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Penname: LiveLoveLaugh

FanFiction Story: Sunflower Samurai

Summary: (Naruto X Samurai Champloo) Sakura had stepped into a spellbound when she fell asleep in a garden of sunflowers, in a strange event she was taken in a coma where she dreamt she lived in a world not her own, traveling with three other wanderers.

AN: Alrighty then! I'm back! (Mean people: Aw man…) I just typed up the rest of the chapter, that was supposed to be reserved for the last chapter but since I running out of time so quickly, I decided to split the two parts. Now that I think about it, I think its better that way because I can write longer on this chapter. (Audience whoops) Hope you enjoyed the story so far! Thank you to those who reviewed! Please have a good read, enjoy!

Whodunit Woman

In lightning sharp, the tall young man threw the axe through the small chunk of wood into two clean halves. The logs fell from the stump he used for axing. He slowly wiped the back of his arm over his sweaty forehead. He steadily took another piece of wood and placed it bull's eye shot on top, and threw down his axe again. The halves flew from each other. He calmly regained his breathing, running his long fingers through his long black bangs and slowly adjusted his spectacles on his nose bridge. He thinned his lips, he was a little agitated that the young girl and that street dog had not come back yet.

Was it him or was he always stuck with the chores?

He shook his head, sitting down on the ashy stump while loosening the rope strands to let down the long sleeves of his indigo and white yukata top, taking off his glasses to polish the foggy lens. The sun was setting in the distance, when he looked out into the open double doors of the inn house which he and his homeless traveling companions were staying for a couple of days for free, if they would exchange for their help in repairing and cleaning the entire hotel. He picked up the fallen timber of the last firewood bunch, and throwing it neatly into the pile before he went inside their inn room.

He pushed open the front fusuma. His pale slender fingers stuck on the smooth grooves of bamboo and slid the door to find someone already in there. He frowned most unpleasantly, sliding back the fusuma.

"Where were you?" he asked nonchalantly, his speculating eyes looked skeptically at the figure.

"I was in the market, smartass, remember? The inn guy had me doing errands all over the place, it was getting very irritating by the end of the day," the younger man smirked, scratching the whiskers on his strong chin and upper lip, "But of course, I didn't mind after I came out of the rice and grain shop…" He trailed off deliberately with a twinkle in his dark eyes, waiting for him to ask.

The taller skinner male's lips thinned, "I suppose this is the part where I ask 'what happened, Mugen'?"

Mugen snickered, a grin formed on his mouth, "Well, since you asked so nicely, Jin…there was this very attractive woman in the streets with a pair of huuuge breasts," he gestured the size by cupping his hands over his flat chest, "And a very fine ass that won't quit," he dusted off the back of his shorts, smirking terribly predatorily, "And wore the most revealing kimono dress I'd seen yet, I mean her cleavage was down to there…"

"I'm sure I missed a lot seeing that you might have flattered her," the other man muttered, stopping him from tracing the invisible seam of the woman's dress.

"Ah, don't get jealous!" Mugen slipped out of his red jacket, and laid it next to him when he spread himself supine near the heater, "She was accompanied with her pockmarked, kinda heavy bird. She's was quite of your type, you know? Ugly and quiet, you like them kind of girls, eh? Maybe I should introduce you to her —"

"Somehow I failed to understand how this is a good reason to explain why you didn't do half of your errands properly?" Jin whispered, sitting down with his legs crossed and his arms inserted into his long indigo sleeves, "We have to leave the place soon, to get to the neighboring town. We need enough money for that kind of transportation."

The dark-skinned man waved it off, "Damn, don't worry about it. I can always get the Little Miss Diva to flash her sparkly doe eyes at the innkeeper, they all fall for that. Hell, we can get away with murder and—"

Jin blinked behind his glasses, "Where is Fuu, anyway?"

"Man! Stop interrupting me!" Mugen exclaimed, whisking out a sake bottle from his pants pocket, "Damn, pisses me off…"

"Where is Fuu? Have you seen her?" the swordsman asked in a low urgent voice.

"Iunno, I thought she was still in the inn," he took a draught from the white bottle, "Why? When was the last time you saw her?"

"I saw her leave with you," Jin picked himself off the polished wooden floor, "If you haven't seen her, then we should look for her now." He kicked the seated young man roughly with his foot that Mugen tipped over painfully on his rigid back, the sake bottle dropped from his hand and spilled on the ground, "Get up."

Mugen grunted, rubbing the back of his neck, "That's another reason why I get to kick your skinny pale white ass out of Edo after we find that prissy sunflower guy for that princess…"

He grabbed his swords and throw over the green and beige strap, straightening out his red traditional shirt.

"Yes, but I reserve all the rights to slay you," Jin whispered quietly, his eyes narrowed with intense seriousness that the other man had brushed off the strong threat like dust specks from his raggedy clothes.

"Pfft," Mugen scoffed, standing up and walking over to the closed fusuma, "Why do I need to worry over that? I bet even a woman can dodge all your prissy pants movements, you call 'sword fighting'."

"I suppose you can, since you named your style 'sword fighting'," the pony-tailed man muttered, making the other male burn up.

Mugen glared ahead, shoving aside the spectacled man and threw aside the fusuma hastily as if claiming to find all the rights to be better than him in every way. If only he could snap those damn glasses in half. Cool air met their bodies, as the moon was rising, and they were met with surprise when the person they had to look for if she were in a scandal, was about to open the door for herself too. The young maiden with brown hair squealed wide-eyed, falling on her small behind when the ugly dirty face of Mugen's appeared so closely towards hers.

Jin peeked dumbfounded from behind with his eyebrows raised.

"What the heck were you trying to do!" Fuu screamed, standing up immediately and smacking upside his messy hair, "Don't do that again! That was really frightening!" He grimaced at the hit, and looked down on her with his dark eyes.

"What a fucking scaredy-cat!" he taunted, placing his hands on his skinny hips, "It's not like I'm some sort of bedtime ghoul!"

Fuu blinked, fluttering her eyelashes and tapped at her chin when she analyzed his face, "No, but you do have a face of an ape."

"Why you little—!"

Before Mugen could choke her pretty neck, Jin stepped ahead in time and looked down on the young maiden.

"What happened to you? Weren't you the one who told us not to come home so late?"

Fuu thought over that, then jumped excitedly while scratching the back of her head, "Aha, I got a good excuse! You see, just a few hours ago when I broke apart from Mugen because he was flirting with some very curvy women," the mentioned had his eyes sparkling with amused glee, while Jin didn't look into that, "And I had to deliver the basket of sewing supplies to the innkeeper's wife, but while I was coming back on the road, I came upon this person who fell out of a tree."

The two men blinked, "Fell out of a tree?"

She shook her head, "I don't know how that happened, but I swear to the Heavens, I had to stop and—oh my goodness, the person had green eyes! Isn't that amazing?" she squealed excitedly, "I was so jealous, I wish had green eyes instead of boring ol' brown eyes like everyone else's—do you suppose it was a birth defect? I mean I seen albinos around the area before with red eyes, so maybe, it only comes naturally—"

Unfazed by the flat-chest girl's rant, Mugen leaned against the door frame, "Quit your jabbering, brat. No one has green eyes in this area of the continent. That's only a myth."

"Nuh-uh!" Fuu pouted, "You just haven't seen—"

"Uh-huh!" Mugen snapped, bending his long neck to her face.

"Nuh-uh!" Fuu tiptoed, angrily gritting her teeth.

"How did this person fall out of a tree?" Jin asked confused, breaking through the childish charade.

Fuu blushed out of embarrassment, coughing into her hand and adjusted her voice, "I don't have a clue! She must have been sleeping or something, but when I helped her up, I saw her green eyes—" she smirked triumphantly to an uninterested Mugen, who yawned in his hand, "—from under that hood she wore. Then she must have fainted from the pain. And so I took her to the inn, and the innkeeper said she could stay for free if I could scrub the kitchen floors, so right now she's resting with the innkeeper's wife with a bunch of bandages. They said she could leave after she heals."

Jin lowered his slender brows questionably, "Wait, they're making you do extra shift for her lounging?"

"Mm-hm! I flashed them my special shiny eyes technique!" Fuu giggled, clapping her hands together, "And they fell for it."

"That's stupid," the stray dog growled, folding his arms, "She gets free room and meal in the inn for having another person do her chores, and just scrubbing the Goddamn kitchen and we have to work our ass off for the last two days for our expensive payment!"

The brunette girl frowned, "Well, only because you keep breaking everything in the inn the moment you touch them!"

"Yeah, that way Pretty Boy here would get more chores," Mugen grinned mischievously.

Jin didn't look impressed by his remark. The younger man sighed, and looked a tad skeptically at the fifteen year old girl.

"I still don't believe someone can have green eyes," her jaw dropped, Mugen continued on picking from underneath his nails, "I mean you must have experienced some sort of light defect from the sun. You have to be making all this up for your damn tardiness, no one is stupid enough to fall off a tree nor do they have green eyes. Please, just tell us where you went so Jin-chan here can scold you, then we can go eat dinner, then we can sleep and wake up for tomorrow morning."

"I DIDN'T MAKE IT UP!" Fuu yelled.

Jin winced, "Jin-chan?"

"YOU STUPID APE-MAN! WHY THE HECK WOULD I LIE?" Fuu went on ranting, though Mugen just stuck a pinky finger into his ear annoyed, "IT IS TRUE! A PERSON CAN HAVE GREEN EYES! AND I'M SURE IT MUST HAVE BEEN AN ACCIDENT WHEN SHE FELL OUT OF THAT STUPID TREE! I CAN SHOW YOU RIGHT NOW! COME ON, LET'S GO!"

She grabbed both of their arms and dragged them along, Jin looked down on her with confusion, "Why do I need to come?"

"Jin, please! Don't you simply understand the way things work? I need a witness or less, Mugen would deny it even more so," Fuu cackled madly, causing the two men to sweat-drop. Mugen rubbed under his chin.

"So when you mention that this person with green eyes, you said she was a girl right?"

"Yeah!" she was panting when she pulled the two along while running.

"So how old is she?"

"Around you and Jin's age, I think," Fuu blinked, glancing at him.

"Is she hot?"

"WHAT DOES THAT MATTER?" the outrageous cry woke up the cawing birds from the tiled rooftops.

To Be Continued

Hmm, this story doesn't necessary force 'everyone' to watch Samurai Champloo before reading the fanfiction. I'm just introducing something new and you don't have to know the whole plot to enjoy reading my stories. I try to fend away from getting everyone worked up about not understanding, but I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. Um, sooner or later, I suppose.

I hope the characters in this chapter helped a little with the imagery.