Warped bullet (SukuFushi)

Curse

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-Megumi Pov-

As I sat against the wall, I could hear a muffled voice from inside the room. Sukuna must be speaking right now. I leaned over and slightly opened the door so I could hear better. "...And to all the people to who I caused harm, I'm sorry," Sukuna said. "To my parents, I'm sorry," He continued his apology. 

"Though there is nothing I can do now about everything I've done, I want everyone to know that if I could bring them back, I would." He said. "I know throwing me in jail will provide closure for the families of the people I killed. I hope it does. I'm a monster, I killed people for no reason. I killed my own little brother. He meant the world to me and I don't know the real truth behind why I shot him, but there are no explanations I could give to justify my actions." He said.

I could hear his voice tremble after mentioning Itadori. My grip on the door tightened as well. "My brother was a good person. He always has been. He... meant a lot to a lot of people. When I heard he died, I didn't know what to think. For hurting him, for hurting all of you, I hope I get the worst sentence. I don't want a shorter one. I don't deserve it." He explained.

My eyes flooded with tears. I took a sharp breath in. "Ten," I said quietly. I started counting to calm myself down. "Nine, eight, seven, six," I continued. With each number I would take a deep breath in and then let it out slowly. "five, four, three," 

"And with that, I really am sorry." I heard Sukuna say from inside the room. I started to get drowsy. My eyelids grew heavy. "Two..." I said in a hushed tone. "One," I finished. I closed my eyes and slumped forward. I suddenly felt absolutely exhausted. 

I stood up groggily and made my way to the exit of the building while my hand grazed the wall for support along the way. I opened the door and was hit with cool fresh air. I went back to the open field I sat in before. I flopped down on the plush grass and breathed in the fresh scented air. I closed my eyes for a moment. I saw a familiar smile. "Get up... Fushiguro... You can't give up just yet." The once bubbly voice said, flooding my ears with the familiar tone in his voice.

I sat up and opened my eyes. I lifted my hand off the ground and flexed it. I opened and closed my fist while staring at my palm. 'Was that real?' I questioned in my head. Something told me to look to my left and I did. 

In the clearing in the trees, I saw someone I never thought I'd see again. Itadori. He wore a black yukata with a red obi tieing it together. He stepped out from the darkness. He looked so different. "I-itadori?" I asked all the while my voice began to tremble, my knees felt weak as I stood up and my hands were shaky. I ran over to him ignoring everything I could feel in my body while screaming his name.

I wrapped my arms around him I held him tight fearing that if I let go he would disappear again. "I'm so sorry. I''m sorry. I'm sorry." I repeated. "It's not your fault Fushiguro." He said calmly. "You mean so much to me and I'm so sorry I never told you, I acted like our friendship meant nothing to me but it really meant everything to me," I said. "I know, you always acted cold but there was a little warmth." He said. 

"Forgive me... Please Itadori." I begged. "You were never at fault for anything that happened." He said again. "It was my fault," I said. "You're not the one who pulled the trigger. You were just as much of a victim as I was." He explained. "You're still a victim now. It was my brother's fault. It was his fault I died. It was he who hurt the two of us... but I can see you love him." He said.

"Why is that, Fushiguro?" He asked. "I've been watching you since I died, while kind of died, I can read your emotions now, I don't have to guess. Tell me, why do you love him?" He questioned.