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Drip.
Drop.
Drip.
Drop.
The air is filled with the stench of blood
Intense eyes were glaring into the blood that was dripping from a hand. The blood of a monkey, but also a shred of evidence that things will never be able to go back to how it was.
Never being able to go back to his side, laugh beside him, or team with him ever again.
After killing yet another monkey that can no longer be farmed, Geto Suguru put his hand down and walk past the hall with blood still dripping from his now clenched fist, all the while with a huge smile on his face that did not quite reach his eyes.
Turning in a corner, going into his room that does not look quite lived in, Geto went straight into the shower and scrubbed hard to get rid of all the filth from the monkey that had stained him. However, no matter how hard he tried to scrub all of it off, even when the blood has been washed off and his skin slowly turned red, he knew he can't erase his reality now, just like he can't remove the stench of monkeys' blood from himself.
Stepping out and into his empty, dark room, "cold” is what Geto had felt. Geto knows that is not the lack of clothes or his wet skin that makes him feel cold, as he dressed up for the night, not feeling a single difference in temperature or comfort it made as he put it on.
Dressed up in his regular blacks, Geto walked to the window in the dark, too familiar as if he has took this path a million times with only the moonlight from the window to guide him in his desolated room. Geto lowers himself onto the tatami floor with all the grace and time in the world, while he looks out of the window, staring into the distance while focusing on nothing.
Hoping to see him...He could almost still hear Gojo's spouting nonsense and his ridiculous laughter when nights are as quiet as this. If Gojo was laughing as he usually does, he will soon weigh down on him, hanging himself on his shoulder. Trusting his all on him and providing him with the "never will be enough" body contact that he craves.
He misses him, but it is yet still too early to meet him, because he knows meeting him without preparations will only mean his defeat, and he cannot effort to be defeated for both of their sake.
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“Well, time’s up! I’ll get going now~!” Gojo said happily as he swiftly made his way out of the class. Everyone would have thought that Gojo had gone off for another Sweets fair or the sort, but unknown to most, he just went to another classroom in the school, where they used to be.
In the now-empty classroom, he walks swiftly past the first seat and toward the centre seat in the classroom, where he used to be. Gojo's hand brushed across the top rail of the chair. As he feel the roughness of old wood under his skin, his mind trailed off to search for the reasons of the seat’s ex-user. He then noticed that he has brushed off a splinter from the old chair with his infinity, prickly he thought, just like the person who once sat in it.
Coming to no conclusion, Gojo grasps the chair out roughly to sit on it, and with a loud thud he places his legs on the table with no respect whatsoever. Sitting lazily while looking out of the windows of the school to the distance with a pursed lip, wondering when will be the next time he meets Geto again.
Trying to derive a plan yet again, a plan where they can go back to the past where they used to laugh together.
Or a plan where Geto wants to be saved, and he will be able to hang out with him after work, having someone to mess with instead of reminiscing in his seat all alone… that’s when he realizes, he misses him.
He misses him and the next time he meets Geto, things will be solved, questions will be answered, and he will get Geto Suguro back.
They say distance makes the heart grow fonder.
But they did not mention distance also gives heartache.
"All the preparations are done, Geto Sama."
It's time, time to meet him before I will never be able to meet him again. After all, he might not want to ever meet me again after going into his territory and taking what is under his care, he will never forgive me after my plan is complete, and we might not ever converse ever again.
Thus noble beings of wherever, if you do ever exist, grant me this miracle, this humble wish of mine to just meet him once more, let him talk to me and react to me before everything is just left with nothing but curses.
I need to feel you one last time Gojo before I can sell myself to my desires and goals. I miss you Gojo... But we are going to meet soon, and I hope you will be there to meet me... I miss your voice that makes my heart thump and let me know that I've got a heartbeat and not just a curse, Satoru ...
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Geto: "Nice to meet you, Okkotsu. I'm Suguru Geto." ... Now, let's see if I will finish my declaration of war or will Gojo appear first... But aren't this a group of spunky students, tight-knit just like how we used to be?
Gojo: "Now, now, don't be spouting crazy talk to my students." Please say or show that you want to be saved, Suguru, please, and not this nonsense again.
Geto: " Satoru! It's been so long!" You are finally here, took you long enough, I almost thought you won't be coming to meet me.
Geto: " I heard about the excellent first years. I see. So, they're under your care." So, you came for them and not me, even though I should have known that you would have come for the things you protect like an unreasonable dragon hoarding its gold, that still kinda hurt me.
Okkutsu huh... sure looks like he has potential and then there's the monkey, let's try and see how much Satoru will protect his students, shall we.
Thus, Geto puts on his best apologetic looks while apologizing to Okkutsu and still wanting to kill the monkey.
Gojo: " So then... why did you come here?" Please say something else, like you want to be saved when looking at me, please Suguru.
Satoru, you would come near me just to be a shield between your student and me, despite the fact that it has been so long since we came so close since you got your infinity... hahahaha, ain't that hurts.
Gojo: " Let's curse each other ... .. to our hearts' content!" I will not let you forget me Gojo! I will not let anyone replace my place.
And the war was declared ...
Drip.
Drop.
Drip.
Drop.
Geto was defeated ...
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Geto: " It's just that in this world... I couldn't truly be happy from the bottom of my heart." Knowing that you will never be mine and that one day the energetic you might just be overused be worn out by the monkeys one day and change, I cannot risk what happened in that failed mission ever again.
Gojo: "Even with me by your side, can't you be happy... after you're gone I realised, I want you back. I have told myself the next time I see you, I'll be your knight in shining armour, just like you've been mine, and that's what I've decided.
However, it seems I was a bit late due to your capabilities, and I can't be your knight in shining armour to save you as you did to me.
Alas, I will be your Grimm reaper, as I won't allow anyone else to take you away. Let's meet again, my lovely princess, my one and only."
Wait for me on the other side ok, I'll come to you soon.
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