"SATORU, YOU CAN'T RAISE A kid just because Suguru did,""Sure I can!"
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"Who's this?" The white haired man asked, leaning in closely to you as you sat on the hospital bed. "Suguru found her, rescued her from abuse or something. I'm giving her a checkup," his brunette friend replied.
You looked at the man curiously, grabbing his hair and tugging at it to get a closer look.
"Ow, not my hair!" He squealed, slapping your hand away from it. Your four year old self giggled at the strange man, before sticking out your tounge at him. This made him pretend to get offended, gasping loudly in offence and turning away with his arms crossed.
He then looked back at you, finding you quite interesting. "So, what's your name?" He inquired, tilting his head a little.
"Y/n," you replied, looking up at him. "What a nice name... you know what jujutsu is y/n?" He asks, feeling like you do but wanting confirmation.
You nodded, your legs swinging subconsciously on the bed.
"Y/n's got a rare technique, from the ancient days of jujutsu. It's called the 'healing hands' technique. It's strong, incredibly powerful. She can heal anything by just a touch, but there's a but. But however bad the injury is can hurt her too. Let's say someone broke an arm, she could heal it and be fine. But if someone got their arm ripped off, it would cause her insane amounts of pain," Shoko told him, since you didn't really know a lot about it.
He then giggled at you, pulling funny faces at you. "Hehe, that must suck. Now, my name is Satoru Gojo, where are you parents?" He asked, completely dismissing what Shoko had told him.
"Her parents are dead. And they were abusers, I swear I just told you that. Her dad or whatever was an illegal boxer, used her powers to his advantage. He was also a jujutsu sorcerer." Shoko sighs, shaking her head in annoyance. This then made Gojo raise his eyebrow, an idea striking him.
"So she has no one to look after her?" He asks curiously, making his female friend shake her head.
"Please don't say what I think you're gonna say," she said, her face cringing at him.
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HEALING HANDS || yuji itadori
Fanfiction'SOULS DON'T FIND EACH OTHER BY ACCIDENT' yuji itadori x reader ff -- 'why won't you speak to me?' 'you're meant to be dead,' --