Sukuna finds himself walking aimlessly along the streets of Shibuya. You're in his arms, your eyes closed, fast asleep. For now, you're breathing, and that's enough. He hopes you hold on. He hopes you're using your technique subconsciously to keep yourself alive.

He's in search of a water source, a big one. A simple tap won't do anymore. He needs something bigger. Preferably a pond or a river.

The city is dead silent. A result of their Sukuna.

His carbon copy.

Who's sharing a body with Yuuji.

It makes his mind spin. Loads of questions rising to his brain. Why were Yuuji and him one? Why was his carbon copy so set on killing you? What even was going on in Shibuya? Where was that dork Gojo when you need him? Where were his classmates? Will Megumi be alright? He looked pretty roughed up against that wall after all.

Sukuna closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.

Aimless questions weren't going to solve this.

Thanks to the silence, he can finally hear a stream. Opening his eyes, he walks to the other side of the street, noting that it caves into a passage way for water. It's less clean than he'd like, but it's the only way you'll heal.

You've healed yourself on a mission in Kyoto before. He'd laid you in a bed of water back then as well, and found out your body will heal in it's subconscious too. You'll simply have to do it again.

He climbs over the fence, carefully sliding down the area, on his knees as he holds your body securely, half of it dipped in the cold water.

He can't help but blame himself that this had happened. Ever since that mission in Kyoto, where you nearly died as well, he swore to himself that he would get stronger.

Your entire life, people had been looking down on you when they were supposed to look up at you. Your clan elders cast you aside, claiming you were a blemish in their clan due to your half foreign roots and your appearance when you were only a child. The rest of the clan had been mean to you, rude to you for a long time. And when you finally developed your cursed technique, they still wouldn't accept you.

Sukuna had seen it all happen. And he hated it. First cast aside for your blood, then cast aside for your cursed technique, whilst also remaining cast aside because the friendships you held outside of the clan.

It didn't make any sense. You're a great, kind person. But all they seemed to want was weapons in the form of people.

He doesn't remember when, but he vividly remembers promising to himself that he'd be there for you. Whatever you need. He'll make sure you'll never have to be alone as long as he's alive. (He once admitted this to Yuuji, a few days back. His twin had laughed at him, and had called him a simp- Sukuna punched him.)

He doesn't realize he's lost in thought until you stir, your reverse curse technique having apparently worked it's magic.

You cough as you slowly get up in his arm, your hand pressing itself against his chest in order to stabilize yourself.

" Kuna'?-"

Sukuna releases a sign of relief, grateful that you're alive. He holds your body the slightest bit tighter, pulling you closer to him.

" You little shit. Finally, I find you, and you just go around nearly dying. Honestly, what were you thinking?"

You smile at his words, his worry concealed poorly in his words.

" I missed you too."

His hold on you is still gentle, and you melt in his warm embrace like you've done countless times before, hugging him to yourself. He relaxes, returning the gesture. Suddenly, you tense again, pulling away from him.

" Where's Yuuji?"

Sukuna raises a brow.

" I didn't know what to do or how to act, I left him to gather his thoughts."

Your eyes widen.

" Kuna! He must feel like a monster when he's innocent, we have to go join him!-"

You're quick to get out of his arms, up the ledge, looking behind you, obviously expecting him to follow.

He raises a brow, though he does follow you.

" Hold up- I have questions. What the fuck just happened? I nearly killed who I thought to be myself and he turned out to be Yuuji. What is that all about?"

You bite your lip.

Right, you should've expected that question.

" Things are a little odd, different here-"

" What? Tell me everything."

" I was getting there, You impatient nut.- Anyway, among the oddest things here there's Yuuji's situation. In this world, you were a sorcerer a thousand years ago. The most powerful one of all, you were given the name Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses. Your technique is rumored to be slicing. I didn't want to take chances in the fight we just had.."

Sukuna's eyes are wide as he looks blankly at the street in front the two of you, taking in everything you're saying.

He's never been particularly fond of Jujutsu sorcerers. Knowing that he was one in this universe a thousand years ago gives him mixed feelings. Because ew, he was a sorcerer. But also, he was the strongest one around.

You walk closer to him, linking your arm with his while you walk. You've missed walking like this, with him. It was comforting to finally have someone of your own universe again.

" Which is why you resorted to manipulating Yuuji's blood."

You nod in confirmation. You hate doing that.

" Yeah.. Ryomen Sukuna was put in 20 separate cursed objects because they couldn't kill him all those years ago. 20 fingers. Yuuji eats them and inherits his cursed energy that way. I'm not sure how many he's had so far- Either way, Ryomen Sukuna is a lunatic. He wants to kill everyone as far as I'm concerned.."

You fall silent for a moment, judging his reactions.

" What else is different here?"

" Oh. Uhm, I'm not in this universe. Megumi is nice to me and uhh... I'm not sure. That's all I think."

He hums, nodding. For a moment, it's silent between the two of you as you walk. Obviously, he's deep in thought, taking in everything you just shared with him.

" ... What would you do if this happened again?"

You glance at him, raising a brow in question.

" What?"

" When Yuuji turns into me again.... I know what Jujutsu regulations ask."

" I'm not killing him, if that's what you're asking. I don't care what regulations state. And if he ends up killing me... Well, so be it."

Sukuna hums, having expected that answer.

" What about you?"

" ...I don't think I could kill him even if I wanted you. He's my brother. "

You hum, understanding his words.

-

Nanami Kento is alive.

Sort of.

For now.

He's stepping into the metro station, his thoughts completely elsewhere.

He's always wanted to go to Malaysia. Build a cabin, spend the rest of his life away on a beach, in a cottage he might even build himself, reading away the many books he had gotten, but never had a chance to read, leaving them lying around.

Kuantan would be perfect.

Perhaps he'd invite you over.

Kamo Y/N.

Curious person. Curious cursed technique.

He couldn't help but wonder, was your cursed technique meant for killing? It was much too beautiful for that, in his opinion. He's seen you use your reverse cursed technique.

The world of Jujutsu isn't meant for you, or is it? Perhaps, you too belong on a beach, surrounded like the ocean. For some silly reason he can't explain, he feels like he knows you. Perhaps your time in his universe was meddling memories from his other life into his own, the one in your universe. He can swear he's been to places with you. That you've hung out together, like friends.

He has questions he wants to ask you. Questions about your cursed technique. Questions about your world. Questions about the him you might know. Questions about what things are like in your universe. He hasn't even gotten the chance to ask you anything yet.

However, he's tired. Exhausted even.

At this point, he's just aimlessly ripping through curses left and right.

Meanwhile, you and Sukuna find yourselves entering the metro station from another side.

" You hear that?"

You raise a brow at your best friend.

" Hear what?"

" Oh right.-"

Sukuna tends to forget that his heavenly pact increases his senses.

" There's a fight going on, a few meters in front of us.- How much cursed energy do you have left?"

" Uhm, barely anything. "

" How much reverse cursed energy?"

" More than enough to survive."

He nods, glancing around, he spots bathrooms, his eyes widen at the opportunity.

" Y/N, come."

He's tugging you along towards the bathrooms before you can resist, heading straight towards the men's restrooms.

" Woah, hold up. Ain't no way I'm going in there. I'm a woman!"

" Y/N, no one's in here. let's just fill up your water skins and go. That way you can still make use of your last bits of cursed energy."

Ignoring your complaints, he successfully tugs you in the men's restrooms. The two of you are quick to fill up your water reserves. Soon enough, to ones on your hip are full, and the one Sukuna carries with him is full as well.

Soon enough, the two of you continue on your way, only just in time to witness a horrid scene.

" You're here?"

About twenty meters in front of you, Nanami Kento is stood. Half of his body is completely charred, angry red due to the burns he suffered. Behind him, the patchface curse is stood, it's hand ghosting over his back.

You spot Yuuji's red hood on the other side of the hallway.

" Yup, this whole time. "

Both you and Sukuna move immediately.

" Kuna'! Don't let it touch you!"

Sukuna doesn't ask you to elaborate. Instead, he takes out his Chain out, the end hidden behind his back as he throws it at the curse. You don't remain still either. Focusing on the last remaining bits of your cursed energy, you focus on Nanami's blood, intending to pull his body away from the curse's touch.

Your heart stops as Nanami sighs, seemingly haven given up on himself already.

Sukuna's heart breaks as he notices the guy he recognizes as his twin brother call out softly for the other man, also rushing to the scene.

Finally, you're in range, Nanami's body swaying as you take control, at the same time, Sukuna's chain wraps around the curse's neck, about to pull him back.

" Itadori, you take it from here."

You're too late. Too slow. Perhaps both.

The curse gets flung to the side, straight into the wall by Sukuna's Chain. Nanami sways your way, but you stare in horror as his body convulses, his blood stream shattering as his skin turns blue, exploding.

For a moment, everyone is silent. Nanami's lower half falls to the floor in front of you, his blood splattering over your body. You stare at it in shock. Sukuna's eyes are wide too. One of the people he looks up to in his own universe, gone. Just like that.

The both of you get shaken out of your thoughts as Yuuji starts screaming.

" What the hell are you, Mahito?!"

" I can hear you just fine without you yelling at me! Itadori Yuuji!"

Both Yuuji and Sukuna charge at him.

Sukuna grasps at his belt loops, noticing he's missing something.

Fuck, where did his Inverted Spear of Heaven go? He doesn't linger too long on it. He'll search the streets of Shibuya later. Obviously, Yuuji has beef with this cursed spirit-man-being-thing, which means he has been with it too. Pulling his chain back, he makes way for Yuuji to break through.

However, the curse throws something Yuuji's way, a small object. It creates a wall, avoiding him from being able to reach the curse.

" Now, who are you two?"

The curse has turned to both you and Sukuna.

Sukuna's glare sharpens.

From the corner of his eye, he notices you still completely in shock over what just happened, silent tears streaming over your face as you stare blankly in front of you.

" Y/N, focus. We have to mourn later. We have to kill this thing first."

You blink, tears had already been streaming down your face, but he's right. You'll have to mourn later. Your expression hardens, and Mahito grins.

" Ah whatever. I want a real fight. You're not important because you don't even have cursed energy. And I don't know you."

Shrugging, it turns around, focusing it's full attention on Yuuji.

You glance around you, noting the situation, a new kind of stillness overtaking you.

So much blood. So many innocent people who have died at the hands of this cursed spirit.

" Sukuna. Help Yuuji. There's something I have to try."

Sukuna barely nods, and soon enough, he's closing in on the curse, Mahito, as well.

You turn around, running to opposite direction, deeper into the metro station. Perhaps, there are still people left to save,

You refuse to let Nanami Kento's death be in vain.