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Yuta sits with his head in his hands, exasperated with Gojo sensei.
A few minutes earlier.
One moment he was talking with a vendor, that sold specialty cursed weapons. next thing he knew he felt the ping of gojos cursed energy, which only happened right before teleporting. kinda like a lightning strike.
Wide eyed he picked up the katana, and quickly put down enough for the blade. with a little extra for the attention sensei would surely attract.
He put down the money right in time for Gojo to grab him, and teleport away.
He blinks and finds himself, with a Quick Look around back in Japan.
“Yuta! I found myself unexpectedly free for a change, and I thought you might have felt homesick!”Gojo says cheerfully, messing up Yutas hair that took forever to style.
Despite himself, Yuta smiles at Gojo. despite the suddenness of it, he did miss Japan and not to boost his ego Gojo too.
“You couldn’t have given me a second? I was in the middle of buying something.”Yuta says smiling exasperated.
“Nope!”Gojo says walking away pulling him along “tell me everything kid, it’s been a bit since we had time to chat.”
They talk for a bit not really walking anywhere in particular. Yuta is in the middle of describing a move he learned, when gojos phone beeps in the pattern, he knows from experience is used only for important information.
Gojo puts his hand in his pocket, and taps the screen on. not bothering to pretend to need to pull it out, to look at it.
He sighs defeated, when he reads the message.
“Be good! this will hopefully only take like, ten minutes.”Gojo says tapping him gently on the cheek in goodbye, and teleporting away.
Yuta stares frozen at where Gojo once was.
“Did he seriously just leave me here?”Yuta whispers to himself, a bead of sweat running down his forehead.
Back to present.
He’s sitting on one of the random benches in the park he’s in, tapping his fingers impatiently on his thighs.
He know sensei could find him easily anywhere in Japan, especially cause of his loud cursed energy signature. so he hadn’t bothered to stay where he was, and found a nice natural area to wait in.
He scrolls mindlessly on his phone, responding to a couple of the memes toge spammed in the group chat.
He looks up periodically out of habit, scanning his surroundings.
He almost jumps when he looks up,and finds a boy his age stumbling his way from the tree line.
He gapes slightly, wide eyed at how super model gorgeous he is, before he processes the fresh wounds littered all over him. and weirdly enough, he’s caked in gold glitter.
The boy sits down heavily, on the other side of the bench.
He digs through his back pack looking for something, and curses softly when he pulls out an empty plastic sandwich bag.
He rummages again, pulling out a frankly obscenely large first aid kit.
Yuta tilts his head, wondering how that fit in that small school bag.
The boy starts clumsily trying to treat his injuries, his hands shaking slightly from the sudden loss of adrenaline.
Yuta nervously thinks for a second.
“Hey you need some help with that? I’ve taken a few first aid classes, so I know what I’m doing.”Yuta says nervous Infront of someone so intensely handsome.
He almost repeats himself in English, when he embarrassingly remembers the obvious foreign features.
The boy looks him over for second.
“That would be great, thanks man my adrenaline is crashing rapidly.”the boy says with a sheepish chuckle, in surprisingly good Japanese.
Yuta scoots closer to him putting on hand sanitizer, and silently asking permission before inspecting his wounds.
The boy pulls his shirt up, showing him the only wound covered by his clothes, as well as the worst injury.
Yuta absently notes the severe scaring, on most of the skin uncovered.
Yuta hums worried.
“This needs stitches.”Yuta says looking at the boy seriously, pointing at the cut on his side.
The boy hums in disagreement, riffling through his first aid kit, and pulling out a replacement for stitches. a zip tie thing, that pulls the wound closed.
“This should be enough.”the boy says passing them over.
Yuta concedes to his point getting disinfectant, and Cotten balls, and gently starting to clean the wound. blushing slightly at the defined abs, he rests one of his hands on.
The boy clenches his jaw, the only sign of pain. Yuta apologizes anyway, trying to be as gentle as possible.
When’s he’s done he takes the replacement stitches, and lines them up.
He counts down, before pulling the wound shut.
He’s once again surprised at the teens pain tolerance, that had to hurt.
He remembers the many scars, and concedes that he’s just used to it.
He quickly bandages the wound, wanting to stop touching the chiseled muscles, before he explodes.
The boy smirks slightly, noticing the blush.
The teen digs through the bag again, pulling out a spare shirt that he swaps out with quickly.
Yuta looks away giving him privacy, flustered at the casual way he took off his shirt.
When he looks back, Yuta looks curiously at the lettering on the faded orange shirt. trying to think of what language that could be, but not finding anything.
“It’s a dialect of Greek.”the boy says when he notices where his eyes have wandered too.
“Do you know a lot of languages then?”yuta asks starting to clean, and bandage his other less serious wounds.
“Mhm it’s pretty normal at the summer camp I go too. we all learn Greek, and GSL but it’s tradition to learn the birth language of everyone in your cabin.”the boy says, fidgeting with his shirt with the arm not currently held in Yutas grasp.
“Oh! That’s interesting is that why you know Japanese?”Yuta asks curiously, head tilted innocently tying off a bandage.
Hes impressed, he must go to a pretty high end summer camp if it’s normal to learn that many languages.
“Oh no I learned it in preparation for coming here.”the boy says.
“Hmm What’s your name by the way? I’m okkotsu yuta.”Yuta says suddenly remembering that he hadn’t asked.
“Perseus, but you can call me Percy.”Percy says with a ruggish grin, his eyes almost glowing in the sun.
Yuta blushes nervously, swallowing his accumulated spit.
God hes really pretty, his eyes are such an enchanting shade of green.
Yuta looks, and notices that the last cut is on Percy’s cheek.
Oh no it was bad enough bandaging his side, he knows from experience how intimate treating someone’s face is!
He shakes himself slightly when he remembers maki doing that to him, he can still remember her firm hold on his jaw.
He silent asks permission, and gently holds Percy’s jaw to hold him in place, to clean the cut.
His skin is warm in the way a beach is warm, pleasant.
Percy is looking him in the eye intently, he sneaks a hand to the wrist of the hand on his jaw, he rubs a thumb to the pulse point.
“Are you nervous? Your heart is beating pretty quickly.”Percy says in a slow drawl.
Yuta makes an overwhelmed tiny whiny sound, and let’s go quickly to get the bandage.
Was that flirting? It couldn’t have been right? no hes just charming that’s all.
He determinedly puts the bandage on, changing the topic.
“So how did you get so beat up anyway?”Yuta says after clearing his throat.
“I got attacked by a couple monsters, while I was searching for something my cousin sent me to find.”Percy says honestly.
Yuta finishes treating him, and looks at Percy a furrow in his brow.
He was pretty sure Percy wasnt a sorcerer, his cursed energy flowed like a non sorcerer, but now he wasnt so sure.
He consentrated hard on Percy’s cursed energy, now not distracted.
He almost jumps out of his skin, when he properly consentrates on it.
He was right Percy had non sorcerer cursed energy, but that wasn’t all there was.
It didn’t feel human, like cursed energy did. it didn’t feel like something you could look at, and study, and quantify like cursed energy did.
It felt he was next to the ocean, it felt like the horror stories people said about open water, it felt like if he dived in he would be a tiny spec in a vast consciousness.
He felt kinda like Gojo sensei did, when he was angry, and let his energy flow around him but somehow worse.
“Hey okkotsu Buddy, you’re kinda staring off into space.”Percy says amused, snapping his fingers in front of him.
He blinks registering that he’s been staring at Percy, not saying anything.
“I’m sorry.”yuta says burying his head in his hands.
That’s so embarrassing! he’s probably creeped out now.
“You’re good dude.”Percy says even more amused, laughing gently not in a cruel way, in a teasing way.
“Hey what kind of sword is that, katana right?”Percy says changing the topic, looking at the katana leaning against the bench.
For a second, yuta wonders what the hell hes talking about. it couldn’t be the sword he just bought, that had a specialty seal crafted into it. that worked kinda like cursed spirits, so non sorcerers couldn’t see it, surely not that.
Yuta looks at where Percy is looking, and breathes shakily.
Oh god is the seal not working? No one else on the walk here looked at it though!
“Oh um sorry, that most look really weird that I’m walking around with a katana. I’m learning how to use it.”yuta says weakly.
“I get it I don’t have it on me right now, but the amount of times I’ve forgotten to put away my xiphos in public is astounding.”Percy’s says easily with a commiserating grin.
“Oh I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a xiphos before.”yuta says very happy with the easy acceptance, and the chance for a topic change.
Percy puts a hand out near the katana handle, silent asking with an eyebrow if he can hold the sword.
Yuta agrees easily, it’s not like it’s at all easy to damage anyway.
“It’s a Greek sword.”Percy says in answer to earlier, eyes focused on the engraved blade.
Percy whistle appreciatively, when he sees the design on the blade.
“This is very well made.”percy says with a hum running, a thumb over the engraved seals.
There’s a minute of silence, before Percy awkwardly continues the conversation.
“So you waiting for someone, or something?”Percy asks handing him the katana back handle first.
Yuta puts it back in its sheath, almost dropping it when his fingers grazed Percys.”
“I’m waiting for my sensei he brought me here, and then had to leave suddenly, and just left me here.”yuta says sighing miserably, thinking back to earlier.
“Thats rough.”Percy says with a commiserating look, before pulling out his phone and checking the time.
Yuta stares curiously, at the weird bronze-ish metal the phone is comprised off.
How odd he wonders what metal that even is, it looks kinda like copper but for some reason hes pretty sure it’s not.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a model like that.”yuta says looking at the weird glowing carvings on the seams.
He wonders if they mean anything, or if they’re just decorations.
“You wouldn’t have my friend, and a bunch of his siblings worked together to make it. I’m actually holding one of the only finished ones, I’m basically trail running it.”Percy says distracted by whatever he’s looking at.
Seeing Percy’s phone gives yuta an idea.
Yuta hesitantly pulls out his phone, hyping himself up to ask.
“Hey- would you want to trade numbers?”yuta says nervousness making his hands sweaty.
Percy looks at him a little wide eyed, before grinning.
“That would be great I don’t have a lot of mor- friends that aren’t from camp, fair warning though, I’m only gonna be in Japan for like a day.”Percy says stumbling over his words for a second.
“Oh that still works, I’m only in Japan for a visit im actually doing a study in Africa.”yuta says pulling up his contact list, and handing Percy his phone to put his number in.
He actually agreed! Hopefully not out of like pity or anything.
Percy carefully puts in his number, and quickly takes a selfie to put as his contact, before handing it back.
Yuta looks at the contact photo, blushing at the dimpled grin.
“Type in any language you want, my phone automatically changes it to Greek anyways.”Percy says with a shrug.
“Woah how well is the translation?”yuta asks typing a quick message to Percy, so he can get his number.
That’s pretty cool for a custom phone honestly.
Percy’s phone dings, he tilts his phone so yuta can see the screen, and he types something using Greek letters. Then scrolls through options, and presses Japanese.
Yuta looks at his own phone seeing in Japanese ‘hey okkotsu it’s Percy’.
Huh that worked pretty well, he wonders if he would share whatever coded translater it is, it would be a huge help in Africa.
“Does that answer your question? One of my Friends father is really good with languages, he practically blessed the phone.”Percy says with a secretive smile, like he’s laughing at a hidden joke.
The light around the trees gets really bright for a second, causing yuta to put a hand over his eyes.
When he looks up Percy is glaring at the tree line. weird he thinks.
“Sorry okkotsu but I have to go my cousin just connected me, I’ll text you later?”percy says standing up quickly, wearing a sheepish look on his face.
Odd, he didn’t look at his phone before saying that.
“O-oh yes! I’ll text you later good luck finding whatever you were looking for!”yuta says while Percy starts to run back into the tree line.
When hes sure Percy is out of sight, yuta slumps down burying his head in his hands.
God a hot guy talked to me and I acted like a total dork! Yuta thinks crazed.
He looks at his phone, looking at Percy’s contact.
He did give me his number though, so I must not have acted like a total creep, he thinks with a pleased smile.
Gojo ends up finding him a few minutes, later hes thankful Gojo didn’t see him make a fool out of himself.
When he’s in his bed back In Africa, he grins to himself promising to find the courage to message him later.