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Denial
CH 5: Denial
Mugen awoke to the blissful chirping of mating songbirds, the gentle western breeze whisking through his dark locks as his gray eyes beheld the golden spectacle of the sun rising over the bowing beach grass against the horizon.
How could everything possibly be so beautiful when he felt so despondent and out of his element? Last night with Fuu had only further proved to him that she couldn’t handle whatever illness now clutched him possessively within its vise-like grip, so he knew that he had to distance himself from her as much as possible. That way, he decided, he wouldn’t be forced to be in some mushy sentimental conversation that would make him want to vomit the wild rice he’d had with yesterday’s meal.
“Mugen?”
He groaned. Welp…so much for that idea.
Regarding the girl with disinterested eyes, Mugen placed his hands behind his head for support, questioning lazily, “Whaddaya want, Fuu? It’s too damn early for this kinda intrusion.”
“Mugen, it’s 1:30 in the afternoon!” she argued, her previous excitement now gone from her face as she crouched down on both knees and dangled some sort of leather satchel beneath his nose.
“What the hell’s this?” the Ryukyuan demanded, eyeing it with slight agitation. “Unless it’s booze, I don’t want any.”
Fuu frowned deeply. “Mugen, for once in your life, could you please get serious? This stuff could save your life!”
“Hm?”
Leaning forward and sniffing the parcel with a newfound type of interest, the dark-haired vagrant immediately made a face, complaining irritably, “Gods, this stuff smells worse than ass and rotten sewage! Where’dja find such nasty crap?”
“Madame Haruka” Fuu whispered, her face now devoid of its previous vitality as she bowed her head forward in despair. “She’s a witch doctor I happened to meet yesterday while you got your fortune done, a-and I know that this medicine’s gross, Mugen, but I can’t believe that you’re just willing to throw away all your chances because it smells!”
“Hey, I never said I wouldn’t take it!” he irritably shot back, swiping the satchel and dumping the dried contents into his mouth in order to prove his point, but not without gagging miserably.
“Mugen, you dolt! You’re supposed to mix that with plenty of water!” Fuu chided, her brows furrowing as she tightened her fists within her lap. “Now we’ll have to go back to Madame Haruka to get more since you just ingested an entire week’s worth!”
Mugen soured. “Blech…I think I’d rather eat shit. This stuff’s so terrible it’s beyond description!”
“You know, a simple thank you would suffice” Fuu grumbled, sending him a pointed look. “I busted my bum trying to get that medicine for you!”
“And a fine bum it is.”
“Go to Hell.”
Mugen chuckled, absently marveling at the delightful shade of pink that her cheeks had now become. He’d never admit that she was beautiful, but he was capable of viewing her as being pretty…
“What are you staring at?”
“Your ugly face” he smoothly shot back, relishing in Fuu’s ireful shriek as she gave him a vicious slap on the arm in retaliation, in which he promptly remarked that she hit like a girl.
Needless to say, this didn’t go by Fuu too well at all, the pink in her cheeks rapidly intensifying to that of crimson as she jumped Mugen and fiercely wrestled him to the ground. “You insufferable prick!” she shrieked, hitting him yet again, “How could you be so cold when all I want to do is save your miserable life?!”
Mugen’s gray eyes dulled, then, his bottom lip quirking ever-so-slightly as he returned coolly, “Well maybe I don’t wanna be saved, Fuu…I think that in the long run it’d be a whole lot easier for everyone if I just dropped dead.”
Fuu gasped. “Mugen, how could you say such a terrible thing?! That’s not true and you know it!”
“Yeah?” He finally smiled again, briefly allowing the rough pad of his thumb to brush against her cheek before brining his hand back down in order to position it upon his chest. “Just give it a rest, will ya? You’re wastin’ your breath.”
“But Mugen, I…” Fuu bowed her head, daring to lean down and place her cheek against the crook of his neck before finishing forlornly, “I’ve already lost my mother, so please……..I don’t want to lose you, too.”
“Fuu…”
“No, Mugen” she interrupted, now holding him tighter than ever before, “if you’re going to argue with me, at least wait until later. For now I’d like to stay like this….just for a little while longer.”
Mugen opened his mouth to argue, only to immediately close it, inwardly conceding that it was best to give in to Fuu’s wishes. Slowly wrapping his lanky arms about her slender form, he then tangled his fingers within her soft hair and allowed himself to briefly forget his illness and just concentrate on the one person who truly cared: insufferable little Fuu.
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When Mugen finally returned to camp (Fuu had retired a few hours earlier) he found Jin standing watch over Kohza’s sleeping form, a smug smirk tugging at the corner of the pirate’s lips as he teased, “What, afraid that the boogeyman’ll get ‘er? You never did that with Fuu.”
“You were never awake to know” Jin returned sternly, his gaze never straying from the girl’s peaceful visage as his grip tightened about his tanto. “After what’s happened the other day with the Yakuza I’m not taking any chances – you shouldn’t be, either.”
Mugen visibly soured. “Well where’s the fun in that? You know damn well by now that I can handle those clowns with one arm tied behind my back!”
“Maybe so” Jin agreed, “but if you won’t do it for yourself, at least do it for Fuu.”
“Huh?”
The ronin allowed a ghost of a smile to grace the corners of his lips due to Mugen’s apparent state of oblivion, his next words slow and deliberate as he solemnly revealed, “She loves you, Mugen – surely by this point in our journey you must realize this. Why else do you think she worships the very ground you walk on?”
“Easy…‘cause I’m study” Mugen returned matter-of-factly, grinning from ear-to-ear before easing himself down into a sitting position. “That” he continued, “and ‘cause I ravage women like an animal – who wouldn’t be in love with me after such mind-blowing sex?”
Jin’s visibly soured. “For Fuu’s sake I will pretend I didn’t hear that, Mugen. A girl’s affections are nothing to be toyed with.”
“Sheesh, who died and made you Pussy of the Year?” the vagrant groused, chewing on the inside of his lip before leaning back on his elbows. “Is it ‘cause-a that Kohza chick? You’ve been actin’ awful weird ever since she’s joined us, ya know?”
Jin’s eyes narrowed. “Do not change the subject, Mugen – down by the river is a young woman that cares for you unconditionally, yet you obviously don’t even give two shits about her well-being.”
Mugen’s eyes widened at this declaration, not used to seeing the ronin so bent out of shape, let alone swearing like a sailor. “Well, I…um…”
“Go to Madame Haruka in the morning” Jin interrupted, his dark eyes burning like two hot coals behind his glasses. “That’s the only way that you will give Fuu peace of mind, so please…for once in your life do what’s right.”
For the first time in his pitiful existence Mugen had nothing witty to say in return, his jaw tightening as he wordlessly rose from his perch and stormed off in the opposite direction of the campsite like a soulless drifter without a cause.
“Did it work?”
Finally opening her eyes, Kohza drew herself up and turned to Jin, continuing hopefully, “Well? Is he going to Madame Haruka?”
“I honestly don’t know, Kohza” the ronin whispered, slowly shaking his head. “He seems to be terribly distraught.”
The Ryukyuan nodded sorrowfully, only to suddenly place a supportive hand on his knee. “Thank you for being here for me, Jin…if you hadn’t…well…I honestly don’t know how I would’ve been able to handle everything. Mugen’s the only one who’s ever been somewhat of a friend to me in my entire life, but now that I have you I feel as if I have new hope.”
Jin glanced down at the girl with wary eyes, careful to keep his visage absolutely unreadable as he returned coolly, “I’m tired….I think I’ll go lie down for a while.”
Absolutely astonished by this, Kohza fell forward due to the momentum of the skilled swordsman rising to his feet, her doe brown eyes wide and filled with unshed tears as she watched him wander off toward the sleeping quarters like that of a phantasm in the wind.
“Not you, too” she whispered, her bottom lip quivering, “I can’t lose you, too!”
A/N: Yeeeah, so now the question remains if it was Jin or Mugen that Kohza originally came to see…that, of course, and how Mugen and Fuu will overcome his devastating situation of life and death. Things like this often bring people closer, so over the next few chapters you will finally see the two bond – and, like I stated earlier, there WILL be a lemon, so you’ve been forewarned twice now! It will probably be either the next chapter or the one after, but I’m not making any promises…I’m just going with the flow. Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter – please comment! ;0)
P.S. If you’re absolutely bored out of your MIND, I just wrote another Fuugen that’s 2 chapters long and…well…just see for yourself if you’re interested. :-P lol Thanks!!
Mugen awoke to the blissful chirping of mating songbirds, the gentle western breeze whisking through his dark locks as his gray eyes beheld the golden spectacle of the sun rising over the bowing beach grass against the horizon.
How could everything possibly be so beautiful when he felt so despondent and out of his element? Last night with Fuu had only further proved to him that she couldn’t handle whatever illness now clutched him possessively within its vise-like grip, so he knew that he had to distance himself from her as much as possible. That way, he decided, he wouldn’t be forced to be in some mushy sentimental conversation that would make him want to vomit the wild rice he’d had with yesterday’s meal.
“Mugen?”
He groaned. Welp…so much for that idea.
Regarding the girl with disinterested eyes, Mugen placed his hands behind his head for support, questioning lazily, “Whaddaya want, Fuu? It’s too damn early for this kinda intrusion.”
“Mugen, it’s 1:30 in the afternoon!” she argued, her previous excitement now gone from her face as she crouched down on both knees and dangled some sort of leather satchel beneath his nose.
“What the hell’s this?” the Ryukyuan demanded, eyeing it with slight agitation. “Unless it’s booze, I don’t want any.”
Fuu frowned deeply. “Mugen, for once in your life, could you please get serious? This stuff could save your life!”
“Hm?”
Leaning forward and sniffing the parcel with a newfound type of interest, the dark-haired vagrant immediately made a face, complaining irritably, “Gods, this stuff smells worse than ass and rotten sewage! Where’dja find such nasty crap?”
“Madame Haruka” Fuu whispered, her face now devoid of its previous vitality as she bowed her head forward in despair. “She’s a witch doctor I happened to meet yesterday while you got your fortune done, a-and I know that this medicine’s gross, Mugen, but I can’t believe that you’re just willing to throw away all your chances because it smells!”
“Hey, I never said I wouldn’t take it!” he irritably shot back, swiping the satchel and dumping the dried contents into his mouth in order to prove his point, but not without gagging miserably.
“Mugen, you dolt! You’re supposed to mix that with plenty of water!” Fuu chided, her brows furrowing as she tightened her fists within her lap. “Now we’ll have to go back to Madame Haruka to get more since you just ingested an entire week’s worth!”
Mugen soured. “Blech…I think I’d rather eat shit. This stuff’s so terrible it’s beyond description!”
“You know, a simple thank you would suffice” Fuu grumbled, sending him a pointed look. “I busted my bum trying to get that medicine for you!”
“And a fine bum it is.”
“Go to Hell.”
Mugen chuckled, absently marveling at the delightful shade of pink that her cheeks had now become. He’d never admit that she was beautiful, but he was capable of viewing her as being pretty…
“What are you staring at?”
“Your ugly face” he smoothly shot back, relishing in Fuu’s ireful shriek as she gave him a vicious slap on the arm in retaliation, in which he promptly remarked that she hit like a girl.
Needless to say, this didn’t go by Fuu too well at all, the pink in her cheeks rapidly intensifying to that of crimson as she jumped Mugen and fiercely wrestled him to the ground. “You insufferable prick!” she shrieked, hitting him yet again, “How could you be so cold when all I want to do is save your miserable life?!”
Mugen’s gray eyes dulled, then, his bottom lip quirking ever-so-slightly as he returned coolly, “Well maybe I don’t wanna be saved, Fuu…I think that in the long run it’d be a whole lot easier for everyone if I just dropped dead.”
Fuu gasped. “Mugen, how could you say such a terrible thing?! That’s not true and you know it!”
“Yeah?” He finally smiled again, briefly allowing the rough pad of his thumb to brush against her cheek before brining his hand back down in order to position it upon his chest. “Just give it a rest, will ya? You’re wastin’ your breath.”
“But Mugen, I…” Fuu bowed her head, daring to lean down and place her cheek against the crook of his neck before finishing forlornly, “I’ve already lost my mother, so please……..I don’t want to lose you, too.”
“Fuu…”
“No, Mugen” she interrupted, now holding him tighter than ever before, “if you’re going to argue with me, at least wait until later. For now I’d like to stay like this….just for a little while longer.”
Mugen opened his mouth to argue, only to immediately close it, inwardly conceding that it was best to give in to Fuu’s wishes. Slowly wrapping his lanky arms about her slender form, he then tangled his fingers within her soft hair and allowed himself to briefly forget his illness and just concentrate on the one person who truly cared: insufferable little Fuu.
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When Mugen finally returned to camp (Fuu had retired a few hours earlier) he found Jin standing watch over Kohza’s sleeping form, a smug smirk tugging at the corner of the pirate’s lips as he teased, “What, afraid that the boogeyman’ll get ‘er? You never did that with Fuu.”
“You were never awake to know” Jin returned sternly, his gaze never straying from the girl’s peaceful visage as his grip tightened about his tanto. “After what’s happened the other day with the Yakuza I’m not taking any chances – you shouldn’t be, either.”
Mugen visibly soured. “Well where’s the fun in that? You know damn well by now that I can handle those clowns with one arm tied behind my back!”
“Maybe so” Jin agreed, “but if you won’t do it for yourself, at least do it for Fuu.”
“Huh?”
The ronin allowed a ghost of a smile to grace the corners of his lips due to Mugen’s apparent state of oblivion, his next words slow and deliberate as he solemnly revealed, “She loves you, Mugen – surely by this point in our journey you must realize this. Why else do you think she worships the very ground you walk on?”
“Easy…‘cause I’m study” Mugen returned matter-of-factly, grinning from ear-to-ear before easing himself down into a sitting position. “That” he continued, “and ‘cause I ravage women like an animal – who wouldn’t be in love with me after such mind-blowing sex?”
Jin’s visibly soured. “For Fuu’s sake I will pretend I didn’t hear that, Mugen. A girl’s affections are nothing to be toyed with.”
“Sheesh, who died and made you Pussy of the Year?” the vagrant groused, chewing on the inside of his lip before leaning back on his elbows. “Is it ‘cause-a that Kohza chick? You’ve been actin’ awful weird ever since she’s joined us, ya know?”
Jin’s eyes narrowed. “Do not change the subject, Mugen – down by the river is a young woman that cares for you unconditionally, yet you obviously don’t even give two shits about her well-being.”
Mugen’s eyes widened at this declaration, not used to seeing the ronin so bent out of shape, let alone swearing like a sailor. “Well, I…um…”
“Go to Madame Haruka in the morning” Jin interrupted, his dark eyes burning like two hot coals behind his glasses. “That’s the only way that you will give Fuu peace of mind, so please…for once in your life do what’s right.”
For the first time in his pitiful existence Mugen had nothing witty to say in return, his jaw tightening as he wordlessly rose from his perch and stormed off in the opposite direction of the campsite like a soulless drifter without a cause.
“Did it work?”
Finally opening her eyes, Kohza drew herself up and turned to Jin, continuing hopefully, “Well? Is he going to Madame Haruka?”
“I honestly don’t know, Kohza” the ronin whispered, slowly shaking his head. “He seems to be terribly distraught.”
The Ryukyuan nodded sorrowfully, only to suddenly place a supportive hand on his knee. “Thank you for being here for me, Jin…if you hadn’t…well…I honestly don’t know how I would’ve been able to handle everything. Mugen’s the only one who’s ever been somewhat of a friend to me in my entire life, but now that I have you I feel as if I have new hope.”
Jin glanced down at the girl with wary eyes, careful to keep his visage absolutely unreadable as he returned coolly, “I’m tired….I think I’ll go lie down for a while.”
Absolutely astonished by this, Kohza fell forward due to the momentum of the skilled swordsman rising to his feet, her doe brown eyes wide and filled with unshed tears as she watched him wander off toward the sleeping quarters like that of a phantasm in the wind.
“Not you, too” she whispered, her bottom lip quivering, “I can’t lose you, too!”
A/N: Yeeeah, so now the question remains if it was Jin or Mugen that Kohza originally came to see…that, of course, and how Mugen and Fuu will overcome his devastating situation of life and death. Things like this often bring people closer, so over the next few chapters you will finally see the two bond – and, like I stated earlier, there WILL be a lemon, so you’ve been forewarned twice now! It will probably be either the next chapter or the one after, but I’m not making any promises…I’m just going with the flow. Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter – please comment! ;0)
P.S. If you’re absolutely bored out of your MIND, I just wrote another Fuugen that’s 2 chapters long and…well…just see for yourself if you’re interested. :-P lol Thanks!!