A/N Lolo! This is what happens when one is bored and is living in Geneva, Switzerland…and doesn't speak French. Right, Nana and I don't own Fuu and we don't own Jin or Mugen…but we wish we did. :p
She looks at him that way.
I honestly can't
stand it…
Why she does, I got no goddamn idea!
…He hasn't
done shit for her!
He doesn't rescue her when she gets
her ass, big as it is, caught in some trap.
I do.
He doesn't
put up with her whiny-ass complaints.
I do!
He doesn't give a
damn where she is when she's missing.
I do, goddamn
it!
And yet, she gives him that…look!
…Is there
something wrong with me?
…All right, so everything is
wrong with me.
Yeah.
Street
rat.
Pirate.
Murderer.
Thug.
Jerk.
I've been called
those names thousands of times over.
The thing that pisses me off
when I hear those isn't the word…It's just that it's true.
It
just puts a bug up my ass.
And yet he's done most of what I've done…so far as killing goes…and he's only called ronin.
What kinda fucked up
deal is that!
And she knows he's just as bad as I am-
maybe even worse!
…And she still gives him the
look!
Maybe it's 'cuz he's easier on the eyes than I
am…
He's got that black
hair…and the oh-so-wonderful white skin.
He looks like a corpse
to me.
I'm tanned…I got hair everywhere…
Is that why she
gives him the look?
He's prettier n'
me?
Fuck that!
I mean, I'm nice to her.
I tease her.
I piss her off.
I
rescue her over and over and over…
I laugh at her.
I
laugh with her.
…What do I have to do, man!
Oh, fuck it.
'S
not like I really care.