Deadly Love

Eighth Bite -8-

"Shit's awesome! It looks like hell!" A bald guy with tattoos laughed manically, shooting his shot gun, aiming for whatever moved, whether they be a zombie or a human. The fire had spread quickly and many cars blew up. Takashi and I looked at them in apprehension, sitting on the idling bike couple of hundred feet away from the destruction.

"This is crazy. It's like a war going on." Takashi mumbled, furrowing his brows.

"I think it's a bit worse," I inputted, leaning against his back as I glared over at the men terrorizing the poor civilians. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that the guy from the gas station was part of their group. 

"It's too dangerous here. I'm going to go through it." The brunette decided, glancing over his shoulder to look at me. I nodded silently and buried my face into his blazer clad back. Along the way, we had stopped by an empty clothing store to change my clothes since the bastard from the last night tore the buttons off. I felt bad that Takashi's uniform was ruined, but he didn't seem to bothered about it. What he was bothered about, was the fact that I only had a bra to shield me from the world. I had taken my pants off, exchanged them for low riding jeans, a white tank top, and a black half jacket along with my previous boots.

"They'll notice us." I grimaced, but the male merely revved the engine before taking off.

"Hey!" I heard the bald man call out. I looked up to see him pointing at us and the lackeys running at us. Takashi mentioned to hold on before speeding up, dodging both the zombies and the ones trying to murder us in cold blood. I gripped my machete and sliced at the meat man with a clever, and ripped open his stomach. He cried out, clutching at his organs that came spilling out and didn't notice a zombie coming upon him until it was too late.

A business-looking man holding a shot gun aimed for us, but missed a couple of inches. I yelped and when he shot again, hitting the zombie that was in our way. Its body flew into the burning car, sending the fire towards us. I hope my eyebrows didn't burn off.

"Those bastards; trying to kill us even though we're human!" I growled as I looked back behind us. "They've gone truly mad." We got away safely and I could see the bridge ahead of us, but it was packed with people and cars. Takashi turned to the left smoothly before coming to a stop.

"The bridge--"

"Look at the other side of it," he clenched his jaw and I looked. It'd take forever to cross, and the group from earlier could easily catch up and start killing everyone. "Let's go toward Onbetsu bridge and try to meet with the others." I nodded and we took off.

-High School Of The Dead-

"It's the same here."

"Should we check on a different bridge?" Each bridge we went to was restricted and zombies were quickly spreading their virus, making the police kill just about everyone. 

Takashi shook his head, looking back at me with a frown. "No, it'd be pointless. I bet all of them are blocked now." I sighed and looked at the setting sun. "We need to cross the bridge though, and get to the police station soon." He whipped out his cell phone and checked the time before shoving it back into his pocket. We grew silent as we thought of different ways to cross the bridge, but in every scenario I came up with, we still die. 

Suddenly, we heard something. "Gunshot?"

"No, that's...Hirano!" We shot off, and I yelped, clinging to the younger male so I wouldn't fall off. We got on the highway that led to the bridge, but a truck blocked the way. Instead of slowing down, the second year sped up, grinning slightly.

"W-Wait! Takashi?!" We ran up the ramp and shot into the air. I looked down to see Shizuka running into Takagi when a zombie got too close and fell, smothering the poor pinkette with her breasts.