This is my first Fan Fic. It's about Mugen and his life on Ryuukyuu. I hope you guys like it, but if you don't just because you're a hater bite me! I'm always open to constructive critism though. It takes place in episode 14 when he was betrayed by his former partner Mukuro and is floating in the water remembering his past. Remember this is a fan-fic so you might see some slight changes in Mugen's pass and things I added.

As Mugen laid in the water after being betrayed by Mukuro the second time, his life slowly began to flash before his eyes. He went back to as far as he could remember.

He was a kid, still the age of ten. He stood over this other kid, maybe a few years older than him holding a broken wooden katana, in an alley way.

"Give it back!" Mugen yelled as the kid laid crying and scared on the dirt floor.

"Take it!" the kid said throwing a small bag of money at Mugen, then quickly getting up and running away. "I don't want your dirty money anyway!". The small bag bounced off of Mugen's chest and hit the floor. Mugen picked up and stuck his tongue out at the kid who was running away.

"You better run!". Mugen turned around and started to walk back to the streets of Ryuukyuu. Ryuukyuu was where exiled criminals were sent. Crime wasn't a rare thing there. Mugen was orphaned when he was young and lived off the streets, raising himself, and caring for no one. He's recently been saving up money to buy a real sword. He didn't have anything special in mind, he just wanted it to be real metal, not wooden.

He was taken in by a gang, called "Red Kyuubi", as an errand boy. They paid him little, but being the kid he was he didn't care. Money was Money and soon he would have enough to be known as a real samurai. He had a smirk on his face while he counted all the coins in he bag. Once he finished he looked up and saw this man with a sword that had a gold and white hilt strapped to his back. It was amazing. He quickly felt a connection to it. It had to be his.

Mugen thought of an idea. He started to follow the man in the shadows until he saw him place the sword down. Time went by and the man just kept walking. Mugen began to get tired. The man stopped only once, and that was to get some ramen. He didn't place his sword down though.

The man went inside the forest. Day was now night as he started to make camp deep in the forest. Mugen stood hidden behind a tree watching the man getting ready to make his move. It was his nature to steal. The man made a fire and placed down his sword. He then laid down going to sleep. About five minute later, Mugen sneakily walked up to the sword and grabbed it. He then ran as fast as he could, which was pretty fast even though he was ten.

"I did it! I did i-" he was cut short by getting punched by someone. He dropped the sword and fell on his bottom. He rubbed his head and looked up seeing the man grab the white and gold hilted sword. Mugen growled and went to tackle the man, but was blocked by the man's foot which was now planted on his head holding him back.

"So you're the brat that was following me around all day, eh." The man stated sheathing his katana. "I hope you know, that you suck when it comes to ninja business kid. I smelled you from a mile away". The man pushed with his foot and made Mugen fall. "But you got guts. I can't believe the Red Kyuubi would send a kid to get this sword though. They must really be getting desperate."

Mugen got up dusting himself off and raised a brow. "The Red Kyuubi didn't send me. Actually they didn't send me to do errands for awhile. I just want that sword!"

"Feisty one aren't you! I hope you know your not getting it anyway. This sword is only for the strong, not brats like you!"

"Who you callin' a brat!? What's so special about that thing anyway?!"

"This sword is more valuable than you'll ever imagine kid. It was made by the best blacksmith's alive and is a lot stronger than a regular sword. It's stature can break a regular katana with one swing, if you have the strength to"

"Woah! That's coo-" he was cut off by being knocked out. The last thing he saw was a bunch of men surrounding him and the older man.

Hours later he woke up tied to a pole. He saw the man kneeling to the Red Kyuubi leader, with his hands tied behind his back. 'What's going on?' Mugen wandered.

Mugen struggled to get free from the pole that he was tied to. His fidgeting got the Red Kyubbi Leaders attention. The leader, Mitamino Koju, smirked.

"You actually did something good you brat!" Koju said, "Well even though it wasn't intentionally I'm gonna let it slide. For your punishment though, you have to watch me decapitate this bastard! We've been trying to catch him for a long time and now finally we have the sword in our possession. This is gonna gets us tons of gold". Koju smirked once more.

"I am not a brat!" Mugen yelled trying even harder to get loose, "Leave him alone, it's not his sword anyways! It's practically mines!"

The man laughed a bit shaking his head. "Who would of thought that my end is going to come for talking to a wild brat…" He then sighed, "By the way kid, before I die I might as well give you my name. It's Amori Junsuke. What's yours?"

"….Mugen…" Mugen said he was about to turn his head away, but instead shook it with disappointment, then grinning looking towards Junsuke. "Y'know that sword can't really be that special. I remember someone telling me that the sword was only for the strong and not scared bastards. The Red Kyuubi should take the sword, god knows you don't deserve it!" Junsuke heard Mugen's words and chuckled a bit.

Koju laughed. "Your coming along nicely boy, maybe you'll become big in this gang one day. Now it's time for the best part of the show guys" Koju stated. He then grabbed Junsuke's red hair and smashed his head to the floor. He let go and then grabbed his katana with both hands. "Say goodbye!" he quickly struck down towards Junsuke's neck.

Mugen's eyes widened as he saw the event…. Junsuke summer-salted foward and kicked the katana out of Koju's hand and then stood up. He then ran up to one henchman, the henchman slashed at him, but Junsuke turned around and positioned his hands so that the slash was cut the rope that was keeping his hands together.

"Much better!" he said shaking his hands. He then continued to take down the other henchman. Mugen's blood got pumping from the event. He pulled harder and harder to get loose from the pole. He was straining his arms, but he wanted to get in on the action so much the pain didn't cross his mind.

Junsuke kicked one man in the stomach and grabbed that same man's katana using it to end the lives of the other men. Soon he was finished with all the men in the room he was in. He smirked. 'I can't help but feel that I'm forgetting something' Junsuke thought then getting striked by something from the back knocking him down. Junsulke turned around on the floor. It was Koju. Koju had the white and gold hilted katana in his hand. He placed his foot on Junsuke's stomach getting ready to place the blade through his face.

"For a second there I thought it was all over, but as an idiot you forgot about the main baddie!" Koju said then laughing menacingly. "Now it's really time to say goodbye!" He prepared to stab the blade through Junsuke's head when all of a sudden someone tackled him from behind knocking him to the floor and dropping the sword. It was Mugen! He finally got free from the pole he was tied to. Junsuke quickly grabbed the sword and prepared to stab Koju in his face.

"Goodbye!" Junsuke said putting the blade through his enemy's head. Mugen watched and then fell to the floor from exhaustion and over excitement. Junsuke pulled the sword up and grabbed the sheath strapping it to his back. He then shiethed his sword and laughed a bit watching Mugen. He picked him up and carried him on his shoulder outside the window.

In the Forest

Mugen woke up slowly, laying down by a fire. He sat up and looked around. He saw Junsuke looking at him with a smile.

"You look creepy." Mugen stated with a discomforted face.

"Thanks Mugen. Your big mouth actually helped me out there, it gave me the words I needed to hear" Junsuke replied.

"Huh?"

"Let me tell you something. In this age in Japan strength doesn't matter anymore. To make it in life you have to know the right people. For people like me and you that doesn't apply to us. There's no other way for us to be respected, but to be strong. If your weak you'll be stepped all over on, and live a life of misery. The only person you can trust is yourself, so you better look out for your self and don't get caught up in some nonsense." Junsuke then got up form the floor.

"Um…"

"You and I have no goal in life since we were raised the way we were. We can only follow the wind and our hearts and hope that fate leads us somewhere worth while. Practice with your fighting so that when you get there, you'll be ready" Junsuke explained. "You'll probably need this". He then threw his sword at Mugen walking away. Mugen caught it.

"Your leaving?!"

"Later….brat" Junsuke smiled.

Mugen took his words into thought. It made sense to him, it was like Junsuke was the same exact person as he was. 'How did he know so much?' Mugen wandered. He then shook it off and got up from the ground. He held the sheathed sword tightly looking up at the rising sun. 'Where will fate lead me?'

Mugen might not yet fully have his attitude yet, that he has in Champloo. He's only a kid at this point, but you'll see how he develops into a bad ass in the next chapters, if I get some positive feedback.