Her Eyes (Demon Slayer Various x Fem!Gojo Reader) ON HOLD

Yoruiichi Tsugikuni

Gojo Satoru was a literal mess.

His pristine white hair that's usually so neat and fluffy was askew and disarranged. His attire was bunched up several times from fisting the clothing. Dark circles were very prominent and instead of his usual outgoing and cheery personality, Satoru Gojo was reduced to a dull man who had no life in him.

The door opened, revealing Geto and Nanami. Both men were still wary of each other, but for the sake of their friend, they put aside their differences and worked together to try and locate the (h/c)-ette who was now missing for two months, lost in space or a different dimension.

"Satoru—"

"If it's not anything I want to hear regarding my sister then don't bother." Satoru cut him off, a shot of vodka in his hands, eyes red and puffy.

Geto knew how his friend was feeling. In fact, he was the only one who knew the male gojo like the back of his hand. They were once and still are, brothers in arms. Geto knew Satoru wasn't great in dealing with his emotions, and this was proof. The white haired man was spiraling down a dark hole and every minute and day that passes without a hint of news about his sister made him more depressed.

Nanami pushed his glasses up, holding up some old wrinkled papers that were either torn or missing a few words. "I found something in the archives about restricted jujutsu that can make a person disappear to another timeline or dimension."

In an instant, Gojo shot up from the couch he had been lounging on for days, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "Really? How...?"

Nanami sighed, his body feeling old and tired, "I had to sneak into the library, but it was well worth it. Anyways, it says here there's a jujutsu that can do exactly what Kenjaku did. However....it's an old practice. In fact, it's not like your regular jujutsu, this one requires a sacrifice."

The glimmer of hope in Gojo's eyes dimmed a bit. "Oh."

Nanami and Geto shared a glance, turning back to the white haired male, "Luckily, Geto knows exactly who to sacrifice...someone willing..."

If there was a chance to get his baby sister back, Satoru would take it. However, this ritual requires a sacrifice and he's not sure who would be willing to give up their life to get (Y/n) back. Satoru bit his lip, he wasn't sure if he should take the chance, but he really misses his sister and wants nothing but for her to return to him. (Y/n) Gojo is his other half, without her, he's incomplete.

Satoru eyed him warily, rubbing his head in exhaustion, "Who?"

"It's....."

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(Y/n) retold everything to Oyakata-sama from the fight to how she spared Gyutaro and Daki's life. He trusted (Y/n) enough to let her do what she believes is right but if anything happens, she must take fault, which is agreed upon between the two.

Tanjirō and the others were in the Butterfly Mansion healing while Tengen was being taken care of by his three wives. Since there were no missions as of yet, (Y/n) decided to take this time to recuperate herself.

By recuperate, she meant taking a long deserved nap. She curled up on her futon with a chibi Enmu and Rui snuggling up to her on both sides. It was a hard for her to actually fall asleep since she was still thinking of her brother and friends back home.

"Satoru...I hope you're doing well. Don't worry about me, okay? I promise to come back to you alive." (Y/n) murmured quietly, crystal blue eyes fluttering close as she fell into a deep sleep.

The sound of water rushing was heard and (Y/n) opened her eyes slowly. She was standing on top a trimmed grassy cliff. Before her was a large waterfall cascading down like thunderous rain. The sky was clear and beautiful, almost serene-like.