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bunji-enthusiast · 4 months ago

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You again?

quick concept idea I had, not sure if I'm actually gonna follow through with it. but I think this has potential for angst. Anyway Jyuji is an adorable little guy, and I need to show more appreciation for him.

content || 1,766 words, grammar errors (I think), quick pacing, and general hurt that probably won't hit.

One day he was 15, then the next he was an age he could not recall. Now he was stitched together, meant to be a weapon made exactly for killing. Now how accursed must he be laid upon by whatever god thought him their toy, and walk through life already a dead man never given the chance to actually live.

Memories swished and turned, some seemingly difficult to control or even get used to (considering they just pop up in mind unwillingly). But he could almost remember his earliest days, Jyuij’s elder brother and another kid he couldn’t seem to recall the face of. In the orphanage where he grew up, that is where promises were made and eventually even broken. Being a kid was no easy feat, to him he recognized right away that being a child was a sin.

Jyuji was loved and safe because of you, a face he still can’t recall the day he was fifteen years old. His brother left him, and he had to fight for his life on his own in the foster system, which was extremely shitty at the time – worse than the current day foster system, considerably wasn’t still very good at times. Jyuji had to grow up fast and hard regardless of the only bits of love given to him. But it was eventual when he entered a more brutal reality to the life that is being human, to only kill or be killed, a mantra repeatedly spoken to him by his elder brother.

God, even thinking about his elder brother, let alone his name, gave way to a foul taste left in his mouth. Resentment was indefinitely there, despite being a devil looking for redemption, just a little devil was all he was. Especially with looking for his brother, with the sole purpose of taking back what was once meant to be his.

Well, he didn’t have any real intention of looking for the man named Kugashira.

He casted away that surname for a goddamn reason.

So why now, even with bargaining with the fact he was beginning to care for the legendary Grave and the little lady at his side – did his life have to turn so dank and damp? Jyuji guessed he had a headstart beyond fools hoping about the means of; fame in the underworld, all the women and money. He never really bothered to understand those feelings, so it had made sense in a way.

The only baggage he had weighing him down was caring for others and these feelings that still weighed so heavy on his once lively heart, too bad he had that stolen from him again the moment you actually walked away from him all those years ago.

Yeah, he knew what he was getting into the moment he set foot into the underworld. Being part of working for a mafia family, and it’s not sunshine and kittens, these people can be incredibly brutal and few actually have human morals and rules for their working class. Jyuji was lucky in this sense to have worked for someone like that in the past, but he was still very screwed up. He was killed and taken away, used as an experiment. Twice he died, and stitched back together.

Both times he thought of you on the eventual brink of death, and it gave him peace despite every bit of pain he was feeling overtaking his body.

To him, even if you didn’t know–you were his sun. Jyuji could think about you, the way you were so close together, and he’d be right at home wherever he may be.

Within his technique, ‘Kataba Ryu’, which helps him keep a balance between his two halves, he also thinks about you. The thought of you alone also kept him at bay, to restrain his emotions and keep himself at peace.

Throughout the years, even before he met Mika and Grave, his mind always spiraled back to you. If you were really alive or dead, Jyuji wished he had a way to know otherwise. But it was safety at risk, for him and Billy – and your own.

Following the last few missions, alongside the group he began to uncover things he wished he didn’t have to find out. But for the necessary good, it was needed in order to completely eradicate SEED from the face of the earth.

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Upon the setting rays of the sun, he began to realize something.

When he finally remembered every bit of your face, the guilt set in. His previous life as a human before death was… odd to say the least considering his childhood and the resentment toward his elder brother that continuously grew.

Jyuji was horrible to you, not any better and not any less. You didn’t deserve his reserved treatment, he always swears up and down that he was like that with everyone, nobody could know who it is behind the mask of the show. Not you, not even his own supposed ‘friends’.

If that is what he could even call them, even after so long he still can’t help the habit of putting up walls, he couldn’t be vulnerable.

That would be risking his own life, and even yours. No matter how much in that wounded heart of his Jyuji tries so hard to protect, he yearns for your touch upon his skin, to be held and told everything is alright – as cheesy as it may sound. Everyone has something they truly want, even if it is one thing beyond the other, right?

Beyond his death, he calls out in his dreams. For his elder brother, for Billy, and even you. Jyuji could never admit these nightmares to you, or to Billy even despite the fact his ghostly friend calls him out on it every time.

Yes, he remembers. Jyuji knew you before his death, and he crossed paths with you once again; on completely different sides. He didn’t know what to say or what to think, he was at a loss for words. No bark, no bite.

He was stunned.

Jyuji tried, tried and tried! He actually for once in his life pleaded with you to stop working for the Corsione Family, and the deadman thought that he was so close. Oh how wrong he was, his words weren’t getting through to you at all. Granted he knew that words weren't his strong suit, Jyuji had the genuine glimmer of hope that he really was getting through to you for a moment.

A flicker of recognition had shone in your divine eyes, that small little grin that showed even for a brief moment. Jyujij knew it well, and that was what had him thinking that you were going to give up this hapless battle of combat with him.

Jyuji was skeptical of the suspicious southern charm that Garino had, the deadman knew - he worked for him in a separate branch before. He only wondered what kind of cheap tricks he pulled to keep you tethered to the Corsione Family.

Right as he stepped closer, close enough to touch–he felt a stab to his abdomen. Even blindfolded–his face expressed brief betrayal. Chagrin etched into his features as footsteps began descending upon your location, soon enough, you began walking away from him. The only hope that he had to keep his heart together, stitches that didn’t bother him, fell apart. Fire fell short in his fury, no matter how demon he chastised himself to be.

And for that single minute, with all the courage he could possibly muster Jyuji’s free hand had reached out.

Yet that too fell short, Jyuji fell on deaf ears.

“C’mon Jyuji! We can’t stay here any longer.” Billy’s voice rang out over the private communications, snapping the hybrid-deadman out of his stupor. Jyuji shook his head and growled, descending into faster speed as he got away from the location that the enemies were descending upon. He couldn’t believe that he let this happen, Jyuji was an incompetent ill content bastard.

“Anyone ever told ya’ you shout too damn loud casanova?” Jyuji retorted, biting into his words. He was hurt, and was running away like a damn dog to lick his wounds.

“Only you my friend!” A warm chuckle, Billy was airly trying to conceive the severity of the situation. The poltergeist felt for his friend, and was trying to amend the heaviness with some light joking.

Despite his usual reputation of distrust and clear manner of speaking, the hybrid-deadman couldn’t lie, he actually needed that.

With nowhere to run to and nowhere to go, even with the big guy and the little lady, there was no one of which he truly belonged with. Even at the beginning of his life, it had been made absolutely clear to him from the start he was a failure.

The honor he could ever regain was stolen from him, with even just now that counted another time he failed you.

He operated on pesky evidence for a reason, not even within the bloodline of the Corsione Family that he was a traitor. That damn Garino was, all the reason he was an outlaw, a drifter. In that big and wide mansion, waves and waves of innocents being used and undead against their will. Truly had enunciated the problem that was humanity itself, given the merits there can be good – Jyuji couldn’t be lied to, he was too guarded against the manufactured ideals of evolution.

“R.B, why do you think [name] would be workin’ with the damn bastards anyway?” Jyuji asked, skimping parking lots and lurking within the shadows. He couldn’t afford to be found, not after what just happened. Not gonna lie, he was still reeling from it all–things considered.

“I’m sorry for what happened there Mr. Kabane.” Mika interjects, answering on Billy’s behalf. He snorts out a groan, but Jyuji hopes she can provide some insight to calm these emotions surging through each vein and cell. “While you had been talking to them though, we managed to find out one of their SEED facilities – the database there lists all the employees working under the Corsione’s—”

A pause.

“And?” Jyuji asks, giving way to a slow stop in running.

“It’s a big one too, actually it even seems to be [Name]’s primary station of work.” Mika adds–Causing Jyuji’s head to bob in surprise, this was actually news that he didn’t expect. But nonetheless, he continued onward toward the metal base truck.

“Well I'll be, looks like you get another chance Jyu–!” Billy laughs, making Jyuji scoff at the implications of the poltergeist’s words.

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