Part four is here, mostly told from Ryou's experience this chapter. Also, having never traveled by plane even once in my life, I am slightly lost when it comes to how an airport works. So I'm winging it.

Summary: (Shinigami was out to play, and it didn't feel like going back home yet.) Gundam Wing x Yu-Gi-Oh Crossover (Some things should have stayed lost.)

Story Warnings: TWT, violence, death of nameless people, pointless death, lots of death...

Chapter Warnings: Strong language

Pairings: TBA (Aka: It's a secret!) Look at my profile for the latest poll regarding pairings for In Death's Hand.

In Death's Hand

Dead Man Walking

October, AC 195, Saturday, 10:38 AM, Burgen City Airport, Europe

Ryou shifted as a voice announced that the flight from Germany had landed, and watched the gate for Yuugi. He wasn't hard to spot.

Seriously, even after a couple hundred years of being alive, one would think that a change in style would be more then needed. The only thing that changed was his age.

Yuugi still had that tricolored hair that he claimed was natural, but it had grown slightly longer, and wasn't in its customary spikes that had covered his head when he and Ryou had first met. It was partially covered in a brown leather cap, and the brown trench coat was hanging loosely off of him, and he could see the leather that even after all these years, couldn't be given up. For being so innocent back then, he sure enjoyed tight leather...

Shaking his head, he walked up to his friend, ignoring the sarcastic voice of his darker half muttering something about having to be around royalty again. Grabbing Yuugi into a brief hug, they exchanged pleasantries, though this was mostly for public eye. They both had something much more important on their minds.

A Chase Anderson, to be precise.

Yuugi grabbed his single suitcase from where the luggage had been checked in and they made their way out to Ryou's car. His car wasn't anything too fancy, but it wasn't a piece of junk either. Ryou took Yuugi's luggage, and putting it in the trunk, let his friend into the car, and then got into the driver's seat, started the car and took off at a rather fast pace.

"So what have you found out so far?" Ryou asked, having heard very little from Yuugi over the past few days.

"Well, apparently Chase Anderson was born AC 180 to Harriet and Victor Anderson. He was born with black hair and brown eyes, and he died a few years ago along with his family after his neighborhood was bombed in a conflict near the area he lived."

Ryou stared at him wide eyed for a few moments, before Yuugi yelped, and Ryou remembered he was driving. He jerked his car back onto the road, slamming on the brakes. The pedestrian who had been getting out of his car was now on top of said vehicle, and was staring at Ryou's car incredulously.

"Whadda hell ya doin'?! Tryin' ta kill me?"

Ryou was still in slight shock from both the near accident – really, he had never been that careless! – and from what Yuugi had told him. He scrambled out of the car, recognizing the pedestrian immediately (what other guy would wear a braid that long?).

"Ch-Chase! I'm so sorry! My friend and I had been catching up on old times, and well, he startled me! I didn't mean to try to plow you over!"

"Dude, calm down Ryou! I know you didn't. I didn't know it was you drivin', or else I would have been a little more creative in my accusation." Chase winked, and climbed off of his car. People passing by had stopped to stare, which Chase noticed immediately.

"What the fuck ya idiots lookin' at?! Waitin' for a peep show or a brawl?" Many people hurried by after this, though a few shot Chase repulsive looks before leaving. A couple lingered, but after a few well placed insults, the crowd dispersed.

"Uh..." Yuugi blinked, and Ryou nearly smacked his forehead. He had completely forgotten to tell him about Chase's little personality quirk. If Chase was really his name, anyways.

"Chase, this is a childhood friend of mine, Yuugi Mouto. Yuugi, this is Chase Anderson."

"It'snice to finally meet you, Chase. According to Ryou, you're the only other decent person in his school," Yuugi said, assuming from what Ryou had told him. The look Chase gave him clearly said 'I'm decent?'. Apparently from Yuugi's look, he was thinking the same thing.

"Er… So what brings you downtown?" Ryou asked, feeling slightly embarrassed. Chase shrugged, and replied, "Shoppin', even I need to eat every now and then. I'm guessin' you were at the airport?"

Yuugi blinked, and nodded. "My flight just came in, and Ryou was picking me up."

"Well, how funny is that? My friend is comin' in a week, though, so no tryin' to kill people on the way back for me… yet," Chase grinned, and Ryou flushed. Seriously, it was Chase's fault to begin with. He wasn't even alive.

"Who's this friend? Is he…"

"Like me? Nah, he's not even goin' to school. He dropped out last year, and his dad is probably gonna kick him out of the house again… so he's comin' to live with me for a while, at least until his dad sobers up." Chase tilted his head, apparently lost in thought.

"What's his name?"

"Taki," Chase said, and then shrugged, "At least, that's what he says his name is. I bet it's something embarrassing."

"Sounds Asian, is this the friend you learned swordplay from?" Ryou asked, curious.

"No way, Taki with a sword?" Duo chuckled, and waved his hand. "That would be Chang. I swear, when he's not teachin' me, he's tryin' to impale me. Has the shortest temper." Duo knew it was safe to use Wufei's last name, since it was rather common. Not to mention most Asians introduced or used their last name more commonly then their first. Heero though… Well, that was self-explanatory enough.

"So how many people don't you know?" Ryou asked, and Duo chuckled again.

"Actually, I hardly know anyone. Don't get out much besides to shop or attend school when I go."

"Well, how about hanging out with us for a while sometime?" Ryou asked, and Duo thought about it. He thought – actually, he knew – there was something strange about the kid. He had that feeling about knowing more then he should. Not to mention he gave off a strange vibe whenever he got close. Now that he thought about it, the Yuugi kid did too. What was it about those two that made the Shinigami restless?

"Well… uhm… sure?" The restless feeling just grew. He could almost hear Shinigami trying to say something, but firmly shut it out. He didn't want to deal with the other inhabitant of his mind right now.

And he just remembered why Shinigami hated being ignored.

"Ouch!" Duo yelped, grabbing his head. Ryou knelt next to him, and said, "You okay, Chase?"

"Y-yeah… headache decided to come and bite me on the ass," Duo stuttered slightly, Shinigami attacking the barriers of his mind again. When his eyes locked with Yuugi's though, he saw something that frightened him.

Yuugi knew it wasn't a headache.

Duo stood up, shot another look at Ryou, then said to Yuugi, "Well, I don't wanna ruin the rest of your day. And I really need to pick up food before someone comes lookin' for me. Have fun."

Duo didn't want for an answer before he sprinted down the street, quickly blending into the crowd.

"He suspects us. You were right Ryou. He does house darkness within him. But unlike us… he doesn't know what to do with it."

Ryou glanced at Yuugi. "So it's not just me thinking that wasn't a headache?"

"No. It's reacting to us. He suspects us too, so be on your guard. We don't know how violent it is, or what triggers it."

"Hell, we don't even know who his lightness is. I mean, he's basically the living dead right now to us."

"Come on, let's get going."

Ryou glanced at his car, and noticed something.

"It looks like we're going to be walking…"

Sticking out of his tire was a small knife. The tire was completely flat.

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ALT