Thanks for all the reviews guys! I really appreciate it and I'm glad you guys enjoy it so far. I'm so sorry it's so short but I just got back to focusing on it, it's been hard without my own computer. Here's something to hold you over until I get a longer chapter finished. I've already got chapter four started, and I promise it won't take as long as this one did. But yes, enough of me blabbing, onto the story!

Tell his secrets? What the fuck was he thinking? All those empty bellied days must've really made him soft. Next thing he knew he'd be kissing kittens and skipping through fields of daises. He intwined his skinny fingers and brought them behind his head. "Ya know, kickin' ass and takin' names." Fuu's lips relaxed into a soft smile and a dreamy look shone in her eyes. "It's funny, I figured it we ever saw each other again it would be the three of us. Part of me is waiting for Jin to walk through the door." Mugen's jaw clenched and his eyelids fluttered shut. Unfortunately the news he had on the subject was going to shatter her hopes for a full reunion. "Actually, I, Uh...don't think either of us will be running into Jin anytime soon." A small delicate hand darted onto his shoulder. "Oh no Mugen, don't tell me..." He wanted so badly to lie to her, to keep her happy but even being the cold-hearted man he was he knew that denying the inevitable would hurt her more. Inhaling deeply he finally spoke. "Yeah Fuu, he's a goner. Nasharu from his old dojo killed him to avenge their master or some shit. You remember back in the day all those assholes chasing after Jin, one must've finally caught up to him. Bet I could taken the asshole though." Fuu's eyebrows knitted together in thought. "C'mon Mugen, there's no way, you know Jin's fighting talents better than I do and it just doesn't fit that one person could bring him down. After all, he was the best in his class, so how could some second rate samurai beat him?" Well, she certainly had a point. "I understand where you're coming from but don't get your hopes up. I heard it from a pretty reliable source." Sadly, he found himself also wanting to believe Jin was alive. Despite all their fighting and bickering he considered Jin a solid friend and equal (although if anyone asked he's never admit it). But Fuu just laughed, "Mugen, who the hell do you consider a reliable source? Some unlawful louse with two teeth to his name? Who knows if Jin is dead for sure? I never really expected to see either of you again but I know in my heart that he's still out there somewhere." A scoff escaped Mugen's chapped lips and it was his turn to raise a questioning brow. "You're shittin' on my reliable source but you're relying on a goddamn organ to tell you if Jin's alive? Explain to me again how I'm the idiot here." Perhaps time had cooled Fuu's easily ignited temper. Opposed to letting Mugen push her buttons, she rolled her eyes. "I have plenty of evidence to support your idiocy but why don't you chill out. We haven't seen each other in awhile. Instead of being at each other's throats I think we should celebrate, don't you?" Mugen looked skeptical. "The only way I celebrate is by drinking myself into a coma and last time I checked you did that after one shot." A blush crept up Fuu's cheeks despite her laughter. "Oh Mugen! times change people you know."

Her laughter quickly turned into a look of mischief. She turned and dove into the cabinet behind her, banging things around in a rush to find something. Mugen could really care less about what she was looking for because the view of her cute and curvy butt up in the air was more than enough to keep his tongue in check."AHA!" She turned around holding a giant jug of sake. Mugen's trained ears could tell by the sloshing that it was full to the brim. After setting down the giant jug with a thump she procured two cups and set one in front of each of them. "Well jeeze Mugen, why don't you be a gentleman and pour some booze

for me. Let's get this party started!" Mugen did not need to be told twice to drink alcohol, that's for sure. He filled Fuu's cup and then brought the jug to his lips, taking a hearty gulp. He glanced over at Fuu who was smacking her lips with her hand outstretched for another serving. "Damn! What are you some kinda lush now? Where'd you get this shit anyway? It's pretty damn good." Fuu gestured towards her cup. "Fill me up and maybe I'll tell you." Mugen couldn't believe it! All this time he'd been missing out on the perfect drinking buddy. He filled her up again and took a few more gulps and soon the taste of vinegar that sake leaves on the tongue was strong in both their mouths. To Mugen's obvious surprise Fuu was keeping up with him drink for drink with only a slight pink tinge to her cheeks. After drink ten or so a devilish look spread across Fuu's features, the sort of look only alcohol can bring about. "Hey, how about we play truth or dare?" Mugen had gone so long without drinking that his usual threshold was lowered and he was feeling pretty good. He leaned towards Fuu and shot her his most seductive look. "I'm game."