High School of the Dead + One

「Two Dead」

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We run all the way to a door on the other side of the hallway, two doors away from the other staircase, and Takashi slams it open, causing the class to look in our direction.

Rei, who had checked to see who it was, glares at our hands, looking as if she's been betrayed.

"Komuro, you couldn't be happy with just skipping my class?" the teacher scolds, but Takashi isn't listening as he releases my hand and walks towards Rei.

"Come with me," he orders, grabbing her wrist and yanking her out of her desk. "We're getting out of here."

She stares at him in disbelief, face red, and I feel familiar jealousy prick at me. "Wha—?"

Takagi shoves herself out of her seat, pissed, as everyone turns to listen to what Takashi has to say.

Calm, as he always is, Hisashi walks over to Takashi, face serious. "What are you doing?"

"People just got killed by the front gate," he explains, annoyed.

Hisashi eyes widen. "Are you serious?"

"You don't actually think we decided it'd be fun to make all that up, do you?" I ask incredulously.

Hisashi looks at me, seeing the seriousness on my face, and I watch as the doubt wipes away from his features. "Alright."

"Jesus!" Rei yells, ripping her arm from Takashi's distracted grip. "What's going on!? I can never understand—!"

Smack

I flinch at the sound, cringing away from Takashi and Rei.

"Yuki?" Hisashi says quietly, keeping the others from hearing. "Yuki, it's okay. No one's going to hurt you anymore."

I take a deep breath, clearing the image of angry, grey eyes from my mind, and nod. "I'm okay."

He returns the nod with one of his own, but his eyes trail to the rip in my leggings. "Damn," he mutters, assessing the damage. "When did this happen?"

"This morning, sometime after lunch," I answer, deciding it's best to leave out the whole Tsunoda involvement.

"Has anyone seen it?"

"Takashi did, but I told him they were from falling on the knife case. He bought it, so it's okay for now."

He chuckles, ruffling my hair. "Of course he did—you're worse than a dog trying to walk on two legs."

I cross my arms, puffing out my cheek in a pout.

"Come on," Takashi barks at Rei again, interrupting Hisashi and I as he turns on his heel and runs out the door.

We follow after him, Rei trailing behind hesitantly—probably only following because Hisashi is. Thankfully, the teacher doesn't chase after us, and the ones that are usually patrolling the hallways are nowhere to be found.

"Just tell me what's going on," Rei pleads.

"There was someone at the front gate," I explain, trying to keep up with the fast walk Hisashi and Takashi have come up with. "A few teachers went to see what he wanted when all of a sudden the man bit the PE teacher's arm. Now, he's attacking the others."

"That's insane!" she argues. "Why would they kill each other!?"

"Well, why don't you go down there and ask them?" I shoot back, annoyed.

She falls into an angry silence, and no one says anything else.

We head back down the flight of stairs Takashi and I came up, and Hisashi starts leading the way through the second floor hallway. His eyes hunt the walls quickly, skimming every sliding door we pass until we reach a janitors' closet tucked in the corner.