I am back with the most popular by far SAO X Death March cross over

I may have forgot to put in a short one off scene in this that was in the anime and books… but I don't think it should effect anything… hopefully.

The main difficulties in this chapter are trying to keep everything close enough to Death March because Kirito just hasn't changed that much yet, but also keep it different and fresh for people who don't like reading the same thing over and over again.

Divergences are happening though so shifts have to be occurring at some point I swear.

~Reviews~

DireProphet & flo463 – I am going to be kinda of honest with yea. That was part of the joke. Early on in Death March Satou is for the most part Kirito even going so far as character design in my opinion. That was part of the purpose of this story to point that out. Thank you for calling me out on that though. You should be able to separate them more in this chapter.

Thereaper1331 – There is more dialogue in this chapter. There just aren't a lot of people to talk to in the first one unless it's to himself for the most part.

~Final Notes~

Next update will hopefully be the Naruto DxD thing but we will see. I actually have a beta for that.

~Obligatory Denial~

I really do suggest reading both Sword Art Online & Death March that started in a something or other (next book comes out 22nd, May 2018). They are quite good and might encourage them not to sue me.

~X~X~X~

The commander looked at me as if I was some kind of idiot before recounting what I had told him. "So, let me get this straight. You are a merchant."

"Yes."

"The reason you were coming this way was because you were visiting the soldier's strong hold in order to see the grave of your grandfather's friend."

"Yes"

"Then where is your horse?"

"It was spooked by the meteor shower, I tried catching it but wasn't able to. I was on my way to town in order to get a new one."

"You barely look old enough to be an adult, your parents must have trusted you a lot to lend you that kind of money." Said the wizened commander while raising an eyebrow. "Well you appear to be telling the truth" the man said still sounding skeptical, "thank you for staying out of the engagement for the most part and thank you for saving our pretty little magical solider." A twinkle appeared in his eye while the magical solider, Zena as I had learned, shot him a glare that could make Shino look like an amateur.

I had learned quite a few things after meeting up with these soldiers. The most shocking thing I had found out was that I was no longer 26, it was after checking my stat's page to make sure, but instead 15. When I got stuck in Aincrad I had been 14, and when I finally got out I was 16. This was a chance for me to live that year of my life with the body I couldn't use at the time while being seen as a qualified adult. This was going to be fun.

I was also going to get a ride with the, lightly wounded and one of Zena's friends, Iona. She wore full plate armor with a hand half sword strapped to her back while Zena was wearing a light leather armor under a similarly light chest plate, vambraces, and grieves. The clear need for defense compared to mobility shown between the normal front and back of a formation was clearly demonstrated before me.

The ride itself was fairly comfortable as I talked with a bashful Zena and an outgoing Iona. A fairly large number of topics were covered including what was going to be done with the Wyvern. Through this I learned there was in fact a healthy slave population in Seiryuu and the world at large. Slightly disappointed at this, I quickly changed the topic. "So why did you all join the military?"

"The money." Said the two voices behind me said in almost unison. One continuing, "I am the third son of a common family there was nothing for me at home and the slim chance of moving up in society was better than nothing. We aren't at war either so for now it's fairly low risk."

Iona popped in next, "I wanted to get out of the city and do something before I got married, seemed like the best thing to do at the time."

Zena pipped in quickly, "Same as Iona." Causing her named friend to give her a flat stare.

After we had entered the city the two male footmen escorted Zena to do a debriefing, but not before she had basically sworn me to stay at the Gatefront inn.

After seeing them off, Iona and I made our way to customs with little chatter allowing me to use Search Entire Map to get updated data on the town. Nothing was particularly odd but the city statistics did show that there was a demi-human presence the majority of which were slaves and at least one minor demon living in the town.

Making it to the office I was introduced to Sir Thorne. A charming, large, good natured man who smelt of lavender. "Bringing a man to see me Iona never thought that I would see the day."

"Very funny Thorne, to girly for my tastes, if anyone is after him its Zena."

Giving me a knowing eye he moved towards his desk. "If you're here that means there has been a problem then."

"Yes he seems to have lost his papers and needs them reissued."

"Easy enough come over here and place your hands on the Yamamoto stone so I can see your information."

Placing my hands on the stone an AR window appeared before me.

Name: Kirito (Change)

Race: Human

Age: 15 [Adult]

Level: 1 -

Affiliation: None (-Empty-)

Job: None (-Empty-)

Class: Commoner

Title: None (-Please Select-)

Skills: None (-Please Select-)

Bounty: None

Apparently nothing had updated from the beginning of the game and I could select which changes I wanted to be visible. Oddly convenient, thankfully there was not a full create character ability or else I may have been tempted to go and change things just to see if the other people in the room reacted.

Taking my hands off the stone I noticed there was a mirror in front of me. I am proud to say that I began to look more mainly before I came here, but I couldn't defiantly see why people sometimes called me a girly boy even when I wasn't playing GGO. Same black eyes maybe a hint of light coming back into them as I was kept away from my soul sucking job. Same black hair more anime esk then how I remember wearing it but similar to how I had it in SAO. The black wizard robe more hanging then fitting, but that's how robes go for the most part anyway.

"Sheltered much you have an awfully low level for an adult."

Wincing to myself from getting called out so harshly on it more than anything else. "Yea I liked sitting inside and reading more than anything really."

"Ahh. Good to be smart and that just be careful for a bit you should be able to catch up fairly easily. Anyway here's your papers don't lose them this time and this is your visa. I will need one silver for that plus tax." Pocketing the papers and moving them to my storage while grabbing a silver coin. Looking back up to see him holding a 1x1x5 ish block of wood with engraving on it.

Iona cut me off before I reach back into my pocket. "As a thanks for saving Zena the tax is being waved. If that's all I have a little bit more business to attend here."

Getting a nod from Sir Thorne at the mention of Zena he stops me before I could leave. "Your visa is good for ten days if you don't renew it and you get caught it's a silver or slavery if you renew it its only two coppers. If you don't have a place to stay yet I would suggest the Gatefront Inn it's across the way, bit more than other places but, foods good and the rooms are clean. It has a yellow sign out front can't miss it."

Turning towards the door I saw an embarrassed Iona, probably from forgetting to tell me where the inn they wanted me to stay at was. I gave her a smile as I walked out the door. I quickly scanned the area. Unlike in modern times were we basically had to have something right in front of us to see to or so advertisers believed. Here like in Aincrad they favored smaller signs, now if this was because of larger signs being more cost demanding or them just preferring a more low key signs I didn't know spotting the most likely sign I headed out.

Moving my way through the crowded street at a leisurely pace I was suddenly accosted by a young girl who latched onto my arm like some sort of leach refusing to let go. Not that I was particular mad about it feeling a soft warm sensation surrounding my arm. That was until I got a better look at her.

The warm brown eyes and dusty brown hair in a casual side pony tail was about as far as I got before she started dragging me to my desired destination. A check of the AR display showed me her name and that she was thirteen.

Keiko would cry, while she had gotten a bigger chest then when she played as Silica she was still tied for smallest out of all of her friends. Then we have Martha here who was pushing the limits of believability up against my arm in her attempts to get me to go somewhere. As she pulled me towards a door I looked up to see a yellow sign hanging. Well at least she was taking me to the right place.

Entering the door I saw a women who was most defiantly her mother standing behind a bar cleaning up. "Mom I got us another customer."

"Really Martha you need to stop trying to drag people off the street."

"It's ok maim I was actually on my way here when she grabbed me. How much is it for a room for the night?"

"A copper if you want your own room and a bit if you want to stay in the communal room. You also get a meal a day down here."

This was presumably a starting city and I needed information. Staying here a couple days was probably going to be the best method and I had the money to pay in advance. "How much would it cost me for ten days?"

"Two silver pieces."

"It's a deal then." I said reaching into my coat to grab my payment. "Would it possible for me to grab something to eat now or are you done until dinner?"

"You did catch us at an awkward time but I might have something laying around for two bits."

"A night is one bit?" I said confusion leaking into my voice.

I wry smile lite up the older women's face at being called out on her bluff. "One bit it is for some leftovers then. Martha check our guest in while I grab something from the back."

"Righto." Walking behind the bar to grab out a rough paper book she looked up at me expectantly. "Name please?"

More out of reflex then anything I spoke without thinking, "Kirito." Thankfully this used to happen way too often.

She quickly wrote something down before then checking to see if she wrote it correctly. Giving herself a quick node she looked up, "Now your age and occupation."

"15 and I am a merchant."

"Wouldn't have guessed that you were older than me." Then softly more of to herself than anyone else, "Still doable."

The second comment had me chuckling under my breath. Asuna used to swear up and down that I had a "maxed out Harem Skill" and that she had to beat other girls away with a stick. While it was true that for a gamer I was good at talking to girls there was no way that that was true.

Also why does everyone think that I am younger then I actual am?

Walking out of the kitchen Martha's mother positioned herself between me and her daughter putting a plate with a Reuben in front of me. "Martha have you cleaned out the rooms of those faint hearted merchants?"

That was an interesting description for people.

"No mom I will get right on that." Running around the bar and up the stairs Martha left me with a wave.

"Faint hearted merchants?"

"Yea they saw the star fall yesterday and you wouldn't have been able to keep them in town if they were given a thousand gold. Kept going on about a demon lord fighting in the Valley of Dragons."

Not my fault, "Demon lord?"

"Yea demon lord. There was one sixty or so years ago but he was killed by the hero. Another one might come around soon, but everyone knows that if he were to appear it would be near Labyrinth not here. The only thing they would need to be concerned about would be wyverns."

"What about dragons? You do have that Valley nearby."

"Not much of a concern. Everybody knows as long as you don't mess with a dragon you are pretty much safe. They like to sleep, so best let them to it. If they do wake up they do cause a lot of problems though. Had one eat almost all of the sheep quite a few years back."

"Hey land lady I need to talk to you." Looking over my shoulder a blond man had walked into the doorway.

"Ahh well I need to help David. I will see you later."

Looking at my plate I examined my sandwich. The bread was dark, the meat a hearty reddish brown, the sauerkraut and swiss blending into a beautiful off white color. I hadn't had one of these since my college days. The salty sour taste cut into the meet as I bit into it, well worth the trouble of me being here.

Having finished the sandwich I was sipping only little bits of water from my water skin an attempt to hold onto the flavor, when Martha came back down the stairs making her way towards the stool next to mine. Not really having anything to talk about, I went with my most pressing need. "Is there anywhere in town where I can buy some pre-made clothes?"

Looking at me strongly for a bit before a wave of understanding hit her, "You meant readymade clothes right? Well if you're ok with used stuff there a couple places on East Street. There are a couple places that sell new clothes like that on Teputa Avenue but they are going to be fairly expensive. I would suggest just getting tailored clothes and those are normally on Center Street."

"Thanks I need to go and find basically everything due to my horse running away from me."

"No problem I can go with you. Let me just go and check with my mother real quick."

~O~O~

Martha was able to get permission to go shopping with me on the condition that she was back in time to help with dinner.

On the way out we ran across two men in their mid-thirties and a lady in her mid to upper twenties trying to check in.

During the trek through the markets I noticed something, that to me at least was odd, everyone was haggling. I had come across it once or twice in a game but, not that often. Outside of player stores like Agil's you just got a preset discount based on your skill level. The exception to this rule was Underworld were each 'NPC' actual had a soul, making them closer to actual players than anything else.

One example of the bartering went something like this.

"How much for three Gabo fruit?" Some sort of fist sized pumpkin fruit thing.

"Two pennies."

"Are you trying to drive me to bankruptcy, one awt to cover it."

"I could say the same to you women how about four for two?"

"Still steep, what say you to five for two."

"I can make it work. Just realize it's only because I like you so much."

I had seen a different groups of people doing this as we worked are way to our target destination. The closer we got the markets shifted from being food venders that looked to be closing for the day towards more of trinket dealers selling more hairclips, pins, and broaches along with a couple people selling soap and the such. A natural progression seeing as we were leaving the food area and working our way towards the more expensive clothes.

As I was looking around at some of the hygiene items that were around Martha had made her way towards a small accessory shop and was looking at the different hairpins. "Kirito how does this look?"

Ahh the age old question. Holding a blue looped hairpin up in order to give me a better idea of how it would look on her. Thankfully I had dealt with this kind of thing before with both my sister and Asuna. "It complements you quite nicely."

"How about this one?"

I see what she is trying to do here. "The red one looks nice, but it blends in with your hair to much the blue one brings it out much better

"I know. How much is it?"

The vender looked up from the piece he was tinkering with seemingly in thought. "Two coppers."

A look of disappointment seemed to cross Martha's face as she slowly put it back. "Maybe next time."

Picking the item up in my hand I gave it a feel, "Two coppers seems like a bit much how about one?"

"I couldn't stay in business if I sold them that cheap. How about a copper and four bits?"

"Wait Kirito you don't need to do this."

"Its fine Martha I want to." Looking back to the merchant, "Still a bit high could you do a copper and two bits… thought so. Three bits per chance?"

"Pleasure doing business with you sir."

"Same have a good rest of the day." Turning the hair piece around in my hand before clipping it into my escort's hair. "See it looks so much better there."

A soft giggle escapes her lips before turning quickly, and dragging me in another direction. We ended up at a mask stand right before she grabbed one and covered her face with it.

Knowing better then to really think deeply on the matter I began looking at the different masks that were in stock. The range of masks was defiantly impressive for a medieval world considering the Power Ranger and mecha knock offs. Sunlight reflecting off one with a mirror finish caught my eye as I picked it up taking a closer look at it. The slight reptilian look it gave off was pretty cool.

"That's the hero's mask, during the festival you wear those when you're playing out the position of the hero. You also wear this," said Martha while reaching out and grabbing a black wig and popping it on her head. "If you are playing one of the Hero's brave companions you wear that blond wig."

After a minute or so of looking between the two while Martha staring at me like I was some kind of idiot… I bought both. They were cool dammit.

The next stop had us looking at rabbits, the fact that we both thought they looked tasty was irrelevant. Also I didn't opt to get one at the time, my cooking was never as good as Asuna's and neither of us could probably get permission to use the kitchen for one thing.

Eventually making it to the original reason we had started this excursion for (buying clothes), I found the store lacking in anything I would actually wear except there excluding underwear. Seeing this I quickly bought a large amount, also grabbing a couple towels before entering intense negotiations with the two sales women. Barely making it out of there with my dignity and a bright orange doublet with hot pink highlighting which I have no clue how I ended up with.

Checking my menu I realized at some point I had gained the Appraisal and Negotiations skills along with the title Sucker.

Thankfully the next store was much better being run by a guy that had to be around eighteen and sold clothes that were more subdued and professional. Seeing this I made sure to pick up a couple shirts along with some pants. While looking at coats he mentioned that his parents ran a tailors shop on the other side of town.

Leaving the clothes I needed along with a coat with someone to take to the hotel, we hit up a cobbler to grab some different shoes. Not noticing any slip on style sandals for showering I put in a special order.

The last destination were the tailors that were recommended. Differing from the other stores that we had been to which had a large number of their wares already made and set up for immediate purchase, they had only a couple of things already made to show what they could do along with different bolts of clothe for you to choose form.

Seeing that Martha had been a bit subdued since after the doublet fiasco, while also looking intimidated by being in such an upscale store I asked her to help me select which style of coat to get. While she started looking at the different coats and trying to figure out what she thought I would look good in, I quietly asked if they could also make a dress for Martha.

I had money to burn and she had helped me a lot, it was worth it.

After selecting two different styles of coats I started the negations. While they were not able to match the quality of the fabric of my wizard's coat, which didn't surprise me, they gave me a reasonable starting price. Mentioning that I was a trader and that I had recently come across some high quality fabric, he asked to bring it in tomorrow to help hammer out the final costs but gave me a rough estimate which seemed fair.

Seeing a red faced Martha walk out of the back along with the owner's wife holding a measuring tape I took me turn going back and getting measured. "She is a sweet little thing you know. I take it your trying to court her?"

"She is that, and no. I just met her today and she was nice enough to show me around."

"That doesn't stop someone from taking a liking to you."

"I don't think I am going to be around long enough to leave an impression on her."

"Right you're a trader my Charles mentioned that. Well I hope you know what you are doing."

"I can honestly tell you that I have no clue what I am doing. I just do what I feel that I need to."

The smile on her face seemed to grow a little bit as an old memory seemed to play in her mind, "That's all you really need to do."

Leaving the store and promising to come swing by the next day to finish everything up we headed back to the inn.

On our way back a wagon filled with people dressed in rag clothes and steel collars passed by. One of the people looked Japanese with another one with purple hair and the title Mad Princess. Probably worth looking into later.

~O~O~

It was time.

This wasn't SAO where I could go two years without bathing, this was closer to Under World wear it was like I was actually here which meant. Personal hygiene. I had already bought the necessary soap, and I was going to do this.

I had inquired if they had washing facilities in town. I was politely informed only nobility could use them, however I could wash out back using the well.

The timing was perfect I had specifically targeted a time when no one would be around.

I had already went to the bathroom thankful that they at least had straw to wipe with, I would prefer to come up with something better but it was what they had.

The hedges around the back of the hotel kept people from looking in and some waist high screens kept other people from looking at each other's his and hers. Drawing a couple buckets of water I set them behind the screen I was planning on using.

After disrobing I poured the first bucket over my head. Yep that was cold.

It was about half way through covering myself in suds that the twenty something women I had seen earlier walked up earlier and set out her own screen next to mine along with her own buckets of water. Seemingly without a thought she had disrobed and sat down. The height of the screens prevented us from seeing anything but each other's faces.

With renewed vigor I finished up as quickly as I could dumping the little bit of unused water in the bushes and made a tactical retreat.

~O~O~

Diner seemed to go much better than my attempt at hygiene. Martha was running around taking orders delivering food, and generally just busting tables with remarkable skill easily dodging the hands of men twice her age as they attempted to get a feel.

Having got the recommendation to try the boar steak I did as suggested choosing to have watered down mead to wash it down with.

Before my food arrived the women who I had the pleasure of bathing with earlier sat next to me eventually ordering a salad and some watered down wine. While taking her order Martha deftly halted our conversation by standing between us for some reason.

By the time my meal had arrived I had learned that Denise was a widow of about a year who was returning home after spending much time dealing with her grief and her husband's affairs. The men I had seen her with on my way out with Martha were her husband's friends.

Also rice was a thing in the vintage capital (don't quote me on the name) while only rich people ate white bread (will wonders cease). The stiffness of rye bread could sometimes be annoying but, I really don't see why rich people would specifically go for white bread.

Any thoughts of her being a vegetarian due to her ordering a salad was eventually dispelled as after I ordered some bone in meat to split she tore through it faster than Americans through wings on super bowl Sunday.

As the night as well as the number of drinks we had progressed I gained the Poker Face and Alcohol Tolerance skills.

Martha gained a pitying/annoyed face whenever she came back to top off our drinks.

Denise gained a trip up the stairs on my back being barely able to stand.

On the plus side Martha called me a gentlemen while showing me Denise's room.

On the down side Martha saw me jump through a window, no glass thankfully, after Denise went for my pants as I put her in her bed then somehow got around me and blocked the door way.

I do hope Martha got out of that one unscathed.

As I went about my leisurely roof jumping the adventure of the past couple of days meandered through my head. There were a couple of things that I came to realize.

One: this was way too realistic and precise to be a conventional video game. Leaving only another Underworld scenario or alternate reality with extremely video game like qualities.

Two: If Denise was any sign I need to avoid drunk older women.

Three: While everything was calm now I probably needed to save the world somehow. Either freeing everyone from the server, or from a demon lord. I as some of my friends jokingly called me videogame Jesus never end up in a video game like this unless something ridicules happens. Alternatively another dimension doesn't summon a hero unless they need it… usually.

Four: The food here is amazing, or I have been eating crap food way to much lately.

Five: Rika and Shino are going to pissed that I bailed on them tomorrow. Unless time flows differently here no way to really check that out.

Six: I really needed to invent easily manufactured quality toilet paper.

Also…

I hope I left my window unlocked.