Your Highness (Gojo x Reader)

Chapter 17-Sukuna-Approved

Yuta pushed Maki behind him and glared.

Maki looked pissed.

"Excuse me?"

Yuta looked back at her. "You are not getting hurt on my watch. Especially not in unknown territory."

"I will not get hurt. I am stronger than that oaf." If there was one think Maki hated more than the Zen'in's it was being called weak.

"How do you know that? I don't want you hurt."

Maki glared. "I am going to fight."

"No you are not!"

"Oh yes I am!"

"Maki Okkotsu--"

A loud slap was heard. Yuta looked at Maki in shock, her emotions spiraling out of control.

"I am going to fight that asshole if it's the last thing I do!" She stormed right out of Hakari's office, and straight to the ring.

"I challenge Todo Aoi!" the crowd went silent at her proclamation.

Todo immediately recognized her, "Maki! A welcome challenge!"

He smirked and let her into the ring.

She cracked her neck and knuckles.

"You look cocky." He smirked.

"So do you."

"I have not lost a fight in over three months, of course I am cocky."

The rest of the group went down to watch the fight, Yuta's heart (and face) still aching from her burst of anger.

Gojo leaned down to his ear. "I taught Maki for two years, and if I've learned anything, you never call her weak. You want to know why?"

Yuta looked up at him. "Why?"

"Because she'll always make it her priority to beat you."

Maki got in a fighting stance across form Todo, who laughed and got into his own fighting stance.

"Last time we fought, I was victorious."

"Not this time." She glared at him.

"Now I must ask. What's your type?" He smiled. Maki was prepared.

"Weak men who rely on curses to defend them. You got a problem with that?"

Yuta felt a stab straight through his ego. Gojo chuckled.

Todo charged at Maki, who was quick to block his strike with her forearm. She was quick to grab his head in between her thighs and flip him onto his face. She kept him under her, forcing him to tap out. The victory was quick, and she walked out of the ring and straight to Yuta. The entire crowd was stunned into silence.

"You owe me an apology."

Yuta nodded. "Right. I shouldn't have underestimated you..." 

She furrowed her brow, "You say that every time, yet you still do it." Her eyes held a subtle hint of emotion she only let Yuta see.

He took a deep breath and quickly embraced her. "I just hate the idea of losing you, you know?"

She nodded.

The makeup was just as quick as the fight, but all it took was a little bit of realization on Yuta's part, and a little bit of forgiveness on Maki's part.

Hakari meanwhile, was satisfied. He waved the group back up to his office. Gojo could hardly wait.

After watching the interactions between Maki and Yuta, Gojo could only wait to see you again. His heart raced, and his mind was filled with every thought, from kind to dirty. All targeted at you.

"You exceeded my expectations." He smirked.

"Tell me where my wife is." Gojo stepped forward, his eyes boring into Hakari's.

"You won't be happy about it."

"I'll be happy just to know that she's alive at this point."

"Well, I'll tell you that much. She is alive, but it'll be hard to get to her."

"Why is that? This was hard enough." Gojo held his breath.

Hakari pointed at a large plaque on his wall. "See that plaque?"

"Yeah?"

"Go ahead and read it for me."

Gojo stepped closer and began to read it, "This club has been formally approved by Ryomen Sukuna, Emperor of Japan for it's exceptional services." He frowned. "What has a plaque from Sukuna got to do with this?"

"Do you really think that Sukuna, patron of the arts emperor of Japan, would really let a strip club and casino survive in the heart of his empire?" Hakari leaned forward.

"Patron of the arts?"

Yuji rolled his eyes, "It's well known Sukuna appreciates the arts."

Yuta, Maki, and Gojo all seemed surprised by this.

"Anyways, it is odd, isn't it?" Hakari smirked.

Gojo nodded. "Why are you here then, let alone Sukuna-Approved?"

"That's where it gets interesting. I opened this place up during his conquest of Japan. When he returned he was pretty pissed. He was going to kill me for creating it."

"And he approved of it instead?" Maki raised an eyebrow as she ran her fingertips over the engraved plaque.

"Well, I told him, "I've got something you might like, and made a deal with him. I said, if you like the thing I got, you should let this club stay. If you don't like it, feel free to execute everybody involved."

"I thought you said she was alive...?" Gojo stood over Hakari with a menacing glare.

"She is, because so am I. This place would not exist if he didn't like it."

"Just finish the story." Maki interrupted.

Hakari chuckled and shook his head, "Well, he agreed and came by. He obviously hated the place. But I told him, the thing he might like is in my office. As soon as he saw it, he told me the place would be imperially recognized."

"What did he see?" Gojo leaned in even closer.

"I'm getting there." Hakari chuckled, "His wedding was the next month." Hakari slid a picture forward, "I got a few pictures since I was invited."

Gojo's eyes widened, and his expression was forced into one of absolute shock and horror. His wife was in the most gorgeous wedding dress he had ever seen, with the four armed beast holding her close. She looked unamused, and upset. It was obviously forced. So obviously forced.

"She was crowned empress two weeks later."

"Does the entire city know?"

Hakari nodded. "I'm surprised Yuji never told you considering he acted as her personal body guard on several occasions."

Gojo's eyes widened, and he turned slowly towards Yuji. "What?"