Blind

BLIND

Gentle lover

Gentle child

Its been to long

Its been awhile

Hold on for me

Don't let go

When it comes to living

Never say no

Try to love me

I'll try to love you too

I will help you always

Even when your confused

Try to see

When your blind

Rember that your dreams

Are just in your mind

I love you

You love me

I may be blind

But I can see

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Blind by Conrii


One Last Chance

**Lazura: So I wanted to take some time to write some one-shots that I've been planning to do, and since Zombie-Loan was the highest ranking one-shot in my would-be story poll. I decided to take a shot at it. **

**Disclamier: I don't own Zombie Loan at all.**

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Kita Michiru

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My name is Kita Michiru.

Ever since the return of Z-Loan, I still continued to visit the office even if I'm not in debt anymore. Chitose-san would often nag me from time to time about how happier I seem to be before the incident happened.

However two of my friends seemed to have returned to their former lives as loaners of Z-Loan. Both in particular seem to have remembered what took place in the previous world.

"I still couldn't believe it." I spoke to my self remembering the news broadcast.

_At that time I was hoping even if I was the only one to remember, then as long as our threads are connected...I will never forget them even if they've forgotten._

_"According to the recent information...A tank truck collided with a school bus and fire erupted." The news broadcaster announced, "Two high schoolers have been confirmed dead. Akatsuki Chika and Tachibana Shito, both 17, and were attending..."_

_"Eh?" My mouth hanged as I screeched, "HAH?!"_

_"...Those idiots you call friends seems to have done it again." Chitose commented, "So...what will you do now, woman?"_

I didn't hesitate any longer.

I started running.

Running as fast as I can.

Toward the direction of the Z-Loan building.

By the time I ran over to the old building of where Z-Loan used to stand...there standing tall and proud was the Z-Loan building again. Running up the flight of stairs there standing in the center of the office was...

"Yuuta!" I cried in surprise, "W-Why are you back here?!"

"..." Yuuta placed a hand over his temple, "Well..."

After that I learned from Yuuta about what he and Bekko-san decided to do about the two.

"You don't mean, Bekko-san and you are accepting life loans again!" I still haven't mentally prepared myself if either Shito-kun or...

My face burned. It took me a while to realize it, but...after time past I began to miss Chika-kun a lot. Even though he sees me as a 'gopher', slave, a clutz, and someone with no strength of my own. Although he cared about me even to the last battle against Hakka-san, Chika-kun's words after Shito-kun's.

_**"You told us before to 'Live On'! Shouting at us like the cries of newborns! That's you not anybody else...Michiru. The place you belong is not over there...JUMP OUT OF THERE!" **_

Faintly in one line, I could sense Chika's kindness. It was also the first time.

The first time Chika-kun.

.

.

.

.

.

.

Called me by my first name.

"I'm back." Bekko-san's voice lazily sounded in the room. Turning my head, I could see them.

I gulped in hesitation as I slowly tried to face them again.

"Chika-kun...Shito-kun..." Holding a weird smile I couldn't even tell how my expression was at this moment.

I didn't want them to go through this again. I wanted them to live their normal lives as regular human beings.

So...why?

Why do I feel so happy?

I wanted them to remember me when they're old.

Not this fast.

.

.

.

.

...Is this what Chika-kun meant?

Defying fate?

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Akatsuki Chika

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"...Where am I?" Chika asked himself as he rose from where he was. Complete darkness is what could be described of where he was at.

However a faint glow of light illuminated toward his way.

_...?_

_A lantern?_

It floated towards him. As if someone wanted him to take it.

The moment he touched the floating lantern.

A burst of memories exploded into his mind.

"Who? Who are these...?" Chika muttered as he placed his free hand over his right eye.

Many many images unfamiliar to him played out in his mind.

"These are your memories." A voice stated behind. In a sudden jerk, Chika turned to find a man wearing glasses, a bizarre white outfit, long blonde hair, and finally a rowing oar in his hand.

"Ones where your previous self would've wanted to pass on to you, but the world is so cruel." He spoke in such a delightful way. It disgusted Chika, in more ways than one.

_**"Dying won't do any good! But this...this is what you told me!"**_

_**"Golden Gopher? Haha...Chika-kun...you're really."**_

_**"500 yen! Look for me in the future, and I'll promise to give you 500 yen!" **_

_Who...who is this person?_

"Ara...even the one you treasured the most is resurfacing first. Heh, I didn't know you treasured her that much."

_Her? Who is she? Who was the one I..._

_**"My name isn't Gopher! It's-!"**_

At that moment, I opened my eyes. There standing before me was the same voice.

"Chika-kun...Shito-kun..." I finally remembered everything that happened before, even her.

Gopher.

Slave.

500 yen.

Michiru.

Her long pink hair grew out to how I first met her, the only thing missing was her nerdy glasses.

On her face hung the most awkward smile I've ever seen from the gopher.

Tears trailing from each side of her face.

"You've kept me waiting too long, ossan!" I yelled at the life-loaner.

I smirked at Shito who held a similar expression to mine as I respond to our old slave,"It's good to see you again, Gopher."

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Kita Michiru

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It wasn't long until the rest of the gangs from both Z-loan and A-loan returned.

I can't believe it. They all returned to how they used to be.

Koyomi-san doesn't remember, but she's already living a better life than she did before. Plus she already seems so happy to be with Shito-kun.

It was fine even if Soutetsu-san, Otsu-san, and Sougiya-san didn't return. However they're living their own lives as normal humans and not zombies anymore.

Zen-kun and Chika-kun would often argue when their groups had to work together to stop zombies. Shuuji-san would often bug Shito-kun especially when it came to his insane collection. Touko-san would be there to help both sides search for the zombies, since I'm not involved anymore with Z-Loan.

Although visiting each day to see them made it easier on me. Chitose-san would say that he'd rather see Bekko-san gathering money again and not see a slightly melancholic side of me.

But...today's visit kind of seemed different.

Especially when I seemed to go talk to Chika-kun in particular.

"Chika-kun." I would call out to him. Only for him to avoid me every single time I try to talk to him.

"Shito-kun, do you know what's going on with Chika-kun?" I asked.

Shito-kun sighed in discomfort, "...Even if our lives are connected. I absolutely don't know anything that goes through his mind besides money and his family. Why don't you ask him yourself, Michiru?"

"...That's the point. He's been avoiding me this whole day, Shito-kun!" I bit my lip. Maybe it was wrong of me to ask Shito-kun about Chika-kun's recent actions.

"Anyway, don't you have somewhere to go?" Shito-kun reminded me, "Wasn't it Zen that invited you somewhere recently, I heard about it from Touko."

"Oh right..." Recently, Zen-kun invited me on a date. I haven't been on a date besides the time I was with Sotetsu-san. Plus...I haven't decided yet on becoming anyone's girlfriend anyway.

...

...

I still haven't said my feelings to Chika-kun. It's kind of disappointing in a sense. I just can't find a way to say it to Chika-kun. Is it because I had become friends with him to the point where I don't want to break our friendship?

"...Well. If I notice something about Chika, then I'll tell you." Shito-kun stood up ready to return home.

"Right."

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Tachibana Shito

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If it's one thing Shito wanted to say.

He wanted to call both Akatsuki Chika and Kita Michiru idiots.

Not because of the way each of them act.

It's more like...they're both oblivious of the other's feelings towards the other.

It pissed him off so many times.

Especially when Chika visit's his house. Whining his angst at him.

"...Do you think Gopher really likes that shorty?" Chika would ask this question in particular. It annoyed Chika when he saw Zen trying to get Michiru's attention, since Sotetsu isn't involved in Z-loan anymore. Now Zen was trying to make a move even before Chika could do anything.

"How should I know?" Shito responded annoyed of Chika's inconsistent badgering, "I'm not Michiru. Why don't you ask her yourself?"

"...!" Chika's head shot up, "Hey, Shito. Gopher likes cute things right?"

"Yes. Now leave."

"Shito!"

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Kita Michiru

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"I had fun today, Zen-kun." Michiru thanked Zen in return for the invitation. It was to see an upcoming action movie that Zen received tickets from Shuuji.

"Me too." Zen replied in turn. Although it was too bad, he wasn't able to advance his relationship with Michiru as much as he wanted, however he did get to enjoy this small outing to a movie with her, "You know."

Michiru stopped her tracks once Zen started speaking a low voice. His voice seemed a bit nervous, upon speaking to her.

"There's been something I've meant to tell you." Zen's face seemed to turn red, "...I know we were originally enemies before, but now we're friends."

"I. I want to be something more. More than just friends." He stated as he gulped before making his answer, "I like you. Michiru. Not as friends, but as a man."

Michiru didn't know what to say at this moment. She found it sad. To the point where she'd had to break Zen's heart now. It hurt her. However she truthfully knew that she likes Chika far mor than Zen.

"I'm sorry." Was all Michiru could say to Zen who in return hid his face.

"...I expected this." He muttered laughing at his pointless attempt, "I knew this would happen. After all...you'd be staring at him, when you entered the office."

"..."

"However I don't give up that easily." Zen commented as determination filled his eyes, "So glasses girl. I'll beat him up for ya if he decides to make you sad!"

Smiling faintly, Michiru thanked the teen, "Thank you Zen-kun."

Michiru waved goodbye to the teen as he trailed off. She decided to walk to the house of her current guardians, the ones she onced moved out of. Only to spot a familair shadow in front of the house. The light of the moon illuminated revealing the person's face.

"Chika-kun? What are you doing here?" Michiru asked the katana user. Who in turn shifted his stance, "Hand."

"Eh?"

"Give me your hand gopher!" Chika demanded as Michiru slowly placed her hand in Chika's hand. Chika's eyes were hidden from his black and white-dyed hair, a tint of redness showed on his cheeks.

This moment reminded Michiru of the time when Chika asked to stay in her room after giving her 500 yen.

Without realizing, Michiru felt something in her hands. Puzzled she was about to release her hold on to Chika's hand. Except Chika wouldn't release his grip. Michiru soon found herself pulled closer to Chika. It made her blush.

"Michiru." Chika muttered. Michiru couldn't see Chika face nor could she release her hand from Chika grip.

Michiru decided to ask Chika, "Why do you always avoid me at Z-Loan? Did I do something wrong? Chika-kun, please tell me why you always avoid me these past few days?"

"Do I really need to spell it out for you, gopher?" Chika distanced himself so that Michiru could see his face. The only thing she didn't see coming was the closeness of Chika's face to her's.

"C-Chika-kun." His lips brushed over hers once he leaned closer. Michiru couldn't believe it. Chika was kissing her. Did this mean...?

Separating, Chika proclaimed, "And now you owe me a hefty price for this."

"...Eh?"

Chika lifted their intertwined hands, Removing his grip, a small gopher figurine dangled from a chain.

"This...a gopher?"

Chika smirked, "Now that you've taken more. You owe me..."

Michiru felt herself lifted up in Chika's hands, "Yourself. That kiss, that gift, and...here."

Chika pointed to his heart,"You owe me more than just money. The one I want the most now...is you, Michiru."

"Chika-kun..." Michiru blushed hard, "You."

_You don't know how long I wanted to say those words to you._

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Lazura: I hope you guys enjoyed this small story, as well as hoping that the characters weren't OOC.

**Please review.**

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One Last Chance by lazura234


The Perfect Night

The school's hallway was empty save for a white-and-black-haired boy walking a few steps ahead of a lavender-haired girl. When the boy arrived at a corridor intersection, he turned swiftly and tossed an object at the girl behind him.

"Hey, Gopher, catch!"

Michiru instinctively reached out to catch the flying object but fumbled when she realized what it was. With a shriek, she dropped the detached right hand to the floor and jumped a step back. After a quick glance downwards, she looked up to see Chika grinning at her like a madman.

"Wha? Chika-kun?"

"Happy Halloween!"

"Hallow... een?" She stumbled over the English word's pronunciation. Halloween was an American tradition (or was it a European one, Michiru thought idly) that was becoming better known in Japan but still wasn't widely celebrated. Then she remembered meeting Chika's foreign father and realized that her friend might be more familiar with the holiday than she was. Not knowing the proper response to the phrase _Happy Halloween_, she settled for an ambivalent, "Hai."

Chika said nothing but continued grinning.

From around the corner of the intersection, Shito stormed towards the hand lying at Michiru's feet. He retrieved the hand, carefully brushed away any potential dirt, and stalked back to Chika with murderous intent.

"This is MY hand, idiot," Shito growled. "You threw it knowing she wouldn't catch it. I saw you."

Chika's grin turned sadistic. "I know."

Michiru sighed as the boys' conversation turned to fisticuffs. She couldn't help smiling though when she noticed that Shito had three hands to use whereas Chika only had one at the moment. Chika would lose this round, but knowing him, Michiru decided Chika wouldn't mind since the real victory was in antagonizing Shito at the beginning.

After the fight settled down and the boys were panting on floor, Chika looked at her, grinning once again. "We're going hunting tonight, Gopher. Halloween is the perfect night for hunting zombies."

"Hai!"

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The Perfect Night by LKK


Formalities

Just finished watching Zombie Loan today. Episode 11 ruined the best possible yaoi moment ever. xD So in homage of finishing up the series, I.. wrote this. Instead of working on my AkuRoku. YAY.

There is no plot. This is smut. And there's not enough smut in the Z-L section of xD

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**Formalities**

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It had always been the same. They kept things formal. Last names only. They weren't _that_ close, after all. Just because you had died together and carried the other's hand instead of your own for six months didn't create bonds. Right?

That's what that damn Tachibana thought, though. Chika was sure of it. He dashed through the damp, eerie metallic halls, searching for the idiot that had gotten himself caught. The idiot that refused to make friends or create connections between people. The idiot that, at this very moment, needed his help. He didn't deserve to be rescued. The bastard didn't even try to call him by his first name. It was almost as if they were strangers that they stuck to the last-name basis.

Growling under his breath, the white-haired boy felt his hand heat up, pulsing with life. Shito was nearby, he was sure of it.

"_I can feel it! He's close!"_ Chika sped up, running all out now, until his senses and burning hand brought him to the locked steel door. It took seconds to flip the meaningless latch and storm in. It took a little more time for Chika to take in the site of the boy who was currently strapped to a bed, looking shocked, eyes wide past the tousled indigo bangs.

"Akatsuki!" gasped Shito. Last names again, huh?

Chika took a step away from the doorway, holding the wooden sword loosely in his hands as he panted, trying to catch his breath. The whole while, he couldn't take his eyes off of Shito. The way his legs and arms were chained to the ends of the bed or how his jacket was open to reveal bandages around his torso. He was hurt. And he was vulnerable.

In the tense atmosphere, Shito, meanwhile, had his eyes locked to Chika's golden ones, occasionally getting distracted by the small beads of sweat dripping down the boy's face.

"Akatsuki." He repeated, quietly. Why had he come? He had been half-expected Michiru to stumble in squealing about ghosts or something of the sort. A panting, annoyed looking Chika had been the last candidate on his list. Akatsuki wasn't the kind of person who would do rescue missions, let alone for something like him.

Chika finally straightened and sighed. Shito didn't miss the bandages around the white-haired boy's hand. They had both felt the rotting before, during the day. Shito himself had already detached his arm away from the useless hand. It lay limp above him, still hand-cuffed.

"Why were you caught?" Chika drawled, moving forward with an exasperated look. "Lame. And you got hurt, too!" He looked meaningfully at Tachibana's wrapped upper-body.

Shito choked slightly, surprised, but Chika kept talking, a gleeful grin stretching his lips. He leaned in, yellow eyes glowing even in the dimly lit room. "That looks painful. Eh?"

That totally killed the mood. The captured Tachibana scowled now, twitching his chained hands in protest. "Hey! If you came to save me, get this off me!"

He eyed the amused glint in Akatsuki's gaze warily. The sword-user didn't look like he was willing to undo the straps just yet.

"Now, now, calm down..." snickered Chika, tossing the wooden sword to the ground. Amidst the frantic jingling of Shito pulling at his bonds, Chika's mood changed again. The grin turned to a lazy smirk. "Hey, Shito."

"What?" Shito growled. What the hell was he waiting for? If he came to rescue him, why wasn't he _doing_ anything?"

"Feel like calling me by my name yet?"

Shito's eyes narrowed as he froze. "What are you talking about at a time like this? We need to get going."

It seemed to get cold in the graffiti-covered room as Chika gave a low chuckle, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "We still have time." He went to undoing the bandage about his arm. The dead hand plopped into his lap as soon as the white gauze was tossed aside and in a few languid motions, Chika had his own hand back, attaching it onto his wrist, and Shito's hand was returned as well. Shito watched in confusion, suddenly wary of the calm Chika.

"Now then..." snickered Akatsuki, stretching his hand briefly. Months of annoyance had built up in the sword-wielder. Even in moments like this, Shito refused to acknowledge him by his first name. No, this wouldn't do. They wouldn't leave this room until the damn blue-haired idiot choked "Chika" out from his snarling mouth.

Shito bit back a gasp as a gentle hand feathered up his injured, sensitive stomach. He suddenly felt extremely vulnerable, strapped up this way. He had one hand back, though. Fingers were soon wrapped around Chika's arm, squeezing painfully.

"What are you doing?" He hissed, deep brown eyes almost slits of anger.

Chika leaned in closer, moving one hand to prop himself up by Shito's head. The distance between them was small, and this made the chained boy nervous. "If you won't call me by my name, I'm just going to have to make you say it."

The gun-user shuddered at the deep purr in Chika's voice. The screechy teen was serious. He wasn't joking around, not with a tone like that.

"Or, really, I'd prefer to have you... _scream_ it." Chika added with a naughty grin, shifting his body now. Before Shito knew it, Chika was straddling him on the bandage covered bed, yellow eyes bright as he leaned in, pressing their bodies gently together.

Shito didn't even have time to protest about Chika being careful about his wound. In fact, he forgot about the wound altogether as the white-haired boy pressed his lips to his in a kiss. It was soft but hard at the same time. Akatsuki lined their hips up and slid his hands up as his lips traveled over to Shito's ear to bite gently at it.

The blue-haired captive shut his eyes. "Why do you care? Why bring this up here?" He suddenly asked, shivering as he felt a particularly sharp nip.

Chika replied by whispering into his ear, lips brushing against the abused skin. "I care because you using my last name... it's so cold. So meaningless. I want us to have a connection. I want to be..." He paused, warm air streaming into Shito's hair as he sighed. "Closer to you. Switching hands and sharing deaths isn't much when you won't acknowledge our bonds."

Shito turned his head to meet Chika's hard gaze, only to see the serious and lustful expression on the teen's face. Chika unexpectedly purred, grinding their hips together. "And now is the perfect time because I have you right where I want you."

The last few words were accompanied by a slow lick of Chika's tongue to Shito's cheek.

"I thought you didn't care." replied Shito, biting his lip as he felt himself getting aroused. Aroused by _Chika_. There were so many things wrong with this, including the blatant fact that they were both guys. His only free hand moved automatically to rest on Chika's hips.

Chika's eyelids slid halfway shut as he felt a certain part of Shito awaken. His own hard-on was already in full-forced and he couldn't help but roll his groin to the chained boy's that was splayed out beneath him.

"I care. More than you think, idiot." Chika moved to Shito's neck now, sucking and biting at the pale skin, taking in his smell and quickly warming skin.

Shito whimpered gently, hard and cold demeanor melting away. He felt Chika's hands press up along his chest, searching for something past the bandages. The roaming fingers found what they searched for quickly and Shito couldn't even hold back the soft moan as he felt Chika rub at his nipples.

"I thought were just ... partners." he muttered, grinding his hips back into Chika.

"That's not enough." Chika growled, jerking off the jacket and dress shirt Shito was wearing. The clothes remained bunched up by the darker-haired boy's still-cuffed hand, but it would have to do. Shito shivered as the cold hit his bare torso.

"It won't ever be enough for me. I'm a greedy bastard, Shito, it's just one of my faults."

Shito didn't respond. Instead, his fingers darted up to bury themselves in the darker spikes hidden beneath the white ones, curling around the back of Chika's head as he dragged him back to his mouth, silencing him as he smashed their lips together.

Chika hummed in approval, kissing back fiercely. They didn't fight for domination, but fought for more heat. The growing heat between them. Nibbling on Shito's bottom lip, Chika ground their erections hard into each other. They moaned together, but softly. Their instincts still told them to be quiet. They were still in enemy territory.

To help muffle Shito's groans, Chika gave his bottom lip one last bite before plunging his tongue into Shito's mouth. To his surprise, Shito fought back just as hard with his own. Laving their tongues against each other, both felt their eyes flutter shut as the pleasure grew in intensity.

"A-Akatsuki..." moaned Shito, hand falling loose, only to receive a sharp bite on his bottom lip again for his trouble.

"Still not ready to using my name, huh?"

Shito blinked as he felt Chika's lips abruptly leave him and a body slide down the length of his. Chika was moving to clamp his legs around Shito's. Keeping up a blazing eye-contact, he slowly moved to undo Shito's belt. Shito's chest was heaving. It strained the wound that was still bleeding on his upper body, but he chose to ignore it. He was too distracted and he couldn't take his eyes off of his partner. The belt was undone now and the white-haired boy moved to the zipper and button of his brown trousers. The unzipping sound was heard even above Shito's panting.

He couldn't handle it. Zombies weren't made for this sort of heat, especially not when their bodies were usually cold and bloodless. "Ch-Ch... ohhh..." He tried to choke out Chika's name, but his length was suddenly engulfed by a warm mouth and the rest of his attempt came out as a moan.

Since when did Chika do things like this? He was rude, he was moronic, he did things without thinking. But now... he was sucking him off. Shito couldn't wrap his mind around the thought and a particularly intense lick over the tip of his cock just completely made his mind go blank. His pants were also slowly being tugged down so that Chika could run his surprisingly soft fingers over the inside of Shito's pale thighs.

Chika languidly bobbed his head up and down, occasionally scrapping his teeth over the top of the hard cock. It was too bad that Shito's legs were chained so tightly together, or he would have gone farther with this. Nevertheless, he took things in his stride. He hummed gently in the back of his throat, sending through vibrations and eliciting a whimpering mewl from Shito.

Shito's legs were twitching as he back arched slightly. His only free hand scrabbled to grab hold of Chika's hair, almost like a lifeline as there were flashes across his vision and he felt himself let go.

"Ch-Chika!"

The warmth in the air fizzled and Shito felt himself cooling.

"Chika..." He breathed out, feeling the boy suckle down the last of his release. Chika crawled back up to lay himself over the blue-haired teen. He was smiling.

Kissing lazily at the dazed Shito's lips, Chika tucked his arms around him, turning the two of them so that they lay on their sides. "Say it again."

"Chika." Shika eyed the triumphant smile on Chika's face and couldn't help the small grin from stretching his lips out as well.

"There. That sounds a lot better." chuckled Chika triumphantly. "No more formalities."

"Chika..." repeated Shito, sighing. "Haven't you forgotten something?"

"Shito-kun! Ch-Chiko-kun?!"

"Michiru..."

**End.**

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Formalities by Blue Funk


The Hand that Writes

Zombie Loan: The Hand that Writes

Disclaimer: Zombie Loan and all the rest is to PEACH PIT. I was reading Yamato Nase's _Chintsubu no Tsubuyaki_ when I conceived of this idea, so you probably know where this is going. LOL. As Neil Gaiman had said, I don't give you grief over where you get _your_ ideas.

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Something has been bugging Tachibana Shito for a while now.

It was just a minor thing--nothing to lose sleep about--but he can't help but think about it, which wasn't going to help anyone any, but still. Shito wasn't the kind of person who let things alone when he could do something about them. There was no excuse for laziness, and trying to avoid something wasn't too cool either. So that day he was eating lunch with Akatsuki and he decided it was the time.

"Ne, Akatsuki."

It took Akatsuki several seconds before he looked up from his plate, a fact that made Shito's feelings veer away from anxious to irritated. He was just starting to tap a finger against the old table when Akatsuki answered.

"Yeah?"

"You're right-handed, right?"

"Good call, Shito. Amazing observation, that," Akatsuki began. Shito braced himself for the rest of it. That was how Akatsuki was: he starts out just fine and ends with a storm. "You've only noticed just now? How long had we been together, man?"

Shito shrugged. "Pretty long."

"Yeah. _Pretty long_. Proves my point to a T, don't you think?" Akatsuki sighed. "What hand holds my katana, didn't you notice?"

Shito repeated his shrug. He didn't really want to go back to the thread-worn argument about friendship and all of that. He'd called Akatsuki by name once, which is once too many, in his opinion. The other boy should be satisfied with that and just shut up.

"What brought that up, anyway?" Akatsuki said.

"Nothing," Shito said, quickly. "I've been thinking, is all."

"Well, call me back when you're starting to make sense again," said Akatsuki, going back to his tempura. "Jeez, try wasting other people's time, why don't you?"

"How many times do you do it, Akatsuki?"

"Do what?"

"The boy thing."

Akatsuki began to choke, but caught himself. "Why would you want to know that, pervert?"

"Well, it's my hand you're using, after all."

"Why the hell would I want to touch _myself_ with _your_ hand, excuse me?"

"Keep your voice down." The other students were starting to look their way. Michiru was frowning a bit, but Koyomi was with her, and Shito noticed that Michiru looked more comfortable whenever she's with the other girl so Michiru wouldn't really worry too much. Not that Michiru didn't like spending time with him and Akatsuki, it was just that she felt more motherly towards the boys and calmer when she's with Koyomi. Shito wished he could feel the same for Akatsuki, but that wasn't going to get him anywhere. Maybe if Akatsuki shut up once in a while, and left him alone for long periods of time, Shito would probably learn to actually like him.

"I'll keep my voice down if you stop being a damned idiot," Akatsuki complained. "And in case you haven't noticed, idiot, _you_ have _my_ hand too."

"That's inconclusive. I'm left-handed."

"Which is _inconclusive_, too, if you think about it." Akatsuki stood up, taking his plate with him.

"Where are you going?" Shito said.

"Away. Before you make me lose my appetite."

Shito doubted anything would actually make Akatsuki lose his monstrous appetite, but he refrained from saying anything about it.

"Ne, Akatsuki," he said, watching the other boy move away.

Akatsuki looked back. He didn't stop walking, but slowed his strides so he wouldn't be too far away to hear what Shito wanted to say.

"Wash your hands after, at least."

Akatsuki had the grace to blush. "Same to you."

Shito looked down at his right hand. Damn Akatsuki for having the last word, anyway.

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The Hand that Writes by alirodina


DL 1

DL 1

Present

As the invasion starts off we see Fate, Kenji, Haru and Hattori in a church. Then it starts to rain Fate looks out the window. Kenji starts to get annoyed.
Kenji:"Why the fuck did this shit had to happen? Just the day before I was going to get layed." Kenji looks up and holds his hand in a praying stance. God if you can hear me...GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!
Haru trys to calm Kenji down. Haru:"Kenji don't worry we will get out of here soon." Kenji then turns to look at Haru. Kenji:"Oh yeah when the fuck is that Haru? I lost all fucking hope! I wished I shared some of your fucking faith! Hattori closes the bible. Hattori:"Kenji please come down. What if they hear you?" Kenji mumbles under his breath then just sits on the floor.

-Flashback-

Shows the school and all the gangs then Kenji starts fight with Ryo leader of Fuji gang. Kenji punches Ryo in the face, Ryo knees Kenji in the stomach. Kenji tackles Ryo and Guilty kicks Kenji in the back of the head then picks him up and has a knife to his thoat. Guilty:"Ryo do you want me to kill this fool?" Kenji feels Guilty breathe down his neck. Ryo:"No but..we will teach him a lession..."Ryo picks up his cane and starts beating the shit out of Kenji. Kenji starts to spit up blood. Ryo"Now worthless pig do you respect your elders?" Kenji spits in his face. Ryo cleans the blood off with a napkin. Kenji laughs then Ryo starts beating the shit out of him again. A few moments later Fate and Haru see Kenji getting beat up and help him out. Ryo sees Fate and Haru coming and lets Kenji go. Haru:"Kenji are you ok?" Kenji then reples with a smark. Kenji:"Yeah you know just don't worry about this about this wound on my head." Ryo looks at Kenji. Ryo:"That was a warning next time I won't be so nice." Guilty:"Heh" Ryo and Guilty leave. Haru gets concerned over Kenji. Haru:"Kenji maybe you should go see Mercutio?" Kenji:"Heh that guy he will laugh at me for weeks if I went to his house looking like this." Haru:"What are you going to do?" Kenji starts walking away. Kenji:"Im just going to walk it off." Haru "But-" Fate cuts Haru off Fate:"Haru leave him be" Haru looks at Fate. Haru:"are you sure?" Fate:"Yes Haru im sure of it.
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DL 1 by Logan-Dark-Angel


DL 2

DL 2

Present

As the invastion has already happened Ryo and Guilty try to get out of Ryo's mansion. Bodyguard A:Master Ryo please hurry and escape! A group of zombies start coming at them Bodyguard A is killed in the process. All of a sudden Shori and his friends come and kill them all. Shori picks up Bodyguard A's gun and gives it to Ryo. Shori:Protect yourself with this. Shori hands him the pistol. Ryo:Who are you guys? Shori:Nobody sir. Shori and his friends turn around and shoot Bodyguard A in the head. Shori:Kazu, Saemon go and try to find us a safe way out of here. Kazu and Saemon nod and leave. Shori:Alright lets get to high ground so we won't get infected. Guilty:So tell me stanger who died and made you king? Shori:Look I didn't come here to talk about bullshit like this so why don't you shut your damn mouth so we can move on! Guilty tackles Shori and both of them start fighting. Zaku and Dosu grab Guilty and toss him off Shori. Shori:Now listen to me you can stay with us or you can be by yourself! Guilty mumbles for a bit. Guilty:Fine...but I won't take orders from you. Shori:Fair enough. They make an agreement and start moving to high ground. Meanwhile Saemon and Kazu found a way out. Kazu looks over and sees people runing away from the infected. Kazu:We stay low they will leave us alone. Saemon:Whatever. Saemon looks around the corner and sees a civilian getting killed by the infected Saemon kills the infected person and alerts all the other infected to there location. Kazu slams him in the wall. Kazu:What the fuck! Saemon smirks. Saemon:I don't like zombies. Kazu and Saemon kill the infected with there weapons. Kazu lights them on fire with his flame throw in the shape of a guitar case and Saemon blows them up with his romote controled guitar case full of bombs. Kazu and Saemon go back and meet the others on the top floor. Saemon:Ryo come look out here. Ryo and Saemon are by the window. A infected person trys to jump up but Saemon kills him. Saemon:Don't get to close put your people are out there fighting for you. Shori:Look I know a place where we can stay. Kazu:Good we cleared a whole street. Shori:Good. Shori and the others go to the place to rest up there they meet Fate, Kenji, Haru, and Hattori. Kenji:The hell are you doing here Ryo I thought you were safe in thet fucking fort you call a mansion. Ryo:You know what Kenji nows not the time! Ryo and Kenji start fighting. Kenji gets the upper hand and Ryo loses. Ryo:Guilty I order you to kill him! Guilty leans against the wall. Ryo:Now you fucking freak! Guilty laughs. Ryo:Whats so damn funny? Guilty:Your a damn fool and you will always be a fool Ryo goes to tackle Huilty but Guilty knocks him out and ties him up and leaves him the closet. Shori looks at Fate. Shori:You know Fate me and the whole gang here never thought that we see you again. Fate:we cross paths again...we fight for each other once more. Hattori:Alright lets all get some sleep im sure Mercutio and Kisa will be back tomorrow. Everyone goes to sleep.

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DL 2 by Logan-Dark-Angel


The Way Back

I suppose it didn't really matter anymore. The past was the past for a reason. And tomorrow's the future because it holds surprises and the unknown, right? But what am I supposed to do with the present? Like Hell it didn't matter anymore. I'd been feeding myself that same line for weeks now. It was the same damn thing every fuckin' morning. I'd get up and go to school, doing everything like I always did, and then _BAM! _She waltzes in and I can't take my eyes off of her.

Don't get me wrong, she's no beauty queen or anything. It's not like I'm mesmerized by her flowing pink hair that she's got all done up in those cute braids. Or that fact that her slender frame looks like it'd fit perfectly with mine. It had nothing to do with that cute expression she always wore and her captivating smile. Pfft! She's just an ordinary looking girl.

What really gets me, though, is that look in her eyes. That far-off, yet kind of sad look she always seems to have. Sure her eyes'll shine for a moment when she's laughing or being distracted, but whenever her attention is somewhere else, I can see it. We've been in the same class for awhile now, and I've never really noticed her much until now, but she's wormed her stupid way into my stupid head and now my stupid thoughts are full of her stupid face-! Anyway, she's caught my eye, if ya couldn't tell.

Whenever she looks at me, she always gives me this weird smile. It almost looks like she knows something I don't, but that hardly matters when I see her eyes glisten like she's ready to cry. Like looking at me fills her with misery or something. What the Hell did I do, anyway? I can't seem to work up the nerve to talk to her about it, though. No, no, you retard, it's not because I have a thing for her, O.K.? I just get the feeling that if I ask her about it, she'll completely fall apart. I don't know how to handle that.

But I can't just let it go either. As much as I hate to admit it, this girl I've never talked to before is bothering the shit out of me. So I decided to go for the indirect approach. Well, I guess before I go into detail on that subject, I should also tell you about this other bastard in my class. His name is Shito Tachibana. God, even his name sounds as stuck-up as he is. I hadn't really talked to him either until a few weeks ago. He's been doing all this weird stuff, like saying "hi" to me and all that bullshit. Who the Hell does he think he is?

I really don't know much about him, but the guy just gets under my skin. I feel like I just wanna rip him apart, but I don't know why. He's never actually _done _or _said _anything to tick me off. At first I thought it was because he was some popular pretty boy, and him talking to me was like taking pity on me or something. Granted, I'm pretty studly myself, so it's not like he's competition or something, but he's still significantly more popular than I am. It never really mattered to me, though, because I still didn't have a problem attracting women. I haven't dated or anything, but I've had offers. I just never found a girl that was my type, I guess.

_ANYWAY_! So this jackass starts talking to me, and at first it was the casual small talk. I played it cool, gave him brief and vague answers, made it difficult to converse with me, but he still wouldn't back off. I got this feeling that he had an agenda and talking to me had something to do with it. So he pulls me aside one day and starts babbling on and on about that pinkette I was telling you about. The ordinary one.

He starts going off about how he knows that I've been eyeing her and that he feels something strange whenever he looks at her, too. He said she gives him a smile when she sees him and then there's that same glistening 'I'm-about-to-cry' look afterwards that pangs him with guilt. She's been throwing him through this big loop for the past couple of weeks just like what's been happening with me.

But then he has to go and make matters more complicated, and by complicated I mean that he tempted me to beat him half to death and get expelled from school and possibly sent to jail.

He said that whenever he saw me, an unsettling feeling sunk in. He was consumed with this overwhelming desire to punch me and then shoot me. I woulda punched him right then and there, but then he added in the part where he also felt like we were very close friends. Me? Friends with this fucker? Was he serious?

He said that he thinks something happened with him, myself, and that pink-haired girl, but he can't remember it. I scoffed and told him he was crazy. I started going off on him, getting all mad because of what he said and how he made me feel and all that, but he stayed calm and very serious. He told me to cut the crap and think about it. Three people that had never really had any contact with each other all start acting weird as of a few weeks ago when they see each other. Was that supposed to be a coincidence?

I blew him off and walked away, tired of hearing his stupid voice, but I couldn't let go of what he said. He was fuming and muttered something about me being a hopeless idiot, and for some strange reason, I felt like I had heard that before. Well, yeah, I had heard that phrase directed at me quite often, but it felt more like I was actually connected to him like he said. Before I got too far out of earshot, he yelled after me, "Her name is Michiru! Michiru Kita!"

That was right. Pinky's name was Michiru. I heard this little "Chiru-Chiru" sound over and over in my head. It was like some stupid pet name for her or something, but I didn't know of anyone who would call her that. She didn't seem to have any real friends, let alone be close enough with anyone to let them get away with calling her something as dumb as that. I was definitely over thinking it, though.

So back to my indirect approach method I was talking about earlier. You see, that Shito-shithead wouldn't leave me alone after that. It was like he was begging me to remember something that never happened. Of course, he wasn't _actually _begging me, but the way pestered me said it all. He wanted to know what was going on as much as I did. But I didn't really know what to do or say. We fought a lot, and it got physical sometime's, but for the strangest reason, it seemed perfectly normal.

So I eventually gave in to his stupid reasoning and told him that even if we were all involved somehow with something, that wouldn't one of us at least remember it? You would think, right? That's when he slapped me upside the head and called me a moron. He said that she was probably the one who remembered, seeing as how she was the only one to express an emotion besides confusion. Catching his drift, I agreed to get to the bottom of this. Unfortunately, I was still at a loss for how to do that. So we formulated a plot together.

So here's what happened: Shito and I were wandering the halls, waiting for Michiru to return. Shito kept scolding me for using her first name, saying that until this was straightened out, I should call her Kita-_san_. I told him there was no way in Hell I was going to go and do that. Part of me did it out of spite for him trying to tell me what to do, but another part of me was just uncomfortable saying that. Michiru seemed more natural to me.

So we waited for her to come running down the hallway like she had been doing for weeks now. Her so-called friends would always send her out to get their food and they'd make her pay for everything. They used her! Why that bothered me so much, to Hell if I know. I guess it bothered me more that she wouldn't stand up for herself than it did that she was being taken advantage of. I just got the feeling she was too nice for her own good.

So when we saw her, we tried to play it cool. I just-so-happened to be standing a little too much in her way and when she wasn't paying attention, I inched my foot out slightly. She tripped, of course, and her things went flying everywhere. She immediately sputtered out an apology and went to grab her stuff. Stupid Shito went and was pretending to be a gentleman. He handed got down on the floor and picked up a few of her snacks. She stood up, thanked him, and asked if I was hurt. I wasn't, obviously. But just when I was about to go in for the kill, I froze. Why in the Hell did I feel like this wasn't the first time we'd met like this? I was so dazed that I let her apologize once more and get away.

Shito was furious with my screw-up and started his long rant on how I was the biggest idiot he'd ever met. I retaliated the best I could, but I actually agreed with him this time. I should have asked her then and there what happened between the three of us. But I saw her eyes and I just couldn't speak. I didn't see the sadness that was normally present when she looked at me. Her eyes, they were so... full of hope. She looked truly happy for a moment.

But why did that stop me? That should have just been more of an indication that she knew something. I should have grabbed her wrist, or backed her into the wall, or... something! God, I hate it when that bastard is right! I was an idiot back there...

I think it was just being in that moment. It felt so familiar to me. It brought back a lot of emotions that I don't ever remember feeling, especially about her. It was like a tidal wave that crashed down on me, but it only lasted for a few seconds. The words "five hundred yen" kept coming to mind and I started reeling on my own feelings. At first, it was indifference, but then... there was obligation, fire, hope, protectiveness, sacrifice, laughter, happiness, fear, relief, and-! Was that seriously it? There's no way in Hell! No four-eyed gopher could-!

WHERE DID THAT EVEN COME FROM? Why did I call her a gopher, gophers don't have four eyes! It didn't make any sense! Even if it did, why would someone as ordinary as her make me feel l... l... lo... lov... forget it! Forget her adorable pink hair with her cute braids! Forget her pretty face and captivating eyes! Forget her petite frame that makes you wanna hold her! Forget that gorgeous smile that makes you want to kiss her lips-!

THIS IS INSANITY!

THAT DAMN GOPHER! WHY'D SHE HAVE TO GO AND OWE ME FIVE HUNDRED YEN? WHY DID SHE HAVE TO MAKE ME FEEL ALL OF THOSE THINGS? WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER THE FACT THAT WE MET AFTER SHITO AND I DIED AND THAT SHE FOUND OUT ABOUT US BEING ZOMBIES? WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER HER SACRIFICING HERSELF TO SAVE HER FRIEND AND DYING ONLY FOR SHITO AND I TO EXTEND OUR CONTRACT WITH THE FERRYMAN TO SAVE HER? WHY DO I FEEL LIKE THIS BUS IS ABOUT TO CRASH THE SAME WAY IT DID-!

Oh.

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"A/N: O.K. so this was more about Chika and Shito remembering everything that happened, rather than a Chichiru story, but I tried to throw it in there. The only reason he remembered anything is because he remembered how he felt about her. I was desperate to write _something _and my mind finally settled on Zombie-Loan. I just picked something and ran with it. But come on! None of you can tell me that you didn't want them all back together at the end of the manga! When the accident happened again, we were all dying to see if they'd find their way back to each other. Don't deny it! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this story. It feels good to write for this again. Review?"

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The Way Back by SamNny


Being Sick

**I don't own Zombie-Loan. If I did, the series would still be ongoing and stuff.**

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Michiru hums a tune while walking to her apartment. It is a year after she, together with her friends, payed of the huge debt. Everything went well since then, especially since Chika and Shito have a tighter bond than before (they still bicker from while to while). Her long pink hair following suit, she makes her way through the crowd. A sudden sound made her stop. She realizes it is her phone, and opens it to see that Chika is calling her. She quickly presses the green button, pressing the phone on her ear. "Hello?" she says. "Chika-Kun, is something wrong?" A faint cough indicated something.

"Yo, Pashiri," Michiru rolls her eyes. "can you come over now?" His voice is low, and pretty much said 'I'm sick!'. "I'm feeling quite fucking sick, and my old man and Momoka aren't here. Abroad again, y'know?" That is enough to convince her. So with determination, she makes a sharp turn to the right. To Chika's house then.

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**10 minutes later**

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Michiru arrives at her best friend's home. The small house had a darker aura than usual. No wonder. Usually, Chika's father Yuri would be jumping around, being affectionate towards his 'Squirrels'. The fact that he and Chika's little sister aren't here.

She knocks a few time, hearing a muffled 'I'm coming' followed by couching. Soon after the doors opens, revealing Chika who looked like he hadn't slept in days. Michiru instantly comes in, saying a quick hello, and then drags the taller male to the couch in the living room. He protest weakly, but wasn't able to stop the small girl from dragging him there. "Lie down!" Michiru said. "I'll make you some soup, so just go to sleep in the meanwhile." Chika pouts.

"But I don't wannnaaa," he whines, but Michiru ignores it. She walks into the kitchen, the place that she had seen many times before, and starts to make chicken soup. After a few minutes, Chika called her: "Michiruuuuu!" She audibly sighs. "It will be done in a minute. Just wait a moment, okay?" When it is done, she walks to the living room. His face is pale, showing that he really didn't feel well at all. Michiru stirs the soup a bit. "Oi, Pashiri, I can eat on my own." Michiru glares slightly at him. "You can't. And don't call me that anymore," she says annoyed. She feeds him, and a blush forms on his face. "H-hey, Michiru." She doesn't stop, and continues to do what she's doing.

After a few minutes she's done. "Alright, I'll gr-" before she could say anything else, Chika grabbed her by the arm. She gasps as he pulls her into a hug. Her face becomes beat red, and her hormones started to rage a bit. "Sleep," Chika said. "B-but-" Michiru protest. "Do it, or else I'm going to kill you." The girl huffs, irritated. But nonetheless, a few minutes later she falls asleep. Chika smiles softly, kissing her forehead. _I'm a great actor, _he thought as he stands up. He tucks Michiru in, and then went to search for _it_. He found it after few minutes, it laying somewhere random in his room (which he still needs to clean up). He shakes Michiru softly by the shoulder. "Michiru?" She slowly wakes up, and gives Chika a surprised look. "Happy White's day." He hands her homemade chocolate over.

"E-eh? Wha-but I-" She stops when Chika kisses her softly on the lips. At first she doesn't do anything at all, but not many seconds later she returns the kiss. She felt her head getting light. After a minute they separate to get air. Chika then smirks. "Felt love ya was too cheesy." Michiru sighs and rolls her eyes, but the smile on her face couldn't be hold back. "This is also cheesy, you know?" she teases. Chika blushes, and looks away. He mumbles a few swear words before looking at Michiru again. For the rest of the day Michiru teases him about it, but she also confessed that she fell in love with him too. She's that ever since he managed to get her out of Hakka's brainwashing.

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**I honestly wrote this within a hour. Do I get a prize for that?**

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Being Sick by lovely-singularity


Shito's Birthday

"Shito-kun ... We should take today off," Koyomi said. "Today IS your birthday, right? All of us should go out to celebrate."

Chika shot a glance at Shito as he glared at Koyomi.

"I didn't know that it was your birthday!" Michiru exclamed quietly in surprise.

Shito continued to glare at the two girls before he said, "I don't normally celebrate my birthday."

Koyomi was taken aback as Chika rolled his eyes. Michiru adverted her eyes. They knew about him, and it wasn't that surprising.

"We could start today, then!" Koyomi said, forcefully, ignoring Shito's hard glare.

"I'm not in the mood to," he replied, still glaring at the raven-haired girl.

Chika rolled his eyes again. He knew that this would be the outcome of the whole thing. He huffed a bit.

Shito looked at the platinum blonde out of the corner of his eye; he then suddenly got up and left the room.

Chika leaned closer to Koyomi. "How'd you know it was his birthday?"

"I did some checking," she said, smiling devilishly. "I know when yours is, too."

Chika's eye twitched at the statement.

Finally, after thought, he got up and slouched to Shito's room. He softly knocked on the door. "Oi."

"What do **you** want?" came the muffled, harsh voice of his partner.

"It's still your birthday, you know. And your friends want to celebrate it with you. Shouldn't you at least consider it?"

Silence.

"Whatever," Chika said as he kicked the floor. _'He probably didn't hear me, anyway,'_he thought, rolling his eyes. He started to walk away when he heard Shito's voice again. But this time, it was soft, and he had to put his ear to the door in order to hear him clearly.

"And ... are **you** one of those said friends?"

Chika fell silent. He didn't know what to say. If he said "yes" would it just become another fight? What about if he said "no"? He couldn't stand the dark-haired teen, but at the same time, it hurt Chika if he hurt Shito's feelings. And, most of the time, he really didn't mean to.

Finally, he made up his mind.

"... Yes."

Shito looked up, towards the door. He didn't want to start another fight with the platinum blonde - he usually never means to fight (sometimes Chika just says weird things that make him flustered, so it turns into a big fight) - so he just sat there, wanting to say something, but knowing that he couldn't.

He heard Chika's muffled sigh outside the door.

"I can understand why you wouldn't want to celebrate your birthday, though," he said, softly.

Shito furrowed his brows in thought. Chika ... never said he understood him before.

Chika was about to walk away from the silent room when the door opened. He raised an eyebrow at the dark-haired teen who opened it.

Shito looked at the other and he started down the hall towards the room where they ate.

"What the-"

Shito stopped and looked at Chika. "As long as you're going, I'll do something with everyone for my birthday," he said, harshly. Though, Chika knew (for some strange reason) he didn't mean the harsh tone.

Chika blushed slightly (for some unknown reason at the time). After a moment, the blush went away and he smirked at the other. They continued to walk down the hall.

"Good, you'll need it," the platinum blonde retorted.

Two seconds later, along with a harsh glare, "What did you say?"

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

It was Shito's birthday on January 21st~

And I'm a fan of ChikaShito, so I just HAD to do fluff for his birthday (since I found it out of character anyway).

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, SHITO. 8D

There IS a sequel, but that's not coming out until Chika's birthday (March 23rd).

And it's not going to be just fluff again. I SWEAR (for those of you who want more than fluff).

ALSO:

How it ends: LOL. Just pretend it breaks out into a huge fight and the girls have to break it up.

Or, just imagine anything. X3

Shito, Chika, Michiru, and Koyomi (c) Zombie-Loan

Fic (c) Me

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Shito's Birthday by Orange-Butterfly100


Lullaby

A/N: I thought a fluffy Christmas fic was in order for the holidays! Nice and WAFF-y and fluffy! Anyways I hope everyone likes my first Zombie Loan fic, sorry if Chika and Shito sound OOC. Review kudasai(please)!

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_**Lullaby **_

December 24th-Christmas eve. A day full of turmoil for last minute shoppers hunting for the perfect present for that special person. It is also a day where family and friends gathered together. Such was not the case for two zombies, these two spent the day wrapping presents for all their friends, and family in one zombie's case. The other had no family, but had friends he could depend on, though he would never admit it.

Everyone who worked under or for Z-loan agreed to have a Christmas party on December 25th. On that day everyone would distribute gifts and enjoy themselves, much to Chika's dismay, there was to be no zombie hunting on Christmas day. Chika's easy-going nature allowed the vacation but he would find one way or another to earn a couple of yen. Shito was reluctant to the whole idea, but he gave in as well, though refusing to admit that he needed a break.

Michiru and Yuuta had both suggested the "farfetched" idea, another reason why both Chika and Shito did not refuse.

Because of their agreement, here sat the two in Shito's room wrapping presents.

"Here's another finished one." Shito said handing a wrapped package to Chika, whom placed in a pile of the other wrapped articles. Chika and Shito both agreed to help each other with the wrapping, since neither of them weren't that good at it.

"How many more left?" asked Chika,

"Can't you count?"

"Shut up, I'm asking about your stuff not mine!"

"Four, idiot." Shito said taking the present Chika had finished wrapping, and placing it in his pile of wrapped presents.

It currently was 10:35, both were no where near close as they tried to perfect the wrapping and decoration of each present, which would be opened the day after.

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"At last, done. Here Akatsuki." Shito said, looking at Chika. He and Chika hadn't made eye contact, let alone speak to each other for the past hour. Chika was slumped over, against the wall of Shito's room, the present he was wrapping was neglected as he lay there.

"Hey! Wake up stupid!" Shito said, Chika didn't stir or twitch. Shito sighed and looked at the clock it was past midnight. He looked wearily at the present Chika was wrapping and the last item left to be wrapped. Shito reached over and took the present from Chika and finished wrapping it, he then started on the last one, while Chika slept peacefully.

After finishing the last one, Shito starred at Chika, who now lay on the floor. While Shito wrapped the present he sung a soft song to himself while Chika slept. Moments later, after Shito finished the last present and began cleaning up, Chika suddenly spoke.

"You have a nice voice." He whispered, Shito blushed. "I thought you were sleeping you bastard."

"You woke me up. Do you want help?"

"Whatever." Chika stood up and helped Shito finish the clean up. They moved the wrapped presents into the corner of the room, it was now 1:24 a.m.

Chika fell to the floor, "tired..."

"Then go to your room and sleep stupid."

"Can't I stay here, I'm too tired." Chika pleaded,

"Fine whatever, but your sleeping on the floor."

"That's fine, but..."

"But?" questioned Shito,

"Sing me something, Shito."

"Why should I?! I let you sleep in my room and now you want me to sing to you?!"

"Consider it your Christmas present from you to me. You didn't get me anything anyways."

"I wouldn't buy anything for you anyways." Shito said sitting next to Chika,

"I got you something." Chika replied.

"What is it?" Asked Shito,

"I can't tell you yet. Now give me my present, I can't sleep unless you sing."

"Akatsuki you..."

"Do you want me to keep you up all night?" smirked Chika, Shito twitched.

"Just lay down." Shito countered in a softer tone, hoping to calm Chika down, so he could get some well deserved sleep. Chika then did as instructed, Shito didn't complain, his plan was to calm Chika down so he could go to sleep. But why did Chika choose to lay down on Shito's lap?

"Akatsuki..."

"I'm waiting." Chika said in a sing-song voice. Shito sighed, as Chika closed his eyes waiting for the soothing voice to sweep through the room. Chika fell asleep right away, Shito got carried away, and singing always calmed him down. Shito brushed a few strands of Chika's hair aside, realizing his sudden gesture Shito blushed. He paused in his singing, the moment he did so, Chika began to shift around. Shito sighed once more, resuming his song. When he finished his song, losing himself once more, he bent over and laid upon the sleeping zombie's forehead a kiss.

Shito switched off the lights and crawled into bed as his heart thumped against his ribs, Shito had denied that he thought of Chika as a friend multiple times to everyone, but he denied his feelings towards Chika as well. Singing was the only way he would express himself, and the one he loved had heard it.

Shito soon drifted off to sleep. Chika smirked, his eyes opened and he stared the ceiling, he placed his hand on his forehead, blushing slightly. He stood up, and looked at Shito carefully. Chika examined Shito, confirming that he was indeed asleep. Chika crept up to Shito's bed side and leaned over, kissing the unconscious zombie. "Merry Christmas." Chika whispered.

Chika turned away and returned to the floor, this time really falling asleep. Shito smiled slightly, he turned over and blushed.

"What an idiot." He said touching his lips.

Neither of them spoke of what happened that Christmas morning, but if they ever told each other, both would agree that were the best Christmas presents they both received.

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A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed this one shot! I was right, Chika and Shito are OOC, but I hope you enjoyed the "fluffy-ness". The only reason Shito sings is when I heard his singing voice I thought it was so soothing, and the idea just popped into my head. Anyways if they're is any spelling/grammar mistakes please let me know! Review kudasai(please)!

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Lullaby by X Inori x


Jealousy

Jealousy

**Jealousy**

**By: Klutzilla01:**

Klutz: Woot! My first Zombie-loan fic! I feel happy now.

Sasu: Why am I HERE!?

Shito: Is this a...Shito and...Michiru fic??

Klutz: Yeah, why??

Michiru: Ummm, doesn't Shito hate me?

Klutz: -shrugs- I don't know, but in my mind, YOU TWO ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER! X3

Chika: Hey, what about me? Do I get a fic to.

Klutz: What about Shito being Jealous over you?

Chika: Fine by me!

Shito: I hate you.

Klutz: I DON'T OWN ZOMBIE-LOAN! If I did, you wouldn't watch it. T-T

WARNING: I HAVE HORRIBLE GRAMMER!! PLEASE TURN BACK IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ HORRIBLE GRAMMER!! THANK YOU!!

Yuuta: ENJOY!!

Shito Watched from afar as he saw Michiru laugh at whatever Chika-baka was doing. What did she see in him anyways? What did he have that he didn't? He looked down. Why was he even bothering with such thoughts? Why waste his time being jealous of the white-haired idiot that seemed to make Michiru smile... Why? He looked at the two walking side by side as though they were the cause of all his despairs. He hated that idiot. He didn't know why he cared about if the two got together or not but, it just bothered him greatly.

Shito was the type of guy to not care for those things but... this time, he was very bothered by this. He leaned against the wall and sighed. "How annoying..." He muttered under his breath as he put a hand over his eyes as though it could prevent him of his current dilemma. Why did it have to be her and him? Why couldn't it have been him and her? He hated admitting it but, he very much wished... Michiru would be his...and only his. He slapped his forehead in frustration. He hated himself right now.

Shito turned to leave only to stop when he spotted Michiru looking at him with worried eyes. "Are you okay, Shito-kun?" She asked with clear concern. About to answer, he stopped when he noticed Chika behind her looking at him curiously. He growled and gritted his teeth. "Fine." he muttered bitterly as he walked away. _Just fine._"Hey Shito, I don't like the way you said that to Michiru!" yelled Chika as he started glaring at the green-haired male.

Turning his head, Shito gave Chika one of his most venomous glares he could muster effectively making the boy stumble a bit. "What's got you so angry?" Chika asked angrily as he to glared back. "It's you. You're my problem." Shito growled as he walked away. "I hate you..." He yelled as he stalked off to the classroom, Not caring if they followed (which they did).

Class was boring as usual, nothing unusual about the place. He sighed. It was only math, something he has known for awhile. His eyes occasionally looked over to what Michiru was doing. She looked like she was really trying to get what the teacher was trying to say. He eyes wandered over to Chika... Who was sleeping...again. "Baka..." He muttered.

"Mr. Tachibana, is there something you want to share with us today?" His teacher asked with a glare. His teacher was definitely out to get him. "And if I do?" He replied uninterested. "Mr. Tachibana!" he said angrily. "Please don't play mind tricks on me again!" He started growling. "Whatever..." He muttered as he put his attention back at the board. High school in Japan was seriously boring.

"Will Miss. Kita Michiru please report to the principal office? Thank you!" The school intercom buzzed out as Michiru stood up. Shito's eyes wandered over to her. Now what could the principal want with her?

"Well, Miss. Kita, you heard the intercom, go into the principal's office please and thank you." The teacher said as he looked at her straight in the eye. Shito glanced at Chika who was now looking at Michiru with a worried look. He didn't know why, but he didn't like the sound of the secretary. It sounded...desperate. He looked at the other kids in the classroom; they also had worried glances. Chances are, they heard the desperation in her voice to. Weird... Could it be a zombie? Maybe... A few Seconds after Michiru left, Both Shito and Chika raised their hands. "Yes Mr. Akatsuki and Tachibana?" Their teacher said in a bored tone.

"I need to go to the bathroom." The both said earning each a glare from each other. The teacher raised an eyebrow but said nothing. "Of course." he said and waved a hand. "Go, I don't care really." he mumbled out as the pair stood up and went out the classroom.

Shito and Chika Looked to their left Where Michiru was currently heading. Once Michiru entered the office door, the two boys sneaked up and looked through the window. Michiru was currently looking around, apparently the secretary had long gone by now. Weird...

Michiru considered her options:

1) Go into the principal's office

2) Wait until the secretary comes back and wait for further instructions.

Or 3) Leave.

She complied with the third option. She and the principal never really met eye to eye with one another... About to walk to the door, the principal's office door opened up. "Come in, Kita-san..." He said with a smile. Michiru gulped. _C-creepy... _she slowly backed away. "I-I think it would be best if we could... talk right here?" She said. The principal chuckled and came out. "Fine, fine..." He said with another chuckle, making her move closer to the door. The principal DID NOT chuckle...

"W-Well if you don't need anything, I'll be going now..." She started to open the door when the principle put a hand to it. "Oh no Michiru-chan. Not today." He looked at her with pure...blood lust. _'Zombie!'_Michiru thought in alarm. "Do you mind if I taste you?" He asked with an evil grin planted on his face. What should she do? No body but her and the principal were in this room. There was a real slim chance of her survival. _'Is this...the end?_' She thought with a gulp.

The principal took her arm and was about to take a bite until he felt a giant kick to the head. "Don't touch her you scumbag." Shito said with a gun in his hand. The principal's body shook with laughter. "You're going to pay for that Shito Tachibana! With your life!" He laughed as his secretary came out of his office.

She looked devoid of any life, like she was never alive to begin with. _'A puppet.'_Shito thought with a scowl on his face. "Did you make this?" He growled out as Michiru hid behind him. "And what if I did, a nice puppet I say? It would have to much trouble to fight you anyways." He smirked at how annoyed Shito was. The secretary came running to him her soul was gone, but her body was alive. He got into a shooting position, only to be beaten by Chika. "Chika-kun!" Michiru said making him scowl even more.

In one blow, Chika was able to kill the puppet, making it go limp and fall. Her soul was no longer here. No reason to try to purify it. "You're sick." Shito muttered. "Letting the corpse of your secretary do all your work."

"Like you should be talking!" he roared with laughter "If I'm correct, don't you use Michiru too? Tell me am I any better?" He looked at them as though they were the lowest life-forms in all of life. Shito scowled, "No, you're worse!!" Shito yelled angrily. He charged towards the man who easily dodged his attacks.

Shito shot him in the head only to hear more annoying laughter. "HAHAHAHAHA!! YOU CAN'T DEFEAT ME! I'VE GOT A CON--tract...?" As he was talking, both Shito and Chika took the time to ready themselves and kill him. Chika ran and stabbed him while Shito shot him with another bullet.

The principal fell to the ground as Chika started doing the funeral for him. "He'll be going to heaven. He's really a good guy; he was only being clouded by greed is all." Shito said. Michiru slowly came up behind the two of them and hug them both. "Thank you Shito-kun, Chika-kun!" She said with a smile. It almost made Shito smile too. Of course, it made Chika smile. "No problem, you just owe us 500 Yen!" He said triumphantly, only to get a glare from his gun wielding partner. "Uh, never mind, it's free!" He said. Michiru smiled "Well, we should get going to class now."

The two silently agreed not realizing, the fight had taken them the rest of the school day.

When the three came back, they all received a detention for skipping class. But Shito didn't really mind, He was able to see Michiru smile at him. So he guessed it was worth it. Yeah, probably was...

Chika Sneaked a glance at his partner and smiled. So he was experiencing love ay? This should get interesting.

Michiru looked at Chika and Shito, completely oblivious to the reason Chika was looking slyly at Shito whose mouth was upward to a small smile. Completely oblivious to their reasons, she came up with only one answer: Chika was gay and Shito was a pervert.

The teacher looked around the class and sighed. How interesting, killing the principal, who killed the secretary, and then using a sword to put his soul into heaven how interesting those three were. How very interesting...

Klutz: DONE WITH THE LONGER VERSION!

Chika: I AM NOT GAY!!

Shito: I AM NOT A PERVERT!!

Koy: Sure you aren't.

Yomi: I don't like this story...

Klutz: Oh well right?

Sasu: Can I LEAVE!?

Everyone: no.

Yuuta: Review! Review!

A/N: I tried revising t again. But I probably killed it even more... sorry. I don't want to revise it anymore. I'm not going to get a beta reader either. They kinda scare me. (No offense.) I'll just try my hardest. :) Sorry Lanna14, and anyone else completely horrified by my grammer. Really sorry. Oh and please don't review about my grammer mistakes either. thank you.

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Jealousy by Klutzilla01


Permanent Brand

**I don't know what came over me to write this. I was cleaning my room, listening to "Chain Ring" and it just popped to mind.**

**WARNING: implied character death.**

**DISCLAIMER: I do not own Zombie Loan or any of it's characters!**

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"Come on! Say my name!"

He was hanging by a thread, yet he insisted that the brunette _had_ to say his name, his permanent brand, to save him. Anyone else wouldhave thought it was stupid, ridiculous, but he thought it would work. He couldn't have imagined that he'd slip. The sword couldn't hold into the wall forever, then, with the slightest bit of crumbling debris, it came loose from the structure and taking the swordsman with it.

Falling, to fall /verb/ To come down freely under the influence of gravity, to descend.

"CHIKA!"

Oh, now he says it! Well, it's too late to save him now. At the very least he can finally insult the immortals intelligence. Looking up from his near slow motion fall, the golden eyed teen saw his rival's face contorted in shock and distress.

"Baka."

One last smile, then darkness, despair, tragedy.

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Permanent Brand by TwWereWolf


Exchange

There's... no yaoi here?

... I MUST FIX THAT!

I don't own Zombie Loan!

WARNING! Yaoi and smut!

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**Exchange**

Chika did not feel normal today.

Well, he never felt _normal_ per se... Just today he felt more not normal then usual. After waving off Michiru as he normally did the un-normal feeling increased. His stomach felt tight, filled with butterflies. His breathing seemed more labored. _Did I catch something?_ No, that wasn't likely. He wiped a bead of sweat that had, for some reason, formed on his forehead. Chika felt an unwanted urgency in getting back to his room.

_I wonder if Shito is feeling weird too._

Chika walked back to the dorm he called home and walked in without knocking. He expected Shito to be asleep, especially if he was feeling similarly to how he was feeling. Closing the door abrubtly behind him, he locked it as he usually did when the both of them were there.

His stomach tightened and he felt even more uncomfortable than before. Gripping at his stomach as in to try and loosen whomever's hold he looked up to the bed and expected to see Shito asleep.

He wasn't.

Chika _stared_, gaping at what he saw on _his_ bed.

Shito.

Shito was naked.

Shito was naked and _touching _himself.

The first thought was maddening, _he's... that's... Shito is..._

"What the Hell?! You bastard! That's _my _hand!" Shito only glanced at him with half-lidded eyes as he continued to stroke himself. He laid back on the sheets and caressed his chest with his hand as he pumped harder with Chika's.

The second thought was that of arousal. Chika couldn't take his eyes off Shito as he continued to jerk himself. The proof that he enjoyed watching was in his ever tightening pants.

The first thought came back and hit him full force. Glaring and growling at Shito who seemed lost in pleasure, Chika sat down next to his nude comrade and batted the hand away from the erection. Shito glanced over at Chika dazedly as he moved his hand, or rather the one that belonged to Shito, along the hard shaft.

Shito bit his lip to fight back a moan and watched with awe as Chika maneuvered around his member. He noticed Chika's other hand inching to his belt, and Shito smirked. He sat up and reached for Chika's belt buckle. Chika didn't really notice, or if he did he didn't mind, and just concentrated on working Shito's erection.

Shito reached deftly into Chika's boxers and pulled out his hardening erection. With Chika's hand he began to stroke it.

Chika gasped at the calloused fingers he knew as his own touching him. He tried to play it cool, not to moan or pant to loudly, but seemed to be failing miserably. In an attempt to hide his obvious enjoyment he buried his face into Shito's shoulder.

The two of them stroked eachother closer to the edge of climax. Both of them gripping the other as if to try and hang on to the ledge before falling into the pit of bliss. "Chi... ka...!" Shito panted out as he gripped Chika's member harder and pumped it faster.

"F-fuck... Shito.. I'm gonna...!" Chika bit into Shito's shoulder as he came, white liquid spurting from him as he moaned. The bite sent Shito over the edge as well, and he panted out Chika's name as he coaxed the last drops from his erection.

The two of them collapsed to the bed, gasping and considerably more sticky than before. It took a few moments before Chika finally spoke.

"Don't... use... my hand... for _that_... without my permission!" He said breathily.

Shito only stared hazily at him, "Your hand is rougher... it feels better..." He announced, as if to say 'that's my story and I'm stickin to it'. Chika wanted to sort out the whole situation in his head, but found he was far to sleepy now to dwell on it.

"Whatever..." He sighed and pulled to sheets up to their chins. "If you have my hand wait til I get there and switch with you."

Chika couldn't see, but Shito was _smiling._

_If it's attached to you, I don't mind having it touch me._

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Good Luther I fail so bad.

Sorry if you thought it sucked, just looked at the UTTER LACKING OF SMUT in this community. I took it upon myself to fix that.

And another note.

Is it mutual masturbation if it's just one of them with the other's hand or is it just self pleasure [gets hit by ectobullet

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Exchange by Frailty Collapse


Wo Ai Ni

"What?" Chika growled at Shito through a mouthful of udon.

"Nothing," Shito replied, turning to Michiru. "This udon is quite good, Miss Kita."

"Um, thank you," she murmured, hurrying away to get more food for Sotetsu, who was finishing his third bowl of udon.

Shito stood up and pushed in his chair. On his way out of the room, he paused briefly by Chika. He rested his hand on Chika's shoulder, causing the other zombie to jump.

"What are you doing?" Chika demanded.

"Wo ai ni, Akatsuki," he muttered.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"That's none of your business."

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Wo Ai Ni by ashimaru


Sweet

**Chikas sweet kiss.......I do not own the characters except for hikari. **

**She loves sweet things, candy, stuffed animals, and flowers. Shes not a Zombie and she doesnt have shinigami eyes, but she does have the ability to erase ones mind, though she dislikes it when asked she uses it. Her name is Hikari and she annoys Chika more than both Shito and the gopher. From her Expressionless pale face to her blood red eyes and short black hair, it all annoyed him actually it down right pissed him off and he didnt even know why. **

**She sat on the window sill eating candy sticks, everytime she took a bite it made a small crunch and that small crunch annoyed him. He noticed that every time she took a bite and it made that sound she would look at him, her face expressionless but her eyes seemed amused at his agitation. He looked away staring at the floor as he sat on the couch. The gopher was speaking to shito about something across the room, both were staring at him furthering his annoyance. Bye the looks of it they were waiting for something, which made him slightly suspicious. **

**Suddenly there was a rather loud crunch next to his ear, he turned and saw that Hikari was leaning over the back of the couch her lips next to his head as she slowly chewed her last stick candy. She stopped and looked at him, he only glared. She had done that on purpose, why does she seem to love annoying him. She blinked at him once with her large red eyes then gently pressed her lips against his own.**

**Chika felt his eyes widen and heat burst through his cheeks. She pulled back and stared at him.**

**"What the hell?" **

**She licked her lips,"Sweet" was her only words as she straightened up and slowly walked from the room. **

**Chika sat there frozen his cheeks stained red.**

**"Pffttt" **

**He looked over at shito and Michiru, Michiru was laughing at his expression while Shito was smirking.**

**"Did little Chika get his first kiss?" He said in a mocking tone.**

**Chika stocked out of the room and into the hall way, he leaned agaisnt the wall it had been his first kiss. He thought of her lips as he licked his own. He smiled as the same word came to mind.**

**"Sweet"**

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Sweet by sweetfiresnow


In my perspective - Grim Reaper

The great Grim Reaper lost his core and is now tagging along with the only living girl who could understand him. The one who has his eyes but using it subconsciously like a blind man with working eyes but keeps his eyes closed_. I'm pathetic_. The Grim Reaper thought as he got dragged along the air by the small girl. He let out a deep sigh before deciding to help the poor helpless idiots. "_You,_ _tell them to follow me_." He told the pink-haired girl. "Zarame-san.?" The girl sounded surprised as he pulled her by the neck. Her voice sounded so small. Like a mouse. "_I can sense where the zombie is! Come!_" He said impatiently but only the girl understood what he is saying. The others can only hear him squeaking. "T-That way?" Kita asked before letting out a yelp as the Grim Reaper pulled her towards the zombie.

In the end, no one in this group of incompetent idiots took down a zombie that he worked hard to look for. The Grim Reaper sighed as he floated near the sleeping girl. He inspected her face as she looked relaxed and for a brief moment, Zarame felt something besides the constant anger that fills his existence. He felt at peace. But then again, he remembered what happened in the bath earlier in the evening and it caused him to shudder.

He was just relaxing in the warm water and tuning out the noise coming from the girl when she suddenly grabbed his back. "You'll smell if you don't wash yourself well." She said as she starts scrubbing his body. "_Unhand me you flat-chested human! Or I shall slice your throat out and gouge your eyes before sending you to the depths of hell!" _He yelled angrily and the girl looked offended, squeezing him a little tightly. "Eh, what did you say?! You little..." She started to say but thankfully, another one of her human friends arrived distracting the girl from drowning him or squeezing him to death. The Grim Reaper felt violated and a headache is forming in his head as he floated half-dead on the warm water.

He snapped out of the memory and felt his expression darken. _I really am pathetic. I must be losing my touch. To lose my core to a human like that... And to feel so vulnerable without my core. I almost got killed by a pathetic human. This is a humiliation for the Grim Reaper._ Even in his weakened state, he could still summon a part of his power to fuel his anger. If only he had his full power back, he would slice the throat of the human who took his core and make sure he suffers for a long, long time. Then he looked up at the girl because she suddenly grabbed him and hugged him close to her chest in the middle of his angry rant. It seriously annoyed him at that moment to be this small enough to be used as a toy.

"Z-Za... rame-san..." The pink girl muttered asleep from above him. He let out a resigned sigh and settled to rest with the girl for this one night. He closed his eyes and let himself go to rest despite knowing that he could easily remove herself from her hug with the little power he retained.

He got rudely awakened by someone yelling from somewhere in the dorm. "I WILL NOT LOSE! I WILL WIIIIIIIIIIIN!" The Grim Reaper stared at the girl as she slowly opened her eyes and blinked several times. She sat up with surprise from the noise. "Chika...?" She rightly guessed. The Grim Reaper doesn't get what she finds appealing in the annoying zombie. If anyone asked him of his opinions about the zombie, he'll just cut the head off the zombie. It's a double win for him too because his annoying yelling will finally cease.

"I overslept..." She said before hurriedly get dressed for the day. Zarame, the great Grim Reaper, simply floated along the hallway to follow the small girl as she ran towards the dorm's kitchen where the gang is already settled.

Zarame settled on the girl's shoulder as she sat down and decided_. I guess, I'll observe this human with my eyes for a while. Her and this group of idiot might be my chance to get my core back. Until then, I shall wait patiently as I did for centuries._

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In my perspective - Grim Reaper by Alizariette