"Ain't this shit familiar?" Mugen asked in his rough voice, letting the cloth he had brushed out of his way into the store fall behind him.
"Mugen?" Fuu asked in disbelieve, straightening from the table she had just set a glass of water on. "You two?"
"Fate, as you said Mugen, just keeps throwing us back together." Jen said, sipping from the glass Fuu had just placed in front of him.
"Well, shit." The the labeled vagrant laughed sardonically, sitting across from Jean. "How long you here for?"
"A week, maybe two." Jean answered coolly, smiling tightly as he pushed up his glasses.
Mugen nodded, turning to Fuu. "And, you?"
Fuu, however, didn't reply, just kept looking at Mugen dazedly as her mind pulled up a not so distant memory.
His hair was matted to his head by water, three new wound cut across a cheek; but his eyes were still sharp and wild, focused. It was, to Fuu's embarrassed admittance, the sexiest thing she'd ever seen.
"Let her go." Mugen growled, the voice sending goose bumps up her body.
"Oi, bitch, you in there?" Fuu blinked, Mugen's face was suddenly a mere inch or so from her own, the eyes as wild as in her memory but with their sharpness dulled. "You in there?" He asked, waving a hand between their faces.
"Sorry, what...?" She asked, stepping away from the closeness and hoping Mugen didn't notice her blush.
Frowning at her, Mugen repeated the question.
"Oh, a while." She answered. "I'll go get you some water." Smiling brightly, Fuu turned and left.
Mugen blinked, scratching his scruffy chin as he sat back down across from Jean. "What's wrong with her, normally she gets pissed when I call her a bitch.
The ronin sighed, placing down his water he looked at his more wild counterpart over his glasses. "Hn, you still haven't figured it out?"
Mugen looked at the reserved samurai with 'WTF' expression on his face. "What the fuck are you-"
"Quieter voices, Mugen." Fuu cut him off, setting a glass of water in front of the vagrant. "And cut off the cussing, would you? You're scaring my patrons... again!"
"Feh, their just a bunch of ninies anyway." Reaching into his shirt, he pulled out a golden ryu. "Bring me something big you think I'd like, I got more if you need it."
Fuu picked up the piece of currency in shock. "How did...?"
"Yojinbou(body guard) work on the way here, it paid nicely." Mugen answered the unfinished question.
She nodded, the same thing had happened when they had been traveling often enough, taking the money she walked to the back.
"So, how long are you here for, Mugen?"
"A while..." Mugen answered distractedly, watching Fuu's hips sway as she walked. 'Wait! Since when did I stare at Fuu's ass?'
Jean chuckled, noticing where his friend's, or perhaps brother was a better term, wild eyes were looking. "Maybe you have figured it out. you just don't know it yet."
"Heh? What the fuck are you talking about?" Mugen yelled, forgetting Fuu's warning.