-Okay, I know it's a bit short but I wanted to put something up for you guys and sadly my ideas run faster than I can type. I already see the ending and I'm not even anywhere close to being done. Just be patient with me and I'll make it totally worth your while.^.^ I would also like to thank the people that put reviews up. You guys are great, thanks so much. Its you guys that inspire me to write stories and put full effort into them.
I have also added a few paragraphs and the next chapter is going to be a bit different than the others.
It was hot, no it was really hot. They had been walking for about six hours, and in complete silence. How much longer was Mugen considering making Fuu march until they had a damn break? Couldn't he tell that she was burning up, thirsty, and completely starving? Mugen had to be feeling the heat, though admittedly his shorts and obi were alot cooler that a full bodied kimono. Fuu glanced up in front of her, looking at the back of him. Mugen had such tanned skin, working on ships for weeks on out was most likely the cause. Naw, the hot sun wasn't bothering him at all, Fuu decided in a huff.
Should she mention a break? No, then Mugen would just get annoyed with her, calling her a winy little bitch. Fuu could see it now, gods he could be such a jerk. Then last night came to mind, making Fuu blush.
She was happy that Mugen didn't care to look back to check on her often, considering that's how Fuu used to watch him without the chance of getting caught. Amazing how he had never known how she'd felt until last night. And wow had she made it clear, that sake had made her braver than usual. When Mugen first kissed her for gods knew what reason, Fuu thought that it could have just been him wanting to cop a feel in his tipsy state.
But then he made a big deal on how wrong they were and it just pissed her off. She knew that if there wasn't something there he wouldn't have stopped. He would have just fucked her and went on his marry way. It was simply Mugen.
She saw Mugen look back. "Yo, lets take a break." He frowned at her. "Damn Fuu you look like your about to pass out, you should have said something sooner."
'Oh come on!' Fuu thought, rubbing her sweaty forehead with her hands, a tremendous migraine deciding to make itself known, pounded throughout her whole head. Ugh Mugen was so damn confusing.
She looked up at him. Fuck that just made the pain so much worse. Her eyes hurt and the sun was just so damn hot and bright. Then the horrible dizziness kicked in, turning her stomach. Fuu's legs shook right out from under her as Mugen started to disappear behind darkness. 'No!' She thought frantically as the last thing she saw was Mugen say something Fuu couldn't hear. His eyes grew large and upset…fearful? No, Mugen didn't fear anything. She felt strong hard arms wrap around her body, catching her. Then, nothing.
The first thing Fuu noticed was the sound of running water, then she felt something cold on her forehead. Her whole body was really cool actually. Fuu opened her eyes, realizing that she was laying down, looking up at shady tree's, small rays of light shining through the forest. 'It's so pretty she thought. 'My head doesn't hurt so much anymore.' Then it dawned on her. "Wait, where am I?" She voiced, sitting up, maybe a little too fast. "M-Mugen!" Fuu said, looking around, then down.
HOLY HELL! She was nearly naked, only covered by her wrapping's! Fuu shrieked. Someone had taken her cloths off. "Hey!" She heard a familiar scruffy voice shout. Fuu looked around by the river bank, finding him bent over with a pouch being filled, making Fuu thirst. "Do you have to scream?" He said walking up to her. Mugen crouched down in front of Fuu, offering her the water. Damn it, she wasn't going to let him get away with this. How dare he take her cloths off without her knowledge of it! Fuu glared up at Mugen, slapping him across the face with as much force she could muster. He looked back at her with a mixture of pure anger and shock. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR YOU BITCH?" Mugen shouted in her face. " You undressed me you pervert!" Fuu yelled back.
Mugen rolled his eyes "Yeah to save your damn life you dumb fuck!" Of all of the excuses! To save her life. What a lie, the stupid jerk! "I fail to see how stripping me was to save my life, does it look like I'm bleeding all over the place?" Mugen tugged on his hair, a frustrated expression on his face. "You where suffering from heat stroke, and it can kill, stupid! That kimono is way too fucking hot to be wearing in the summer time. You didn't have enough water in your system because you were sweating so damn much so you passed out. I had to take your cloths off to cool your body temperature alright!"
Fuu felt like such an ass, she might as well get it tattooed across her forehead. Mugen really was trying help, and she had hit him, when she should have been thanking him. He stood up in front of her. "From how I see it girlie, you owe me." Fuu stood up beside him taking the pouch and drinking deeply. She could feel Mugen's eyes on her, making Fuu feel exposed. Was he checking her out or being cautious just in case she lost her strength again? Probably checking her out. Fuu blushed. "Thanks Mugen, and I'm sorry for slapping you." He shrugged "Whatever, its not like it really hurt or anything."
She grinned "Of course not, cuss your so tough and strong." Fuu sarcastically stated. "Yeah, I know I'm pretty awesome." Mugen smiled wickedly. 'Gods what an ego.'
Fuu had redressed and was sitting the small fire. She dusted off her hands watching a shirtless Mugen fish by the river with his handmade fishing pole. Even with a frustrated look on his face, Mugen was gorgeous to her. Fuu wondered if he even realized that. 'Probably not' She thought. He hadn't changed a bit. His thick, dark brown hair defied gravity, going it every direction possible. Shocking gunmetal grey eyes scanned the water, his lips in an almost constant sneer.
Mugen had broad tanned shoulders, a sexy hard chest and abs. His arms were perfect, strong, safe. Even Mugen's scars were sexy. How that was possible, Fuu didn't know. With his tattooed wrist, legs, and pierced ears, Mugen was hot. Everything about him just screamed sex. It should be a sin to have 'fuckable' in every breath you take because he did.
Fuu blushed knowing that she would do anything to be what Mugen wanted. She had always wished he would make a move on her, instead of going to those nasty whore houses. Then last night happened, Fuu had been so sure that he was going to take her but Mugen didn't. She wouldn't have cared if he didn't feel the same, because that's what she expected of him. All she wanted was that rough rush and only Mugen was capable of doing that to her because she loved him.
He could piss her off and turn her on all in one sentence. She loved and hated that smooth egotistic 'yeah I know I'm fine.' grin he would get on his face sometimes. Because he knew he was right. She wondered if last night would ever happen again. Mugen hadn't talked about it or even tried kissing her, not even a little! What kind of behavior was that? He was so confusing!
Fuu sighed as Mugen reeled in the last fish. He had about six all together. He quickly cleaned and gutted them before putting them on a stick over the fire. Mugen flopped in a huff beside Fuu, starring at the flames. She felt the awkward silence between them and it made Fuu shift around in her spot. Could they honestly have nothing to talk about?
Last night would be something but once Fuu thought about it she decided that if Mugen didn't bring it up then he wasnt in the mood to talk about it. He probably wanted her to be quiet anyway, he used to always complain about how loud and annoying her big mouth was. Fuu looked up at the sky, and she could tell that the sun was setting by how the sky and become a brilliant orange gold, bleeding into a surreal crimson. She figured this was probably where they were going to camp for the night. Fuu glanced at Mugen. "How many days until Sawara?" She ask curiously, trying to spark a conversation.
Mugen grabbed one of the fish from the fire, taking a bite. "Eh about five." He said with his mouth still full. Fuu took a fish and bit into it, then another, and another, and then a few more times and before she knew it, Fuu had eaten it all in a matter of seconds. She heard Mugen snort, she looked over at him. "What?" Mugen took another mouthful. "Eh, nothing I just forgot what a pig you are when you eat." He laughed.
'What a jerk!' Then Fuu gave him a snicker of her own. "Yeah right, look who's yapping with food falling out of his mouth, how nasty!" She boasted loudly. 'Ha bet he doesn't have a comeback for that one!' Mugen gave her that grin that she loved and hated, leaning closer to her, oh hell what now. "And that's not the only nasty thing I can do with my mouth, babe." Fuu felt her face turn 3 different shades of red. "Ugh you are such a PIG!" She shouted standing up and walking away. "Hey, where ya going?" He said sarcastically. She stopped. "I'm going to go take a bath, I feel dirty now!" She said through gritted teeth then started to leave. She heard him say "Well then I'm eating your fish, dirty girl." Damn it he was bugging her. "Fine, I lost my apatite after what you just said." Mugen laughed. "Wow didn't think anything could make you stop stuffing your face, was it because you imagined it was you I was doing it to?" Fuu nearly screamed in embarrassment. She hated how he knew how to push her buttons. She grabbed her geta and chunked it at him shrieking "NO!" Mugen easily dodged it. Fuu started to charge of to the river right before hearing
"WELL I BET YOU ARE NOW!"
Why did Mugen have to be such an ass? Fuu dipped herself down even deeper into the cool water, hating the way he could make her feel out of her own element. Sometimes she wondered why it was Mugen she had to go and fall in love with. He wasn't the settling down and having a family kind of guy and Fuu knew that. She had a feeling that Mugen was going to split eventually and the thought made Fuu's heart sink. She knew she was lucky to be with him now, her only excuse being that she couldn't go back. But once they hit Sawara, then what?
Fuu resurfaced, running her hands through her hair, the water wasn't too cold but she was defiantly ready to get out. She walked over behind the closest bush where she had undressed and slipped back into her kimono. Fuu looked down at it, Mugen was right, her old pink kimono had stopped at her knees and was a lot lighter. This one trailed all the way down to her ankles and was heavy. Fuu sighed, knowing that the next time she was in a town, a new kimono had to be bought. She hurried back into the camp sight, it had gotten dark in the time Fuu had been gone.
Mugen was lying on his side, drinking what was left of last nights sake. Fuu sat beside him in front of the fire. "Yo…" He mumbled looking up at her. "What?" She watched Mugen take in a deep breath. "It's going to storm soon, I'm gonna go look for some shelter, just stay here." He demanded. Standing up Mugen never took his eyes off her, he just stared for a moment as if he was thinking really hard, making Fuu blush. 'What is he starring at? I mean come on, who does that?' She thought as a frown made its way across his face before Mugen walked away.
The second Mugen was out of Fuu's sight she felt a horrible panicky feeling rise through her gut. But why? Was it because she was afraid that he had been lying and this was what she had been regretting all along, his permanent absence in her life? Or was it something else? Fuu looked around her, the brightness of the fire not going but a few feet outward, other than that it was pitch black behind the trees ahead of her. Fuu felt like as she looked ahead that someone, or something was starring back at her.