"Sincerely": A Mugen and Fuu story- Part 1.
"Slow down!" Fuu quickened her pace so she could catch up with Mugen and Jin, her hands behind her back, looking at the sky.
Mugen let out a distorted "Hurry up" as he yawned, stretching one arm above his head. He scratched his head and glanced back at Fuu, glaring. Jin simply kept his pace silently as the three made their way through the dim forest.
As Fuu watched the two of them, she was overcome with a warm feeling. It had been about 5 months since they had first started their journey, and it made Fuu happy that both Mugen and Jin had stayed with her all this time. She focused on the back of Mugen's head. For some reason, she had always felt more connected to Mugen than to Jin since the beginning. She thought about all the times Mugen was there for her. He had always acted like he could care less about her, but he always checked on her and rescued her when she was in trouble. Jin was always there to protect her, but it seemed as though Mugen had always been the fastest to rush to her aid. It was confusing to her but at the same time made her happy. She always felt secure when around Mugen, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that.
"Damn. I'm hungry" Mugen muttered as he pulled out his sword and began slashing tree branches out of the way so the group could travel further into the dense forest.
"There's a stream up ahead. We can catch some fish and rest there until tomorrow." It was the first time Jin had spoken in a while. The only sounds he made were the low grunts from the pain of his latest battle wound; a large cut on the upper part of his arm.
Mugen continued to slice branches out of the way, forming a path to a large clearing near a flowing stream. As Fuu started to re-wrap Jin's arm where the wound had bled through the bandage, Mugen headed toward some nearby trees and began chopping the branches for firewood. Fuu could've sworn she saw a glint of jealousy in Mugen's eyes but ignored it and concentrated on wrapping Jin's arm.
An hour later Mugen and Fuu were in the stream, attempting to catch something for dinner. Mugen had successfully caught two fish already, while Fuu had caught none.
"What am I doing wrong? I don't understand!" Fuu was frustrated and was about to give up. They had been in the stream for about two hours and Fuu hadn't caught a single fish.
"Damn woman" Fuu turned to see Mugen smirking at her attempts to catch a fish. She knew that he was amused by watching her for the last hour and wouldn't stop bugging her until she had caught one. About half an hour later, she still hadn't caught a fish and knew that Mugen would not let her forget it if she didn't catch a fish. He came right behind her and swiftly shoved his sword into the water. When he pulled it out, Fuu was amazed to see that he had a fish dangling on the end.
"Heh," He smirked as he ripped the fish from the end of his sword and tossed it at Fuu, who was dazed and embarrassed that she couldn't even catch her own dinner. "You'll get one some day," Mugen said as he headed towards the fire, "if your lucky".
Well what do you think? PLEASE review, cuz this is my first fanfic! Yay!