Beautiful Dream or Cursed Reality? Sukuna Fanfiction

Chapter One: The Beginning

"Don't worry baby girl, when I'm done with you everyone will know you're mine, and only mine." Sukuna whispered into my ear as he playfully bit me. "Don't hold back on me now, I want to know exactly how this is going to make you feel."
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I woke up to sunlight streaming through my window, I winced at the brightness and wished I was back in my dream...why did nights have to be so fucking short? I groaned as my alarm went off. What was the point in waking up if the dreams you had were more exciting than your actual life?

Getting up to get ready was always hard for me, I was NOT a morning person, which was partially due to me being up late into the night reading manga and watching anime, and occasionally finishing homework that I had left to the last minute. My friends always teased me about it. Today would be no different, they could always tell when I had a late night.

Throwing on a pair of jeans and a sweater, I ran a brush through my hair as I looked at the time. "Crap...I'm going to be late for class...again." muttering to myself as I ran down the stairs and grabbed an apple from the kitchen, throwing it into my backpack as I ran out the door and hopped on my skateboard. Maybe I'd still make on time, if I was late again I would have to sit in detention...but at least I show up. Most of the other seniors skip class on a regular basis and I never see them in detention.

I rolled my eyes as I came up to the campus. I'd make it on time, Ms. Johnson wouldn't get the satisfaction of ruining my evening today. That woman really seemed to have it out for me ever since I corrected her grammar in her short story last year. She really didn't like a student catching a mistake she overlooked...I mean, she should have been grateful and at least thanked me, but now she held me up to insane standards and punished me every chance she could get.

Tossing my skateboard in my locker, I grabbed my notebooks and binder, running into my best friend Dylan on the way to class. "Made it on time today huh?" He winked at me as he jabbed my side with his elbow. "Ms. Johnson is gonna be pissed she can't reprimand you today." He laughed as he slowed down his pace so I could catch up to him.

I gave him the best innocent look I could muster, "Me? Piss off Ms. Johnson? You must be thinking of someone else Dylan, I'm clearly her favourite student." I managed to say in my sweetest voice. Dylan burst out laughing, clearly finding my innocent look unbelievable. I smiled up at him, "But I will milk this being on time thing for all its worth, I know how much joy she gets from ruining my evenings and she's been too trigger happy lately with handing out detention."

Dylan nodded, "You really have been spending more time in detention lately, either she's been waking up on the wrong side of the bed more often, or she's trying to make the last few weeks of school hell for you." I nodded, a bit distracted as my mind had drifted off to my dream from last night. What I wouldn't give to be in Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine rather than another detention. At least I would have good company there.

"Earth to Y/N, hey are you okay?" Dylan's hand was waving in front of my face as I came back to reality. I just stared blankly at him, realizing that we were standing in the doorway to class. I just nodded. "Yeah I'm fine, I just got lost in a thought, I had an interesting dream last night and I was just thinking about it." Dylan just shook his head with a smile on his face. "Of course you were." He placed his finger on my forehead, "You're always getting lost in there, you need to be careful, one day you might not find your way back out." He laughed as I smacked his hand away from my face. "As if that would ever happen." I rolled my eyes at him. "We should sit down before we get in trouble."

Classes passed in a blur after that first one, or maybe I was just lost in thought for the majority of them. Either way, I was excited to go home for a bit before heading to work. Only two more months in this concrete prison of a school and I would be done. Graduation couldn't come soon enough!