"Hey, you have to pay for that!"
The shop keeper yelled out the door after a man, whom was now running furiously down the street.
He had just run out, not bothering to pay for his dumplings. One of many dine-and-dash's for this young criminal.
Clopping his way down the dirt road, his wooden shoes kicking up dirt, was Mugen, a stick of dumplings hanging from the cornor of his mouth.
He wound past carts and around buildings, his full belly bouncing up and down in tune to his feet.
Skidding to a stop in an alley, he hastily downed the remaining dumplings, placing the wooden sewer between his teeth.
Picking back up a steady pace, he ran straight out of town, hoping to get out of there soon. No doubt, the owner had called gotten ahold of someone, who was no doubt tracking him down at this very moment.
It would seem Mugen had gone back to his old ways again. Though, he had never really gotten rid of them in the first place.
Lately though, he had been out of trouble; no murders in his name, and no new bounties strapped to his head.
Fuu and Jin had helped set him a little bit straighter. Though his attitude and actions would always remain well off the richter scale.
At the edge of town, he came upon a forested area, dark, dense, and perfect for hiding.
Stumbling a good ways through the underbrush, Mugen slumped down nest to a tree, leaning back his shaddy head to stare up at the treetops, clouds just visible through the tangled leaves.
It had only been about a month since Mugen, Jin, and Fuu had departed, and already Mugen was getting bored as hell.
Mugen burped crudely, scratching his scruffy neck and face.
"Damn...nothing to do." Mugen groaned, still panting a bit from his rapid escape.
Taking out his sword, he plunged it into the tree next to him, watching it wag back and forth.
Breathing in deeply, he suddenly faultered.
Sniffing some more, he stood up, grabbing the hilt of his sword and retracting it swiftly from the tree, sliding it smoothly into its shieth at his side.
Walking thoruhg the wooded area, he sniffed again, a familiar smell coming to him.
"Sunflowers?"
Walking further on, he came to the edge of the mass of trees, his eyes growing big.
Covering the field in a golden sheen, were thousands of sunflowers, standing out plainly against the backdrop of blue skys and trees.
Mugen stood at the edge between the forest and the field, breathing in deeply.
"Fuu..." he said quietly, taking a step into the field.
He walked past the flowers, seeing Fuu's face at the center of every one.
Crouching low, he leaned over one, studying it.
In its center, he could just see Fuu's bright eyes staring back at him, her soft hair framing her face, sweet smile and all.
Mugen shook his head, scowling disappointedly.
How could he even think of her like that?
"She doesn't even have boobs." he told himself, staring up at the blue sky, every inch completely cloudless.
Looking back at the flower, he kissed the yellow petals, closing his eyes, thinking.
Rising to his feet again, he whipped out his sword, swiping it swiftly at the stem, yanking the flower up quickly before it fell.
Placing the stem through his belt, he let the head stick out, turning it towards the blazing sun.