Summery (full): It's been five years since their search for the sunflower samurai ended, and Fuu has not faired well. The loss of everyone she ever loved and admired, including Jin and Mugen, has taken such a toll on her mental state that all she wants now is to seek revenge those who turned their back on her (MugenxFuu; JinxShiino).

Disclaimer: I don't own samurai champloo

AN: Well, here you go. It's slightly OOC but it's good, so read it.

Chapter One:

She plunged the blade deep into his chest and released a vindictive cackle that would make the most depraved soul cringe at its sound. Just the sight of the ever-growing pool of blood seeping from her uncle's thorax made her heart quicken; Fuu could feel the adrenaline pump through her veins and it felt pretty damn good. She quickly forced her tanto out of the man's body and wiped the excess blood on a wash cloth before leaving him to die next to his beloved' wife.

It was all so sweet.

She got to her feet and carefully checked herself for trances of blood and headed out for work through the back door of that tea shop. Yeah, a lot had changed in five years. For starters, Fuu was no longer a chestless, high spirited idget, but a woman. Sadly, that was not all that had changed. In the past five years a seed of hatred and resentment found its way to her heart and there it grew until she was consumed by it. Now, all who left her spirit to die was a sworn enemy.

She also ditched her worn out pink kimono for a short blue yukata and a pair of knee length shorts for modesty. Her skin had lost its youthful glow and her eyes had become lifeless. As she strolled down the red lantern district, she held an almost ghost-like quality that matched her dark personality.

By the time she reached the brothel where she worked, she had already mentally scratched another two names of her hit list. Only two more to go.

"Hey there beautiful," the foremen addressed Fuu as she fell from her daze. Only three more to go.

"Cut the crap, Shou," She retorted, slightly annoyed. "Just tell me what room I'm in."

"Fuuuu-chan, you're so cold." A small, seemingly unnoticeable smile graced his lips as he handed Fuu the key to the room and a bag of cosmetics complete with a uniform yukata.

Fuu was half way to her room when she realized what that jack-ass Shou had given her: a key to one of the cheaper rooms. It was very unlikely that she'd be getting any tips tonight, what with the cheap skate scum that always seemed to find their way to this part of the city. Tonight however, Fuu really didn't care. After all, this was her last day in this god forsaken town, and once tonight was over, she'd be out hunting down Jin and Mugen.

Fuu quickly changed and applied a thin layer of makeup that somehow made her look just like every other woman in the brothel. "All I need to do now it to ride some lowly bastard and beg for tips," she thought to herself as she made her self as comfortable as possible on the futon below. Yep. It was going to be a long night.

AN:

well...that was interesting. I probably should have said this somewhere up there, but if you know me, do NOT read this fic.

bwa ha ha ha

Well to those I don't know…PLEASE REVIEW…even if you say I suck and this fic Sucks…but hey, better than leaving me out in the cold…. WITH NOTHING BUT THIS STRAIGHT JACKET TO KEEP ME WARM!

XD, spread the confusion.