00ㅤSukunas Vessel

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     AYAMES PLEATED SKIRT FLUTTERED in the autumn breeze, her face was smeared with blood—not all of it her own. She positioned herself atop a short brick wall, kicking her legs back and forth out of boredom as her arms rested by her sides. Her legs were bare, marked with cuts and bruises, revealing how brutal her mission had been.

     Her fingers traced the hilt of her katana just before taking a glance at the sky, which was casting an orange glow over the deserted streets before her.

     Footsteps broke the stillness of the night. Finally she thought, pushing herself off the wall and dusting her skirt. Her technique—Reverse Cursed Technique, was running through her veins, mending the worst of her injuries. 

     "Hello Ayame-chan!" Gojō began, his carefree voice cut through the air, "I got you some kikufufu!" he finished, making her let out a sigh of disappointment. 

     "Yare yare." she muttered. She was usually the type to not care if a person was late due to her forgiving demeanour, but Gojō was beyond late—to be more specific, more than half an hour late. Her hands trembled slightly, betrayed by the biting chill of the October night. 

     "Cmon Ayame-chan, don't be like that, I was busy!"

     "Doing what?"

     He hesitated for a moment, searching for an excuse. "Um..." 

     "Exactly, Satoru!"

     "Tch," he pouted, feigning annoyance, "you're so mean sometimes!" Then, he made a dramatic stride towards her, his tone shifting back to its usual playfulness. She exhaled slowly, a mist of breath forming in the cool air, and crossing her arms over chest.

     "Should we go to Megumi-kun!" he exclaimed, as though she hadn't been waiting 30 minutes in the cold, waiting for him.

     Her gaze softened at the sound of Megumi's name. She adored Megumi, he was practically a younger brother to her—which is why she didn't refuse when Gojō had made that Suggestion. Gojō didn't wait for her response, instead, he clutched her hand against his, pulling her along with almost a careless urgency.

     "Cmon, lets not keep him waiting!"

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     MEGUMI'S FIGURE CAME INTO her view, he was kneeled down on the floor, his frame tensed. Blood, in different shades of red, streaked his forehead. His eyes was filled with frustration, the cursed energy swirling around him, as if it was trying to strangle him.

     "What's the situation?" Gojō asked, his voice cheerful, as per usual. Ayame's eyes widened as she finally realised Megumi's injuries, rushing towards him like a worried mother. "Wha... Ayame, Gojō-sensei, why are you here!?" his voice wavered, clearly taken off guard.

     "Hey, I wasn't planning on showing up, but man, you're roughed up!" he eyed Megumi with a teasing glint. His wounds faded due to Ayame's technique, a large cloud of pain lifting inside of him.

     "I should show the other second-years~" he quipped, taking a series of pictures of Megumi's worn-out appearance, the snap of the camera being obnoxiously loud.

     "Tsk..." Megumi groaned, too tired to muster a proper retort. "Satoru Gojō, stop!" Ayame ordered before rolling her eyes, her patience thinning.

     Itadori Yūji stood before them, but something felt far to wrong. The cursed energy radiating from him was far too thick, oppressive. Too sinister. 

     "I wasn't planning on coming by, but the higher-ups was giving me a lecture about some Special Grade missing object" Gojō began, "so, did you find it?" he questioned.

     "Um, sorry... but I ate it." Yūji answered hesitantly, lifting his finger and pointing it at himself. Ayame's breath got stuck in her throat, realisation sank in as disgust twisted her stomach. He ate that disgusting thing? That's so unsanitary, gross, gross, gross!

     "For real?"

     "For real." Megumi and Yūji said in unison. 

     Gojō, unfazed, stepped forward, inspecting Sukuna's potential vessel. Yūji blinked, his body twitching slightly. "Can you swap out with Sukuna?" 

     "Sukuna...?" 

     Ayame mentally face slapped herself, how could you eat a ugly looking finger, and not know who it is!? "The curse you ate." she interjected, "Oh... yeah, I think i can do that." Yūji's voice wavered, glancing down at his hands.

     "Good. Give us 10 seconds, when 10 seconds is up, come back to us!" Gojō smirked, confidence lacing his tone. 

     "Here, Megumi-kun, hold this." Gojō ordered.

     This guy went and bought souvenirs when people are out here dying!? Megumi thought, a deadpan expression forming on his face.

     "Actually, I'm gonna get it on the bullet train when I'm going home! And Kikufufu isn't just like any souvenir you know, maybe you could learn a thing or two! It's fabulous—"

     "Behind you!" Megumi exclaimed. Ayame's brows furrowed, showing hints of frustration. The force of his land seemed to send shockwaves through the ground beneath them, which made her spine run cold. 

     "—And the cream inside is simply amazing!" Gojō said, a mocking tone in his voice. Ayame caught the sight of Gojō casually positioning himself on Sukuna's back, a grin tugging at his mouth.  

     Sukuna growled, lifting himself before launching at the white-haired man. Gojō effortlessly dodged the attacks, weaving through them. "My students are watching, so I might as well show off a little!"

     How can he be so calm? Ayame thought, clutching on the hilt of her Katana before smothering a sigh.

     "Seven... Eight... Nine..." Gojō began counting, his voice remained the same, despite the heavy tension forming around them.

     She felt the cursed energy surging around her, a tempest waiting to erupt. The air around her felt as if it was holding its very last breath.

     "It's about time," Gojo smirked, his voice cutting through the tension. 

     Dammit... again? A voice in Yuji's head echoed, I can't take over... who is this brat?

     Ayame felt a sudden shift in the air as Yuji's essence fought its way back. "Uh, everything okay?" he asked, blinking, confusion laced his tone.

     "You're... actually controlling it." Megumi said, disbelief mingling with relief in his voice.

     "He's annoying as hell though, I can hear everything he's saying."


authors note !

sorry idk how to end chapters
yuta x ayame next chap trust
away HI BYE HAVW A GOOD DAY
OR NIGHT LOVE U GUYS EHEH

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