She always wondered why everyone blamed her for this cursed life. She didn't ask for this, but she was being killed for it. Being who she is on the outside, that wasn't something new. If they wanted her to be the bad guy, she'll be the fucking bad guy.
The pair took their time to bodied the cursed spirit, they may have acted recklessly but they were very observant with their actions, just a little bit though. Life isn't no fun with some risk. Megumi took an attack through the hand, giving Y/N the perfect time for her powerful counterattack; striking the spirit right in the back, she quickly got out of the way for the bird shikigami to do its job.
The injured spirit used its energy to break free out of the domain and destroy the shikigami, smiling at itself at its success. The two were not in sight.
Suddenly, the spirit looked down and saw a bloody s/c hand with familiar black nails coming right off his chest. The pain was unbearable it was a burning, freezing, twitching sensation he could get rid of. So powerful enough to burst him into purple, pink and blue flame and finally into dust, ending the battle.
"Fushiguro." Y/N tired voice echoed as the fake cave vanished and they returned to the real world.
The boy was on his knees with his head down, blood dripping everywhere, he sighed quietly, "I'm tired."
She joined him on the ground and balanced her thumb on his third eye. She commanded, "Then sleep."
And sleep he did, Fushiguro collapsed onto Y/N's right shoulder, staining her school uniform with his blood. The girl gently placed him on his back on the ground, watching the blood drip and drop onto the stones surrounding them.
They were all alone in the middle of nowhere, she can just take a little- "No..." It's better than spirit's blood. "No..." The girl raised her voice... at someone in her head. Please Y/N just eat him for us, rip him to pieces- "STOP!"
"Hey cursed girl!" A voice in the distance yelled casually behind her. Their accent struck the girl's mind. She looked behind her shoulder and saw the jolly boy walk over with a plastic bag filled with red liquid.
"West...?"
"I'm surprised you remember my name." He kneeled next to her. "Was it the accent?" The brown-haired boy handed the girl the bag.
Y/N, confused, hesitantly took the bag out of his hands, she looked like it as it was out of this world. It was blood. She quickly looked up at him completely astonished.
"How did you know?" She wondered.
He explained so casually, "Through that electricity thing that happened earlier. I am a curse user, well, we're not evil."
"We?"
West quietened his tone, "Don't you feel out of control, people on the outside and maybe inside monitoring and controlling you. Like you're in a cage? I've been there, back at my normal human school in Main, I was the only black person who had a dangerous power, no one knew the true power, only that it was dangerous, people just assumed that I was dangerous."
"You don't seem dangerous, if anything, you've been rather nice and understanding." She sympathetic confessed.
"Exactly." He expressed. "I heard about mysterious related to people dying at random moments in their in Japan. So I moved here and saw so many curse spirits, I knew wasn't the only one with this power who wanted to find more people like me. One thing led to another and I found you, Y/N."
The girl grew a little suspicious. It's like he read her conscious mind, West was clearly invested in building a group of sorcerers to rebel and live their own lives, however Y/N didn't like the idea of living her friend's behind but live under the roof of a place where she could get killed at any moment. She was the bad guy after all.
"How do you know we are one of the same? Many jujustu sorcerers want me dead." She confided, finishing her blood bag and set it flame.
"Y/N, I saw you fight against that cursed spirit, I saw you jump off that bridge like it was nothing! We're not the same, if anything you're one of the most powerful sorcerers I've ever met." West stood up and smiled down at the girl, he gave her a piece of paper with his number on it. "Call me when you decide to break free, and we can run away."
With that he vanished into the night, leaving Y/N completely bewildered with his words ringing in his head, alongside the classical 'What the Fuck?'. She didn't know what to do after herself, cry about it, laugh about it, freak out about it? Her brain couldn't fathom the previous events.
She wanted to join him and be free but at the same time, she didn't want to leave her friends and family behind and be selfish, but living in a place where she is meant to feel at home where she'll get killed by sorcerers. It was quite the dilemma.
Y/N couldn't just ask Yuji or Azumi about this, they'll grow suspicious of her. There felt as if there was only one person who could clearly understand her dilemma, with that she lay next to Fushiguro and fell asleep awaiting the moment she wakes up to talk to the belladonna.
Amai Doku.
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