Disenchanted: Sukuna x Reader

14: The Start of a Plan

hiiiii & welcome back!!! i'm going to try and update as much as i can. i really love this story & i miss writing! but i do have a baby now, so we'll see how it goes:')

i haven't written in forever, so hopefully it's still okay. i'm picking up right where the story left off.

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I walked through the empty halls of the school, desperate to take my mind off of Sukuna's potential demise.

Well, more like slumped. I could barely even hold myself up straight as I moved. The whole process of taking his cursed energy had worn me out, mentally and physically.

My body couldn't handle the overpowering strength of his cursed energy. There was a good chance we'd both end up dead by the end of this.

Mentally, I couldn't stomach the events either. To be his biggest weakness, it was a weight I was no where near prepared to carry.

As I trailed the hallway, I heard a trembling coming from inside one of the rooms. The sound of someone shivering was almost so intense it seemed like they'd been caught outside in a blizzard without so much as a jacket.

I hadn't explored much so far so I wasn't sure who I'd find on the other side.

Still, even with my own problems, I couldn't let a call like that go unanswered.

"Hello?" I called out weakly as I tapped on the door.

The response was hardly audible, a plea barely above a whisper, "P-please.... h-help."

Yuuji.

I burst through the door, shocked by the scene before me. Yuuji was laying on his bed, pale as a ghost. His sheets were soaked through with sweat.

He laid curled up in a tight ball, shaking and shivering. Small groans of pain escaping his lips.

"Yuuji!?" I called out , doing my best to rush over. "What's wrong? What happened!?"

I knelt by the bed, placing my hand on his forehead and instantly feeling the fever that was surely wreaking havoc on his body.

"When did this start?" I asked.

Yuuji's eyes were still shut as he spoke, "S-shorty after your technique."

Was my technique draining Yuuji's energy too? Was Sakuna's cursed energy that closely intertwined with his own?

Perhaps they aren't as separate of beings as everyone had assumed. Are they at the point where one can't exist without the other?

My mind raced with every possibility, every fear, every anxious worry.

Could I not save them both?

Could I not save either?

I shook the thought away, unable to bear knowing the answer, "I'm going to find help. Where can I find a healer?"

A slew of groans and incoherent words left Yuuji's moth.

"Yuuji!" I called our frantically. "Please. I need you to focus. Does Jujutsu High have a healer? A doctor? Something!?"

"G-Gojo," he barely mumbled.

Fuck. The last person I want anything to do with.

But it didn't matter now. I took off down the hall, sprinting as fast as my body would let me.

Every bone ached, every muscle felt engulfed with flames. I was used to pushing through pain though. And now, I had a reason to do it beyond just my own survival.