Jujutsu Kaisen: Nah, I'd Copy

Two Days Later…

A sliver-haired teenager stood in an empty field, devoid of any life for miles… except him. He stood by himself as he moved his hands around each other to perform the perfect combination to perform it…

"Water Style, Water Dragon Jutsu!" He yelled as he finished running through the handseals. This teen was the self-proclaimed "Kakashi Kishimoto" who was practicing his water ninjutsu. One of his eyes was an unusual red and black over it, coupled with a three tomoe, this was the three-tomoe Sharingan.

Sharingan was one of the three visual ninjutsu.

A creature manifested itself after water splashed around the user, a Dragon floated as the host grinned. That showed his praise for himself without the words.

"If only I had a Byakugan for the other eye." He said as he stared at the Dragon. Before he was barely able to keep the jutsu up in okay weather conditions, but after sometime he had gotten the hang of it. Then, he decided to test in a desert.

"That would help me block people's Cursed Energy network." He said with a grin emanating from his face. His grin reminded one of the one that a happy child would make when he found something exciting, what was more exciting than mastering a B-rank ninjutsu at the age of 13.

After waiting for a while to see if he could hold it up he dispersed the dragon.

"I guess I'll go back into town." He said to himself as he looked at the dirt road back. He stood in one place, just seemingly staring at an abyss before he began running. He had practiced copying taijutsu, genjutsu, fuinjutsu… hell, he even tried copying people's bikujutsu.

He actually found at that it was way more easier running when he was not in a body that was over 50 years old. He ran through the dirt road, making it to the city in record time. He looked at the signboard that was there, it read:

Welcome To Tokyo! Hope you enjoy your stay.

"First time I saw this I was shocked, but now it makes sense since I saw Nanami and "the other guy"…. Ugh, I still find it hard to remember his name. That is probably because he died in S2 in the early episodes." The scarecrow teen sighed as he passed the signboard.

He entered the city expecting to go into his house immediately to rest. He began walking quickly as he wanted to make it on time, because even Kakashi had some moments that he needed grub. The other Kakashi (Kishimoto) didn't actually feel very hungry, but nevertheless he needed his food on a daily.

His pace was fast, but he inevitably slowed down. Why? He saw a peculiar looking man in all black. But what distinguished him from the crowd was the fact that he had a badge.

"Remember, people who have a badge like this." Mahito pointed to his other hand where he held a badge, "people who wear this badge like this are Jujutsu sorcerers'."

'Even if they aren't the exact words, he said something among those lines. And this guy is wearing one of those badges, I should follow him so that I'll know where Jujutsu Tech is.' Those words echoed through Kakashi's mind as he decided to follow the young man who wore the badge.

He spun at a 360o degrees as his vision became glued on the young man with black hair. The man had spiky black hair and Kakashi could deduce at least average looks from the dude, but who was he to critize, he was literary a walking scarecrow.

The man didn't seem to notice him as Kakashi targeted him. He wasn't going to try to infiltrate their ranks, if he was seen by Gojo there would be no escape. It wasn't magic to notice someone that was still growing in Jujutsu Tech.

If he was to grade himself, Kakashi would say he was 3rd grade. That wasn't very favorable as he knew he was able to beat a 2nd grade but where would all that pride go to? His brain of course.

It was only a fool that would challenge the strongest sorcerer of the modern age, the Honored one and the one that has many other titles to his name when he had only been in the world for 2 days. If Sukuna wasn't the strongest of the golden age of Jujutsu, Gojo would've killed him at the first damn chance he had.

The man unsuspectingly went to his destination. Kakashi was prepared to see the man go on a mission and watch how standard sorcerers fight, but, after all the twist and turns the man turned towards the location of a school. He had expected it to be hidden, but it was as open as bread that was becoming stale.

The man was still visible but a feeling tugged… no, that's an understatement. A feeling gripped him as if it gripped onto his very soul, "he should not take a step further." Was all he could hear?

"What is this?" He asked himself after he took a step back. He was rather confused about this feeling. Was it danger? He didn't have cursed energy so Tengen wouldn't be able to detect him, right? Did he actually have cursed energy? He wasn't sure.

The barriers kept cursed users out, he could be labeled as a cursed user since he could use techniques.

Sigh.

"I need to think about this at home." Kakashi muttered to himself as he headed back. The whole thing confused him more than the concept of where he would go to after he died.

He had already mapped the place in his head so he would be able to come back here without help… Even if he was uninvited.

He opened his phone and began scrolling through the browser. He remembered that in one of the episodes of S1, Gojo announced that he had a website. He also put his phone number there, but Kakashi couldn't remember the number nor the website.

So, he decided to check for curse exterminators. If Gojo had created it…

"No luck," Kakashi said to himself as he kept his phone in his pockets. "It's almost frightening that I have no one to talk to but my lonesome self. I think I need to finish middle school before I'll be allowed to enter Jujutsu Tech."

"But broom girl didn't look as though she was 18. She looked like she was my age except shorter." He mused as he walked in the direction of his house. He had forgotten the name of the shortest person in the anime: Momo.

"Broom girl had to be at most 4 foot tall." He said to himself as he approached his home.

Speaking facts, Momo was 18 years at the end of season 2. At four foot eleven, she was easily mistaken for a kid in 3rd year. She was also one of the weakest characters, she focused much more on elegance than real damage so she was easily the most useless both during the night of a thousand demons and the Shibuya incident.

Kakashi opened the door of his home and opened the door, he closed it and then walked towards his room. He stopped as he heard the voices of several men, he froze so that they would not hear his voice and began trying to listen into what they were saying.

It wasn't really his fault his movements were just so skilled that he did not notice his efficiency even in minor things. That was why he had not noticed that he made no sound while walking or running.

'Should I let them go? No, I probably shouldn't, they're probably planning on stealing from me. This is a good chance to test my abilities in a fight, it would probably be something minor since they don't use cursed energy.

It will be over before I know it, or should I test if I could copy taijutsu from someone that was not in a screen… I probably should.'

With those thoughts in his mind he began sprinting. He was heading for where the voices came from, that was his bathroom.

'I hope they aren't using my toothpaste. I don't have enough money to buy another one.' Kakashi thought as he kicked the door revealing…

A/N: See you in Chapter 3