Limitless ✩ Gojo Satoru

Chapter Twenty-Eight ✩ Skating

"Gojo wins."

Kanae and Geto sat at the bleachers watching Gojo practically scrape the ice with Chase. For someone who was a beginner, he was moving way too fast to even be considered that. Kanae couldn't help but be surprised as he began to skate backwards with quickness as Chase's eyes watched in horror. Who the hell and what the hell was this guy?

Geto shrugged at the results which seemed like common sense to him. Glancing at Kanae, he raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you are surprised. This is Gojo we are talking about."

"Yeah but as a beginner, this is insane. I've skated a few times and never fail to fall flat on my ass." Gojo began to skate circles around Chase twirling dramatically. The fraudulent boy was out of breath and panting not even sure of what he could pull out next against him. This made Kanae snort.

"Yeah but Gojo being a beginner means that he's an expert. You should know that by now. You are dating someone who's good at anything and everything." Geto commented. "He's the closest thing that you'll have to superman."

Gojo was now returning towards them as he made his way off the ice and towards the bleachers balancing on his skates. He climbed over and now sat beside Kanae who was sandwiched between the two.

"What are you guys talking about?" Gojo asked resting his head on hers.

"Geto is glazing you." Kanae joked to which the dark-haired man furrowed his eyebrows.

Geto watched the two glance at each other dumbfounded as they giggled like children. "What does that even mean?"

It kind of frustrated him that they knew the ins and outs to the joke whilst he was left in the dark.  On the other hand, he liked seeing them like this. A small grin broke out on his face as he watched them bond over his short misery.

With an eye roll, he sighed loudly. "I'm happy you two are together, but don't make me the butt of a joke."

"I'm sorry Geto, it's nothing bad. You just appreciate Gojo very much." The two finished up their giggling as Kanae cleared her voice. "Anyways since I have you both here, I want to change the topic. How the hell did you guys get here?"

The air between the three changed. Geto and Gojo quickly glanced at each other before they both cleared their voices.

Gojo decided to start. "Well...I've always wanted to come to North America—"

"Oh and out of all of North America, you choose to come to Canada? Lie better. I'm not stupid Gojo." She turned her head to the other troublemaker. "Geto?"

"I...uh..." As Kanae stared at Geto, Gojo shook his head silently signalling for his best friend to shut up. "You and Gojo should talk about this. I'm going to get on the ice..or something.." Geto walks away leaving the two alone.

"You screamed into your phone, the line cut and we couldn't contact you. I just thought something bad happened." Gojo told her plainly.

When Geto told him about her screaming and the line cutting, he thought the worst had happened. That flight felt so incredibly long. If only he could have teleported or fly long distances, the world would be a better place.

"My phone fell into a pool of slush and I haven't gotten it replaced yet." Her legs swung on the bleacher bench. "So you travelled across the world for me? On the spot you decided that?"

"You forget that I'm a wealthy man. If I want to leave Japan tomorrow, I can leave easily."

"Fair fair." She couldn't help, but nod in agreement. "Wait, but something still isn't adding up. You didn't even know where I was. Did you just assume I'd be at an ice rink?"