ᴀʟʟᴇɢᴇᴅʟʏ ☀︎︎ ɢᴇᴛᴏ s. x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ☀︎︎

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ɴɪɴᴇ

17 April 2006
Approximately 12:02 P.M
Okinawa, Japan

“I still don’t think this is an appropriate mission for first-years,” Nanami muttered.

“Well,” Haibara drug out. “I’m all fired up! I wanna show Geto what I got! Besides, our senpai’s are putting their lives on the line for an innocent girl!”

“What if a hurricane comes and the airport shuts down? What then?” Nanami grumbled.

“Cheer up!” You said, glancing back at them. “It’s not as bad as it sounds. Trust me, there are many worst things that could happen. But for now, I’m going to meet up with Satoru and Suguru and the Star Plasma Vessel. You two head onto the hotel and wait there, okay?”

“Got it, Y/n-senpai!” Haibara said, throwing his thumb up.

“You’re leaving?” Nanami groaned.

“You’ll be fine! Promise!” You called, waving over your shoulder.

When you stepped out of the taxi, you immediately spotted the white-haired male. He was cackling loudly with another girl, both of them squealing over the sea cucumber that Gojo was holding. You could help but smile. That must have been the Star Plasma Vessel. Furthering your gaze, you searched around for the dark-haired male. And your stomach dropped when you saw him.

Geto was standing with another woman, her arm laced through his as they laughed together. Now, you wouldn’t have thought much of it, but seeing as the woman had a blush on her cheeks and her hand hovering near Geto’s chest, you did think something of it. Immediately, a scowl crawled on your face. Who the hell was she?

“You two look like you’re enjoying yourselves,” You called, making all four of them look to you. Opting for a pair of shorts rather than your normal pants, one hand holding the bag over your shoulder, your opposite hand was in the back pocket of your shorts.

“Y/n!” Gojo chirped, the water splashing around him as he ran from the sea. “What are you doing here?”

“Hey, Sunshine,” Geto called, lips pulling in a smile. You didn’t smile back.

“A word?” You said. Gojo and Geto exchanged a glance before walking towards you.

“What’s up? I thought you were in Tokyo?” Geto asked.

“I came with the first-years,” You said, fixing the bag over your shoulder. “Yaga wants me to get the chain back from Fushiguro, and we think he’s going to come after the Star Plasma Vessel. I just came to make sure everything was going as planned.”

“Yeah. We decided to stay another day to throw off the cult,” Gojo said.

“I’ll tell the first-years,” You mumbled, quickly shooting Haibara a message. “I should get back. I told them I wouldn’t be long. Have fun sightseeing.”

“Hey, hold on a second,” Geto said, grabbing your wrist. “What’s the matter? Is something wrong?”

“No. I’m just busy,”

“If you were really that busy you would have just called,” Geto said. You glared at him.

“I did call,” You frowned, taking your arm back. “You were just too preoccupied to know.”

It clicked in his mind. “Are you jealous?” He scoffed playfully. “Because of Kuroi? That’s seriously not what it looked like, sweetheart.”

“Looked like the two of you are pretty close to me,” You muttered. Geto hooked his fingers through the loops on your shorts, bringing you flush against him. You turned your head away as he leaned down.

“Come on, Y/n, don’t be like that. Kuroi got kidnapped yesterday, and she was just a little shaken up when we got her back today. Besides, she’s like, 31,” He said, looking down at you with disbelief. “Why don’t you stay and swim with us for a while? I promised I’d take you on a date, didn’t I?”

“No. Focus on what you’re supposed to do,” You said, turning away. Geto sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you over his shoulder. Your bag fell in the sand as you gasped, hitting his back. “Suguru, goddammit!”

“Yo! Kuroi, Amanai!” He called, gaining the attention of the two women. “This is L/n Y/n. She’s also a jujutsu sorcerer, and she’s my girlfriend!”

“I fucking hate you and everything you stand for, Geto Suguru,” You hissed, pinching his sides.

“I’ll drop you in the water,” He warned.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.”

“No!” You squealed, covering your nose as he tossed you in the water. You scrambled to the surface, gasping at the sudden rush of the cold water.

“Damn, Suguru, that was just mean,” Gojo said.

“You dickhead!” You barked, wading out of the water. “This is going to ruin these! I just fucking bought these shorts you dumb motherfucker!” You took your soaked shoes off and threw them at him.

“Hey, Hey! I’ll buy you new ones!” He yelped.

“Ugh! You piss me off so much!” You yelled, storming past him, slapping his hands away from you.

“I’m sorry,” He said. “I didn’t think it’d piss you off that badly.”

“U-Um, L/n-san!” Amanai called, making you look over at her. She handed you a towel. “I have some clothes you can wear if you want. And we can wash yours out with fresh water so they don’t fade and break down.”

“Th-thanks, but I’m okay,” You said, drying yourself for the most part after wringing your clothes out. “But I’m just gonna head back to my hotel for now. Don’t come near me, Geto.”

“Holy shit, dude,” Gojo said, looking over at the shocked black-haired male. “You really pissed her off.”

…

“I see,” You muttered into the phone. “I’ll let Haibara and Nanami know first thing in the morning,”

“Very well. I’ll see you tomorrow. Please make sure those two nimrods don’t do anything stupid,” Yaga said. “And I’ll arrange for a new cell phone to be waiting on you.”

“I owe you big time, Yaga-sensei,” You sighed.

“Get the chain and we’ll call it even,” He said.

“Yeah, okay. I’ll see you when we get to Tokyo,”

You placed the phone back onto the receiver before falling back in the bed. Sighing, you closed your eyes as you wiped your hands over your face. You heard a click near the door and sat up, looking in alarm as your door opened.

“Surprise, Sunshine,” Geto sang softly peering into the room. He held up a bag. “I’m sorry.”

“Get out,” You huffed. “How the fuck did you even get a key?”

“Nanami-kun gave me the spare,” He said, closing the door behind him. He sat on the bed beside you, holding the bag out to you. “I bought you a new outfit. And candy.”

You quirked a brow. Taking the bag, you took the clothes out. A cute baby blue top and black shorts. You had to admit, it was really cute.

“How did you know what size?” You asked.

“Do you not know how many times I’ve gotten clothes from your closet for you? Plus I undress you enough. I also know your cup size,” He hummed.

“That’s creepy, Sugar,” You sighed, watching his face brighten up at the nickname. He kissed your cheek.

“Are you still mad at me?” He cooed. “You know I didn’t mean to piss you off so much.”

“If you kiss me, you might make up for it,” You said. He grinned.

“Deal.”