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Fushiguro Megumi rose from his chair and rubbed his aching side.
“Oh, damn...”
It's been a while after horrible events during their competition with the students of Kyoto Jujutsu High, and his bruises were still in pain.
Megumi looked out of the window. It was getting dark, but he didn't want to do anything, so he just flopped onto his bed.
He could finally have a tranquil evening without any investigations and teachers' questions about recent events. Fushiguro was going to resume the reading of his book about samurai battles which had been given to him by Gojo-sensei. He purchased it during his business trip in Hokkaido.
He opened the book and skimmed through it. Unfortunately, Megumi couldn't remember the place he stopped reading, so he sadly flipped the book over, getting ready to read the beginning of the chapter again. Fushiguro loudly sighed, now he wasn't in the mood for reading at all. He fidgeted on his bed and raised the book over himself trying to find any illustrations in it.
There was a jumble of thoughts in his head, and they were all switching from one event to another until they stopped at the moment where everything began. Megumi realized he got angry again, and it's because of one idiot who managed to come back from the world of death in a too solemn way.
He didn't explain anything, and he didn't even try to, he just showed up as if nothing had happened. “What was he thinking about?”
“What an idiot.” Fushiguro mumbled.
“Eh? Who, me?”
Megumi jerked on his bed, dropping his thick book which immediately hit his nose. He threw it away as if he had tried to take revenge on it. Then he sat up and surprisingly shook his head. There was Itadori Yuuji's face behind an ajar door, he had a foolish smirk from ear to ear.
“Fushiguro, we'll ente-”
“Move your ass, why did you get stuck, idiot.” It was Kugisaki Nobara’s ringing voice. She rapidly slapped Yuuji, making him dash into Fushiguro’s room. Nobara followed him with a pace of queen ignoring Itadori who splayed out on the floor.
“We came to you to have company, Fushiguro.” she smiled and waved a packet of tangerines.
Megumi made the most convincingly unpleasant expression on his face. Although he was very happy with seeing his friends at heart, there was no way he could get rid of feeling that their visit may spell some nuisances, and tangerines may appear to be completely sour.
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“And that's what we experienced. I didn't understand what had happened as well, but Todo and I haven't seen that curse anymore.” Once again, Yuuji retold how Gojo breathtakingly used his technique.
Megumi pursed his lips with dismay, he still regretted not being able to stay with Itadori. Yes, he was accompanied by the strongest senpai; however, it could end up tragically anyway. He didn't want to lose him again...
In addition, Fushiguro felt envious, because Itadori had an opportunity to watch Gojo-sensei’s “purple” so closely. “Besides, he's got much stronger without me.”
“You know, I'm so glad you two were revealed to be alive.” Nobara suddenly said.
Megumi looked at her, trying to spot the usual sarcasm in her words, but she said it sincerely, as though in fact she had been extremely worried about them.
“Well, as for me, I'm no longer going to die,” Itadori mumbled, settling himself down on bed, near Fushiguro. He unceremoniously took one of the gifted tangerines. “And I hope that you two have similar plans!” He said the last sentence while having a peep at Fushiguro.
“It’s nice to hear. What’s more, we’ve had enough of deaths,” Kugisaki gave Yuuji an undesirable slap. "I certainly don’t plan to die until my first kiss.”
Fushiguro couldn’t help noticing that today Nobara was being surprisingly frank. The events, which took place during the exchange, shocked her to the core and traumatized. Presumably, she was even shocked not by the attack of curses on the school, but by the attack of Kyoto students on Yuuji. After such stresses and strains she didn’t even notice how she had tagged along with Itadori, and the same is with Megumi now.
“Damn, she definitely loves us very much.” Fushiguro smiled. Everything was getting better.
“Yeah, I also realized I had already died being a virgin, so if I have to die again, I'll try to kiss some pretty girl at least.” Itadori was blushing fidgeting with a tangerine in his hand.
Or not, Megumi suddenly got afraid.
“Why do I have an impression that you’ll never have it?” Kugisaki mischievously chuckled.
“Well, unfortunately, it’s getting more dangerous at school…” Yuuji started to make excuses, but then he understood the meaning of her words. “Hey hey hey, wait, you want to say that you have more chances to make out first? Why would it be so?” Itadori indignantly yelled, but got slapped by Fushiguro. “Do you have a crush on someone?” He asked more silently this time.
“Well, maybe I do, it’s not your business!” Nobara grumbled and turned away.
They finally shut their mouths up. Nobara was sitting observing the interior of the room while Yuuji was struggling with his tangerine. “What a bunch of bullshit.” Fushiguro thought. He's never kissed anyone as well, but the idiotic idea of the necessary first kiss before death would never cross his mind.
If you have the person you love, you kiss them.
If you don't — you don't.
“Everything is simple.”
“Kugisakі-і-і-і…” There was a touch of a genius discovery in Itadori’s voice.
“What?”
“You're a girl, aren't you?”
“Are you an idiot, or what? Have you just noticed?” Nobara loudly remarked and leaned forward to reach Yuuji's nape, but he swiftly dodged the threat.
“No, I always knew it, I just thought that-”
Kugisaki and Fushiguro goggled at Itadori with the terrified expressions on their faces.
“No, never!” they yelled in unison.
Yuuji was fidgeting with the tangerine, and Megumi couldn’t stand it anymore, so he snatched the fruit out of his hand. “What are you even thinking about, an idiot with idiotic ideas?”
“But this way you’ll get your first kiss.” Yuuji insisted.
“Why did you decide I’m gonna die? Though, you know, I’d rather die than have a first kiss with you!”
“Oh c'mon,” Yuuji frowned. “I’m not such a bad guy, and upon training with me, you’ll be able to amaze your future lover by priceless experience.”
“You’re horrible, and your idea is a total failure!”
Megumi was on the verge of making them go away from his room, but he didn’t want them to continue to discuss the topic without him. He neatly peeled the tangerine, took two of its segments and hastily stuffed them into Yuuji’s mouth trying to shut him up.
“O, Ffushiguro!” Yuuji babbled, chewing the citrus. Apparently, he remembered that Kugisaki and he aren’t alone in this room.
“No, don’t involve me into your idiotic conversations.”
“ … Have you ever kissed someone?” Yuuji ignored his despair.
“I don’t wanna answer.”
Fushiguro was trying to hide his face so that Yuuji didn’t see his cheeks flush. “How on earth did it end up with Itadori asking him about kisses?” Now Megumi was bound to finish this conversation before some of them said something inappropriate. “They can kiss on their own, even for the whole night, unstoppably; moreover…”
He cast a look at Kugisaki, and her smirk looked like Grinch’s who successfully steals Christamas. Her eyes gleamed with malicious flare. “No, don’t you dare!”
“I have a wonderful idea, you’re gonna like it!”
“Don’t you dare!”
“O, which one?” Itadori instantly showed an interest.
“If you two kiss, I’ll kiss each of you in my turn.” Kugisaki blurted out. She hardly stifled her laugh.
“Wh-a-a-at?” Itadori whined as if he had been given a packet of salad instead of a Christamas present.
“So you said it…” Fushiguro anxiously mumbled and ate up the leftovers of the tangerine. The fruit was actually sour, and he thought he wanted to cry.
Fushiguro and Nobara exchanged glares:
“How could you?”
“You’ll thank me later!”
Despite all efforts, nothing will work out with such a weak plan. Itadori would never kiss Megumi, even if he had to be given artificial respiration.
Yuuji made a deep sigh, and Megumi hardly suppressed his wish to turn to him and show his scarlet face.
“But I wanted to kiss a girl...”
“If you kiss Fushiguro, I'll be your first and pretty girl!”
“You've changed your mind too fast, where's the catch?”
“There isn’t any catch, she just enjoys annoying me.” Fushiguro thought. He knew what Kugisaki was doing. The girl was too smart. In addition, as Itadori remarked, she was a girl, and it means that the concept of people’s feelings was something like second nature to her.
Now it seems that she was just teasing Megumi, issuing a challenge to him to check his courage.
“Dare you?”
“Fushiguro?” Itadori suddenly got closer.
“What? No!”
“But, Fushiguro, this is such a perfect chance…”
“No, never!” Megumi turned away from him as far as he could.
“Dare you?”
“I do want to kiss a girl at least one time before I die again.”
“Why on earth are you going to die?” Fushiguro snapped and turned to Yuuji, he couldn’t hold back his emotions anymore. “Besides, why is my first kiss supposed to be with you?”
“Aha, so it’ll be your first one!”
Damn, it can’t be Megumi being so weak that he can’t even resist either Kugisaki’s mischievous plan or Itadori who’s getting closer?
He couldn’t believe what was going on.
Kugisaki was sitting opposite to him with a smirk which symbolized her victory. And by Fushiguro’s side, in a quite dangerous closeness to him, was Itadori, who had no doubt about kissing Megumi in a very short time.
“You’re also my first kiss, Megumi-kun.” Yuuji whispered it either playfully or seriously. There was a centimeter between his and Megumi’s lips, and he closed his eyes.
His face was all innocent, but utterly tempting as well.
Fushiguro lost it through and through.
Now there was nothing to do but make Kugisaki regret her action.
Megumi closed his eyes waiting for the brush of Yuuji's lips.
“You think it’ll be a subtle kiss, and you expect the same from Itadori? Eat shit!”
There was nothing for a few seconds, and he decided to open one eye to make sure Yuuji was okay. According to the color of his face, this kiss wasn’t as easy for Yuuji as it initially may have seemed to be.
Eventually, Yuuji dared to lean forward, and Fushiguro felt his chapped lips. It was an awkward and subtle touch, so Megumi kissed him gently as well.
“But now I won’t let you go.”
When Itadori finally backed off, Megumi put his hand on Itadori’s nape and sharply pulled him towards his lips to kiss him more persistently and passionately.
A characteristic smacking sound resonated through the silence which reigned in the room. Once again, Fushiguro kissed Itadori on the mouth trying to achieve a mutual kiss. After the third attempt, Itadori kissed him back.
The touch of their lips was getting hotter and wetter, and Itadori slightly opened his mouth to let Fushiguro’s tongue in.
Here it is, the lightest touch on Yuuji was enough to make Megumi dizzy. In spite of the fact that their kiss lasted only a few seconds, it was like eternity for Fushiguro. He didn’t want to let Itadori go, but at the same time he didn’t want to make him afraid. “Everything must have its measure so that Yuuji didn’t suspect anything.”
“Hey… guys…”
Megumi stopped kissing Itadori, he glanced at his face which was all red. Fushiguro’s cheeks had the same color. The silence of the room was filled by two loud heartbeats. Even Kugisaki was gaping at them, she’s gone bright red.
“Ahem.” Yuuji uttered to check his voice. He was so worried that he didn’t even know where he should direct his eyes.
“Damn, I must have gone over the top.” Fushiguro got upset.
Yuuji squirmed from side to side as if he had tried to remember why he was actually here. His eyes fell on Kugisaki’s awkward expression. He cheered up.
“Hey, Kugisaki, now it’s your turn!” Yuuji shyly exclaimed, fiddling with covers under him. “K-keep your promise!”
Nobara had barely opened her mouth to refuse when Yuuji rushed to her in no time.
“W-wait, Itadori!” she shouted, dodging Itadori and trying to cover his attacking lips with her palm. “You can kiss like a gorilla only with Fushiguro, but with girls you must behave more delicately!”
Her eyes fell on Megumi, and she smirked.
“Look how it must be done!”
The girl carefully put her hand on Itadori’s cheek and pulled herself towards him, closing her eyes.
"Kiss slowly and gently."
Itadori followed her advice and softly pressed his lips to hers one time, two times, three times. The kiss deepened.
The seconds passed, and Megumi heard wet sounds from them. He felt very nervous.
“Did this idiot really slip his tongue into her mouth?”
Yuuji finally moved backwards and clumsily rubbed his neck.
“It was pleasant, my first kiss with a girl.” He murmured and smiled a content smile.
“Hey, why didn't you say anything about our kiss?” Megumi fumed at his frustrating thoughts. “Didn’t you care?”
“You’re not a bad kisser, Itadori.” Nobara answered humorously, but still in a sheepish way.
“I already have some experience, you know.” Yuuji awkwardly joked.
“What’s the romantic atmosphere about?” Fushiguro was extremely dejected. He didn’t expect anything special from Itadori, but his indifference towards their kiss and happiness about making out with Kugisaki were the last straw.
Megumi looked away. His sadness was worsening, and he didn’t even notice how the noisy couple started to silently watch him instead of exchanging compliments.
“What?” He wasn’t in the mood anymore, but his friends didn’t take their eyes off him. “N-no!”
“C’mon.” Itadori grinned and pushed him to the girl.
“Don’t be such a nerd.” Kugisaki gave him a slap on the back.
“Damn. Now I have to do it.”
According to Kugisaki’s expression, she also wasn’t excited about the idea of kissing Megumi.
“It was you who started it, why did your face fall?”
There was an awkward pause, Fushiguro was trying to suppress his dismay, and it was exceedingly hard, because Yuuji was too close, and he didn’t take his eyes off them. Megumi came up to him to give him one more slap.
“Don't stare at us.”
Itadori got offended. He stuffed the tangerine into his mouth and instantly winced.
“It’s sour!”
It wasn’t sweet for Megumi either, but he got closer to Nobara’s lips and softly touched them.
“Ммм…”
He couldn’t deny that it was more pleasant to kiss a girl rather than a boy. Starting from soft gentle lips and ending with a faint vanilla fragrance of shampoo. Everything was desirable in Kugisaki.
But is it comparable to the first kiss with the person you like?
Still being a gentleman, he slightly slid his lips along Nobara’s unlike someone who tried to stick his tongue into her mouth.
Kugisaki kissed him back the same way. She didn’t launch an initiative. On the contrary, she gave him room for maneuver. Despite Megumi not feeling identical arousal which he experienced while kissing Itadori, he intensely liked these feelings.
They gently brushed each other with their lips again and again, and they lost in time.
“Oi, oi, I think it’s enough for both of you,” Fushiguro could feel Yuuji dragging him away from Nobara. “Don’t get keen on kisses.”
“Itadori, are you jealous or what?” Nobara asked, pressing her fingers to her slightly swollen lips.
“I’ll be jealous only when hell freezes over!”
Fushiguro was eyeing Yuuji who seemed to be even more flushed than during kisses. “Does he like watching or something?”
The thoughts of Yuuji’s perverted mind were followed by a wave of panic which suddenly swept Megumi; he realized what they had just been doing.
How could he let himself be involved in it?
“What if something is really off with me?”
Itadori and Kugisaki were discussing something enthusiastically. It could be even thought that they hadn’t been embarrassed about the fact that they kissed a few minutes ago.
“Hey, get out of my room,” Fushiguro got up and started to angrily push his friends away. “Why is everyone always coming into my room?”
The couple grumbled for a while, but obediently made their way to the door.
“Good night, Megumi-kun.” Nobara purred and left the room with her queen pace. Yet, Itadori stopped right next to the door and sharply turned around to see Megumi. He still had blush on his cheeks, and he was fiddling with his hoodie. It looked like he was quite concerned.
Yuuji raised his glance and looked right into Megumi’s eyes.
“My first kiss, thank you, Fushiguro.” Then he disappeared behind the door.
Megumi froze. How is it possible to focus on the book about samurai battles after this? It seems to him that he’s gonna have one more sleepless night.
“Damn it.”
“Thank you too, Itadori.”