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[10 March 2006] [Samurai Champloo] [The Random Skin We're All In]
Title: The Random Skin We're All In
Day/Theme: March 10: Praising a forehead called the moon
Series: Samurai Champloo
Character/Pairing: Fuu X Mugen X Jin
Rating: R, might push NC-17 limits but I'm writing this quickly so I might not have the correct details for the latter rating.
That night they were able to afford a room. That's right: one room at the inn in the village they were passing through. They were lucky to have even a roof over their heads- Mugen lost about a third of their money on gambling with a random street hustler. Able to bargain out a discount for both the room and for dinner that night, they quickly ate their fill of supper and conversed minimally. Something was swimming in each of their heads tonight, and it wasn't the gambling fiasco. Something was definitely amiss.
The first one to notice was Jin. The first one to mention it was Fuu. "I feel sort of funny right now. Is it the food we just ate?" Jin shook his head lightly when Fuu looked at him. She look towards Mugen. He gave an annoyed glance in response. As always, he was more physical and less mental, so indeed he'd be the last one to even think about this sort of thing. "Don't be stupid. We're all just tired, let's just sleep it off."
Jin shrugged. "I'm not sure about that. It's not even about food but something's been on my mind ever since we left the last town. Maybe it's the weather or something." The other two stayed silent, Fuu wondering with wide eyes and Mugen ignoring what was just said. "Let's just all go to sleep."
When they walked into the room, the brevity of that night's situation settled into their minds in a quite subtle and uncomfortable way. All at once they noticed. "There's only one futon..."
Fuu finished off the sentence. "And it's wedding night couple sized. Did they think we were married?!" She exhaled with a puff of breath, not sounding quite exasperated with the error. After all, with a further assessment of the space they would stay in, there was an excellent balcony to go onto with a view of the moon in its full glory that night. The moonlight would shine on their futon, whoever would...
"Sleep there." Mugen mumbled. His companions looked at him weirdly. A bit louder, Mugen repeated what he was saying. "I want to sleep there. So, there's three of us and one giant futon..."
Jin folded his arms and considered the situation for a minute or two. "I propose that we have a game of rock, paper, scissors to decide this." They played this game over and over again, only to always get the same results each time. What were the chances of it all?
"This game is tiring!" exclaimed Fuu. "I think we should just sleep on the mat altogether. I don't mind, and if you guys do, I'll sleep in between the two of you so you two don't have to fear any weird things going on in the night between you two in the mat." So it came to be agreed upon, strangely enough. There was still that unsettling feeling within all of them but somehow deciding to sleep together calmed down their thoughts.
They positioned the mat quite closer to the balcony. It was summer and the night time was not as cool as it would be. The mat would become unbearable to sleep in with three people close together. The men decided to undress first with Fuu looking at the moon to pass the minutes they took to prepare for bed. While she looked to the giant rock in the sky, she thought crazy things that made her tremble. Oh to be with them like this! Often she wouldn't even venture to touch their hands without a situation of chaos coming into play. Silently, she hoped for more than just a brush with their skin tonight, but having a hope for a future with either of those two was like asking the moon to stay full all the time. So, she contented herself with talking to the moon about herself and the future, in a tone that was less loving and more realistic.
Mugen and Jin took their time getting undressed, trying not to become unsettled while each stole glances at each other and at Fuu's back turned to them. They faced their walls and stared at their feet when it was Fuu's turn to get her travelling clothes off and herself into some suited for sleeping, provided by the inn.
When Fuu made her sound to signal her readiness for bed, they headed wordlessly towards the futon mat. Fuu got in first, as she would be in the middle as discussed. The men fell into their places. "Good night." They all said it simultaneously. This night was getting weirder.
All three closed their eyes, Mugen facing the balcony, Jin turned away from it; and Fuu staring at the ceiling, only glancing at the way the moon seemed to shine on their thin blanket. Wistfully, all thought something to happen to each other. Not knowing who would want to initiate such an action on the other- it seemed a rather bold thought. Another thing was that-
would it be fair to touch one and not the other all at once?
Jin thought, I want someone to touch me.
Mugen thought, I want someone to hug me.
Fuu thought, I want someone to kiss me.
I want someone to love me, all three hoped.
Then, suddenly, the moon was covered by clouds in the sky and the room grew pitch dark. In that moment of sudden darkness, all three made a decision. It was if the moon answered their desires and provided them with the courage to act. As soon as they had all acted, the light came back and they were able to see.
Having turned to one another, certain parts were more accessible. Fuu found herself slightly exposed around the shoulders with fingers on the spot where the opening revealed her chest just enough to see a 'v'- Mugen's. Her face was turned and her lips barely touched Jin's, who also had his hands on her kimono but at the sleeve of her left hand. Her remaining hand had chosen to grab onto Mugen's hair. Mugen's other hand landed on Jin's leg.
It felt like one confusing mix-up that all three of them became confused and embarassed about in the end. But, for that night, since they already started they might as well have come to end it the way they wanted it to.
With the love of one another.
NOTE: I didn't finish the series yet so I apologize for any inconsistencies...I tried to limit specific details about the characters because in a way, I would like this scene to be imagined more with them as how the fan feels they should be...I hope you enjoy it! I have also decided to write a fic with this series in mind because there was someone else who ventured into this territory before I did...and I had thought their story was sexy and kick-arse. So, since I forgot who you are- I won't mention your name- this is more or less for you.
Day/Theme: March 10: Praising a forehead called the moon
Series: Samurai Champloo
Character/Pairing: Fuu X Mugen X Jin
Rating: R, might push NC-17 limits but I'm writing this quickly so I might not have the correct details for the latter rating.
That night they were able to afford a room. That's right: one room at the inn in the village they were passing through. They were lucky to have even a roof over their heads- Mugen lost about a third of their money on gambling with a random street hustler. Able to bargain out a discount for both the room and for dinner that night, they quickly ate their fill of supper and conversed minimally. Something was swimming in each of their heads tonight, and it wasn't the gambling fiasco. Something was definitely amiss.
The first one to notice was Jin. The first one to mention it was Fuu. "I feel sort of funny right now. Is it the food we just ate?" Jin shook his head lightly when Fuu looked at him. She look towards Mugen. He gave an annoyed glance in response. As always, he was more physical and less mental, so indeed he'd be the last one to even think about this sort of thing. "Don't be stupid. We're all just tired, let's just sleep it off."
Jin shrugged. "I'm not sure about that. It's not even about food but something's been on my mind ever since we left the last town. Maybe it's the weather or something." The other two stayed silent, Fuu wondering with wide eyes and Mugen ignoring what was just said. "Let's just all go to sleep."
When they walked into the room, the brevity of that night's situation settled into their minds in a quite subtle and uncomfortable way. All at once they noticed. "There's only one futon..."
Fuu finished off the sentence. "And it's wedding night couple sized. Did they think we were married?!" She exhaled with a puff of breath, not sounding quite exasperated with the error. After all, with a further assessment of the space they would stay in, there was an excellent balcony to go onto with a view of the moon in its full glory that night. The moonlight would shine on their futon, whoever would...
"Sleep there." Mugen mumbled. His companions looked at him weirdly. A bit louder, Mugen repeated what he was saying. "I want to sleep there. So, there's three of us and one giant futon..."
Jin folded his arms and considered the situation for a minute or two. "I propose that we have a game of rock, paper, scissors to decide this." They played this game over and over again, only to always get the same results each time. What were the chances of it all?
"This game is tiring!" exclaimed Fuu. "I think we should just sleep on the mat altogether. I don't mind, and if you guys do, I'll sleep in between the two of you so you two don't have to fear any weird things going on in the night between you two in the mat." So it came to be agreed upon, strangely enough. There was still that unsettling feeling within all of them but somehow deciding to sleep together calmed down their thoughts.
They positioned the mat quite closer to the balcony. It was summer and the night time was not as cool as it would be. The mat would become unbearable to sleep in with three people close together. The men decided to undress first with Fuu looking at the moon to pass the minutes they took to prepare for bed. While she looked to the giant rock in the sky, she thought crazy things that made her tremble. Oh to be with them like this! Often she wouldn't even venture to touch their hands without a situation of chaos coming into play. Silently, she hoped for more than just a brush with their skin tonight, but having a hope for a future with either of those two was like asking the moon to stay full all the time. So, she contented herself with talking to the moon about herself and the future, in a tone that was less loving and more realistic.
Mugen and Jin took their time getting undressed, trying not to become unsettled while each stole glances at each other and at Fuu's back turned to them. They faced their walls and stared at their feet when it was Fuu's turn to get her travelling clothes off and herself into some suited for sleeping, provided by the inn.
When Fuu made her sound to signal her readiness for bed, they headed wordlessly towards the futon mat. Fuu got in first, as she would be in the middle as discussed. The men fell into their places. "Good night." They all said it simultaneously. This night was getting weirder.
All three closed their eyes, Mugen facing the balcony, Jin turned away from it; and Fuu staring at the ceiling, only glancing at the way the moon seemed to shine on their thin blanket. Wistfully, all thought something to happen to each other. Not knowing who would want to initiate such an action on the other- it seemed a rather bold thought. Another thing was that-
would it be fair to touch one and not the other all at once?
Jin thought, I want someone to touch me.
Mugen thought, I want someone to hug me.
Fuu thought, I want someone to kiss me.
I want someone to love me, all three hoped.
Then, suddenly, the moon was covered by clouds in the sky and the room grew pitch dark. In that moment of sudden darkness, all three made a decision. It was if the moon answered their desires and provided them with the courage to act. As soon as they had all acted, the light came back and they were able to see.
Having turned to one another, certain parts were more accessible. Fuu found herself slightly exposed around the shoulders with fingers on the spot where the opening revealed her chest just enough to see a 'v'- Mugen's. Her face was turned and her lips barely touched Jin's, who also had his hands on her kimono but at the sleeve of her left hand. Her remaining hand had chosen to grab onto Mugen's hair. Mugen's other hand landed on Jin's leg.
It felt like one confusing mix-up that all three of them became confused and embarassed about in the end. But, for that night, since they already started they might as well have come to end it the way they wanted it to.
With the love of one another.
NOTE: I didn't finish the series yet so I apologize for any inconsistencies...I tried to limit specific details about the characters because in a way, I would like this scene to be imagined more with them as how the fan feels they should be...I hope you enjoy it! I have also decided to write a fic with this series in mind because there was someone else who ventured into this territory before I did...and I had thought their story was sexy and kick-arse. So, since I forgot who you are- I won't mention your name- this is more or less for you.