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𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀 sat on the steps of the school under the gates. Both of them with some bandaids meaning that their wounds got treated after a nefarious missions imposed by the higher ups. They talked calmly as if two people didn't die, though, for the deep blue eyed young boy, it was weighing his heart down.
He always knew that Y/N had a fifty chance of surviving and another fifty chance of not making it out, but it still hurt him a lot. Even though his face didn't show it, he deeply cared for his other half sister.
The Exchange event was going to happen in a month, and the second years asked (demanded) to join them, train and get stronger.
Fushiguro mentally decided to follow what Itadori strongly believed, changing his morals and seeing it what he meant, while keeping on doing what was already routine with Y/N, but without her.
He still remembers what he shamelessly asked to the king of curses himself, but he highly doubted that the selfish bastard would do anything at all. Yet he prayed he'd listen.
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"Make good use of his body."
"Who do you take me for? Of course," Shoko pulled her face mask on but before she could say anything else, Itadori sat up alive and well, naked too.
"Woah, I'm completely naked!" He stated nonchalantly.
Ichiji was astounded and stuttering as he watched the scene unfold with an unexpected turn. Gojo could only smile in amusement and stood up from the metal bench he was sat on.
The blindfolded man lifted his hand in the air with a wide grin, "Yuuji, welcome back."
Itadori matched his smile and high five him, "Good to be back!"
Shoko gave him a blue shirt to put on for the moment and left with Gojo to talk about the situation, keeping the resuscitation of the pink haired boy a secret for the moment till the exchange event. The teacher was relieved that one of them was alive, though he wished that Y/N lived through as well. He sighed, his smile faltered for a quick second, and Itadori noticed it.
He was surprised with the fact that he doesn't remember quite well about the pact he made with Sukuna and came back to life to even remember how he got here, or about the girl in fact.
"Y/N! Where's Y/N?! Is she okay?" The young boy turned to his teacher with desperate and worried eyes after putting some clothes on, his facial expression pure of concern.
