(A/N: Guys I know that Ryōmen isn't Sukuna's first name nor his surname, it's more of a title that means two-faced, but for story progression I'll use it as his first name.)
It was past midnight when they met in the training grounds and Yuuji was a bit anxious.
He couldn't shake away this weird feeling from him, she didn't look like a bad person nor a deranged one, maybe a bit when she fought.
So why was he felling this anxious, and to add to his anxiety Sukuna kept suggesting him creepy and filthy outcomes.
This demon never shut up, did he?
He saw her waiting for him, the woman was perched on a tree, playing with her long hair as she thoughtfully stared at the night sky, she looked sad.
Then she spotted him and let herself drop from the branch she was seated on.
"Itadori, you came! I thought you'd chicken out." she started playfully.
"Me? Chicken out? No way in hell!" he proudly puffed his chest.
"Alright here's the deal, I need you to let me talk with Sukuna." she suddenly announced just as if it was nothing, she still had that playful expression on her face, but something was telling him she was serious.
"Ehhh? Kurosaki, it's dangerous he might lash out on you!" he answered taken aback.
"Don't worry, he won't and even if he did, you'd be able to switch with him in a flash." she added with confidence, how could she be so sure that he wouldn't hurt her.
"I promise I will explain later, so please Itadori." she slightly bowed while asking him this weird request.
"Okay, but you'll explain me all of it." he complied while closing his eyes and taking the metaphorical back seat.
Tattoos appeared all over his body and he was no longer there, Sukuna was the one holding the reins now.
He rapidly closed the distance between him and the necromancer.
"And what makes you think that I won't hurt you, human?" his hand gripped around her jaw, squishing her cheeks and forcing her too look at him.
She just waved him off and snickered.
"Because I know you like the back of my hand, and I know you need me to do something for you." she added smirking at him.
"How did you-?" he was confused, he didn't tell her shit.
"I told you already, I know you like the back of my hand..." Shinzo added with wit while poking him in his forehead.
"Know your place woman."he clicked his tongue while glaring at her.
She was clearly enjoying teasing him. He should've been mad at her, but instead he found himself somewhat amused at this human's antics.
"Yes, I missed you too, also I'm here to refuse your request." she casually added, pinching her nails.
"Why you-" he grabbed onto her arm, but she didn't even flinch.
"I won't bring your body back, even if I would enjoy making fun of you in your true form..." she clicked her tongue while explaining her reasons.
"You would use it to cause havoc and destruction, and I'm against it..." she continued her explanation.
"Then what's the whole point of having a body! I mean I could still fu-" Shinzo interrupted him before he could end his vulgar sentence.
"However! Because I'm a generous deity I will offer you another pact." she concluded offering her hand, just as she did 10 years ago.
'Jesus Christ I'm getting the biggest deja vu' he held his head in his hands.
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𝓝𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻 [r.sukuna]
Fanfiction"You are going to teach me how to defeat those monsters and in exchange..." She would probably offer her soul, humans often did that and that would be the bare minimum after all she had put him through. And at the end of the day he was still the kin...