"And my girls. I need them safe. I need your help to keep them safe Satoru."

mattered to him.

"Except your word. It's the one thing I don't want to lose sight of again.. when I die."

A shuddering breath in before he floundered, discomfort clear on his face. Fear, for the first time, replaced that deep almost soulless nonchalance of his. +

had lost his respect in the process.

Suguru met his gaze once more. His own plain brown eyes, his black hair and tanned skin was in stark contrast with his white. But it had never meant anything to him. The Gojo clan's most important asset, their heir, the strongest man alive. None of that +

that is urgent or pressing enough to drive me to work."

Suguru took a swift hissing breath through his teeth as the images flashed through his mind's eye, of the atrocities he had committed in the name of his own law. And really, after all that had passed, his only real regret was that he +

he whispered into his mouth, chestnut eyes glazed over looked to the blindfold and the eyes that could see him even if he could not see them.

him. All of his fantasies could not come close to how he claimed him now, with his lips, with his tongue, his fingers clasped to the back of his neck. When his mouth parted from his it was only to release the heat in his breath, his body just short of squirming in his grasp.

"Satoru. . ." +

when they'd parted, even when he looked so disappointed and confused and hurt..

Suguru's hands press up over his shoulders, his arms finally locking around his neck. He tugs softly with his lips, every new kiss languid and indulgent-- for once, he wanted to believe it, that he deserved +

free violence was his path to absolution.

He'd lost his mind somewhere along the way, and forgotten his heart.

Tears streamed down his face, his hands losing their frantic grasp on him while they kiss. The most handsome, when he laughed, when he raged. He'd looked so handsome that day +

It was true, he was a monster, created by his own hatred and nihilism. His inability to see past his own personal disgust, immature and unjustified as it was. How was he to explain it to him-- that he'd just snapped? Decided that the laws he abided by were meaningless anyway, that carnage and +

if he did visit his parents and native village, it was to see them shrink in fear instead of how it used to be when he was younger and weak.

though there was little love for his biological parents by the end of it, he does regret having murdered them.

they were not the sentimental kind, preferring it if he did not visit.

suguru's self esteem was extremely low when he came to the school grounds.

when he trained and learnt to use his abilities, his confidence grew. +

parents to a hysterical degree leading to verbal or physical abuse

when he was 10 or 11, they sought out jujutsu high and sent him away there, in one part to keep him safe and protected amongst people who understood him, but also to be rid of their responsibility towards him as their child +

sorry, 'non-curse users'