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“HUH? WHERE THE FUCK AM I?”
Satoru was fighting Sukuna until a moment before and now he's in what seems like an airport? But he didn't teleport or shit, he remembers he was dodging an attack and then… Oh no, couldn't it be…? No fuck, it can't be.
His hands are running all over his body and suddenly realises he isn't dressed in white tracksuit pants and black compression shirt. His old high school uniform is hugging his body, which is also smaller, round glasses make his nose feel a little heavier too. Did he teleport back in time and space?
He's feeling strange, like his body isn't really there, then he sees it, or better he sees him, them. There's Suguru Geto, his best friend, his (ex) boyfriend, alive (not so sure) and well, also in his old uniform and hairstyle. He's clearly younger, he's not the cult leader he himself killed a year before and he's not alone. Yaga sensei, Nanami, Haibara, Riko, Kuroi and even that Toji asshole are there too, but stuck in 2006.
All these people are dead, so I must be too is what Satoru wonders while his feelings are rampaging in his chest.
“Satoru? You shouldn't be here, go back to the living world, this is not your place to be.”
Is this what Suguru has to say after a year? After everything that happened between them? Is this how you greet your boyfriend after all that time?
“If you're trying to send me away again, you could, at least this time, use nicer words, don't you think? Well, I can't help it if I'm in heaven or hell or whatever this shit is. That fucker killed me, I can still feel my body cut in half, you're always so cruel to me Suguru.”
“It's kind of a purgatory in the shape of an airport, it's a place where souls are sorted on the basis of their attachment to life and acceptance of their death. But you shouldn't be dead Satoru, your head is still connected to your body, you could've run a RCT and heal yourself, so why are you here?”
The question rings loud in his brain, why didn't he heal? Why is he dead? Was his cursed energy that weak that he couldn't master the nth RCT in the last hour? He knew his brain was bleeding to death due to the strain on his body but this? Should he really be dead? He didn't even try to heal, he sported a smirk under the falling snowflakes and he was suddenly teleported to this supernatural dimension in his teen body.
“I… I didn't want to go back. If I think about it now, I didn't want to stay and struggle anymore. I thought I wanted to see you one last time and then I came here. I'm happy to see you too, Suguru.”
Suguru’s heart is doing flips and jumps in his chest at the sight of Satoru’s genuine smile, it's been 11 years since the last time and it's as astonishing as the first one. His legs are standing up in a flash and take him to hug Satoru so deeply and intensely that he could leave marks on his skin through his clothes.
“I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Toru. I should be sad that you're here, that you're dead, but… I can't help feeling so relieved now that we're finally reunited, I'm so selfish.”
Suguru’s voice is so feeble that only Satoru can listen to his despair, only Satoru can understand.
“I felt so lonely without you (I know). You weren't there (I know). I never ever once thought to replace you (I know). I missed you so bad I couldn't sleep at night because I had nightmares (I know). I thought it was my fault that you left me (I know). I wondered if I could join you someday and leave it all behi-”
“Cut it you faggots, do you really think we want to listen to your pathetic whines?”
As expected, Toji had to be homophobic and ruin the boyfriends’ reunion. Everybody other than the two lovebirds, even Nanami, turn around to face him with raging eyes:
“SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH OR DO YOU WANNA DIE AGAIN?”
“Can we-” Satoru’s ears become bright red for the embarrassing question he's going to ask: “Can we go to a quieter place? Only the two of us?”
Suguru’s heart aches for the little lovely pout he missed so much, how could he say no to his cute baby?
And then they were alone in a corner of the waiting room near the gates, the sound of smooches could be heard if you were near enough. They never once separate their mouths since they collided together the first time after ages. Satoru is eager, hungry, he wants to eat those plump lips altogether and he becomes sloppier and gasps for air between kisses. Suguru instead takes his sweet time to savour and tame those hurried lips, they have all the time in the world now, don't they?
“I hope this isn't a dream.”
This only sentence is enough to stir up something in Suguru’s soul, he's now determined to show his lover it's all real even if they're not in the living world anymore, they have another chance now and they can't waste it.
Their kisses become wetter and making out isn't enough anymore, they need more, so Suguru begins undressing and reveals his now naked chest marred with the X scar, a gift from Toji. But Satoru notices something new he never saw once when they fucked like rabbits in the Jujutsu high or wherever their lust hit in their balls.
“Suguru, your skin…”
“This is the skin of a killer, Satoru.”
His chest, stomach and arms glitter in the dark of that shaded spot they chose to be away from the others’ sight.
“I don't care if you killed people Suguru, I love you nevertheless.”
And they fucked like wolves in heat, like the main characters of a ABO fanfiction under the full moon and even though Satoru hated to be nutted inside when he wasn't home because it felt too sticky to bear, he let Suguru come inside him after all those years because they missed it so much they would've died again if they didn't do it.
Now they're running to take their flight to the South together and holding hands with a bright smile, knowing they would live in the afterlife together forever.
Their flight seems neverending and Satoru isn't feeling that well: his stomach is bloated, he has cramps and feels nauseous too, he wonders if they're symptoms of his splitted body in the real world.
“Suguru, can you massage my belly? I'm feeling strange… And I want strawberry parfait, do you think they have it on the plane?”
“What are you, Satoru? A pregnant woman? Maybe it's only an effect of the transpassing, you'll be well when we land. Wanna sleep on my chest?”
Suguru is caressing his aching tummy when he feels something moving under his hand. Without alarming Satoru too soon, he pays attention to his touch: is that a kick? Maybe it's some kind of a curse, but he chooses not to say anything yet.
“AHHHH SUGURU!”
The white haired boy is suddenly screaming in pain and tries to find in his lover's eyes some kind of relief or whatever, but Suguru is just as confused as him.
“Yaga sensei, please help, I don't know what's happening to him, he was fine until some minutes ag- OH MY GOD!”
Suguru's face becomes even more distressed as soon as he sees Satoru’s pants become wet because some kind of liquid is pouring down his body. What the fuck? What could it be?
He tries to recall all of the symptoms to get to a solution: stomach aches, cravings, bloated tummy, now there's water down his pants… No, that can't be, it’s impossible, it even defies the man body anatomy…
“You know the answer my dear student, don't you?” Yaga exhales a sigh.
“But it's not even nine months and he's a guy, he has a fucking dick! I've seen it and more than once!”
“Oh I'm sure you saw it since you got him pregnant.”
“I AM WHAT NOW? I DON'T EVEN HAVE A WOMB!” Satoru screams from the top of his lungs while holding his now big belly that really doesn't stop hurting.
“Maybe you were so absorbed in thinking about taking dick instead of paying attention to Yaga’s lessons about the afterlife. Time and space here don't work as in the real world, time flows faster even if you don't age or change and even supernatural phenomena can happen. Maybe Suguru nutting in your ass as soon as you got here wasn't the brightest and greatest idea… You have to give birth now.” Nanami is finally done with his judgemental speech and Suguru wants to dig himself a grave.
“Okay great, but this doesn't even solve the riddle: how and where this baby gets out from?” Oh you poor innocent Haibara, you shouldn't have asked that infamous question.
“I'm sure Satoru and everyone here knows from where…” Nanami covers his resigned eyes with his hand and waits for the prophecy to come true.
After some pushes and screams, Satoru finally gives birth to their baby with Suguru’s help. She’s an adorable kid with black hair and big ocean eyes, a perfect mix of her parents’ features.
“You did so well kitty, look at her, she has the same chubby cheeks as yours, what should we call her? We didn't have time to think about a name…”
Satoru is showered with reassuring kisses and finally relaxes against his boyfriend’s chest. It happened so suddenly he wasn't ready to become a dad again and this time isn't even an adoption, she’s his own daughter with half of his own genes.
Haibara is crying with joy and wishes the new family the happiest of the lives, Nanami and Riko are traumatized by what they had to witness and Yaga is fighting tears because he finally became a grandad. Toji can't help but laugh as a maniac for the bizarre event and Kuroi smacks his head to make him stop.
“I think we should call her Sugusato Gego, what do you think Gugu? You know, Megumi won't be happy to know he's the only boy among all these girls… I always thought you were the one to become a mother, I'm more of a dad, instead you care so much about people you love as a mother does with her children. I love that, you know?”
“It's a beautiful and fitting name kitty, maybe she has your six eyes… They're the same exact colour as yours. Wait… I think she's a lot heavier now and has more hair, or is it my impression?”
“I told you time here flows faster, didn't I?” Nanami was so done with their clueless asses.
In a couple of hours or even less, Sugusato becomes a 15 year old girl and no, Suguru wasn't ready at all to deal with a copy of Satoru’s brattyness and stubbornness.
“I told you dad, I'm gonna shit on that Sukuna cunt that killed you, it's not fair and he must die by my own hands. I have to avenge you pops! You can't stop me, I'm not dead and I can go back to the living world to split his ass in two!”
“But you can't use your six eyes and curse manipulation yet, you have no experience sweetie. Some things are only learned on the battlefield and you can't do RCT either! What if that shithead blows a mortal wound on you? Please stay here, we… We don't want to see you getting hurt, your dad's students are great sorcerers and they will succeed, please.” Suguru is basically begging his child not to die and she can't care less.
“Oh my god, it's as if I just lived in the Breaking Dawn book: I'm Bella and you're Edward Suguru and our daughter is Renesmee… What if she meets her Jacob down there? I'm not ready to be jealous yet!”
Yes, that's the white mophead biggest worry. No, he doesn't care about his daughter facing Sukuna because he knows she's gonna bleed him to death as soon as she sets foot in Shinjuku. She's the daughter of the strongest sorcerers that ever existed, of course she's even better than them! She'll learn to swim when she's thrown in the water!
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Sukuna feels his cursed energy output dropping down with every blow he takes from his hated nephew Yuji, but he doesn't care about it, he must win at all costs and quickly before he runs off his gears. A domain expansion, yes that's going to work, a binding vow will make Malevolent Shrine stronger. But someone else beats him to the punch:
“Ryōiki tenkai!”
Sukuna turns his head towards the unfamiliar voice, a woman? Is she a new sorcerer? The fog starts to dissolve and the greatest curse of all times feels shivers down his spine for the first time ever.
A pair of blue piercing neon eyes stare in his soul and are too unmistakable to not recognise.
“I'm gonna avenge my dad and I'll win, dickhead!”