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    He met his soulmate, she was the right person, but he didn't have enough time with her before she passed.
   He met his son, but it felt like mere seconds that he was with him.

  He had yet to meet his youngest son, Yukio.




    His children that he had with Yuri are now within reach... 



















    But he fears......





















    That me may not have enough time with them.....





















   That night, while everyone was asleep, Rin began writing a letter to Yukio. He might as well leave something.


    Yukio,
          Don't even bother looking for me, I know what I chose to do. 
          I rethought about my decision, and I will not die. 
         But I will go away to start fresh, live a life where I'm not in constant fear just because of who our father is.
          I don't understand that what I went through wasn't shared with you saying we have the same father, but now it doesn't matter.
         If you feel guilty about this whole situation, that's correct, you were the final reason why I left.
         But I will admit, you are still my younger brother, and I still care for you. But that doesn't mean I have to like you.
        You really don't have to worry about me anymore. I got my flames under control quickly from the help of a certain someone.
       I won't hurt anyone. I promise that much, but if I have to I will.

       Yukio, even though you had lost your right to call me your brother, if I'm around, I'll still have your back even though you do not deserve it.
       Bye Yukio, I don't deserve what I went through over there, I need a fresh start.


                                                                    -Rin


      Rin folded the paper, and quietly set the paper on the bed Rin used to sleep in, Yukio was asleep on the other bed. Rin gazed down on Yukio.

     Even though Yukio was an ass. Rin will still miss him, but Rin didn't deserve the life he had lived here in True Cross. He walked back to his room, and tried sleeping. 


     Rin, Itadori, Gojo, Nobara, and Megumi awoke early, and were on their way, Rin put his backpack on with all his stuff, and his suitcase with his clothes, his sword slung over his sword slung over his shoulder and Kuro walking beside him.

     "Everyone ready?" Gojo asked.

      The four teenagers nodded, and left for the plane to Sendai city. Rin felt the pressure from the change, but change is what he needed. To be his best self, he needed a few changes in his life. One of them? Getting out of the place where practically everyone wanted him dead.

       'Sendai city, here I come...' Rin thought as they all got on the plane. 

     It was a little private plane specially for the Jujutsu sorcerers, Gojo had rented one for he and his students to and from True Cross. Rin sat near a window, the plane was big but not too big, it was small but not small. It was big enough for the entire class to comfortably spread out. 

     Once everyone was seated and buckled, the plane began lift off, and was soon on it's way to Sendai City. Rin watched as the True Cross grew smaller and smaller, and soon, it disappeared within clouds. Kuro happily walked around, studying the new environment.

     Rin smiled as he watched Kuro explore. Everyone was sorta quiet, except for Itadori and Kuro who began to play around. Rin brought out his phone, and shut it off. He stared out the window. He felt strange, it was a bad kind of strange, but it was maybe due to the change. 

     If he wouldn't choose death, then a fresh start somewhere else was the other best plan. He leaned against the window, the cold glass cooling his forehead.


     He wondered what his new life would be like...
     Rin Okumura was no more...
     Rin Itadori was taking the lead from now on, and from here on out. He will be treated how he should've been for a long time now.


{To be continued...}

Sorry for late update, I had school and some assignments to complete and also some grades to get up before this school year ends.

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