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+S to Z › Samurai Champloo
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
18
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6,129
Reviews:
2
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Flatter Than a Katana with a Mind in Constant Need of Sharpening
Author's Note: More antics with a little taste of Fuu POV. Based on the prompt "Nice and Rough, or Gentle and Tender."
Flatter Than a Katana with a Mind in Constant Need of Sharpening
Dear Diary,
Now that they read my diary once, I know they'll do it again. Instead of trying to teach them another lesson or tease them, I'm hiding it down my kimono. Fat chance they'll find it now. "Flatter than a katana with a mind in constant need of sharpening," Mugen said to Jin the other day. Ha ha.
So why is it I can't stop thinking about the stupid stinky vagrant! Dreaming things, wishing things. I'm not as stupid as he thinks, that's for sure. I don't fool myself into thinking he'll ever really amount to anything. We're not gonna get married and live happily ever after, running a little tea shop together with a little room in the back with a comfy double-mat and blanket I weave through with flower petals, waking in the morning in each others' arms just happy to be together.
I know he thinks I think that kind of thing all the time. If he knew the truth? He'd laugh. I don't just like life gentle and tender. With my father abandoning us and dealing with unruly customers' at my aunt and uncle's place? I've seen plenty. And I don't expect people to act contrary to their natures. So while it'd be nice to have my own little shop or something, when I think of Mugen, I think of him giving it to me nice and rough. Tossing me down on a dirt floor and claiming me for his own. Grunting in my ear and filling me up with the lust I'm sure I sometimes see for me in his eyes, when he thinks I'm not looking. "Fuck me, Mugen," I'll whisper, bold and lusty, just like that! I will. Just wait and see, Mugen. One of these days I'm going to--
Blushing hotly, eyes goggling, Jin slapped the little book closed and shoved it back into Mugen's hands. "I'm not reading another word. I don't know which one of you is worse. Her for writing this and knowing you'd find it, or you making me read it." He rose and headed out of their room…and directly for as cold a bath as he could find.
Mugen gave a plaintive whine. For the first time in his life, he wished he knew how to read.
Flatter Than a Katana with a Mind in Constant Need of Sharpening
Dear Diary,
Now that they read my diary once, I know they'll do it again. Instead of trying to teach them another lesson or tease them, I'm hiding it down my kimono. Fat chance they'll find it now. "Flatter than a katana with a mind in constant need of sharpening," Mugen said to Jin the other day. Ha ha.
So why is it I can't stop thinking about the stupid stinky vagrant! Dreaming things, wishing things. I'm not as stupid as he thinks, that's for sure. I don't fool myself into thinking he'll ever really amount to anything. We're not gonna get married and live happily ever after, running a little tea shop together with a little room in the back with a comfy double-mat and blanket I weave through with flower petals, waking in the morning in each others' arms just happy to be together.
I know he thinks I think that kind of thing all the time. If he knew the truth? He'd laugh. I don't just like life gentle and tender. With my father abandoning us and dealing with unruly customers' at my aunt and uncle's place? I've seen plenty. And I don't expect people to act contrary to their natures. So while it'd be nice to have my own little shop or something, when I think of Mugen, I think of him giving it to me nice and rough. Tossing me down on a dirt floor and claiming me for his own. Grunting in my ear and filling me up with the lust I'm sure I sometimes see for me in his eyes, when he thinks I'm not looking. "Fuck me, Mugen," I'll whisper, bold and lusty, just like that! I will. Just wait and see, Mugen. One of these days I'm going to--
Blushing hotly, eyes goggling, Jin slapped the little book closed and shoved it back into Mugen's hands. "I'm not reading another word. I don't know which one of you is worse. Her for writing this and knowing you'd find it, or you making me read it." He rose and headed out of their room…and directly for as cold a bath as he could find.
Mugen gave a plaintive whine. For the first time in his life, he wished he knew how to read.