Infected

Summary: AU. In the world of KHR, Sawada Tsunayoshi is forced to team up with the much feared Namimori Disciplinary head, since everywhere had been infected with a virus, killing them and then turning them into the walking dead. 1827, 10069. Yaoi. T+. Not for the squeamish.

The Prompt: The world as we know it is engulfed in a zombie apocalypse. What do you do? Do you survive, or do you end up becoming a zombie? (Edited to fit KHR)

Note: Please read the end notes.

Chapter Seven

Hibari was waiting, waiting as Byakuran ended up in a fight with Jager over trying to crush Mukuro's neck, for Tsuna to wake up. The instant he had gotten to the antiviral gun, he hat injected it to the vein in Tsuna's neck and waited, still cradling him with gentle care as he heard the sound of walls cracking and people getting tossed about. He raised his head quickly when Byakuran skidded right past him and then a light was knocked out from Mukuro being tossed at it, the first thing he heard being Chrome whimpering in fear.

His turned round to stare, crimson eyes still glowing as a flare of purple energy flickering through the air and hit Jager in the head with a force that it gave Chrome the chance to crawl away, Mukuro appearing behind her and clutching at one of his eyes. Then moments after that, Byakuran was behind Mukuro, before he raised his hands to clap.

Two against one was one had a better chance of winning really, but with Chrome being there, it was hard to accurately.

Hibari wasn't going to do a thing though. He was going to sit with Tsuna until he woke it, even though it seemed kind of crazy.

Tsuna was dreaming. He was dreaming a pretty scene.

There was power, and lights had lit the night sky as snow fell down, falling on his nose and causing him to smiled as he burrowed into a scarf, perfectly warm, especially with Hibari right behind him, the only difference being he was wrapped up in warm clothes while Hibari was wearing nothing more than a shirt and jeans. He should be cold, but he had told Tsuna that he couldn't really feel the cold any more.

Tsuna didn't mind. As long as Hibari was happy, nothing really mattered to him much. Glancing behind himself, he saw Mukuro and Byakuran, linked arm and arm, with Chrome in the middle of them, her crimson eye looking upwards towards the sky as she laughed softly.

To Tsuna, it was probably the most beautiful sight he could ever dream of, yet to others, they would only be horrified and try to run away from the red stained snow and the dead, now frozen bodies littering the streets of Japan. It was like a nightmare really, but Tsuna was counting it as a beautiful sight.
Although, in this dream, he was vaguely wondering where Yamamoto and Gokudera and vanished off to, yet logically, they probably fled the country to be somewhere more safe. Tsuna was fine here. He had all these people who cared for him.

He laughed softly, feeling Hibari pick him up as he then looked to the side, watching a flock of zombies walk right past them, as if their own little family, and searched the ground for a another dead body they could probably gnaw on for a while for their food, yet never once did they look at Tsuna as if he was a meal. Maybe it was the influence Hibari was giving out that was making them keep their attention on someone else.

Tsuna laughed again and clung to Hibari happily as he then stopped, looking outside a building that he once lived in before he bowed his head.
"Rest in peace, Okaa-san... Otou-san..." he felt Hibari ruffling at his hair as he was then taken away from the house before he could see the bodies buried under the snow. He looked round at the bloodied walls and snow, wondering to himself quietly as he shook his head from the thoughts and closed his eyes.

He still had a home. With Hibari. At Namimori Middle. A nice new home for him that Chrome had so nicely cleaned up in her free time. Mukuro and Byakuran had taken to the art side of the building, since Chrome liked the art equipment over there. Tsuna had chosen to stick the the room Hibari had always liked- The disciplinary committee room, that was still the way they had left it.

Tsuna wanted to stay here forever...

Too bad his dream just wasn't allowing it.

Tsuna woke up with a start, and as he looked round the room, before his eyes widened when he saw Hibari laying somewhere across the other side of the room, as was Byakuran and Chrome, yet Mukuro was still going, panting harshly as vines shot up from everywhere.

Everyone was hurt, even though they were healing more quickly than what they would normally. Tsuna sat up slowly, wincing before he looked down to see a torn up shirt wrapped round his shoulder before he looked back up, noticing Hibari had torn most of his own shirt into pieces to help him stop bleeding. He blinked rapidly before looking back to Mukuro and Jager, before he paled when he saw Mukuro still suddenly, head bowing as he collapsed, blood pooling all over the floor.
Yet Jager hadn't moved from his spot.

"This is what happened when you overuse an ability when you've damaged the source to it," Tsuna was confused and then thought about what the hell Mukuro had hurt to cause his body to recoil and hurt itself suddenly.

… He his came back with nothing. Tsuna looked round quickly as he saw Jager approach Mukuro, his intent quite clear to kill Mukuro for being disobedient. Tsuna's attention was then brought to the antiviral gun sitting right next to him, eyes lighting up in thought as he picked it up and examined it quickly.

It could be changed into a dart gun. Tsuna messed with it for a moment and then looked up, pointing and shooting right before Mukuro had his head crushed, watching Jager pause when the dart hit itself in his arm and drained, before he hissed loudly.

"Little brat-" he then went quiet as he fell to his knees, the huge wave of power he had around him suddenly vanishing. Tsuna was blinking rapidly as Hibari raised his head, smirking widely as a flare of purple energy shot forward and hit Jager's head, causing his whole body to shoot back and the splatter against a wall, no trace of his body visibly found.

Tsuna then settled against a wall, brown hues still wide in shock as Hibari got up and stumbled, walking over to him before looking at Mukuro.

"Is he dead?" Tsuna was staring at Mukuro, his heart sinking as he clenched his fists.

"He c-can't be dead... Please don't say he's dead..." Tsuna mumbled softly, watching as Byakuran got up quickly, rubbing at his head before he saw Mukuro just laying there, his expression flashing just like that as he went over to him quickly, on his knees and lifting Mukuro carefully.

"Mukuro-kun...?" he got no response, and Byakuran bowed his head as Hibari then hugged Tsuna, who started crying straight away.

"Mukuro-san..."

"Big brother...?" everyone raised their heads to look at Chrome, whose now crimson eye was watering. "Big brother, wake up, y-you promised... you promised you'd be okay..."

Tsuna had his face hidden as Byakuran went through his pocket, pulling out a gun that had the opposite liquid from what Tsuna had, causing Hibari to glare at him.
"You're going to inject him with the virus again? Are you crazy?"

"Mukuro-kun is dead. It's the only thing that has a chance of bringing him back."

Tsuna was still crying in Hibari's shoulder as he sighed and nodded, making Byakuran hold Mukuro's bloodied body on his lap before injecting it, much to Chrome's displeasure, and then smirked when crimson eyes fluttered back up.

"Kufufu... I'm sure I just visited hell..." Byakuran was grinning widely as he hugged Mukuro to his chest, Chrome letting out a sigh of relief as she leaned against a wall. Tsuna raised his head and looked with wide eyes, before a smile crossed his face.

"Mukuro-san!" he got a weak wave, before Mukuro hummed.

"I'm tired... get me chocolate while I'm sleeping..." he then fell asleep as Byakuran hummed.

"I'll get you marshmallows~."

Hibari got to his feet, picking Tsuna up with him as he looked round.

"We should leave. I think Bermuda fled."

Tsuna nodded and then closed his eyes, snuggling into Hibari as he fell asleep, much to his surprise. Hibari was wondering how the hell he could be sane when he was one of the humans left in Japan- soon he would be, from what he knew, Gokudera and Yamamoto were heading over to Italy, yet Hibari had no interest in leaving Japan now.

Nor was Tsuna.

Tsuna was staring upwards, where the snow fell, from the room he was sitting in at Namimori Middle. He was wrapped in blankets, listening to small clinks and clanks as Byakuran messed with the power, hot cocoa in his hands as he smiled softly, leaning on Hibari gently for warmth. Chrome was sitting in the corner, reading a book with the low candlelight happily as Mukuro chose to rearrange furniture to Byakuran could get to the electricity sockets.

Everyone Tsuna cared for was right at his side. Sure, his mother and father, Kyoko and Haru... they weren't here, but oddly enough, Tsuna didn't feel the need for them to be there was because he knew he would be happy with who was here.

"...Kyoya?" Tsuna spoke softly, turning his head to stare at crimson orbs as they looked down at him. "Why did you save me? You could have kept most of it to make yourself human again..."

"What would be the point in that?" Hibari spoke, leaning his head on Tsuna's soft brown locks. "I still think humanely. I would rather use it to make sure you were human than making myself something that I near enough am right now."

Tsuna blinked, opening his mouth to speak, but then paused when lights flickered on, lighting on the building as Mukuro started chuckling merrily, looking round himself as Byakuran came through the back exit, wiping at his head with a toolbox in his left hand.

"I'm glad I was always good at physics~," Byakuran hummed and then sat down, stretching his legs out. "What's for dinner waifu~?"

Tsuna laughed at Mukuro's expression, Chrome smiling and giggling happily as she looked about, folding the page in her book as she watched then throw comments at one another, before she spoke up.

"Big brother, you never told me you were getting married~."

Then Chrome ended up in the whole 'Calling Mukuro waifu' discussion as Tsuna chose to nuzzle into Hibari happily, closing his eyes as his brown locks were stroked before opening them back up as he stared at the zombies walking round the streets, attacking one another and tearing limbs off one another before eating into them. Tsuna wasn't really affected by it now as he covered his head with a blanket, causing Hibari to stare at him oddly before kissing the smaller brunettes head gently.

"If you're tired, then go to sleep-"

"Aren't the lights outside pretty, Kyoya?" Hibari blinked, and then looked out at the street-lights illuminating the area before looking back to Tsuna. "It's just... been a long time since I've seen them..."

Hibari looked at him still and then cuddled him close.

"Very pretty, Tsunayoshi."

Tsuna would never know Hibari was actually aiming it at him, instead of the lights.

Bonus

"A-Author-san! Why did you have to write about that? It was horrible! Why did we have to run away from things that wanted to e-eat us and then made got me t-tossed of a building... t-then throw me a-at hordes and-"

"Shut up~," a click of the tongue, and then a fold of the arms from a curly haired female who was clearly 'Author-san'. "Anyway, I came here to tell you something interesting!"

Hibari, Tsuna, Mukuro, Byakuran and Chrome looked at her, Gokudera and Yamamoto oddly absent.

"What is it herbivore?"

"Kufufu... this should be interesting..."

"I would rather be spending time with Mukuro-kun~."

A glare from the curly haired author then silenced them as she then smiled brightly.

"Did you know that I might write a sequel for this simply to make Tuna suffer?"

"T-Tuna? WAIT, WHY DO I HAVE TO SUFFER?"

"Herbivore, watch it-"

The author then wrote in her lovely little laptop, and then Hibari passed out at her feet, causing Tsuna to squeak and cower back.

"Never underestimate the author. I could make anything happen right now," everyone chose to back off at this point, and then the author smiled happily as she wrote in the book, making Tsuna give puppy eyes and look at every reader cutely.

"Ano... please leave a review so Author-san knows whether or not she should write a sequel..."

Cue those fan girl squeals and grabby hands. The authoress then smirked and then skipped off happily.

Trolled.

A/N: Please take the time to read this note.

I wrote this story to prove a point to people that someone who has had learning difficulties throughout most of their life can do what they dream. Sure, they might take a little longer than everyone else, but it doesn't matter. As long as that its what they truly dream, it'll happen.
Through my whole life, I'm been mentally incapable of focusing on anything, thus I was never really smart. After watching animation, I had a dream to become a manga writer, which eventually turned into writing- but obviously, I wasn't smart. Yet with the encouragement of others, I started writing, originally it was the story 'Numb', but then it led to this one, and to be honest, I'm surprised I even wrote a chapter for it everyday. I thought after writing the first chapter, it was going to rot in the computer somewhere, yet it didn't

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