𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮

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𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

"𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆." Megumi sighed on the other side of the phone, his eyes scanning the area that surrounded him.

"Huh?" Gojo pursed his lip.

"the Stevenson hutch is empty."

"For real? That's hilarious!" Gojo chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, causing me to look up at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Maybe it took a night-time stroll." He nudges me with his elbow, trying to get me to laugh at his shitty joke but in return I shake my head and look away from him.

How can he be so unbothered when SUKUNA'S finger is missing...

"I'm going to punch you." Megumi said with no emotion laced in his voice, that made me chuckle.

"Well, no going home until it's recovered, okay?" Gojo drags out the y and hangs up, going back to eating his kikufuku.

"Do you want me to try and locate the finger? it can't have got far." I suggest, taking a small sip from my Dr.Pepper from the fast food place we went earlier.

Me and Gojo stood outside Kikusuian, a store in Sendai which sells its kikufuku, Sendai's specialty, and Gojo's favourite. He thinks for a second, before swallowing the last bite of his sweet treat.

"Nah, locating one of Sukuna's fingers would be too much of a push on your ability considering how powerful a single one is and how hard they are to find, not to mention it would drain an exhausting amount of your cursed energy." he ruffles my hair before turning back to the sweet old lady selling the kikufuku, ordering another concerning amount of the delicacy to be put into a bag.

𝐍𝐎𝐖- 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

"What's the situation?" Gojo asked calmly, as he stood there with a gift bag resting on his arm, hands in his pockets, once again, unbothered by the situation. Y/N stood besides him, her arms crossed, releasing one to wave at Megumi, a cheeky smile stretching across her face.

"Huh? Gojo? L/N? What are you doing here?" Megumi moved out of his fighting stance, the shadows which surrounded him disappearing into thin air, seeming a little less tense now the two of them are present.

"Hey, we weren't planning on showing up, but you got kinda roughed up, kid!" He said in a teasing tone, Y/N examines the situation, her eyes landing on the shirtless, pink - haired boy, grazes and scratches covering his body. What intrigued her most, were the two odd scars under his eyes, scars which seemed like they served a purpose.

"I'll show the second-years. Say cheese!" He made disturbing sounds as the camera shuttered, the flash flickering on Megumi's face as he hid from the harsh bright light.

"Gojo stop teasing him and get to the point." Y/N huffed, bored and unamused by his childish antics.

"I got an earful from the higher-ups 'cause the special-grade cursed object's still missing." Gojo swipes through all the photos he took, favouriting the best ones that mugged Megumi off the most, excited to show the second years. "Thought I'd do a little sightseeing and stop by." He slips his phone back into his pocket.

"So, did you find it yet?" Y/N tilts her head, looking at the two boys, still not sure as to why the other one is here, Megumi lowers his head, facing the floor as he grips the fabric of his trousers and the stranger raises his hand, making an "uuuuuh" sound.

"Sorry, but I ate that thing." he points at himself and Y/N feels as if the air got knocked of her lungs, covering her mouth to stop a laugh from escaping from her mouth from his tone and unexpected reply.

Oh.

"Really?" Gojo doesn't seem too fazed.

"He did""I did"

Y/N laughs while covering her face with her hands, not surprised that they're stuck in a situation like this, nothing unusual to say the least.

Gojo walks up to the stranger, examining his face closely, humming as he does, before chuckling "damn, it really did combine with you. That's hilarious."

HOW IS ANY OF THIS HILARIOUS!? Y/N and Megumi think in unison.

The exhausted student rubs her head in frustration, crouching down next to Megumi as Gojo and the pink-haired boy continue conversing.

"Hey Megumi, you alright?" she examines his face, noticing the dried streak of blood which led a trail from his forehead down to his jawline and some blood dripping from his lip.

"I'll be okay, nothing fatal." He pokes some rubble laying on the ground, clearly embarrassed by his failure at redeeming Sukuna's finger- she pats his back and rubs it in a circular motion as an attempt to comfort him.

"Y/N, hold onto this for me." Gojo handed her the kikufuku bag as he stretched, doing some lunges and swinging his arms around, preparing for his 10 seconds with Sukuna.

"What is it?" Megumi examined the bag.

"Kikufuku from Kikusuian." he bends over and touches his toes before coming back up and giving Megumi and Y/N a thumbs up. "It's Sendai's specialty and it's super good. I recommend the zunda and cream flavour."

"You guys really went to buy souvenirs while people are out here dying and getting injured?" Megumi muttered, looking up at Y/N with agitation written all across his face, veins nearly popping out of his forehead."Hey dont look at me. Gojo practically dragged me to the stand." She lies looking away from Megumi, recalling the memory of her and Gojo skipping towards the stand, singing some song about the kikufu-

"GOJO LOOK OUT!" Megumi shouts, almost racing to his feet as a figure with a haunting demeanour slams down onto the concrete, forming a huge cloud of dust, rubble and shattered glass which engulfed the 4 of them. Y/N quickly wraps her arms around Megumi, who is tightly holding the kikufuku bag in his arms, to try and protect him from the impact as a shard of glass swiped her cheek, slashing a cut into it. The two look up and they're met with four furious vermillion demonic eyes which were glowing through the clouds of dust and rubble. His very existence paralysed the two with fear, those eyes were lasers as they burned into their flesh, injecting disturbance into their blood as it flowed through their bodies, unable to move.

The pink-haired boy? No. Sukuna. Those scars under his eyes make sense now, he's combined with Sukuna after eating his finger.

Y/N wishes she had payed more attention to the conversation that Gojo and Sukuna's vessel had, so that she would've been more prepared for his sudden summoning.

The smoke cleared and Gojo sat slouched ontop of the king of curses like it was nothing. "I think it's the whipped cream inside that really makes the difference." he smiles, mouth-watering at the thought.

Sukuna swings his arm around in rage, reaching out to grab Gojo as he roars but Satoru clasps his hands together, as he suddenly teleports behind the curse. This seems to continue for a couple seconds, Sukuna missing every punch he throws causing him to become furious giving Y/N the chance to move Megumi out of the way, as she doesn't want him to get more injured than he already was. Gojo throws a punch into Sukuna's stomach, sending him shooting through the air backwards into the railing of the roof, blood splattering out of his mouth onto his chin from the harsh collision.

"Oh what the hell, you Jujutsu sorcerers are always such a pain in the ass!" thick black vapour grasped Sukuna's fist as he jumped into the air, lunging at the white haired sorcerer who doesn't budge, creating an explosion of concrete and even more rubble making it impossible to see what was going on.

8..

9..

10.

As the smoke evaporated, the markings on the boy disappeared and his hair returned to its flat fluffy state again, the remarkable stranger looked like an average teenage boy once again.

"You good?" Gojo approaches him.

"Yeah, he's super annoying though-"

"Good." Gojo cuts him off, flicking his head as the boy passes out into his arms.

"𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅?"