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If someone were to claim that Fuu was neither a curious nor stubborn girl that someone would have been undeniably and completely wrong, as both Jin and Mugen would so happily tell them. And as little Fuu crept along the deserted path among the bamboo to the secluded hot spring near their little camp out for the night in a dilapidated shack several days after the incident with Mugen and his 'precious' paper, coming up with excuses to validate what she was now doing was becoming increasingly more difficult. 'OK. I'm not spying. I'm just . . . er . . . just . . . Well! At least I'm not stealing . . .well, not really anyway . . . just sorta, um, borrowing . . . and . . . Hey! Isn't this just like what Mugen and Jin did when they read my diary! That's right! What comes around goes around! Psh! Mugen's only getting his just desserts! After all, a little snooping never hurt anybody anyway!.

So while Mugen soaked drunkenly in the hot spring and Jin just soaked, having consumed far less alcohol than his bathing companion, Fuu was attempting to noiselessly sneak up unnoticed on Mugen's pile of discarded belongings.

Crunch!

'Shoot!' Fuu quickly looked to the ground. Just as she suspected under her slipper lay a broken twig. Adrenaline and panic rushed through her leaving her heart pounding and her eyes shot up to quiver on the pond where the two semi-submerged bathers apparently had not noticed a single thing. She let out a breath of relief that she hadn't realized she'd been holding in.

Unfortunately for Fuu one of the bathers had noticed.

Fortunately, it wasn't Mugen.

Jin, who had tensed at the noise, sighed when he caught a glimpse of pink in his peripheral vision and just assumed that Fuu had finally gotten curious about the male body and was doing some long awaited peeping. He had expected something like this to happen eventually. At least that's what he told himself, but the thought that Fuu was watching him still made him slightly uncomfortable and vaguely itchy in a way that reminded him of the odd rash he had picked up after eating prawns at a dive in Nagoya.

Jin subtly shifted his gaze to Mugen who didn't seem to have noticed the presence of their female companion who was currently crouched directly behind them beside the individual piles of discarded clothing, and Jin was not about to rat her out to the uncouth man who would undoubtedly tease her endlessly about it. He sighed again and sunk deeper into the warm water.

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She had done it! As Fuu cautiously unfolded the paper she allowed herself a moment of triumph to revel in the glory of being able to sneak up on two lethal samurai and rifle through their stuff. She briefly entertained the idea of plucking Jin's glasses from among his clothing and surprising him by wearing them. However, the shock of what was on Mugen's coveted paper sent her triumph plummeting to her stomach where it quietly gurgled and sunk like a doomed ship at sea. Confusion, panic and fear took hold of her body. 'I don't understand. It's me. Why does he have this?' She quickly refolded the paper and carefully tried to place it back as she had found it before hastily and unsteadily attempting to make her way back to camp.

Meanwhile, as Fuu rustled through Mugen's things the noise had eventually reached though his sensitive ears and had been laboriously and belatedly processed by his inebriated brain.

As he began to turn his head towards the noise Jin's hand suddenly latched itself to his cranium preventing him from turning it further. Jin instantly had the whole of Mugen's limited attention. "Oi, what the fuck is wrong with you dojo boy?"

" . . ." Jin gritted his teeth and gave an inward sigh.

"I said What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Mugen demanded.

" . . . " Jin remained stoic. He was not the best liar, even with his pokerface, and a valid excuse for suddenly grabbing hold of another man's skull while in the nude completely eluded him. So he opted for silence. It was better than saying something completely moronic that the ex-pirate would use as fuel for future taunts.

"Would you mind letting go of my head fish face?" Mugen growled.

"I can't do that Mugen." Jin sighed in exasperation.

"Why the hell not?! Mugen barked back.

" . . ." Jin's mind wandered a bit as he thought to himself 'Why me.'

"Yo. Four eyes." Mugen had had enough. He stood up revealing himself in all his naked glory, successfully dislodging Jin's hold on his head. "Wanna fight?"

"No." Jin's eyebrow twitched. Mugen standing naked in front of him with his manhood in his face was not something he found pleasant. He was becoming increasingly more aggravated and wished Fuu would leave already so he could stop this nonsense while he was ahead and avoid making a fool of himself.

"What the fuck you bastard!?" Mugen slurred, making a rude hand gesture.

"Just sit down Mugen." Jin said closing his eyes as he pressed at the area between his brows attempting to soothe the migraine he knew was coming. However, he felt his sense of duty call. He knew in order to keep Mugen from noticing Fuu he had to keep him distracted.

Jin swiftly stood up. The water coursing down his pale flesh as his left hand reattached itself to Mugens head. As long as he had Mugen's attention then Fuu's activities wouldn't be an issue. However, he sighed inwardly, she had undoubtedly had her curiosity fulfilled by now.

Mugen ground his teeth. 'What the hell is that four eyed bastard doing? Oh hell no! He ain't going gay on me now is he?! Fuck that!'

Mugen quickly snaked his own left hand up and onto Jin's head, "Haha! Got you now you bastard!" He crowed.

Jin's eyebrow twitched. Reaching up with his free hand he grabbed hold of Mugen's wrist and attempted to pry his head free of Mugen's grasp. Unfortunately Mugen would have none of that. Mimicking Jin's move he also attempted to free his trapped head. Ice-cold eyes met fiery hot ones in the staring match of the century as they both swiftly halted their attempts at freeing the other's hold and reapplied themselves in a knuckle cracking hold on each other's head-free hands.

As the duo pushed at each other, holding themselves at arms length, neither succeeding in dislodging the other, Jin had no opportunity to see Fuu sneak away rendering his attempt to protect her no longer necessary.

"LET GO YOU FUCKING GAY LORD!!!" Mugen howled.

"No."

"WHAT THE HELL!!

" . . . "

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!"

"Sit down."

"NO YOU SIT DOWN!!!"

" . . ." Jin's brow twitched spasmodically.

"FUCK!!! LET GO OF MY HEAD!!!"

" . . . "

The way things were going Jin was contemplating ramming his soap into Mugen's overly large mouth and down his throat. The fantasy immediately became a reality and successfully stifled Mugen's yelling.

As Mugen coughed and gagged Jin just crossed his arms, twitched an eyebrow and humphed.

"Well at least your rotten mouth has finally gotten the washing it so badly needs" Jin stiffly replied to the further choking of his comrade.

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When a rather disgruntled Jin finally arrived back at the hut they were sharing for the night after extracting himself from the heated pool and successfully avoiding a swordfight with Mugen (There was no way he was going to get sweaty after he had had his bath. If he did he would have to take a second one and Mugen was still there making a second bath impossible until he got his drunken ass out or he passed out and drowned, which would render the water unsuitable for bathing. Secretly Jin half-heartedly hoped Mugen would fall victim to the latter possibility.) He found Fuu curled up in the corner pretending to be asleep. 'Ah, she must be trying to avoid the embarrassment of looking at me after seeing me nude.' He conjectured. Dismissing her odd behavior and settling himself in for the night he dozed while listening to Fuu's breathing. 'You would think she'd know that we can tell whether or not she's asleep after all this time. Hmph.' He mused to himself while shifting to get more settled, contentedly crossing his arms and placing his hands into his sleeves.

Fuu remained confused and panicked over her discovery until it finally wore her down in the wee hours of the morning and she exhaustedly fell into a dreamless sleep. She was glad that Jin had accepted that she was asleep. Though she knew he wasn't the type to question. In the morning she had awoken to Jin moving about the cabin, stretched, yawned and felt much better despite the dark circles under her eyes. 'Maybe he just saved it as a silly souvenir? Or maybe he just kept it to laugh at.' She thought with a petulant pout.

'He doesn't know I saw it anyway, so as long as I act normal and forget about it then everything will be normal. Besides, there's no need to be melodramatic about it.' She resolved.

She looked around the hut noticing Mugen's absence then glanced up to Jin who returned her stare for several seconds before they both looked to the door obviously sharing the same thought.

Jin and Fuu found Mugen passed out in the hot spring with his head lolling on the rocky bank encircling the pool with drool encrusted on the side of his open mouth. Apparently he'd slept there the entire night.
Fuu's eye suddenly developed a tick and she grit her teeth before yelling "GET UP YOU DRUNKARD!!!" then promptly hitting Mugen with a slipper in the middle of the face. The previous night's discovery flying out the window for the time being.

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AN: All you people who wrote reviews, faved, and added this story to your story alerts. THANK YOU!!! I have no idea how to do the review reply function. . . yet. . . so I couldn't reply to you all or thank you all individually. So I'll just say it here.

This was written after a venti frappacinno and with a swollen thumb from playing too much video games. Maybe the combo of too much coffee/too much video games just strokes my inner muse. Heh. *shrugs*

Extra~
Fuu: You thought I was peeping?!
Jin: Hn.
Fuu: You do realize that I've bandaged your and Mugen's injuries, which require me to look at and touch your bodies, about a billion times don't you?
Jin: Hrk! *blush*