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A bright sunny day meant a productive day for the Tokyo Jujutsu Tech students accompanied by hardcore practice and training. As a wise man Gojo Satoru said,
'When the sun is up in the sky working his ass off, blinding us all with his light, you all gotta do the same too!!'
And so they did. The day was bright, the ethereal sun shining its light on the youthful nature, matching the brightness of one Gojo Satoru, who was lost, staring right ahead, deep in thought, happy thoughts probably…...happy thoughts definitely, Yuuta concluded seeing the bliss in the man's face.
He was minding his own business, training with his katana as usual when his teacher spoke beside him, addressing him.
Gojo: Megumi chan is very skillful. Isn't he?
All of a sudden? Maybe not considering the fact the man was in reality not spacing out but rather focusing on the brilliance of Fushiguro Megumi, engaged in a duel with Zenin Maki in the field.
Yuuta: Ummm, he is. Fushiguro is very talented.
Gojo sighed in fondness, a soft smile directed at his ward, filled with pride. He whooed when Megumi managed to tackle Maki by one sharp move. Yuuta chuckles beside him, training long forgotten, engrossed in the spectacular brilliance of the ten shadows user.
Gojo: Megumi chan will surpass me one day. You will too.
Yuuta: Well...I don't know about me but he will. He has a lot of potential.
Gojo, hit him playfully on the shoulder, placing his arm around him, deciding to take full advantage of his self-deprecating situation,teasing remarks already at the tip of his tongue . Yuuta silently prepares himself for the banter.
Gojo: Always so humble our Yuuta kun!
Gojo's teasing is interrupted by a loud curse escaping from Maki's mouth, who was now on the ground, both of them panting hard.
Maki: Fuck!!
………..
Maki: Let's have a rematch!
Megumi: Really? You are still up for a rematch? I don't think I can. And no offence Maki senpai but you are not in the greatest condition-
Maki: One win got you acting all high and mighty huh!
Megumi: When did I-
Maki: Come on! Another match!
Despite Megumi and Maki being quite a few metres away from them, having a spar, Maki's booming still came as pretty crystal clear to them. She must be very upset. It's not everyday someone defeats Zenin Maki in a spar no less. But then again, Megumi has always been an exception to pretty much everything he has known,Yuuta thinks.
Gojo: Maki is seriously upset. It's hilarious to see,
Yuuta: She is. She doesn't lose every day after all. Fushiguro was very smart in his approach, I must say.
Gojo: He was! The way he outsmarted her with his quick counter attacks was so satisfying to see! He is getting better with his hand to hand combat. I am proud!
Yuuta: You should be. Fushiguro is an amazing sorcerer, and will be an even more amazing one in the future.
Gojo: I know. He will be standing beside me one day, hell a day will come when he will be there in front of me, protecting me, covering me.
Yuuta glances at his teacher, the soft smile not budging from its place but rather brightening with pride. His eyes following Megumi's every move, never leaving the sight of him, utterly mesmerised.
Yuuta looks back at the pair sparring in the centre of the field. Megumi, skilled, talented Megumi who is moving in a practised dance, swinging his weapon effectively, actively dodging all the attacks from his opponent. His concentration just adds to his attractiveness.
His face must be a reflection of Gojo's own now,Yuuta thinks.
Yuuta: You taught Fushiguro well sensei.
Gojo: Oh.. I wasn't that much of a great teacher. Megumi chan is just naturally prodigy. He has always been so dedicated, since the very beginning. You know, Yuuta kun I still remember his little face scrunched in concentration as he tried to take every information in. He was just so adorable then, still is now, and also so so pretty.
Yuuta: That he is !
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The hand around his shoulder tightens, knowingly or unknowingly, Yuuta can't tell. He also curses himself mentally. A slip of tongue, he could say but he believes it though.
Gojo: Oh really? Y-
Yuuta: Fushiguro is very dedicated to his craft! A true prodigy! I agree with you, sensei.
Yuuta is almost proud of himself for not fucking up, when his heart is just two seconds away from jumping out of his chest only to get crushed brutally by Gojo. Gojo who looks at him ,sceptical, doesn't believe him and his lame excuse, yet chooses not to comment on this any further.
Gojo: He is. My Megumi is indeed a prodigy. We match each other well right!
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Gojo: Don't we? Yuuta?
Yuuta jerked in response, brought to the world of reality by a particularly hard tug at his shoulder from the awkward contemplation he put himself in, the moment he heard the question leave his teacher's mouth, the moment he tuned out everything else.
Yuuta: Y-yeah, you do…. You do.
They actually do. They do match each other well. One with his dark shadows and the other with his colourful limitless. Megumi, blessing and Satoru, enlightenment. Blessing and the one who is blessed.
They do…..
Gojo smiled a triumphant smile at his admission, knowing he had won. At his win and also Megumi's. Megumi who was now dusting himself off, a frustrated and defeated once again Maki by his side. Megumi's attention is now on them, waving awkwardly and blushing prettily due to Gojo's loud and enthusiastic cheers.
Gojo: Megumi chan!
Megumi: Satoru….
Gojo: You were so good! I am so proud of you, my love….
Yuuta can only stare at them. Gojo gushing over Megumi as usual, professing his love as usual and the scarlet layering Megumi's cheeks reflecting the same warm love back to the strongest.
Yuuta can only stare like he always has….