Author's Note: Hello everybody, this is not my first fanfic, but it is my first Samurai Champloo fic, so please go easy on me. I really do love this anime, it's one of my favorites, and I've finally got the gut's to write on it. You know how it goes…when you're inspired you're inspired! So please do me a favor and tell me what you think. Thanks! Now enjoy the story.
-Kogalover0809

Prologue

Fuu stared unpretentiously down at her small cup of tea and gave a small sigh of discontent. She had been sitting alone for quite some time now in a small bar located on the shabbier side of town. All around her were swarms of testosterone fuelled men some of whom were accompanied by vile looking big breasted women. As more people started to pour in the air around her seemed to grow thick with the heavy scent of cheap sake, but she paid no heed. Fuu held her gaze down towards the clear brown liquid as thoughts of two particular men materialized in her mind. It had been a little over two years since she'd last seen her two faithful bodyguards. She was so young then, and even though she was now two years older she felt much wiser and more mature than she had been at that ripe age of fifteen. Back then she had held so much hope inside her towards a new life and a fresh start that parting from them didn't seem so bad.

But life as she knew it hadn't changed for her. She still worked for some old hag at a small tea house, still lived in a shabby place, and still bustled in the everyday life. Her life was a good one, no dangers, no worries, no nothing really. Where was the adventure? Where was the danger? And why the hell hadn't these two divergent men at least attempt to come and find her?

Once in a while she would observe two men sauntering into the tea house together, or would now and then catch a glimpse of a mop top hair cut, and on rare occasions she would get the reflection off of someone's spectacles. It was in those moments, when her heart would start to race and memories would heavily deluge her mind, that she realized she missed them. Her wonderful life just didn't seem so wonderful without them. Fuu was tired of being trapped in this hell hole that she was once proud to call her new home.

She glanced around the small bar seeing the same old familiar faces trying to find someone new in the crowd, but to no avail. She sipped some of her tea and made a sour face, too cold. She'd let it sit there while she got lost in her thoughts and now it was no good. She had to do something, not about the tea, but about her life. Before she met those two, life was, well life was no different but it was still something. As soon as she'd hit the road and traveled around with them looking for her sunflower samurai everything just seemed to open up to her, the outside world was like a book that had been laying in front of her just waiting for its pages to be explored. There's more people out there, more things to discover, and more danger to encounter and she would be damned if she spent the rest of her life here alone missing every second of it.

Fuu knew what she had to do. It was time to dispose of the things that tied her down to this place and head out. She was going to find those two no matter how long it would take her and get back on the road to her real life. After all, who better to dirty your hands with than Jin and Mugen?

She cracked a small smile to herself as she flung her head back and tossed down the rest of the cold tea she, wasn't about to let her money go to waste. Slowly she got up from her chair and stealthily walked out of the crowded bar. As she headed out into the dark clutches of the night she let herself dream about the magnificent things to come, after all this would be the beginning of a new adventure staring the one and only Fuu.

Just a little taste of what's to come. It's a short, but only because it's the prologue. Hope you liked it. Please review! Reviews help produce a better story.