This is something which I have made in 10 minutes, so not a lot of effort was put in in making this.

I will not be doing a squeal to this. However, I might write more Samurai Champloo fanfics or Crossovers.

Crossover will be paired with Narto fanfics, characters used will be mainly Jin and Akatsuki.

Thanks you for your support,

Shinigami Fuzzy

Three years after the series have ended, Jin, Mugen and Fuu continued with their own journeys and had their own ups and downs during this period but nevertheless, managed to get out of whatever trouble they werein. Mugen went on gambling and Kabuto-sumoing whilst Jin kept training his sword skills. Fuu,on the other hand, had ended her journey after the trio has dispersed and worked in a dango usual, Fuu wrote an entry in her diary before she slept.

Dear Diary

It's been a while ever since we parted.

Jin, Mugen and I.

I really miss them…

I wonder if fate can just bring us together once more…

I missed Jin the most.

It's not like I don't like Mugen, but the fact is that I really loved Jin.

I still commit to memory that moment when he said, "If I…"

I couldn't bear for him to finish the sentence.

I immediately interrupted him, saying that Mugen will be jealous if I said yes.

Jin comprehended.

All I want is a guy that can prove to me that they're not all the same.

Jin is who and what I wanted.

If I could meet Jin again, I will tell him this:

I need you.

I miss you.

I'm so alone without you…

I cry for the time that you were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had you…Every night I talk to the stars pretending it's you... It acts just like you though... far away and never replies to my questions…

Why?

Why didn't I say yes?

I regret it so much…

For me, my heart still tears apart and blood flows out. Memories pierce into my head…

Oh, and a poem for you, Jin.

Our Love

Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.

But will the spider remember, or the sun?

Did the water capture our faces in permanence?

Does the wind create us anew as it blows?

Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them?

Our secret been revealed.

Yet I have told no other.

I write these words in silence, in mute testimony to what once was.

But our image remains alive in this place.

It cannot be removed.

You, me,

We then,

Were here.

We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow.

We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise.

We were not liars,

But thieves of time.

For now time has now forgotten us,

Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers

This place that was ours.

Fuu

Owari

As Fuu wrote down 'Owari', she closes her book and sets it on the table in front of her, before she gets up and gets some rest.

Unknown to her, a mysterious figure was looking at her all the time, someone whom she misses and loves.

Before long, the full moon, a pale yellow, inched its way slowly up the night sky, past the tree branches and finally nestled comfortably among the stars.

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