Author's Notes: This is really short - I wanted to tie things up and let some goodness come out of the bad. I know not everyone was happy with the ending but that was how I envisioned the story before I wrote it. I love Jin and thought it would be interesting to see how he dealt with being weak because he is so strong. Thanks for all of the reviews. This story was certainly more popular then I ever imagined. I may do a sequel if I can come up with a plot. One reviewer said the action scene should have been longer. Yes, I agree. I might re-write it after I do some reading of other sword fighting fics. This was my first. I also received a few reviews that said the characters were OOC. Characterization is important to me and I tried to keep everyone IC. It is set 10 years after the series was over and I would expect Jin, Fuu, & Mugen to change some over a decade. I also think Jin's illness would affect how he acted. So hope this ending is okay.

Disclaimer: Quote at the end is from the movie About A Boy as part of a challenge for the LJ Community - Fiction Haven.


Fuu had to smile at how different things were now and yet so much the same. She still couldn't believe that she had been married to Mugen for five years. And it had been 10 years since Jin's death. She wondered if he was laughing at her from wherever he was. Mugen had earned the right to marry her. He had helped her in many different ways after Jin's death. Mugen was still…Mugen, but he had settled down more then Fuu expected.

She heard the swords clanging again. Sometimes the two of them drove her crazy and it was as if he had never left her. In a way he hadn't. "Mugen! What are you doing?"

"What? He started it. Why do I always get blamed?" Mugen grinned at her.

She looked at her son. He looked just like his father. His hair was tied back in a standard samurai style. He had the same dark eyes as Jin and even wore his glasses although they were a little big on him. But, he was dressed like Mugen. "Jin, didn't I tell you no sword fighting until you complete your lessons at the dojo."

"But mother, how am I going to complete my lessons if I can't beat Mugen?"

"You know you don't need to be that good to graduate. And why are you in such a hurry?" She wondered if Jin was watching his son from the heavens.

"Because I can. Besides it will be fun to kick Mugen's ass." He smirked.

Fuu rolled her eyes. Sometimes the kid drove her crazy. She wondered, how it was that her son could be so much like both of them when Jin and Mugen were complete oppositves. Fuu looked up to the heavens and whispered, "thank you." Everyday when she looked at her son, Jin, she saw his father. He was still here with her every single day reminding her of him. Having him and Mugen helped her not miss him as much. She didn't feel alone.

She smiled thinking that three was a perfect number and really, it had always been. Suddenly I realized - two people isn't enough. You need backup. If you're only two people, and someone drops off the edge, then you're on your own. Two isn't a large enough number. You need three at least. The gods had truely blessed her.