Saved by your destiny [Satoru Gojo FanFic]

03

"What the hell??" I shrieked, fear and confusion filling my voice.

"Not bad, brat."
I turned around. There he was, he stood there smiling, with his legs spread. But I saw no wounds. Nothing. Not even the smallest scratch.

His hand slowly moved towards his face, caressing his blindfold. It was black and covered his eyes. He started pulling it halfway down, exposing his left eye, and soon when he finally had removed the full fabric his both eyes finally met mine.

I gulped. Neither one of us moved or looked away, his eyes and his intense gaze were like a hypnosis. He had blue eyes, Blue eyes that catch you immediately...blue eyes that not even the ocean could keep up with, blue eyes mixed with his long white eyelashes and eyebrows, which draw snow at the ocean.

His mimic switched to a serious one, his smile was gone. He was staring. Just staring straight into me. Like an encrypted text that you're trying to break through.

"Are you sure you don't wanna take a picture?" There was his smirk again.

I slapped myself, for goodness sake! He's so damn annoying!

I jolted towards him again.
This time I will get you Satoru.

I sped up, and just when I was about to reach him he raised his arm and I felt my body slamming hard into a tree.

My entire body hit the tree. Starting with my head, making me dizzy. I fell into the wet and dirty floor. It's raining. Blood everywhere my body full of scratches. Too weak to move. My head arched from the inside and then to the outside. So much pain I could barely think.
My stomach hurt the worst, it felt like my intestines had been turned inside out, my limbs were scratched and bruised, and my entire body was in pain.

When I tried to stand up I failed, My body needed rest.

My heart was beating fast, and I didn't even know if it was because of the pain or this goddamn overwhelming fight I just lost.

I panted slowly, the only thing I heard was my loud breath.

My body was trembling from head to toe.
For a moment I decided to just close my eyes and let myself rest in that position forgetting all my surroundings and the pain, like this all never happened.

I looked at my hands next to my head. They were full of scratches.

Is this it? So here it ends?

I widened my eyes when I suddenly heard footsteps getting louder and louder.

Trembling. My whole body didn't stop trembling.

"What...what are you..?" I stuttered out. It was hard to talk, with every word I splittend out of felt like I had stopped breathing for a long while.

"Gojo Satoru."

I know you're Gojo Satoru man. That wasn't what I wanted to know you Idiot.

He knelt in front of me. I still faced the ground, not daring to look up. Not because I'm scared...indirectly I am but more because of the embarrassment.
I just stayed put.

This is it. I have no power left to protect or defend myself. Neither have I a Hanami who will come to save me.

He abruptly grabbed me by my shirt, lifting me as if I weighed no more than a feather. His cold hands pressed against my chest, and his fingers tightened around the fabric in a possessive grip. The sudden movement made me flinch, and I could feel the tension in his arm as he held me in place, like a cat toying with its prey.

And there they were again, those beautiful eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes, blue as perfect diamonds and shining... a sparkle that blinds like the sun. If I didn't know whose eyes they were, I would say they belonged to the most perfect and kind person on earth- too bad they belonged to this weird monkey.

I'm no longer looking at his. eyes, I'm staring now. His grip on my shirt is tight, with his long fingers digging into the fabric along the V-line of my neck. His hands are big and veiny, and they have pretty long fingers. His touch spread goosebumps all over my body. His fingers were soft. I wanted them to stay where they are.

"Who are you and what the hell do you want?" He demanded. His voice was sharp and dangerously deep. His gaze felt like a thousand knives piercing my body.

I tried to speak, but all that came out of my mouth were incomplete words. Every breath and word I let out felt like I was being strangled. Every movement brought me more pain and exhaustion. I grabbed his wrists and held them tight, trying to free myself and my shirt from his grasp, but that only made him hold on tighter and stronger. He was like a vice, his grip unyielding and unyielding, showing no mercy as he trapped me in his powerful embrace.

"Do you have something to do with these two Mfs huh?!"

He's talking about Jogo and Hanami.
...
Should I lie?

"No."

He glanced at me one last time until his grip lightened and he finally let go of me.

My back touched the floor and then the pain shot through me again.

„Damnit, you could've let me down more gently" I shouted at him.

He's annoying and completely incompetent.

"Why would you attack me if you know you have no chance, especially when it's me? I don't get it" He laughed.

"I... eh." I was at a loss for words.

this arrogant moron!

"Shut up."

Getou was right. This guy was incredibly strong. All I achieved today was making a fool of myself.

I looked down at myself and saw that I was filthy with dirt. I have to get away from here.
As I glanced back at him, I saw him staring down at his phone, engrossed in what he was looking at. This was my chance to flee.
I shot up from the ground and took off into the forest.

I looked back at him but noticed he wasn't trying to follow me. My body could relax.

The only thing I saw was him standing still with his phone to his ear, his blue eyes fixed directly on mine.

I was locked in their gaze.