Death March

Summary: It was all in one moment that everyone decided that Hibari Kyoya was far from human. 1827, zombie apocalypse. AU.

Chapter Three

The Boy With the Grin

"So will you help me? Or will you just sit and try and wait it out?"

Hibari couldn't help but stay silent at the request. The first answer he wanted to shoot out was his refusal— but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to do it. Sit and wait it out? No. He would not let himself do that. His goal was to find out the cause of the infection. So would it hurt to go with Tsunayoshi? For a possible cure?

"I'll go. Not for you herbivore, but for the sake of normality returning," Hibari narrowed his eyes. "Though I still think you'll find that where you're heading will have already been abandoned."

"You're pretty negative, aren't you Hibari-san?" Tsuna replied, still smiling. "Though maybe doubting everything is what keeps you going?"
"...Maybe."

Tsuna watched as Hibari grabbed his own stuff, noting that the other had noticed that his student ID had been taken out, which caused a sharp glare to be aimed his way. He raised his hands defensively, giving a soft laugh.

"I didn't think you'd tell me your name, so I had to find out somehow," the brunet then rolled his eyes. "I don't see the problem. I told you my name without hesitation."
"I didn't ask for it," Hibari pointed it. "And no matter what, you're just a herbivore."

Tsuna didn't say a word after that, merely continued to get ready to leave. He assumed it was Hibari not wanting to get used to him being around, since there was still a possibility that he could get ripped to shreds, even if he had immunity to the infection.

"Come on, lets get the most of the light. I don't want to be travelling in the dark."

Death March

Tsuna hadn't expected Hibari to be so skilled when it came to fighting. He attacked without hesitation and his movements were so precise that he didn't even have to think about looking back after striking. Not that it was a bad thing, but Tsuna found that he was having to watch where he was stepping more than looking for any other threat.

"Hibari-san, did you fight a lot before this all happened?" Tsuna asked, stopping when Hibari himself did to look at him, the area completely void of zombies since the skylark had ensured they wouldn't get back up. "I find it hard to believe that you only learned to fight this way after the infection started."

"That is none of your business herbivore," with that answer, it only made Tsuna more curious—though from the glare getting sent his way, he had a feeling he would never know. "You need to remember that I have no interest in getting to know you."

That just wouldn't work out. They would be together for quite a while, but how were they meant to work together if Hibari was this stuck on not getting to know him?

"Whatever," Tsuna rolled his eyes, then stopped and glanced to the side when he thought he heard shouting. "Did you hear that?"

Hibari was already a step ahead of him, walking towards the source of the noise, then suddenly stopped when he felt something catch onto his boot, which immediately made him look down. It was seconds later, however, that he saw that he'd stepped into a rope loop trap, which wrapped around his ankle and dragged him down, hanging him upside down from a lamppost.

Tsuna blinked rapidly, unsure on what just happened, before he called up to the other.

"Can you get yourself down or-"

"Does it look like I can get myself down?"

Tsuna should have known, but from what he knew Hibari may have had some idea on how to get down himself. He had a quick glance around, then spotted where the rope was tied. He couldn't help but admire how well it had been hidden.

"I wonder if this was made for zombies or for people...they wouldn't have to hide it like this for the walkers so..." Tsuna then glanced back at Hibari, measuring the fall, then rubbed the back of his head. "You're pretty high up. If I cut this it's going to hurt when you hit the ground."

Hibari didn't make a comment, merely rolled his eyes in impatience. Tsuna let out a sigh, about to start cutting at the rope, but then stopped when he heard someone call out to him. He couldn't make out was said, though he managed to make out where the voice came from. Glancing upwards, a puzzled expression passed the brunet's face when the first thing he saw was a grin plastered across the face of a teen male with short raven hair and striking blue eyes, who was in the building in front of him, a few floors up.

"You really got to watch for those traps! They're everywhere haha," he then moved from the window, disappearing for a few moments, before returning and dropping a katana out of the window. "That'll make it easier to cut!"

Tsuna knelt down and picked it up, taking the sheath off of it, then glanced at Hibari, nodding his head at him, quickly slashing at the rope and looked back, flinching slightly at the sound of the other hitting the ground with a loud thud. He let out a sigh of relief, however, when Hibari got to his feet seconds later, seemingly unharmed.

"Thank you," Tsuna called out, looking up at the building again. "Was it you we heard shouting?"

"Eh?" the raven looked thoughtful. "Nah, I never shouted. It might have been 'Dera."

"You don't seem to be fazed at the fact it may have been him," Hibari commented, looking up at the window. "Is he a friend or a foe?"
"He's a friend!" the raven-haired male gave a hearty laugh. "I probably caught a few of the walkers and blew them up! He tends to shout when he does that!"

"Blew...them up...?" Tsuna spoke slowly, tilting his head. "With what exactly?"

"Dynamite of course!"

Another glance at Hibari, Tsuna could see the sudden spark of interest crossing the skylarks face, then looked at the other male and gave a smile.

"My name is Tsunayoshi Sawada," he introduced, then indicated to Hibari. "He is Hibari Kyoya. Not that he was going to introduce himself."
"Yamamoto Takeshi," he nodded his head. "And don't worry. I know Hibari! We went to the same school."

Tsuna only seemed slightly surprised at this information, but at the same time, he knew Hibari didn't like to let anyone know anything about himself. Still holding the katana in his hands, the brunet gave a smile.

"You better hurry Yamamoto-san. It's going to get dark soon and you need to meet up with your friend before then, right?" that seemed to make Yamamoto move pretty quickly, since he disappeared from the window and came out into the street in under a minute.

"We were in the middle of getting supplies for the camp! We're trying to keep as stocked up as possible," he gave a nod of his head when Tsuna handed him his katana back. "Found a lot of medicine on this run."

Tsuna knew there were camps up and running with survivors working together. From experience, however, he knew a lot of them weren't willing to work with one another. It was probably power control issues.

"There are more survivors?" Hibari asked, remembering back to the school. How he left them, since they weren't willing to defend themselves.

...

'Hibari-san, stop it! They're just sick! You're murdering them for no reason!'

Murderer.

'Oh? Just sick? Fine. I'll stop. But don't blame me when one comes after you and makes you sick.'

...

"Hibari-san? Oi, Hibari-san!" Tsuna was in the middle of waving his hand in front of Hibari's face, trying to get his attention. It only took a few moments for Hibari to snap out of it, but it was long enough for Tsuna to notice something was up. "He said there were survivors. In case you didn't hear."

Hibari nodded his head, then looked up to the sky, noticing it beginning to get dark.

"It's getting dark, lets go," Hibari spoke, stepping around Tsuna—and his questioning stare. "You're the one who said you didn't want to be walking in the dark."