|POLARITY| Gojo Satoru x Reader

22.

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Y/n's POV

I leap through the buildings, keeping my eyes open for any presence. But the streets are quiet. I guess it's normal since it's almost 3 am, but it still feels too quiet for the hell that broke loose. Most sorcerers left by now since they already announced the death of Geto Suguru and the retreat of his followers.

I never expected he'd be capable of something like this.

I launch my throwing knives towards a small curse, "Reversal spark." I charge the knives killing it with the current. I attract them back, wiping the blood that dirtied the blades on my sleeve.

My eyes look up, engulfed on the beautiful scenery here in Kyoto, most people evacuated, making it completely empty, only lit with dim lighting. It looks like an image out of a movie. I like the quietness; I missed quiet.

The hair on the back of my head lifts up, and my senses heighten when I feel a presence behind me. I don't doubt, launching my knives to it. I quickly look back, my eyes widening at the familiar figure.

It's him. I can't deny there is a nostalgic feeling in my chest as I see him. Its been 10 years after all.

"Gojo Satoru?" I hold his stare. His blue eyes are even brighter than I remember but, something seems off.

"Long time no see, Y/n..." He smiles, not even glancing at the knives stuck to his barrier. I attract them back to me. My eyes study his figure. He is different; taller, he doesn't look like the kid I remember.

"They told me you were stationed in Tokyo..." I say, taking a step closer but a bad feeling installs at the mouth of my stomach.

"Is that why you went to Kyoto... Were you scared?" He smiles arrogantly as he takes a step closer too.

I scoff. "Why would I be scared of you, don't you remember? I'm supposed to be your leash." I try to lighten the mood, smiling back at him.

His smile falls down. "Why would I be scared of a dog that ran with its tail between her legs?" My smile dillutes down. The rooftop starts feeling small for both of us as he walks closer, but I don't take a step back anymore. "Why did you leave?"

Is he insane again?

"You still seem to think that I make my own decisions." The nostalgia that filled me at first turns to something cold.

 I don't know why for a second I thought we could have a normal conversation.

"Ah... so the elders. Don't you get tired of it, being their little bitch?" His tone hurts, he is mocking me.

I can feel my face get rigid with anger. My head clouding with rage. Is he arrogant now, Is he out of his mind or did power change him to this?

"I guess there is nothing you can really do about being their little plaything; besides killing all of them." He says, stopping in front of me. "If you could, of course." He teases, and I feel the thread that was holding me back snap.

I want to get that cocky fucking look off his face.

"You sound just like Geto... No wonder you guys are friends." I pause, still considering if I should finish my sentence. "Well... I guess it's were now." I say, facing away from him, ready to leave before I do something I really regret. I look back up just to find him standing in front of me again. Well shit. He is faster now. His chin is lifted as he looks down at me with a death stare. I guess I hit a nerve. "Oh, I'm sorry... too soon?"