My body trembled with excitement and the ecstasy that came with killing as my wooden blade swept through the air like a knife through butter. My eyes widened with delight as the bokken met a skull, and shattered it. Blood sprayed the side of my blade, dripping off the blunt edge as I stalked past the hordes of creeping undead. A savage grin spread across my face as I struck down a few more undead with the wood sword, and then continued down the hallway.

Other people were passing by, students and faculty, all desperate and afraid. Their eyes were wide and delirious, and it was clear that some of them had lost their minds. That was no real surprise. They were desperate and afraid because all hell had broken loose… I chose to pay them no attention; trying to help them would be a waste of my time. Was I the only one in the entire school who wasn't afraid? Call me crazy, I wouldn't deny it, but now really wasn't the time to be panicking. We could freak out later when we weren't in a zombie-infested, crowded school.

Blood dripping in torrents from my bokken, my eyes scanned the hallway for any more undead. When I found none I increased my speed, practically racing down the hall with sudden desperation. I needed to go faster.

She would be one of those scared people, which meant she was in terrible danger.

Everything was as I expected when I burst into the school infirmary. She was there, of course, standing behind her desk and watching one of my fellow student's try and protect her, and fail horribly. Instead of fighting the undead, the boy's throat was being ripped apart by one of Them.

A single thought ran through my mind. Pathetic.

I dashed forward, crushing the skull of one of the monsters that were tearing into him. It all happened quickly. There was a relatively large group of them inside, but I struck each zombie down again and again until nothing remained except an impressive-sized heap of corpses. I made relatively quick work of them, delighted in the way crimson erupted with every single downward stroke of my wooden sword. My upper body was soaked with blood.

Settling down was difficult. To me, the sensation of killing so freely was almost orgasmic…it wasn't something I was able to feel every day. Even so, the fight was over. Panting heavily, I licked my lips and sighed pleasantly, before turning to stare at the other two people in the room. The woman I came here to save, and the one I desired more than anything, was staring at me with a look of pure horror.

Multiple emotions rushed through me at the sight of her fearful eyes. Embarrassment and guilt. No doubt, in her eyes, these creatures were still human. I forced the uncomfortable emotions back, and rage soon replaced it. Who did she think she was acting like I hadn't just saved her ass? I shook with a sudden rush of rage, and instead of accidentally letting it out at her, I turned my eyes to the boy who was currently dying on the ground.

Blood flowed like a river from the wound on his neck. I didn't have to look at the wound to know he was going to die. He had been bitten and that meant death itself. Or rather, undeath. Even if he hadn't been bitten I would have arranged it so that he died anyways. There wasn't any room for someone who might take Shizuka Marikawa away from me. I avoided looking at said nurse.

I was sure I wouldn't be able to take it. I wouldn't be able to stand seeing her sexy body painted with red, and Shizuka herself so utterly afraid...Her lip would probably be quivering and her eyes would probably be full of tears. I wouldn't be able to stop myself from ripping her clothes off right then and there, bending her over her own desk, placing my hands on her hips, and fucking her with all my strength until she was screaming my name and dripping down my cock.

My mouth watered. I wanted to make her mine more than anything. I focused on the boy to take my thoughts away from doing just that.

He was so pathetic. He was unable to protect a woman as was a "man's duty", at least the duty he probably thought a man had. "My name is Saeko Busujima. I'm the captain of the Kendo Club, a sophomore." He shuddered as he clutched at the side of his neck. Blood poured between his fingers, coating them a grisly scarlet. "What's your name?"

"Ishii...Kazu," He whispered in response, twitching, pain etched across his pimpled face. I felt a very tiny twinge of pity, but more than that, some bloodlust. I wanted to kill again. Especially a pathetic little thing like him. I forced myself to calm down and stopped myself from shaking with anticipation. My mouth watered. Damn it! I want to kill him! Right in front of Shizuka. I want to see the fear plagued expression on her face afterward. Only to comfort her and hold her close and show her that I'm not a bad person. The idea was so appealing. My blood felt deliriously hot at that moment and I wondered vaguely if I was sweating.

"It was very brave of you to protect Miss Marikawa," I forced out and I wasn't lying about that part. It made me insanely jealous to think that if he hadn't been here to protect her then Shizuka could have died. In other words, I had failed to protect her. I bit my lip so hard it hurt. It pissed me off so much! I'd kill them all. Zombies, pathetic little boys like this, and anyone else who stood in my way!

I clenched my fists together tightly and licked my lips. This had to happen soon, not just because I was bloodthirsty but because I might not have much time before he turned, and I wanted to kill him while he was still in his right mind. "You and I both know what happens when you get bitten Ishii. I can end it now. Quickly and less painfully, and you can die with honor." He seemed to like that idea, but he hesitated. I narrowed my eyes. "Or I can kill you after you turn, when you're hungry for flesh like these motherfuckers and virtually brainless." I pointed at the heap of undead corpses littering the nurse's office. My lips twisted up into a grin only he could see, do to Shizuka being behind me. He trembled as he heard the second choice.

The nerdy looking boy trembled, clutching at the bleeding wound on his throat. He avoided my eyes. "Kill me now."

Good choice. I stood; this was going to be over quickly, and this "mercy kill" was going to be very enjoyable. I raised the bokken, grinning at the sight of him starting to tremble with fright. His eyes locked onto mine. There was so much fright in the depths of his eyes. It excited me, invigorated me. I brought my bokken down with as much force as I could muster. It collided with his skull and made a sickening crack. It was an amazing sound. I almost wished he'd survived it so I could hit the bastard again but no, he was completely dead.

For a second, I stared at this corpse. Then, I pulled away and I turned to where Shizuka stood.

Like I had predicted, the school nurse was staring at me like I was a maniac. Maybe I was but that was what separated me from the rest of my peers. It was the reason I would survive this horrible ordeal and they would not. Shizuka's cerulean eyes were wide as saucers, glistening with a thick layer of tears which poured freely down her cheeks. She was so cute… I wanted to bury my fingers in her golden blond hair at that moment, or grip those huge tits and hold her against me to comfort her. I took a step forward, and in return she stepped away, the back of her legs hitting her desk. I ignored her fear.

"Stay away," she whispered, her hands covering her mouth. I didn't have time for this. I raised my bokken and wiped it off on her shirt, sighing softly as I did so. Her lips parted cutely as the side of the wooden blade pressed against her breasts. "S-Stop that, y-you murderer! You killed him..."She whispered. "He could have lived...I could have saved him," She said, still in hysterics. I sighed, setting my bokken down on her desk.

"Shut up, Shizu."

"What did you just call me!? You're a murderer, don't act like we're friends or familiar with each other!" Already I'd enough of her blabbering. I grabbed her by the hair and crushed our mouths together forcefully. My heart pounded with excitement and arousal as I felt her lips for the first time. Her eyes shot wide, but she didn't struggle. She didn't exactly kiss me back either. I didn't expect her to, but just as I predicted she went silent. I pulled away, breathing hard. I never knew lips so soft even existed. I was sure I had an erection, and not for the first time, I was grateful for the fact that I was wearing uniform pants instead of a skirt.

"Just be quiet," I whispered in her ear, my tone dangerous and warning. Her bottom lip quivered but she nodded fearfully. "There's no need for you to be so scared. I protected you. I had to kill him. It was for your safety. He would have changed, and he would have killed you, Shizuka. I'll continue to protect you. I swear I will," I ran a finger down her cheek, smiling wide. She gazed at my face, and I was grateful when the fear left her eyes. I sighed when sorrow replaced the terror and the nurse buried her face in my neck, sobbing.

She was being far too loud. We probably didn't have too much longer but I wanted this moment to last longer anyways. Her massive breasts strained against my chest and I inhaled her perfume. She smelled of so many delicious things. My erection strained against my pants. I was painfully hard, and the thought of pulling away from this embrace distressed me.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, running my fingers through her hair. I won't let anything take you from me. I'll kill death itself to keep you safe and alive. "I'm here to protect you, Shizu."

Shizuka pulled back, and gazed into my eyes, her own huge and bright. A small smile had broken out on her face. So cute! I was desperate to maintain control of my lust, but she was making it terrifyingly difficult. I forced my desire back and pulled away, panting. For a moment, we were both silent.

"As much as I'd like to sit here hugging all day, we need to go." I could hear Them outside the nurse's office. The longer we stayed in the school, the more dangerous it became.

"Let me get supplies," Shizuka whispered. I forced back a sigh but nodded.

"Just be quiet," I muttered. The school nurse nodded and hurried over to her shelves, grabbing a bag from beside her desk. She immediately began to sift through her stuff. Meanwhile, I was left to simply stand there, watching through the broken-down doors of the nurse's office They crept closer and closer. Hurry up. My eyes widened when something hit the ground with a loud clang. I looked over to see Shizuka with a guilty expression on her face. She had dropped a coffee cup, and the shattering of the porcelain was amazingly loud. The undead were looking up, and groaning hungrily. They shambled down the hallway, closer to the nurse's office by the second.

I braced myself, gripping my bokken with one hand, and Shizuka's arm with my other. "Let's go." I smirked as They entered the office, groaning deeply. This was going to be fun!