Chapter Forty-One: Fight or Flight
A/N: Hey, it's Anna-chan here. Just to be on the safe side, this chapter's rating will be upped to R for some violent parts. I'm not going to change the rating for the whole story, because it's not necessary, but if there are any more chapters like this I'll let you know. Thanks!
Quatre shouldered his jacket and went to search for his comrades. Chase had been unusually quiet most of the day and Dorothy had fallen asleep about an hour earlier. He stepped out of his room and headed down the hall.
He ran into Ryu on the sidewalk. "Konban wa, Ryu-kun. How are you?"
The blue-haired man turned a steely gaze on him, but smiled devilishly. "Fine. Where are you off to?"
"Just to take a walk downtown. Care to come?"
The warrior's smile widened ever so slightly. "No thanks. I'll see you later."
Quatre nodded. "Ja!" The blonde headed off.
"Not too much later though." Ryu said darkly.
Trowa Barton left the house he was staying in. He was fully armed, and on a mission. He wasn't going to ignore his gut feeling this time. Quatre was still alive, and even though he felt the blonde man would never forgive him, he could still protect his one time friend. Something was wrong, and the Silencer could feel it. He headed into to the city and the sun slowly sank behind him.
(Don't know if this is really an A/N cuz I'm not "Technically" an author. (I think) O well, The man behind Ryuujin here, this is my first add on to the story and it was so heavy on Ryu that I just HAD to be the one to write it.) (A/N2: also if you notice a lack of Japanese…well that's because I don't know that much of it, hehe, And besides Ryuujin was never meant to speak a word of it, so there!)
A scrap of paper flapped across the street as a cold nights breeze moved in. The moon rose and the night was set.
A feeling of dread fell over Trowa as his mind raced with feelings of urgency as if every second he lost was a second lost of Quatre's life.
"Quatre, where are you?" Trowa's pace quickened to a light jog and then into an all out run as the feeling of Quatre's danger became ever stronger.
Quatre rambled aimlessly as he wandered the streets gathering his thoughts "Something seemed awfully odd about Ryu when I bumped into him earlier. Maybe he is getting sick, I'll ask him next time I see him I guess."
"Does he really not know?"
"Na. I bet he was just upset about all that's been happening with Chase lately. I mean, I don't know if Chase can tell, but Ryu is dead set in love with her…I don't even know if Heero loves Chase that much anymore…"
Quatre's thoughts were cut off be the sudden thud from the alley across the street. The startled man backed in to the alley behind him, he was regretfully unarmed. A looming figure approached from alley parallel his. It was dark cloaked figure well hidden with the shadows and walking strait at him. Quatre backed to the rear most of the alley as he waited for the man to arrive.
"How was your walk Quatre?"
"Phew! Its just you Ryu-kun! You really scared me there for a minute. What are you doing here?"
"Oh nothing, just looking for you."
"O okay, well I was just walking would you like to join me?"
"Na, that's ok Quatre I'm a little busy."
Something was defiantly wrong with Ryu tonight and Quatre could tell.
"Oh well I wont be keeping you from you business Ryu. Ja."
Just as Quatre was about to head past Ryu only the sound of sliding medal could be heard as Ryu's sword came sliding out of his sheath and into the wall in front of Quatre. Ryu, still fully draped in his grey cloak, had not moved but to strike the wall in an instant.
"Just a second Quatre, I need to ask you a few questions before you leave, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good. First of all, do you feel guilty, Quatre?"
"Guilty? Well, yes, we all do I hope for all the people we killed in the war…why?"
Ryuujin's features hardened as he gripped his sword in self- restraint.
"Second, Question. Do you remember anything from the time when you where under the influence of the Zero system during the war?"
"Well…Kind of it's more of a blur really. It was even hard for me to control myself while the Zero system controlled my fate. Does that help you Ry…"
Quatre was cut of by Ryu throwing him to the ground and pinning his shoulders.
"Was it still one big blur when you destroyed MY PARENTS? WELL WAS IT QUATRE?!"
A mad furry had entered Ryu's eye's and Quatre couldn't even move much less reply.
"I…I…"
"Quatre-Raberba Winner" The blue haired swordsman raised his sword high ready to stab Quatre. "I will now avenge my parents by slaying their slayer! I…am sorry my friend but this is deeper then you…any last words?"
Quatre closed his eye certain of death. " Yes. Take care of Chase for me, she needs all the help she can get. And…" Quatre's voice lowered and Ryu drew closer. "Make her a good wife some day like she was before all this happened, I think that was when she was happiest."
Ryu shut his eyes and raised his blade high in the air. Ryuujin's voice dropped to a solemn tone "Bye Quatre."
"NO!" Trowa bashed Ryuujin to the side. "Go Quatre, NOW!"
"Trowa?"
"Trowa?"
"GO QUATRE! GO NOW!"
Quatre stumbled to his feet and dashed off in to the cold nights air.
"DAMN IT! Trowa!? Why?! Where?! What?! No I don't even care!" Ryu stood up to face Trowa. "Damn you Trowa! How dare you stop me! This was my only chance! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Look, Ryu is it? I don't care what kind of opportunity this was but…"
"You! … tell me this Trowa Barton. Would you give you life for Quatre's?"
"…Yes I would Ryu."
"Then it is settled. Quatre's life shall be spared for yours Mr. Barton."
"Ryu. I don't know why you so bent on killing Quatre or why you all of the sudden are blood thirsty but…"
"Blood thirsty? O no my friend this isn't blood thirsty. You wouldn't want to see me when I'm…blood thirsty." A grim smile crept over Ryu's face as he threw off his cumbersome cloak.
"Enough talk Ryu. Am I going to have to kill you?"
"Heh, or try at least."
Trowa lifted his gun and pointed it at Ryuujin. The gun went off and no one was there.
"Missed!?."
A voice whispered out from behind Trowa. "You didn't miss. I dodged."
A wave off pain stuck through Trowa's back and to his chest. "That will slow you down."
Trowa clasped his hands into a ball and reeled around, hitting Ryu upside the head and throwing his off balance.
"What did you do!?" Trowa felt his back where the pain came first.
Ryu grinned, "See for your self." Trowa reached back and pulled out a long jagged knife about six inches long and purposely rusted.
"Aaah!" Trowa fought off the pain of the open wound, gritting his teeth he stuck the knife in his belt.
"Hurts, aye?" Ryu gripped his fist and punched Trowa in the face breaking his nose. "Bet that hurt too."
Trowa re-gathered his concentration and swung back at Ryu catching him off guard.
"Aaah my eye!" Ryu placed a hand over one eye as he looked back for Trowa, but he was gone. "Trowa? Trooooooooooowa where aaaaaaare you?"
"Right here!" Trowa shouted from behind Ryu.
"Huh?" Ryu turned around just in time to see Trowa leap into the air spinning, as Trowa's round kick slammed him to the ground. "Hey Ryu! DID THAT HURT?! AYE?! DID IT!?"
Ryuujin's vision blurred as he fought for consciousness. "My head…"
Trowa through down a pack he had had strapped on his side. He rummaged through it for a few seconds and pulled out some bandages and began to try and seal his wound as fast as possible.
"…For my…parents…for my parents…" Ryu stumbled to his feet with a renewed spirit. "This one is… FOR MY PARENTS!" Ryu darted off towards Trowa, who had now finished wrapping his wound. "Take THIS!" Ryu leapt up and towards Trowa with one knee forward, bringing his back foot forward and up to meet Trowa's jaw. Trowa flew upward off the ground and into the air four feet before falling flat on his back to the ground.
What life was left in Trowa's eye's seemed gone. His head lay limp and to the side, his hands strews out across.
Ryu knelt down next to him "Good bye Trowa." Ryu lifted his sword from its sheath.
Just as Ryu was about to deal the finishing blow Trowa blinked and looked up at Ryu " Surprise!" Trowa reached to his belt and pulled out the dagger and plunged it into Ryu's chest.
Ryu reeled back in pain as he pulled the knife from his chest, ripping out some flesh.
By now both men were bloodied, tiered, and just all out pissed off at their opponent. A cold breeze blew through the night air as the two men stared at each other, and smiled.
Quatre raced down the streets of Tokyo.
"What the heck was THAT?! Ryuujin tried to kill me! Man this has been some kind of week Quatre old boy." Quatre stopped abruptly and ducked into a nearby alley. "Wait a second, what am I going to do now? First I'm worried about my partner Trowa then Ryu's lost it and now Trowa's shown up again! What next?" Quatre sighed and began to jog towards where Chase was staying "Maybe Chase will know what to do with those guys." Then he thought to himself "As if she ever does."
Ryuujin's back slammed against the alley wall, his skin grinded as he slid to the ground.
"I have to hand it to you Trowa I really am glad I'm fighting you instead of Quatre. He wouldn't have put up any fight."
"Shut up you sick son of…" Trowa leapt in the air for a drop kick on Ryu.
"Oh yeah?" Ryu kicked up his leg and caught Trowa's stomach when he landed. "You're not getting off that easy Trowa." Ryu kicked his boot knife as hard as possible and it broke through the bottom of his shoe and entered Trowa. As warm blood seeped from Trowa's mouth he backed up slid a knife out of his body for the second time that day. "Okay Trowa its time to finish this. If you think you can muster enough strength to get to the top of this building with the fire escape will end it, if you don't make it up there and you leave you will be spared and I will kill Quatre instead. Your choice, Silencer."
Ryu knelt down low to the ground and yaulped with power as he shot into the air back flipping onto the roof behind him.
Trowa's mouth gaped open. "He's just not human!"
Quatre's pace slowed as he came to the realization that he had no clue where Chase was.
"Confound it, where could Chase be? Well I guess my best shot is to head towards her appointment and maybe stumble…" Quatre's shoulder clipped into a stranger as he strolled down the street.
"Oh I'm horribly sorry miss, I didn't mean too…Chase? Chase is that you?
"Quatre what are you doing here?"
Quatre sighed "Your going to need to sit down for this one Chase."
A/N: Hey, it's Anna-chan here. Just to be on the safe side, this chapter's rating will be upped to R for some violent parts. I'm not going to change the rating for the whole story, because it's not necessary, but if there are any more chapters like this I'll let you know. Thanks!
Quatre shouldered his jacket and went to search for his comrades. Chase had been unusually quiet most of the day and Dorothy had fallen asleep about an hour earlier. He stepped out of his room and headed down the hall.
He ran into Ryu on the sidewalk. "Konban wa, Ryu-kun. How are you?"
The blue-haired man turned a steely gaze on him, but smiled devilishly. "Fine. Where are you off to?"
"Just to take a walk downtown. Care to come?"
The warrior's smile widened ever so slightly. "No thanks. I'll see you later."
Quatre nodded. "Ja!" The blonde headed off.
"Not too much later though." Ryu said darkly.
Trowa Barton left the house he was staying in. He was fully armed, and on a mission. He wasn't going to ignore his gut feeling this time. Quatre was still alive, and even though he felt the blonde man would never forgive him, he could still protect his one time friend. Something was wrong, and the Silencer could feel it. He headed into to the city and the sun slowly sank behind him.
(Don't know if this is really an A/N cuz I'm not "Technically" an author. (I think) O well, The man behind Ryuujin here, this is my first add on to the story and it was so heavy on Ryu that I just HAD to be the one to write it.) (A/N2: also if you notice a lack of Japanese…well that's because I don't know that much of it, hehe, And besides Ryuujin was never meant to speak a word of it, so there!)
A scrap of paper flapped across the street as a cold nights breeze moved in. The moon rose and the night was set.
A feeling of dread fell over Trowa as his mind raced with feelings of urgency as if every second he lost was a second lost of Quatre's life.
"Quatre, where are you?" Trowa's pace quickened to a light jog and then into an all out run as the feeling of Quatre's danger became ever stronger.
Quatre rambled aimlessly as he wandered the streets gathering his thoughts "Something seemed awfully odd about Ryu when I bumped into him earlier. Maybe he is getting sick, I'll ask him next time I see him I guess."
"Does he really not know?"
"Na. I bet he was just upset about all that's been happening with Chase lately. I mean, I don't know if Chase can tell, but Ryu is dead set in love with her…I don't even know if Heero loves Chase that much anymore…"
Quatre's thoughts were cut off be the sudden thud from the alley across the street. The startled man backed in to the alley behind him, he was regretfully unarmed. A looming figure approached from alley parallel his. It was dark cloaked figure well hidden with the shadows and walking strait at him. Quatre backed to the rear most of the alley as he waited for the man to arrive.
"How was your walk Quatre?"
"Phew! Its just you Ryu-kun! You really scared me there for a minute. What are you doing here?"
"Oh nothing, just looking for you."
"O okay, well I was just walking would you like to join me?"
"Na, that's ok Quatre I'm a little busy."
Something was defiantly wrong with Ryu tonight and Quatre could tell.
"Oh well I wont be keeping you from you business Ryu. Ja."
Just as Quatre was about to head past Ryu only the sound of sliding medal could be heard as Ryu's sword came sliding out of his sheath and into the wall in front of Quatre. Ryu, still fully draped in his grey cloak, had not moved but to strike the wall in an instant.
"Just a second Quatre, I need to ask you a few questions before you leave, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good. First of all, do you feel guilty, Quatre?"
"Guilty? Well, yes, we all do I hope for all the people we killed in the war…why?"
Ryuujin's features hardened as he gripped his sword in self- restraint.
"Second, Question. Do you remember anything from the time when you where under the influence of the Zero system during the war?"
"Well…Kind of it's more of a blur really. It was even hard for me to control myself while the Zero system controlled my fate. Does that help you Ry…"
Quatre was cut of by Ryu throwing him to the ground and pinning his shoulders.
"Was it still one big blur when you destroyed MY PARENTS? WELL WAS IT QUATRE?!"
A mad furry had entered Ryu's eye's and Quatre couldn't even move much less reply.
"I…I…"
"Quatre-Raberba Winner" The blue haired swordsman raised his sword high ready to stab Quatre. "I will now avenge my parents by slaying their slayer! I…am sorry my friend but this is deeper then you…any last words?"
Quatre closed his eye certain of death. " Yes. Take care of Chase for me, she needs all the help she can get. And…" Quatre's voice lowered and Ryu drew closer. "Make her a good wife some day like she was before all this happened, I think that was when she was happiest."
Ryu shut his eyes and raised his blade high in the air. Ryuujin's voice dropped to a solemn tone "Bye Quatre."
"NO!" Trowa bashed Ryuujin to the side. "Go Quatre, NOW!"
"Trowa?"
"Trowa?"
"GO QUATRE! GO NOW!"
Quatre stumbled to his feet and dashed off in to the cold nights air.
"DAMN IT! Trowa!? Why?! Where?! What?! No I don't even care!" Ryu stood up to face Trowa. "Damn you Trowa! How dare you stop me! This was my only chance! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Look, Ryu is it? I don't care what kind of opportunity this was but…"
"You! … tell me this Trowa Barton. Would you give you life for Quatre's?"
"…Yes I would Ryu."
"Then it is settled. Quatre's life shall be spared for yours Mr. Barton."
"Ryu. I don't know why you so bent on killing Quatre or why you all of the sudden are blood thirsty but…"
"Blood thirsty? O no my friend this isn't blood thirsty. You wouldn't want to see me when I'm…blood thirsty." A grim smile crept over Ryu's face as he threw off his cumbersome cloak.
"Enough talk Ryu. Am I going to have to kill you?"
"Heh, or try at least."
Trowa lifted his gun and pointed it at Ryuujin. The gun went off and no one was there.
"Missed!?."
A voice whispered out from behind Trowa. "You didn't miss. I dodged."
A wave off pain stuck through Trowa's back and to his chest. "That will slow you down."
Trowa clasped his hands into a ball and reeled around, hitting Ryu upside the head and throwing his off balance.
"What did you do!?" Trowa felt his back where the pain came first.
Ryu grinned, "See for your self." Trowa reached back and pulled out a long jagged knife about six inches long and purposely rusted.
"Aaah!" Trowa fought off the pain of the open wound, gritting his teeth he stuck the knife in his belt.
"Hurts, aye?" Ryu gripped his fist and punched Trowa in the face breaking his nose. "Bet that hurt too."
Trowa re-gathered his concentration and swung back at Ryu catching him off guard.
"Aaah my eye!" Ryu placed a hand over one eye as he looked back for Trowa, but he was gone. "Trowa? Trooooooooooowa where aaaaaaare you?"
"Right here!" Trowa shouted from behind Ryu.
"Huh?" Ryu turned around just in time to see Trowa leap into the air spinning, as Trowa's round kick slammed him to the ground. "Hey Ryu! DID THAT HURT?! AYE?! DID IT!?"
Ryuujin's vision blurred as he fought for consciousness. "My head…"
Trowa through down a pack he had had strapped on his side. He rummaged through it for a few seconds and pulled out some bandages and began to try and seal his wound as fast as possible.
"…For my…parents…for my parents…" Ryu stumbled to his feet with a renewed spirit. "This one is… FOR MY PARENTS!" Ryu darted off towards Trowa, who had now finished wrapping his wound. "Take THIS!" Ryu leapt up and towards Trowa with one knee forward, bringing his back foot forward and up to meet Trowa's jaw. Trowa flew upward off the ground and into the air four feet before falling flat on his back to the ground.
What life was left in Trowa's eye's seemed gone. His head lay limp and to the side, his hands strews out across.
Ryu knelt down next to him "Good bye Trowa." Ryu lifted his sword from its sheath.
Just as Ryu was about to deal the finishing blow Trowa blinked and looked up at Ryu " Surprise!" Trowa reached to his belt and pulled out the dagger and plunged it into Ryu's chest.
Ryu reeled back in pain as he pulled the knife from his chest, ripping out some flesh.
By now both men were bloodied, tiered, and just all out pissed off at their opponent. A cold breeze blew through the night air as the two men stared at each other, and smiled.
Quatre raced down the streets of Tokyo.
"What the heck was THAT?! Ryuujin tried to kill me! Man this has been some kind of week Quatre old boy." Quatre stopped abruptly and ducked into a nearby alley. "Wait a second, what am I going to do now? First I'm worried about my partner Trowa then Ryu's lost it and now Trowa's shown up again! What next?" Quatre sighed and began to jog towards where Chase was staying "Maybe Chase will know what to do with those guys." Then he thought to himself "As if she ever does."
Ryuujin's back slammed against the alley wall, his skin grinded as he slid to the ground.
"I have to hand it to you Trowa I really am glad I'm fighting you instead of Quatre. He wouldn't have put up any fight."
"Shut up you sick son of…" Trowa leapt in the air for a drop kick on Ryu.
"Oh yeah?" Ryu kicked up his leg and caught Trowa's stomach when he landed. "You're not getting off that easy Trowa." Ryu kicked his boot knife as hard as possible and it broke through the bottom of his shoe and entered Trowa. As warm blood seeped from Trowa's mouth he backed up slid a knife out of his body for the second time that day. "Okay Trowa its time to finish this. If you think you can muster enough strength to get to the top of this building with the fire escape will end it, if you don't make it up there and you leave you will be spared and I will kill Quatre instead. Your choice, Silencer."
Ryu knelt down low to the ground and yaulped with power as he shot into the air back flipping onto the roof behind him.
Trowa's mouth gaped open. "He's just not human!"
Quatre's pace slowed as he came to the realization that he had no clue where Chase was.
"Confound it, where could Chase be? Well I guess my best shot is to head towards her appointment and maybe stumble…" Quatre's shoulder clipped into a stranger as he strolled down the street.
"Oh I'm horribly sorry miss, I didn't mean too…Chase? Chase is that you?
"Quatre what are you doing here?"
Quatre sighed "Your going to need to sit down for this one Chase."
