Samurai Champloo Fan Fiction ❯ Malicious Fate, Vindictive Destiny ❯ Forlorn Insomnia ( Chapter 2 )

 

A few days passed. We trudged endlessly towards Nagasaki, interrupted almost every step of the way. Fuu kept her tabs on us so closely it was like we were disobedient children, tethered to her, as a child would be to a mother.

 

We had walked most of the day through the warm sun and my clothes were keeping me hot. We only saw one person throughout the day; we passed the man with a slender frame and longish hair that he wore down. He wore rather expensive looking clothing. Regardless of this he barely gave us a second glance.

 

The sun fell slowly behind the mountains and we kept walking. There was no conversation between us. We only stopped for the night when Fuu said we could.

 

We ate, we listened to Fuu complain, we set up our mats and lay down to rest. I lay there for a few hours, staring up at the sky, dusted with stars. Sleep did not come to me very easily.

 

I decided that lying around was just going to make me sore. I stood up, deciding to leave my swords with my mat and I slipped on my glasses. I moved silently, I didn't want to wake the others. I walked to the nearby stream and stood there for a few moments.

 

My dreams were becoming more frequent, more vivid. I was starting to feel the pain of it and what made it worse was that I could no longer wake up in shock. My subconscious stayed against my will and forced me to see it.

 

The sound and smell of the flowing water calmed my senses a little. I took a deep breath and relaxed.

 

I didn't hear the footsteps behind me.

 

“Can't sleep either, huh?”

 

I jumped, startled and turned around briskly to Mugen's solemn face.

 

“I didn't hear you. And no, I can't sleep.” I said. Thoughts about that night kept pushing themselves into my head. I was debating to myself on whether that was a dream or not.

 

“I've been noticing you barely sleep anymore, and when you do, it looks like you're in pain. What do you dream about?” Mugen asked. To me it sounded more like an order to tell him but maybe I was making that scenario up in my head.

 

I kept my lips tight, not saying a word. Saying it, letting the words escape my lips, would make it real. I wanted to keep it a dream and I hoped, I wished that it were nothing but a passing dream.

 

Mugen seemed to sense my secrecy and didn't enquire any further. I sat on the hard bank and pulled my legs up to my chest. He collapsed down on the ground beside me and just sat. We didn't speak for some minutes and to me it did not seem awkward.

 

I looked over at Fuu's still frame. So did he. She hadn't moved since I had left our campsite. I still worried about her in what I think was the same way a mother worried about her child. She needed us. She had hinted to me many times.

 

If we left, she would be lost. If they died… What would I become?

 

Mugen saw the pained expression on my face. He raised a hand and touched my cheek. His fingers brushing away the few strands of hair that had fallen out of place. I looked into his eyes.

 

“Don't be so hard on yourself Jin. No wonder you're so tensed up lately.” I blushed slightly and he allowed himself a tiny smile. “You know I still haven't forgotten that night…”

 

I turned my head up from the ground again and looked into his face again. I reached up to touch his hair. I closed my eyes and sighed. His warm lips were on mine. It wasn't hard and rough like last time, it was surprisingly sensual.

 

I pushed into the kiss without thinking. His lips on mine, his hand on my cheek, it all felt comfortable and right. I eased up, a weight left my shoulders for that one moment.

 

He broke away before I wanted him too. He looked up at me, a worried expression on his face. I blanked out for a second. I had seen that face once and once only before. It was the face he made in my dream just before he was struck down. A face full of fear.

 

I snapped back to reality. “What is it!?” I asked. The panic in my voice was agonizingly evident.

 

“Shit man. Don't freak out like that. I was thinking about what would happen if Fuu found us out.” He said.

 

I stared at him blankly. I was astonished.

 

“Uh…” I uttered, not knowing what I should say.

 

He kissed me again and drew me close to him. I felt his tongue against my lips and I opened my mouth a little more. His tongue was hot as it travelled around my own. I pushed into his face a little harder and he grabbed my head and tilted me to one side a bit.

 

His body was pressed against mine, passion intertwining us. I felt nothing but bliss then. No one could hurt me, I was invincible…

 

(A/N) - Thanks for reading. This was a little short and I apologise but I'm saving my ideas for later. Now REVIEW, I refuse to write anymore until I receive 15+ reviews.