The Veil

Chapter # 17

The only thing she can taste was the metallic taste of blood on her tongue and the excruciating numbing pain in her chest.

Her eyes fell shut, focusing all her curse energy on the hole, she couldn't breathe, half of her heart was damaged.

It was draining for her to heal that much of herself in just a few moments.

She was strong but there was a reason for her being the second strongest. Her curse energy was not limitless, and nursing her ruptured organs drained the pools of her curse energy.
She was on her knees, trying not to focus on the pain.

"I see, you are too stubborn to die." She just wished to just blackout.

She lifted her eyes, glaring at the curse, "well, too bad, I can't stay here to amuse you any longer than necessary." He leaned so he was in front of her facing her, "Im gonna kill you now."

He twirled her hair with her fingers, she didn't speak.

"I'm pretty sure your tongue still works." She looks away.

"Look at me when I end your life." He roughly grabbed her face, making her look him in the eyes.

"Go die in a ditch." Her voice was hoarse.

He laughed, "now, no need to be so vulgar."
The moment most of her organs were healed, she sprinted into action, kicking the curse in the groin and ripping his long hair from the scalp as it made a satisfying ripping sound.

"You bitch!" With great speed, her first connected his mouth breaking his teeth in the process.

Her hand grasped the slippery organ in his mouth and she pulled her arm back, tearing his tongue in the process.

The curse garbled blood, "I will have to give you some credit for almost slaughtering me."
Before she can do much damage, some lower-grade curses twisted into existence.

With drained-out energy, it took a while for her to slay the curses.

Regardless the special grade managed to escape with the objects.

She looked around for her knife but it was nowhere in sight, "that bastard took my favorite knife as well!"

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Gojo was growing anxious, (Name) was nowhere in sight.

He strolled in the direction he has previously seen her go, anticipating she will be there.
He saw her walking out of the vaults, "(name), where have you been?" She didn't answer as if she didn't hear him.

"(Name)?" Her head was down and he can see her limping ever so slightly.

She looked up, and Gojo's eyes widened at her appearance. Her mouth was covered in her blood and so were her clothes or the lack of clothes.

There was a huge gap in front of the shirt she has been wearing, exposing her more delicate feminine parts.

"(Name), your shirt is ripped." Her eyes knit in confusion, looking down at her body.

When she realized her lack of apparel that once covered her chest, her arms instinctively wrapped around herself. Hoping to save her remaining dignity.

She turned her back to him, he noticed her back had an identical gash as well.

He sighed, "here take this." He takes off the shirt he was wearing, throwing it at her.
She didn't say anything, just took the robe and wore it.

The material was soft and delicate, even if it was too big for her.

"What happened?" His hand came to rest on her shoulder.

She didn't want to face him, not right now. Not after she has faced that impairing defeat.
But begrudgingly she did.

what she saw on his face was concern for her and also his bare chest. His eyes were excavated, gleaming like always.

"There was a special grade in the vaults." Her eyes wandered to the fringe of the robe she was wearing.

"And?"

She grumbled, "and I underestimated the situation, that lead to him running away and my miserable situation." She motioned to the smudges of blood.

"Hmm, the one I tried to exorcise also managed to escape." He didn't look bleak at all, "but next time I see it, it's gonna be the end of the curse."

"Come, we should go clean up." He clasped her hand in his, smiling at her.

She half-heartedly followed him, "how are the others? Are the students alright? Is Yuji okay?"

"Everyone is as good as they can be after a battle." He said, "but everyone is hoping for cancellation of the event itself for now at least."

"What do you think?"

"We can always find an alternative." He ran a hand through his disheveled hair.

"Wouldn't it be better to just cancel it?"

"Yeah, but what's the fun in that?"

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Well, the fun for Gojo has been the baseball match between Tokyo and Kyoto.
The match was disclosed as Tokyo was the victor.

Did she expect anything more or less? No, she didn't. Was she happy about the outcome? Perhaps, yes.

As soon as the event came to an end, it was time for (name) to go back to (native country).

She was packing her luggage, "(Name), what are you doing?"

"Preparing to go back, the wedding wouldn't be in a couple of weeks so I need to go back." She zipped the bag, "is there something you need?"

"Yeah," he opened his arms for her, "a hug maybe?"

She lets out a breath, "alright."

He fastened his arms around her, securing her in a place. Her hair tickled his nose, she smelled of floral and honey fragrance. The fragrance he associated with only her.

"maybe even a kiss?"

"Now, you are just testing your luck." She smiled.

"Am I not lucky enough to get a kiss?" He pouted.

She kissed his cheek, "there."

"You call that a kiss? Please I know you can do better than that, (Name)" he gently stroked her hair, loving the feeling.

"Are you challenging me?"

He smirked, "if that turns you on, then yes, I am."

Gojo was soon slammed into the nearest wall, "you dare challenge me, Satoru?" She raised a brow.

Before he can predict her next course of action, her lips were on his. For someone so fragile, (Name) did breathe fire and lived with the flare.

The same fire was now warming him, burning his desire for her with more intensity.
Her lips were rough, forcing him to follow her and he did as she desired of him.

Her hands traced his jaw and messaging scalp of his skull.
She pulled away, "don't you dare challenge me again." His breath was knocked out of his lungs, eyes resembling full moon.

She left him there, leaning against the wall. He wanted to run after her as she has left him craving for her even more than previously.
But he didn't dare.

She'll surely be the death of him one day.

Author's Note:

So, the thing is I have an assignment and two quizzes due tomorrow but here I am, writing fanfiction.
Gosh, I need to sort out my priorities.
Anyway, hoping you like this chapter,
Do tell me what you think!

Bye~