Fuu sat in the small bar located just outside of the brothel. She had the bulletin spread out in front of her, with a glass filled with Sake in her hands. She shook her head as she took a swig,

"Damn asshole, Mugen….I swear…he's so inconsiderate…poor Jin, he died all alone." She said with a grimace, glancing down at her papers. She rolled her eyes and sighed,

"I guess I just don't want it to be true….Poor Jin…" She said softly. The bartender turned, and hearing all of this, took the Sake glass out of Fuu's hands,

"When customers start talking to themselves, it kinda freaks me out, and I know they've had enough…You've DEFINITELY had enough girlie..." He said. Fuu balled her hands into fists, and then slammed one down on the counter,

"I'm MOURNING you asshole! Give me back the liquor!" She swore vehemently. At that moment, the door flaps lifted, and Mugen stepped into the bar. Fuu turned and rolled her eyes,

"Ah…the King has entered the building…" She snarled, ripping the bulletin up, and shoving it into her small pink purse. Turning her nose up, she moved towards the door, but Mugen caught her little arm. She looked up, eyebrows furrowing,

"Let me go, jerk…" She muttered under her breath. Mugen grinned,

"Don't sass me. Besides, a good bodyguard doesn't let the person he's protecting go out alone." He said. Fuu stopped struggling to get away, and then stood, looking up at him,

"Had a change of heart huh? Well guess what? YOU ALREADY BROKE YOUR OWN RULE!" She said, and yanked herself away, heading out of the bar. Mugen raised an eyebrow,

"Now you wait just a damn minute! Get your little ass back here!" He shouted, giving chase. Fuu rolled her eyes,

"The hell with him! I don't need his help anyhow!" She said, turning her nose up into the air. Mugen neared Fuu, and just as he reached her, he stiffened, feeling the air around the two of them tense, and listening to the whistling of bullets heading towards their backs. Mugen leapt, and knocked Fuu to the ground landing on top of her. Fuu tasted dirt, and gasped when Mugen fell on her, almost knocking the wind from her lungs. She rolled out from beneath him,

"What the hell is your problem Mugen?" She asked angrily, sitting up and dusting off her pink kimono. Mugen shook his head, and put a finger to his lips. Then he pointed forward where a crowd gathered. Many young woman were holding their children closer to their sides and many young men were holding their woman closer than that. They gazed upon the ghastly scene before them. A young couple, lay on the ground, both bleeding from bullet wounds in their backs. Fuu could not see anything, but she could hear snatches of conversation,

"My goodness! Do you think their dead?" "They were hit with the bullets from behind…" Fuu paled and looked over at Mugen, trembling gently. That could have been her and Mugen. She only hoped the people who had been hit weren't dead. Mugen grinned, and sat up,

"Still think you don't need me?" He asked with a smug smile. Fuu didn't answer. She just climbed to her feet, and raced into the circle. Much to her relief, the young man was stirring, as well as the woman. They both looked like they were in pain and very pale. Another man, a little older this time, pushed his way through the circle and bent down to examine them, claiming he was a doctor. Fuu pushed her own way back through the crowd until she ran into Mugen's chest. Mugen grabbed her wrist, and without a word, pulled her towards a little inn located on the outskirts of the city.