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The wind blew softly through their hair, nanami rested back on the warm sand, as his finger entangled into Gojo hair. He was thrown into another of Gojo humorous jokes- warping them to the beach.
He was annoyed at first, but once his feet hit the ground, nanami was sunken in the slippery slop- finding himself getting comfortable in this new environment. They both threw their jackets off, removing any excess clothing that sand would attract to.
Nanami bunch his pants up, the sun hitting his shoulders, now lying down in a tank top. Gojo opted for shirtless, pantless- only wearing his boxers, and blindfolded - of course..
He “choose” the perfect day, serene skies and a vivid sun, but they could feel the crisp 69 degrees. It helped that they came early in the day, nobody was here- they were the only to step foot on this secluded beauty
“Why here?”
His finger continued to comb the soft strands, he titled his head up. “You been off your game lately, I thought you needed something new- not more curses
Nanami wished he could countered back, but..Gojo was right once more. He still completed his mission correctly, turning in before he hit overtime- clocking in hours before what Yaga deemed overtime.
But, he was drifting more personal-emotionally. Nanami had to wear a blue suit, a rough number he pulled out the closet, he hadn’t wash his clothes. He skipped lunch a couple of times, Gojo had to put an apple in his hand before another mission. Yuji mysteriously appeared with a homemade lunch for him, scolding the man for abandoning the second most important meal.
Other balls dropped, problem sleeping, his hair came into the school in different states. He couldn’t even tell why, nothing was above or below average of his life. His line of work brought difficulties, absolutely, yet that too was growing and twisting to a normal basis line.
So, to be whisked away by the erratic Satoru, to rest in utter silence- could he truly complain, throw a garish tantrum?
The push, and pull of the ocean was mesmerizing. He had listened to the audios, heard it passing by, nanami is a fan of the ocean- what better than to listen to it online, assisting in his journey in life.Yet having the availability to sit, and hark to the ocean call is magical- none could remotely copy nature. It was nice to get the cheap mockery, but it couldn’t be thought as a replacement - when they have this, in such short distance.
“You think the water is cold?”, Gojo randomly asked
“I don’t think so , maybe”
He finishes his thought, Gojo sprung to his feet. Nanami to this day can’t figure how he picked him up, a grown and healthy man, bridal carry them to the ocean. Gojo hide his raw strength, playing more into the childish side. He ran them into the water, throwing Nanami out into the sea.
It was out of his depth for him to swim, getting back to his feet, thrashing to the surface. Gojo threw his hair back, his bandages was beginning to unravel, showing one blue eye.
They played, splashing, dunking, picking each other up, and throwing the other in deeper into the ocean. They drifted a little further in water, created a buoyancy-Gojo roped his arms under his knees, pressing him the chest. Gojo held onto nanami, as he began to spin them.
Gojo eyed nanami the entire time, nanami was hesitant at first, unable to let go-afraid to be dropped, as lean into trust. Gojo patiently turned, going at a slow pace, holding the man tightly- never giving him an impression that this is a joke, that he will let go.
Nanami swayed into a trance, the warmth of the sun, and Gojo body paired beautifully with the coolness of the air. He laid his head back, feeling the water gently flowed through. Soon his arms followed, extending out to feel the same current. They went slow, increasing when nanami got comfortable with the speed. Nanami glided through, feeling the current getting stronger, but didn’t tense up because he knew Gojo had him.
Gojo was a pro in the water, Nanami could swim okay, but worried slipped away being with Gojo.
They were laughing, enjoying the water pushing against him. This was the first time he felt weightless, hold and supported as a baby.
Gojo slowed down, his smile was priceless, the blindfold now floating into the water. Nanami looked at Gojo, a little charmed at how comely he is.
The statue of this man looked in awe, and jouissance only at nanami- he guessed Gojo had others, whisked them away..but he always came back to him, making a home by his side .
It was a spilt second, nanami reach, and press a small peck on his lips. Gojo eyes widened, shocked but a little thrilled, nanami was already embarrassed at his brainless thinking.
Gojo reached down, deeping his kiss, it was nanami turned to be surprised, but he let go. They naturally, and gracefully moved with each other. He was shocked at how soft his lips were, only seeing his mouth as the member that spoke, laugh, goofed.
Gojo encircled nanami, helping him to stand up, but centered him. They were at a more natural angle, one where Gojo to cling helplessly on nanami.
They departed from each other, breathless, Gojo laid his head on nanami.
“If I knew taking you to the beach get me this, then I should take you on a date after”
Nanami rested on the wall, waiting for Yaga to step outside the room. Satoru was placed back in Yaga after his testimony, the clans went at it for hours. They all believed he was guilty, but fought for different punishment.
Gojo’s wanted completed elimination, or exiled from the society.
The Zenin’s seconded for the killing of Satoru
While kamo was more reasonable: to be socially exiled, but brought in to handled their pesky demands.
It was truly a nightmare, clans coming in with their biases- all having a version of removing him from society, from their lives. Satoru was taken out, not even moving an inch. Not a snarky, smartass comment left his mouth. It was truly sickening to see, he believed at many points that he purposely did it, nanami wanted to beg Gojo- please, fight for your innocence
Yaga gave them all a recess, Kusakabe patted his shoulder. “I’m going for a smoke, how are you hanging?”
His mind was vacant, nothing really couldn’t describe what he thought, or felt. He looked at the man above him, “I’m okay”
A half smile, Kusakabe understood what wasn’t said, “well I will be around the back, don’t want them to get aneurysm seeing a peasant smoke”
He appreciated the humor, letting out a strained smile. Nanami wished him off, Kusakabe snuck to the back He sat behind to see the clans shuffled out, being directed by mangers.
Nanami was perched on the bench, only few people was left behind- people that Nanami seen on irregular basis, but still something that he known. He could taste the staleness, quite humorous at how determined and confident they were of Satoru density.
Nanami was on the opposite end of the line, he is not sure what should happen to him. Was it purposeful, or a genuine freak accident. The blurriness of Gojo account is the thing biting him in the ass, his picture perfect memory- knowing Kento favorite snack, lunch, and secret dessert throughout his high school career, for small instance.
Food wasn’t on his mind, almost feeling repulsive to eat. Nanami guessed he will wait, mollifying his true hunger for the truth, and maybe then he could eat-sleep, go on with his days.
Yaga stood outside the door way, his eyes caught his sunglasses, he motion him towards his way. His eyebrows furrowed, raising up to his feet, going to the principal.
“Folllow me”, was all he said, quietly throwing towards him- the two men entered into the main building. Going deeper, and deep until they reached his…office?
“Why are we-“, his confusion was cut short
“You’re going to speak to Satoru”
He stopped
“Why..?”
“I am allowing everyone to speak to him during the recess. I want him to see everyone, maybe that can put his head in the game”
Yaga look at him for the final time,“So, are you ready?”
He nodded his head, “yes”
Yaga took out his keys, unlocking the door, opening it wide enough for nanami to step through.
“You have 5 minutes”
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Their legs were entangled, resting comfortably in nanami bed. Gojo crashed nanami night, joining in the preparation of going to bed. He wanted to chastise him for once again invading his privacy, Gojo lucked out with him having a headache.
His plans was to brush his teeth, and shower.
Gojo clocking uptick in Kento natural moodiness, just followed along with his process. Nanami got his toothbrush, and then grabbed a newer one he randomly got at a store. He smeared toothpaste on booth brushes, now allowing them to start their teeth cleaning.
They bumped into each other, catching their eyes staring at the person. Taking turns to spit, and going back to brush. Ending the process, rinsing with water, and now mouthwash.
Next was showering, he started the water, allowing it to warm up. Nanami looked at Gojo, the question was obvious.
“Are you showering with me?”
Gojo turned taking off his blindfold, nanami faced his shower curtain beginning to undress. Nether betrayed the other by looking, slowly stripping all their clothes- in the natural state they were brought into the world.
Nanami got in the shower first, and came Gojo. Nanami fit almost perfectly okay, while the water hit Gojo chest. It was cramped, but Gojo wouldn’t complain- having some space between them , yet he never felt closer to this man. They help bathe and clean each other, Gojo especially needed aid getting water to hit certain parts of his body. Highlighting the beauty that dryness couldn’t explore
Nanami is amazed at how bold he was, asking his colleagues to shower. Nanami passed clothes to Gojo that he believed would fit, getting the fabric with the most stretch. It was.. cute, how he looked- his shirt worn, and loose showing his collarbone. His pants were a little tight, raising higher than his ankles. Gojo put on a good front, but he think the man was uncomfortable.
And It was confirm by him stripping, only in the underwear . He reassured him it’s custom for him to sleep naked- which he accepted , it wasn’t long after that he clung to his body, nanami slept on his side, gojo wrapped his arm around him, bringing him close- now hearing his breath hit him.
Gojo was fast asleep, and sadly to him- he slept quite peacefully.
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Nanami look at the man sitting in the chair, his legs extended out, leaning against the backing. It was an odd sight, to see a lively Gojo strike down. Nanami could only stand, and gawk at the man.
“Have a sit, Kento ”, he cracked his dazzling smile, and sure it glean but the situation did take away from his shine.
Nanami pulled the chair out, tucking it in as he sat. Gojo legs reached to his chair, tugging it closer to him, causing their legs to be connect.
Gojo leaned forward to look at nanami, now closer, he was better able to study the man face. His attention honed in on the smarting bruise, his finger- diaphanous touch the man skin. They both jumped backed, but Gojo clasped his hand bringing it closer to his cheek.
“Your hands are freezing, was it that cold outside”, he wispily spoke into nanami hand
Nanami let a breath escape his mouth , shutting his eyes. He licked his lips, “ Gojo-“
“Where is Yuji, and kugisaki- are they okay?”
His voice gained more weight, now fully looking at nanami. He was stunned, Gojo averted his eyes
“I know I shouldn’t ask…but I-“, all confidence was lost, the firmness was dropped for the honest emotion behind.
“They’re okay, unconscious but Nobara legs is broken, and yuji inner forearm was snitched”, he recited the message for the second time
Gojo just listened, his unsureness change to a small smile. He kissed nanami hand, moving to holding it instead.
“Can you thank her for me?”
“Yes- but Gojo, why aren’t you fighting harder, I know there is more to your story, you need to tell them, do you need help forming a statement?”
He listened to his exasperated cry, giving his hand a squeeze. Gojo touched his forehead.
“I told them everything Kento, I didn’t purposely leave anything out- but if I’m being honest, I’m not really scared”
Nanami rosed his head to see Gojo,
“They’re not going to throw me away, or force me out- I want to see them try. They need me, and once I clean a few of their messes then all this will go under the rug”
He spoke with a cool, and natural conviction- nanami didn’t know what to feel about that.
Nanami flicked Satoru, getting a real reaction out of the man, grabbing his forehead as he pout
“How do you know Yaga even allow you back, if they forget doesn’t mean he will- the kids will be loosing a valuable teacher”
Satoru energy increases, gaining his spark back. He lean on his hand, “you think I am a good teacher?”, he tapped nanami nose
“Focus Satoru”
“Yaga sent you in here to convince me, though that hardass will lie, he’s in my corner-crazily wanting to fight for me, I know he isn’t the only one, so I guess I will fight.”
Satoru grabbed both his hand, his newly found cheeriness is dropped. He was embodied with great solemnity, it did trigger something in nanami- close to pulling back.
“Do you think I am murder”, he firmly entreated
Nanami was staggered, instantly falling into placating
“the details to flat out call you a killer..”
“Kento”, he grasped nanami coercing him to directly answer.
“I- I… “
“I…don’t know, I wasn’t lying about not knowing, but the Satoru Gojo unable to give a straight answer is a little shaky”
He dulled as many sharp edges, Satoru kept his hands warm, allowing him to voice the real truth
He painfully smile at the nanami honesty
“I’m not gonna lie Kento, that did sting, but that just mean I need prove you all wrong- returning to being the best teacher”
His smile did loose it plastic veneer, the real happiness and sadness flooded through.
”our time is up”
Gojo pointed to the door, nanami turned to see the principal face,
“Good bye Kento, I will be seeing you soon”
Nanami look at the door, and then Gojo- he got up, now above him, he gave Gojo a soft kiss- not long to go deeper, but enough to feel something.
“Good bye Gojo”
He stepped out the room, that being the first or the last, but nanami could see it being both, or even the reverse.
Nanami relayed the conversation to Yaga, he was somewhat pleased, no new information but got a promise to do anything- to fight.
Nanami exited the building, going back to his spot on the bench- he still wasn’t hungry, but was fulfilled at what they had. That being he had to the ability be vulnerability, intimacy with the man.
He jiggled the keys in his pocket, nanami looked up to see Shoko. Nanami doubled take at the woman, she presented herself as a prize, even giving spirt fingers.
“Good afternoon nanami”, a cheer was able to bloom naturally in her voice. It was good to see the woman easing up, being tied down to-
“Are the kids okay?”, a fright broke out, feeling more guilty at telling Gojo they were okay
“They are awake, the others are visiting them, acting as supervision- allowing me to roam around- and see this” she waved around them
Cars were gathered around, bodyguards, mangers, and some family members walked nearby them.
“If you want you can visit, I will tell you once anything begin”
He told her of kusakabe location, and that’s he would shot him a text. Nanami jogged towards the infirmary.
He doesn’t know if Gojo is guilty or not, he told him that much, that Yaga would even want a murder on campus, teaching and guiding the future sorcerer who will take the pillar- already had another Satoru Gojo on the line.
Nanami gathered his breath, slowing down to get back into rhythm. The kids conversation was bombing, bring some joy and levity to this depressing day.
Nanami open the door
their beds was brought together to make more room, all the limited chairs was pushed to the beds. Poor Yuuta was made to stand up, Yuji and Nobara was doing majority of the chatting. He can always believe in the resilience of these kids, not wanting to lean in unhealthy tendencies, but nanami doesn’t want to ignore their strength- wanting to move towards a better future they demand .
Yuuta sparkle eyes caught him first, “hey Nanami!”
His bright tone cause a domino effect, flat on their backs- Yuji and Nobara turn to the man, raising and laying on top of each other to get a better look
“Nanamin!”, Their voice rung with glee
Nanamin smiled at them, finally reflecting the jollity he’s actually feeling.
“Hello Yuji, and Nobara”