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The Electra Complex	By : DeniPie Category: +S to Z > Samurai Champloo Views: 13152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Wow, its getting harder and harder to keep myself from
starting on the sequel to this fic. Its not even so much of a sequel as it is a
continuation and final completion of The Electra Complex, because I just don�t
think TEC is fully complete(even w its own ending) until the end of the sequel
which I�m really getting into and I think the fans of this fic will
possibly love the continuation more than TEC.

And u kno wut I found weird? I always have exactly 10
more reviews on adultfanction.net than I do on fanfiction.net. Like always
exactly 10. I just thought that was kinda bizarre. But I thank everybody for
reviewing and encourage ppl 2 do it more. I mean really, why would authors ever
submit their fics to fiction sites other than 2 get reviews? Cuz ya notice how
authors who get none, stop writing the story a lot of the times. I like
2 think its not so much us fishing for compliments, as it is we just gotta make
sure u guys r still reading this crap and paying attention and we�re not just
typing out our asses for no good reason.

Much luv

The Deni Pie

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T h e E l e c t r
a C o m p l e x

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In the pretend
world

We all are very awake

In the pretend world

We all look sterile and fake

In this atmosphere

We all could chatter for days

In the pretend world

We never admit our mistakes

But in the real world

Were hiding alone and ashamed

And we cant live while

Because were addicted to pain

You see I cannot feel this

No matter how you try

In the real world

We cant deny

In the pretend world

We gaze into empty eyes

We have to amuse ourselves

With adultery tales and white lies

But in the real world

Where fools tormented for sport

We just stitch up our mouths

So we cant admit or retort

You see I cannot say this

Please don't ask me why

In the real world

We cant deny

You see I cannot feel this

No matter how you try

In the real world

We cant deny

You see I cannot say this

Please don't ask me why

In the real world

We cant deny

In my pretend world

We all are very awake

In this atmosphere

We all look starstruck and vague

You see I never loved you

No matter how you tried

In the real world

There's no goodbye

�In a Pretend World�
� Scarling

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This was
it. Fuu�s breath caught in her throat, all the things she thought she would
feel when this time came were in a state of suspended animation. Inhaling
deeply she began to approach the man on the hill meditating besides a
traditional looking house. He was just as she remembered. Raven hair swept up
and tied back, shining like liquid ebony, fair skin covered in customary
samurai garb, powerful, broad shoulders melting into the strong arms that once
held her so closely. She moved closer until her shadow blocked the sunrays
cascading on his face. �K-Kasumi
Seizou?� Her voice came out hoarse and childish, making her clear her throat in
embarrassment.

The man opened his eyes revealing a
pair of majestically dark orbs looking up at her expectantly. �Yes?� He said
standing up, the very height of him looming over her as it did when she was a
child.

Fuu searched those onyx eyes,
scanning for any traces of recognition or remembrance. Her fingers curled into
angry fists when she found none. �You don�t even recognize me do you, you
creep!?� She hissed.

He seemed noticeably taken aback by
her sudden outburst, quickly regaining himself before addressing her. �I am
sorry, you must have me mistaken for someone else.�

�Its me!
Fuu! I�m not mistaken!� She lashed out, her fists clenching and unclenching
with the ever-increasing temptation to find a more violent outlet for her
anger.

Looking her over he appeared to be
patiently contemplating the best way to deal with her temper. �Gomen nasai, but
I do not know you.� He said.

�Don�t
say you don�t know me, you jerk, I�m your daughter!� She shouted back. �You
left me and my mother without even thinking of us! She�s dead now! Did you know
that? She�s dead and you never knew! You never cared to know!� She screamed,
tears coming into her eyes as she pummeled his chest.

Her attacks didn�t look like they
even fazed him. �You must have me mistaken for someone else.� He
repeated more firmly. �I do have a daughter, but she is only a little girl.�

�Stop saying
that!� She sobbed furiously. �Stop acting like you don�t know me!�

The door behind him opened but Fuu
couldn�t see over him to who it was. �Tou-san?� A little voice came from within
the doorway.

Fuu abruptly stopped pounding at
him, it wasn�t doing her any good either way. She sniffled and wiped her nose
with her bruised fist. �You started a new family?� Her voice was high from
screaming and crying. �My mother used to actually defend you to me when
I�d badmouth you.� She spat. �But I knew, I knew I was right about you all
along.�

The older man sighed, looking torn
between simply removing her from his land and calmly explaining himself once
more. �My condolences for your mother, and I am sorry I am not the man you are
searching for; but I am not your father. My apologies, but I must ask you to
leave, you are beginning to upset my family.�

Her eyes went wide at his casual
dismissal of her. Her heart felt like it had stopped beating in her chest when
he turned away from her and went to the doorway, stooping down to pick up what
looked like a small child. �I AM YOUR FAMILY!� She sobbed but it was as
if he didn�t hear her. �Don�t ignore me!� She shouted, moving up to him only to
bump into a wall of nothing. She made a surprised noise at what looked like an
invisible wall all around her. Her fingers slid up the un-seeable barrier,
settling on the image of her father with another young daughter in his arms.
�Don�t ignore me.� She wept.

�Who was
that, tou-san?� The little girl chirped, her back facing Fuu.

�It was
no one, little one. Now perhaps you would like to go to market with me?� He
suggested running his hand over his daughter�s up-kept hair.

The child gasped with delight,
eagerly fidgeting out of her father�s arms until he settled her gently on the
ground. �Can we go now?� She jumped with urgency.

It was then that Fuu got a good look
at the little girl as she turned to pull anxiously at her father�s hakama. Her
tears stopped and her mouth dropped in a startled gasp. It was her.

The man grabbed the girl�s hand,
tucking his affectionately in his own. �Calm down, Fuu. Your mother might want
to go as well.�

Fuu awoke in a pool of sweat,
bolting up, wheezing heavily and grasping her racing heart. She fought to quell her rapid pulse and heated
panting. Her tongue felt dry and heavy in her mouth and she gulped to regain
some moisture back to her throat. Slowly her nerves began to settle, her heart
faded back into its own beat. She took a deep breath, wanting to push the
horrible recent images out of her head.

�You
done?�

Her body jumped at the sudden break
from the night silence. She twisted to see an exhausted and irate Mugen sitting
right next to her. �What?� She puffed.

�Yelling,
rolling, moving in your sleep. Are you done? Just curious.� He jeered
sardonically, his eyes bloodshot from fatigue.

Her hand rose to wipe the sheen of
sweat from her brow. �Oh, sorry.� She apologized. Why was it so hot all of the
sudden?

She lay back down in the grass, eyes
on the open sky. The stars looked like they were panting from the heat too. The
ruffling sound of shifting grass echoed in her ear as Mugen resumed his own
spot on the ground. She tried to forget the dream and think of other things.
Jin had once again taken up sleeping accommodations elsewhere but agreed to
meet them in the morning. Fuu slid her hand under her neck, fishing out her
hair from underneath it and splaying it out on the floor so it couldn�t stick
to her so irritatingly. Parting her under robes a bit more, she hoped for a cooler
breeze to filter through soon. Glancing over at Mugen, she noticed he didn�t
seem bothered by the heat, or to notice it at all for that matter. Maybe it was
just her.

It was as though the further her pregnancy progressed the
more abnormal her behavior became. Now she was going through some sort of phase
where every nerve in her body appeared to be hyper sensitive to the opposite
sex. She wasn�t sure whether it was because she was growing quiet
self-conscious now that her stomach was ballooning out like crazy or because of
her odd shift in hormones. Whatever it was, over the last month she�d been
feeling rather�..flirty. The past few villages they�d gone through she�d been
very conscious of the abundant male populaces of them. They didn�t have to do much,
she would simply spy a man or boy she�d taken notice of and the telltale warmth
between her legs would automatically turn her into a blushing, giggling,
bubbling love idiot.

It�d gotten so blatant that even
Mugen had noticed and thoroughly railed at her for it. She�d once gotten
desperate enough to let her head accidentally slip onto Jin�s shoulder while
they were eating. And Mugen bluntly threatened to put her on a leash if she
didn�t knock it off. It was all very frustrating, more so because no one really
knew what was wrong with her or how to fix it. No woman ever mentioned this
state of hypersexual sensitivity that accompanied expecting a child. Maybe she
was the only one to go through this. Or perhaps it was all in her head and she
was going insane.

The same hand that hand parted her
robes ever so slightly was now tracing a little circle around her belly button.
Could she even have sex anymore? She�d never heard of women or girls in her
condition doing such things. Was it possible? Of course various pictures of
such came to mind and did nothing to help the growing tingle in her groin.
Somewhere down the line her fingers stopped drawing around her belly button and
began snaking lower seemingly of their own accord. Just as they reached the
place most yearning for touch she regained her head and jerked the mischievous
appendage away as if she�d been burned. No! She couldn�t do that now. Mugen was
right ther-

Mugen was right there. At the
mention of him her eyes glanced over at the dozing pirate. He lay on his side
facing away from her, his head resting on one arm and the other bent in front
of him. She wondered if he would��.No! Fuu yanked her head away, now trying to
focus on a random tree. Or anything else that wasn�t remotely arousing. There was
no way she was starting that again. She remembered how spiteful he had become
after they�d stopped sleeping together. She wasn�t sure she could go through
that all over again. All the hurtful jabs, the aggressive outbursts, the very
viciousness he was capable of. It wasn�t worth it.

It wasn�t worth it to get rid of the
insatiable need everything between her hips and knees was screaming at her. So
what if she could finally have something sink into her eager heat, have
something ram all her wantonness right out of her. Sure it would be positively
mind blowing right about now to have rough hands grabbing and snatching at her
willing body, to have a rock hard pelvis thrusting her into insanity. But it
wasn�t worth it. Not worth it one bit. And she would be an absolute moron to
think all that nonsense would be worth it.

Fortunately, it just so happened
that Fuu�s current condition had her in a very moronic kind of mood. Which was
why she decided it would be ok to get up and crawl over to him. Because it was her
hormones making her do this. Not her.

The grass tickled her knees through
her nightclothes as she made her way over to Mugen. Her body froze in
hesitation when he was near enough for her to touch. What was she supposed to
say?��.what was she thinking? Who in the world would ever have to
coerce Mugen into bed? Rolling her eyes at herself she raised a hand to
his shoulder but paused at another doubt. Looking down at herself the only
thing she could see of herself was her bulging torso. She squirmed unsurely,
what if men weren�t attracted to women when they were like this? She certainly
didn�t feel very appealing.

Of course Mugen had never been very
picky before. But it couldn�t hurt to help her cause a little, she thought,
opening her robe a bit more, carefully sliding one edge down her shoulder. With
new confidence in her feminine wiles she shook her head clear of her
insecurities and she leaned over him, placing one hand in front of him and one
at his back to keep her balance. Tucking a stray tassel of hair behind her ear
she reached down to whisper to him.

�What
the hell are you doing?�

Fuu
recoiled in shock as he grumbled at her, eyes still closed and everything about
him still looking quite asleep. Her jaw worked for some sort of answer that wouldn�t
have him mercilessly making fun of her. Unfortunately, there weren�t many.

When she didn�t respond he lazily
slid one eye open, raising an eyebrow at her suggestive clothing arrangement.
Was she doing what he thought she was doing? She definitely looked like
she was doing what he thought she was doing.

Before he could get the chance to
poke fun at her own lapse in judgment she glared at him, taking fistfuls of his
haori and yanking him on top of her.

Mugen let
himself be pulled before coming to hover above her, resting his weight on all
fours. Her robe had slipped down a bit more in their tussling and now revealed
more of her newly plump and ripened breasts. His lips twisted into the cocky
grin he knew she would personally decapitate her own left leg just to smack
off. �You know, I don�t think I�m really in the mood tonight.� He sniggered,
though it was probably hard to take his announcement seriously when his eyes
were practically stapled to her chest.

The kink in her jaw was finally
popped from falling open so suddenly when she gaped at him. He didn�t actually
think she was going to beg him, did he?
This was beyond unfair! He had the luxury of going to a bordello or
picking up the occasional floozy! Whereas she had to take what was available to
her because of her current state! Which he put her in! �You�re not serious.� She deadpanned.

�Like a
heart attack.� He replied with that same lascivious smirk.

She made a noise of disgust, placing
her hands on his chest and shoving him away from her. No amount of pleasure was
worth crawling in the dirt for. Especially not in front of him. �Forget it, I
changed my mind.� She spat, clambering out from under him. She didn�t get very
far before a familiar set of calloused fingers wrapped themselves around her
ankle and dragged her back under him

�Then
again,� he continued, grabbing her shoulder and pushing her onto her back, �you
did wake me up. I think its only fair that you help get me back to sleep.� He
leered huskily, quickly shrugging out of his haori and undershirt.

Well, it wasn�t exactly the
retracting statement she wanted to hear, but at least he didn�t expect her to
coax and plead him into intercourse. And she supposed she could compromise a
few of her morals. His hands tugged at the sash to her yukata, fingers slipping
between the folds and going straight for the nearest patch of skin. Suddenly it
was like her body finally let go of the breath she didn�t even know it had been
holding.

All at once his hands where
everywhere, covering everything, and she swooned at the sensations. He was
touching her like it was his last day alive, fingertips searing her sensitive
skin, grabbing, claiming, clutching until she couldn�t see straight anymore. It
was as if her skin was drinking in everything it was neglected. She cringed
when we went for her breasts, now too tender to handle so roughly. �Careful.�
She whimpered, covering his hands with her own, molding and moving them like a
puppet master to marionettes; showing him what she could take and what felt the
best. He seemed to catch on quickly and she sighed with the careful massage and
caresses, nodding her encouragement.

Mugen watched her face, her eyes
were closed but now he was sure it wasn�t because she was picturing Jin. He
almost tore her robes down to her hips, so eager to see more of her, to see
what he hadn�t in so long. He could actually feel the warmth radiating from
between her legs and lowered his hips to press against her. The positioning was
a bit awkward with her stomach but that hardly mattered. It was like being
picky about a lukewarm stew when you�d been starving for two weeks. �Think
they�ll stay this way?� He asked, his thumbs running over her stiffened
nipples.

Fuu gasped and arched her back into
him; perhaps this hypersensitivity had its perks after all. �I don�t know.� She
breathed. �I hope not if it means they�ll stay so sore.� He lowered his head to
her breast, letting his tongue trace her areola and she swore fireworks
exploded behind her eyes. Yes, this hypersensitivity definitely had its
perks. �Yessss..� She hissed, her arms coming up to hold him to her chest.

A low chuckle vibrated through his
throat as she gripped him. Taking her nipple into his mouth be began to suck at
her, his other hand moving to massage its neglected twin. He had wondered
whether or not she would ever make up with him. He�d told her he wasn�t going
anywhere before and that she would just have to deal with him. Unfortunately,
he didn�t know if �dealing� to her meant barely tolerating his presence for the
rest of her life or eventually calling a truce. He was glad it was the latter
of the two. They�d never had make up sex before, but he hoped it would become a
time-honored ritual after all their spats from now on. She appeared to participate
more in this kind of intercourse, then again it could be her weird pregnant
persona talking, either way, he still came out the winner.

Her legs opened wider for him,
trying to accommodate his larger frame. Her thighs tensed and shook with the
need to squeeze something between them. She wanted him to go lower, she wanted
him to touch her, but her voice refused to be a willing participant in the act
of annexing him from her breasts. She whimpered and mewled at this torture
tearing her apart, needing him in two places at once. �Mugen, now.� She cried, tugging at his pants.

A thin trickle of something
unrecognizable flowed into his mouth, making him pull away in surprise and a
little curiosity. His eyes inspected the soft, pale colored orb; his tongue darted
over his lips, attempting to find any traces of the strange fluid to examine.
Ignoring her pleas for the moment he gripped her breast a little more roughly
than she�d taught him.

�Ow!�
She squealed, batting at his forearm. �What�s the matter with you? That hurts!�

�What�s
that?� He queried at the odd substance seeping down her nipple.

�I don�t
know, maybe if you stopped strangling my breast for a second I could see.� She
gritted out slowly between her teeth.

Mugen let her chest go and sat up to
give her enough room. Fuu gave him a final contemptuous look before leaning up
on her elbows, her attention darting down where he was staring and sure enough
there was an odd opaque liquid sliding down her breast. Her brow furrowed in
confusion at the peculiar sight suddenly putting two and two together and
making a disgruntled face at the new discovery. �I hope that�s not what I think
it is.� She groaned.

Before she could wipe the offensive
substance away, Mugen�s hand darted out, swiping some of the liquid on his
index finger and promptly popping it into his mouth. �Kinda tastes like milk.�
He commented.

�Mugen,
that�s so gross!� She squawked, thoroughly disgusted.

�So
that�s what it is?� He inquired, reaching down for more when she slapped his
hand away.

�Yes,
you dummy!� She snapped. �I think that�s why they got bigger. I don�t have to
tell you how women feed babies, do I?� She asked, her face partially going
green with the thought.

Mugen snorted in amusement at her
discomfort. �Nah, I think I got the picture.� He drawled, licking at some of
the remaining liquid on his knuckle. �So you�re sort of like a human cow?�

Fuu punched his shoulder in outrage,
moving to get up and away from him but he refused to budge, gripping her thighs
on either side of him to keep her in place. �Then don�t touch me if you�re so
repulsed by this cow!� She growled, pushing at him to get off of her. �I can�t
help it if this stupid thing you did to me made me fat!� She sniffled.

Firmly pressing her back to the
ground he laughed at her, leaning back down to trail his tongue along the milky
substance covering her nipple. �I never said you were fat. I said you were like
a human cow.� He clarified against her chest. �And I�ve never had a problem
with cows.� He added more as an afterthought.

As much as Fuu wanted to berate him
for his cruel analogies, she couldn�t help but relax against his ministrations.
She squeaked when he began to suck at the coated nub again, �Quit it, that�s
gross.� She mumbled, finding it hard to sound firm when her muscles and brain
felt like mush.

Mugen let the over stimulated bud
go, ignoring her yelp at his reprimanding nip to the raw flesh. �You should get
used to it. Another month or two and you�ll be getting this a lot more.� He
advised, flicking the rosy pebble with his tongue.

�Don�t
talk about that now.� She murmured. She didn�t want to think about what she
would and wouldn�t be getting in another month or so. The not-so-distant future
didn�t seem that appealing to her so Fuu tried not to think that far ahead.
Besides, there were more concerning matters at hand. Lifting her hips she
pressed against him, feeling the familiar hardness pushing back into her. �No
more teasing.� She almost pleaded.

His fingers snaked down, fully
parting her robes and running his hands down her sides before going to the ties
to his pants. This would definitely take some inventive maneuvering. But the
pirate was nothing if not creative. He would probably have to control himself
more this time. She�d complained of soreness in her breasts so she may be sore
in other places as well. Plus he didn�t
want to jostle the kid inside there. Mugen abruptly stopped, his pant strings
falling from his hands. There was a kid inside there. �Ah shit.� He groaned,
falling back to sit on his heels.

Fuu blinked back the passionate
glaze fogging her eyes, rising to her elbows confusedly. �What?�

Snarling in agitation, he covered
his eyes as if in pain. �I can�t do it.�

Her eyebrows drew into a perplexed
little knot. �What�re you talking about? I�m already pregnant, Mugen. You can�t
make this same mistake twice.� She said looking up at him.

�I�m not
talking about that!� He uncovered his eyes and looked back down at her, his
voice thick with aggravation.

�Then
what?� She shot back.

�We
can�t do this with you knocked up!� He growled, standing up and beginning to
pace broodingly.

�What?!�
She got up and reclined on her knees, watching him go back and forth. �Why
not?�

�We
don�t know what that�ll do! How do we know I won�t go through its brain and its
born with a scrambled head?� He retorted coming to stand in front of her.

�I sure
hope it doesn�t get your outrageous ego.� She mocked.

�I�m not
joking, what if I hit a thing in there I�m not supposed to?� He balked.

�I don�t
care.� She replied a little to quickly

�I�m
serious, what if I poke out its eye or something?!� He hollered raising his
arms in exaggeration.

Fuu frowned and steadied herself
from pouncing on him right there. She so much as looked at Jin, and he yelled
at her. She had a conversation with another man, and he yelled at her. She even
discussed anything of the opposite sex within hearing range of him, and
he yelled at her. And now she was finally easing his childish jealousy and he
was having doubts? �Mugen, I don�t care if you poke out its eyes and
mine. You�re free to go off and have whatever girl you want! Me? I�m stuck here
and this is all I get! And I will rip you apart with my bare hands if you take
that away from me you selfish jerk!� She growled.

�So
guess I won�t have to worry about you being an overprotective mother,
will I?� He sneered.

�Oh,
you-y-Go to hell!� She spat, standing up and yanking her robes over her
shoulders as she stomped away from him onto the other side of the clearing.

She knew this had been a mistake! Rotten, lousy good for
nothing! Insulting her just because he was having cold feet! Grumbling curses under her breath, Fuu threw
herself down into the grass, a little harder than she meant to but she wasn�t
going to show him that. Why give the low life the satisfaction? She lay
on her side keeping her back to him, but she was sure the furious bulging of
tension in her shoulders kept her mood well televised. Moron, he was darn right
he wouldn�t have to worry about her being an overprotective mother! If he was
so concerned with her parenting abilities, or lack there of, then he
could just raise the little bundle of uterine destruction himself for
all she cared!

He could hear her muffled ranting from the other side of
the campsite and was tempted to shout back a few slanders of his own. Here he
was fighting off his own desires and wants for her well-being and she
had the nerve to get pissed off at him?! �Bitch.� He muttered grimly,
irritatedly crossing his arms.

�I heard
that!� She hollered.

�You
were supposed to!� He shouted back, their voices ringing throughout the forest,
sending a few flocks of birds flying from their nests.

When was the last time they�d had
sex, anyway? Not that he forgot. It was pretty hard to forget a seen like that.
It was a personal battle then and he didn�t tend to take many things
personally. After she dismissed him he was forced to watch her flaunt herself
in front of a competitor he wasn�t allowed to kill. He could only take it for
so long and seeing her finally attempt to take her relationship with Jin to a
more physical level snapped something inside him. He�d wanted to hit her, scare
the utter shit out of her; he�d wanted to beat her into submission until she
promised to never even look at anyone else. And he tried, no one could
say he didn�t try, and the only thing he got out of that was a valuable lesson.
What good did beating her under his thumb one day do if she was only going to
come back the next and try to kill him in his sleep? Sure it let him vent his
anger out but it never got the desired lasting result.

Now though, she was coming to him
like a normal girl would come to her lover. For the first time she wanted him
as a man and not as a temporary Jin stand-in. Mugen paused, his angry tirade
taking a not so aggressive turn. What the hell was wrong with him? Fuu was
offering him sex and he was turning it down. He snarled, wanting to tear his
hair out in frustration. But she was still fucking pregnant! He�d never heard
of pregnant women screwing around before! There had to be a reason for that!
Lashing out angrily he kicked through a nearby ant pile, sending innocent
little ant families careening into the air in a mild explosion of dirt. There
had to be a way around this! This was a fuck of truce! To turn this down would
be like refusing to sign a peace treaty. It may be ceasefire tonight but it�d
be all out war in the morning. Then who knew when he�d be able to get her into
bed again!

Who was she kidding? She wasn�t
going to sleep anytime soon. Fuu was far too angry and tense to go to sleep
now; plus in an effort to fake sleep she�d screwed her eyes shut so
tight it grew into a headache. It looked like she wouldn�t have to pretend to
be asleep much longer now that she could hear him walking over to her, the
grass crunching underneath his feet. She felt him kneel down behind her and she
scooted further away from him, keeping her eyes shut to his presence.

�Knock
it off. I�m trying to talk to you.� He said, reaching out to grab her shoulder
only for her to coldly shrug that same hand off and continue ignoring him.

He scowled at her before gruffly
snatching the back of her yukata and dragging her up as she squealed at the
invasion.

�Leave
me alone! Can�t you see I�m trying to sleep?� She had to turn her head to glare
at him, still refusing to face him.

�I can
help with that.� Mugen leered, his arms going around her to pull at her sash.

Fuu frowned and elbowed him. �I
don�t want to anymore, go away.�

�Sure
you do,� He objected �you�re just pissed off right now. But we�ve done pissed
off before.� He finally managed to pull her robes down her shoulders despite
her struggles.

Exhaling sharply, she allowed
herself to give in. She didn�t feel much like fighting anymore. �I thought you
didn�t want to do this while I was pregnant?� She mumbled sourly.

�I
didn�t say I didn�t want to. I said we couldn�t.� He corrected snaking his
fingers down her spine.

�So now
we all of the sudden can?� She inquired suspiciously.

�No, but
I�ve got a few ideas.� He jeered perversely, massaging her thigh.

A little unease worked into her
imagining his �ideas�, but at this point she would�ve been game for anything.
She couldn�t take this constant pulsing inside her much longer. She gasped as
she felt his tongue slide along the base of her neck. �Wha-what would those
be?� She stuttered, finding it hard to form coherent sentences when his touches
were so intent on making her stupid.

�Get up,
kneel on your knees.� He instructed, rising up with her.

Fuu nodded dumbly, feeling his chest
bump into her shoulder blades. One arm came to wrap around her, over her
breasts, the other continued moving down her back. She swallowed when he
caressed the insides of her thighs, occasionally trailing up to trace over her
cheeks. It seemed every time he came close to touching that dripping heat
between her legs he drew away, his thumb slinking up to draw circles around her
tailbone while his fingers played with the silky flesh found there.

Drawing her knees further apart, she
encouraged him to stop toying with her, eagerly pushing back to meet him when
he came close, and crying out in disappointment when he recoiled once more.
Twisting her head she pressed her flushed cheek against his chest, panting
helplessly and grasping at his legs behind her. She bit her lip in anticipation when his fingers traced the
backs of her knees, creeping up still. And suddenly he jerked up, plunging two
fingers into her at once. Fuu�s back arched to the point of breaking, her mouth
open in a silent �O�. �ah, Ah! Mugen!� She cried, his digits circling her walls
and thrusting into so harshly she bit her tongue. And she was beyond too
mindless to care.

A surge of male pride flooded in his
chest, and he grinned full of lust as the top of her head touched his chest
when she bowed backwards. This way he could easily see her face; watch its
endless expressions of fervor as he brought her off. Her muscles began to
twitch and clasp around his fingers, her body tensed and her face contorted into
a mask of mock-pain. He stiffened when her eyes shot open and met his, her
climax plowing through her like tidal wave.

He observed her carefully as she gave a few more shudders
and a little cry before falling lax and gasping in his arms. She whimpered when
he slowly slid his coated digits out, taking them into his mouth to suck them
off.

�That
was a definitely a good idea.� She panted for air; her head reclined on his
chest.

Mugen smirked; reaching down to wipe
more of the juices trailing down her thighs. Fuu wearily opened her eyes when
he brought the dripping fingers to her lips. She snorted, laughing weakly at
his never-ending quest for perversion. �You�re so gross.� She said, but suckled
at the offering nonetheless. She had never tasted herself on anyone before, it
was an odd tangy flavor, not good, but not bad either. Taking his cleaned
fingers from her mouth he brought her up firmer against him when she began to
slouch.

Fuu could feel the stiffness of him
bearing against her from behind. She wondered if it was painful for him, to do
this to her and not be able to satisfy himself in the process. Her hand idly
made patterns on his knees; fingertips moving slowly up his leg. She noticed
the further she went the more anxious he became, impatiently waiting for her
attention. The aftermath of orgasm still pumped through her veins, making her
lightheaded and unfathomably relaxed. Gently tracing up the middle of his pants
with her nails she heard his breath catch in his throat, his arms unconsciously
gripping her tighter. She felt him throb against her fingertips even through
his hakama.

An almost painful grunt tore through
him when she finally cupped him through his clothes. He had only just begun to
thrust with her ministrations when she suddenly stopped, dragging a noise of
protest from him before she turned to face him. He watched her hands move down
to the ties to his pants, carefully undoing the strings without tangling them.
The ties fell apart evenly and he lifted his hips to let her tug his hakama
down to his knees.

She tucked herself under his chin,
not yet brave enough to look at him while she did this. Dragging her deft
fingers down his torso she gripped him gently, marveling at the peculiar
texture. It was like iron wrapped in velvet. He was clutching her hips now,
chafed nails digging into her skin. Fuu steeled her nerve and began to move,
trying to experiment between speed and grip. �Mugen,� She whispered
self-consciously, �I don�t know how.�

Apparently she had no idea how hard it
was to bring comprehensive thought to his brain when she still had her fingers
wrapped around his cock. �What?� He mumbled, his mind begging her to forget
conversation and continue.

�I don�t
know how to do this.� Fuu confessed. �I never did it before.�

His eyes opened to glance down at
the top of her head. He was sure she hadn�t been a virgin when he took her
first, but evidently she hadn�t done all that much either. A cocky grin turned
his lips at the thought that he was a better lover than her first. Closing his
hand around hers he began to show her the rhythm he liked and just how to grasp
him.

�Like
this?� She asked catching on to the motions.

Mugen hissed through his teeth and
nodded. �Keep going.� He groaned.

Fuu obeyed and slid her hand up his
shaft, circling her thumb over the head, spreading the moisture found there
over the tip. Listening to his breath she noticed how it became a little less
controlled when she gradually tightened her grip as she tapered up. His hips
started to move with her and his fingers dug painfully into her skin.

�Faster.�
He panted, his eyes clenching shut.

She increased her pace hearing him
grunt and gasp with every gentle tug. His arms went around her and squeezed
uncomfortably, his chin grinding sorely against the top of her head. Her ribs
were beginning to hurt with the pressure when he suddenly went rigid, his
breathing stilling in his lungs with an unrecognizable wetness splashing onto
her stomach and under her chest.

Fuu was stunned by the new occurrence,
her fingers going down to examine the goo seeping down her front. Bringing to
her face it looked a lot like the moisture Mugen had pulled from her, only more
cloudy and opaque. His rapid panting blew at her hair and she could feel his
heart trying to slow down in her ear.

�We
should clean up before tomorrow.� She reminded.

He nodded against her head, still
unable to speak quite yet.

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At last
they were getting closer to Nagasaki. Apparently there were still some decent
people out there willing to gift them with an accurate map. Fuu was also
nearing her due date and it was growing more apparent. Her belly was now
abnormally swollen and it was becoming harder for her to travel long distances
at a time. A small sense of dread began to work its way into her heart the
nearer they came to their destination and she wasn�t sure what to do about it.

�Lets stop, I want to rest.� Fuu announced, trying to sit
down without tumbling over.

�You�re kidding.� Mugen turned to look at her but she�d
already managed to plop down into the grass.

�My feet hurt and I want to stop.� She declared as a
matter-of-factly.

�We just stopped an hour ago!�

�And we�re doing it again!� Fuu snapped back.

Mugen
growled irritatedly at her. �We�re about a mile from a good river. Get up, and
we�ll stop when we get there. At least there we can get some water and catch
something to eat.�

�Why can�t we take a break there too?�

�Because then it will take us longer to get back on the
road.� He gritted.

�I�m not moving, Mugen. I can�t get up and sit down at the
drop of a hat anymore, ya know.� She replied coolly.

�We know we are on the right track to Nagasaki. A little
extra time getting there will not matter now.� Jin intervened.

�You sure like to take her side a lot.� Mugen spat
suspiciously.

�If you want to go so bad then go!� Fuu started. �Go get
your water and your fish and I�ll meet you up there.�

�So you can bitch at me for leaving you here when you get
there?�

�If that�s how you want to be I won�t even want to talk
to you later!� She glowered up at him.

�Whatever. You coming or not?� He asked harshly, looking
over his shoulder at Jin.

�I will stay. Someone should keep watch over her condition.�
He said glancing at Mugen condescendingly.

�Fucking liar, you�re just saying that because you can�t
fish.� He jeered, pivoting on his heel and continuing on without them.

Fuu stuck
her tongue out behind him, watching him go on alone. Of course he didn�t get
very far before he spat a few choice curses and abruptly turned around. She
glared at him, ready to throw an insult or two when he stomped over to her. As
it happened, she didn�t get the chance before he grabbed her elbow and yanked
her up, his other arm bending behind her knees as he hauled her up against him.

�You�re such a pain in the ass.� He grumbled, carrying her
along the road.

She kept
quiet, choosing not to say anything and enjoy the ride the best she could. Jin
was silent with the rest of them and calmly followed all the way to the river,
the only sound being Mugen�s under breath ranting.

It wasn�t
her fault she couldn�t travel as well as she used to. She didn�t know why he
had to constantly hold it over her head. As soon as this thing was out of her
she would be fine, it was only a little while longer, he didn�t have to make
such a big deal out of it. Then again, that was simply how he was. It was
Mugen�s way or no way. He hated being told what to do and he hated being kept
from doing what he wanted to do. He was like a little child, so
ready so solve anything and everything with a weapon and a fist. It didn�t make
for a very good friend or anyone to have a normal relationship with, should she
ever want one that is, but it did make for a good protector. She basically had
to worry about everything but someone hurting her, well, excluding
himself of course. Being by the side of an intellectual person would mean
happiness, good conversation, and affection, but being by the side of a strong
person meant safety and survival. Too bad at the moment she didn�t really have
a choice on whose side she wanted to stand by.

It didn�t
take that long to get to the river as he said. A half hour, maybe an hour, and
they arrived at a wide river stretching on for miles. Trees lined the plains
around it and she would never say it aloud but it was a much better
resting spot. She was glad he didn�t simply drop her on the ground like she�d
expected, he at least had the decency to drop her legs first and give her a
running chance at landing on her feet.
Fuu wobbled a bit before regaining her balance. She looked around for
comfortable camp space, spying a remote spot not that far from the river itself
and strolled over to the nearest tree to sit in the shade.

�I will make the fire.� Jin commented coolly.

Mugen
chuckled low in his throat at that. �I bet you will.� He taunted, walking down
alongside the river, ferreting out the best fishing spot.

The samurai
tossed him a scathing look, going off to collect kindling for the campfire.

Fuu kicked
off her sandals, reclining against the tree and watching the men work. She
winced, her hands going to her stomach as the pangs started up again. It felt
like a million tiny fists and legs were using her womb as a sparring dummy. Not
only that but her back had begun to ache as of late as well.

�It is moving again?�

She
glimpsed up at the voice, nodding to Jin as the let the small bundle of twigs
and small branches down to the ground. �Do you want some help?� She asked,
crawling over to the little woodpile.

Jin gave a
negative, already arranging the limps appropriately, stuffing a few leaves in
the middle.

Fuu
understood. Royally sticking it too Mugen wouldn�t feel as good if she had to
help him do it. �Maybe I can get some more leaves?� She offered, she understood
his need to not let the pirate get the last word but she hated feeling so
useless.

�No.� He replied patiently.

Sighing
disappointedly, she accepted his answer and shifted into a more comfortable
sitting position. She watched his skilled fingers expertly begin starting the
fire, wood twisting against wood, friction heating between them. �You know, its
not that big of a deal that you can�t catch a fish.� She began.

�What are you going to do after you find the Sunflower
Samurai?� Jin questioned, still concentrating on the task at hand.

Her brow
furrowed at the abrupt change in topic, silent for moment to re-gather her
thoughts. �What?�

�What do you plan to do after you�ve found your Sunflower
Samurai?� He repeated.

�Oh, I heard you. I was just surprised.� She said, pondering
over his question for a minute. �I don�t know. I never gave it that much
thought.� She confessed.

�Do you plan to stay with Mugen?� He inquired.

�Forever?!� Fuu squawked incredulously.

�You do not mean to stay with him then?� It was odd how he
could sound like he was talking to you yet still look so concentrated on his
work.

�I don�t know. Forever is a really long time. I�d never planned
to stay with him at all.� She admitted.

�I take it these past events have not gone according to your
plan.�

Fuu propped
her chin up on her palm, exhaling in depression. �No. I don�t know how all this
happened. Well, I do know how it happened�� She blushed
embarrassedly. �I don�t know. I guess I�m still waiting to wake up and for this
all to be some sort of weird dream. Like I�m going to get up one morning and
everything will be like it used to, and we�ll all go back to normal.�

�Then what would you like to do?� He asked, blowing at the
little spark slowly incinerating one of the leaves under the timber.

�I want to get the life I should be living back.� She
muttered bitterly.

Jin paused
his preparation of the fire and spared her an expectant glance over his
glasses.

�I was supposed to be married into a respectable family,
with an honorable husband and a beautiful house. But when they found out that
my father left they broke off the betrothal.� She explained, remembering how
the color had drained from her mother�s face when they refused her.

�I suppose your mother would not have approved of Mugen.� He
remarked, fanning the flames when the dimmed the littlest of bits.

�Whose mother would?� She countered. �But that�s not really
what its about. My father took something from my family. If he had been a man
instead of a little coward I could have had a totally different life. A better
one. We probably could have afforded my mother�s medicine and she would still
be alive to visit me and maybe see her grandchildren someday. He stole that
from me, from us, and I don�t think I�ll ever be satisfied until I take that
back.� She bit out vehemently.

�If you know what you must do then why are you even trying
to find him?�

Fuu looked
a little surprised by the question, as though she�d never actually given thought
to why it was she was trying to find this man that abandoned her. �I-I
have to. I need to. I need to see what is it that he left us for. I need to see
what was so much better than us.� Her voice had gone soft, the light in her
eyes dimming at the thought of coming face to face with what it was he had
abandoned his family over. �There were rumors, rumors that there had been
another woman�.� She professed sadly. Fuu didn�t know what she would do if they
were true. She didn�t know if she could see such a disgrace on her mother�s
grave and not do anything about it.

The fire was now growing and no longer needed his
assistance, but he observed it carefully as it ate away at the rest of the
leaves and some of the twigs. �Where does the child inside you and Mugen fit
into this plan of yours?�

�Why are you asking all this?� Fuu questioned, not liking
the �on trial� feel the conversation was taking.

�If my questions are out of line, I apologize.� He replied.

She sighed,
leaning further on her knees. �No, gomen ne, they�re not out line. I guess I
don�t have the answers to them is all.�

Jin nodded
and spoke no more, instead tossing a few more twigs onto the growing
flames.

Tracing her
toe idly around in the grass she felt a little guilty for snapping at him like
she did. He was simply asking her for answers she didn�t have and making her
look at herself when she was starting to not like what she saw. She did
know where Mugen and this child fit into this plan of hers. They didn�t. This
whole time she�d been trying to stick to the same agenda as if nothing had
changed because she hadn�t a clue what to do if it did. �I�m going to go get
some water, I know Mugen will forget.� She announced, getting to her feet and
traipsing towards the river.

The fire
was now of decent size and the flames danced and flickered before him. He
waited until he was sure she had gone out of sight. �Eavesdropping is not a
desirable personality trait.� He commented.

�Neither is talking so damn loud the whole forest could hear
you.� Mugen bit back, stepping out from the woods behind the tree Fuu had been
leaning against. He tossed a string of fish at the samurai, the catch landing
next to the fire beside him. Cracking a kink out of his shoulder he lazily
threw himself down in the spot Fuu�d recently vacated.

Picking up the line, Jin began to
remove the newly made lunch. �I suppose you�ve forgotten the water.�

�Go to hell.�

�We need a branch to hang this over the fire.� He declared,
finishing off the rest of the fish and rising up as Fuu was coming back.

She watched
him pass her without a word, giving him an odd look before coming back to sit
across from the fire. Her tanto knife lay naked, tucked into her obi, while she
held what look like the sheath full of water. �Where�s Jin going?� She
inquired, sipping at her makeshift cup.

Mugen
shrugged, crossing his arms lazily behind his head and leaning back against the
tree. �How should I know?�

�Want a sip?� Fuu offered, handing over the sheath.

He took it,
glimpsing at the sloshing contents inside before taking a swig. Handing it back to her, he wiped away a
trickle sliding down his chin.

�Good catch.� She remarked, counting out the various sizes
of fish.

His eyes
went to her as she separated the meals. It was amazing how different she could
be with Jin and seemingly turn into another person when she was around him. It
made him wonder who she was telling lies to and who was getting the truths.
He�d never known she�d been engaged before. And of course she�d never actually planned
to stay with him, but that didn�t mean she wasn�t going to. In his eyes she
really didn�t have much of a choice and he wasn�t about to give her one.

�I think we might reach Nagasaki tomorrow.� She started,
tracing a finger in the dirt beneath her.

�So?�

�I don�t know. We�ve spent all this time around each other
and now that it�s coming to an end its like it all went by so fast.� She
observed, and it did. Now that the end was within her grasp she wasn�t so sure
she was ready for it or had prepared herself enough.

�You�re getting pretty big too.� He pointed out, his
attention flickering to her stomach.

Fuu glared
and threw a fish at his head, but he only dodged it, letting it smack and slide
down the tree behind him. �Why do you have to ruin everything by opening your
stupid mouth?�

�Think you�re due soon?� He asked scanning her irritated
form over.

�I don�t know. I don�t care. Stop being mean.�

Mugen
glanced over Fuu�s head, spying Jin coming back with a few small braches thrown
over his shoulder. He snorted and relaxed his eyes shut, he�d gotten the food,
they could get off their lazy asses and do the rest.

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After much
coercing on Fuu�s part they all finally agreed to spend the rest of the night
near the river. Their bellies were full and it made sleep come that much easier
to them. Perhaps not everyone in that case. Fuu replayed the conversation she
had with Jin over and over in her head. She wanted to block it out but his
words kept repeating in her mind. Finally admitting to herself that sleep
wasn�t much of an option she decided on walking down the river to collect her
thoughts.

Quietly
sneaking away in the night she breathed a sigh of relief when neither of her
companions noticed her departure. The stars glittered above her head as she
watched them. Even though they were nothing but bright specks in the sky to
her, it was she who felt small when gazing at the blackness of it. She wished
she could be free like them. Be free without all these burdens on her heart.

Her hands
worked in an odd way over her stomach. What would her father think when he saw
her this way? What would he say? Why did she even care? She spent all this time
working towards this, gone through so much; she wasn�t going to throw it all
away for a little thing like this.

Of course,
it wasn�t so little now. Jin had never told her what he really thought of the
whole situation. She was curious if he knew how big a part he played in it all.
But it wasn�t his fault. You can�t simply point to someone and choose to love
them, it doesn�t work that way. She kept reminiscing over all the events that
led her here, picking them apart, trying to see where it was she messed up,
where it was she could have chosen to do different. It could have been when
she�d gone after Jin when he left to rescue his brothel woman, it could have
been when she snuck out that one night to clear her head, much like she was
doing tonight, it could have been when she�d thrown herself at Mugen for the
first time. At this point it all mixed and jumbled together in one big hoop and
she couldn�t tell where one mistake started and another ended.

�What�re you doing now?� Came an annoyed and fatigued voice
behind her.

Fuu looked
over her shoulder seeing a shirtless Mugen trudging tiredly towards her. �Hm?
Nothing. Couldn�t sleep.�

�So you decided the rest of us weren�t going to get any
either?� He drawled, rubbing the exhaustion from his eyes.

�Jin�s not awake, so I guess its only you.�

The water
sparkled in the moonlight, through the clarity of it she could see fish and
tadpoles and other little water creates swimming about. The night was cooler
than it was last time and the soft breeze felt good on her neck. Mugen stood
beside her, yawning and scratching his back. She didn�t know whether he was
trying to wake up or go back to sleep.

�C�mon, you can �not sleep� tomorrow.� He said, wrapping his
hand around her wrist to drag her back to camp.

She gave a
little tug of resistance when he began to pull at her. �Wait, not yet. Lets
stay out here a little longer.� She objected, observing the fish as they chased
the tadpoles and hopped for the water skippers above. She heard him give an
aggravated groan but he did let go of her wrist.

They stood
there in silence for a little while, one enjoying the night atmosphere and the
other preparing to haul the first over his shoulder and lug her back to sleep.

Fuu studied
him out of the corner of her eye. He was tired and obviously a little
disgruntled by her unannounced absence. She noticed his hair was a shade of
black that was a little lighter than Jin�s, probably slightly bleached from the
sun, and his skin seemed a deeper bronze in the dark. His rough hand rose to
scratch at his unshaven jaw, oblivious to her examination. No, he wasn�t a
handsome man by conventional standards. His skin too dark, his hair too coarse,
and his features much too harsh. She
supposed a Ryukyu-jin woman would perhaps find him attractive but Fuu was not
raised to find such physical characteristics striking.

Then again,
Mugen was not built for aesthetics. He was made to fight, survive, and win. He
was definitely a man made by nature, a survivor. It was true, the strong did
survive and that was more than likely why he was still alive after so many
fallouts and brawls. And that kind of power could be appealing to some women.

�Mugen, are you worried?� She asked, feeling along her firm
stomach.

� �bout what?� He slurred sleepily.

�About when this is born.�

Mugen
looked at her in mid yawn but she was staring at her protruding abdomen with a
little sadness and fear. �Why should I be?�

Fuu
shrugged, her fingers drawing little patters on her kimono-covered skin. �I
don�t know. I�ve never done this before and sometimes I don�t think I can.� She
murmured.

�I already told you-�

�Mugen, that and giving birth are two totally
different things!�

He rolled
his eyes and rubbed the back of his neck. �Women have been popping out kids for
centuries. Its what they�re here for. You can do it too.�

Her arms
anxiously went around her stomach. �And what if I can�t?� She asked, looking up
at him with wet eyes. �What do we do then?�

What could
he say to that? This wasn�t some assassin or threat he could promise to protect
her from. She was staring up at him begging for him to tell her he�d keep her
safe. She was asking him what would they do. And he didn�t even know what he
would do. Defeat was not something he took lightly, yet this unborn infant was
the threatening to beat him and take away everything he�d worked so fucking
hard to acquire. And he didn�t know if he could take that.

Reaching
down, he bent his arm under her knees and lifted her up to carry her back to
camp. �Stop asking stupid questions.�

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So how was that? I though I would tell u that the next
chapter is the end of TEC. Hopefully I�ll be able to get out the sequel soon
enough.

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