Jin Kasumi was not very happy.

That being said, his roommate, Mugen Ryuuk wasn't exactly walking on sunshine, either.

"She's been in and out of foster homes, Mugen," Jin kept his voice calm, "Since her mother died, she's been near completely on her own. It's only right I offer her my home,"

"Your home is my home, too, fish-face!" Mugen reminded, "And I dun'want some smelly little brat runnin' around,"

"Try to understand, the decision is final," Jin's ever calm voice did not quaver from it's setting, "And since I let you stay here for free…,"

Mugen clamed up. The old pretty boy had him there. The two had started living together after Jin's old man croaked and suddenly had a massive house to themselves. They had met when they were both young. Jin had thought Mugen would be more accepting of a foster kid, especially seeing as he was one, too. Mugen never found a home until he made friends with Jin… not that their friendship was exactly the stuff of legends.

"Look, man, I know foster kids, alright?" Mugen wasn't about to back down, "They steal, cry too much and, generally, hate everybody. Fuck. The girl is probably gonna set the damn house on fire while we're asleep," To this he added a low, "I know I did to, like, six of my houses,"

"Hmmm," Jin muttered in the way he did when he had nothing better to say. Mugen, however, noticed the bead of sweat forming at the slender man's brow indicating he knew it was the truth, "Still, I cannot turn my back on her. I'm the only family she has left… It's the least I can do after what my father did to her and her family,"

Mugen had been filled in. So what's the big deal? So what if Jin's old man was too busy to help out the brat's cancer ridden mother? Lots of people die from cancer even with treatment. Apparently, the old lady caught it and couldn't pay for it. Instead of being a decent elder brother, Mr. Kasumi didn't send any money to help pay for the treatments. And when she died, apparently, refused her daughter a place to live. When Jin came across the old legal documentation learning of this a month ago, Mugen had no idea he was planning on adopting a fucking kid.

"This is stupid," Mugen barked, in the way HE did when he had nothing better to say, "You and your damn honor,"

"Be kind to her. I don't know much about my little cousin, but I'm sure if you stay out of her way, she'll stay out of yours,"

Before Mugen could retort, there was a knock at the door. The men exchanged glances, one a relaxed smile, the other pissed. Before any words could be spoken, Mugen was flopping himself lazily on the couch, flipping the channel to some porn. To which, Jin snatched the remote and turned on some nature show, before going to the door.

"Hello! Are you Jin Kasumi?"

"I am," Jin told the nicely dressed business woman. She looked a little like Sarah Palin, minus the glasses. But Jin was more focused on the young woman standing next to her. He smiled, doing his best to welcome the girl to his home. She timidly smiled back, tightening her hold on her suit case.

"This is your cousin, Fuu,"

Fuu seemed stoic, but her eyes were shining with what seemed to be hope. Jin stepped to the side, showing the inside of his home to them, "Please, come in,"

Mugen, who was still glaring boredly at the television, did not go unnoticed by the two new comers, but was not spoken to aside from Jin addressing the women, "This is my roommate and friend, Mugen,"

"W'sup?" Mugen didn't even look up.

"Nice to meet you," De-spectacled Sarah Palin dead panned, turning her attention back to Jin, "Now, you already filled out all the paper work, so I only need you to sign one last documentation stating that you understand the-blah blah blah,"

Fuu drowned the old woman out, deciding to take in her new "home" as it were. She noticed it was very nice and oddly tidy for two men living in it. She scratched the back of her neck and took to staring at the scruffy young man on the couch watching a documentary on a stupidly massive tortoise slowly chewing on some leaves off a tree. The hell?

"Well, Fuu, Shino will be here in the morning to check on you,"

"Thanks, Mrs. Shinske," Fuu told her sweetly.

The case worker was leaving, hugging and kissing a rather tearful Fuu. She had grown to rather like the older woman and didn't really want to see her go. After all, of all the homes Fuu was expected to live in, this was the one? Hell, she didn't even know she even had a cousin; much less his old man was responsible for her mom dying. What kind of a messed up world was this?

"Well," Jin said after a few tears had been shed and Mrs. Shinske was gone, "I shall show you to your room. Where are the rest of your things?"

Fuu just fidgeted nervously with her one tiny suit case, "This is it,"

She saw the sympathy in his eyes before he quickly promised, lacking a smile, "Well, we'll have to get you some more things. I suspect you'll need clothes for school,"

It was at this time, Mugen's head whirled up. For a moment, he had been shocked. He was half expecting to see a little girl- Jr. High aged at least. But before him stood a young lady well into her high school years. She was thin but she had a real round ass. The jeans she was in fit her like a glove. She had shoulder length brown hair that she had in a choppy pony tail and her porcelain pale skin seemed far too pretty for any foster kid.

Woah.

"Mugen, while we're gone, can you call in for pizza?" Jin asked his roommate.

"uh… Sure. You payin?"

Jin sighed, "Of course,"

"Sweet," Mugen leapt off the back of the couch and snatched up his cell from the bar. Obviously these guys had take out all the time, Fuu rationalized. After all, the garbage was filled with Chinese take out, fast food wrappers and pizza boxes. She'd have to start cooking for them if she'd want a decent meal.

"Whaddia want, girly?" Mugen asked her directly.

"Huh?"

"Four eyes here likes a large olives mushroom and pepperoni. I get a large meat lovers… what do you want on yours?"

"Mugen, surely Fuu cannot eat an entire pizza on her own. Just make mine a half and-"

"Ooh, a large supreme with stuffed crust," Fuu interrupted, having not been listening to Jin, "And maybe some bread sticks? Hey! I can make brownies for dessert! Brownies are always best after pizza!"

Both Jin and Mugen stood still for a moment, taking in the amount of food the girl wanted to eat.

"Well…" She apologetically started, "I had a big lunch…"

"Party," Mugen grinned wickedly, flipping his phone open to call the place while she and Jin left for shopping and, hopefully, bonding.

ooOOOooOOOOooOOOOooOOooOOOooo

When Jin and Fuu had returned with an overflow of bags to carry. Jin looked mildly flustered and Fuu seemed thrilled. Mugen was at the bar, sitting atop the bar stool, a large unchewed portion of pizza in his mouth.

"Damn. Store go outta business,"

"I've never had so many wonderful clothes, before!" Fuu beamed at her cousin, dropping everything to hug him, "School is gonna rock! I'm gonna go try everything on, again! Where is the bathroom?"

Jin coughed a little, "Your bedroom is upstairs, third door from the left. You have all the basic furniture, along with a computer. I didn't know what you liked but if you want you may decorate it however you wish,"

"Wow, for serious!" She gasped, not noticing her new guardian's frown of disapproval at her hip teen slang lingo.

Jin nodded at her, "I hope you find yourself comfortable here, Fuu,"

She stopped, smiling up at him and nodding mutely, "I think I will," She skipped right up to her box of pizza, collected it then smiled at Mugen, "Thanks Mr. Mugen!" before running to her room where both men wondered if she was truly going to finish that thing off. Jin grumbling sat next to Mugen, opening up his own pizza box and took out a modest slice. Mugen held back the bile in his throat from being call Mr. from such a fine girl.

"Perhaps… this was a bad idea,"

"Ya think?" Laughing, Mugen nearly choked, "What happened? You two were like frolicking out the house when you left,"

"I forgot how much women love this shopping thing," Jin grumbled, "The girl moves like a mile a minute,"

"she maxed ya out?"

Jin gave him a sarcastic glance that read Are you nuts? I'm fucking ballin' outrageous! That made Mugen's smirk go away pretty quick.

"Well, just keep buying her affection. That's sure to work,"

"I do not intend to buy her, Mugen," Jin corrected his roommate's sarcasm, "Once she has all the necessities I will administer her a strict allowance where she will learn on her own to buy her own things. I'm trying to do the right thing, here,"

"Yeah. I guess… How old is she, anyway?"

"Seventeen,"

"Is she?"

"No, Mugen,"

"What?"

"It's still illegal,"

"I'm 19,"

"But you'll be 20 in two weeks,"

The men were at a stand still, both still eating their pizza. After all, bickering was never grounds to stop eating. Especially when they were concerned. All they did was bicker, anyway. But Jin, however, was determined to make sure Mugen understood the boundaries in place, "Mugen, This isn't a challenge to your masculinity or criminal behavior. If I so much suspect you try something on her you will no longer be permitted to stay,"

"God, ya cock block, always gotta get so uppity," Mugen rolled his eyes, "Fine, I wont touch her scrawny ass. Probably lost it to a damn school boy, anyway," He fucking hated school boys. Jin's eye brow twitched but Mugen ignored it, "Hey! Didn't she say she was gonna make some brownies? Bitch shouldn't joke about that,"

Jin had to agree with him there, "Perhaps you should go ask her,"

Seeing as he was nearly finished with his pizza, Mugen figured that it seemed like a pretty good idea. After all, the little filly was probably still trying out duds, and since Jin had stupidly allowed his sweet tooth cloud his judgment, Mugen was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. So, finished off some excess sausage that had fallen into his box, he got himself up and strolled down the long hall way and up the stairs. He passed Jin's room, the bathroom, the spare guest room and finally came to the other guest room (the nicer one) the one that Fuu would not be occupying.

A wolfish grin on his face, he moved to just ever so gentle tap on the door, knowing that she wouldn't be able to hear it. But, sadly, the door swung open just before his finger tip made contact and he was standing face to face with a newly dressed Fuu Kasumi. She had on a yellow dress that was decorated to look like she was wearing just one big sunflower. It was strapless, brown and a little frayed looking over her bosom, but the A-line skirt fell like long petals. The color and shape was pretty on her, but she looked awkward. It was then that he realized she was holding it up with her hands over her chest.

"O-Oh! Mr. Mugen," She was blushing lightly.

Mugen didn't waste time with awkward subtleties, "Hey, I was promised brownies, just coming to collect,"

"Oh! Yeah, I almost forgot," She smiled, but turned her back to him, revealing the dress was completely unzipped. Mugen got an eyeful of her nearly naked back, aside from the lacey black bra she had on. In fact, the zipper went so low he could see the bit of her rainbow bikini-style panties, "Can you zip me up? I can't get it,"

Mugen peered over his shoulder, making sure his good buddy was still minding his own business downstairs. Seeing no indication that Jin wasn't, Mugen placed a large hand on her shoulder, pulling her just an inch closer to him. With his other hand, he slowly pulled the zipper up, hoping she could feel his breath on the back of her neck. When the zipper hitched at about her shoulder blades, he moved his hand that had been on her shoulder to her waist, gripping it slightly to get the leverage to finish the task.

Once she was fully dressed, Mugen lingered on her waist for a second before letting her turn around to twirl a bit for him in her new outfit, "Well?"

He nodded seductively at her, "Great,"

"Really?" She beamed, playing with the hem of the dress a bit, "I better get started on those brownies! Thanks, Mr. Mugen,"

As the bonny lass strolled effortlessly by him, Mugen nearly blacked out. Mister, again? WTF! He was hardly two years older than she was. What was with the Mister comments? And what more, she seemed completely unaffected by his seductions! What was she? Lesbo? Fuck, it hadn't taken half that effort to get him any lady he had wanted before. Was he losing his touch?

No. No way. Any relative of Jin's must have just been asexual like he was. Yeah. That had to be it.

"Hey, Babe,"

"Huh?" Fuu stopped on the stairs, looking back at him with those doe eyes of her. Shit, she did look like a kid.

"I'm not much older than ya, ya know," He informed her, "Drop that Mister crap, will ya? It's Mugen, just Mugen."

She paused for a moment then smiled at him, "God, chillax, Mugen. Sounds like someone's having a midlife crisis,"

As she kept going down the stairs he had to bark at her, "Wha-Muh-Midlife…! I'm 19! 19!"

Still, this thought did little to quell his worries…

But the brownies that evening helped.

A/N:

I'm just gonna run with this until I can't anymore. I'm open to suggestions as to how this story should go. I honestly am just winging it.

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