Both Yuji and Megumi stared at the other for multiple seconds, smiling despite the unaddressed special grade curse in the room.
Eventually, Megumi grew confused, and wondered…
'Why isn't Itadori doing anything? Could it be…'
He paled in realisation
'You idiot! What are you imitating me for!? I have no fucking idea what we're suppossed todo!'
It was like seeing someone try and copy you in an exam, even though the only thing you knew how to answer was your own name.
You could have just done the work yourself, but instead you try to copy me, and now we both end up failing!
Yuji saw Megumi paling, and he too had a realization.
'Could it be… Megumi also confused cursed spirits with dinosaurs, and that's why he stopped moving?'
'If that's the case then…'
'Shit!'
Yuji immediately leapt into action, grabbing Megumi and throwing the boy behind him.
"Fushiguro! Get behind m-"
"There's no need for that, Itadori."
Megumi spoke, voice calm as he placed a hand on Yuji's shoulder trying to reassure him.
A confident smirk tugged at his face.
"Don't worry, I can handle this."
Taking his hand off Yuji's shoulder, Megumi balled both hands into fists and chanted.
"With this sacred treasure- UGH!"
Before he could even blink, the finger bearer flashstepped in front of him, pulled his hands out of formation, and spin-kicked him into a nearby wall.
Megumi groaned as he felt his knees buckle, head swimming from the impact. Gritting his teeth, he brought his hands together for a second time…
"With this- ACK!"
…only to cough up a mouthful of blood less than 5 seconds later.
"FUSHIGURO-"
BOOM
Debris rained down in front of Yuji's disheveled face, body trembling as he struggled to push himself out of the wall he had been punched into.
Turning to Megumi next to him, a faint smile appeared on his face, contrasted by the small river of blood streaming out of his lips.
"Fushiguro… get out of here."
A look of panic appeared on Megumi's face.
"Itadori, if I do that, you'll be…"
"Its fine," Yuji interrupted, "Once you leave the room, I'll get Sukuna to take over my body. Even if you leave, I'll be fine so…"
"Run!"
The black-haired boy's eyes opened wide for a few seconds, before determination flashed through them and he nodded.
"Mm!"
Leaving Yuji with that hum of acknowledgement, Megumi immediately turned and ran, dashing out of the room so fast that it left Yuji questioning his decision.
'Hold on, if you possessed this kind of speed, why the hell didn't you use it earlier!?'
'And you only hesitated for half a second, aren't you a bit too eager to run away?'
The bum in question sped on, bearing not the weight of his friend's judgement, but the potential to make sure his sacrifice had meaning.
His steps echoed throughout the lonesome hallway, getting slightly faster each second. Truly, it was easier to do something once your heart was in it.
And Megumi Fushiguro was much more suited to running than fighting!
Back with Yuji, the Finger Bearer was rubbing its hands all over itself, laughing maniacally while doing so.
The face of Sukuna's vessel twisted in disgust.
'Are all curses this weird? I'm not into this freaky shit, I need an adult!'
Steeling his resolve, Yuji reached deep within himself, and shouted with all his might.
"SUKUNA! HELP ME!"
"HELP!"
"HELP ME!"
"SUKUNA!"
"HELP!"
Yuji cried out over and over, yet there was no response from the King of Curses. He grit his teeth.
'What the hell could Sukuna possibly be doing at a time like this?'
- - -
Meanwhile, in Sukuna's domain, the sounds of snoring could be heard.
Atop his throne, Ryomen Sukuna, the legendary King of Curses and the great terror of Japan, who had spent a lifetime committing atrocities and mass murder beyond comprehension, sat sleeping soundly, curled up in a fluffy grey blanket.
At that moment, Sukuna's face twisted in discomfort.
'No… five more minutes…'
In his dream he felt Yuji calling out to him, trying to pull him from his peaceful slumber. He didn't want to wake up, he was perfectly happy where he was, why couldn't that pink-haired punk deal with his problems on his own!?
He's only but a mere Sukuna, does that alone make him so undeserving of sleep in the eyes of others!?
Wasn't he over a thousand years old? He was a senior citizen for crying out loud! Yuji, stop being such a brat and let grandpa get his rest!
Amidst his tossing and turning, Sukuna's body began to tilt out of his chair, the blanket binding him coming undone.
'Seriously, I've indulged that delinquent punk too much! If he sees it fit to-'
Sukuna's eyes shot open in panic, arms thrust out as he tried to prevent the inevitable.
Deciding to sleep in a chair about five centimeters from a staircase, was, as he was about to find out, an extremely stupid idea.
"Shit!"
"Fuck!"
Dammit!"
"Ow!"
"Son of a-!"
Cursing the whole way down, he fell the entire 20 meters of his skull mound, discovering an entirely new meaning to the phrase 'waking up on the wrong side of bed'.
Finally, coming to a stop, the crumpled mess on the floor named Sukuna unleashed his cursed energy without restraint, taking over Yuji's body in sheer anger as a result of blaming the poor boy for his own stupidity.
'Well you've woken me up now, you shit! I won't just take over your body, I'll cut to pieces all those useless sacks of meat you call friends, just so you can feel a miniscule fraction of what I feel in this-! Oh.'
As he took over Yuji's body, Sukuna finally felt the memories of the past few minutes course through him.
Right. The finger bearer.
He looked towards the curse, seeing it feel itself up, and mentally blanked.
'What the hell…?'
He tried to get up, only to realise his vessel's body was in no state to do so, bruised and broken beyond repair.
After seeing Sukuna not respond, Yuji locked in and actually learned how to use cursed energy! Unfortunately, that just meant he got his ass beat harder, as the finger bearer seemed to take an interest in him.
'Whatever, time to have some fun…'
A devious grin appeared on his face, and he activated reverse cursed technique.
— — —
(Pov of the finger bearer)
It laughed in amusement. It truly was the strongest, even the magic prey was no match.
"You know, you might've done good against these rookies, finger bearer…"
It turned around, the prey from before was getting up, and it was HEALING.
THE PREY CAN'T DO THAT, ONLY THEY ARE ALLOWED TO HEAL!
"But now..."
It stepped back, something was wrong, very wrong.
What was this new emotion? Was it excitement? no...
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S ABOUT TO GET FINGERED!"
It was fear.
— — —
Megumi stood outside the Detention Centre, frozen in fear as he sensed Sukuna's cursed energy be unleashed.
Even when given forewarning, he still found himself feeling like a lone rabbit against a giant wolf, a fear so profound it felt like the sky was falling.
Distantly, he heard laughter and a manic shout, the words faint and barely audible.
"YOU... GET FINGERED!"
He… probably needed to get his hearing checked.