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It was the night of Shibuya’s incident, when curses decided to wreck havoc and slaughter as many people as possible. Y/n was one of the students that got dispatched to help kill stronger curses along with Itadori and Megumi’s group but in her head helping wasn’t the final goal. With the professors busy with schemes and opponents no one should question subordinates they fight alongside. Afterall, Y/n has enough power to easily kill many curses but that’s just a small portion of her power she hides. All those years it was a miracle to hide the rest of her jujutsu and the glances she often stole of Yuji but everyone took it she simply liked him. But it wasn’t Yuji she was looking at all along, one watchful pair of eyes underneath Yuji’s always looked back at the h/c. The look meant everything, like a dog and a master but their relationship isn’t as simple. Sukuna had to restrain himself whenever Yuji witnessed y/n and famous Gojo Satoru flirting. She enjoyed it of course but now, just few hours in future and she’ll get a payback for all those years she secretly teased him, her King.
Not just the teasing, Satoru liked y/n as for her simple and cunning nature and used that to befriend her. Unlike the ungrateful Megumi who despised Gojo’s annoying personality but the silver haired man was simply bored all the time. Being the strongest had many ups and downs, yet, Shibuya today is one of them.
Gojo sealed, professors fighting on all sides and her group of Megumi, Yuji and Nanami got split… y/n slipped their gaze and ventured elsewhere. Jogo wasn’t the only one to notice a certain curse awakening. He rushed to the scene where 2 girls fed Yuji Sukuna’s fingers and took the matter in his own hands. The 2 girls, Jogo and unconscious Yuji weren’t the only ones in the hall of the metro. An argument broke out and Jogo burned the girls, at least he though he did and fed Yuji rest of the fingers his group of curses collected for later use but looks like their plan will have to get in action sooner, Jogo hopes it works. Y/n is hiding in the shadows and smirks as silence engulfs the hall, soon comes the moment. Her heartbeat increases and can’t stop herself from a rush of adrenaline that takes her body as she feels it. The 2 girls seem to be alive, much to her and Jogo’s surprise. He lashes out on them as the two hold each other in an embrace with a phone pointing at Jogo.
“Oh? Where is your arm?” y/n points out quite innocently as she hovers over Jogo. He stiffened once hearing a voice right over his shoulder.
I didn’t sense her at all!
But that is the least of his problems. The girl smiles sweetly as if her intentions were for the best but it’s just a disguise. Same goes for her full-black uniform she wore all those years to get by the modern Tokyo and socialize between people, like she once was. Jogo looks down and her words are true. His eye widens in shock as his arm is cut in half and missing. He looks down where Yuji is and finds… the King of Curses quite awake and glaring as his face is held by a lowly curse. Jogo immediately backs off, the girls freeze in their spots too but y/n just waits. The strong aura doesn’t bother her but no one really pays attention to her, she stands there next to Yuji with a wide booming smile. Sukuna gets up in a flash of a second and is already busy with exterminating the lowlifes. Y/n crosses her hands as she watches the whole ordeal where Sukuna gets his fun killing the two girls, at least, she feels ignored and her brows furrow in an annoyed pout. So much blood, the murder and yet she waits for attention from the particular one.
If you thought I came here to stand by then I’d rather be out and having fun of my own.
She thinks to herself but Sukuna is busy with his dialog. As if sensing her creeping anger Sukuna turns around and smirks. His eyes don’t leave her as he takes steps towards her.
“My, my..” he says with his rich deep voice, his smirk not leaving his face but she only turns her head rejecting his late ‘hello’.
“I’ve waited long, thought you might want to sense the impatience for yourself darling.” He says as his muscular, tattooed hands leave his side and are ready to embrace her by the waist. As any woman when her man is late to give her attention, y/n kicks his hands away from her in quick and strong blow, so hard that the wall cracked next to them when he blocked it. Jogo is behind them, watching in anticipation after him and the King made a deal to fight.
“Always fast to express”. Sukuna finds her amusing but doesn’t stop from trying to embrace her. They share a couple of blows and blocks as y/n stands her group until Sukuna apologizes but knows she won’t ever hear it.
“Darling, let me hold you for a moment. It’s been decades-. “
“Ryo! You have unfinished business it seems so go do it, looks like fighting is much more fun that seeing your loved one.” y/n cuts him off abruptly and points at Jogo who’s confused and waiting as he watches them, lover quarrelling?
Sukuna looks at Jogo reluctantly and quite annoyed at this point. Deal with the curse which might take time and have your woman even more mad or deal with the woman which is already mad? Both situations were equally tedium to choose, and clock was ticking.
“Y/n how about this, you can come with me?” He says dropping his bossy, egoistical tone and replaces it with insecure one. If he doesn’t make it tight, after the fight is over and Yuji takes over the body y/n and Sukuna will wait until another eternity to solve their differences of opinion and that will really torture him. She won’t look at him anymore nor will he feel her warm presence whenever she hangs out close to Yuji. All this time since Sukuna was awakened after Yuji took the first finger and saw her alive after a thousand of years, he couldn’t talk to her or she will be revealed. His bored days inside the vessel were filled with events and memories of his past with her, his Queen of Curses. The reason why many believed she liked Yuji was her sentenced were ambiguous. Sometime when she spoke, she’d hide a confession or two which dumb Itadori would never understand but it wasn’t ever directed towards the vessel, but the occupant.
“You promise? I can join you like the old times?!” y/n squealed from happiness but when she reminded herself of the situation, the h/c quickly hid her feelings and went back to her annoyed state. Sukuna, catching that little sneak of her true emotions smiled and went to coax her more to forgive him.
“Yes, c’mon my Queen. Bless me with your presence once more. But no interruption!” He clearly stated the two and watched her happy face come back to pout once more.
“No interruption...” she mumbles squinting her eyes.
“Now, how about a fair hug?” Sukuna asks and spreads his arms waiting for her move with a welcoming smile, something no one yet saw but to her it was her daily life many, many years ago…
“Kiss?”
“No!”
She fake cried out asking why but Sukuna wasn’t giving in.
“I can’t have the brat remember the feeling of my woman’s lips on him. Wait a little longer my dear queen, then both me and the world are yours” he finished saying and y/n couldn’t hold herself back anymore. Her man (or curse) standing and the invisible wall between the two is finally broken, she can talk to him, she can feel him and his power. Some tears slip y/n’s eyes as she gives in. She can’t stay mad for long anyway. Her body leans into his and she embraces him back. He squeezes her waist and draws circles in the fabric of her uniform. He breathes in her scent, hoping to forever have it in his memory once they’re apart again.
“Ryo, I missed you.” y/n says low, true to her feelings.
“You aren’t in the clear yet, remember the years with Gojo.” He says a bit sharp, his voice deep and serious.
Y/n stiffens at the mention of her past actions and chuckles innocently while nuzzling in his chest.
“Give me a break this one night.”
“Deal.”
As he hugs her, he moves his head out of the crook of her neck and glares at Jogo who starts sweating. A hell about to be broke loose.