I don't own JJK. I wouldn't be nearly smart enough to commit to half the eluding and manipulating that Gege does - the sly bastard.

"Suguru, should we kill them all?"

Geto considered his answer carefully.

He had never seen Gojo so serious, but he didn't have the energy to be surprised. It was a mood that he reflected heavily, no doubt from the likely now-cold body of Amanai still resting in Gojo's arms. It made him dead to the world. His feelings void and thoughts endless.

He reconsidered the question.

The people around them were still clapping, with expressions that in no way belonged on their faces given the death that had occurred recently. How someone could be so happy over the death of an innocent schoolgirl, who had only wanted to live, was beyond him.

More than that, how anyone could be happy over the death of anything left him disgusted. You shouldn't ever feel elation over the suffering of others, even if they were a mortal enemy, or if they deserved to be killed. Toji Fushiguro had done this, had killed the girl in Gojo's arms, and while he had wanted the man to die there was no happiness now that he was.

There was only a very, very slight satisfaction - but more than that, remorse.

Yet these people cheered and galled at the death of someone so pure. He tried to consider their perspective, the knowledge of the situation, and yet it still made so little sense. Even if they thought that they were doing a good thing by killing Amanai, it was such a shallow excuse. They saw the body of a frail girl and acted as if they had been gifted a present.

They were mindless individuals, swayed by a handful of people who saw the world for what it was - an endless opportunity of exploiting the weak-minded. They were still people, and yet by falling for something like this, for acting the way that they were, they were lesser.

A small part of his mind voiced a thought, though. Killing without meaning made them no better than the curses, and while killing these people might seem like ridding the world of lesser individuals, the people who had truly done this would remain alive and unaffected.

And what would Amanai herself have thought if all these people were killed in retribution? To begin with, she had been accepting of her role. She had known for her entire life that she was to be a sacrifice, and had accepted it.

But that too, meant nothing, because as soon as himself and Gojo had offered her an alternative, an actual choice in living her life, there had been very little deliberation on her end.

Yet she wouldn't have wanted for people to die on her behalf. She was an innocent girl, who saw the best in the world and wanted suffering on no one. Suguru had only known her for a few scant days, and yet he had already gathered as much.

But Amanai was dead. Killed by a world far too vile for her. By people who were disgusting.

It didn't matter what she thought because she would never be able to voice it. That had been taken from her, and so much more, and while killing all of these people meant nothing in the long run, just their existence seemed like a taint on Suguru's, everyone's conscience.

He had never proclaimed to be a good person.

And staring into Gojo's eyes, he knew he wouldn't be alone. So normally happy, jovial - he was dead and his eyes, brilliantly blue were dulled. His face beaten. It seemed like only his response was keeping the white-haired teen from killing everyone around them.

And Suguru saw the plea in them, as well. As if Gojo was asking him to say otherwise, to stop the both of them from taking a step they could never take back.

But he also saw the resolution. If they did make this decision together, there would be no remorse, and neither of them would ever live to regret their choices.

Suguru closed his eyes. His mind was screaming at him, telling him that this was meaningless - that it was wrong. They shouldn't kill this people. In all effectiveness, the only crime they were guilty of was ignorance, and yet…

Everything else was screaming at him to kill them. All of them.

He looked back up at Gojo. The man was still watching him, gaze tired. Amanai still in his arms.

Suguru didn't answer his question. It was only a few seconds of deliberation he took. Gojo got his answer as the black portals opened up behind Geto, and he saw his friend blink for a second in contemplation before slowly, carefully, lowering the body of the girl to the ground.

They didn't speak afterwards. They walked carrying the body back to Jujutsu High. The only thing that they offered each other was the proximity in which they walked in, and the contemplative silence in which they figured out what on earth they would do next.

AN: Yo,

New material, huh? Admittedly, I'm a newbie to JJK. In the wake of season two of the anime, I decided to bite the bullet and read the manga. Currently, I am at the end of the Shibuya Incident Arc, and I find myself surprised at the consistent quality of Gege Akutami's work.

Gojo's past arc is currently one of my favourites. It leaves a lot of questions and explains a lot of reasoning behind a large amount of the main cast. This is ripped directly from the beginning of the end of the arc, and asks the question that some of us probably considered when reading the manga.

What if Suguru had answered Gojo's question differently? Both of them had the commitment to kill every one of the people in the room, and both of them would have - I believe that completely. Only if Suguru had answered differently.

I don't plan on extending this plotline. This is simply a oneshot.

Will I do any more JJK work? Probably.

As I continue with the manga it is inevitable that I'll come up with new ideas. Sitting here, writing this author's note, I already have a plan for the next one shot. A lot of them are going to be simple what if's, in which the ending is ambiguous and explores the different choices that characters can make in the JJK universe.

I'm happy to finally write about what I, so far, consider a beautifully well crafted story. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

See ya,

- Luerio