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Oneshot 13: Head Wound

by: AshAnime

Mugen was kissing her.

For a brief moment Fuu thought she was dreaming, or that the universe was playing some crazy, sick jock on her. There was no way Mugen, ruthless yet loyal Mugen, was kissing her and caressing her so softly. The very same Mugen that always called her a flat-chested, loud-mouth brat.

This had to be a dream.

Fuu squeaked in surprise as she felt her back hit the opposite wall. Mugen was getting slightly rougher now. She didn't know if she could keep up and she didn't know if she liked the warmth building up in her core. He didn't hold back as his tan hand slipped inside her kimono and traveled up her milky white leg.

"Mugen," Fuu panted, pulling away from his searching lips. "What if Jin-?"

"He aint coming back 'till tomorrow," Mugen answered quickly, looking slightly peeved that Fuu was worried about the stoic samurai walking in on them. "Probably hitting up a brothel or something. Morals my ass."

Fuu frowned. "Jin would never-"

"Are you seriously bringing up four-eyes while we're…" Mugen didn't know exactly what to call all of this, but Fuu got the point. She was kind of surprised to see how serious he was. She didn't think he was the type of guy who cared what the girl was thinking about, just as long as he got what he wanted.

Fuu's fast breathing slowed as she studied the Ryukyus pirate's eager eyes. "What is this… Mugen?" she whispered, pulling his hand out from under her kimono and holding it in her grasp.

"What do you mean-?"

"You know what I mean."

Mugen opened his mouth, a snarky remark on his tongue, but a fierce flash of pain lanced through his skull and he grimaced. There was agony clear as day on his face as he yanked his hand out of Fuu's grasp and clutched his head.

Stupid head wound.

"Oh Mugen, your bandages are bleeding," Fuu sighed, her delicate fingers reaching up to assess the damage. He couldn't help thinking back to how all of this started.

There was a nasty fight in which Mugen was thrown unto his back, his head hitting the ground and a loud crack racking his skull. In a daze he had got back up, sliced up the guy, and then fainted in a pool of his and his opponent's blood.

When he woke up, none other then Fuu was hovering over him, caring for him like she always did. Jin, satisfied that Mugen was still alive, got up and said there was somewhere he had to go and that he'd be back in the morning.

It was as Mugen watched Fuu's determined face while she wrapped his bleeding head, that he got this feeling in his chest. He hadn't really noticed it before, but Fuu's eyes were captivating. The way the lantern's light hit her face and caught her big brown spheres was mesmerizing. He didn't notice the flecks of gold that swam in them until that very moment, and then he was doing the unthinkable.

He was kissing her.

And for some reason Mugen couldn't make himself stop. She was intoxicating. Like the sake he often indulged in, and the fights he got himself into. There was just something so overwhelming about her innocence and warmth that poor Mugen didn't know how to restrain himself.

Then she just had to bring up Jin.

Not only that, but his head started bleeding.

So of course this caused soft and caring Fuu to go straight into nursing mode as she ordered Mugen to have a seat and started rewrapping his wound. He couldn't help grumbling under his breath in frustration. How did Fuu expect him to sit still when her hooters were hovering right in front of his face?

"You done yet?" he snapped, finally drawing his eyes away from her chest and staring up into her face.

Fuu glanced down for a brief second and mumbled, "Almost." To be honest she was purposely taking a long time. The lustful, needy Mugen from earlier made her nervous. She never had to consider him wanting her before because she thought it wasn't possible, but now…

Now she didn't know what to think.

"All done," she reluctantly announced, leaning back, and lowering unto her heels.

"Good." Mugen smirked and that lecherous grin returned on his face. He leaned in to pick up where they left off, but stopped when he realized something. Fuu wasn't smiling or blushing or looking as eager as he felt. In fact…

She looked scared.

"What the fuck?" he suddenly blurted, leaning away from her.

Fuu's eyes snapped open. She hadn't even noticed they were closed until she heard Mugen's words. The look on his face was anger, guilt, frustration and something else she couldn't name. Was it…

Hurt?

No, it couldn't be. This was Mugen.

"You could have just told me," he muttered, suddenly standing and blinking harshly at the pain pounding in his head. It was his head, right?

"Told you what?" Fuu asked naively, still not sure exactly what she did wrong.

Mugen stared down at her, trying to rein in his sudden anger. "That you didn't want me."

Fuu frowned.

"That you were scared of me."

"What?" Fuu blinked and slowly processed what Mugen was telling her. Did she really look that frightened as he approached? All she could remember thinking about was how everything was happening so fast and how maybe…just maybe… she wasn't ready.

"Mugen I'm not scared of you. I never-" I hoarse laugh from the rugged ronin above cut her off.

"Could've fooled me."

A tense silence washed over the two.

Fuu was tired. Waiting up for Mugen and Jin had worried the life out of her. And then when Jin came in with Mugen's limp and bloody body she thought she might faint. It was a good thing she had the calm and patience of a healer as she quickly patched him up.

It wasn't her fault that her nerves were still frazzled when Mugen started kissing her. It wasn't her fault that her heart ached with a need she had never experienced before, and it scared her.

I don't want him? She thought bitterly. Mugen couldn't be more stupid.

Silently, Fuu rose and started cleaning up the area. She threw out the old water and Mugen's bloody old bandages. His curious gaze followed her as she finally stopped at her futon and began preparing for bed.

Fuu heard him sigh and curse under his breath. "My head's killing me anyway…" he mumbled, turning to go prepare his bedding as well.

But a soft hand stopped him.

Mugen turned slightly to the side and gave Fuu an incredulous look. "What-?"

Fuu's tired feet brought her unto her tip-toes as she promptly pressed a kiss unto Mugen's cheek.

If he was confused before he was even more confused now.

"Come lay with me Mugen," Fuu whispered, grabbing his hand and guiding him towards her mat.

He watched, still befuddled, as she lowered herself unto it and dragged him down with her. Fuu turned unto her side, resting her head on her pillow, and laid Mugen's arm across her torso. She felt Mugen slowly fit his body against hers, his rigid bones relaxing the longer he lay next to her warmth.

It was so weird feeling so much fuzzy pleasure without sake coursing through his veins and a whore roaming her hands all over him. Mugen could slightly feel the vibration of Fuu's words through her back as she spoke.

"I do want you Mugen." He could hear the soft smile in her voice. "I want you more then you will ever know… but I'm tired, and confused, and kind of scared. I've never felt this… need before and I don't know if I'm ready. This is probably the most selfish thing I'll ever ask of you, but please wait for me? Just enjoy these moments between us and I promise, someday I'll be ready for you."

Mugen's brow creased. A year ago he would've said, "Fuck that" and head back to his mat with no regret or remorse in his heart. But now… now he was wondering if he had gone soft.

Instead of storming off he found himself curling further into Fuu's warmth. Maybe it was his head wound or the sake still in his system from a few hours ago, but he actually considered her proposal. She was already performing miracles he never thought possible.

He was curled up next to a girl without sex or booze keeping him there.

What was the world coming to?

"Fuu, I-" Mugen quieted when he heard the little snore escape her lips. She was asleep.

"The little bitch," he murmured softly, a small content smirk gracing his lips as he kissed her neck.

Awwww. You guys like what I did there? How I put in that line that he said in show? When Mugen was laying on his back, looking at the hand she healed, and said "Little Bitch"? (actually he was always call her that. lol)

And See?! You guys got some pretty hefty kissing in the beginning there! I know it isn't as much as people were expecting or want but this oneshot got changed drastically from what I had originally planned. You guys have to understand that when I right these I have a certain formula:

Beginning: Intro to problem.

Middle: Problem.

End: Problem solved with sometimes a lingering, "What if?"

And thus! The secret formula to the Krabby Patty- I mean my oneshots is entrusted to you readers! lol

ANYWAYS! Don't forget about the pictures and videos. I mostly want pictures because I really do want to see how you guys perceive my oneshots=) PLEASE PM me if you make one!

Mugen: Glad you bitches aint bothering me with questions.

AshAnime: Oh, they will. *winks knowingly at reader*

Mugen: What the hell was that wink for?

AshAnime: Oh, nothing. *winks again*

Mugen: There! That! What the fuck was that?!

AshAnime: I don't know what you're talking about Mugen. *smirks and winks again*

Mugen: That's it. I'm out of here.

AshAnime: Mugen! Wait! I need you for the next oneshot!

Mugen: See if I care!

AshAnime: *Turns sheepishly towards reader* Don't worry, he'll be back! LOVE YOU GUYS AND PLEASE REVIEW!