Your Highness (Gojo x Reader)

Chapter 20-Friend or Foe

"So this is the imperial college?" Yuta took a deep breath as he stared up at the large and expansive campus full of traditional Japanese buildings.

Gojo whistled. "This place is huge."

"Alright, covers on." Maki was quick to remind the boys. Yuta put a mask on and had put his hair up in a low pony tail, while Gojo used a hood, glasses, and some fake braces, and Yuji used make up to cover his tattoos, a cap, and a mask.

Maki just wore a mask and some glasses with her hair gelled back.

They entered the campus, and followed the signs tot he fine arts department, where Utahime should have been.

As they walked through the beautiful, but dark campus, they saw an open temple-like building with several boxes of medical equipment being loaded into the building.

As they watched students roll the equipment in with dollies, they heard something they had never expected to hear.

"Shoko-sensei? Where do you want us to put the parts for the beds?"

A familiar voice responded, "Just set them up against the back wall."

Yuta nodded to Maki who began leading the group towards the building.

As they approached the building, the spotted Shoko. Her hair was in a long braid down her back, and she had some jeans, and a sweatshirt on with some running shoes.

Maki shoved Yuji who rolled his eyes, and entered the building.

Yuji grabbed Shoko's arm and dragged her out with his hand over her mouth. He dragged her to behind the building where everybody else was.

Her muffled screams stopped as soon as she laid her eyes on Gojo.

Yuji let her go and she looked in shock at the group.

"Satoru...?" her voice was soft and barely audible.

He smiled, "yeah...it's me."

She ran up and embraced him. Tears ran down her cheeks as she cried into his shoulder. "I thought I was the only one left..."

He chuckled and hugged her back. "Nice to see you too Shoko."

She back up, and sniffled, and wiped her eyes with the sleeves of her sweatshirt.

"It was that girl, Ichika Ogami, right?" She smiled at him, before looking at everybody else.

"How'd you know?" Yuta was quick to speak up.

"Sukuna has everybody state their cursed energy status whenever there's a census, and as Secretary of the Imperial Medical Unit, I see everybody with healing potential..." she smiled and just stared up at him.

Yuta coughed to get her attention, "Uh...Shoko...don't mean to disrupt your reunion...but we need help."

Her brow furrowed, "With what?"

"We heard about the Imperial Banquet from Hakari, and we need help finding Utahime so we can get in."

"Well, do you have an invitation?" She was quick to ask.

"Only the one from Utahime to Hakari."

"That works. You can easily get two of you in with that thing. Show that to the guard, and he'll allow you and a plus one in."

"It's that easy?"

She nodded. "If you guys need to get all four of you in, you can have my invitation from Utahime too. I have my own from Sukuna." She searched her pockets, before handing Yuta another scroll. "Just make sure your faces are covered. Use fans, glasses... artificial facial hair. Anything."

"Why artificial...?" Gojo rubbed his jaw in embarrassment.

"You can't grow a beard." She said bluntly.

"I can too!"

"Then why haven't you done it? Why do I see no stubble?" She poked his cheek to which he swatted her hand away.

"I just prefer to keep my...manliness in check."

"Alright Einstein." She rolled her eyes, to which she landed on a Yuta who was showing Maki his jaw where the ghost of a stubble was.

Yuta froze, and was quick to look back at her. "What about Utahime? It would be huge to have her support." 

Shoko held her breath. "Right."

"What's wrong? Don't tell me she's a consumer too!" Gojo frowned and shook Shoko by holding her arms.

Shoko pulled out of his arms and glared, before shaking her head. "Let me say what I was about to say, Satoru."

"Right, sorry..."

"Anyways, as I was about to say before somebody decided to throw a little man fit, Utahime has always been good friends with Y/N, and you know that."

"Yeah, they always had sleepovers and stuff. Never at our house though...I wonder why?" Gojo placed his hand on his chin as he looked down in thought.

"Do you want to know what I was about to say or not?"

Gojo's head snapped up, "Right. Sorry."

"Well, since they're best friends, and Sukuna really enjoys her talent as an author, she is always at the palace. So I have no idea whether she is for you, or against you."

Yuta was quick to speak up, "but of she is our friend, she has direct access to the emperor and empress!"

"She has direct access to my wife..." Gojo stared at the floor, his mouth curling upwards.

"What about you Shoko, will you help us?" Yuta smiled at Shoko who immediately made an expression plagued with guilt.

"I mean...I support you guys...just--" She took a deep breath, "--I worked way to hard to get rid of all this work. I don't want to be executed, or sentenced to a life in the Otoko no Haka."

"Shoko-sensei?" A student was calling her.

"I-I gotta go you guys. Good luck." And just like that, she was off.

Everybody stared in shock as she ran off to go help her students.

"If she won't help you guys, I doubt anybody will." Itadori rolled his eyes and began escorting them off the campus.