I need to be strong for once. Yes, that’s it! I know what I’ll do. I need to first go to the house of Miyasaya-the young master in there has connections. But how do I get in? True, I’ve learned some stances, but not enough to beat the body guards. I think… yes, I’ll have to dress up as a courtesan… ugh…I hate those outfits, but if I must…I will do it for those I know.

Her last thought before she slept was that the thing she needed was going to require a lot of work, maybe even death, but wasn’t that what her training was for in the past 6 months?

A/N: Okay so I haven’t updated for like…what-2.5 months? Sorry you guys!!! I’ve been meaning to, really, I have! There’s been a lot going on. Well, I’ll let you guys get to the point.

Chapter 6 Fictitious Lies

Fuu let her deep brown/black hair tumble down her back as she released the pin.

“When’d it grow this long?” She asked aloud, raking through her hair. Her hair reached mid-back in soft waves.

She sifted through her knapsack to get to the bottom, and pulled out a red kimono. Ah, Damnit. It’s… sheer. She pulled out a black silk kimono to wear under it. Gee, Meredith-san, you could have put in a more decent outfit… (Meredith was her boss at the teahouse)

Fuu slipped her current pink kimono (that really cute one with flowers) off of her shoulders and reached for the black kimono.

On her balcony, Jin had a nosebleed. All Mugen could do was smack Jin on the back.

“So, Jin, tell me when you were last laid.”

Jin glared at Mugen. “I don’t believe that’s any of your concern.” He readjusted his sight onto Fuu, but averted his eyes slightly, out of politeness.

“Aw, hell, Jin- just stare, for God’s sake.” Mugen grabbed Jin’s head and turned it upwards to stare at Fuu’s no-longer-childish body. “I gotta admit, she’s got a nice-“

And before Mugen could finish, Jin punched him with his left palm.

“WHAT THE HEL-" Mugen began. Jin grabbed his head, pulled it back towards his chest, and covered his mouth.

“She’s coming out,” Jin whispered.

Fuu pattered around the balcony. “I could have sworn I heard somebody…must be my imagination.” She walked to the railing and stood there, letting the wind kiss her face.

“Tonight,” she said, “tonight.” And walked back to her room, shut the curtains, and continued dressing.

“Damn,” whispered Mugen. And Jin lost himself in his thoughts.

Fuu pulled on the clear red kimono over the black and wore another black layer over it.

She slid open her room panel swiftly and headed out, bringing only her knapsack with her. Fuu had begun the trek by slow footsteps, trying to blend in with the crowds at the festival’s booths, but once an alley opened up to her, she swished through them, like a cat of the night. Her deft footsteps turned right and left without fault as to which way would lead her to her destination. Even Jin and Mugen couldn’t keep their eyes up with her speed.

“-the Hell!?” Mugen cried, “When did she learn to do that!”

Jin didn’t answer-he only watched with narrowed eyes, suspiciously.

Finally, they reached her destination- the rich Miyasaya’s mansion. MIYASAYA?! What did she have to do with that oversized lard-tub that spent his days drinking and sleeping with women? Jin pondered, in a very negative tone. He didn’t approve of a samurai’s descendants who didn’t at least have morals, if not their fighting skills.

Fuu walked to the front gates and was confronted by two large guards, dressed in black fox fur. They towered over her, drunk. Their stench caused Fuu to back up about 2 steps.

“How may we help you, pretty miss?” asked the first, swaying on his feet.

“I’m looking for Miyasaya-sama,” she said, spitting out the –sama in the name, figuring that might help her get in.

“Ahh, you must be Yanaka Chizuru-chan, ne?” asked the second, getting much too close for comfort. His chest almost rubbed against her back as he inhaled her perfumed hair.

Jin felt a twang in his arm that told him to punch the guy’s face. No, don’t. Or else our cover’ll be blown.

“H-hai!” Fuu responded, not expecting that it’d be that easy. Heck, they even made up a name for her. She was going to use “Imako”, but whatever.

“This way, please.” The first guard opened the gate and guided her inside, by the shoulder. Fuu was irked. Did I say you could touch me? She thought.

Jin felt some bubbling in his heart. “I must have had too much spicy food this afternoon.”

“Jin, who’re you talking to?” Mugen asked cocking his head sideways.

“No one.” and with that, they jumped up to the top of the gate and into the courtyard.

“Miyasaya-sama, Yanaka-san is here,” the guard said as he knocked on the sliding panels.

A vase shattered.

“Hai, hai, bring her in. Quickly now, quickly!” a drunk voice replied.

Is everyone here a drunk? Fuu wondered.

The panels slid open, light blinded Fuu, who was just in a dark hallway, and she was shoved inside.

The panels slammed shut.

“What was tha-,” Fuu began.

“Well, well, well. What do we have gulp here?” A low and piggy-like voice emerged.

Fuu picked herself up off the wooden floors and straightened herself out before turning around and facing Miyasaya with a very seductive smile.

That smile left just as fast as it came once she saw he was half dressed and very ….lumpy.

“Miyasaya-sama…what a pleasure…to meet you?” She said, unsure of herself. Get a grip, Fuu. You’re here to trick him so act the part!

“Ahh, you look lovelier every time we met, Chizuru-chan,” he responded throatily.

Ugh, his attempt at being sexy is disgusting me. Wait-every time?! What the hell!?

“A-arigato, Miyasaya-sama.” She bowed her head. Oh man, this is going to be so easy. “Tea, Miyasaya-sama?” Fuu lifted up the pot and poured some wine into his cup. She pulled her own cup to her lips, then removed it saying, “KanPai!” (a/n: excuse the misspelling).

Having nothing in her own cup to drink, she only pretended and stared at him over the rim of her cup.

He belched and some of the wine dribbled down his chin. “Now, where were we, Chizuru? Shall we continue from where we were last night?”

Jin’s eyes popped open. LAST NIGHT?! SH HE’S GONNA MIX HER UP WITH SOME CHIZURU CHICK AND HE’S GONNA RAPE HER!

Fuu’s eyes did the same, but she recovered.

“Eh. Hai.”

SHE AGREED TO THAT!! Raged Jin, how could she!!

Mugen slapped him on the back and said, “Cool it, buddy. Watch the minx work.”

“Who’s a minx?” glared Jin.

As Fuu sat closer to Miyasaya, he leaned in to get a kiss. Pretending to kiss him, she leaned in, and just when he tried to kiss her, she whipped her right hand from behind and pinpointed the paralysis- and sleep-inducing points of the body (Okay, I don’t know the technical terms, sorry!). He zonked out.

That was almost too easy, she thought.

Jin and Mugen were floored. How the hell did she learn that?!

Fuu smirked, tossed up her fan, and caught it. “Baka,” she grinned, and rolled Miyasaya on his stomach. She picked out his ring of keys. “Even a baby could do that.”

Tossing the keys up in the air and catching them, she walked out to the balcony and leaned her head upwards, trying to get a good glimpse of the roof. That oughta be the right height. I can step on the railing and jump up, just like I did at the temple.

So, she did. She sprung from the railing with ease and landed on the roof. The air became a little chillier since it was approaching midnight, but Fuu didn’t notice, since she was in the middle of an important mission. No way would she lose this chance. Never.

Fuu whipped out the map of Miyasaya’s mansion to find out where his treasure room was. She traced her finger along the crinkled paper and found that the room was not underground, as she had expected, but rather, in an attic. My, this was getting easier by the minute. Fuu put the map back into her inner kimono and swung into the attic window, which faced the backyard garden. She could smell the lavender.

“Quick, Mugen! We’re losing her.” Jin whispered to Mugen as the two samurai deftly followed her in the shadows.

“Why’re ya so worked up? You saw her leap that thing like it was nothin’. She creamed the fatty. What’s the worst that could happen?” Mugen mumbled, really wanting some action himself now.

“Don’t be a fool. Let’s go.”

So the two of them brushed pass the branches and hid among the lavender flowers of the garden.

Fuu decided against her desire to light a match so that she could see in the dark room. She tripped over a couple of boxes, stepped on (and broke) some pearl necklaces, but she couldn’t find what she was looking for. She groped along the dusty walls, holding in sneezes that tickled her. She swore mice scurried at her feet. Ew, ew, don’t think about it. Don’t think about it.

Fuu felt around for a secret compartment in the walls, as instructed by the man who held the fate of those around her. She knocked on the walls, hoping for a different sound. Tock, Tock. She found it! Fuu pulled out the knife she’d had in her garter and started to dig at the wall, quietly. Clay crumbled at her actions, leaving fragments at her feet. Dust clouded her nostrils, threatening her to sneeze. She couldn’t hold it any longer. She sneezed.

“Did you hear something?” asked the first guard.

“Yeah, let’s go check it out,” said the second guard. The two of them, still tipsy, began singing and laughing up the stairs.

I don’t have much time before they reach me.

Fuu pulled the rosewood box from the compartment and snuck out the window, this time descending from it using the vines that had long since grown and withered on the mansion.

Upon reaching the bottom, Fuu sat, leaning against a wall and pulled out the rosewood box on her lap. Its ornate carvings of flowers on the lid fascinated her. This must be a family crest of some sort. Obviously, not of the Miyasaya’s since theirs is a pig. (Ha. Ha.)

Miyasaya must have stolen the box and keys from the original owners then.

At that point, Fuu grasped the ring of keys in her hand and began trying each key in the box’s lock. Finally, the one with the matching flowers on its handle opened it. Fuu removed this key from the rest of the keys and put it in her obi. She lifted the lid and withdrew …a piece of paper?

No, this couldn’t be it! She wasn’t looking for a piece of paper! Fuu had bewildered eyes as she read the slip of paper:

Lavender gardens,

Cherry blossoms in winter,

I’m at the river.

End of chapter 6

I hope it was somewhat interesting! Please keep a lookout for an update! Thank you to all reviewers and readers! I really appreciate you guys!