Remember what you promised me, Gojo had said. No talking to people. If someone asks you to go somewhere, don't. 

You care about your dear sister, don't you?

Megumi shivered. If he escaped, Gojo would just kill Tsumiki. If he disobeyed, Gojo would kill Tsumiki. His lip quivered. He knew what he had right now wasn't true freedom, it was just temporary. Hourly freedom. 

And in the end he would have to go back to Gojo. 

But while I'm here, I might as well savor it, Megumi thought. He began to take a few steps forward, slowly, looking around at the scenery. He was surrounded by trees, a few benches on either side of the walkway. He could also see buildings nearby. He decided to head towards that. 

As Megumi kept walking, he couldn't ignore the sensation he felt up his ass. Megumi was wearing a butt plug. 

Before they left the house, Gojo had fucked him multiple times until Megumi was sore all over and complained he might not be able to move. Gojo came in him, shoved a butt plug up his ass, and told him that during his 'adventure' outside, he had to walk around like that. Once they went home, Gojo would check if his cum was still in Megumi's ass. 

"No matter where you go today, this will serve as a reminder," Gojo said, as he shoved the plug in Megumi. "You belong to me." 

As Megumi walked forward, he felt dirtier and dirtier. Like he was just Gojo's used condom. But he couldn't take the plug out. Not that Gojo ever used condoms. He did once, but instead of throwing it out he made Megumi swallow the cum in it. Megumi felt sick recalling that memory. 

You know what happens when you don't listen to me, Gojo's words echoed in Megumi's mind.

Damn it. 

At least Megumi was allowed to wear regular clothes. Gojo had said it would draw too much attention if a teenage boy walked around wearing a maid outfit or a princess dress. So this was the first time in 7 years that Megumi was allowed to wear pants. It was just pants, but it made Megumi feel happy. Made him feel free to walk wherever he wanted. 

As Megumi kept walking he started to get light headed. His stomach ached. And he started to feel dizzy. Would I even be able to reach the buildings at this rate? Gojo still didn't let him eat, even for Megumi's adventure. This is for your weight loss after all, Gojo had said. 

But Megumi managed to power through.

Once he arrived at the place with all the buildings, Megumi felt an indescribable joy, being surrounded by so many people. Hearing different voices chatter all at once. Bright signs, stores all around him. It felt like heaven. He wanted to stay here forever. 

He kept walking , trying to move forward despite the pain and dizziness. He looked around at all the different signs he couldn't read, simply admiring the pictures on them. Despite not understanding some words, he also enjoyed hearing the chatter and the slight bits of gossip he would pick up from listening closely to conversations of nearby people. They seemed to have interesting lives.

They had interesting, cool lives. Unlike my life, he thought bitterly.

As Megumi walked he suddenly felt more and more helpless. He didn't know how to get anywhere, how to properly read directions. How to properly read signs. He saw buses pass by and saw people boarding them using cards. Megumi didn't have any of that. He couldn't go anywhere even if he wanted to. 

How did I even think about escaping, Megumi thought. Gojo must've known that. That I can't do anything on my own. The my whole world consisted of him and only him. That I was nothing without him helping me. 

And then a wave of nausea hit him. He really couldn't walk anymore, despite all of his willpower telling him to. His body simply wouldn't allow it. So he stumbled into an alleyway and fell down, managing to knock over a trash can. His vision got a bit blurry. 

What if I die here? He thought to himself. That wouldn't be so bad. At least he got to see all the people, and the buildings, and best of all there was no Gojo near him.

And then he felt the sensation of the butt plug up his ass and realized he would die being Gojo's used condom. A useless life. At least his misery would be over....but Tsumiki....

Megumi remembered her, and started to sob. He knew what he wanted his last words to be before he died. Before Gojo killed her. "Tsumiki!" Megumi yelled. "I-I'm sorry," he managed to croak out. 

"Hey are you okay!? Hey!!" he heard a voice say. Was the voice talking to him? Megumi turned his head to the side. There was someone leaning over him, with pink hair and brown eyes. 

"Uhhh," Megumi muttered. 

The person straightened Megumi up so he was sitting properly, leaning against the wall. 

"Can you speak? Do you need anything? Are you alright?" The person asked.

"Too many questions at once," Megumi replied wearily. He slouched forward, his eyelids getting heavy. Just then, Megumi's stomach growled. 

"Oh are you hungry?" The person asked again. "Uhh, I don't have much on me but I've got....uhhh..." The person started rummaging through their coat pockets and their jean pockets, desperate to find something.

"Oh!" The person held up something. It was a bar. Covered in plastic. "Here," he threw it to Megumi and it fell in Megumi's lap. 

"Aren't you going to eat it?" The person asked. 

"I can't eat," Megumi refused his offer, moving his thighs apart so the bar fell to the ground in the middle of his legs.

"Why not?" the person asked. "You look hungry, and your stomach's growling. You look sick. Very, very sick." He leaned in closer, a little to close for Megumi's comfort. 

"Don't talk to me," Megumi said. Or else Gojo will get mad. "Go away, I'm fine." Megumi scowled. 

"No way! You look like you are going to pass out at any second." He refused. "If you don't want my help then" he took out his cell phone from inside one of his pockets "I'll just call the hospital and-"

"NO!" Megumi yelled. "Don't call anyone, don't do anything!" He screamed in panic. "I'll be fine just get out of here and leave me alone!" 

"I refuse." The person defied him. "It's either you eat something, or you go to the hospital. Those are your options. Pick one." He stated.

"Tch." Megumi clicked his tongue. "Why do you care?"

"Well why wouldn't I care?" The person asked incredulously. "Wouldn't you care if some guy was in an alleyway, almost dying? Of course I would have to help!" He proclaimed. "I would never be able to live it down for the rest of my life if I did nothing when I could've done something." 

The words he spoke resonated with Megumi. Words he had never heard before. Something stirred inside him. 

"Please eat," the man pleaded. 

Megumi sighed. "Okay, but you'll have to feed me. I don't have enough strength to move." 

Megumi watched as the man ripped open the plastic wrap and brought the bar to Megumi's lips. He tentatively took it in his mouth and began to chew. It was delicious. In fact it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten. In his entire life. 

He swallowed. It's tastier than Gojo's cum, Megumi thought. But he had a feeling that everything was tastier then Gojo's cum, because his cum tasted like shit. Even literal shit was probably tastier. Too bad Gojo's cum was the only thing he was allowed to over the last 2 weeks. Or at least he thinks it was 2 weeks. Gojo never allowed Megumi to keep track of time so Megumi had to do it himself by counting the number of sunrises and sunsets. 

It was probably Gojo's cum that was burning a hole in my stomach, Megumi thought. That's why my stomach hurts so much. 

"It's good?" The man's words snapped Megumi back to reality. 

"Yeah," Megumi replied. "It's delicious."

Megumi began to panic. I talked to someone. Gojo will punish me. Gojo will get mad. Gojo will-

"I'm glad!" The man smiled. "It's my favourite kind so I'm happy you like it too. By the way my name is Itadori Yuuji." He stretched out his hand. "And you?"

"Me-" Megumi paused. I can't tell him my name can I? If Gojo finds out I talked to someone....

"Me?" Itadori repeated.

"I have no name." Megumi stated.

"What? How can you have no name! You were just about to say it! Why, do you just not want to tell me?" He asked.

"Yeah, I don't want to tell you." Megumi confirmed. 

"Then I'll just call you," Itadori looked around, probably scanning his surroundings for names. "Ah! Mamoru! I'll call you Mamoru! Nice name right?"

"I wouldn't know," Megumi replied sleepily. Crap, I think I really am going to pass out soon.

"HEY!" Itadori yelled. Megumi jolted upwards.

"Don't fall asleep! You can't pass out here! I have more food but you've gotta stay with me! Come on you can do this! You've got this! I'm here for you!" Itadori kept repeating words of encouragement. Megumi was so touched he felt like he could cry. 

And then he did end up crying. A few tears glistened on his cheeks. 

"Hey!" Itadori looked on with worry. "I'm here, don't worry." He took his coat sleeves and brought it up to Megumi's face, wiping his tears. "I'm here for you." He assured Megumi. 

Megumi so badly wanted to tackle him into a hug. If he had the strength.

"Look I have more food! And water!" Itadori brought out a water bottle and four more bars that he found in his coat.

Megumi was so hungry that he didn't even care how badly Gojo would punish him. He ate all the bars that Itadori offered him, and drank all the water in the water bottle. 

Itadori smiled warmly. "I'm glad to see you eating. If only I had more food with me."

"It's okay, I shouldn't eat anymore. Besides I feel my strength coming back already," Megumi assured him. 

"So how did you even get end up here?" Itadori scooched closer and sat right beside Megumi, his legs crossed. "Passed out in an alleyway I mean. And how come you look like you haven't eaten for weeks?" 

"I was just walking around and ran out of energy, and I happened to fall in an alleyway." Megumi answered. "And for your other question, I can't tell you. Don't ask why, I just can't"

"I see." Itadori looked mildly disappointed but he didn't pry any further. "I understand." 

"So why are you here?" Megumi asked. 

"Oh me! I'm here do to some shopping. You see my coat ripped, and it's pretty bad." He turned around to show the massive rip that spanned over the entire back of his coat. "So I'm trying to get a new one. It's hard to find cheap ones though, a lot of the stores around this area only have expensive stuff." 

"This area has expensive stuff?" Megumi wondered.

"Yeah, you didn't know?" Itadori looked suprised. "It's pretty well known. It's the expensive shopping district part of the city. Only rich people really shop here."

"Then why are you shopping here?" Megumi asked. 

"Geez, are you trying to tell me I look poor?" Itadori scratched his head. Megumi shook his head. 

"I'm just kidding," Itadori brushed it off. "I live near here. Well, semi-near here. This is the closest shopping district near my area. So I figured I tried my luck."

"And you didn't end up finding anything." Megumi stated. 

"Yeah," Itadori sighed. "Well at least I was able to meet you. And I consider that pretty lucky." 

Maybe Megumi was getting emotional, but he felt like crying again. Out of happiness. Someone said that they were lucky to have met him. In that moment he wanted to yell 'Take that Gojo! It's not true that nobody cares about me! There's someone out there that cares!"

 And he's sitting right next to me.

"Even if it was short, I'm so happy to have met you." Megumi smiled at Itadori. One of his few genuine smiles, of pure happiness and gratitude. A blush crept on Itadori's face. 

"M-me too" he stammered out. "I'm glad that I was able to help you." Itadori looked down, trying to hide his embarrassment. 

And then Megumi remembered what Gojo had said. You have a few hours, meet me back at the lamp post. Was Gojo already there, was Megumi late? Oh no. 

Megumi tried to get up but he barely had anything strength left. So he decided to ask. 

"Hey I really need to go. Um, can you do me a favour and bring me somewhere? It's not too far over from here, it's by the trees. A lamp post. I think it's south of here." Was it south? Or was it North? Megumi wasn't good with directions.

"Oh yeah, you mean by the park? Sure. Can you stand?" Itadori asked.

Megumi attempted to  get up again, but to no avail. "No," he stated. 

"That's okay, I'll just help you up." Itadori wrapped Megumi's arm around his shoulder and hoisted him up. "Woah you're really light. I think I can even lift you in the air" He threw Megumi in the air and caught him again, in a princess carry. 

"Hey!" Megumi protested.

"I think I can just carry you like this back to park. Is that okay with you?' He asked. "Oh, and what's your number. Or I'll just give you mine."

"Too many questions, I'm getting dizzy," Megumi said, his eyelids feeling heavier by the minute. "And I don't have a cellphone."

"Wait really? You really don't have one? Hmm, I guess I'll just write my number down for you after- hey!" 

Megumi couldn't fight the tiredness he felt and he passed out. 

⤜-------⤛

Megumi woke up. He was in someone's arms, in a princess carry. Was it Itadori? He snuggled against his chest. 

"Thank you for bringing him back to me."

Megumi's body trembled with fear. It was Gojo's voice. Gojo was carrying him. He went completely frozen. 

"No problem. I'm glad he'll be okay." Itadori said. Megumi peeked to his side and saw him standing right there, beside him and Gojo. 

"I'm just shocked that he's a boy. I thought he was a girl the whole time! He's really pretty." Itadori blushed. Megumi felt Gojo get tense. 

"Well, thank you for giving me your number Yuuji-kun. Hopefully we can keep in touch with you. You said you lived a few blocks away from here?" Gojo asked. 

"Yeah, right over there," he pointed. "It's right past that landmark, after the shopping district."

"Hmm...you must have a nice house then, since this is such a nice area." Gojo guessed.

"No, not at all! It's in a nice area but it's actually pretty ugly looking compared to the rest of the houses. It stands out a lot." Itadori said.

Megumi so badly wanted to tell him to shut up and run. Stop blurting out your information idiot! But no words came out of his mouth. He was still frozen, partly from the fear, and partly from the fatigue. 

"Anyways, it was nice to meet you. Get home safe, Yuuji-kun." Gojo smiled at him. 

"Yeah you too! And Megumi make sure you eat more." He patted Megumi on the shoulder and Megumi tensed up. Then Itadori ran in the other direction. 

"So," Gojo gripped Megumi's thigh. Megumi squealed out in pain. "I guess you didn't remember what you promised me? Not to talk to anyone."

"Gojo I-"

"It's okay, we'll talk more once we get home." Gojo placed Megumi inside the car and wrapped the blindfold around his eyes. He tied it so tightly Megumi's head felt like it would combust. 

Then he slammed the door, went to the front seat, and started driving.