One True Love: Maki x FemReader

2: A New Color

"Y/n, you're back," Gakuganji muttered as we walked into the small room.

Gojo laughed loudly as he sat down on the couch, arms fully outstretched behind him, "I told you I'd find her. I don't know why you didn't just ask me sooner."

"So now what?" Yaga asked.

"She will join the first years with me."

"But I'm a second year now."

"Well, you shouldn't have ran away. Now I have to babysit," he looked back over at the two principals. "I'll keep her with Itadori."

Yaga raised an eyebrow, "Shouldn't Sukuna's vessel work alone?"

My ears perked up as they began to talk about it. I heard rumors, but it was still crazy to even think about. A random boy being able to withstand Sukuna's soul... who would've thought.

My eyes-widened as they mentioned Itadori's name.

"Wait, Itadori's the vessel?" I interjected.

Gojo just hummed in confirmation. I couldn't believe someone so kind could successfully contain something so evil. He must be insanely strong.

"It's settled then," he stood back up, breaking me out of my train of thought.

"Also, so we're all on the same page," he slowly approached me. "I don't care how powerful you become, if you run again, I won't capture you, I'll kill you."

I kept my face stern and stoic as he threatened me. It wasn't anything new, but it was still as terrifying as ever because I think he really meant it.

Either way, I didn't want him to know how much I actually feared him.

His hand carefully tilted up my chin whispering as he glared at me even through the blindfold, "Your eyes deceive you. Do you know what color they are now?"

"Black," I mumbled back to him.

He smirked, tightening his grip on my jaw, "And if red is anger and rage, what is black?"

"Hatred," I snarled.

He leaned in closer to me, "I think it's fear."

He pushed my head back slightly as he let go and walked towards the door. I hated my stupid powers. I hated being a sorcerer. I hated existing.

I wiped my tears before following him out of the office. Gakuganji's eyes held no emotion, but Yaga looked regretful.

I was actually grateful for the sentiment. I was tired of feeling as though the whole world was against me.

"How'd it go?" Itadori asked me as we rejoined him outside. I didn't have the energy to respond, so I just shook my head.

"Gojo-sensei!!" I looked up through my black frames to see a group of students approaching, a girl with short, brown hair leading the way.

Itadori tried to put his arm over me, but I blocked him once again and he just chuckled nervously, "Y/n, you get to meet everyone!!"

I felt my eyes slowly adjusting back to their normal state, a goldish color.

"Who's this?" the girl asked as she crossed her arms and gave me a once over. I just pushed my glasses up further to try and avoid any more comments about my eyes for the day.

"A student," Gojo explained plainly. "She'll be joining us from now on."

"Eh? She doesn't look like a student... Where's her uniform? Where'd she come from?"