A boy swallows a cursed finger-finger of a demon, becoming a curse himself. By the news that spread around Sendai city and Jujutsu High, A woman;being a vessel to a demon herself and an old friend of Gojo, returns.
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Chapter 31: Drugged
Three days have passed and not a single say about Nobu being alive. Asami felt tensed all the time as in respond; she drowned in alcohol. The only thing that was her exit of the situations was the burning feeling in her throat and the adrenaline.
The alarm echoed through her ears as the sorcerer turned her face into the pillow. She let out a groan as the alarm still went off.
Asami extended her hand towards the clock as a second later-the clock exploded. Her hand falls back on the bed and she rolls onto her back. She placed her other hand on her forehead as her head pounded of pain. She shuts her eyes close trying to relieve the pain only to fail.
A knock pulled Asami away from her thoughts as she snapped her head towards the door of her bedroom. Hearing that the sound came from the front door before it stopped. She quickly got up and grabbed the katana that was placed on her table, her cursed energy quickly surrounded it as she slowly opens the doors and made her way to the front ones.
Asami heard whispers behind the doors and placed her back towards the wall beside it and quickly unlocks them. The doors squeaked open as she sees a foot stepping inside,
"Asa-" The voice was cut off as he glanced down and was met with the woman's katana placed to his neck. "Suzuki-sensei?" Her eyes glance at the door and saw her students' head peeking inside. Megumi first, Nobara in the middle and Yuuji at last.
Although, Asami was sleeping..she wasn't sleeping well. Her eyes were covered with dark under-eyes circles, her red hair that was usually shiny and brushed out-now is messy and looking like she hasn't touched a brush in these three days.
Satoru- who still had katana placed in front of his neck, glanced around and saw multiple bottles opened and empty. The students noticed the same as Megumi spoke out in a worried tone, "Suzuki-Sensei, Have you been...drinking?"
Asami ignored the question and looked down at her feet as she lowered the katana. She threw it on the kitchen counter where multiple maps were placed. Satoru shared a look with his students as they all had worried expressions, even Megumi.
"Asi, don't you think this has gotten too far..?" Satoru began walking towards where she stood. "Maybe Hinato pulled a small prank on you-"
Asami's eyes widen and twitched at his accusation. A glass that was placed beside the maps shattered in respond, her cursed energy surround her body. "Uh, Gojo-Sensei." Itadori called out.
"A prank?" Asami's palms informed into a fist as her head snapped to the side, "Do you think this is some kind of thing to joke about?!" She yelled. Gojo stayed quiet and took a step forward her. He placed his palms onto her shoulders as he felt her body relax and her cursed energy dispersing.
"Asi, you have to stop. We'll find Nobu." He spoke lowly in a kind voice. Asami sighed and nodded, "You're right."
______ Later on, Itadori, Fushiguro and Nobara left their two sensei's alone as they felt the only way of getting Asami out of the 'addiction' was the man-child, Satoru.
Asami freshened out and took a shower. Her hair was still wet as she made herself and her guest some tea. Walking towards the coffee table next to the couches, she placed it down.
"So, what do you think this is about?" Satoru began just as Asami took a seat next to him with his arm resting behind her neck on the sofa. The red haired let out a sigh, "I don't know. My mind is so full of everything," She began gesturing to her head,
"If he really is alive, I feel that this isn't the same Nobu that we know off. I noticed it in his letter. It was his writing, but the threats -It doesn't sound like him at all."
Satoru nodded and looked down to his crossed legs. "I don't even know how your father came back to life, and now Nobu? It's like someone is trying to get to you through them.." He suggested.
"I just- I'm so stressed, Satoru. I can't sleep with the thought of someone slashing my throat when i'm not awake. Every time, someone knocks on my doors, I grab my weapon." She explained and glanced over to Gojo. "First time in my life I feel un-safe..I feel scared-terrified, actually. When my dad came back to life, he was more powerful and now god knows how strong Nobu will be!"
Gojo listened to her carefully and as she finished, he pulled her down to himself. Asami rested her head onto his chest as Satoru didn't mind her hair being wet.
'I won't let them get to you, Asami' Gojo thought and caressed her arm. He glanced down at the woman as he noticed her starring into him with her lovely green eyes. She lifted her hand and made her way towards Gojo's blindfold.
He felt unusual by this, but it felt so right to both of them. Satoru's white hair falls loose as Asami pulls down his blindfold as it rests on his neck. Everyone was terrified by his eyes as they were simply different.
However, Asami drowned in his eyes as they reminded her off the sea in bare sunlight, of the sky that she used to watch from her window as she waited upon his and his family's arrival. Of the stars the two used to gaze at when they were little. They were not some part of the 'Six Eyes Technique', they were the eyes Suzuki-Kamo Asami fell in love with.
It was the same for him. Her eyes reminded her of the garden filled with red roses that matched with her red hair. Of the green leaves that grew on the trees in the spring, of the emerald that people wear on their rings. Her green eyes symbolise peace and immortality even with the evil curse inside of her.
The two glanced at each other's lips and eyes they oh so fell in love with as they moved closer to each other. Feeling each other's breaths, they share one more glance before connecting their lips.
One thing that could make Asami forget her problems was sex and that's what she had received from the past hooker.
