The Fanfiction *Omake*

[Author Note]

Disc: HrPrTeam

Miwa created 'peak fiction.'

This is a canon Omake.

(I've started working on the next fanfic, so stop asking me; it's annoying.)

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Chapter 1

As Satoru Gojo looked into Naohiro Zenin's eyes, there was nothing but passion.

Both were considered the strongest of the modern era, yet they couldn't get each other out of their minds.

They had trouble getting their feelings out since the world wouldn't accept them.

Both of them said that they were friends, but they knew this was a cover-up for their true feelings.

Satoru Gojo stood across Naohiro Zenin with a small smile.

"It's been a while, my Pookie."

Naohiro smirked as he played into Gojo's antics.

"I promised not to disappear, and yet I couldn't help but think about you the entire time."

Gojo showed a sad expression.

"How could you disappear on me!? You promised to stay and never leave me alone!"

Naohiro grabbed his heart.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. I needed to train!"

A tear falls from the corner of Gojo's eye.

"I've had enough. I can't take it anymore."

Naohiro's eyes start to water as Gojo turns around to leave.

"Wait!"

He grabs Gojo's shoulder.

"There's something I need to tell you!"

Gojo's eyes widened as he didn't expect the words coming out of Naohiro's mouth.

"Not even the famous limitless technique will keep you away from me."

Without warning, Gojo puts his hand on Naohiro's cheek.

"I love you."

He starts moving closer.

Naohiro takes the queue and starts moving toward him.

They met in the middle as...

...

*pat*

Atsuya Kusakabe spoke as he put a hand on Miwa's shoulder. "What are you writing about?"

*whoosh*

Miwa quickly hid her notebook behind her to avoid showing her teacher her latest work.

She stumbled over her words. "I-uh uh, nothing!"

Kusakabe looked suspicious but shook his head as it ultimately didn't matter what she was writing about as long as she kept to her training.

Ever since she became the assistant to principal Gakuganji, Miwa was assigned a teacher.

Due to her poor talent in Jujutsu, Atsuya Kusakabe was the best fit for her since he is the strongest grade-one sorcerer without a technique.

Miwa stood up and put her small notebook in her pocket as she followed Kusakabe to the training ground to learn more about the Simple Domain technique.

Miwa Kasumi

Gosh dangit! I was so close to the finale!

Why does Master Kusakabe have to come to interrupt me at the last moment?

As the head of the Naohiro x Gojo fan club, I need to finish my fanfiction.

I couldn't live up to their expectations if it wasn't perfect.

Unfortunately, I was unable to meet with Gojo or Naohiro during the Culling Games, so I was forced to create multiple drafts to gauge their behavior.

I've analyzed all recordings of them and their speech patterns, but it still doesn't feel right.

Even though I have a few hundred words jotted down, I know that it could be improved.

If only I could take inspiration from someone or somewhere!

It's even more frustrating since everyone else in the fan club doesn't know how to write good fanfiction!

I narrow my eyes. "I'm going to write peak."

Master Kusakabe turned around. "Huh?"

My face turned red. "Uh, just speaking out loud."

He sighed. "I don't get kids these days."

Phew, that was a close one.

I can never let it get out that I am the leader of the Naohiro x Gojo fan club.

Our headquarters are in Kyoto, and that damn Mai Zenin has been hunting us down!

She calls it disgusting, but she doesn't understand how we feel.

We are the fans of true boy's love!

Flashback: A Few Weeks Ago

Mai sighed. "Please stop doing this stuff. It's pretty creepy as a family member of Naohiro."

I take a stance. "YOU WON'T STOP US FROM CREATING PEAK FICTION, ZENIN! [Simple Domain]!"

*BAM*

I feel something smack my stomach.

My eyes widen. "H-How, I had my simple domain active."

Looking down, I see the earth shaped like a pillar, hitting my stomach.

Mai shook her head. "Construction allows me to create objects in my range, meaning that I can create a short pillar from beneath you."

That's cheating!

My eyes close as I black out.

Flashback: End

We arrived at the training ground, and I got lost in my thoughts again.

I never want to be taken off guard like that again.

As the president, I need to be worthy of my title.

I speak up with a serious face. "Master Kusakabe, can you teach me how to avoid attacks that appear within the simple domain, such as manipulating or creating ground?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Simple Domain should allow you to do that in the first place."

My eyes slowly widened. "Then how did I not see it coming?"

He pondered for a moment before speaking. "You were most likely distracted by something. What were you doing at that time?"

My face reddened once more as I shook my hands in front of me. "It was nothing, I swear!"

He put his hands in his pockets. "You know that saying it was nothing means that it was something."

I sigh. "Yes, I was distracted..."

With a sigh of his own, he pulled his hands out of his pockets and walked over to me.

I tilted my head to the side. "What will we be doing today?"

He had a short smile. "Hand me that small notebook you are carrying."

I instantly replied. "No."

He seemed shocked, but his short smile only widened.

*whoosh*

He disappeared and seemingly teleported behind me.

However, I noticed something missing.

My heart sank. "No way..."

He spoke. "If you don't land a blow on me in the next 5 minutes, I'm going to read your noteb-"

I yell as I cut him off. "NO, IT ISN'T READY YET! [SIMPLE DOMAIN]!"

*slash*

He jumped backward as he was in my range.

Master Kusakabe kept his smile. 

My face turned serious.

I will not let anyone read it until it is ready.

No matter what, I will keep the Naohiro x Gojo fanfiction a sacred text.

Even if I have to defeat my master to do so.

Five Minutes Later

Tears form at the side of my eyes. "Please don't."

He flips open the book.

Everything is over. I'm a disappointment.

*gasp*

His eyes widen as he recoils in shock. "Wha-"

After a minute, he closes the book with a darkened look on his face.

I sit down and curl in a ball. "It's over."

He turned around. "*Inhale* *Exhale* Training is off today. I need to wash out my eyes."

As he walks away, I look at the sky.

...

...

...

I mutter out loud. "Even if the world is against me, I'm going to write peak fiction."