A/N: hello all, long time no see! i've been wanting to write a Fuugen story forever and just wrote this 2night and decided to submit it. It gets way better trust me! hehe so please give it a chance! it will take place during the time the guys are healing in the last episode, and then 6 months from then. Im not really into them having a 5 year break, 3 is max for me XP, plus even though, yeah Mugen would probably be more attracted to Fuu if her breast were bigger, i think its kinda degrading to so i left it out! Um to all the DBZ V/B fans out there, no i haven't quit my other two stories, i just was on the longest break for various reasons and i'm hoping to get back into them, i just gotta re-read them myself hehe
Disclaimer: dont own champloo, please dont sue, if i did tho, they would have never have seperated! sobs
"tomorrow, at this time where will you be
"tomorrow, at this time where will you be? Who will you be thinking about?"
-Utada Hikaru
"Fuu, what are you planning to do after you meet the sunflower samurai?"
"…That's right, I need to start thinking about that…"
"If I…"
"I just…don't want to think about it…because Mugen is…I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Wait. I'll throw down my sword. But in return, let her go."
"You can't"
"Get. Going. You haven't met the sunflower samurai yet, right?"
"I can't do that... I can't leave you."
"Cut the crap. What do you think we came all this way for? Get you'r ass moving"
"But..they're going to--"
"I ain't gonna die. Have some faith in me."
Blinding rays of the morning sun silently crept through the dusty cottage window, illuminating the inside in which three figures lay. Light snores that echoed off the wooded walls came from one of the occupants, overpowering the other sleeper's light shallow breathes. However the third was wide a wake. Taking comfort in the symphony of sleep, knowing that in a few days, all that would greet her in the morning would be nothing but white noise.
Fuu lay as quietly as she could, desperate not to disturb her recovering roommates. It had been 6 days since their quest for the 'samurai who smells of sunflowers' came to an end, in which they all escaped certain death except of course, her father, Mr. Samurai Sunflower himself. Fuu chocked as she tried to suppress emotions that were all too complicated for her to handle at the moment. It wasn't even these thoughts that were keeping her awake. Memories of that fateful day had been occupying her mind, her dreams ever since. She entrusted her life to these two men, and vowed in secret to take care of them as best she could.
Yet, now what?
Their journey had finished, thus freeing them of their positions as bodyguards, leaving no reason for them to stay around her anymore like a couple of stray dogs. They were only still with her on account of their hideous wounds. However…in those last few crucial days before she had finally found her father, Fuu felt they had connected in a way that was unbreakable. Corny, Fuu couldn't agree more, yet she hoped more than anything it was true, because it was in those last few days Fuu had finally found the family she was missing since her mother die. Yet, of equal importance, she finally plucked up the courage to admit to herself that she liked Mugen…a lot.
Many factors were involved in the postponement of her feelings, the main one was fear of being rejected, and how could you disagree with her? Their travels consisted of constant bickering and physical abuse (on Fuu's behalf), even being civil to each other couldn't occur without a few arguments. However as crazy as it sounded, Fuu couldn't image her life any other way anymore. She loved their heated fights, he always put on the funniest faces, the best would be when he pouted, or grinned maliciously, which was just plain hot. She couldn't explain it, but she was crazy about him, and had been for a while. But Fuu knew too well, that as soon as his as wounds had healed he would be out that door without a second glance. Not because he didn't care; she knew he did, he had to; it just wasn't his style to stay put, he was a vagabond, free spirit after all, nothing could tie him down. That didn't mean that Fuu wasn't going to try though. Although her naivety had decreased, she was still as stubborn as an Ox. With that she sat up, finger brushed her hair, untangling knots, then calmly leaned over to her right.
"Mugen, wake up, I'm going to put on some tea in a minute then breakfast." She couldn't help but lightly shake him on his uninjured shoulder and as he rolled over, carefully yet swiftly pushed back some of his untamed hair. It was this time in the morning when Fuu could get away with little touches like this and not be pushed away or laughed at. A beautiful little smile graced her lips as he groggily rubbed his eyes and yawned then carelessly glanced her way.
"Wad'ya say?" a very disoriented vagabond yawned.
"I'm going to make some tea, want some?"
"Sure, whatever " Mugen rolled over onto his stomach, burying his face in his pillow, trying to hide away from the sun.
"Well get up lazy ass!" Fuu demanded, deciding to get him riled up first thing in the morning, which probably wasn't the smartest move, yet the funniest.
"Don't boss me around girl! I will get up when I fucking well feel like it!" he shouted, however it was muffled by the pillow he still had his face in.
"Fine your tea will be cold by then idiot"
"What did you call me?" his head shot up, awarding Fuu a death glare.
"You heard me! Or are you deaf too?" she smirked, placing both hands on her hips and cocking her head slightly, as if he were younger than she.
" I wish I was! Wouldn't have to listen to you first thing the bloody ass morning. Man I feel sorry for the poor ass that will marry you, if you ever get married."
"Oh that's rich coming from you!"
"Idiot, of course I will never get married, why the fuck would I want an annoying bitch by my side all the fucking time for the rest of my fucking life, that's just cruel! I mean, I had to put up with you for almost a year, Kami that was enough!" at this Fuu's lips trembled. Morning Mugen was extremely harsh. Turning her back to him she gently woke Jin, who had been awake since the yelling had commenced, poor thing. As soon as Jin sat up she grabbed the tea pot and headed outside for the well without another word. Once at the well, she let the tears pour as she collected water.
'I guess I had it coming, I mean I know better than to provoke him in the morning, but he didn't have to blow up so much' she grumbled to herself.
'Kami why am I in love with that idiot?' she sighed, perhaps today was not the best day to admit her feelings just yet.
Back inside the hut Jin turned to face Mugen with a passive look on his face.
"Don't you fucking start too fish-face!" Mugen pointed his lanky boney finger at his friend.
"I wasn't going to say anything, however now seems appropriate, you are an idiot."
"Fuck you."
Jin sighed. He couldn't believe how they could fight over such trivia things such as tea, yet then lead to a full-scale argument. Jin was not a blind fool, he knew exactly how Fuu felt towards Mugen; the night he had almost proposed to leave with her proved his hypothesis. He always knew Mugen harbored strong feelings towards Fuu, unlike his, which was more of a brotherly affection. However despite their true feelings, they were both acting like children, that irritated him the most. Yet Jin would never play matchmaker, but try and at least talk some sense into them and see how it unfolds from their. However, like Fuu, Jin was aware that days spent together were coming to a rapid close, as his and Mugen's wounds were healing fast.
"Can't you at least be civil with her? She did tend to your wounds, more than one occasion."
"Tch, only because she was the reason I got them in the first place!"
"That comment is ill-advised. It would only upset her further."
"Why do you give a fuck? Look at us! Bed ridden because of that fucking bitch! And for what? We don't even get payment for putting of ass of the fucking line-"
"-Mugen, Quiet!" Jin interjected, sensing her presences at the door.
However it was too late, Fuu had heard it all, before Jin could make it to the door, they heard a loud thump as the teapot landed on the ground outside and foot steps growing increasingly distance. Pushing the door wide open Jin yelled out for the retreating girl, yet it was no use.
"fuck" Mugen mumbled under his breath
"hmm", 'fuck is right my friend, try and get yourself out of this one.'
A/N: well first chap! hoped u like any reviews of any kind is welcome so please R&R! hope to get the new chap up soon, sorry this probably wont be a consecutive weekly thing just yet, but ill try my best! xxx