The sun shone brightly down on the calm face of a rather hostile ronin. Along side him a calmer ronin and a young girl. The silence was something rare among the trio and it did not last very long. It was spring in Nagasaki, the river was clear and fresh, the trees in bloom, the sky a crystal blue.

"I'm hungry!" The young girl whined rubbing her stomach.

"You're always hungry." The hostile one bit back. The quiet ones stomach rumbled quietly in reply. The girl glanced to the men next to her and stood up.

"I am going to find some food." She grumbled and glanced back at the two.

"I shall as well." The quiet one commented and stood up. Hostile watched the two walk away barely moving an inch.

"Can you believe the nerve of that guy?" Fuu said her hands behind her back. Jin the quiet one walked beside her silently. Fuu glared in his direction which he didn't really notice or if he did he didn't show it.

"You know, we may have found my father but Mugen could act a little nicer, at least before we have to leave each other." Jin looked at her a bit sad but she didn't notice.

"F-Fine! You go that way and I will go this way!" Fuu said furiously pointing in two different directions. Jin nodded and went along his way and left Fuu to huff by herself.

Mugen glanced around him with one eye.

It was quiet, as before, except someone was near. He stretched over and grabbed onto his sword and looked around the trunk of the tree.

No one.

Mugen was getting fed-up with that feeling. He really needed to get laid and get laid now. He gathered up the energy and started to wander into town. Luckily for him finding a brothel was not hard. He had started keeping a secret stash just as soon as they had found Fuu's samurai flower guy.

An older man greeted him at the door; he took his sword and escorted him to a room where a bunch of ladies had been lined up. Mugen walked the line the woman beautiful but nothing he could really 'get into'. Mugen glanced to the old man.

"Don't you have anything else?" A few of the girls looked offended while others sighed in relief.

"We don't have anything-"The man noticed Mugen held up three gold Koban. The old man's jaw dropped and he motioned for Mugen to follow him to another room. Mugen was taken to a room barely furnished but full of glitz. The floor was a more expensive gold tatami. A small dark oak table sat quaintly in the middle of the small room. A crème and gold vase sat in the corner. Mugen noted the fancy crème pillows with gold wings embroidered into the face. Finally A woman appeared, instantly looking down at him. She was more his type, she wore a black and gold kimono with gold flowers exploding from the bottom, a gold kimono robe open and over the black one. Her face was painted up only slightly so her warm complexion underneath was still slightly visible. Gold tags streaked from her eyelids to the sides of her face and her lips were stained with a crème color as well. Her raven hair was pulled up and up with gold leafing and pieces. Mugen flopped down on the floor with a not-so graceful thud and the older man closed the door.

"What's your name hot stuff?"

The woman's lip twitched, Mugen could tell this was his kind of woman.

"Yutaka Kogane Tsubasa, but call me Kin if you like." The words seemed to drip venom. Mugen waved his foot at the woman.

"Your way too dressed up for me, take those ridiculous bits of metal out of your hair."

Kin tugged on the pins and after setting a few dozen of the delicate gold pieces on the small table, her hair cascaded down in long ebony waves. Mugen was rather surprised. Her hair reached almost to her ankles.

Mugen had a thing for hair, long and straight.

Something he could totally get into.