Series:
Samurai Champloo
Title:
Fool
Characters:
Mugen
Pairing:
hinted Mugen x Fuu
Genre:
General, Angst
Rating:
G
Summary:
He was a fool, she was a fool; they were all fools. But there was no
greater fool than he. Hinted Mugen x Fuu. drabble
Disclaimer:
I do not own Samurai Champloo.
EVANESCENCE
Fool
His wooden slippers crushed the grass beneath him, each tiny green blade pressed to the ground with brutal force. He continued walking, oblivious of the fact that his stiff, forceful steps showed no mercy to the grass on which he walked upon.
But of course, trivial things like those never bothered him.
What bothered him most was the revelation of how much of a fool he really was. He was a fool, she was a fool; they were all fools. But there was no greater fool than he.
He crushed the verdant life beneath him with more force. He was frustrated. At himself, at him, at her. They had always been a trio whose every decision affected the other and now he was filled with aggravation.
It's been almost a year since he last saw Fuu, but Jin he had crossed paths with some months ago. He was never good with counting. He just knew that seasons changed and it must have been a year since they all went separate ways. Perhaps even more, but he didn't really care. All that occupied his mind right now was just the fact that he was a fool.
He could not blame Jin, he could not blame her. After all, he was the one who never understood himself. He who only knew how things are by looking at them, unlike him who studied the sources and consequences of everything he witnessed.
That was how different they are, but it did not stop there.
"Damn."
Would he be more at peace if he had not seen him? Had he not told him her feelings, his observations, would he have been more at peace?
Probably.
Or then again, perhaps he'd still be frustrated over his own stupidity and foolishness, his practical blindness.
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"Fuu cared for you."
"Me? She only wanted to see her 'sunflower samurai'," he said in disbelief.
"Idiot. I have witnessed her actions which were, apparently, very easy to read."
"Ha? You're kidding right? I had the impression she wanted you."
"Fuu loved you, idiot."
"You don't have to call me 'idiot' twice, bastard!"
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Would a year later be too late? Too late to find the girl who'd be sixteen—seventeen now? He wondered how much she's changed. If those feelings have changed - if she felt them, to start with.
Because now he knew. Now he knew how he felt about the girl: flat-chested, loud, and had a big appetite but was never greedy when it came with food. A girl who occupied his thoughts, bound him to a promise he never made, made it impossible to escape her companionship. He never asked himself why whenever he tried to leave her behind, seek his freedom, he simply could not. But now he knew why.
"Keh."
He loved her.
And the reason why he was the biggest fool of all?
One year later he still did.