Chapter one

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Third person POV
Saturo kneeled down beside his dead friends body, even though no one could see his tears, the silver haired male was crying. Grieving over the lost of his ex-lover and friend. 'Damn you Suguru. Why couldn't you have just came back willingly!?' he thought to himself, finally standing up an turning away from the corps of Suguru Geto.

Unknownest to anyone, Gojo had subconsciously crused Geto. Somewhere not to far from where the dead ex-sorceres body layed, shadows stared morphing into a three head curse that was fully made of shadows. The curse watched as Gojo walked away, deciding to take it's chance at being close towards the corps; multiple eyes stared at it's once human form.

The curse let out a low growling sound, before, morphing itself to take the form of its former self. After many test runs, there stood Suguru Geto in all his glory. But, his hands still looked like the shadows he emerged from, just with claws. He turned his head, taking notice that Gojo wasn't that just yet. And, he set off.

Finding refuge in Saturo's shadow, the curse now know as Geto, watched his former friend and lover speak with others. After speaking for what felt like hours, Gojo decided to head back to Jujutsu high, to inform principal yaga and the higher ups that Suguru was dead. With his infinity still up, he teleported inside his dorm room to get himself cleaned up.

Geto decided that now was a good time to slither into the shadows of Gojo's room, taking refuge in the most darkest place. Dull purple eyes watched as the strongest undressed an head towards his own bathroom. A low broken purring sound admitted from the special grade curse as he stayed in the shadows. Happy with such a view he had, Geto scanned over everything inside Gojo's room, making sure nothing were to harm the silver haired man.

Authors note; this is my first fanfic and i hope you all enjoy it ^w^

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