charge of their humvee-"

"Sir please-"

"THAT IS FINAL!" His voice could be heard from halfway across Japan itself. With veins popping in his neck.

Hana sprung up clapping her hands together getting in between the group members and our table.

"Right right! Seeing how well this went let's all break for now and hopefully not kill each other!" Hana smiled at all of us. "Hear that people, your all free to go and we'll all let you know what we know! Now shoo if your not apart of either Team Hana or Team Y/n-Takashi!" She waved everyone out of the chamber.

Once all of us were settled in and no more interruptions could be had the two teams finally met. There were seventeen of us in total. Our eight— well our ten now including my parents, and her seven.

Hana was in the center, throwing her arms around a middle aged woman and a younger woman no older than twenty-one.

Watching the situation unfold I did the same, albeit awkwardly, with Rei and attempting the same with Saeko, but got rejected due to her height, both began silently giggling at my expense.