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It was a dark and stormy night. Well, not really, but it felt like one. It was kind of dark though, the clouds of November guarding the sun from the bloodbath that was occurring in Japan.
It had been weeks scene Halloween, better known as the ‘Shibuya Incident’ amongst sorcerers and normies alike, but Yuji Itadori was still thinking pensively about the whole ordeal. Nobody could blame him, not even his supposed brother as of October. Nobody could blame him, not even his closest friend and classmate. Nobody could blame him, but it was time he got his act together.
The wind harshly tossed his hair as he stepped into the city, freshly healed and at high physical condition. Of course, he wasn’t not mentally all the way there, still lamenting on his past mistakes.
Yuji clenched his fists and quickened his pace. This was no time to be thinking on past events, he had to find Higuruma. He had to. He…
Almost as soon as he steeled himself, his head suddenly weighed his body down. The flush of determination that sat on his cheeks was drained in an instant. He was out even before he hit the ground.
It was abnormal for Yuji to sleep in as late as he was. What’s worse, his dreams were nonexistent. Also abnormal. Sukuna could always force Yuji awake, but in the end, he decided he shouldn’t. If he was sleeping this late, he probably had a reason.
…but, Yuji had already slept through his ten alarms. Yuji was a training freak. A Jujutsu nerd even! He’d never been late to class. Something was clearly up, but Sukuna, for once in his life, was completely oblivious as to what.
Apparently, Sukuna wasn’t the only one who thought this was a strange phenomenon as he was snapped out of his train of thought when the Ten Shadows Brat opened the door and closed it behind himself with a soft ‘click.’
The Ten Shadows Brat was wearing his slightly ruffed up school uniform. There was mud on the bottoms of his sleeves and pants. There seemed to be a scuff wherever mud wasn’t, or at least scuffs were covered by mud. Ten Shadow’s hair was even in slightly more spikes than the average.
The Ten Shadows Brat approached Yuji’s bed cautiously, shaking him via shoulder.
“Yuji.” Ten Shadows whispered. After a couple of whispers and even harder shaking, The Shadows Brat raised his voice to a normal talking level. “Yuji. Wake up.”
Ten Shadow’s face noticeably brightened when he saw Yuji shift uncomfortably, his eyes eventually fluttering open.
“Fushiguro?” Yuji asked, sitting up from his playing down position. Before Ten Shadow’s could respond, Sukuna spoke as if he had been preparing for this very moment all morning.
“Yuji. It is abnormal for you to awaken at such a late hour. What has caused this spurt of negligence?” Yuji did not respond allowed. He did not even think at Sukuna. It was almost as if he had a mental block- one trained after many months.
“Itadori, you’re late. Gojo sensei and Kugisaki are waiting,” Ten Shadows said. Yuji tiredly rubbed his eyes, apparently shocked to find another set of eyes immediately underneath his own.
Too disoriented to point it out, Yuji stood up to face Ten Shadows Brat with his eyebrows furrowed and mouth stretched to each
“What are you doing here? Aren’t we supposed to be looking for Higuruma?” Yuji questioned again, looking past Ten Shadows and subsequently scrunching his face again. “I thought we agreed not to go back to Jujutsu High?” The Ten Shadows Brat tilted his head as some kind of animal would (fitting seeing as he had ten shadows,) and began to ask Yuji what he meant, he decided it wasn’t worth questioning because now they were both late.
“C’mon you two.”
Yuji blinked a couple of times and looked behind and around Ten Shadows again.
“Two? Did you already find Higuruma? Why didn’t you just say so!” Yuji said, in an almost joking manner.
“Who?”
“What?”
The ten shadows brat and Yuji just waisted a couple minutes dumbly looking at each other. No offense to Yuji, but Sukuna thought that sometimes he was a little dumb. Of course the Ten Shadows Idiot was talking about Yuji AND Sukuna.
“Let’s just go.”