Chapter 25

Several weeks had passed and the zombie fort was nearly finished. Everyday, without fault, Tsuki would curse Alphonse in his heart for not coming back yet. It was unreasonable, but that was the only thing that calmed the itch in his heart.

He was currently in his room, lying on his bed like a starfish. Where the others got the mattress? He didn't even bother to ask.

Tsuki: "...but did they have to make the bed so freaking huge?! I am sure that it is a conspiracy! Alphonse must have some seedy ideas in his head!"

A zombie coming to check on him promptly stopped in his tracks at hearing his daily rant and calmly retraced his steps, as if he didn't hear anything.

"You already checked on him?" Asked the zombie's friend.

"No need. He was doing his daily rant."

His friend sagely nodded with an understanding 'ah', "well, let's quickly report to Veyn before continuing our work. We have our day off tomorrow! I have to say, the working situation is better than what I had when I was still alive! I feel like I never got a day off! By the way, I heard that the scary zombie was coming back today? "

Their voices trailed off as they got further away and Tsuki, who was still ranting, was none the wiser about the supposed arrival of Alphonse.

L.B

Alphonse stared greedily at Tsuki who was currently sleeping peacefully. He had arrived earlier and had immediately come to Tsuki's room after attending to important matters.

He had to admit that he had missed the small zombie, more than he thought he would. Running around searching for capable zombies and being away from Tsuki really took a toll on his temper. He really had to recharge.

Tsuki was sleeping comfortably when, suddenly, a heavy weight settled on him. He tried to remove the heavy weight with disgruntlement, but in vain. Finally, he opened his eyes and mouth at the same time, "who put that heavy thing on me?! It is heavier than an elep...."

Tsuki closed his mouth with a snap when his eyes finally collided with Alphonse's.

Alphonse: "Go on, continue your phrase. What were you going to say? I am interested in hearing it."

Tsuki let out a nervous chuckle, "heheh Alphonse you are back....yay?"

Alphonse: "Are you sure that was what you were going to say? And why does the end sound like a question? Not happy to see me?"

Tsuki quickly shook his head and spewed whatever came to mind, "happy! Very happy! Extremely happy! So happy we should celebrate it!"

Alphonse hummed, "is that so? That sounds like a good idea. I know of a very good way to celebrate..."

With that said he proceeded to thoroughly kiss Tsuki. The latter feebly grasped the back of his shirt as Alphonse proceeded to enthusiastically explore his mouth. The wet sounds, sometimes accompanied with a moan, resonated loudly in the room.

Tsuki gasped breathlessly after Alphonse backed away a little.

Alphonse: "That's rare. You are not shy anymore?"

Tsuki hid his face in Alphonse's chest and whispered in a mosquito voice, "....missed you."

Alphonse showed a startled expression for a brief moment before it transformed into a small smile, "so you finally realised you like me?"

Tsuki buried his face deeper and gave a small nod.

Alphonse: "I want to hear you say it. I've been waiting quite a while for you to acknowledge our relationship."

Tsuki gripped Alphonse's shirt harder and vigorously shook his head.

Alphonse: "Tsk. Still won't say it? Then no more washing sessions and kissing."

Tsuki quickly unburied his head, "what?! No!"

Alphonse quirked an eyebrow, "Hmmmm don't hate them anymore?"

Tsuki hmphed and petulantly turned his head away, "hate them."

Alphonse made to get up, "if you hate it then...."

His actions were aborted as Tsuki clung to him like a koala. The latter looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

Alphonse: "Why are you such a Tsundere when it comes to this? Either you admit it or no more intimate sessions."

Tsuki: "You never bothered to ask before!"

Alphonse: "I had to let you come to terms with things and realise things by yourself. That was then and now is now."

Tsuki bit his lip and hid behind his hands. He took a small breath of courage before letting out the smallest 'I like you'.

Alphonse let all his body weight fall on Tsuki and smothered him. He ignored Tsuki's struggles and comments about his weight and said, "I like you too little moon."

If Tsuki was still human, his heart would have skipped a beat and his face would have been redder than a baboon’s arse. Fortunately for him, he was a zombie and the only reaction he had was to bury his head in Alphonse’s chest again.

Alphonse chuckled and caressed his head, “does that mean I can do it now?”

Tsuki pulled out his face with a confused expression, “do what?”

Alphonse thought about it before slyly saying, “a very pleasurable activity that only couples do.”

Tsuki asked excitedly, “really? What is it?! Going to an amusement park?! Watching a movie?! Holding hands while on a night walk?! Things like that?”

Alphonse shook his head and slyly said, “better than that. Want me to show you?”

Tsuki quickly nodded and looked at Alphonse with anticipatory eyes.

Alphonse: “You asked me to show. You can’t complain about it later, okay?”

Tsuki: “Uhuh! Quick show me!”

It was mere minutes later that Tsuki discovered that he had been tricked. He had forgotten how shameless Alphonse was. He helplessly hung onto the bedsheet as Alphonse thrust his hips wildly.

He let out moan before cursing Alphonse, “you big stinky, ahhh not so hard! Big stinky zombie! Mmmmm… hah… hah. I’ll never trust your words again! Wolf! Shameless…ahhhhh!!”

Alphonse gave a strategic thrust at Tsuki’s pleasure point before stopping his mouth with a kiss. A while later, he grunted as he separated their lips, “you asked me to show you. No complaints. Don’t worry, I’ll thoroughly show you till morning.”

With that said, he proceeded to toss and turn Tsuki until the later no longer had the energy to keep his eyes open.

Downstairs, those who were currently discussing the distribution of duties had constipated look on their faces. They wished they could wash their brains and do as if they never heard anything. But, alas, that was not possible.

Veyn and Steve, who were in charge of the meeting, hardly managed to keep their expression blank. They both sensed that the others couldn’t concentrate.

Steve: “You will have to learn the art of selective hearing. Very useful and, as you witnessed, kind of crucial.”

Veyn nodded, “yes. A very important skill. Specially since Alphonse can get really possessive.” He clapped his hands, “ now clear your brains and do as if you were hearing the whoosh of the wind and the cries of an animal in a wild forest…. Shall we continue?” He finished with a clearly fake smile.

The other zombies looked at him with dead fish eyes and shared the same thought, ‘what wild animal sounds like this and we can’t just conjure this kind of skill out of nowhere?! You clearly can’t unhear it and are bothered by it too, so who are you trying to fool?!’