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Yuuta doesn't exactly know where he is. Last thing he remembers he was staring at the mangled bodies of what use to be his classmates, or atleast what was left of them, half of the empty classroom painted in their bright red blood.
Time seemed to stop then, oxygen not reaching his brain it was like he forgot how to breathe but when his body forced him to remember, filling his lungs and head yet again, it was gone just as quickly but it was enough for him to realize what he had done. He stepped back, eyes swelling with stinging tears, head shaking in disbelief and despair.
"Not again...Rika...why," he choked out before flinching at the sound besides him. He didn't even bother to realize it was only the chalk board duster lightly cluttering to the floor as he'd bumped into a desk, he only looked around frantically before he dashed out of the room and began running.
And running and running and running.
Running with out looking back. Running until his feet hurt, running until he couldn't anymore. He ran until he found himself here, where ever here was anyway.
It was an alleyway where as even if it still had a bit of light left in the day was relatively dark, moist and dingy even if it hadn't rained at all, cold and drafty with only the lingering unintelligible murmers of Rika echoing inside his head.
Even after all she's done he couldn't bring himself to hate her but he couldn't deal with this anymore, he just wanted it to end.
He's tired of seeing blood spilt over him, of losing control of something he doesn't understand.
He's tired.
Tired.
"So tired.." he mumbled pulling his legs to his chest, head burried in his knees as he leaned against the wall of the dead end of the alleyway.
Cracking an eye open he stared at the newly mutilated corpse of the stray dog that had approached and was barking at him but a few moments ago, a few rats around it too also now but blood stains on the dirty ground.
Rika was being even more mean spirited right now with who she let near him. Maybe it was his mood affecting but either way he couldn't stay here, he couldn't stay around people, he needed to leave, he was beyond help, he needed to die. He needed to die but he couldn't.
He's tried many times and it never worked, she'd stop him. He needed someone strong, strong enough to kill him, someone like...like...was there even someone like that? Was there—
"Quite a mess you've made here huh?"
Getting pulled out of his dark thoughts Yuuta whipped his head up and looked up towards the voice.
There at the turn of the entrance of the alleyway stood a tall figure.
He stepped closer into the mess of the alleyway, dark clothes and white hair, bandages obscuring his eyes.
"That doesn't look very comfortable.... Or sanitary" He grinned taking more steps forward coming toward the raven, it was only till he felt Rika itching to get out again did he flinch and fruitlessly tried to back away, the wall behind stopping him immediately as he pushed back and held out his hands in front of himself "—p-please stop, d-don't come any closer." He said as loud as his currently dry and scratchy voice could muster.
The stranger fortunately stopped but made no move to retreat, standing firm yet leisurely with his hands in his pocket.
Yuuta doesn't know how but he's almost sure the man can somehow see him through his thick bandages, regarding him silently, a almost unsettling smile on his face as he did so. After what felt like an eternal stand still the man took another step, an almost experimental one.
Yuuta immediately got him to stop again hands waving and shaking as he got to his feet his head looking every which way for a an exit incase the man refused to listen to his pleads,
which he didn't.
"Please stop!" He begged unfortunately finding no safe exite, his eyes now on the man again. He paused again lips turned up in a weirdly amused smile.
He tilted his head, smile ever present.
"Why?"
"Be-Because I don't wanna hurt you so please, just l-leave I can't control–"
He was cut off by the man's light-hearted chuckles, shoulders shaking in tandem. Yuta confused by the behavior remained quiet as the man's head lullled with laughter. After a while he wiped at an invisible tear as if his eyes weren't already covered and turned an even bigger smile towards him, it almost looked like a silent challenge.
The raven was about to try pleading again this man may have a few screws lose but he didn't want to kill him. But the words make it past his lips because in a blink his vision was filled with white, white bandages, accompanied by a whide grin somewhere in the lower peripheral.
He gasped Asas the man spoke "you don't have to worry about that kid." He said almost too painfully chipper for the moment because Yuuta felt like he was gonna throw up. Not because of the guy, definitely not the guy, he's just tired, so tired of what happens when someone is too close to him like this.
Feeling Rika completely emerge above them, he quickly squeezed his eyes shut dreading what was to happen next, he also covered his ears, he couldn't stop the blood splatter but he didn't want to hear it. The rip of skin, the cracking of bones and the screams, anything but the screems they haunt him at night.
He could already hear it, imagine it.
Then...why wasn't it happening.
Why was it silent.
no wait, it wasn't silent even through the skins of his hands he could hear there was a constant banging, right above—
Willing himself to crack open his eyes he was met with the sight of the skin of the man's Strong, unblemished neck, his head upturnt as he looked above them both with a curious grin. "She's quite fiesty isn't she?" He commented as Rika repeatedly tried striking him only for the blow to not land as if their was some sort of invisible barrier between them.
"How..." The words slipped with out his knowledge and before he could process it he was receiving an answer, the strong jawed stranger looking down at him smile bright and handsome even from half his face.
"Because I'm the strongest!"
Yuuta let out a shaky breath, his hands dropping from his ears.
'Rika wasn't hurting him.
She couldn't hurt him— I couldn't hurt him, he's Strong..he can..'
unbeknownst to himself fresh tears welled up in his eyes as he began to smile breathlessly with hope he'd thought he'd lost.
He reached forward momentarily hitting something but it was immediately gone as his fingers curled into the fabric of the man's dark shirt. His frantics not allowing him to question what it was as he pulled the stranger closer hoping even through his thick bandages he could see the way his eyes shined with earnest desperation.
"Please— please—" he began the tears already falling in both joy and despair "please kill me, please." He sobbed. He heard Rika wail and the slashing and pounding sounded more frantic, she was most likely sensing his intentions and was trying to stop him as well as the stranger.
But he didn't care. This was his only chance to end it all, they both can finally be free. Even if this was what he deserved it was his fault all those people were dead, his fault Rika's spirit is tainted— he doesn't care where he ends up he just hope it's with Rika, away we're they can't hurt anyone anymore
This was for both goods if he died here. So please...
"Please kill me."
He didn't even realize he was full on sobbing into the strangers chest as they hadn't moved at all, unfaze his now wet shirt or Rika's hysterics.
That's until Yuuta felt a hand on his shoulder gently pushing him back to look at the man's face, the parts of his face he could see anyway.
A warm hand then touched his face and Yuuta could here his own breath and heartbeat as the stranger's long fingers ever so gently held his face and wiped away at the tears staining his cheek. His smile was lacking the cockiness it had prior but the playfulness remain even as it was now more gentle. The gesture more one he has received or felt in ages. Comfort? Assurance? he didn't know what to call it but what ever it is he hasn't realized how much he's been craving it till now.
The stranger still held his face and smile as he spoke. "I wanted to talk first but" he rubbed soothing circles into Yuuta's jaw " why don't youbtake a rest for now while I take you in."
He stared not even being abke to utter a word in question or protest as the man layed his forhead to Yuuta's and his body felt shocked vision going white before gradually darkening.
It felt like a gentle spike of electricity, the sensation tickling all of his nerves till unresponsive before he felt himself falling deeper and deeper into nothingness.
It didn't hurt though, not one bit.
Was this it? Was this a painless death?
It was surely more then deserved but he was thankful.
It's over. No one had to die anymore.
Maybe now or in another life he could go somewhere that he could be happy. Even better if Rika's there.
"Thank.. You.." he whispered to the stranger before he felt himself..
.....before he felt himself wake up?
"I don't what your thanking me for but Your welcome." A voice grinned making his eyes fly open.
There was a room. clean and.... furnished a large bed in the middle, it was... homey?
He wasn't in the alleyway anymore. Nor was he cold and shaking. He was warm and calm, he even vaguely registers the arms that wrapped around his waist and the body that pressed againt him, his chin tucked into a collar bone
He was confused on where he was but his body and instincts had no protests to what ever this was, he didn't even move as he grew even more confused when warm lips kissed his neck.
Then again, and again the lips trailing up his neck and jaw until his own lips were captured by this strangers.
And it was only then did the fog that was his confusion was blown lifted, it was only then that he 'woke up.' and realize where he was. It was all came back to him at once.
"Satoru." He sighed into the kiss the other smiling against his lips before pulling back, a bright Sky staring into a half asleep deep ocean. "Had a nice
nap?" Gojo smiled cradling Yuuta's before he nodded with a blush.
"Great. Glad you had a nice sleep but just so you know if I were anybody else My legs would be eternally asleep by now, sleeping beauty and snow White who?" Gojo said glancing down at his Lap where Yuuta was currently sitting.
That's right.. he'd fallen asleep facing Gojo in his Lap as the other worked.
Well more to make him work he hated paperwork even now and Yuuta held him captive in his chair by sitting on him so he'd do it.
Yuuta smiled sheepishly in apology but then glanced at the Computer behind him on Gojo's desk "did you finish though?" He asked and the older rolled his eyes dramatically "Yesss I did!"
He smiled and pecked Gojo on the lips once more, "Good, it's for your own good, you want Yaga to be hounding you for over due mission reports while we're on our honey moon?"
Satoru poyted and looked to the side
"No."The Raven laughed. "Then good."
He was about to slip out of Gojo's lap when older pulled him back down, his ex-sensei pulling out 'his' phone "—wait while you were asleep Maki sent a few more details for the wedding." He said hands him amd he scrolled through the information with a sweat dropping smile "wow I swear. i don't know who's more excite about my own wedding over me, Maki or Rika," he commented feeling his cursed friend bat at him playfully from his subconscious.
Gojo grinned "I'm excited too."
"Please, your more excited for what I'm allowing you to do to me on the wedding night."
Gojo smirked, his gaze falling to where his hands where now spanning his fiancé's waist "that's not true, I mean that's a bonus, really really REALLY nice bonus—"
Yuuta playfully rolled his eyes.
"But seriously I'm truly excited. a whole day just for you and me, a day i can shout from the heavens that your mine and I'm yours—
"—You already do that."
"Well more then usual, and everyone by default has to pay attention first hand to how much I love you." He finished smugly.
Pressing a chaste kiss to Satoru's cheek he smiled "I love you too" then it turned pleading " but just because it's your wedding day please don't over do it. And be nice don't get one people's nerves.
With a smirk Gojo interlocked Yuuta's right hand with his left, the thin gold engagement bands they wore shimmering side by side under the soft light as Satoru pressing a kiss to Yuuta's before he pressed another to his forehead. " 'our' wedding and I make no promises.
He shook his head with a smile. He didn't argue, it was no use it's was Gojo. It's in his nature to be himself Yuuta preferred going along for the ride anyway.
.....
oh right he didn't die that day.
It was only the start of it getting better.