Triangular Love

Perhaps this is overused? Erm, I don't care. No sexual intentions yet. I just want started working on this.






>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>MUGEN, FUU, JIN

“Listen up bitch, the only reason why we’re here is because we lost a bet, but we can leave your pathetic little ass behind any time,” snapped an irritated Mugen. Once again, Fuu had opened her mouth in complaint, and Mugen had finally had enough of it. In fact, he just felt like wringing her fragile little neck with his own hands. All she ever did was complain about their services, when she was lucky enough to even have them by her side in the first place. Jin felt the same, but being a character with ethic and morals, he said nothing.
Fuu looked up at Mugen, her eyes were wide and filled with anger. She was hurt, and her heart felt like it had been struck by an arrow. She clenched her delicate hands into fists and turned around, so her back faced him. She kept her mouth shut and soon her feet carried her away.
A confused Mugen looked over to Jin, who had been quietly standing under the shade of a fruit tree. Mugen soon fixed his gaze back on Fuu who had walked further away from them this time. He scratched the back of his head and smirked, “Well, good ridden...,” her murmured.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>FUU

Fuu noticed that the great sun was setting. She sighed softly and squinted her eyes as she stared off into the distance. The dirt path she was on seemed like it would be traveled on forever with no destination. Her surroundings were the trees and grass that had been naturally growing for years. Her companions were no longer Mugen and Jin, now it had just been Momo. The squirrel usually hid in Fuu’s kimono for the day and only came out on occasion.
How lonely it seemed. Now she regretted ever walking away from the two, especially because she longed for them to be by her side... longed for Mugen to be by her side. The only reason she’d felt so hurt was because of the cruel remark that came from Mugen. Well, of course, Mugen had one of the dirtiest mouths ever, and of course, he was one of the dirtiest men ever. But the instant he had said that cruel remark earlier in the day, Fuu could feel her nose sting which indicated that tears would begin to well up.
Fuu did not want to always seem like the cry baby. After all, it always ticked Mugen off. She could tell it irritated Jin too, even if he hardly spoke a complaint about her. She didn’t like ticking them off because she feared that they would just leave her. So, that is why she took immediate action and left them. Right now, she believed that both men were enjoying themselves without her, relieved that a whiny brat like her was finally out of their way. All the negativity that welled up in her mind caused tears to slide down her delicate cheeks.
The night had finally set in, and Fuu still found herself walking down what seemed like the infinite dirt path. She was tired and her legs as of the moment, felt frail. She was highly grief stricken and she looked horrible. The earlier crying left dried streaks down her cheek and dried snot placed itself on the outer part of her nostrils. She felt pathetic, dirty and weak, and she believed that she would not be able to carry on for the night.
Fuu stopped her tracks and looked around. She could not see a thing because darkness shrouded everything. The once visible line of trees and grass disappeared and the cheery day sky was gone. The stars weren’t even out to help her find a safe destination. So, she’d try her best. She began to walk to the side and had luckily made her way to a tree. She knew it was a tree because she’d clumsily bumped into it while walking aimlessly. Fuu placed herself under that tree and leaned against it’s strong trunk. She hugged her knees to her chest and rested her head down. She closed her eyes and all relief washed over her. Though it was dark, she for some reason, felt no fear. She felt as if someone was watching her, not in a creepy way, but in a protective way. For the night, she knew she could rest safe.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>JIN
Like the careless asshole Mugen was, he happily left Jin and walked the opposite way of Fuu. Mugen had told Jin that he’d be back to slay him after he’d found a good meal and some good women to go with the meal. That was like Mugen, to think of himself instead of others. He was egotistical and obnoxious to Jin when it came to a lot of things.
Jin had merely nodded his head in reply, he knew that even if he left his current area, Mugen would be back for him and he would be ready. He’d figured it’d be wise for him to find his own salvation as well. So, he left the fruit tree and headed down the path Fuu had been walking, except he took his pace slow.
He could tell how hurt Fuu had been and he felt terrible for the girl. Mugen had always been abusing her with cruel words and putting her down. The girl was too innocent to be hearing such things. It was not right in Jin’s thoughts, but he never did anything to step out between them and stop the verbal abuse. He felt like it was not his place. But nonetheless, he still felt awful for Fuu even if he thought she was a bit irking at times as well.
Instead of abandoning the girl like Mugen had though, he decided to walk to wherever Fuu was headed, just to keep her out of any trouble. The day still seemed young and he knew that her destination was very far from where they had left off. The village she was headed to was an isolated area and hardly visited due to the painfully long dirt path that lead to it. By the pace he was going, as well as Fuu’s, even if she was ahead, it would take them at least another day to get there.
On Fuu’s way to the village, there had been a number of death traps for her. Spineless hooligans hid themselves in the trees and drooled over the young girl as she walked passed. But as they were about to pounce, skilled Jin, as if lightening quick, struck them dead. Also, if Jin hadn’t been there, a group of ninja would have had her head.
Ever since the start of their journey, Jin felt as if it was a duty now to protect the girl. He was also getting very confused with how he felt for her. At first, he saw nothing in her but a spineless coward who hid behind him and Mugen. But as the journey progressed he saw more, a courage that he had never seen before in a female and he noticed compassion burning in her eyes every time she would nurse both him and Mugen from their wounds.
To him, Fuu was not just a mere girl, she was a woman with unbelievable strength and will. She was at least five years younger than he, and she did not fully develop into her “true” image yet, as Mugen says, but he has found beauty in that. The only thing that is stopping him from making a move on Fuu was the lingering feeling that he had when he was with Shino, the beautiful maiden he had saved from the whore house. He’d fallen in love with her so instantly, so passionately that though they were separated, the vision of her face would pop up randomly even when he fights. Shino represented a part of strength.
Jin noticed that Fuu had stopped and rested by a tree. He too decided to rest distance away from her. He would sense any danger that would occur, so he felt fine staying away. He sat himself down in a thick patch of grass and crossed his legs and arms. He tilted his head down and closed his eyes, soon falling asleep.
>>>>>>>>>>>>MUGEN

“Hahaha! Keep um’ coming girls!” Mugen yelled happily. He sat in the local village inn and was being served at his every whim by the young female workers. Tonight he was able to feast. Fortunate for him, he was the one to hold all of their cash they had made through the past few days. As usual, he didn’t care and decided to spend it all on himself.
“Oh my, master Mugen.... you’re so... mmm,” said a young vixen that sat beside the wild fighter. Her kimono was pulled down a little bit pass her shoulders and revealed an intense amount of cleavage. This woman had on thick make up, which seemed skillfully done. Her dark hair that was put up into a messy bun, matched her porcelain-like complexion. She smiled mischievously as she leaned over to Mugen. Her hands were soon placed on his laps and her skillful fingers began tracing the outline of his crotch.
Mugen dropped the grilled squid that he had been happily chewing on just a moment ago and sat stiff. A few moments after he turned his head to look the woman in the eyes. His eyes pierced, angrily through her light brown eyes. He scowled, “You damn whore, don’t bother me while I’m eating.” He growled, and grabbed the woman by the wrist. He flung her hand away and continued eating. Food would come before women any time, no matter how sexy they may have seemed.