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still alive I promise. College is tearing me a new one so the Gojo fic has been placed on the back burner but it will return. Eventually...
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Me to my college professors.
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Blessings
𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴀᴏʏᴀ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴀᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʙɪᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ᴊᴊᴋ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ. ᴄᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ. ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ/ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ. ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇx. ᴏᴜᴛᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴢᴇɴɪɴ ᴄʟᴀɴ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟꜱ
ɢᴏᴊᴏ x ᴢᴇɴɪɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 4ᴋ
ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ / ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ /ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
2018
November 9
"Thought you were dying there for a few hours." Shoko's voice says
The scent of cigarette smoke hits your nose as you try to get your barrings.
"I would never." You say, your voice is hoarse
"How're you feeling?" She asks passing you a glass of water
"Sore. I'll be fine though," You say gulping the water down greedily, "How long have I been asleep?"
"Not long I used my technique so you should be fine. You had a pretty bad concussion along with your stomach being torn open. Whoever stitched you up did a good job but that fight ruined it. ." She explains
You nod slowly and sit up.
"Oh, I have your phone, Naoya insisted you wouldn't need it when he picked you up." She says handing you a shoe box.
Sure enough, your phone sits inside and a few other items.
Nanami's cursed tool sits with what looks like half of the spotted tie he often wore.
Nanami! Naoya never mentioned him and with all the excitement at the estate, he hadn't crossed your mind.
"Shoko! Where's Nanami? He saved me from some sort of fire curse! Let me see him!" You demand trying to climb off the bed she had you on
Shoko places a warm hand on your shoulder and sits down next to you.
"Nanami died in Shibuya. Itadori saw it, he was killed by that cursed spirit Mahito." She says quietly
No...
It's alright
That couldn't possibly be your last interaction with him! Shoko was lying.
"Where's Satoru? He'll tell me the truth?" You say, angry that she'd lie
"He's still sealed. Whatever is inside Geto's body has him. Even if we were to get him back he's to remain sealed for collaborating on the Shibuya attack." Shoko says
Naoya had said something similar to you just days ago...
"I'm just saying what the higher-ups have said to all of us ok." Shoko sighs
Her face is a twisted mess of anger and sadness. Sometimes you forget how close Shoko was to Gojo, to Geto before his death last year.
"I'm sorry." You say
You're having a hard time believing all this, Nanami dead, Satoru, missing, sealed inside some box. Not to mention the aftermath of the fight with Naoya. You're pretty sure you can feel your bones creaking.
"I picked the tool up from where he died. The tie was actually wrapped around your fingers when you were brought to me." She says
He must've put it there. You swore he had the tie wrapped around his own hand like always when he pushed you out of the way.
Your tears feel like they're burning your face as you whisper your thanks for the box.
"You should get some rest at home. I healed you with my technique but your head was pretty bad, you probably won't feel the best for another couple of days." She says, "The rest of the report is there if you want it."
And then, she's gone, closing the door behind her with a soft tap.
Ijichi helps you sneak out of the school undetected. He claimed that reports were submitted to the higher-ups that Maki killed you in the Zenin massacre. That kept you safe for now but being on school grounds was still risky. If one of them came down to Shoko's lab they'd sense your cursed energy and then Yuta would be dispatched.
Your home feels empty without Satoru's loud voice and Megumi and Itadori's bickering about Human Earthworm. You spend the next few days reviewing various reports Shoko emails you. From the Culling Games from Kenjaku to Itadori's second 'death", it seems like you missed a lot.
November 11
The loud crash of a pan wakes you up. The clock on your bedside table reads 4pm, you must've fallen asleep reading again. Hushed whispers reach your ears.
Whoever the higher-ups sent to kill you, they were doing a shit job. Had Yuta lost his mind?
"Itadori! Pick it up! She hates it when we mess up the kitchen!" A voice commands
Megumi?
You immediately throw off your blankets, and any ideas of jumping out the window are gone from your mind.
You're practically tripping down the steps as you rush to the source of the noise.
"It's not my fault I swear!"
You finally reach the kitchen to see Itadori holding your favorite frying pan in one hand and rubbing the back of his neck with another. Megumi must've smacked him.
And then your eyes fall to the other person with them. Buried behind Megumi and Itadori's scrap over a pan is the girl you never thought would wake up.
"Tsumiki!" You gasp and immediately wrap your arms around her.
Her laugh warms your heart as she leans up from her wheelchair to hug back.
"What are you doing here?" You ask when you break apart
"She's part of the Culling Games. Itadori and I want to work to fix a rule that lets her leave. I brought her here since I thought she'd be safest with you." Megumi explains
"That's great but...getting involved with those games means killing others doesn't it?" You ask as you run a hand through Tsumiki's hair.
"Yes, but what other options do we have?" Itadori says
"Saving Tsumiki is our priority. Kenjaku will kill her if she doesn't participate." Megumi says
"Then you two can stay here with her. I can join them." You say, "You guys are still kids."
Sure they're extremely powerful kids. Sukunas vessel and the use of the Ten Shadows, but still kids.
"Children shouldn't have to do things like that." You say
Your words are reminding you of Nanami. He always said things like this, especially after Haibara died.
"No," Megumi says
No? Who did this kid think he was?
"Megumi, have you forgotten I'm the special grade here. Not to mention I literally have changed your bed sheets after you peed in the middle of the night." You say, "You're not in any position to tell me what to do."
Maybe you could embarrass him into staying home. Itadori lets out a snort but slaps his hand over his mouth when Megumi sends him a sharp look.
"You can't go because we'll need you later. We don't know what Kenjaku can do. If you go in there and fight you might lose, and we can't be missing any special grades. Without Gojo, we're going to need all our power as sorcerers." Megumi says
You hate that he's right. You still don't feel great after your fight with Naoya. You know it's not his technique, it's just you. Maybe it has to do with Nanami or Satoru.
"You're talking like an adult, clan leader." You smile and mockingly bow
"That's right! You're head of our family now, Megumi!" Tsumiki smiles
"I don't want it. I already told you that on the bus ride over here." Megumi scowls
"Dunno if you have a choice in that. Not that it matters though, The clans is dead. It's just us and Maki now." You say
"What?" Megumi asked
"Maki, she came to the estate and killed the Hei and the Kakuru. I haven't seen her since but I presume she's off mopping up the rest of the Zenins that weren't on Estate grounds at the time." You say
"What about your parents?" Tsumiki asks
April 2016
"Dead people are kind of gross, huh?"
"Just because he's dead doesn't mean you can make fun of him, Naoya." You say
"Why not? You hate him for engaging us. Besides any man that dies to a sickness isn't a real man." Naoya scoffs, "I don't ever plan to die like that."
"He had cancer, Naoya." You say
"So?" He asks
You roll your eyes and look over at your mother. She's spent her day greeting family members who have come to mourn your after. You haven't talked to her in years, you only knew that your father was dead thanks to Naoya.
"You are such a good-looking couple!" An older woman compliments her as she approaches.
You're not entirely sure who she is exactly. Just some nameless Zenin woman who has shriveled with time.
"Thank you." You say with a small smile.
This funeral has been unbearable so far, playing perfect fiance with Naoya has sucked your soul from your body.
"What's the long face for?"
"For fucks sake." Naoya curses as heavy arms come to rest on both your shoulders
"I mean I know it's a funeral and all but did anyone actually like the guy that died?"
The old woman scoffs and hobbles off, deterred by the one and only Satrou Gojo.
"What are you doing?" You ask
"Let go," Naoya says shoving his arm off
"Saving you love birds. Everyone hates when old relatives come up to make small talk. I know I do." He smiles
"No I mean, I left you in the car. Why are you in here?" You say, gently pushing his arm from your shoulder.
"I got bored. Plus Megumi stopped texting me back." Satrou says
"Of course he did. You're insufferable." Naoya says eyeing Satoru like he was some bug.
"Careful now, we don't want to get any blood on that nice outfit of yours." Satoru smiles
"Whatever. You have five minutes with your bitch. My dad wants to see us." Naoya says before stomping off somewhere.
"I'll kill him." Satoru smiles
"No, you won't." You say
After you successfully send Satoru back to the car, you bribed him with sex and a promise of kikufuku, you're free again. Your eyes fall to your mother again and this time she sees you. She smiles at you but you can't bring yourself to return it. There was nothing to smile about you were still trapped in an engagement a now-dead man had set up. Why did she even bother to still try with you?
"I don't care what happens to them. They're not my family." You say
"So you'll let me go? You're not going to tackle me the way you did that one time?" Megumi asks
"That was when you were eight, and wanted to wear your underwear on the outside of your pants because Satoru told you he'd take your bed away if you didn't. You almost went to the bus stop like that." You say
"Why was he even trying to take your bed away in the first place?" Itadori asked
"I didn't want to talk to him about Digimon." Megumi sighs
"Megumi, tell her why you're bringing me to her." Tsumiki says, nudging her baby brother's leg
"What? Why?" Megumi asks, his face a bit red
"It was cute." Tsumiki smiles
"Yeah, Fushiguro...tell her." Itadori cheekily says as he elbows Megumi
"Stop it, both of you." You say, "If he doesn't want to then he doesn't have to."
You smile to yourself as you listen to the way Megumi and Itadori talk to each other upstairs.
"We don't have to bring my things downstairs," Tsumiki says from the table
"Sure we do, I don't really want to have to carry you up the steps all the time." You say, "Besides, you'll get the hang of walking again soon. After all, Satrou's money pays for the best physical therapist we can find."
Tsumiki is quieter than normal but she seems happy enough to watch to prepare a simple dinner for everyone. It's a bit jarring that she hasn't made fun of Megumi yet or scolded him, but perhaps she was just happy to be out of her coma.
"Is this everything?" Megumi asks as he tosses extra clothes, blankets, and a few hair ties onto the couch.
"It looks good to me. Sit down, boys we're eating dinner." You say
"We have to get back to the school. Tengen, Yuki, and Choso will want an update." Megumi says
"You have to eat. What's Tengen going to serve? Socratic advice that makes no sense?" You ask
Megumi huffs in annoyance but sits down anyway.
"Teenagers. They're so full of attitude." You say to Itadori.
"Especially Fushiguro." Itadori laughs
"Tell me about it. He used to pout all the time when he was a kid. Always wanted things to go your way." You smile as you walk to the table
"That's Gojo's fault. He spoiled us." Megumi says
"True, he doesn't seem to have a frugal bone in his body." You say
December 2009
"Do you honestly think he'll like that?" You ask eyeing the expensive coat Gojo has just purchased.
"Tsumiki liked hers. Besides, Megumi needs a nicer one, the one he has is too small on his arms." He dismisses you
"Sure but..."
You glance down at all the many bags the white-haired man had accumulated over the past few hours. You had ended up at the mall with him after finding out how little the kids had in way of clothes and just possessions in general. You were all for Christmas shopping but Satoru was taking things pretty far.
"Alrighty...I think we went to every store." He says as the two of you step into a crowded elevator.
"You think?" You smile
"Are you mocking me?" He asks
"I'd never." You lie
You shuffle closer to him as people shift around to get out on their stop, but suddenly a sour smell fills the elevator. You look up at the sun-glass-wearing idiot to see a smirk on his face. He must've been the cause.
"Ah sorry about that everyone. She's feeling a bit gassy. Must've been the broccoli we had from Panda Express!" He announces
You're positively mortified as a man in a stylish suit shoots you a glare and steps away from you.
Gojo's cackling is so loud, you could probably hear it all the way back at the school where Nananmi was watching the kids.
"Don't you ever do that again, idiot!" You scold as your voice carries through the parking deck
"It's not my fault you let it out in an elevator of all places!" He laughs
"You're a liar!" You say, shoving his shoulder
"Careful! What if I dropped these bags? What would you tell the kids then?" He asks
"I'd tell them you're a man with a fancy credit card who can't hold his farts in when he's in public." You say
"And if I held it in? What if it builds up and explodes inside me?" He asks, totally serious
"Good, one less freak in the world." You huff
Gojo dramatically gasps and pretends to faint by leaning onto you.
"Get off! Your fat ass is crushing me! All those sweets must be adding up!"
It's not until you're back in the car that Gojo stops laughing about the elevator, even now, his giggles are breaking the silence.
"Do you actually think my ass has gotten fat?" He asks, "All the squats I've been doing must be paying off."
The nerve of this man.
Tsumiki looks so peaceful as you turn off the lights in the living room. It had been a challenge to get her out of the wheelchair but the relaxed look on her face now that she was asleep on the couch was well worth it.
You quietly tiptoe up the steps and knock on Megumi's door. There's a bit of shuffling followed by a "I can't believe you don't want to watch the Conjuring, Fushiguro." Before the door swings open.
"I just wanted to say goodnight." You say
"Goodnight!" Itadori calls from his place in Megumi's bed
"Goodnight," Megumi says
You smile at him and gently ruffle his hair.
"You're getting so tall. I wish you were little again. You were so cute!" You gush, thinking about Megumi's chubby face.
"Stop that, it's embarrassing." He says brushing his hand off your head.
You're ready to walk away and cuddle into your bed, the soft scent of Satoru's cologne on the sheets ready to lull you to sleep when Itadori speaks up.
"Have you ever seen Human Earthworm?" He asks
"Just the one we all saw at the theater a few months ago." You say
"Wanna watch the third one? Fushiguro doesn't want to but if you do then he has to, cuz' majority wins." He says
You think about it for a moment. While the movie wasn't exactly your taste, the lure of people to talk to was tempting. You weren't enjoying your solitude as much as you thought you would.
"Alright, I'll watch it with you two." You say, pretending like you had really thought it over.
"Yes!" Itadori cheers, "Fushiguro open Netflix!"
You spend the next hour melting your brain on the big bean bag Megumi has in his room. Itadori seemed overjoyed that you had outvoted him but now you were understanding why Megumi wasn't into these movies. They were just so odd!
"Hey, I think he's asleep, we can turn it off," Megumi says quietly
"Thank god." You whisper reaching for the remote, "I think I lost some brain cells."
You stand up and look down at the two teens who are in bed. Megumi is still awake and looking at you while Itadori is fast asleep, his arms wrapped around a stuffed T-Rex Satoru won in a claw machine for Megumi years ago.
"Hey Megumi..." You say
"What?" He asks
He follows your gaze to Itadori and understands exactly what you're saying with your eyes.
"We're just friends." He says quietly, looking at the sleeping pink-haired boy.
"I didn't even say anything!" You whisper
"Friends." Megumi insists, his face is dusted with a pink hue.
You don't miss the way he's avoiding your gaze, instead inspecting the blue of his duvet.
"Alright, alright. Just remember, Satoru will tease you way more than me." You say as you walk toward the door
"He's an idiot," Megumi says
"Oh trust me, I know."
You bid farewell to Megumi and Itadori early the next morning. Tsumiki is rubbing sleep from her eyes as she waves them off from the couch.
"Be safe." You say seriously
"We will! See you soon, Zenin-san!" Itadori waves as starts to walk off.
"So you know exactly where to bring her, right?" Megumi asks, "If it changes, Maki will come to tell you."
"I know, don't worry." You assure
"I'm just...trying to be cautious. I don't want anything going wrong." Megumi says
"You don't have to be. Itadori will have your back in there, and I'll be out here keeping her safe. I know that's why you brought her to me." You say, "Plus, if anything goes seriously wrong Maki can come to tell me and I'll join the game immediately."
"And if the higher-ups find out about you? They don't even know that Tsumiki is here, they think she's at Shoko's." He says
"They won't do anything. Yuta and Yuki are the only ones who would be sent out for me and he's already in the game and Yuki's with Tengen." You assure
"Okay," Megumi says
He seems a bit unsure as he turns to walk after his friend.
"Megumi, everything is going to work out." You say before quickly hugging him.
He's never been one for tons of physical affection, even when he was a kid he'd grimace at head pats or hugs. Of course, that might be because Satoru was the one who was overbearing with it.
You're a bit shocked when Megumi hugs back, normally he stiffly stands there like you've stabbed him in the stomach.
"I know. I just wish we could fast forward to everything being over." He admits
"Tell me about it." You say letting him go, "Satoru getting sealed has made everything more difficult."
Megumi nods in agreement and walks after Itadori.
"See you soon!" You call after them
You get a wide smile from Itadori and a wave from Megumi who says something to the pink-haired boy.
"He said your bathrobe is ugly!" Itadori yells
"Megumi! Get back here right now!" You yell, highly insulted.
November 16
"Are you sure you don't want me to enter with you? I don't mind." You say as you walk with Tsumiki towards the barrier
"It's alright." She says
You had spent the past week and a half with her, holed up at the house. She was rather quiet during that time but she had been sleeping for over a year, perhaps she just wasn't interested in talking your ears off like before.
"Zenin-san and I will be right outside. I'll be substituting for you." Ijichi says
"I still can't believe she chose you for that." You sigh
"I don't want you to get hurt." she says
Odd. Normally she's ready to praise you for your strength. She always found it cool that you were a special grade before she fell into her coma.
"Alright. I'll be right here though. Once you add your rule we can go get some food." You say
Tsumiki nods and sends you a small smile as the barrier swallows her up.
"Are you worried, Zenin-san?" Ijichi asks
"Yes. I'll get over it though. She's a smart girl and Megumi knows what he's doing. He's always been quite sure of himself." You say, "He reminds me of Satoru sometimes."
"I hope he doesn't turn out exactly like him," Ijichi says
"Tell me about it, the world can barely handle one as it is." You laugh
Megumi has always shined bright in your eyes. Sure, he was difficult when you first met him. Sullen, and always ready with a sharp-tongued insult to throw at you and Satoru, but he eventually mellowed out. Well, to you at least. You're sure once this Angel person frees Satoru they'll bicker again as soon as possible.
Perhaps you'll never fully understand Megumi as a person. He was level-headed at times and then at others, he could barely think straight. Even in his middle school days when you'd spend countless hours arguing with him about his bullying habits, you never got a full explanation from him on why he did what he did.
"Out little blessing"
Satoru was right. He was a blessing, even if he would be the cause of early gray hairs and stress wrinkles for you. And now, he was setting things up to keep his sister safe, putting his loved ones first, as he often did. Megumi never said it but you knew he loved his little family, his actions spoke for him.
"Spacing out?" Ijichi asks
"Just thinking about Megumi. He's grown so much." You sigh
"Well, he is 15. Teen boys tend to do that." He says
"I wasn't talking about how tall he's getting, Ijichi."
November 19
Dammit. How could you let this happen? Sukuna in Megumi. Some ancient sorceress taking over Tsumiki, getting her killed. This was all your fault. You let Megumi go into the games. You could've insisted he stay home. Maybe you could've figured out some way to separate Yoruzu from Tsumiki. Just maybe...you could've fought her, gotten Tsumiki's soul to respond...perhaps using your domain would've worked.
Everything was falling apart and you can't help but think you could've done something to stop it.
"Zenin-san!"
Panda.
"Ieiri-san is looking for you!" He says
You wipe at the stray tears that have accumulated in your waterline. There wasn't time to mourn. You'd bury Tsumiki later, for now, you had to focus on what was ahead.
"Are you ready?" Shoko asks, sunglasses in one hand, and a cigarette in the other.
You looked over at the one Itadori had introduced as Hana Kurusu, or well Angel as you liked to refer to her in your mind.
Just a few more minutes and he'd be back again. Satoru was coming home.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
I know, it's shorter than normal. I have to focus on my work for my college so this will have to tie everyone over for a little bit. I gotta lock-in I fear.
I will say this though:
Gojo returns in the next chapter hehe.
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Blessings
𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴀᴏʏᴀ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴀᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʙɪᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ᴊᴊᴋ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ. ᴄᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ. ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ/ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ. ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇx. ᴏᴜᴛᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴢᴇɴɪɴ ᴄʟᴀɴ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟꜱ
ɢᴏᴊᴏ x ᴢᴇɴɪɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 4ᴋ
ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ / ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ /ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
2018
November 9
"Thought you were dying there for a few hours." Shoko's voice says
The scent of cigarette smoke hits your nose as you try to get your barrings.
"I would never." You say, your voice is hoarse
"How're you feeling?" She asks passing you a glass of water
"Sore. I'll be fine though," You say gulping the water down greedily, "How long have I been asleep?"
"Not long I used my technique so you should be fine. You had a pretty bad concussion along with your stomach being torn open. Whoever stitched you up did a good job but that fight ruined it. ." She explains
You nod slowly and sit up.
"Oh, I have your phone, Naoya insisted you wouldn't need it when he picked you up." She says handing you a shoe box.
Sure enough, your phone sits inside and a few other items.
Nanami's cursed tool sits with what looks like half of the spotted tie he often wore.
Nanami! Naoya never mentioned him and with all the excitement at the estate, he hadn't crossed your mind.
"Shoko! Where's Nanami? He saved me from some sort of fire curse! Let me see him!" You demand trying to climb off the bed she had you on
Shoko places a warm hand on your shoulder and sits down next to you.
"Nanami died in Shibuya. Itadori saw it, he was killed by that cursed spirit Mahito." She says quietly
No...
It's alright
That couldn't possibly be your last interaction with him! Shoko was lying.
"Where's Satoru? He'll tell me the truth?" You say, angry that she'd lie
"He's still sealed. Whatever is inside Geto's body has him. Even if we were to get him back he's to remain sealed for collaborating on the Shibuya attack." Shoko says
Naoya had said something similar to you just days ago...
"I'm just saying what the higher-ups have said to all of us ok." Shoko sighs
Her face is a twisted mess of anger and sadness. Sometimes you forget how close Shoko was to Gojo, to Geto before his death last year.
"I'm sorry." You say
You're having a hard time believing all this, Nanami dead, Satoru, missing, sealed inside some box. Not to mention the aftermath of the fight with Naoya. You're pretty sure you can feel your bones creaking.
"I picked the tool up from where he died. The tie was actually wrapped around your fingers when you were brought to me." She says
He must've put it there. You swore he had the tie wrapped around his own hand like always when he pushed you out of the way.
Your tears feel like they're burning your face as you whisper your thanks for the box.
"You should get some rest at home. I healed you with my technique but your head was pretty bad, you probably won't feel the best for another couple of days." She says, "The rest of the report is there if you want it."
And then, she's gone, closing the door behind her with a soft tap.
Ijichi helps you sneak out of the school undetected. He claimed that reports were submitted to the higher-ups that Maki killed you in the Zenin massacre. That kept you safe for now but being on school grounds was still risky. If one of them came down to Shoko's lab they'd sense your cursed energy and then Yuta would be dispatched.
Your home feels empty without Satoru's loud voice and Megumi and Itadori's bickering about Human Earthworm. You spend the next few days reviewing various reports Shoko emails you. From the Culling Games from Kenjaku to Itadori's second 'death", it seems like you missed a lot.
November 11
The loud crash of a pan wakes you up. The clock on your bedside table reads 4pm, you must've fallen asleep reading again. Hushed whispers reach your ears.
Whoever the higher-ups sent to kill you, they were doing a shit job. Had Yuta lost his mind?
"Itadori! Pick it up! She hates it when we mess up the kitchen!" A voice commands
Megumi?
You immediately throw off your blankets, and any ideas of jumping out the window are gone from your mind.
You're practically tripping down the steps as you rush to the source of the noise.
"It's not my fault I swear!"
You finally reach the kitchen to see Itadori holding your favorite frying pan in one hand and rubbing the back of his neck with another. Megumi must've smacked him.
And then your eyes fall to the other person with them. Buried behind Megumi and Itadori's scrap over a pan is the girl you never thought would wake up.
"Tsumiki!" You gasp and immediately wrap your arms around her.
Her laugh warms your heart as she leans up from her wheelchair to hug back.
"What are you doing here?" You ask when you break apart
"She's part of the Culling Games. Itadori and I want to work to fix a rule that lets her leave. I brought her here since I thought she'd be safest with you." Megumi explains
"That's great but...getting involved with those games means killing others doesn't it?" You ask as you run a hand through Tsumiki's hair.
"Yes, but what other options do we have?" Itadori says
"Saving Tsumiki is our priority. Kenjaku will kill her if she doesn't participate." Megumi says
"Then you two can stay here with her. I can join them." You say, "You guys are still kids."
Sure they're extremely powerful kids. Sukunas vessel and the use of the Ten Shadows, but still kids.
"Children shouldn't have to do things like that." You say
Your words are reminding you of Nanami. He always said things like this, especially after Haibara died.
"No," Megumi says
No? Who did this kid think he was?
"Megumi, have you forgotten I'm the special grade here. Not to mention I literally have changed your bed sheets after you peed in the middle of the night." You say, "You're not in any position to tell me what to do."
Maybe you could embarrass him into staying home. Itadori lets out a snort but slaps his hand over his mouth when Megumi sends him a sharp look.
"You can't go because we'll need you later. We don't know what Kenjaku can do. If you go in there and fight you might lose, and we can't be missing any special grades. Without Gojo, we're going to need all our power as sorcerers." Megumi says
You hate that he's right. You still don't feel great after your fight with Naoya. You know it's not his technique, it's just you. Maybe it has to do with Nanami or Satoru.
"You're talking like an adult, clan leader." You smile and mockingly bow
"That's right! You're head of our family now, Megumi!" Tsumiki smiles
"I don't want it. I already told you that on the bus ride over here." Megumi scowls
"Dunno if you have a choice in that. Not that it matters though, The clans is dead. It's just us and Maki now." You say
"What?" Megumi asked
"Maki, she came to the estate and killed the Hei and the Kakuru. I haven't seen her since but I presume she's off mopping up the rest of the Zenins that weren't on Estate grounds at the time." You say
"What about your parents?" Tsumiki asks
April 2016
"Dead people are kind of gross, huh?"
"Just because he's dead doesn't mean you can make fun of him, Naoya." You say
"Why not? You hate him for engaging us. Besides any man that dies to a sickness isn't a real man." Naoya scoffs, "I don't ever plan to die like that."
"He had cancer, Naoya." You say
"So?" He asks
You roll your eyes and look over at your mother. She's spent her day greeting family members who have come to mourn your after. You haven't talked to her in years, you only knew that your father was dead thanks to Naoya.
"You are such a good-looking couple!" An older woman compliments her as she approaches.
You're not entirely sure who she is exactly. Just some nameless Zenin woman who has shriveled with time.
"Thank you." You say with a small smile.
This funeral has been unbearable so far, playing perfect fiance with Naoya has sucked your soul from your body.
"What's the long face for?"
"For fucks sake." Naoya curses as heavy arms come to rest on both your shoulders
"I mean I know it's a funeral and all but did anyone actually like the guy that died?"
The old woman scoffs and hobbles off, deterred by the one and only Satrou Gojo.
"What are you doing?" You ask
"Let go," Naoya says shoving his arm off
"Saving you love birds. Everyone hates when old relatives come up to make small talk. I know I do." He smiles
"No I mean, I left you in the car. Why are you in here?" You say, gently pushing his arm from your shoulder.
"I got bored. Plus Megumi stopped texting me back." Satrou says
"Of course he did. You're insufferable." Naoya says eyeing Satoru like he was some bug.
"Careful now, we don't want to get any blood on that nice outfit of yours." Satoru smiles
"Whatever. You have five minutes with your bitch. My dad wants to see us." Naoya says before stomping off somewhere.
"I'll kill him." Satoru smiles
"No, you won't." You say
After you successfully send Satoru back to the car, you bribed him with sex and a promise of kikufuku, you're free again. Your eyes fall to your mother again and this time she sees you. She smiles at you but you can't bring yourself to return it. There was nothing to smile about you were still trapped in an engagement a now-dead man had set up. Why did she even bother to still try with you?
"I don't care what happens to them. They're not my family." You say
"So you'll let me go? You're not going to tackle me the way you did that one time?" Megumi asks
"That was when you were eight, and wanted to wear your underwear on the outside of your pants because Satoru told you he'd take your bed away if you didn't. You almost went to the bus stop like that." You say
"Why was he even trying to take your bed away in the first place?" Itadori asked
"I didn't want to talk to him about Digimon." Megumi sighs
"Megumi, tell her why you're bringing me to her." Tsumiki says, nudging her baby brother's leg
"What? Why?" Megumi asks, his face a bit red
"It was cute." Tsumiki smiles
"Yeah, Fushiguro...tell her." Itadori cheekily says as he elbows Megumi
"Stop it, both of you." You say, "If he doesn't want to then he doesn't have to."
You smile to yourself as you listen to the way Megumi and Itadori talk to each other upstairs.
"We don't have to bring my things downstairs," Tsumiki says from the table
"Sure we do, I don't really want to have to carry you up the steps all the time." You say, "Besides, you'll get the hang of walking again soon. After all, Satrou's money pays for the best physical therapist we can find."
Tsumiki is quieter than normal but she seems happy enough to watch to prepare a simple dinner for everyone. It's a bit jarring that she hasn't made fun of Megumi yet or scolded him, but perhaps she was just happy to be out of her coma.
"Is this everything?" Megumi asks as he tosses extra clothes, blankets, and a few hair ties onto the couch.
"It looks good to me. Sit down, boys we're eating dinner." You say
"We have to get back to the school. Tengen, Yuki, and Choso will want an update." Megumi says
"You have to eat. What's Tengen going to serve? Socratic advice that makes no sense?" You ask
Megumi huffs in annoyance but sits down anyway.
"Teenagers. They're so full of attitude." You say to Itadori.
"Especially Fushiguro." Itadori laughs
"Tell me about it. He used to pout all the time when he was a kid. Always wanted things to go your way." You smile as you walk to the table
"That's Gojo's fault. He spoiled us." Megumi says
"True, he doesn't seem to have a frugal bone in his body." You say
December 2009
"Do you honestly think he'll like that?" You ask eyeing the expensive coat Gojo has just purchased.
"Tsumiki liked hers. Besides, Megumi needs a nicer one, the one he has is too small on his arms." He dismisses you
"Sure but..."
You glance down at all the many bags the white-haired man had accumulated over the past few hours. You had ended up at the mall with him after finding out how little the kids had in way of clothes and just possessions in general. You were all for Christmas shopping but Satoru was taking things pretty far.
"Alrighty...I think we went to every store." He says as the two of you step into a crowded elevator.
"You think?" You smile
"Are you mocking me?" He asks
"I'd never." You lie
You shuffle closer to him as people shift around to get out on their stop, but suddenly a sour smell fills the elevator. You look up at the sun-glass-wearing idiot to see a smirk on his face. He must've been the cause.
"Ah sorry about that everyone. She's feeling a bit gassy. Must've been the broccoli we had from Panda Express!" He announces
You're positively mortified as a man in a stylish suit shoots you a glare and steps away from you.
Gojo's cackling is so loud, you could probably hear it all the way back at the school where Nananmi was watching the kids.
"Don't you ever do that again, idiot!" You scold as your voice carries through the parking deck
"It's not my fault you let it out in an elevator of all places!" He laughs
"You're a liar!" You say, shoving his shoulder
"Careful! What if I dropped these bags? What would you tell the kids then?" He asks
"I'd tell them you're a man with a fancy credit card who can't hold his farts in when he's in public." You say
"And if I held it in? What if it builds up and explodes inside me?" He asks, totally serious
"Good, one less freak in the world." You huff
Gojo dramatically gasps and pretends to faint by leaning onto you.
"Get off! Your fat ass is crushing me! All those sweets must be adding up!"
It's not until you're back in the car that Gojo stops laughing about the elevator, even now, his giggles are breaking the silence.
"Do you actually think my ass has gotten fat?" He asks, "All the squats I've been doing must be paying off."
The nerve of this man.
Tsumiki looks so peaceful as you turn off the lights in the living room. It had been a challenge to get her out of the wheelchair but the relaxed look on her face now that she was asleep on the couch was well worth it.
You quietly tiptoe up the steps and knock on Megumi's door. There's a bit of shuffling followed by a "I can't believe you don't want to watch the Conjuring, Fushiguro." Before the door swings open.
"I just wanted to say goodnight." You say
"Goodnight!" Itadori calls from his place in Megumi's bed
"Goodnight," Megumi says
You smile at him and gently ruffle his hair.
"You're getting so tall. I wish you were little again. You were so cute!" You gush, thinking about Megumi's chubby face.
"Stop that, it's embarrassing." He says brushing his hand off your head.
You're ready to walk away and cuddle into your bed, the soft scent of Satoru's cologne on the sheets ready to lull you to sleep when Itadori speaks up.
"Have you ever seen Human Earthworm?" He asks
"Just the one we all saw at the theater a few months ago." You say
"Wanna watch the third one? Fushiguro doesn't want to but if you do then he has to, cuz' majority wins." He says
You think about it for a moment. While the movie wasn't exactly your taste, the lure of people to talk to was tempting. You weren't enjoying your solitude as much as you thought you would.
"Alright, I'll watch it with you two." You say, pretending like you had really thought it over.
"Yes!" Itadori cheers, "Fushiguro open Netflix!"
You spend the next hour melting your brain on the big bean bag Megumi has in his room. Itadori seemed overjoyed that you had outvoted him but now you were understanding why Megumi wasn't into these movies. They were just so odd!
"Hey, I think he's asleep, we can turn it off," Megumi says quietly
"Thank god." You whisper reaching for the remote, "I think I lost some brain cells."
You stand up and look down at the two teens who are in bed. Megumi is still awake and looking at you while Itadori is fast asleep, his arms wrapped around a stuffed T-Rex Satoru won in a claw machine for Megumi years ago.
"Hey Megumi..." You say
"What?" He asks
He follows your gaze to Itadori and understands exactly what you're saying with your eyes.
"We're just friends." He says quietly, looking at the sleeping pink-haired boy.
"I didn't even say anything!" You whisper
"Friends." Megumi insists, his face is dusted with a pink hue.
You don't miss the way he's avoiding your gaze, instead inspecting the blue of his duvet.
"Alright, alright. Just remember, Satoru will tease you way more than me." You say as you walk toward the door
"He's an idiot," Megumi says
"Oh trust me, I know."
You bid farewell to Megumi and Itadori early the next morning. Tsumiki is rubbing sleep from her eyes as she waves them off from the couch.
"Be safe." You say seriously
"We will! See you soon, Zenin-san!" Itadori waves as starts to walk off.
"So you know exactly where to bring her, right?" Megumi asks, "If it changes, Maki will come to tell you."
"I know, don't worry." You assure
"I'm just...trying to be cautious. I don't want anything going wrong." Megumi says
"You don't have to be. Itadori will have your back in there, and I'll be out here keeping her safe. I know that's why you brought her to me." You say, "Plus, if anything goes seriously wrong Maki can come to tell me and I'll join the game immediately."
"And if the higher-ups find out about you? They don't even know that Tsumiki is here, they think she's at Shoko's." He says
"They won't do anything. Yuta and Yuki are the only ones who would be sent out for me and he's already in the game and Yuki's with Tengen." You assure
"Okay," Megumi says
He seems a bit unsure as he turns to walk after his friend.
"Megumi, everything is going to work out." You say before quickly hugging him.
He's never been one for tons of physical affection, even when he was a kid he'd grimace at head pats or hugs. Of course, that might be because Satoru was the one who was overbearing with it.
You're a bit shocked when Megumi hugs back, normally he stiffly stands there like you've stabbed him in the stomach.
"I know. I just wish we could fast forward to everything being over." He admits
"Tell me about it." You say letting him go, "Satoru getting sealed has made everything more difficult."
Megumi nods in agreement and walks after Itadori.
"See you soon!" You call after them
You get a wide smile from Itadori and a wave from Megumi who says something to the pink-haired boy.
"He said your bathrobe is ugly!" Itadori yells
"Megumi! Get back here right now!" You yell, highly insulted.
November 16
"Are you sure you don't want me to enter with you? I don't mind." You say as you walk with Tsumiki towards the barrier
"It's alright." She says
You had spent the past week and a half with her, holed up at the house. She was rather quiet during that time but she had been sleeping for over a year, perhaps she just wasn't interested in talking your ears off like before.
"Zenin-san and I will be right outside. I'll be substituting for you." Ijichi says
"I still can't believe she chose you for that." You sigh
"I don't want you to get hurt." she says
Odd. Normally she's ready to praise you for your strength. She always found it cool that you were a special grade before she fell into her coma.
"Alright. I'll be right here though. Once you add your rule we can go get some food." You say
Tsumiki nods and sends you a small smile as the barrier swallows her up.
"Are you worried, Zenin-san?" Ijichi asks
"Yes. I'll get over it though. She's a smart girl and Megumi knows what he's doing. He's always been quite sure of himself." You say, "He reminds me of Satoru sometimes."
"I hope he doesn't turn out exactly like him," Ijichi says
"Tell me about it, the world can barely handle one as it is." You laugh
Megumi has always shined bright in your eyes. Sure, he was difficult when you first met him. Sullen, and always ready with a sharp-tongued insult to throw at you and Satoru, but he eventually mellowed out. Well, to you at least. You're sure once this Angel person frees Satoru they'll bicker again as soon as possible.
Perhaps you'll never fully understand Megumi as a person. He was level-headed at times and then at others, he could barely think straight. Even in his middle school days when you'd spend countless hours arguing with him about his bullying habits, you never got a full explanation from him on why he did what he did.
"Out little blessing"
Satoru was right. He was a blessing, even if he would be the cause of early gray hairs and stress wrinkles for you. And now, he was setting things up to keep his sister safe, putting his loved ones first, as he often did. Megumi never said it but you knew he loved his little family, his actions spoke for him.
"Spacing out?" Ijichi asks
"Just thinking about Megumi. He's grown so much." You sigh
"Well, he is 15. Teen boys tend to do that." He says
"I wasn't talking about how tall he's getting, Ijichi."
November 19
Dammit. How could you let this happen? Sukuna in Megumi. Some ancient sorceress taking over Tsumiki, getting her killed. This was all your fault. You let Megumi go into the games. You could've insisted he stay home. Maybe you could've figured out some way to separate Yoruzu from Tsumiki. Just maybe...you could've fought her, gotten Tsumiki's soul to respond...perhaps using your domain would've worked.
Everything was falling apart and you can't help but think you could've done something to stop it.
"Zenin-san!"
Panda.
"Ieiri-san is looking for you!" He says
You wipe at the stray tears that have accumulated in your waterline. There wasn't time to mourn. You'd bury Tsumiki later, for now, you had to focus on what was ahead.
"Are you ready?" Shoko asks, sunglasses in one hand, and a cigarette in the other.
You looked over at the one Itadori had introduced as Hana Kurusu, or well Angel as you liked to refer to her in your mind.
Just a few more minutes and he'd be back again. Satoru was coming home.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
I know, it's shorter than normal. I have to focus on my work for my college so this will have to tie everyone over for a little bit. I gotta lock-in I fear.
I will say this though:
Gojo returns in the next chapter hehe.
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SOUND THE ALARM THEY'RE COMING BACK TO ME!!!
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The preview to the next part of my Gojo x reader fic.
December 2009
"Do you honestly think he'll like that?" You ask eyeing the expensive coat Gojo has just purchased.
"Tsumiki liked hers. Besides, Megumi needs a nicer one, the one he has is too small on his arms." He dismisses you
"Sure but..."
You glance down at all the many bags the white-haired man had accumulated over the past few hours. You had ended up at the mall with him after finding out how little the kids had in way of clothes and just possessions in general. You were all for Christmas shopping but Satoru was taking things pretty far.
"Alrighty...I think we went to every store." He says as the two of you step into a crowded elevator.
"You think?" You smile
"Are you mocking me?" He asks
"I'd never." You lie
You shuffle closer to him as people shift around to get out on their stop, but suddenly a sour smell fills the elevator. You look up at the sun-glass-wearing idiot to see a smirk on his face. He must've been the cause.
"Ah sorry about that everyone. She's feeling a bit gassy. Must've been the broccoli we had from Panda Express!" He announces
You're positively mortified as a man in a stylish suit shoots you a glare and steps away from you.
Gojo's cackling is so loud, you could probably hear it all the way back at the school where Nananmi was watching the kids.
"Don't you ever do that again, idiot!" You scold as your voice carries through the parking deck
"It's not my fault you let it out in an elevator of all places!" He laughs
"You're a liar!" You say, shoving his shoulder
"Careful! What if I dropped these bags? What would you tell the kids then?" He asks
"I'd tell them you're a man with a fancy credit card who can't hold his farts in when he's in public." You say
"And if I held it in? What if it builds up and explodes inside me?" He asks, totally serious
"Good, one less freak in the world." You huff
Gojo dramatically gasps and pretends to faint by leaning onto you.
"Get off! Your fat ass is crushing me! All those sweets must be adding up!"
It's not until you're back in the car that Gojo stops laughing about the elevator, even now, his giggles are breaking the silence.
"Do you actually think my ass has gotten fat?" He asks, "All the squats I've been doing must be paying off."
The nerve of this man.
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ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
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Ten years of Captain America: The Winter Soldier (Released in America on April 4, 2014)
Cinematography by Trent Opaloch
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HORIKOSHI GIVE HIM HIS ARMS BACK RIGHT NOW!
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Freedom
𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇɢʀᴜᴅɢɪɴɢʟʏ ꜱᴘᴇɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴀᴏʏᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɢᴏ.
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ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ @starryparkrr ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ᴀᴅᴠɪᴄᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ.
ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ! ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ɢᴏᴊᴏ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ…ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴜʟᴛ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴄᴜʙᴇᴅ ᴏᴋᴀʏ?
ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ / ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ /ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
2018
November 4
The light is the first thing you can register when your eyes open again. You want to yell at Satoru for not shutting the curtains before falling asleep. Of course, you can't, the room you wake in is foreign yet familiar at the same time.
"Jeez, finally." An all too familiar voice says
"Where am I?" You mumble while the voice laughs at you
"What's supposed to be our shared room after we marry."
Your eyes snap open immediately. you know that voice, how could you ever forget it?
"Naoya." You greet, sitting up from the futon you had been tucked into
"Good, you have your memories." He smiles from his seat across the room.
"Why wouldn't I have my memories?" You roll your eyes
"Dunno, that doctor said the meds she gave you were heavy. I thought you might've been on death's door or something." He shrugs
Naoya is surprisingly calm. What the hell was up with him? He still hadn't attempted to insult you.
"You should thank me." He says
"Excuse me?" You ask baffled
"Those higher-ups wanted to execute you for being a collaborator for whatever happened in Shibuya." He explains
"Why the hell would I be a collaborator?" You ask
"Your relationship with that white-haired fool must've tipped them off." Naoya says, "Don't cut me off again"
You want to tell him to shove his words up his ass but he seems deadly serious and your head is hurting terribly, you doubt could take him in a fight right now. So, instead, you just roll your eyes and he seems content with that.
What even happened? The last thing you remember was Nanami pushing you away from that curse...
"I stepped in of course. Our engagement contact came in handy for once, by the way. I said you'd retire from being a sorcerer and marry me. Pop out a few brats and live the housewife life."
You want to run across the room and tackle him out of that dumb tatami chair he's sitting in.
"Before you freak out, don't worry I didn't marry you in your sleep." He smiles, "Now can I get a thank you? After all they wanted to appoint that Yuta Okkotsu kid as your executioner. He's stronger than you if I'm correct?"
"Yeah, he is." You admit, thinking of the kind-hearted dark-haired boy who had been sent off to Africa with Miguel.
"Right, so a thank you then?" Naoya smiled
How annoying he was today. Of course, it could've been worse, He hadn't insulted you or called you any rude names, yet.
"Whatever. Thank you." You say quietly
Naoya smiles with glee, and then motions for you to join him at the table.
You shuffle your way across the room to him. Your body was incredibly sore. He said Shoko had given you medicine but they didn't just use her technique to heal you? You felt like a bus ran you over.
"That doctor wasn't allowed to use her technique on you. The higher ups were hoping you'd die of your head injury. I had her cook up some drug cocktail and the Zenin doctors have been in to see you and to stitch up that stomach wound," Naoya says as he watches you stiffly sit next to him, "Attendants have been feeding you this disgusting soup that's supposed to help you recover quickly. I tasted it earlier, its basically dog shit."
"Alright, cut the bullshit." You glare, "Why're you in such a good mood?"
"Me? I'm always in a good mood." He says, " Although I guess I am being nicer than usual."
That was the understatement of the year!
"My father died last night."
Naobito? Didn't that mean Naoya was officially the head of the clan?
"The injuries he got from Shibuya were too much for him. And the reader of his will is due to arrive soon. I'm certain I will become head of the clan." He smiles at you
Naoya reminds you of a child, giddy for a present like it was Christmas morning. Except the present is his father dying and the fortune that the family sits on.
"Why should I care about any of this?" You ask, wanting to lay back down
"Once I'm clan head my first act is to dissolve this stupid contract," Naoya says, pushing a folder to you
You don't even have to open it to know what's inside. You know it's the engagement papers both of your fathers drew up years ago.
"I'd do it now but only the contract signers or the clan head legally have the power to end it. I doubt your dad will be interested and mine just kicked it." He explains
"Why do you want to do this? I thought there was some genetic advantage to us having kids." You say, skeptical
You remember the night you were told that the engagement was finalized. Your mother had sat you down and told you that because you and Naoya were the strongest sorcerers of the family, you'd most likely create amazing kids.
You had stopped speaking to her after that night, not interested in a mother who would sell you like a piece of meat.
"Oh, there is. But I don't want to be chained to you for the rest of my life. Even if it does mean my kids would be amazing. You're disgusting. I doubt you'd walk three paces behind me and your ass certainly isn't big enough. Not to mention you've been broken in by Satoru Gojo of all people."
His words are wildly insulting and normally you'd want to punch him in the face for his insults. But, for once your imperfections are paying off.
"Thank you." You say "For letting me go."
"I'm not doing it for you, woman. I'm doing it for myself." He says
Before you can tell him to die, a knock sounds and the door slides open. Ogi and Jinichi Zenin enter. Ogi is sporting a long ponytail that seems to have doubled in length since you last saw him on a visit to Maki. As for Jinichi, he's as rough-looking as ever, the whispers about Toji being the better-looking son were certainly true.
"You've been sitting around with your fiancee instead of mourning your father? What's wrong with you?" Ogi scolds
"Why would anyone want to mourn him?" You say
"You haven't taught her to hold her tongue? I'm surprised Naoya." Ogi says, ignoring you
"She doesn't listen to me. She's right though, why would I want to mourn? I'm the next head of the clan. You haven't amounted to anything, Ogi." Naoya laughs, "As for you Jinichi, you're just..."
Naoya trails off like he isn't quite sure what to say.
"You're too ugly." You blurt out
Oh crap. You shouldn't have spoken up.
Jinichi grunts out of anger, and you see him lunging for you. Your instincts are dulled. You're reacting slowly, a side effect of all the medication from Shoko? Ah, he's going to tackle you to the floor. Jinichi's smelly self is going to crush you.
"Now can't we get along? What if she's the one sitting by my side? Don't you want to get along with my wife?" Naoya says, easily pinning Jinichi to the floor before he can reach you.
Jinichi's ugly face is a few inches from your feet and your brain says to step on him. Something wasn't right though. Why did he decide to stop Jinchi? And why was he pretending he planned to marry you?
A clink of a sword is heard as Ogi draws his blade to press it to Naoya's throat.
"I'm in mourning! You wouldn't kill a man whose daddy just died would you?" Naoya smiles, sitting back down next to you, a bit closer than last time.
Your eyes widen as he reaches and pulls you close so his lips tickle your ear when he talks. To the two old men in the room with you it probably looks like two love birds whispering to each other.
"Keep your mouth shut. These two will kill you if they find out I'm not interested in you. The higher-ups put your execution notice out, if you're not with me you're dead. I don't think you're in a condition to fight, Miss Special Grade."
Of course, he tells you that now...
Sure, he was right about the whole not being able to fight. You're pretty sure even Miwa from Kyoto could knock you out right now. God you wished you could figure out reversed curse technique.
"Flirt on your own time, Naoya." Ogi scolds as a small man with glasses enters the room.
"Oh, I plan to." Naoya smiles, tossing a big arm over your shoulders, which you shrug off and shoot him a glare that could kill him.
"Good, you're all here. I am Furudate. I have Master Noabito's will. I will read it now."
Naoya's lips quirk up in a triumphant smile as Furudate delivers the news that he is to be the head, and is set to inherit every asset the Zenin family has.
"Freedom awaits." He says, with a whisper to your ear
So close. You wished he'd back off, of course, you understood he had a role to play. You weren't interested in fighting Ogi or Jinichi.
"However, if Satoru Gojo has become incapacitated in any way...A written agreement concluded with Toji Fushiguro will welcome Megumi Fushiguro into the Zenin Clan...where he shall become head of the Zenin Clan...and all assets shall pass to him."
Oh shit...
"What?"
You quickly scoot away from Naoya, suddenly more interested in the floor. Ah, what a lovely shade of brown!
"Where is Megumi?" Naoya asks
"He is searching for Yuji Itadori in Tokyo." A female attendant says
"Who's that?" Noaya asks
"Sukuna's vessel." She says
Please do not let this be going in the direction you think it is...
Naoya shoots a glance to Ogi and Jinichi and motions for you to follow him out the door.
Who does he think you are? A dog?
You follow him anyway though, worried about his sudden interest in Megumi and Itadori.
A beat of silence follows as you fall into pace with an angry Naoya. You have no interest in following his stupid three-step rule like the attendant does.
"Tell the higher-ups that I will kill Sukuna's vessel for them...I'll kill both of them." He says and the attendant nods.
"They're kids, Naoya. Megumi doesn't even want to be the clan head. I'm sure he will hand it over willingly if you just talk to him. " You try to reason with him, worried for the kids' safety if he goes after them.
"Make sure she doesn't leave my quarters. There's the drugs from that woman from the school. Give them to her on schedule until I return." He says, before grabbing you by the arm and dragging you down the hall as you trip on your feet in the long traditional garb you're wearing.
Naoya pulls you along until you're in another room on the other side of the estate. This one is tastefully decorated, more lived-in than the last one.
"You'll stay put if you know what's good for you." Naoya says as he tosses you onto the ground.
You might be a match for him when it comes to techniques but physically he's bigger than you and easily stronger.
"Stay put while you kill the kid I helped raise and his friend? You must be delusional." You laugh, standing back up
"You'll lose if we fight right now." He chides
"Maybe, but that doesn't matter." You huff, ready to activate your technique
"I'm not interested in fighting a weak version of you. If we fight, I want you at full power, so that when I beat you, you'll know I'm truly better." He says
"Then stay. We can spar like we used to when we were kids." You tempt him with nostalgia
"That wasn't sparing. That was you beating me every day so I could go to dinner and listen to my father mock me." He glares
"Prove you're better then." You smile
Perhaps you can get him to forget about Megumi with a little healthy competition. You don't want Naoya messing with Megumi or Itadori. After Shibuya, there was no telling what condition either of them was in. If they weren't at their best, he'd win and kill both of them.
You weren't interested in burying either of them. Megumi meant more to you than you had ever thought he would.
"Our little blessing."
Satoru's teasing voice echoed in your brain. He called him that as a joke but it was true. Megumi and Tsumiki were one of the most important things in your life.
"You're injured. You won't be healed for another few days. Plenty of time to kill the kids and then spar." He says, beginning to walk for the door
Shit. You couldn't let him run off!
"Fine then, no sparring then..."
If there was a God, you prayed that he would step in before this went too far. You slowly cross the room to where Naoya is. Your hands gently tug at your robe, pulling it so your chest pops into his line of sight.
"Instead of sparring, why don't you stay here with me..." You put on your best smile, hoping you don't gag as you speak, and press yourself against him, "Aren't you interested in why Satoru has kept me around for so long? I'm good with my mouth..."
You'd do anything to keep Naoya away from Megumi. Even sleep with him if that's what it took...
"Looks like I was right, you're nothing but some cheap whore." Naoya laughs, pushing you off of him "Cover up. Maybe when I'm back I'll take you up on your offer. I'll bring you Megumi's head, too. He can watch as we fuck."
His words are so crude you activate your technique, hoping you have enough in you for a duplicate or two.
"Stop that." He smiles, mockingly
A flash of color from Naoya's clothes floats in front of your face and a hard fist is the last thing you see.
March 1995 (You and Naoya: 4)
"Naoya, you could've dodged that!"
The angered voice of his father's voice carrys across the training grounds.
What the hell did he know? It wasn't even fair for him to be fighting, after all his technique hadn't manifested yet so how come he was fighting some girl who already had hers? Did his father like watching him get sent flying by her or her stupid doubles?
"Can we stop now? My mom is making rice balls at home and I want to help her!" The girl who stands above him asks
"No! I don't care about stupid rice balls, we're sparring until I beat you!" Naoya demands, brushing dirt from his pants as he stands up
"But aren't you tired of getting punched?" She asks him innocently
Sure he is, but he's more tired of listening to everyone blab about this girl across from him and her technique and skill. He was born a week before her so why was she so much better than him? It wasn't fair!
"We're fighting until I win!" He demands
July 1997 (You and Naoya: 6)
"Has anyone ever told you you're a terrible person, Naoya?" You ask as he pulls you through the maze of hallways that was the Zenin estate
"Huh? What are you blabbing about now?" He asks, clearly uninterested in what you had to say
You wouldn't venture to say that you were friends with the dark-haired boy. More like both your parents were constantly pushing the two of you to spend time together. Whether it was training or school work, or even just a normal day, you were stuck with Naoya Zenin. Why? You weren't quite sure yet.
"You're dragging me to go see someone who doesn't have any cursed energy just so we can go make fun of him. That's rude don't you think?" You ask
"Why does it matter? This man must be pathetic anyway. Just some weakling." He responds but his voice falls quiet at the end as you both reach your destination.
The man Naoya had dragged you around all day for was right in front of you. Messy dark hair was on his head and a healed scar adorned his face right where his lips met.
You glance at Naoya who seems frozen by the sheer intimidation the man, Toji Zenin puts out. He passes by silently, one big arm suspended by a sling, the other resting idly by his side.
"Still think he's pathetic?" You ask once Toji is out of earshot
"Shut up." Naoya commands
September 1999 (You and Naoya: 8)
"You're crushing me!" You gasp as Naoya tries to use you like some ladder and sits on your shoulders
"You're the one who was saying that you were stronger than me the other day during training. Suck it up." He says
"I didn't think I was going to have to lift you up to a window like a personal step stool." You groan
"Shut up. Someone just opened the door to the room." Naoya says
You roll your eyes but stop speaking anyway. Besides, you were interested in what was happening too. Rumors had been swirling the past week that members of the Gojo Clan would be visiting the Zenin Estate.
Apparently, the new clan head was a child, only a year older than you and Naoya. Satoru Gojo was supposed to be in the room Naoya was trying to peer into atop your shoulders.
"Lift me higher." He whispers
"I can't! You gained weight since the last time we did this!" You say, trying to straighten your knees so he could be taller.
The last time you had held The slightly shorter than you Naoya like this was in July. His mother had yelled at him for eating too much sugar and you helped him steal a bag of sweets he knew she hid ontop of the refrigerator.
"What are you doing?" A voice asks
"Shit..." Naoya says
Yor turn your head slightly to see where the voice was coming from but Naoya interrupts.
"Put me down!-" Naoya commands, struggling
"Wait! I need to-"
You don't get to finish as you lose your grip on him and the two of you fall backward.
"Idiot!" Naoya scolds as you try to ignore the pain in your back as he gets to his feet first
"It's your fault!" You argue back looking at the hand Naoya has extended to help you up.
A soft laughter fills the air and you look up to the person who had snuck up on the two of you.
Hair whiter than snow glitters in the sun as you watch as he covers his mouth while laughing.
"You can't laugh at me! I'm the heir of my family!" Naoya says, angry that he fell over.
"Naoya I think that's..." You trail off as the white-haired boy opens his eyes
Dazzling blue meets your eyes and Naoya freezes next to you. Satoru Gojo is just six feet from the two of you. The boy you had heard about for so many years was looking right at you.
Suddenly, a bustle of female attendants interrupted whatever this was and Satoru Gojo was led away.
"What an idiot." Naoya deems as he watches the other boy who disappears into a room.
"So rude. You know, no girl will want to date you if you're mean like that." You say
"Good!" Naoya scoffs "Let's go get some ice cream, I'm hungry.
June 2004 (You and Naoya: 13)
"Mom, where is Naoya? I thought we were supposed to train today. I got stuck with one of the other guys and he smelled like old fish." You groan
"Noabito-san has sent Naoya away. He's spending some time training with the Hei." She responds "I heard he'll be gone all summer."
"What? No fair! I'm better than Naoya is at everything! How come I didn't get to go?" You whine as you enter the kitchen
"The training was set up just for Naoya. Besides, I think it's a men-only thing. You understand right?" She says as she cuts vegetables for dinner
You let out a scoff at that. Men only? Naoya hasn't won a single fight against you yet he gets special time with the Hei!? Whatever. Once he comes back you were going to beat his ass into the ground for leaving,
November 2004 (You: 13 Naoya: 14)
Cold wind threatened to knock you over as you ran from the car to the house. When the hell did it get so cold so early?
"I'm home! They didn't have any white onions so I got some yellow ones!" You yell toward the kitchen where your mother was surely awaiting your arrival with the extra things she needed for the food.
"You got taller."
You turn from where your face was buried in the overflowing coat closet where you had shoved your coat.
"Naoya!" You greet
He certainly looked different...dyed hair, piercings...shit was he actually taller than you now?
"Looks like you actually have to wear a bra now. Guess your height isn't the only thing that's changed. " He mocks, staring at your chest
Your face heats up with embarrassment as your mother urges the two of you to come sit down.
"Would you like tea?" Your mother asks
"Yes," Naoya says he seemed almost bored
"How were your private tutoring sessions with the Hei? Think you're finally strong enough to beat me?" You tease, hoping he'll fall back into your usual pattern.
Maybe that bra comment was just a fluke. He was 14...your mother had said boys got like that as they got older.
"Shut up. I didn't come here to be insulted by a woman. Go help prepare tea if you're going to run your mouth. I'm not interested in answering questions from you. I don't have to tell you anything."
What. The. Fuck.
You're sure you scare your mother half to death when she opens the tatami doors to find you wrestling with the heir of the clan. She tries to peel you off him but you're set on pounding his obnoxious face into the floor.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" You yell when she finally is able to move you enough that Naoya scampers out from under you
"Your daughter has become an animal!" Naoya shouts to your mother and father whose hands are full with the rest of the groceries, Naoya's hand is clutching his injured eye, "If she ever presumes to lay a hand on me again I'll kill her. I don't care about the potential she has, she's just a stupid whore who can't keep her hands to herself!"
You watch an enraged Naoya storm out of your home, brushing past your father, who rushes after him.
The way he carries himself is starkly different than the boy you grew up with. His words hurt your heart as your parents yell at you for what you've done but you can't bring yourself to care, you're mourning the loss of a childhood friend tonight. Sure he wasn't the best but he was the only one you had to begin with and now he was gone, buried by blonde hair and a confusing persona you thought he'd never develop towards you.
November 8, 2018
"Did you OD while I was gone?" A voice asks as you're shaken awake
Naoya sits next to you on the floor as a doctor is looming over you. Your shirt has been pushed up and you can just barely feel some pinching on your abdomen.
"Master Naoya. Removing stitches can be rather graphic. You may want to wait outside." The doctor suggests.
"Just get it over with. I have business to attend to with my future wife here." He grumbles
"Of course." The doctor says, "You'll just feel some light pinching."
A few moments pass and you don't miss the way Naoya looks away when the doctor goes to work. You want to tease him for being a wuss but your brain feels a bit foggy, most likely a side effect of whatever drugs are in your system and the fact that Naoya knocked you out before he ran off.
Wait a moment...if he was back, then where the hell was Megumi?
"Where is Megumi?" You ask, fearing the worst.
"He's alive. Yuta Okkotsu killed Sukuna's vessel though. Megumi never showed up so I came back here." He says
Itadori was dead? Sukuna just let Yuta kill him? That didn't sound right...
"Alright, I'm done. Keep the area clean and take it easy for a day or two." The doctor says as you sit up.
"Thank you." You say as you fix your shirt
Naoya waits for the doctor's departure to speak again.
"Megumi will turn up eventually. If not I'll get ahold of Maki or Mai and then he'll have to show." He says
"They won't come back here willingly." You say
"No? What about when Maki needs a cursed tool? We cleared the stock that we kept at the school. If she wants one she'll have to come here." Naoya smiles
He's probably in the right for once. Megumi would show up if it meant danger for another. Not to mention if Naoya said that you were at the estate as well...
"Stop thinking so hard, you'll hurt yourself," Naoya says before grabbing your arm and hauling to your feet
"You promised a sparring match." He says as he leads you down the hallway
The scene before you is oddly familiar. Naoya has dragged you to the training grounds against your will and is now preparing for a fight he expects to go his way. It's nostalgic and makes you feel like a child again.
"Before we start...I want to ask you something." You say
"I'm not pulling my punches. This is our first match since we were 14, I intend to go all out." He glares
"I know that. I wanted to ask why you bothered saving me from execution and from Jinichi. Letting me die would be easier and it would get you out of the contract easily." You say
"You're smart for a woman. I kept you alive because I wanted to be the one to kill you. I can't let you go to the grave without having won a fight against you, simple as that." He shrugs
You should've known it was something as petty as that. Of course, Naoya only cared about his ego.
"So is this my death sentence then?" You ask warily
"Sure. After you it'll be Megumi and then Maki and Mai. I can't have any competition for the clan head. I'm the sole heir." He says
"Yeah those 15-year-olds, they pose a big threat, huh?" You laugh and pick up the training staff that rests on the stand of weapons
"Shut up." He says
"So are we using techniques? Or just hand to hand like when we were kids?" You ask
"Both. I want to beat you at your best. Besides we already know I'm physically bigger than you. I don't want to cheat my way to victory."He says
"Right. You're a Special grade one right? Last time I checked that means I still rank higher than you." You smile
"Do you ever stop running your mouth?" Naoya groans
"No, I in fact quite enjoy hearing the sound of my own voice."
You're taunting him and he's falling for it like he always does. It sucks you never got married, the fights would've been legendary!
Naoya makes the first move, and like always he swings right for your head.
"So predictable." You huff and easily jump back.
The medicine that was clogging your brain has worn off and you feel better than ever. Perhaps it was that strange soup the attendants had fed you as you drifted in and out of consciousness waiting for Naoya to return from his murder mission.
"Head of the Hei, and I can still read your every move." You say
"Shut up!" Naoya yells and stomps his foot like a small child
"I don't think I will." You say
Perhaps you should start with four duplicates. One to hold each of Naoya's limbs.
"Activating your technique so early? Are you scared?" He asks as he swings at you again
"Nah, I'm interested in wrapping this up quickly. I wanna go see Megumi, make sure you're telling the truth." You say
"You leave me and the higher-ups will have you killed. Can you truly win against Yuta Okkotsu?' He asks
"Probably not. I don't mind dying though, just as long as it's not by your hands." You say honestly.
A loud bell interrupts Naoya before he can speak again.
"The alarm?" You ask dropping the staff
"What the hell is going on?" Naoya asks looking at you for an answer
"You seriously think I'd use a cheap distraction to beat you?" You roll your eyes
"You've become quite the conniving bitch over the years, I wouldn't put it past you." He snaps "Come, let's see what's going on."
"I'm not a dog, Naoya." You scold
He doesn't reply as you walk next to him, interested to see why the alarms would be ringing, Has Megumi come to challenge Naoya? Was he seriously that stupid?
You're nearly mowed over by Ranta, another member of the Hei as he turns a corner.
"Master Naoya! Its Maki! She's gone mad!" Ranta says "She killed Master Ogi!"
Maki killed her father? What the hell was she doing? More importantly, how did she do it?
"She killed Ogi..."Naoya asks slowly
"The Kukuru are off to confront her," Ranka says
"Good. Bring her to me when they get her." Naoya says, cooly
"She's a kid, Naoya." You say, "Ogi must've provoked her if she went after him."
"I won't let your student run around murdering members of the clan. You can either hold your tongue like a woman should or die with her. I've already been lenient with you, even now you're standing next to me like you're my equal. Don't forget what you are." Naoya says
You think of Satoru, Megumi, and Tsumiki...was it worth it trying to resist Naoya for your own pride?
"Fine. But once Maki is here I expect you to talk to her, not just cut her down right away." You say
"It's a deal," Naoya says
Loud shouts are coming from across the estate, none of them sound promising as Naoya paces in anger.
"Where the hell is Jinichi and Ranka? They should have grabbed her by now." Naoya says
You follow him towards where Maki is supposed to be. For once you listen to his three-step rule, after all, being behind a person is the best way to get the drop on them.
Your eyes widen when you see what is taking place, Maki has cut down all of the Kakuru and she holds Jinichi's head in one hand, a cursed tool in the other. Ranka is there as well, blind from who knows what.
A smile streches arocss your face when you see what she's doing. How she's doing it, you're not sure but right now she's fulfilling everything you saw in her all those years ago.
You have potential to be amazing,
Looks like you were right. Maki's moving at a speed that rivals most special grades as she cuts through the last of the Kakuru and sets her sights on Ranka.
"Looks like my student won't be dying today." You laugh as you quickly deliver a kick to Naoya's back.
"What do you think you're doing? You're a member of this clan. Go down there and stop her, special grade!" He says pointing at Maki.
"Nah, Don't want to." You say
"You'll become an exile then." Naoya seethes "And just when I was beginning to think you weren't so bad."
"You talk a lot." You point out and activate your technique, "Think you can beat me and Maki?"
Naoya seems slower than usual or maybe he was just slow in general as your four duplicates grabbed him on all sides.
"Maki?" You call to the girl who readys a finishing blow
Naoya lets out a loud call, he reminds you of an animal who know's its trapped.
And then suddenly a blade is in his hands and he cuts through your unsuspecting duplicates.
"I hate sorcerers who only rely on blades." He declares " I'll be beating the two of you without this."
You watch as he discards the once-hidden weapon. Naoya easily closes in on Maki and sends her flying with a good punch. Ah, so that wasn't his top speed.
"You. I can't believe you're betraying your entire bloodline for a teenager." He says
"Believe it. I don't feel any allegiance to the Zenin. Why should I? I haven't felt welcome in the clan since you came back from that training when we were 14." You say blocking the punch he sends your way
"You're still upset about that? What a stupid woman you are. Fawning over the past." He berates and slaps your arm to activate his technique.
Dammit, his technique was so annoying.
He easily kicks you through a wall or two and you stand up, your duplicates are back running behind him, ready for an attack.
"Looks like this is our final act then, Naoya." You say
"Let's make it a good one, then." He grins
He's a blur as he sends a barrage of punches to you. Your duplicates take some of them and melt away as you think of a way to stop him. You can hear Maki fighting again, the rest of the Kakuru must have come after her.
"You're weak. I don't know why I wasn't able to beat you before." He says when he finally stops
You're out of breath and bloody from his well-timed hits. He targeted the spot where your stitches had just been removed and the blood was flowing from it again, staining the concrete of the walls the two of you had broken through.
" I'm not the weak little boy you used to beat up on the training ground anymore. Too bad my dear old daddy is dead. He spent a lot of time comparing me to you when I was young, Made me sick listening to it all." He says
"Yet you spent how many years by my side?" You laugh, ouch that hurts your stomach
"It wasn't voluntary." He dismisses
"You're a piece of shit, Naoya, I didn't know you were a liar though." You say "I know you didn't mind being around me when we were kids."
"You spend too much time mourning for the past." He says
You were right. That's all you need to know as you let more duplicates out. Naoya is nothing but a kid who views you as a rival. Perhaps that's all it ever was, maybe you were wrong for thinking he was a friend all those years ago. Oh well, it doesn't matter now.
None of it ever has.
You smile as your duplicate grabs Naoya from behind, pinning his arms against his back. Another grasps his legs and you get ready to finish him for good.
"No." Naoya orders, his technique doesn't work on the new duplicates since they weren't active when he slapped your arm earlier, "Stop it, now."
"Why should I? You're nothing to me. After all, you just said you didn't want to spend time with me. Why should I want to spend any more time around you after that confession?" You ask
"We have history. You don't want to let it go. You're sentimental." He says
He's trying to weasel his way out of this, he must be scared of death.
"You're right, I am sentimental. Just not for you." You say, "Getting rid of you means getting rid of everything I've hated for so many years."
A discarded knife sits on the ground. It's not a cursed tool, just a normal kitchen knife and it'll do just fine.
Naoya lets out a string of pleas and struggles against your two duplicates. He even calls your name for the first time in years. Not whore or bitch, or even woman. He's scared and he's calling to your humanity with your name.
Too bad for him though. he doesn't matter to you anymore.
You ignore his words and pour your cursed energy into your duplicates, strengthening them both tenfold.
"I'll see you in hell, Naoya." You sweetly say into his ear
There's a slick slicing sound and warm blood pours onto your hand and down your arm as you slowly slit his throat.
You release your technique and your duplicates are gone. Without them, he collapses and claws at the wound.
You watch as Naoya Zenin, your wonderful fiance, drowns in his own blood, clawing at his throat like an animal. His last words are a gurgle of unintelligible sounds. A smile is tugging at your lips as his hand reaches for your ankle, his blood smearing across your skin.
What a wonderful sight. You can taste the freedom already.
I didn't really spend too much time editing this one. If you saw a typo, no you didn't.
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The preview to the next part of my Gojo x reader fic.
"Stop thinking so hard, you'll hurt yourself," He says before grabbing your arm and hauling to your feet, "You promised me a sparring match."
The scene before you is oddly familiar. You've been dragged to the training grounds against your will and he's now preparing for a fight he expects to go his way. It's nostalgic and makes you feel like a child again.
"Before we start...I want to ask you something." You say
"I'm not pulling my punches. This is our first match since we were 14, I intend to go all out." He glares
"I know that. I wanted to ask why you bothered saving me from execution and from Jinichi. Letting me die would be easier and it would get you out of the contract easily." You say
"You're smart for a woman. I kept you alive because I wanted to be the one to kill you. I can't let you go to the grave without having won a fight against you, simple as that." He shrugs
You should've known it was something as petty as that. Of course, Naoya only cared about his ego.
"So is this my death sentence then?" You ask warily
"Sure. After you it'll be Megumi and then Maki and Mai. I can't have any competition for the clan head. I'm the sole heir." He says
"Yeah those 15-year-olds, they pose a big threat, huh?" You laugh and pick up the training staff that rests on the stand of weapons, "You know Satoru doesn't sit around worrying that a child is going to take over his spot."
"Shut up." He says
"So are we using techniques? Or just hand to hand like when we were kids?" You ask
"Both. I want to beat you at your best. Besides we already know I'm physically bigger than you. I don't want to cheat my way to victory."He says
"Right. You're a Special grade one right? Last time I checked that means I still rank higher than you." You smile
"Do you ever stop running your mouth?" Naoya groans
"No, I in fact quite enjoy hearing the sound of my own voice."
You're taunting him and he's falling for it like he always does. Naoya makes the first move, and like always he swings right for your head.
"So predictable." You huff and easily jump back.
The medicine that was clogging your brain has worn off and you feel better than ever. All the bed rest has payed off.
"Head of the Hei, and I can still read your every move." You say
"Shut up!" Naoya yells and stomps his foot like a small child
"I don't think I will." You say
A loud bell interrupts Naoya before he can speak again.
"The alarm?" You ask dropping the staff
"What the hell is going on?" Naoya asks looking at you for an answer
"You seriously think I'd use a cheap distraction to beat you?" You roll your eyes
"You've become quite the conniving bitch over the years, I wouldn't put it past you." He snaps "Come, let's see what's going on."
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ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ / ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
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alzheimer's runs in the family so the fact that i will be able to experience this scene for the first time again is unbelievable
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decode, masterlist
you and toji fushiguro have been in an on-again-off-again relationship all throughout high school. over the summer break after graduation, you find out you're pregnant. too bad toji has already skipped town after your last breakup.
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part three.
part four.
part five.
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just read the jjk manga for the first time.
This is how it has me feeling:
GEGE WHY???
GIVE ME GOJO AND MEGUMI BACK RN!!!!
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so american
𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴠᴀᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴍᴀʟᴀʏꜱɪᴀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ. ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ɪꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇx ɢᴇɢᴇ ᴡʜʏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴀʏꜱɪᴀ??
ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ ꜱᴏ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ ʙʏ ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ ʀᴏᴅʀɪɢᴏ.
ꜱᴏʀʀʏ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ….
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2ᴋ
ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
Kuantan, Malaysia
Vacation Day 5:
"Your English is really great." You compliment
"Thank you, I spent a lot of time in my early twenties practicing." The man next to you says
The hot sun that dances above is blocked by a pretty blue umbrella that your new companion got to stand up correctly. A half-melted drink rests in the sand next to your bag.
You met Nanami on the first day of your vacation while you were struggling to communicate with the woman who was working at the front desk of your hotel. He had smoothly cut in and easily translated your choppy Malay to something more fluent and even got you a room upgrade in the process. Originally, you had just planned to buy him dinner as a thank you but here you were, day five of vacation and you were still hanging out with him.
"You look good like that." He compliments
"Like what?" You laugh thinking of how sunburned you were
"With my shirt on." He explains, reaching out to tug gently at the sleeve of his soft linen beach shirt. He had let you borrow it after seeing how red your shoulders had become.
"Oh, right, duh." You smile, avoiding his gaze.
Was he even aware of how flirtatious he had been the past few days? You swore his pretty face and warm compliments would turn you into a puddle of love-sick embarrassment before you left this country. He reminded you of one of those men you only hear about in books or in cheesy one lined poems about love.
"It's getting late. Would you like to go to get dinner? I know a great market nearby, it has delicious street vendors." He asks
"Sure!" You smile jumping up off your towel to pack up your things while Nanami pulls the umbrella out of the sand.
You struggle to slip out of his shirt, your shoulders are burning from the sunburn.
"Keep it. I've got another in the car." He says pulling it back up over you, " You look pretty in it anyway."
You're mesmerized by the blonde as he drives down the road. Warm air from the open windows pushes your hair from your eyes as you eye the way his arms flex slightly when he takes a turn.
"You're quiet today. Normally you're full of jokes." He says
Crap. You can't admit that you've been ogling him all day!
"I...my back has been hurting."
What the hell was that?!
"Ah. You should've told me earlier, we could've rented those chairs." He says, referring to the overpriced chairs that were for rent on the beach.
"It's alright. Those are just tourist traps anyway." You dismiss
"We're both tourists." He reminds you
"I know..." You roll your eyes
"Put your feet up, I heard that can help with pain."
Your face heats up when he stops the car at an intersection and gently pulls your feet up so they rest on the dashboard. So touchy, you swear he's doing all this on purpose!
"Better?" He asks
"Yup!" You smile
Silence settles around you as you try not to treat the man next to you like eye candy. In defense, it's not your fault. Who knew driving could be so attractive? It didn't help that he hadn't put that extra shirt on yet...
"Tell me a joke." He prompts
Who did he think you were, a stand-up comedian?
"Umm...Why did Darth Vader go to the dermatologist?" You ask
"Why?" Nanami responds, a hint of amusement in his voice
"He had Start Warts." You say
You hear him let out a snicker of laughter and you feel your face heat up out of embarrassment.
"It was the best I could do cold turkey okay!" You groan
Nanami had been right about the market and the street vendors. You had never seen so much delicious-looking food at once. How did he know so much about this place? According to him, he had only been in Kuantan two days before he met you.
"So," You smile as you pop a delicious bite of food into your mouth "Do you always look like this or is this a special version of Nanami?"
You're referring to his relaxed appearance. Long blonde hair slightly hides his eyes and the top view buttons of his shirt are undone. His skin is tanned from all the time spent on the beach at your side and a pair of sunglasses sit in the pocket that's sewn onto his shirt.
"I actually wear suits most of the time when I'm back home." He says
Seriously? He hides this muscular build under suits every day? The poor women of Japan, they don't know what they're missing!
"No way!" You laugh
"I'm serious." He says, and he takes his phone out and pulls up a few pictures of him and a kid with pink hair at his side.
"Wow. You uh, look..." You don't want to tell him he looks like he has a stick up his ass...
"Stoic, I know." He says "I like to think Itadori brightens this picture up though."
You look at the pink-haired boy, Itadori, who is holding up double peace signs and looks like a ray of sun next to the stoic Nanami.
"He definitely makes up for your lack of smile." You tease, poking at his cheek as he brushes your hand off his face
"Well, I had good reason to not smile. The person taking this picture is the most- speak of the devil."
A chime interrupts his sentence and you look down at the phone to see a push notification.
Satoru Gojo
Shoko is going through old pics, check this one out, you were so cute, Nanamin!
Another ding sounds and your eyes widen to see a picture appear at the top of the screen.
Nanami tries to snatch his phone off the table but you get there first and open the message from this Satoru Gojo.
"Is this you in high school?!" You gasp seeing the picture in all its glory as you tap on it
You take the blushing and silence as a yes.
"Your bangs!" You laugh
"I know, it's bad. I don't know what I was thinking." He admits sheepishly
"I think it's kinda cute." You admit, "It kinda reminds me of an emo haircut."
"I wasn't emo." He says
"You sure? Those bangs aren't very convincing..." You laugh "Not to metnion you're not smiling here either...kinda seems emo to me!"
"I wasn't!" He groans, finally reaching successfully for his phone "I wasn't emo...I'm not emo."
You laugh at the way he texts this Satoru Gojo back with a scowl on his face.
"You should tell this person my opinions of your hair." You say
"So he can call me an emo when I get back? I don't think so. Nice try though." Nanami says gently tapping his shoe against yours under the table
Vacation Day 6:
You agree to Nanami's suggestion of a nice stroll through the lit-up city. City lights twinkle against the dark sky as you see the shops and karts selling different goods. You pick up the goofiest-looking plushies and make up different voices for each of them as Nanami watches and laughs.
"Wait, stop for a second." He says suddenly
"Hmm? Do you want one of those weird charms? They don't really seem like they're your style." You say, distracted by the store he's stopped you in front of.
A soft tickle on your leg brings your attention downward and you see something you're not expecting. Nanami is down on one of his knees tying the laces on your left sneaker. His blonde hair is brushing your knee as he finishes up.
"I didn't want you to trip." He says gently patting the back of your calf as he straightens back up
"Oh, thank you." You say, trying to ignore how warm his hands felt against your leg.
You're a mess internally as you try to keep cool when he continues to walk. If he keeps this up you're going to end up in love with him before this trip was over...wait...has that been his goal the whole time? It couldn't possibly be.
"Could I ask you a question?" Nanami asks when you finally get yourself together
"Sure." You say
"Are those red cups I see in movies actually a real thing where you come from?"
That's his question? Why would Solo cups not be a real thing?
"Umm of course!" You laugh at his dorky question, "Did you think they were fake?"
"I just thought it was strange that everyone drank from red cups at parties." He shrugs
"Well, for your information, Nanami I've been to multiple parties and drank from a red cup like in the movies." You say
"Interesting." He says, his body gently bumping into yours when you get a little too close, "You can call me Kento."
"I thought in Japan you were supposed to call a person by their last name." You say
"Well, yes that's for formality." He says, "I think we're familiar with each other though, we've been around each other for six full days now."
"Alright then, Kento." You smile, testing his first name out on your tongue
You want to laugh when Kento drags you into a tie shop. He must want something fun to wear to work when he gets home. You suggest multiple different kinds that are ridiculous and would probably get him fired. Your personal favorite? The one with the huge eagle with a snake in his talons. It was just too ridiculous to be real. Honestly it reminded you of things you'd see back home. It was just missing the signature red white and blue.
"Here, switch places with me." Kento says as you exit the store and get back on the sidewalk
"What? Okay." You agree
You don't miss the way he smiles to himself when he gets what he wants. Does he have a preferred side of the sidewalk or something? Who enjoys being on the side closer to the road? What a weird man.
Vacation Day 7:
"You're really strange sometimes." You observe
"How so?" He asks as he bites into a cookie
"You were fully content just wandering into my hotel room. What if I was an axe murderer?" You ask
It was a rainy day in Kuantan. There were road closures and a few downed trees nearby so you had invited Kento to spend the day with you in your hotel room. The two of you were wrapped in fuzzy bathrobes and had just polished off an excellent room service meal that he had insisted on paying for despite you insiting that it was payment for driving you around.
"I knew you weren't though." He says
"And if I was?" You ask
"I would be disappointed and then I'd try to fight you and your axe off." He says
"What if I was too strong?" You joke
"I doubt it." He laughs as he flexes one of his arms.
There isn't much to look at because of the bathrobe that conceals his arms from your greedy eyes but you swear you can see a bit of definition under all the fuzzy material.
"Whatever..." You mumble
His stupidly pretty face is making you say dumb things. Who talks about axe murderers with such a good looking man in their bed? You were surely the biggest idiot in all of Malaysia.
"I thought you said this was a good movie," Kento says
"It is! You just need to give it a chance!" You say
"We're already ten minutes in and the only jokes they've made are about sex and drugs." Kento points out
"Okay, but...look you just have to trust me okay!" You say looking at your laptop which is playing Superbad, a film Kento hasn't ever seen
"There is more to humor than just bad sex jokes." He says
"Well, not in this movie. Now hush." You say unpausing the movie
Kento Nanami's eyes drift over you as you're mesmerized by this movie. Sure there were funny moments but he had definitely seen better.
Besides, how could he focus on some old 2000s movie when he was too distracted by you? You look too cute for words in the hotel's bathrobe and there's even a bit of chocolate smeared on your face from the Hershey kisses you had pulled out of your bag and insisted he try earlier.
His eyes rake over you and your entire room in general. A pair of blue jeans haphazardly sits on the chair across the room. He can see the American flag-printed sunglasses you wore the other day sitting on the nightstand beside a few stray hair ties. An oversized bag of chips you had brought from back home is half eaten on the bed near his feet, he didn't even know they made bags that large.
He swore you were some walking stereotype of things he didn't even know were real outside movies. To top it all off he's pretty sure you're wearing a "New York Yankees Baseball" t-shirt underneath your robe.
"You're so American."
The words tumble from his mouth before he can stop them
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" You ask, clearly a bit offended by his words
"Nothing, nothing." He laughs at the way your eyebrows knit together in confusion
"Tell me!" You groan reaching out to punch at his arm.
He easily catches it and pulls you into his side.
"Nothing. You're just really American." He smiles as he wraps an arm around you
You let out a huff of annoyance that he finds cute.
"Whatever, Kento. Maybe you're just too Japanese." You dismiss as you rest your head on his chest.
He lets out a hum of amusement and just accepts the way you send a mean pinch to his upper thigh. The pain is barely there but he laughs when you gently rub at the spot as a form of apology.
He's never been more glad that he came to Kuantan. He can't wait to visit more corners of the world, hopefully with you at his side. Yes, he's sure he wants to be around you even more, even if you're loud in stores, drink out of red cups, and wear baseball themed shirts. Sure, you might be oh-so-American to everyone else but he loves every bit of it.
Was that a cringe ending? I hope it wasn't.
As an american, I tried to think of stereotypes to put into this fic and struggled. IS that a sign I'm blind to them? Probably. Oops.
Yes, I'm still working on my Gojo fic. Have some Nanami while you wait. Consider this my formal apology for what I did to him in the Gojo fic...
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