When he had been walking down the stairs, the long, winding stairs, he didn't know what he had been expecting. A small, if not slightly chubby girl, on the ground, attempting to phase off minor pain as she gripped her sprained ankle? That was the first thought. A beautiful young vixen, already wrapping her ankle with gauze, and slowly standing, despite discomfort? It passed through his mind, but was immediately brushed away. However, as soon as he hit the fourth step...he could smell it. His danger senses were going haywire, and the Heir of the Hazekage Clan paused, eyes narrowing, and nose sniffing high into the air as he finally realized the smell. The smell...of over-encompassing blood. Clotted, rotten, and unpure, blood that didn't seem right...that didn't seem right in such a pleasant, if not tense atmosphere. Unknown to him, the red hairs on the back of his neck began to stand on end, and he gulped silently - the only sign of fear, or weakness, that he would ever do within the next few months...yet again, unknown to him.
Regardless, he began to round the-
"Attention Students. Please remain calm and follow your teachers orders and evacuate the school in a calm and orderly manner. I will repeat. Please remain calm. There is an issue going on outside and we must eva-What!? What are you doing here!? NO GET AWAY! GET AWAY FROM ME!! SOMEONE HELP! THEY'RE INSIDE THE SCHOOL! AHH!! HELP!! IT HURTS! GAAH!! HELP ME! HE-"...Kuso. Kuso, kuso, kuso. Something was going on...something very, very dangerous. Most students would panic; some would go insane from pure fear, especially since screaming and growling could be heard outside, above, underneath...everywhere. People would scream, cut their throats open, scream until their lungs bled, and run into ongoing traffic. Thankfully, Kurogane wasn't just a regular student. The boy, to his inner annoyance, hesitated for a full one second, before he instantly snapped out of it and dashed forward, after the screaming presence of Paneru Yageru. The sight that greeted him...it wasn't pretty. The girl; he guessed it was Chisato. Remnants of glossy black hair, now stringy and matted with dirt and blood. Blood. So much blood. Kurogane's eyes narrowed, his sharp eyes immediately taking analyzation of the situation. Time seemed to slow down around him. Enemy. Hostile figure...one foot away. Incapacitating friendly; Paneru Yageru. Massive laceration in upper neck, body mangled and bitten. An enemy.
He moved forward, blazer flapping and hair flying gracefully through the air as his dress-shoe-clad-foot slammed against the chin of the...thing that had attacked Paneru. It's hands slid off of the boy's shoulders without trouble, and the powerful kick had sent her flying a few feet into the air. With cold, accurate precision, Kurogane nimbly twisted on his feet, body moving over Paneru's own as his left feet whipped around into a roundhouse kick, nailing the creature in it's face and sending it flying into the wall, where it layed there, blood now freely falling from it's busted cranium.
"Yagyu, stay back." Kurogane's voice was cool and distant; calm and unwavering. In a blur, the boy was there, knee slamming through rotten flesh, weakened bone marrow, and into gushy, gushy gray matter. Instantly, he retracted his knee, taking a step back and gesturing back up the roof.
"Go. The school is unsafe." The command was directed towards his sister. He easily picked Paneru up, knowing that the boy must have been shocked out of his mind. Holding him firmly, Kurogane dashed up the stairs, crimson hair whipping around him as he bursted through the doors and into the bloody, smoggy air. A few dozen feet away, he could see a group of five shambling zombies tripping over theirselves, trying to get closer; one had tripped against an AC unit, falling to the ground, where it was trampled over.
Eyes emotionless, Kurogane softly sat Paneru onto the ground, giving his sister, Reiko, and Aki, a glance.
"Stay." In a flash of blackened wood, his bokken was clenched in his hands. Kurogane narrowed his eyes, before slowly walking forward to meet the shambling group. He had a plan...but he had to get rid of the trash before said plan was started. Obviously, being an idiotic hero wouldn't work...but hero's played by the rules. He didn't.