Bite To Death

Tsuna wakes in the morning of Kyouya's fifth day in Tokyo to Mukuro's low hiss of anger. Tsuna jerks upright and finds Kyouya nowhere to be seen. Hayato is the first to get to the window and the rest follow, peering down at the street.

Before, it was only scattered with bodies, but now it drowns under corpses. It reaches down another four blocks and tapers off again to knee height.

"Should have tied him to the bed," Byakuran comments.

"Sure," Lambo drawls. "Because I would definitely be able to live after he rips my arm off."

They eat and change into their gear, taking the packs and finding a cleared hotel again before setting up a room. Then they hunt down Kyouya as a large group.

The day ends up being much like the last. Tsuna has to step in, not once or twice, but three times to separate Kyouya and Xanxus when they start fighting each other instead of the zombies. It isn't even proper fighting either, it's like little children playing in snow.

"Why!?" Tsuna screams in despair, throwing his arms up when Kyouya once again pops up behind an abandoned car and tosses a ball of gore at Xanxus. "What purpose does this serve? There are millions of infected in Tokyo and you're playing in the remains of human beings who deserve respect-"

Tsuna cuts off suddenly when a ball of gore splatters across his shoulders. He stills and then whirls around only to find Reborn pointing at a snickering Skull. The stuntman stops laughing immediately when Tsuna faces them and then splutters when he notices Reborn's accusation.

"I didn't do it!" Skull cries.

"Then why were you laughing?" Reborn asks rhetorically, turning to walk away.

Tsuna crouches for a barely a second and then takes two running steps, hurling the ball of gore he scooped up that squelches and falls apart as it collides with Reborn's back. The hitman jerks to a stop and peers over his shoulder at his now ruined suit in confusion like he isn't quite sure how it was possible to hit him.

"Okay, now no more," Tsuna orders, and then starts sprinting before Reborn can snap out of his shock.

The fourth time Xanxus and Kyouya clash, Tsuna is distracted with not dying via hitman, so he can't stop the two before it escalates. Eventually every single person gets s.u.c.k.e.d into it, and teams are formed for a 'snowball' war which then somehow turns to a sculpture competition. Tsuna doesn't even bother to fight it when he is presented with a decapitated head from Mukuro because apparently the brunet made the best 'snowman'.

"I'd like to thank my mum and my dad," Tsuna begins, holding up the head like he's just won an award. "For raising me to follow my dreams."

The rest politely applaud his speech.

However, Kyouya soon gets annoyed at the crowd and tells them to split up instead of following him. Fon refuses to leave but the rest are shooed away on threat of Kyouya stealing all the zombie kills and winning the race.

Fon has to physically pick Kyouya up and carry him to the hotel at the end of the day because otherwise he won't stop hunting down the zombies.

Then it's a weird mix of frustration and amus.e.m.e.nt when they all try to work out how the hotel's laundry system works so they can wash the 'snow' off their clothes. They fall asleep, with Kyouya's left wrist chained to a bed post and five people holding onto a part of him. He still manages to sneak away.

On the sixth day of Kyouya's Tokyo tour, Tsuna is watching closely and stops any 'snowballs'. Around noon they retreat back into the hotel and Takeshi volunteers with Enma to make everyone lunch. During the veritable feast, they get five choppers sent in, all with a Pyro team who burns the corpses to ash.

They emerge from lunch and keep going with now clean streets. It takes not three minutes for the roads to be littered in corpses once more. Then Kyouya's back up team of zombies arrive, which numbers in the forties, and he sends them into more buildings which increases the load by over five times.

That night they shove Kyouya into an industrial freezer.

It's not on, so instead of being below zero it's just a large metal box that will make sure Kyouya sleeps for more than four hours.

Byakuran volunteers to go inside with the Chairman because 'Kyouya might get lonely'. Xanxus punches him in the face and when the rest of the Varia snicker, he starts throwing alcohol at people. Tsuna has no idea where the man got the bottles from but Tsuna's also kind of distracted with the abrupt battle royal.

They wake in the morning to find the other side of the freezer, and thus the building's outside wall, torn open like tissue paper with Kyouya most definitely missing.

The end of the week announces the proper starting time for the Tokyo mission and information comes back about the other teams, how they're cleaning buildings as well.

More than half of Namimori's Patroller units are one stripe, and they line up just inside the pressure fence and stop any infected from leaving, while also slowly cleaning the buildings to work their way inwards.

The Italian group and the two stripes or higher move inside the city in spokes to scan through all of the streets for hoards that they take out. Hot spots where buildings are full of them are also cleaned, and any civilians are sent back with armoured cars.

The humans settle into a routine, and the pressure fence is moved daily, slowly pushing past Tokyo borders and into the city itself as the infected become less and less.

Kyouya's group and the main army eventually meet up, four and a half months since the outbreak. As the thousands of Patrollers and Mafioso stream past, into buildings to find survivors or kill zombies stuck behind doors that can't be opened by the lilac infected, Tetsuya steps up to Kyouya.

"Congratulations, Chairman," Tetsuya says with an easy smile. "You have Japan." His grin spreads to show too many teeth and his eyes gain an eager bloodl.u.s.t. "Shall we start on the rest of the world?"