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Consortium of Continuation	By : fuusunshine Category: +S to Z > Samurai Champloo Views: 3500 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Inaugural Itinerary
The darkness of night was being pushed away slowly as the sun tentatively made its appearance, while Fuu rushed around preparing to leave. In her haste she tripped over something large on her floor that was still hidden in shadows and fell ungracefully to the floor banging her knees. She quickly stood and studied the large obstruction with curiosity before realizing what or whom it was.
“Mugen!”
“Hmmm.” He lazily slurred as he unabashedly scratched at his crotch.
“Ugg you’re such a pig. Get up.” She growled while poking his ribs with her toe.
Mugen sat up and slid himself over towards the others, Jin was already at the small table sipping a hot cup of tea, Eien beside him was doing the same, both were wide-awake and ready to leave. Fuu continued on her mission of closing the shutters, picking up miscellaneous items and moving them to the appropriate places. She stopped, putting her hands on her hips and sighed loudly.
“I think that’s it. “
“It is time then.” Jin stated quietly as he stood.
Mugen stood and stretched, cracking his vertebrae audibly and moved towards the door. Both the ronin and the pirate waited just outside on Fuu’s steps as she took one last glance around her home. She turned to watch as Eien placed his small bokken on his left hip and then looked towards her. The boy moved beside his mother and gently took her hand.
“C’mon okaasn, we gotta go.”
Fuu was so proud of him in this moment that she pulled him into a bone crushing hug as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. Then suddenly she let go and rushed off to the back room leaving Eien and the others confused. She returned shortly and draped a small dark grey haori over her son’s shoulders.
“Aww, it’s not even cold outside.” Eien protested weakly.
“Well it could get cold, so just do as I say and wear it.” Fuu said matter of factly.
The sun had slid over the horizon and the golden glow illuminated the long road ahead. Turning to take one last look Fuu said a silent goodbye to the small village as the ocean breeze caught her hair in its breath and turned to catch up with her companions. Though the situation was dire she could not help the small smile that graced her lips, she was on another adventure.
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It felt strange to Mugen to be travelling down this road. It had been years since he had traveled with anyone, yet here he was trudging along again with four eyes and the brat. He figured he should probably stop calling her brat but doubted he would. Jin walked just ahead of him with the girl and the kid pulling up the rear. The only thing missing was the sound of Fuu complaining about something or other.
“Gurgle.”
“Grumble.”
“I’m so hungry.” Both Fuu and Eien said in unison.
Mugen almost burst out laughing but he didn’t, instead he turned and stared down the two complainants as they hunched over holding their stomachs gingerly in their arms.
“We have only been on the road for half an hour.” Jin said clearly disinterested.
“I know, I know but can we stop for a quick snack, I have onigiri?” Fuu responded hopefully.
Jin hung his head in defeat and motioned for them to sit on the side of the road. “A short break, that is all.”
Mugen watched as Fuu smiled thankfully and sat down opening the small parcel that she had been carrying. There were four large rice balls in it and she handed one to the kid and Jin. Mugen was still standing on the road watching the proceedings when Fuu turned to him.
“Hungry? I know you want it.” She said mockingly as she held the food out towards him.
With cat like grace, Mugen swiped the food from Fuu’s hand and shoved it unceremoniously into his mouth. Free food was free food. He threw himself leisurely down on the ground and devoured the rice surprised at how good it tasted. He relaxed as everyone finished their snack and watched as Jin and Fuu moved a small distance ahead studying a map.
“Your sword is weird.” The kid blurted out. Mugen looked over to the child as he gazed at the sword sheathed on his back.
“Yeah, as long as it’s sharp.” He replied. “You know how to use that thing runt?” Mugen asked nodding towards the small bokken Eien had at his hip.
“Humph, yeah, Jin-ji taught me how.”
For one second Mugen wanted to throttle Jin, not understanding the reason for his reaction he quickly suppressed it and nodded to the kid.
“Let’s continue, shall we.” Jin said with a note of authority.
For the rest of the day they walked along the same road, coming upon only a few other travelers. Fuu continuously talked as they walked about this and that, Mugen really didn’t pay attention as her rambling was something that he had learned to tune out a long time ago. He had taken up the rear of the group and sauntered lazily with his hands resting on the back of his head. Yes, he had tuned her rambling out but his stormy eyes still watched her. He noticed how her hips swayed or how she would stumble over small stones on their path, how every so often she would place her hand warmly on the kids shoulder and smile down at him. He also took note that she indeed had one fine ass that was sculpted nicely by the pink fabric of her kimono. Mugen shook his head to rid that image from his mind and almost ran into Jin who had ceased walking.
“Mugen, we should leave the road and find an appropriate place to make camp for the evening.” Mugen feigned indifference and nodded turning off the road and into the trees that lined it. He lead the way for perhaps ten minutes until he was certain that they were far enough off the road to not attract attention and stopped raising his chin to Jin questionably.
“Hnn.” Jin said affirming Mugen’s decision of a campsite.
“Alright girly, you got anymore food tucked away, I’m starving.”

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Firewood had been gathered and the evening meal of salted fish and dried fruits was shared amongst the travelers. Although they could not carry much in the way of provisions and had already consumed their rations they would reach a small village by midday tomorrow. Jin noted to himself that having a little money in his pocket as well as knowing Fuu had money with her would make travelling much easier. They would be able to afford lodgings and food regularly, unlike the last time they had journeyed together. Still having to sleep out under the stars would be a reoccurring situation as they needed keep as low a profile as possible. He knelt down and watched the small fire burn, Eien was speaking excitedly to his mother about all of the things he had seen this day and Jin could not help but wonder at the small boys enthusiasm. For such a young child he was strong, in character and abrasiveness. He had known the boy for just over a year but somehow, just like his mother, he was able to weasel his way into Jin’s heart. He had begun teaching him the sword some time ago and Eien had a natural ability, he was agile, quick and eager to learn. However he also seemed to have a hard time with restraint and would plunge head long into Jin attacking with his fists or feet when he saw no other way of making a hit. At this thought, Jin turned his head to look at Mugen.
Mugen lay on his side in a very relaxed pose staring absently into the fire. Occasionally he would look up and gaze at Fuu and Eien then quickly turn back to the fire. Jin was not surprised that he decided to accompany them to Nagasaki but he was slightly taken aback at how quickly Mugen returned after his first encounter with the boy. Jin had thought it would have been hours or even perhaps a day but Mugen seemed to push the revelations to the back of his mind and made it back for dinner. A small pang of guilt twisted in his stomach for an instant, perhaps he should have told Mugen, however that was not his place. Mugen was an anomaly and even after traveling with him for so long Jin could not figure him out. He seemed so simple and straightforward but there was a deep complexity buried under the surface. Jin had known that Mugen held affection for Fuu as did he, the time they spent together had changed all of them and they had formed a bond even though it was with reluctance at first it was still there and after years apart that bond was still as strong as steel. Jin had realized during their journey to find the Samurai Who Smelled of Sunflowers that his two companions were tied together in a different way then he was to them, when he had come across Fuu on that cold winters day the difference was apparent. He remembered a short conversation he had with Fuu regarding this revelation. Bringing up Mugen’s name would make her fidget and quickly attempt to change the subject but she had spoken openly that evening. She had told Jin with a sad smile on her face that she would never ask anything of the vagrant, that she knew who he was, wild and tumultuous, free and strong. He was a mountain that no matter how hard the wind blew would never bow. She was right and Jin admired her for her insight.
Jin turned his thoughts to Shino, he knew she was safe but yet a pang of unease caught him and he worried for her. She was an extraordinary woman and when he spoke to her of Fuu’s plight, she immediately wanted him to assist her. It was Shino herself who suggested she go to stay with her cousins. They owned a small farm, well off the beaten path where she would be safe. They had discussed this at length together as they lay wrapped in each other’s embrace, he would return for her as soon as Fuu was safe. Perhaps they would follow and make a home close to the young girl Jin held so dear but for now his thoughts needed to be on the task at hand. Their first goal was to reach Nagasaki and find Issac, it would be several weeks of travel and the road was littered with danger. Jin had been deep within his own thoughts for longer then he had realized. He looked away from the fire to see that Fuu had fallen asleep with Eien wrapped up tight in her arms; the boy’s soft snores and the wind in the leaves were the only sounds as the night closed in around them. Even though the situation was dire Jin felt an unusual sense of calm, this is where he was supposed to be, Mugen and Fuu were his family and in turn Eien as well. After living alone for so long he was grateful to have them and Shino in his life. He thanked whatever deity had granted him so much even after all of the blood that was on his hands and looked once again towards the fire.
Mugen was still lying, his head propped up in his palm as he studied Jin. In a quiet gravely voice he said. “We’re being followed.”
“Hnn.” Was Jin’s reply.
“They’re not very quiet and they lost us as soon as we left the road, probably road side bandits or some loser wanna be bad asses.” Mugen sneered.
“Most likely, but we should not let our guard down nonetheless.”
Mugen took a quick glance at the sleeping forms of Fuu and the boy then sat up scratching his mass of dark hair before looking back to Jin. “I’ll take first watch.”
Eien: Hey I don’t snore.
Fuus: Hehehe, yeah you do.
Mugen: Like a giant troll dressed in a pink kimono.
Eien: ???
Fuus: Bahahahahahahahaha
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