#the dark scenes were so hard to color so im sorry they are ugly

[gojology]

The Start of Winter Break. (18+)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 | I FEEL RLLY SAD CUZ I WANTED TO DO THE SUKUNA BUT I DONT KNOW THE STORY ON ALADDIN SO I OPTED FOR 2 INSTEAD IM SORRY ANON. anyways i wanted to feed u guys rlly well and actually took the time to write and edit. I’M REFORMED also writing on google docs is so hard?? (reposting cuz i think im shadowbanned)

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 | Gojo Satoru x Female Reader

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 | 3798

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 | Food Play, Nipple Play, Oral (Fem Receiving), Degrading Nicknames (I didn’t really proof read that hard but I know there’s like, a mention of one nickname along the lines of that.)

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 | It’s the first day of Winter Break, and you want to surprise Gojo with a cup of hot cocoa, instead, Gojo surprises you.       Blinking your eyes furiously, you adjusted to the dark room. Immediately, you breathe a sigh of relief. You didn’t have to wake up at such an early hour, and for once you woke up refreshed. It was finally the first day of Winter Break, you had overworked yourself, making sure that you were to spend the end of the year work-free and available for as many Christmas parties you wanted to attend.        Yawning, stretching as you did so, you look over your shoulder. There’s a slight smile dawning on Gojo’s lips.  His long eyelashes fluttered when he slept. He slightly snored, grabbing at where you once slept in his arms.   The room was unusually cold. You had always awoke to sunlight streaming from the window, realizing that could only mean that another day of work was ahead of you. But now, the room was dim, and freezing might you add. You couldn’t wait to snuggle with Gojo, this was perfect cuddle weather.   Tearing your eyes away from Gojo’s pretty face, you instead looked at the door. Years of photos with Gojo absolutely slathered the poor thing, past memories all flickering before your eyes. Pictures in Disneyland, bright colors in contrast with the rather dark clothes he always seemed to wear.   Once in a while, you would see pictures of Yuuji, Shoko, Megumi, Nobara, just about every Tokyo Jujutsu Tech School member there was, and even Utahime, celebrating good times with Gojo.      You didn’t find yourself in many of the pictures, but the ones you did find yourself happened to be some of your fondest memories.   Far more common were pictures of you, with ridiculous, shit, you’d even go as far as to say downright ugly faces while he told you a stupid joke were also taped sloppily, some photos were even slanted.    Gojo had made it a firm promise to take pictures of you when you least expected it, because that’s when he always found you the cutest.   You peek at Gojo’s sleeping face once more, a slight giggle rising from your throat that you struggled to silence. His mouth, slightly agape, was now drooling onto the pillow he oh so gracefully rested on.     Jerking your head up and snapping out of your Gojo daze, you realized that you were supposed to make your daily morning coffee for you and him today. You had chewed him out multiple times, telling him that the way he made coffee was nauseating. Usually, Gojo would always accompany the bitter drink with 8 sugarcubes, which was not your thing.   He always seemed to forget, honestly you couldn’t really tell with him, giving you a mug of absurdly sweetened coffee every morning. You always foolishly assumed that he had listened to you from the last scolding, so you would always sip it, letting the coffee coat your pallet, but promptly spit it out as soon as you realized how sickly sweet it was.     “Satoru! This is too sweet!”   “Honeybun, you’re the sweetest thing in this room, what do you mean the coffee could be too sweet? Not possible.” he would inquire innocently, tilting his head to the side.   You’d frown, shaking your head and muttering about the acts of distaste you’d do to him before Gojo bursts into a fit of laughter, pointing at you and watching you unenthusiastically look back. Most likely fuming silently, but you didn’t want to tell him that.   “You’re so fucking cute when you’re angry, (Y/N).”     “Satoru, I can literally not survive the day without coffee. Whatever you’re serving me is definitely not the coffee I want, and sooner or later I’ll be dropping dead.”     He would shrug playfully, as if he didn’t even understand the core concepts of what you were trying to tell him. But you knew he did, he just didn’t want to do it.    You would clench your fists, trying to look threatening. Your back straightening, and on your tippy toes even though you knew you could never be as tall as him. It never ever worked though, he would just continue to laugh harder, but that was just the routine.    “Then do it yourself, sweetie. I wake up at the asscrack of dawn just to make you a cup of coffee. I don’t know about you, but that’s the best show of love.”      “Oh I will. I’ll do it well.”      And so, you weren’t lying. The two of you began to take turns. You woke up even earlier than you did for work, and made him his coffee (with extra sugar, just as he likes it) while also making yours, making sure to relish the bitter and frankly delicious black drink, void of any sweetening. The next day, he would as well. He never listened to your sugar lectures though, making sure to add 3-4 cubes just to make you angry.    You had pretty much given up on all hope of ever getting your ideal coffee from Satoru, it was beyond him to even listen. Besides, you had grown to like the sweetness.   Speaking of brown sweet liquids, it was a perfect hot cocoa morning. The snow was beginning to pile up outside, pure white blanketing just about everything. You hastily threw on an oversized sweater Gojo owned, which you had found strewn on the ground.   You rolled your eyes, that guy was a mess. What would he do without you?   Trudging and stumbling your way into the kitchen like a newborn fawn, you flicked on the lights. As soon as the lights came on, you shielded your eyes from the brightness. Cursing as you pulled out a chair, your eyes slowly adjusting, pulling the chair over to the shelves and cabinets out of reach.   Now standing on the wooden chair, you grumbled. So much for being a good girlfriend, your legs ached for some reason, so every time you stood on your tippy toes, you winced.   Knocking down a bottle of vegetable oil into the sink, you were startled by such an incredibly loud noise. Your eyes widen and your legs tangle as you scramble, almost falling backwards. Grabbing onto the cabinet’s ledge, you breathed a sigh of relief as the chair stabilized.    This was a blessing in disguise, as the chocolate syrup came into view.   A feeling of triumph flooding you, you happily hummed gently pulling it out. Setting it down on the counter, you got down, moving the chair over to the right.   Standing back onto the chair, you placed a finger on your lips, slightly rubbing them. Your memory wasn’t doing you very well, forgetting where all the extra add-ons for baked goods were.   Your tongue stuck out to the side, swinging a random cabinet’s doors wide open. You had guessed correctly, sprinkles of various vivid colors stood idly, eye-catching colors on full display. A fine coat of dust had settled on the caps.   You coughed into your arm, now rummaging through the many sprinkles that Gojo would insist on buying because, “they were too cute to pass up.”      Sometimes, you swore the guy was a middle-aged Pinterest mom.   Yanking out a half opened bag of Jumbo Marshmallows, you did a small victory dance. Normally, Gojo would inhale the darned things, but he was asleep, and very soundly at that. Finally able to have your first taste of marshmallows in a while, you popped a couple in your mouth, practically melting.   So sweet.   Strolling over to the fridge while popping more marshmallows in your mouth, you lazily threw the bag onto the counter. Swinging the fridge door wide open, you shivered at the cold air, hauling a jug of milk out.   As usual, it was half full. Gojo would insist on eating all his cookies with milk, and if he didn’t have milk with his cookies, he would not eat them, stating that it was against his beliefs to even begin to stare at a cookie without a cold glass of milk at the side.   He was probably a 9 year old trapped in a 28 year olds body.   Humming a short tune, you poured the milk into a mug that Gojo had bought for you as a souvenir on a business trip. Painted onto it was a beautiful scene. Flourishing, vibrant flowers only half-heartedly concealing an undisturbed pond, deers frolicking around it. The mug was your favorite cup, and even Gojo, who most likely had the memory span of a goldfish when it came to unnecessary facts such as this one, knew it.   You flipped the chocolate syrup bottle upside down, smacking the top. Making a note to yourself to buy chocolate syrup the next time you went out. Strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you in closer.   “Boo.”   Startled, you twirled around, expecting a rather friendly home invader, or something along the lines of that. Instead, you were greeted with Gojo Satoru’s face. Satoru’s eyebrow twitches, looking at you with an amused expression.   “Scared? We’re on the same boat.” he snickered, “woke up to some loud ass bang.” Gojo sleepy whispered into your ear, ruffling your hair with his large, calloused hands. His chin now resting on your right shoulder.     “I dropped the vegetable oil on accident.” You ignored the light, fluttering feeling when he touched you.     “Gosh, you’re a clumsy one aren’t you, sugar?”       Scoffing, you whip your head back to the hot chocolate. An unhealthy serving of chocolate syrup was splattered inside the mug, already blending with the milk.   “Don’t turn your back on me, pumpkin.” whining playfully, tugging at your left shoulder. There was something about such a playful, childish Gojo that you loved. You wished you got to see it more often.    You pretend to be annoyed, looking at him, now standing up without the support of your shoulder, in the eye now. A flicker of mischievousness over his face, he looks down at you.   “How thoughtful.” kissing your temple, he yawned. “Making hot chocolate for me? Oh hey- you even got the exact same amount of chocolate I like.”   “Satoru.” hands on your hips, you were bemused. How could one even like sugar this much?    “This is an ungodly amount of chocolate syrup, and can NOT be good for you.”   His warm gaze stared back, a slight curve to his lips now. You swear you could die a happy girl now, Gojo wasn’t sleepy very often, so when he was, you made sure to relish it. Usually, when you were lucky enough to be in the presence of a sleepy Gojo, he was always softer. Giving you small, coy smiles. Your retort didn’t even seem to register in his brain in the slightest.   “I want it, though.”   You sighed, facepalming.     “Ooooh, marshmallows!” suddenly bursting with energy he never exhibited before seeing the sugary treat, his long arm extended over to the bag, tugging at it to get it closer to him before finally shoving 3 or more into his mouth.   “Satoru!” you yank his hand back from the entrance of his mouth, able to save a few, albeit a bit ugly and smooshed, marshmallows.   “Wha?” he rubbed his eyes, chewing noisily on the marshmallows he was lucky enough to get into his mouth.   “Baby. We need those marshmallows, here, can you microwave a bowl of them? Save a few for later.”   He nodded obediently, tugging a bowl out of the “washed dishes” section of the sink. Wiping it down sloppily with a towel. He dug his hand into the marshmallow bag, throwing a few handfuls into the bowl before carefully placing the bowl into a microwave, sneaking a few more into his mouth before jabbing at a few buttons.    “There.” he gave you a crooked grin and a thumbs up, walking back over to you, placing warm fingers against your cheek, suddenly jumping back.   “Holy shit, babygirl, you’re cold.”   About to respond, you too realized how cold you were. Lightly shivering, your hands seemed to be blocks of ice.   “Babe, can you go get an extra sweater-”   Hands under your sweater (well, technically his) suddenly, his warm, big hands massaged your breasts. You yelped, the hot contact against your cold skin was electrifying. His thumbs, rubbing over your nipples lazily, sent even more shivers down your spine. Quietly moaning, you looked back at Gojo, who seemed to thoroughly savor every little sound you made.   “Like that, lil girl~?”   “S-Satoru! Not now… I’m making you s-something!”   “Hot cocoa doesn’t take a chef to make.” he placed kisses on your neck, lightly suckling on your bare skin.   “I-I know, but just… N-not now.” you stammered, he was now tweaking your nipples, gently pulling them. He didn’t seem to register the request though, but instead was drawing lazily  on your breast.   “That better, missy?” he questioned, watching you catch your breath and gulp. Resting his chin on your shoulder once more.   “Mmmmm.” you responded, thoroughly enjoying his warm touch. Closing your eyes, enjoying the mystifying feeling his hands always gave you.    Loudly, the microwave beeped. Suddenly jumping up from the loud occurrence, Gojo cursed under his breath and jogged over to the microwave, swinging the handle open.   “Great news, (Y/N). I didn’t burn the marshmallows!”   Grumbling under your breath, and wishing all hell to the microwave for disrupting such an intimate event, you nodded, giving him a few weak claps for his rather stupid achievement. Gesturing for him to bring the bowl over, you pulled out a spoon from the drawer beneath you.   As soon as Gojo placed the bowl on the counter, he zoomed back to where he had left off, grabbing one of your breasts and squeezing it. This time, he was massaging one of your shoulders.   Your breathing was heavier when he did this, Gojo noted, watching as you struggled to mix the chocolate syrup and milk together. He did this for a while, eyeing the cooling marshmallow.   He swiped up a dollop, wiping it down your neck. Letting out a gasp by the sudden warmth, you assumed it was Gojo’s mouth. To your surprise, it wasn’t.   He licked the cloud of fluff, before straight up placing his entire mouth on it, lightly sucking and licking your skin. Your panties were getting awfully wet.   “L-love, we n-need the fluff to a-add the finishing touch to t-the hot cocoa.” you would mutter, trying not to collapse from the pleasure.   “You getting wet?” now lightly nibbling on your skin, his hand left your breast, dunking his hand underneath the fabric of your panties. He sneered, realizing the puddle that had seeped itself into the material.   “Aw, you’re absolutely wet. Fuck am I saying?” he swirled his finger around your entrance, lightly dipping one of his fingers in before he took it out. Whimpering, your walls clenched around something that wasn’t there.   “Anyways, let's get back to the hot cocoa!” innocently licking his glistening finger, he looked at you.   ‘What? Y-you can’t do that to me-!”   “Isn’t that what you wanted?” he chirped back, smiling devilishly.   “That’s what I wanted before-”   “Hush up, slut.” he rubbed your head with one hand, the other, stroking your cheek.     You didn’t realize how hot you got when he called you a slut, whimpering, the hot cocoa long forgotten on the counter as you leaned into his chest.     “Aw, you’re so cute.” tugging on your cheeks softly, you look up at him, while he looked down. Even though you were his girlfriend, you didn’t really see his eyes often. They were a brilliant shade of aquamarine, flecks of a darker blue were also sprinkled amongst the sea of various shades of blue.   “You want something? You’re giving me those puppy eyes.” Still pulling at your cheeks, he stared down patiently, unable to hide the smile on his face.   “I hate when you tease me.” you blurt out, surprisingly coherent, even though Gojo was pinching your cheek. Another flicker of amusement on his face.   “That’s not how you ask for something you want.”   He stopped pinching your cheeks, now staring at you. You couldn’t quite tell what he was thinking about, his face was blank, eyes cloudy.   “Mmm, I’ll give you one last chance before you get punished. Now missy, what do you want?”   You tugged at the hem of his pants, still making eye contact.   “You can’t have that, sweetie.” he straightened you back up, so that you weren’t leaning on his chest any longer. “It’s way too early.”   “Then what was the point of teasing me?” you groaned, clasping your hands together and looking at him. “Please?” you were sure to have your eyelashes flutter.   He laughed, shaking his head. “Sorry, princess.”   You groaned, getting down onto the cold floor, getting onto your knees, looking at his pleasurably entertained face.   “...What about now?”    He chuckled, rubbing your head again. “No, baby. I’m just not in the mood, but I can make a recommendation that works with me. Although, you’re really cute when you’re on your knees for me.”   You nodded, nervously anticipating whatever he wanted to do.   You didn’t need to wait, though, he carried you over to the table, like a princess, unclothing you quickly. Throwing his sweater onto the floor once again, you felt your heart jump a little. A small pile of clothing consisting of the sweater, your panties, and a t-shirt was crumpled up on the floor.   He cupped your breasts, leaning over the table to look at them. His expression softened, placing delicate kisses on each breast, making you gasp a little.   “So cute.” whispering, rubbing your nipples once again.   Your hands found their home in Gojo’s hair, now clenching onto his snowy white locks. He grunted a little as you pushed his head further into your chest, effectively telling you to start suckling on the now slightly abused domes.    “Just a sec, (Y/N).” extending his impossibly long limbs to grab the marshmallow fluff bowl, his long fingers danced at the rim, then pulled it closer to his chest. Yanking the spoon out of the bowl, he spread the lukewarm fluff on your body, you weren’t expecting such warmth, and you let out a yelp, realizing what he was slathering onto you.   “Satoru! D-did you forget what I said e-earlier?”   “Nope, I just don’t care.” sadistically grinning, he ducked his head down, the space between your breasts and his face non existent. He had practically smooshed himself into your embrace, your arms around his head. He was good with his tongue, you had to admit, too good.   Goosebumps grew on your skin, no matter how many times you two fucked senseless, he still had such an effect on you. His tongue swirling around your nipple, fingers rubbing and teasing the other. You felt his hot breath against your skin, and you couldn’t help but think how good it felt.     Strands of hair tickled you as he began to noisily slurp, before coming back up again. Your breast was glistening with spit, few thin lines of marshmallow fluff left over. He licked them up, before scooping up a few dollops of marshmallow fluff onto you, looking hungrily at the attention-starved breast, before diving back down. Fingers now giving the spoiled nipple almost close to 0 action.     He licked the hard nipple a few more times before sucking onto it, as if he was a baby. I mean, he probably was. Afterall, he was a manchild. Regardless, you found yourself heavily breathing, hugging his head like it was the last thing you’d ever do. His teeth lightly nibbled, making you jump a little. Now biting onto it, you squealed.   He glanced up, before going back down, licking the sensitive bud. You felt a rush near your lower regions, a familiar warmth rushed to your cheeks.   “S-Satoru! I think I’m gonna-!”   You weren’t even going to finish the sentence, the white, hot liquid pooling out of you as soon as you uttered a few words. Gojo’s attention was now focused on you, before looking down.   “Woah, lil girl. That’s a large mess. I didn’t know your pussy needed any attention.” he directed his gaze towards your pussy, spreading the folds and softly examined it.   “How pretty.” he muttered, he flicked his thumb on your clit, making you moan loudly.   “FUCK!” you threw a hand over your mouth, he laughed, his breath tickling you.    “You’re really wet.”   Without any warning before hand, he dove in between your legs, beginning to noisily slurp at your folds, dipping his tongue into your entrance.   You began to practically scream louder, you were fuzzy, your body, your mind, everything. Unable to cover your moans, you began to grimace at the stares your neighbors would give you when you went out for the mail. Gojo would laugh, telling you that, “He was just trying to show the world you were his.” and not pay any mind, cursing him for being so skilled, you struggled to contain all the noises you were making.   You felt his tongue tease your entrance playfully, flicking your clit a few times for extra measure, you were now wildly thrashing, and you knew Gojo couldn’t wait to ridicule you over dinner.   About to straight up shove his head closer into you, his tongue finally stuck inside of you. Letting out a sigh of relief mixed with added pleasure, he skillfully lapped at your juices. Noisily slurping away at you, he glanced up.    You were trying to sit up, but were struggling as you did so. The waves of pleasure sent you crashing back down onto the table.   You felt him exhale through his nose, tickling you once again. He closed the little space between you and his face, as soon as he was in contact with your skin, you wrapped your legs around his back, trying to close the distance that wasn’t there.   Now, his tongue was reaching you in places you’d never think he would. Flush, hot skin was sweating against the table surface, but you paid no mind, promising yourself to wipe the top later. Hair strands practically glued to the sides of your head due to the sweat, you whined again, feeling yourself close to cumming.   You were about to speak again, warning Gojo, but you couldn’t. Before the words could even spill out of your mouth, you felt yourself burst.   Gojo, seemingly unaware, was still lapping at your walls. You looked at him, breathing heavily. His eyes widened, and you felt him stop licking for a while, before you saw him gulp and stand back up.   His eyes twinkled a little in the light, and you straightened, sitting on the table, your heart still beating rapidly.   “You never told me you were gonna cum.”   You turned your head to the side, about to retort, before you realized the empty bowl of marshmallow fluff.   “Satoru! I told you to not use it all!” (resposting because i think im shadowbanned, please interact if u saw this!)

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[yenni19]

Chapter 12

(This scene contains sexual language)

Phara looks down at her feet embarrassed as her own mate is right in front of her

Iroku(grabbing her hand): come with me you will be staying at my place from here on out....don't worry about the elders they are judgemental with everyone

Phara(nervous): but we are told to never stay in the mates home only at the communal house set up by the elders

Iroku: well if they want a promising shinobi child...they would have to abide by my rules....no questions asked....and besides I'm the one empregnating you

Phara(turning red): I don't think it's proper to talk vulgar in that way...

Iroku stops and turns to her, he notices through her thin veil she's embarrassed

Iroku: I always talk this way.....besides its not vulgar I'm just straight forward with words

Phara(bowing): My apologies sir...I didn't mean to upset you I'm any way....

Iroku(irritated): stop bowing and apologizing...I'm no king just a strong shinobi...taking on this task was not easy for me either

Phara: we were taught to apologize first even if we did no wrong.....

Iroku: don't treat me as a duty because of who you are....just treat me as a normal person...like a friend

Phara: ok.....I'll try my best

They arrive at Iroku's home, as she enters inside she is shocked at how organized and tidy everything looks

Phara: wow....its so clean....

Iroku: what did you expect a mess....if you didn't know I'm very high maintenance...I've been that way ever since childhood...thanks to my mother

Phara: sorry again.......I've heard stories by the other birthers that men were messy....and lacked any sense of cleaning up after themselves

Iroku: sorry to bust your bubble...but I was raised by a very strict woman....she taught me everything I know....and didn't like lazy children...productive children who knew housework was better than a rebellious messy one...or so I was told

Phara(looking around): oh you have books....but there nothing like the ones we read (walks over to pick one up) there more detailed and vibrant in color

Iroku(behind her): yeah they are stories or folktales passed down in paper formats....we like to keep occupied even though we are at war at the moment

Phara(turning to face him): your so tall....and very broad shouldered...(touches his chest) were you always tall even as a kid?

Iroku(nervous): yeah as a twelve year old I look fourteen and when I hit the seventeen mark I looked twenty after that I stopped growing

Phara(taking off her head covering): well...you said to take my head covering off once we were alone....

Iroku(mesmerized): you....look.......beautiful.....your hair is a dirty dark blue with blond tips halfway down (cups her face) your eyes are a refined Grey like the clouds on a rainy day....you even have a beautiful figure......

She kisses him and he receives her kiss, he picks her up and takes her to the bedroom, she takes off his shirt once placed on the edge of the bed

Phara: your chest is so big (grabs his hand) and your hands are larger than mine

Iroku: is that a problem?

Phara(embarrassed): no I was always told that men with large hands.....had a way with women

Iroku(smiling): well let me undress you and you'll find out...I can't hold back any longer

Iroku undresses Phara, she stands there nervous as he undresses himself, she blushes as she stares at his shaft

Phara(tomato red): you are so big how will.....

Iroku: not yet I have to please you first....

He kisses her as she is in a sitting position, Phara moans as he is strumming her insides with his large fingers careful not to make her lose her virginity

Phara(aroused): what are you doing......ahhhh....nnnnoooo....not there

Iroku: let me help you relax Phara....its the only way I'll enter you

Phara(out of breath): ok.....ahhhhhh......I can't take it I feel a tingling sensation

Iroku(stopping himself): good your pulsating against my fingers....time to enter you

Phara(aroused): ok....enter me I can't hold myself back anymore.....

Iroku enters his shaft inside Phara, she stiffens just a little but lossens up as he starts moving inside her, Phara moans as he moves faster causing them both to climax

Iroku(tired): I never expected sex to be this exciting....what about you?

Phara(nervous): it was the loviest time of my life....you had me speachless and you were amazing....I don't want it to end

Iroku(grabbing her and sitting her up): fine I guess we continue where we left off....

He kisses her as he softly pinches her nipples, Phara moans and he chuckles as she enjoys his sexual affection towards her

Phara(moaning): Iroku I feel that funny feeling again....

Iroku: just lose yourself to that pleasurable feeling....trust me it's better than the first....

Phara turns to him kissing him fiercely on his lips, she sits on his lap as she positions his shaft inside her, she moans as she sits on top of his shaft rubbing against it

Phara: I'm pulsating again Iroku....I can't stop moving on top of you....I feel like I'll lose it....

Iroku: it's ok just finish.....keep going I'm almost there.....

They climax for the second time....Phara and Iroku hold eachother as they lay down on the bed

Phara: it was the best the second time around...Iroku....I think I'm falling for you

Iroku: it's ok....I think I love you Phara....

They spend the rest of the evening together in bed with one another

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The Uzumakis and Uchihas are in the living room hearing Phara's story

Phara(smiling): for the first time in my life I experienced love so pure and honest. Iroku Minato's father was everything I wanted in a man....honest pure with his emotions....always willing to lend a hand.....and very protective of me....even if it was going to be a short time with the Namikaze clan I wanted to cherish moments like the ones I had with Iroku....but everything changed once I had Minato and Iroku was forced into taking in a wife he never loved....and after that I was forced to leave the clan and sent back to the birthing temple....leaving the product of our love with him.....and his new wife....then a year later I met Rozu my second mate....we didn't see eye to eye but he showed me love in a different manner....by small gestures or small compliments he was a hard shell to crack

Phara goes back to the time she and Rozu met under dire consequences, Phara was with the elders of the Uchiha clan as she witnessed the hier of the clan argue with his father

Rozu(angry): I will lead the clan but with no hier....I don't need a woman telling me what to do father!

Uchiha elder: you need an hier....and the birthers are the up most respected women....she can give you a strong Uchiha child...

Rozu: I said I don't want one so send her away.....for all I know under that head covering she might be ugly....

Irritated Phara took off her head covering, Rozu who wouldn't shut up, stood there in silence as the crowd gasped to see her face

Phara(angry as she approaches Rozu): does this face look ugly to you....because the only ugly thing i see in this room is your attitude...so if I were you I would make a change starting with that attitude of yours

Rozu(mesmerized): you....how dare you....do you know who......

Phara: no I don't know who you are.....but I know one thing....I don't think this arrangement will work out (walking out of the communal home) I'm leaving and going home.......because I'm too ugly for the new leader of this clan

Uchiha elder: please you are our last chance....don't turn us down like every birther has.....we need you to produce an hier....I know my son is rough around the edges but just stay a week....just one week to prove he has a soft side

Phara: alright....a week....but if nothing changes...I'm going home

The elders leave and she is stuck with Rozu....the roughest of the group....but Phara wasn't that innocent girl anymore...after what happened she became cold as well and tougher than most birthers

Phara(walking to her room): I'm going to bed...see you...

Rozu(grabs her hand): why would you even want to....I'm liberating you from your duties as a birther...you don't have to be here

Phara: even if i was sent away....another of my sisters would be brought here....and I wouldn't live with myself if you treated them wrong....so id rather stay and play it out to see where this goes

Rozu: why do you care for them....and those stupid head maidens....they obligate you to have sexual relations with strangers like a whore in a brothel....

Phara(turns around and slaps him): we are not whores.....we are birthers made to give birth to children of the clans since we are no longer useful to the Otsutsuki (pulls her arm away) how dare you disrespect our culture

She runs into her room and shuts the door, she sits there crying the rest of the night, she wakes up and makes breakfast only to find a meal ready for her by Rozu

Phara(picking up the note): I'll be back.....had clan meetings...don't wait up for me...your allowed to roam town if you like....with or without your head covering....I won't force you to wear it (sighs and she puts down the note) so he does care....he's such a troublemaker

She heads out to see the town, she was amazed of how many stands there were and how lively the people were

Phara: so where to start.....oh I know the fruit stand

She goes to the fruit stand and picks out mango, strawberries, and kiwi she pays for them and walks around town before heading home, once she gets there she cuts up the fruit and places it neatly on the plate and writes 'thank you' on the note Rozu already wrote on with a smiley face

Phara(smiling): hope he likes it.....

Rozu(behind her as he enters the house): hope who likes it?

Phara picks up the plate and walks over to him, as she gets close she slips and Rozu tries catching her, but instead he ends up on top of her

Phara: sorry for the mess......

Rozu: its fine....I'm not upset

Phara: Rozu your staring at me

Rozu: I know...I can't stop looking...because I want you Phara....right here and now

Phara(admitting): so do I....Rozu....now take me and deflower me.....

Rozu kisses her intently and she kisses back wanting more of him. She moans as he undresses her on the very floor and touches her intimate spot she screams

Phara: oh Rozu...not there im sensitive right now!

Rozu: I want to kiss every part of you....

Phara(gasping): then do it....take me and fulfill my desires

He licks her clitoris making Phara scream in pleasure he lifts her up on his waist and carries her to the room continuing the foreplay

Rozu: why do u captivate me Phara?

Phara(heavily breathing): because Uchiha boy....I'm different from other women...I don't submit easily

He continues by stroking her and she moans at the sensation of it, building up the climax she moans louder as he strokes faster

Phara(on top of him): I can't take it anymore....fill me with your shaft

Rozu(sitting up): then have your fill....I'll enjoy it too

She starts moving as she is already on top of him his shaft hard enough going deep inside her, within minutes they climax as they finish laying together

Rozu(out of breath): Phara.....I want you to run away with me....before you give birth.....I heard about you and the Namikaze guy.....I want to save you from a heartbreak.....I want a life with you Phara.....a family filled with happiness....when I saw you take off your covering I saw a rare beauty like never before....Phara I fell in love with you the moment I laid eyes on you

Phara(facing Rozu): really....you want a life with me....a birther....

Rozu: yes....I won't stand it if you had to go through falling in love again if it's not me.....then you can run away with me and we start fresh

Phara(crying): thank you Rozu....thank you for loving me eventhough we just met

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Evidence, you

"The final, crucial piece of evidence...you."

-

Reasons to fall:

1. Darkness

" Im.."

"What is it? "

" Kinda thinking about change this 'broken white' wall's colour-"

"That's good.."

" I'm gonna paint this wall with black-"

" Wait, what? Don't be ridiculous no one will come here at night because of the dark.."

" Well, haha.. Are you afraid with the darkness?"

" Not really.."

" Liar~"

" I'm not. But may I just ask why are you really love those dark colors?"

" Then I'll just ask you back before I answer that. What do you think about 'black'? Let's forget about navy or grey because everyone usually like that."

" People usually think that they describe the darkness, or maybe sadness(?)"

" Right, that was people thought. But, I don't think the same. It's a serenity for me."

" I see.. So that was your reason, huh?"

" Yes. So if I change this room colour will you-"

" No."

" Ok nevermind forget that I'm just kidding"

2. Photography

" Why is this so confusing..."

" What's wrong?"

" I'm getting confused with this camera, why is this so hard to change the settings I don't get it."

" Which part?"

" The results make you looks brighter-"

" Are you trying to say that I'm too 'dark'?"

" Yes hehe ok no I'm kidding but you look so pale here"

" Let me see that and stop make me curious- wow yeah I'm too pale".

" How to change that? There are too many buttons I'm confused."

" Come here I'll show you. There's nothing wrong with the exposure, you just have to change the ISO. Here's the button.. So I'll let you try it, here..."

" You're right.. Thanks"

" I learned about camera when I was in the high school. I often borrowed my friends' camera, and then asked how to set them.."

" Hmm.. Ok got it."

" You said you want to be a photographer. Then you should have to learn a lot about how to set camera. Don't give up! I'll help you later."

3. Nyctophilia

" Here let me take a picture of you."

" Don't, I'm not im the mood, really.. Why don't you take a pict of Isola instead?"

" Hmm you know? I often went here at 10pm.."

" Going here? At night? Wow, I'm surprised that you didn't afraid.."

" I told you earlier I'm not afraid of darkness.. Why should I? Besides, I really enjoyed the night view of Isola.. It's so beautiful.. You should try it sometimes."

" I will, and what were you doin'?"

" Not much. Just read my books & drank a cup of coffee, and layin' outhere to see the sky.."

" I see.. Anyway, thank you for you recommendation.. I'll try it maybe if I have a chance.."

" Anytime, I'll promise you won't regret it".

4. Casing

" Im, I wanna ask you something".

" Go on.. What was that?"

" Have you bought something online?"

" I have, and why is that?"

" Um, how to?"

" ....buy something online?"

" Y-yeah.."

" Do you want something?"

" I want to buy a phone case like yours."

" Hm? Like mine? Oh....black, isn't it?"

" Hehe..."

" Do you think I want to have a same phone case with you?"

" Hm, no?"

" Exactly."

" Ok nevermind but please help me find another black phone case, will youuuu?"

" Why me?"

" Psssh I don't know how to buy something from an online shop and I don't know how Sh*pee works. Besides, I heard it's more cheaper if we bought it online. Can you show me?"

" Are you sure you didn't know about that?"

" I am... Please help me."

" Fine.. What's your phone type?"

" Xiaomi, Redmi Note 5A.. Ah yes, without fingerprint."

" Ok what about this?"

" No.."

" this one?"

" Hm no?"

" This one?"

" Too expensive please can you find another cheaper case? I trust you a lot."

" I am. Just wait till you saw this..... How about this one?"

" Oh sure.. I like this one."

" Okay.. I will bought a clear case too, so we can share the shipping fee together."

" Agree."

" Do you want me to use your address? Or mine?"

" Mine was fine."

" Ok.."

" So how long the shipment is?"

" About 3-4 days...usually."

" 3-4 days? Ok fine."

Day 1

" Im, why is the packages isn't arrived yet?

" I said it takes time around 3-4 days, and this is the first day so be patient."

" Ok."

Day 2

" Im, why is the packages isn't arrived yet?"

" This is the 2nd day and still on it way, calm down."

" Ok."

Day 3

" Im, why is the packages isn't arrived yet? This is the 3rd day, you say it."

" Nah, maybe tomorrow."

" Ah, I see. Ok"

Day 4

" Im, I want to talk with you after your division's briefing."

" Why? Is there anything you need?"

" Just finish it quickly-"

" If you asked me about your packages can you-"

" Hehe actually it was arrived last night."

" Oh, so how was it?"

" I like it very much! See?"

" That black phone case suits well with you."

" Yeah, and this is yours."

" Alright.. It's easy to buy something in online shop. But you have to check their shop review before buy something. Got it?"

" I will remember that."

5. Low contrast, High Exposure

" Im, can you please change the tone of your edit? It makes me more ugly-"

" Hehe finally you realized it."

" But it's too dark on me.. I took a bath before this photoshoot so please make it visible."

" With?"

" The brightness, Im........"

" Fine.."

" Listen, you just need to low its contrast and make the brightness higher. See? It looks like you use a 'soft filter' presets on this pic."

" Ah you're right. Isn't this edits technique looks like the 05 presets on VSCO?"

" I don't know... But I usually edit my pics like that."

" I see.. Thank you so much, Faw!"

6. Physics

" Why did you choose Physics, Faw?"

" Because I love it. And why did you choose Arabic?"

" It's my parents choice.."

" Oh, I thought you're the only one who choose your study."

" I let my parents choose too."

" Actually, I didn't want to be here. I really want to be a part of ITB. But, yeah-"

" Fate?"

" Yeah, something like that. But, I'm not going to regret it.."

" I see.. I feel the same. Actually, I have an interest to Chemistry, but yeah I'm not good at Physics and Math.."

" But, Chemistry is more difficult than physics"

" No, I think physics is more difficult."

" Ok what about biology?"

" I'm weak at memorizing something"

" Same here."

" Why are you so tall anyway?"

" I don't know either.. Maybe it's just my mom.."

" Your mom?"

" Maybe she eats bamboo when she's pregnant(?). Hehe I'm just kidding, because I don't know."

" Me either..."

7. K-POP

" Im, do you know this song?"

" iKON's Love Scenario?"

" True!!"

" DO YOU LIKE KPOP?"

" Hehe but I'm not a fans. I just love their song. Do you know about Super Junior?"

" Mr. Simple?"

" Yes, but my fav's Superman.."

" But, actually I'm STILL speechless because of this.."

" Hahahaha, you know? I have my old kpop song's folder. Oh, do you know this song?"

" It's SNSD's.. The boys, right?"

" How about this?"

" It's Big Bang's.. Monster."

" And this?"

" Wow, it's Trouble Maker's! Wait, DON'T TELL ME YOU SAW THEIR MV TOO PLEASE BE HONEST."

" HEHE BUT JUST ONCE I SWEAR!!"

" I DIDN'T TRUST YOU."

" Oh come on.. Hey, I have to show you something."

" What is it? WAIT, IS THAT YOU?"

" Y-yeah, the bald one."

" Did you just- did you join the dance club?"

" I- I did, in the past. When I was in the mid school."

" Seriously, you make speechless twice in a row."

" Surprised, aren't you?"

" Kinda.."

" Please just keep it secret I am shy."

" Anyway, you should hear BTS' songs. It's good, really.. You'll like it.."

" Ah I've heard about BTS before.. So maybe I'll download their song later.."

8. Patience

" Im, can I talk to you now?"

" Sure.."

" Where have you been? It's been a while since you didn't come to our secretariat. Why is that? Do you have any problems?"

Actually, I'm just dissapointed with all of them but-

" I'm alright.. There's no need to be worried."

" Are you sure?"

" I will talk about this later."

" Hm? Why didn't you just say it here?"

" It can't.. I have to tell you directly.."

" So can you just come-"

" No."

" Okay, let's meet again, later?"

" Yeah, okay..."

" See ya!"

9. Last scene, white rose

" Isn't today your graduation, Faw?"

" Um- yeah.. Will you come?"

" I will.. So when you'll be free?"

" Maybe after the ceremony.."

" I have to go to the Gymnasium or the-"

" Please just go to FPMIPA instead.."

" Okay, I'll call you later."

14.49 PM, FPMIPA

" Where are you?"

" In front of the building"

" Where?"

" Turn around!"

" Oh!"

" Happy graduation.."

" Thank you"

"......"

"......"

" So, you really graduated now."

" I am.. Why is that?"

" YAH WHY ARE YOU LEAVING ME SO SOON?!"

" Hahaha, am I not be able to graduate?"

" It's not like that but, finally.. Baraakallahu fii Ilmi.."

" Thank you."

" Let's take a pic"

" Sure, but can you send it to me later?"

" I will!"

" Thank you, Im.. Please, forgive me. So sorry, I can't protect you from them earlier.. I'm sorry."

" Nevermind, just forget that problem. I should apologize too.. So sorry, I didn't contribute to you as much as I can do. I'm sorry too, I didn't do my best.. I didn't help you a lot.."

" It's okay.. Thank you for being my partner."

" I should say the same things to you.."

10. You, the crucial piece of evidence.

Bandung,

Starts from May 2017 till February 2019.