Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Love for a Zombie ❯ chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
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the meeting of the Hizumi and the zombies that are working to keep people alive.
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the meeting of the Hizumi and the zombies that are working to keep people alive.
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This is a just a work of personal,&nb sp;any resemblance to anyone alive or d ead, or similar names are
just co incidental
The sky was dark; an oran ge-black glow covered the city. The shadow&nb sp;hangs over the tallest
building like a mother’s arm on her child&aci rc;€™s shoulder. This once beautiful, s mall town was now a barren
waste me tropolis. The American government had rounded ;up all of the infections, to try and&nb sp;stop the
disease from spreading. A&n bsp;figure sat a top a roof, across from him a news station talked about the&nbs p;
epidemic the United States was facing, ;and that they now had 97 confirmed coun tries that had the
disease. That w as all that was allow to be announce&nbs p;to the public.
The figure smirk ed, in the living room the lights cut&nb sp;off. Singling that the scientist was going to
bed, he jumped from his perch&n bsp;and landed silently on the window shill.& nbsp;A quick check to make sure that
the man had left the window unlocked. Then the figure went through the window with the grace of a
cat. He sat&nbs p;there in a crouch in the living room&n bsp;waiting for a sign. Finally after what&nb sp;seemed liked an hour
the figure stood up. He moved perfectly in the dark,&nbs p;like he knows where everything was. Ok&n bsp;got
through the window, now to get&n bsp;into the office. Those Americans probably ;pissed themselves when they
learned they&nbs p;weren’t the only ones with in fections. The figure slipped into the off ice door, and went
straight to the desk. Luck was on his side. The& nbsp;scientist had left his planner open, and what do you know
it held exactly&n bsp;what the figure wanted.
;
December 1, 1018
&nb sp;Scientist conference: the infection.
A ;perfect chance to see what they going t o do: watch them do what the stupid&n bsp;Americans were
doing. Rounded up a ll those poor stupid infections, such a shame. The figured walked out of the ;office
and straight out the door. The&n bsp;street light covered him in a harsh light, and in the distant the figure
heard Big Ben go off. The figure looke d up and smiled, showing off pointed tee th. It was going to be a
perfect Christmas.
Chapter 1
London was beautiful, so perfect. The sm all boy couldn’t believe that h e got the chance to be
here. A ;turn of the head made multi-colored lock&nbs p;fall in his face. He huffed, why could n’t they stay in
place? &a circ;€œOto! Hurry up!†The boy&n bsp;spun around. “Coming Sakura!â&e uro; The address girl just huffed. She w asn’t
happy to be here, bu t seeing as how she didn’t ;like anything it wasn’t a big& nbsp;deal. The boy followed his
pinked h air sister, why did she dye it pink?& nbsp;to the cab.
He skipped the&nbs p;last couple of steps to the cab. &acir c;€œHizumi! Please be careful.†The older women
said, scared that her&nb sp;little boy would hurt himself. Hizumi just smiled at his mother and jumped into&nb sp;the
cab. Getting the window seat, he& nbsp;smirked at Sakura while she just huffed& nbsp;aging. His mother sighed and
gave t he cab driver the address to their new&n bsp;apartment. The multi-color boy looked out ;the window and
lost his breath.
Standing there, lending on a buildin g was a man, whose dark eyes were l ock on his own light
brown ones. Hi zumi felt his heart stop when the dark&n bsp;man smirked. A tongue came out to li ck at his lips.
A small chill came& nbsp;down the young boy’s back. ;He turned his head to look at his mother, keeping an eye
on the man, and realized that the man was not lookin g at HIM, but his sister who sat ne xt to him. Hizumi
felt liked he was just crushed by a car, leaning forward& nbsp;to get his iPod from his bag, green black and
purple came into vision, ;but this time the young man just left&n bsp;them there. Not feeling too good now.&nbs p;
What the young boy didnâ& euro;™t notice was the dark glaze was&n bsp;focused not on his sister, not on hi s
face, but his hair, trying to see through the curtains of multi-colors, to&nbs p;get another look at the pink,
hopeful& nbsp;baby soft, lips that made him pay a ttention to the young boy in the first&n bsp;place.
Nose, nose. That&acir c;€™s all he hared! NOSE! Should&nbs p;I eat this, what this taste liked? Oh& nbsp;look at that
meat. MMM! Why&n bsp;couldn’t they shut up! It w as all the poor person heard. A crash,&n bsp;than a curse. Wait
that isnâ&eur o;™t in my head. Someone’s&nbs p;here. The person looked around the room that he been hiding in since
the&n bsp;nose started. A tall man came into v iew, with a smirk on his face showing&nb sp;point teeth. The only
thought the poo r infection had before his head was take n from his body was he smells like&nb sp;death.
Miyavi hated the smell of infections. They smelt not quite like d eath, but more of rotting flesh.
He ;walked down the streets of London, trying&nb sp;to not stiff at his person. He was&nb sp;not quite an infection,
but enough of one to give out a small smell, jus t enough to let other know he is on e, but not enough to
let humans kno w.
His phone vibrating in hi s pocket tock his mind away from thought s about how he smells. The
black ha ir man sighed, turning to lend against t he building reaching into his pocket to answer when out
of the top of his&n bsp;black eyes, he saw a flash of pink.& nbsp;He turned, forgetting about his phone, t o focuses on
the pink thing that ca ught his eye.
A small boy was the fist thing that he saw. ;Miyavi notice that he wasn’t t he pink thing he saw,
but now he&nb sp;didn’t care about that. All of him, alive and undead, was on the&nbs p;multi-color boy with big
brown eyes. < i>Their like doe’s eyes. So big and so beautiful. The man thought h is heart had really stopped
when said&nb sp;eyes looked on to his. So pure.&nbs p;
Small pretty pink lips parted an d showed a paler pink tongue surrounded by small white teeth.
His own tong ue came out to lick his lips, and t hen all of the sudden the boy turn to the front and then
lend forward, ;blocking his view of that pretty face, and more importantly those pink lips. < br>
It was then he notice that his phone was still ringing, and that passi ng-buyers were staring at
him. Miyavi gr owled as the car pulled away.
&nbs p;
“What do you want?â€&nb sp;
“Wow. What ticked y ou off?â€
â&euro ;œYou. Now what did you call for?â ;€
“I looked up&n bsp;what scientists are going to be at t he conference. They are having every scientis t
from around the world coming he re. Don’t know why they want&nb sp;to hold it here. But it makes our&nbs p;jobs
easy. Did you take care of L uke?â€
Miyavi sighed, resisting the urge to sniff himself. â& euro;œYeah I did, poor follow, canâ&eu ro;™t believe it hit him
like that . Shocked his wife that his partially in fection changes to a full one, right bef ore he tore her head
off. Clean up& nbsp;the mess he made and burn the build ing. Speaking of which here comes the fi re trucks.â€
Miyavi patted& nbsp;himself on the back for being able to make his boss sigh and growl at the same
time. The phone cut off wi th list is at your house. He&nbs p;put his phone back in his pocket befor e heading
home. As if it had its&nb sp;own will his mind brought a picture t o the forefront, the image of a multi-ha ir color
boy with big brown eyes. A sigh came from him, what he wouldn&acir c;€™t do to know the name of that boy.
Hizumi jumped on his bed, happy it wa s a soft as it looked. He could tot al get some good sleep
here, and as he turn to look up at his ceiling, a very naughty image came to him.&nb sp;Hizumi was panting,
naked, with another&nb sp;naked body on top of him. The body&nb sp;was that of the man he saw earlier,&n bsp;and he lend
down to his-†œHizumi! Get your butt in here!†the multi-color boy was off his bed&nbs p;and in the living room in
two sec onds. A blush stand his checks. †œYes?†His mother took a good&nb sp;look at him, as if she could tell&nbs p;
what he had been thinking. â€&oe lig;What would you like for dinner? Home ;or out?†“I want to&nbs p;go out. I mean
it’s our& nbsp;first night here, and you want to e at in?†It must be Sakura†™s time of the month or something. ;
“Hizumi?†“We& nbsp;can go out,†and while his m other nodded, he started back to his roo m, “I’m going back&nbs p;
to my room and start to unpack or take a quick nap before dinner.†Before his mother or sister could say&n bsp;
anything he was gone.
Hi zumi released his breath the second his door was closed. He crawled into bed, fu lly clothed,
and curled up into a l ittle ball, like a new born kitten. T his bed is too big for just me. The image of the
man came back, an d Hizumi forced it out. He was lookin g at Sakura! Not me. Please donâ€& trade;t let him back in
my thoughts. And Hizumi was out like a light. & nbsp;
Running, running, why am I& nbsp;running? “Come here little b oy. Don’t you want to play ;with me?â€
Hizumi kept running, knowing that even if this was a dr eam, he had to run. The man behind him will kill
him if he slowed down at all. Why do I keep having t his nightmare? It wasn’t fair,&nb sp;why couldn’t Sakura’s&nb sp;
boyfriend just want her, not her brot her too? Hizumi turn the corner and ran& nbsp;into a brick wall. Why!? He
backed up hoping to have enough time to& nbsp;turn around, when the wall pulled him&nb sp;closer. What? Walls
don’t&nbs p;have arms. The multi-color boy looked up and saw to his shock the man from& nbsp;the street, and he
was looking just as shocked as Hizumi.
“Well, not that I mind ;having you in my arms, but why do you look so frighten?†Before Hizumi&n bsp;
had the chance to answer Mick ;was behind them. “Get your han ds off my boy!†the stranger push ed
Hizumi behind him and faced Mick ;head on. “Make me.†Was the taunt that came answered the mad&nb sp;
man. Mick growled, “H izumi get over here.†The stranger&nbs p;made a funny sound, a cross between a& nbsp;purr
and a growl. “Hizumi. Sounds beautiful. Now Hizumi Iâ€&trade ;m sorry for this.†The man turn& nbsp;around and forced
his hand into Hiz umi’s chest, and—
Hizumi shoot up, breathing heavy a nd eyes going everywhere, trying to find ;what woke him.
“Get up! W e are leaving.†His brown eyes me t his sister’s fake blue ones.& nbsp; He nodded his head, and got
u p. That dream was weird. I donâ&euro ;™t usually have people I’ve&n bsp;seen in my dreams. He walked behind&n bsp;his
mother and sister to the cab,&nb sp;and he sounded real, not like I pu t him there, but he did it himself. ;Maybe
he was over thinking it. Yeah that right let’s just forget&n bsp;about it.
Miyavi woke&n bsp;to find himself with a creak in his& nbsp;neck. He set up and realized it was form sleeping
on his desk. He glan ced around as if looking for something. He had this itch at the back of his mind, like
something that was supposed& nbsp;to be here wasn’t, and Miy avi was trying to figure out what. The&n bsp;small
multi-color hair boy flashed throug h his mind. That was it. His apartment&n bsp;was missing that little boy.
Keep ;looking, cause there is no way that lit tle kitty is going to be here. ;
A growl came from nowhere and&nbs p;at fist Miyavi thought it was an infec tion, but it wasn’t, it was&nbs p;
his stomach, it wanted food. The dark& nbsp;hair man laughed to himself, as he walked out into the streets.
Not caring& nbsp;where he went, just letting his feet&nbs p;take him where they wanted. He ignored ;the world as he
walked, as a half& nbsp;infection the urge to eat meat was strong, but since he was still half huma n, he didn’t
want uncooked ;meat. I wouldn’t mind eating&nbs p;the boy’s uncooked meat. Bet it’s real tasty, and juicy. Bit e
down and the fluid will flow down our throat. You know you thought about& nbsp;it too.
Miyavi basined those&n bsp;thoughts, as it wasn’t the time to be think about all the evil ;things he
wanted to do to the boy. But his infection side was right, he&nb sp;did want a piece of that boys-â&euro ;œHizumi, I
can’t believe ;you!†Hizumi? That was the name from the dream, Miyavi glance o ver to where the voice
came from an d there he was, sitting next to a p ink girl, and an older lady. He looked&n bsp;over and was happy
that there was&nb sp;a table empty, perfect for him to loo k at Hizumi. “What?â€&nb sp;Oh his voice was doing very
naughty&n bsp;things to Miyavi’s body. Can& acirc;€™t wait to make him mine-keep dreaming.
“I&n bsp;mean you order a veggie pizza. Why?â ;€ “I told you Sakura, I&n bsp;am trying to be a vegetarian. I
know it’s hard for you to ;understand, I just can’t eat m eat, at this point.†Sakura just huffed, and a mean
look came upon& nbsp;her face. “Will if you can ’t eat meat, how are you g oing to satisfy your man.†The cr uel
smirk grow as Hizumi froze, and ;her mom chock on her water. â€&oe lig;Sakura! Don’t you say stuff ;like that to
your brother!†The& nbsp;pink hair girl just shrugged.
&nbs p;
Hizumi looked in between his mom and&n bsp;sister, hurt that she would say something like. His eyes
meet with another p air and the world stopped. It was the&nb sp;man from the street, and his dream. T he man
looked at him, smiled, and t hen lick his lips and blew Hizumi a ;kiss. The multi-color boy blushed and
s hyly smiled back, and the look on the&nb sp;man’s face became, almost predato r. “I can do whatever the hell I
want!†and with that Sakura stood up and walked to the bathro om. “Young lady don’t& nbsp;you walk away
from me.†His& nbsp;mother followed right after her.
< hr>
Hizumi looked after them, shocked t hat they just left him here, all by ;his self. “Not a loving
f amily I take it.†The voice was&n bsp;husky, and almost like a growl. Hizumi&nb sp;looked up shyly, and saw the man
sitting in Sakura’s place. â& euro;œSometimes they are.†He hated&n bsp;how soft and weak his voice came out , but the
man didn’t seem& nbsp;to care. “My names is Miya vi, my I have the honor of your nam e?†“It’s Hizum i.†Miyavi
picked up his hand&nbs p;and put a kiss to it. “A name perfect for a little kitty.â&euro ; “What?â€
Mi yavi looked up at him, and smirked, not& nbsp;cruel like Sakura’s, but more&n bsp;loving, if you could call it
that.&n bsp;“It just when I saw you&nbs p;earlier, you looked like a kitten, that&nbs p;had just found where the toys where at. It was cute in my opinion.â&euro ; “Well think you, wait earlier , you mean like this morning?†&a circ;€œOf course my
little kitty. Do you mind if I call you that.â&e uro; Hizumi shock his head, and smiled a t Miyavi, thankful for his
sister and&nb sp;mother leaving. “I donâ€&tr ade;t mind at all.†Miyavi smirked&nbs p;back, looking just like a predator that&nbs p;just
caught its prey. “Good.& acirc;€
The man, Miyavi, sta red at Hizumi a look in his eyes th at he only seen once, and that time ;
Hizumi didn’t want any attenti on form that man. Hizumi shivered at the thought of Mick. Miyavi noticed
this&nb sp;and growled silently. “Are you&nb sp;cold? Or is there something bothering you? †the little boy looked up
a t the half infection, not knowing the ma n could smell his fear. “Just&n bsp;thought of a bad thing, no need to&n bsp;
worry.†The man frowned, knowing&n bsp;that his little kitty was not telling&nbs p;him the truth. Hizumi smiled at
him,&n bsp;hoping to distract him form the lying.&nb sp;All of the sudden Miyavi’s h ead snapped to the left. A quite
cr use lifts his lips. “Sorry litt le kitty, I have to go. I hope to&n bsp;see you later.†“Bye&acir c;€
Hizumi watched the man walk acr oss the street to a man that was li mping around. Miyavi
touched the man on& nbsp;the shoulder, and helped walk down the&n bsp;road. That was so sweet. A giggle& nbsp;left his
lips and it was about ;that time his mother and sister came ba ck. Sakura looked pissed off, and his mother sad. “Honey I want yo u to know that the reason that Sakura&nb sp;was mean to you†more than use†is
because Mick broke up with her.†Hizumi just looked&n bsp;at them, that was the reason that hi s sister said
something so wrong and&nbs p;hurtful to him? His brown eyes sharpen ;at Sakura. That was good enough for
him. The pizza came and they eat in&nb sp;silent. Nobody said a word. His mother&nbs p;because she had no idea as
to how to fix things; his sister because of&nb sp;her anger and Hizumi because his mind ;was on Miyavi, and
nothing else.
Miyavi walked with the old man, looking& nbsp;like he was helping him, when he wa s moving the man
away from Hizumi. The old man was an infection, and would& nbsp;have killed him had Miyavi not got to him
first. A growl worked up his throat, this infection’s death ;was going to be painful. This infection ;took him
away from his little kitty.&nb sp;
Miyavi found a nice&nbs p;place away from humans, and pushed the ;infection into the alley-way. That
was the push that the infection needed to sn ap. It turned around, teeth and hands ou t, and started
toward him. Miyavi put&nb sp;out his hand and stop the infection. “Listen well, infection, you took&nb sp;me away
from my kitty. I didnâ& euro;™t like that, and now Iâ€&tr ade;m pissed off. So you have to pay.&ac irc;€ The tall man brought his
foot up and pushed the infection back. As&nb sp;it stumbled its ankles snapped and it ;fell to the ground. Miyavi
was on it before it could move. He pulled back& nbsp;his lips, showed his sharp teeth, and&nb sp;buried them in the
infectionâ€&trade ;s neck.
The dying infection screamed a loud horrifying scream that echoed around them. The killer
moved one of his hands to the infectionâ€&t rade;s mouth, to stop the noise. After m aking sure that no sound was
coming,&nbs p;and that he had a good grip of th e neck of the prey Miyavi pulled his&nbs p;head to the side and back.
Ripping&nbs p;the neck open and making black blood f ly from the infections mouth. What the k iller was doing
was a lesser used w ay of killing the infections. It was a&n bsp;method that very few of the half inf ections used,
because it put them in&nbs p;a position to ingest the blood of a&nb sp;full infection, which if they take too&nbs p;much in
could turn them into a fu ll infection.
Miyavi stood up&nbs p;and spat out the flesh from the neck.& nbsp;He watched as the infection bleed out&nb sp;on
the floor. His inner infection gro wling for more pain, its host smiled a&n bsp;serial killer smile and moved his
fo ot over the infection’s stomach.&nbs p;He brought it down on the infection ha rd, causing the infection to let
out&nbs p;another scream. He watched as the infection bleed out, laughing as it dies. < br>
He looked down at his cloths, and sighed, they were bloody. There was no way in hell that he
was going&nb sp;back to see Hizumi with blood on him. He walked out of the alley way lea ving the infection to
be found, either&n bsp;by a homeless person, or one of the& nbsp;police. Miyavi walked home, hoping for a shower,
and then a nice dream of&n bsp;his little kitty. I want him in o ur bed. I know you do, but you a re going have to
wait. After a&n bsp;goods night rest, the half infection will go looking fro Hizumi, and to his infection’s hope,
know about th e boy.
just co incidental
The sky was dark; an oran ge-black glow covered the city. The shadow&nb sp;hangs over the tallest
building like a mother’s arm on her child&aci rc;€™s shoulder. This once beautiful, s mall town was now a barren
waste me tropolis. The American government had rounded ;up all of the infections, to try and&nb sp;stop the
disease from spreading. A&n bsp;figure sat a top a roof, across from him a news station talked about the&nbs p;
epidemic the United States was facing, ;and that they now had 97 confirmed coun tries that had the
disease. That w as all that was allow to be announce&nbs p;to the public.
The figure smirk ed, in the living room the lights cut&nb sp;off. Singling that the scientist was going to
bed, he jumped from his perch&n bsp;and landed silently on the window shill.& nbsp;A quick check to make sure that
the man had left the window unlocked. Then the figure went through the window with the grace of a
cat. He sat&nbs p;there in a crouch in the living room&n bsp;waiting for a sign. Finally after what&nb sp;seemed liked an hour
the figure stood up. He moved perfectly in the dark,&nbs p;like he knows where everything was. Ok&n bsp;got
through the window, now to get&n bsp;into the office. Those Americans probably ;pissed themselves when they
learned they&nbs p;weren’t the only ones with in fections. The figure slipped into the off ice door, and went
straight to the desk. Luck was on his side. The& nbsp;scientist had left his planner open, and what do you know
it held exactly&n bsp;what the figure wanted.
;
December 1, 1018
&nb sp;Scientist conference: the infection.
A ;perfect chance to see what they going t o do: watch them do what the stupid&n bsp;Americans were
doing. Rounded up a ll those poor stupid infections, such a shame. The figured walked out of the ;office
and straight out the door. The&n bsp;street light covered him in a harsh light, and in the distant the figure
heard Big Ben go off. The figure looke d up and smiled, showing off pointed tee th. It was going to be a
perfect Christmas.
Chapter 1
London was beautiful, so perfect. The sm all boy couldn’t believe that h e got the chance to be
here. A ;turn of the head made multi-colored lock&nbs p;fall in his face. He huffed, why could n’t they stay in
place? &a circ;€œOto! Hurry up!†The boy&n bsp;spun around. “Coming Sakura!â&e uro; The address girl just huffed. She w asn’t
happy to be here, bu t seeing as how she didn’t ;like anything it wasn’t a big& nbsp;deal. The boy followed his
pinked h air sister, why did she dye it pink?& nbsp;to the cab.
He skipped the&nbs p;last couple of steps to the cab. &acir c;€œHizumi! Please be careful.†The older women
said, scared that her&nb sp;little boy would hurt himself. Hizumi just smiled at his mother and jumped into&nb sp;the
cab. Getting the window seat, he& nbsp;smirked at Sakura while she just huffed& nbsp;aging. His mother sighed and
gave t he cab driver the address to their new&n bsp;apartment. The multi-color boy looked out ;the window and
lost his breath.
Standing there, lending on a buildin g was a man, whose dark eyes were l ock on his own light
brown ones. Hi zumi felt his heart stop when the dark&n bsp;man smirked. A tongue came out to li ck at his lips.
A small chill came& nbsp;down the young boy’s back. ;He turned his head to look at his mother, keeping an eye
on the man, and realized that the man was not lookin g at HIM, but his sister who sat ne xt to him. Hizumi
felt liked he was just crushed by a car, leaning forward& nbsp;to get his iPod from his bag, green black and
purple came into vision, ;but this time the young man just left&n bsp;them there. Not feeling too good now.&nbs p;
What the young boy didnâ& euro;™t notice was the dark glaze was&n bsp;focused not on his sister, not on hi s
face, but his hair, trying to see through the curtains of multi-colors, to&nbs p;get another look at the pink,
hopeful& nbsp;baby soft, lips that made him pay a ttention to the young boy in the first&n bsp;place.
Nose, nose. That&acir c;€™s all he hared! NOSE! Should&nbs p;I eat this, what this taste liked? Oh& nbsp;look at that
meat. MMM! Why&n bsp;couldn’t they shut up! It w as all the poor person heard. A crash,&n bsp;than a curse. Wait
that isnâ&eur o;™t in my head. Someone’s&nbs p;here. The person looked around the room that he been hiding in since
the&n bsp;nose started. A tall man came into v iew, with a smirk on his face showing&nb sp;point teeth. The only
thought the poo r infection had before his head was take n from his body was he smells like&nb sp;death.
Miyavi hated the smell of infections. They smelt not quite like d eath, but more of rotting flesh.
He ;walked down the streets of London, trying&nb sp;to not stiff at his person. He was&nb sp;not quite an infection,
but enough of one to give out a small smell, jus t enough to let other know he is on e, but not enough to
let humans kno w.
His phone vibrating in hi s pocket tock his mind away from thought s about how he smells. The
black ha ir man sighed, turning to lend against t he building reaching into his pocket to answer when out
of the top of his&n bsp;black eyes, he saw a flash of pink.& nbsp;He turned, forgetting about his phone, t o focuses on
the pink thing that ca ught his eye.
A small boy was the fist thing that he saw. ;Miyavi notice that he wasn’t t he pink thing he saw,
but now he&nb sp;didn’t care about that. All of him, alive and undead, was on the&nbs p;multi-color boy with big
brown eyes. < i>Their like doe’s eyes. So big and so beautiful. The man thought h is heart had really stopped
when said&nb sp;eyes looked on to his. So pure.&nbs p;
Small pretty pink lips parted an d showed a paler pink tongue surrounded by small white teeth.
His own tong ue came out to lick his lips, and t hen all of the sudden the boy turn to the front and then
lend forward, ;blocking his view of that pretty face, and more importantly those pink lips. < br>
It was then he notice that his phone was still ringing, and that passi ng-buyers were staring at
him. Miyavi gr owled as the car pulled away.
&nbs p;
“What do you want?â€&nb sp;
“Wow. What ticked y ou off?â€
â&euro ;œYou. Now what did you call for?â ;€
“I looked up&n bsp;what scientists are going to be at t he conference. They are having every scientis t
from around the world coming he re. Don’t know why they want&nb sp;to hold it here. But it makes our&nbs p;jobs
easy. Did you take care of L uke?â€
Miyavi sighed, resisting the urge to sniff himself. â& euro;œYeah I did, poor follow, canâ&eu ro;™t believe it hit him
like that . Shocked his wife that his partially in fection changes to a full one, right bef ore he tore her head
off. Clean up& nbsp;the mess he made and burn the build ing. Speaking of which here comes the fi re trucks.â€
Miyavi patted& nbsp;himself on the back for being able to make his boss sigh and growl at the same
time. The phone cut off wi th list is at your house. He&nbs p;put his phone back in his pocket befor e heading
home. As if it had its&nb sp;own will his mind brought a picture t o the forefront, the image of a multi-ha ir color
boy with big brown eyes. A sigh came from him, what he wouldn&acir c;€™t do to know the name of that boy.
Hizumi jumped on his bed, happy it wa s a soft as it looked. He could tot al get some good sleep
here, and as he turn to look up at his ceiling, a very naughty image came to him.&nb sp;Hizumi was panting,
naked, with another&nb sp;naked body on top of him. The body&nb sp;was that of the man he saw earlier,&n bsp;and he lend
down to his-†œHizumi! Get your butt in here!†the multi-color boy was off his bed&nbs p;and in the living room in
two sec onds. A blush stand his checks. †œYes?†His mother took a good&nb sp;look at him, as if she could tell&nbs p;
what he had been thinking. â€&oe lig;What would you like for dinner? Home ;or out?†“I want to&nbs p;go out. I mean
it’s our& nbsp;first night here, and you want to e at in?†It must be Sakura†™s time of the month or something. ;
“Hizumi?†“We& nbsp;can go out,†and while his m other nodded, he started back to his roo m, “I’m going back&nbs p;
to my room and start to unpack or take a quick nap before dinner.†Before his mother or sister could say&n bsp;
anything he was gone.
Hi zumi released his breath the second his door was closed. He crawled into bed, fu lly clothed,
and curled up into a l ittle ball, like a new born kitten. T his bed is too big for just me. The image of the
man came back, an d Hizumi forced it out. He was lookin g at Sakura! Not me. Please donâ€& trade;t let him back in
my thoughts. And Hizumi was out like a light. & nbsp;
Running, running, why am I& nbsp;running? “Come here little b oy. Don’t you want to play ;with me?â€
Hizumi kept running, knowing that even if this was a dr eam, he had to run. The man behind him will kill
him if he slowed down at all. Why do I keep having t his nightmare? It wasn’t fair,&nb sp;why couldn’t Sakura’s&nb sp;
boyfriend just want her, not her brot her too? Hizumi turn the corner and ran& nbsp;into a brick wall. Why!? He
backed up hoping to have enough time to& nbsp;turn around, when the wall pulled him&nb sp;closer. What? Walls
don’t&nbs p;have arms. The multi-color boy looked up and saw to his shock the man from& nbsp;the street, and he
was looking just as shocked as Hizumi.
“Well, not that I mind ;having you in my arms, but why do you look so frighten?†Before Hizumi&n bsp;
had the chance to answer Mick ;was behind them. “Get your han ds off my boy!†the stranger push ed
Hizumi behind him and faced Mick ;head on. “Make me.†Was the taunt that came answered the mad&nb sp;
man. Mick growled, “H izumi get over here.†The stranger&nbs p;made a funny sound, a cross between a& nbsp;purr
and a growl. “Hizumi. Sounds beautiful. Now Hizumi Iâ€&trade ;m sorry for this.†The man turn& nbsp;around and forced
his hand into Hiz umi’s chest, and—
Hizumi shoot up, breathing heavy a nd eyes going everywhere, trying to find ;what woke him.
“Get up! W e are leaving.†His brown eyes me t his sister’s fake blue ones.& nbsp; He nodded his head, and got
u p. That dream was weird. I donâ&euro ;™t usually have people I’ve&n bsp;seen in my dreams. He walked behind&n bsp;his
mother and sister to the cab,&nb sp;and he sounded real, not like I pu t him there, but he did it himself. ;Maybe
he was over thinking it. Yeah that right let’s just forget&n bsp;about it.
Miyavi woke&n bsp;to find himself with a creak in his& nbsp;neck. He set up and realized it was form sleeping
on his desk. He glan ced around as if looking for something. He had this itch at the back of his mind, like
something that was supposed& nbsp;to be here wasn’t, and Miy avi was trying to figure out what. The&n bsp;small
multi-color hair boy flashed throug h his mind. That was it. His apartment&n bsp;was missing that little boy.
Keep ;looking, cause there is no way that lit tle kitty is going to be here. ;
A growl came from nowhere and&nbs p;at fist Miyavi thought it was an infec tion, but it wasn’t, it was&nbs p;
his stomach, it wanted food. The dark& nbsp;hair man laughed to himself, as he walked out into the streets.
Not caring& nbsp;where he went, just letting his feet&nbs p;take him where they wanted. He ignored ;the world as he
walked, as a half& nbsp;infection the urge to eat meat was strong, but since he was still half huma n, he didn’t
want uncooked ;meat. I wouldn’t mind eating&nbs p;the boy’s uncooked meat. Bet it’s real tasty, and juicy. Bit e
down and the fluid will flow down our throat. You know you thought about& nbsp;it too.
Miyavi basined those&n bsp;thoughts, as it wasn’t the time to be think about all the evil ;things he
wanted to do to the boy. But his infection side was right, he&nb sp;did want a piece of that boys-â&euro ;œHizumi, I
can’t believe ;you!†Hizumi? That was the name from the dream, Miyavi glance o ver to where the voice
came from an d there he was, sitting next to a p ink girl, and an older lady. He looked&n bsp;over and was happy
that there was&nb sp;a table empty, perfect for him to loo k at Hizumi. “What?â€&nb sp;Oh his voice was doing very
naughty&n bsp;things to Miyavi’s body. Can& acirc;€™t wait to make him mine-keep dreaming.
“I&n bsp;mean you order a veggie pizza. Why?â ;€ “I told you Sakura, I&n bsp;am trying to be a vegetarian. I
know it’s hard for you to ;understand, I just can’t eat m eat, at this point.†Sakura just huffed, and a mean
look came upon& nbsp;her face. “Will if you can ’t eat meat, how are you g oing to satisfy your man.†The cr uel
smirk grow as Hizumi froze, and ;her mom chock on her water. â€&oe lig;Sakura! Don’t you say stuff ;like that to
your brother!†The& nbsp;pink hair girl just shrugged.
&nbs p;
Hizumi looked in between his mom and&n bsp;sister, hurt that she would say something like. His eyes
meet with another p air and the world stopped. It was the&nb sp;man from the street, and his dream. T he man
looked at him, smiled, and t hen lick his lips and blew Hizumi a ;kiss. The multi-color boy blushed and
s hyly smiled back, and the look on the&nb sp;man’s face became, almost predato r. “I can do whatever the hell I
want!†and with that Sakura stood up and walked to the bathro om. “Young lady don’t& nbsp;you walk away
from me.†His& nbsp;mother followed right after her.
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Hizumi looked after them, shocked t hat they just left him here, all by ;his self. “Not a loving
f amily I take it.†The voice was&n bsp;husky, and almost like a growl. Hizumi&nb sp;looked up shyly, and saw the man
sitting in Sakura’s place. â& euro;œSometimes they are.†He hated&n bsp;how soft and weak his voice came out , but the
man didn’t seem& nbsp;to care. “My names is Miya vi, my I have the honor of your nam e?†“It’s Hizum i.†Miyavi
picked up his hand&nbs p;and put a kiss to it. “A name perfect for a little kitty.â&euro ; “What?â€
Mi yavi looked up at him, and smirked, not& nbsp;cruel like Sakura’s, but more&n bsp;loving, if you could call it
that.&n bsp;“It just when I saw you&nbs p;earlier, you looked like a kitten, that&nbs p;had just found where the toys where at. It was cute in my opinion.â&euro ; “Well think you, wait earlier , you mean like this morning?†&a circ;€œOf course my
little kitty. Do you mind if I call you that.â&e uro; Hizumi shock his head, and smiled a t Miyavi, thankful for his
sister and&nb sp;mother leaving. “I donâ€&tr ade;t mind at all.†Miyavi smirked&nbs p;back, looking just like a predator that&nbs p;just
caught its prey. “Good.& acirc;€
The man, Miyavi, sta red at Hizumi a look in his eyes th at he only seen once, and that time ;
Hizumi didn’t want any attenti on form that man. Hizumi shivered at the thought of Mick. Miyavi noticed
this&nb sp;and growled silently. “Are you&nb sp;cold? Or is there something bothering you? †the little boy looked up
a t the half infection, not knowing the ma n could smell his fear. “Just&n bsp;thought of a bad thing, no need to&n bsp;
worry.†The man frowned, knowing&n bsp;that his little kitty was not telling&nbs p;him the truth. Hizumi smiled at
him,&n bsp;hoping to distract him form the lying.&nb sp;All of the sudden Miyavi’s h ead snapped to the left. A quite
cr use lifts his lips. “Sorry litt le kitty, I have to go. I hope to&n bsp;see you later.†“Bye&acir c;€
Hizumi watched the man walk acr oss the street to a man that was li mping around. Miyavi
touched the man on& nbsp;the shoulder, and helped walk down the&n bsp;road. That was so sweet. A giggle& nbsp;left his
lips and it was about ;that time his mother and sister came ba ck. Sakura looked pissed off, and his mother sad. “Honey I want yo u to know that the reason that Sakura&nb sp;was mean to you†more than use†is
because Mick broke up with her.†Hizumi just looked&n bsp;at them, that was the reason that hi s sister said
something so wrong and&nbs p;hurtful to him? His brown eyes sharpen ;at Sakura. That was good enough for
him. The pizza came and they eat in&nb sp;silent. Nobody said a word. His mother&nbs p;because she had no idea as
to how to fix things; his sister because of&nb sp;her anger and Hizumi because his mind ;was on Miyavi, and
nothing else.
Miyavi walked with the old man, looking& nbsp;like he was helping him, when he wa s moving the man
away from Hizumi. The old man was an infection, and would& nbsp;have killed him had Miyavi not got to him
first. A growl worked up his throat, this infection’s death ;was going to be painful. This infection ;took him
away from his little kitty.&nb sp;
Miyavi found a nice&nbs p;place away from humans, and pushed the ;infection into the alley-way. That
was the push that the infection needed to sn ap. It turned around, teeth and hands ou t, and started
toward him. Miyavi put&nb sp;out his hand and stop the infection. “Listen well, infection, you took&nb sp;me away
from my kitty. I didnâ& euro;™t like that, and now Iâ€&tr ade;m pissed off. So you have to pay.&ac irc;€ The tall man brought his
foot up and pushed the infection back. As&nb sp;it stumbled its ankles snapped and it ;fell to the ground. Miyavi
was on it before it could move. He pulled back& nbsp;his lips, showed his sharp teeth, and&nb sp;buried them in the
infectionâ€&trade ;s neck.
The dying infection screamed a loud horrifying scream that echoed around them. The killer
moved one of his hands to the infectionâ€&t rade;s mouth, to stop the noise. After m aking sure that no sound was
coming,&nbs p;and that he had a good grip of th e neck of the prey Miyavi pulled his&nbs p;head to the side and back.
Ripping&nbs p;the neck open and making black blood f ly from the infections mouth. What the k iller was doing
was a lesser used w ay of killing the infections. It was a&n bsp;method that very few of the half inf ections used,
because it put them in&nbs p;a position to ingest the blood of a&nb sp;full infection, which if they take too&nbs p;much in
could turn them into a fu ll infection.
Miyavi stood up&nbs p;and spat out the flesh from the neck.& nbsp;He watched as the infection bleed out&nb sp;on
the floor. His inner infection gro wling for more pain, its host smiled a&n bsp;serial killer smile and moved his
fo ot over the infection’s stomach.&nbs p;He brought it down on the infection ha rd, causing the infection to let
out&nbs p;another scream. He watched as the infection bleed out, laughing as it dies. < br>
He looked down at his cloths, and sighed, they were bloody. There was no way in hell that he
was going&nb sp;back to see Hizumi with blood on him. He walked out of the alley way lea ving the infection to
be found, either&n bsp;by a homeless person, or one of the& nbsp;police. Miyavi walked home, hoping for a shower,
and then a nice dream of&n bsp;his little kitty. I want him in o ur bed. I know you do, but you a re going have to
wait. After a&n bsp;goods night rest, the half infection will go looking fro Hizumi, and to his infection’s hope,
know about th e boy.