A/N: It's been a while since i've posted anything, (freakin school, but i'm trying my hardest), so my last samurai champloo story was like alot so I made another one but it's not a Fuu, Mugen thing. Honestly it's more of a warm up, to try and get back into writing again. But I do hope you like it!
Love in the Dark
There was an overwhelming aura of hatred, loneliness, and sadness radiating from the vagabond. His pure dark eyes were like a maelstrom of emotions all swirling together to from the monster he truly is. His immutable lust for blood would choose a crimson path over women any day, any second. I watched him sleep this night, his breathing was so slow and silent; you could've mistaken him for being dead. I crawled beside him, laying my head on his chest. I had a silly thought of Fuu doing this; no doubt Mugen would push her away, at least that's what I think. Though he hides it well, I knew he cared for the girl whether in sister- like or romance way. I felt his chest heavily rise and fall, but after a moment went back to a slow pace. I fell in love with the vagabond ever since I accepted Fuu's request to join her search for a samurai who smells of sunflowers. Unfortunately, Mugen has a trusting problem with people, even the women he slept with he was cautious of. That only showed how lonely this RyuKyuan was, and it hurts me when he feels that way. I cuddled closer and inhaled a scent of earth and unusually spice. Surprisingly he smelt nice and I snuggled closer. I would give my life for Mugen, that's how deep my love had grown yet I'm too scared to convey how I feel. Maybe it's best that it stay that way.
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