𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞| 𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐈𝐕

"So, Gojo...", Yuji spoke to me as we were walking around the garden that I had to fix, he was collecting apple after apple that he found on the ground and gave one to me, "where are you from? How old are you?".

"I don't have a home", I lied for the hundred time today, "I used to have one, but then I lost it...thanks to your Lord. And I'm 28".

"Oh, you're way older than me. I'm only 15 years old", Yuji bit on that apple and continued to walk ahead without saying anything about the fact that Naoya burned my home. His face visibly changed tho.

I couldn't believe this boy was so young and yet he was training to me a soldier. I was 18, when I got called for my duty. It's crazy how this 15 years old child is going to go out there and risk his life for the sake of Naoya. It hurts me to even think about it.

"Are you the youngest in your division?", I asked him out of pure curiosity. Yuji shook his head without looking at me.

"No", he said after that, "we are all pretty young. We have another guy, who's my age I'll introduce you to him later, and a couple more guys who are between 16 and 18".

"So young. But why?".

"As you might know the war is in pretty bad state right now. A lot of our soldiers got killed on the front row. So Boslivia has no other option, but to call us on duty a couple years earlier than planned", Yuji explained to me, which made my heart break even more, "and all the girls are training for nursing. We are all prepared to go on a war at any moment".

"What do y'all's parents think about this?".

"What parents?", Yuji suddenly turns to face me and the way he looked at me made me freeze. I almost gasped out loud, when I saw the pain behind those eyes, "most of us don't have any parents. The Lord gave us home in exchange for our services".

No way....I thought to myself and I placed my hand over my mouth...don't tell me that this bastard has been collecting orphans to train them to be his soldiers. My blood started boiling even more the more I was thinking about it. So that's why he welcomed me so quickly..stupid fucker.

Naoya is a smart man. He knows no one will miss those kids, if they die in a war, he knows he can manipulate them by giving them home and food, just so they can die for him. He knows these kids have nothing to hang on to and it makes me sick.

"So, all of you are...", I began saying.

"Orphans", Yuji cuts me off, "just like you".

"But I'm sure you can deny going to war, if you are not registered in the country, right?".

"Yes, we could, but we didn't want to", he just shrugged at me, "everything is better than sleeping on the streets and eating food from the trash bins, am I right?".

"Even war?".

"Even war".

It hurt me how these kids had to grew up like this. I was lying about my past, but these kids had gone through so much. And they are willing to give away their lives, just so they can have a nice bite of food. Naoya, you bastard, I thought to myself.

Now I was sure that ever....he has to die.

I couldn't stop thinking about what Yuji told me, even after he left me to work. I was picking up the cut out grass from the ground and I was drowning in my thoughts more and more. My mind couldn't handle the idea of these kids willingly giving their lives away.

"Looks good, Gojo the new gardener", a very familiar voice spoke to me. It was that princess that I am not supposed to talk to. I didn't pay attention to her and I just continued to do my work, but God...she was stubborn, "what, are you ignoring me now? How cruel of you".

"I am not supposed to talk to you", I simply said and continued to pick up the grass and shove it into black trash bags.

"Who told you such thing?", she asked.

"Everyone".

"Well, they don't know what they are talking about", y/n moves closer to me and sat on the railing that separates the two gardens, "cause you have my permission to talk to me".

Too bad I don't really want to, I thought to myself, but I didn't dare to say anything. Why should I be impressed by her? No matter her beauty, she's just like her father. They are all the same-cruel, bad and egoistical. They don't deserve a good day in their lives. I swear.

"Is something bothering you, dear? You look quite drown in thoughts", y/n spoke to me, but this time her voice was way softer and calmer.

"Why is this sudden interest in me, your highness?", I turn around to look at her and I hold the grass into my arms, "I'm sure you have plenty of lovers on your way, why are you giving a time of your day to me?".

"Who said anything about 'lover'? I was just trying to be nice to you, Gojo", she kept her smile on her face, "you don't have to be so defensive all the time. I'm not going to hurt you in any way".

"Yeah, right...is that what you told the kids?".

"The kids?", she asked confused, "which kids?".

"Yuji Itadori and the rest of them", I explained to her, "I bet you knew about your father's stupid plans, right. And don't you even try to deny it, I already figure it out".

"Quite a smart guy", she let out a sigh, "well, yes..unfortunately my father did pick those kids from the streets with intentions of making them our soldiers. And I'm not proud to say it, but I knew about it all along".

"And you didn't do anything?", I look straight into her eyes. I could see the guilt written on her face. Her whole body gave her away.

"I can't do anything about it. Unfortunately no one can go against Naoya Zenin. Even his beloved daughter", y/n looks down, "but don't worry. I'm searching for a way to let those kids free. And I feel like I'm close".

"You're not working hard enough, my lady. And I feel like you're lying to me".

I wanted to turn around and move my eyes away from her, because I didn't want to even look at her. But y/n suddenly jumps on her feet and came up straight to me. We both lock eyes once again and she placed her hand on my cheek carefully.

"I'm not like my father, Gojo", she spoke to me softly and calmly, "I know everything you've heard about us is cruel, but I am not like my father. I want to live for my people..and all these kids are part of my people and my country".

"Your words don't even cost a coin", I pushed her hand away from my face, "I want to see actions. Not words, my lady".

"What do you want me to do? Turn on my father? Without any back up. I'm not suicidal".

"Then you're not worth to be a queen in my opinion", I furrowed my eyebrows at her. Y/n made a step back and looked down to the ground.

Maybe I was too harsh with my words, but I bet she needed to hear it. I won't respect someone, who won't respect me and those in need. All I care about are those, who need help. And Yuji and those children are part of those people.

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