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Megumi leaves with Nobara, trusting Itadori’s words that he’ll be here. Ijichi-san meets him at the gate with a car ready.“Where’s Itadori-kun?” Ijichi asks as he comes out of the car to assess the situation.“He let Sukuna out to handle the special grade curse.” Megumi answers in a bit just understanding the gravity of the situation they are in, while carefully laying Nobara in the bag seat.“That wasn’t supposed to happen.” Ijichi mewls.“Well, it did Iji-” Megumi pauses as he registers the change in the atmosphere, the curse energy of the domain is completely gone replaced by petrifying aura of another curse spirit, why is Itadori not out yet? What is happening? He thinks“Ijichi-san, please take Nobara to Ieiri-sensei and please request the uni to send any grade 1 shamans, it would be better if a special grade shaman is available and extend the evacuation area to ten kilometres.” He says as he turns to face the detention centre as the veil dissolves.“I’ll see what I can do, I’ll be right back for you, Fushiguro-Kun.” Ijichi-san answers through the window of the driver seat turning on the ignition.“Not required, you wouldn’t be of any help.” Megumi says in a matter-of-fact tone. He can hear Ijichi-san choke on air at his bluntness as he drives out but at present Megumi couldn’t care any less. He walks ahead ready to face whatever comes out of that building while the titter-tatter of rain sounds fills around him.Chilling impression fills his back as hair on the nape of his neck stands rigid. -Oh fuck- he thinks as he registers the malicious curse energy, dread seeps into his veins.“The brat is having trouble taking over.” Sukuna says from behind him and moves to walk in front of Megumi, he tears off Itadori’s uniform, chest bare for Megumi to see the curse’s markings, he healed Itadori’s hand so he can perform reverse-Jujutsu Megumi notes.“So, in the meantime, I thought of this.” Sukuna announces as he plunges his clawed hand deep within Itadori’s chest, right where the heart is ought to be and just before Megumi’s fearful eyes, he pulls the heart out followed by spray of blood trails. The red liquid squelches on the ground beneath the curse as he smirks explaining to Megumi what he plans to do as if arrogant that he would very much succeed.-Damn it, damn it, this is not good, one way or another I need him to heal Itadori- Megumi thinks and decides then and there that he’ll fight the curse his hardest to make him realise he cannot function without the heart even if he has swallowed one of his fingers.He readies himself in the stance that’s been ingrained to him by his first teacher and notices Sukuna tilting his head at that. Not wanting to think what will happen if Ku-san found out that he let his best friend get hurt, he doesn’t want to think about this, no he absolutely will not think about Itadori’s smile right now, he will destroy Sukuna.He fights, he falls, he’s pushed through the walls, concrete falling in little blocks some even hitting his head before Nue pulls him up as he mourns the loss of his Shikigami, two in one day, just one mission and he lost two of his Shikigami and now death is on his tails in form of King of curses that slams into him making him fall down the building, letting Nue dissolve before he loses him too. Dear heavens he sighs as he thinks what will Ku-san think of him now? Would she be disappointed that Orochi is gone? - that one was Ku-san’s favourite after all.Sukuna stands before him, already telling him that he won’t let him sway his decision of taking the brat hostage, the brat doesn’t deserve to be healed, he expresses.
So, he figured me out, damn it, damn it all.
He’s silent for some passing seconds as he regards Megumi with a studying gaze while Megumi thinks back to Tsumiki and how very similar she is to Itadori, they both are good kind of people, thinking back to old memories.“Why did you run away back then?” Sukuna asks breaking the silence bringing Megumi back from his thoughts, he doesn’t wait for an answer as he continues.“What a waste of talent.” He comments and becomes silent looking at Megumi again with keen enflamed eyes.“Now then, where we?” Sukuna begins walking near him and pulls him by the high collar of his uniform. The moment his hand makes the contact with Megumi’s neck he drops him like he touched burning coal making Megumi head ricochet of the wall as he slumps downwards.There’re no audible words that comes from the curse as two pair of calculating eyes are directed towards Megumi, right where the charm hangs from the silver chain around his neck on his sternum. -what happened just now?- Megumi wonders -is it the protection spell that Ku-san had put around on the charm protected him? that’s absurd it cannot protect him from a special grade curse, can it? – “Why do you have that curse energy around you, boy?” Sukuna asks while looking at little lost as if in disbelief.“Wha- Megumi begins to ask but is interrupted by a gust of wind followed by a landing of a person right in front of him and he recognises the being.“Okaa-san.” Megumi mumbles not coherent in what he’s saying just working on his instincts, eyes shut with unbearable pain.“Okaa-san?” Someone repeats, Megumi thinks it’s Sukuna.Megumi wills his eyes to flutter open, trying to see the figure that stands between Sukuna and him, he’s reminded of the very first memory of Sukuna and Gojo standing in front of him droning about the sweets that he had bought whilst Sukuna flew up behind him. His mind recognising the familiar curse energy signature that he’s grown used to, since his childhood, but something is different about it.He chokes on nothing but air, feeling the sheer presence of the overpowering energy that is forcing him to act on defence which is baffling to him because this doesn’t make any sense, this is Ku-san. He looks up and gazes into familiar purple orbs, he looks past behind those eyes as two huge wings of colour akin to porcelain stands tall ending with a purple hue near her feet.Is this heaven? Is she here to take me, guide me to my after life? Am I dead? He thinks while gazing at his Ku-san. Her hair bellows like a willow of wisp in the windy weather, the tips of her hair is painted in the similar hue of purple akin to her irises, she’s wearing a white top that goes around her neck and some pants, her feet are bare and as Megumi recognises that face devoid of any kohl around her eyes, no jewellery decorates her ears or her hands. He knows this is his Ku-san however he can’t help but be frighten of her presence, the sheer aura of her energy is enough to match of a certain white-haired shaman that he’s familiar with.“Who?” he wills himself to speak.“Megumi, I am your Okaa-san.” She whispers bending one knee where he’s slumped against the wall to meet his eye level as the second set of wings dissolve into nothingness and the first set morphs into primary one, the pair he’s familiar with, grazing her finger tips to his forehead and he immediately feels relief from his headache that had been building for a while now.“You have your back to Sukuna.” Megumi finally bites out once his brain starts being coherent to his surroundings, come to think of it why hasn’t the blood thirsty King made his attack yet?“Sukuna?” she questions and immediately turns back to face the King of curses. Megumi’s view is blocked by the wings so he has to tilt his head towards his left in order to see the exchange between two beings.“Kura?” Sukuna utters one of his hands raised up in a way to perform his curse technique is halted in mid-air.“Kuna?” Sakura whimpers as if not believing her eyes.Kura? Kuna? What’s a Kuna? How does he know her name? Megumi wonders a bit delirious maybe he has a concussion.Sakura walks ahead her steps heavy, mirrored by the Curse as he too moves ahead closing the distance between the two.“Is it truly you? Sukuna?” Sakura asks as she brings her hands up to lightly cradle the King of curse’s face.Suku? Have I lost it? What the fuck is happening- he doesn’t even get to finish his internal rambling as both the beings embrace each other tightly.“It is me, Onee-sama” Sukuna answers while he exhales as if a huge weight has been lifted of off him while embracing her tighter. Ku-san can be heard chuckling lightly at the remark.“Way to make feel old, Otoutosan.” Ku-san whispers.Onee-sama? NANIIII? Megumi looks up so fast that he audibly hears the sound of his head hitting the wall behind, before he registers the resounding pain, -Do I have a serious concussion and hallucinating Sukuna being Ku-san’s brother? Is this hell? Oh fuck, that does it, this is hell- Megumi’s short-circuited brain has decided that he indeed had died at the hands of the king of curses and now is in hell. Nothing else can make any sense, there’s no way, no way Sakura-san could be Sukuna’s older sister that would entail her being as old as Sukuna which is not possible, she’s just a year or two older than Gojo and Megumi can bet on his life for the fact she is human.He watches as the pair of wings dissolves and Sakura and Sukuna both fall on their knees, while Sakura cries, tears of joy while being held by his apparent brother. Her bare back is now bleeding as if teared open by several knifes, various cuts decorate her back and fresh blood oozes out of them which impels Megumi to remember, Itadori’s heart is still missing – but that doesn’t matter this is not real, either this a hallucination or I am in hell- he consoles himself.Denial is the key to sanity here.He can see relief wash over Sukuna’s feature at the clear comforting words that are being showered over him by Sakura. Suddenly Megumi notices that the curse marks are dissolving and Itadori opens his honey-ember eyes, he pushes Sakura away but he doesn’t get very far as he lies in his own pool of blood which seeps into his navy uniform tainting it in a dark hue. Sakura is saying something to Itadori but it isn’t audible to Megumi as he strains to listen. Megumi barely makes out the words – “Everything will be alright.”-Megumi sees as she pulls nearly unconscious Itadori near her, her grey pants getting tainted by Itadori’s blood uncaring of that she cradles his head carefully on her lap as she combs through the young man’s pink locks and Itadori shuts his eye and exhales, leaning into the touch, unaware of his actions.“He’ll be healed.” She says to no one in particular, her free hand hover over the gaping wound that has stopped spouting blood and Megumi can’t confirm for sure but he sees the wound decreasing in . He sighs, a breath of relief washing over him.“Your back?” Megumi questions barely being able to keep his eyes open as he watches a pool of blood collects below where she’s seating.“Don’t worry about it.” She comfort or dismisses, he cannot decide between the two.Megumi goes in and out of consciousness, fighting to keep his head up once exhaustion hits him now that the adrenaline is washed away and presence of Ku-san albeit surprising in nature still calms him.“Megumi-chan.” He looks up force of habit ingrained into him.She throws a sinister grin towards Megumi “I am going to kill Gojo.” And that’s the last thing he hears before completely passing out.
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Megumi feels the light caress of softness, his mind even though hassled with concussion and his body sore with various injuries; he can identify the warmth of Ku-san’s wings. He feels the wind on his face, the feeling of flight that he’s used too when he flew with Nue and before that with his Ku-san he feels it for a moment before he’s enveloped in warmth of plush feathers and something that reminds him of Gojo, strong set of arms cradles him to a soft chest. He feels another set of warmth at his side which he’s unable to decipher however the comfort of it prompts Megumi to lose himself to dreamland.
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Little Megumi age eleven had gone inside Ku-san’s room after knocking for quite long, he had opened the door slightly to find the room empty, he decided to walk inside as he heard Ku-san’s singing from the ensuite bathroom, he moved ahead to jump sit on her bed, (her bed which is quite tall even for her own height) waiting for her to come out from the shower, Ku-san usually dresses up in shower so Megumi is allowed to wait for her here like this instead of waiting for her outside the room and then he’ll show her his class distinction certificate that he was so excited about and on top of that he had been selected to represent his school in martial arts tournament which needed his guardian’s signatures so that he’s allowed for the practise tournament in other school, two wins for Megumi, he lightly fist pumps the air.He jumps from the bed when he hears the bathroom door unlock and readies himself with pages in his hand. He looks up to find Ku-san covered in plush soft baby pink bathrobe with dark pink coloured flamingos printed on it, he strains his neck more to find Gojo, his face on top of Ku-san’s head covered by the hood, drops of water falling from his wet hair on his bare shoulder that is also covered in droplets of water, a silver chain similar to Megumi’s own chain glints on Gojo-san’s neck, a grey towel is wrapped around the man’s middle. He looks down to find Gojo’s bare albino arms encircled around Ku-san’s waist and Megumi finally squeaks in shock.Ku-san looks at Megumi for a moment who’s looking a little pale as he stares at the duo with an open mouth and she moves back with Gojo and shuts the door once again. Megumi can hear the muffled conversation from the bathroom,“Here, wear this and get out, I’ll talk to him.” Ku-san says in one go.“You just told me not to touch your bathrobes and Why don’t you just era-” Gojo throws a tantrum, Megumi recognises the tone all too well.“Gojo, No!” Ku-san interrupts.Megumi hears the door open once again and this time Gojo comes out first wearing a very plush dark grey robe that barely goes past his knees and meets Megumi’s eyes.“Hey pipsqueaks.” He teases and Megumi this time decides to be the mature one and pulls out his tongue in reply, Gojo leaves the room while chuckling.“Gumi-chan, give me ten minutes to dress up.” Ku-san says as she walks to stand near Megumi, who was ready to fire questions at her, lightly booping his nose to stop him from his rapid-fire enquiries.“Would you wait outside?” Ku-san requests politely and Megumi can’t help himself, he nods and shuts the door behind him with one of his hands, other one holding the papers.Megumi waits for couple of minutes while standing outside he decides to walk in front of Gojo’s room and knock.“What’s up pipsqueak?” Gojo asks opening the door dressed in loose t-shirt and sweatpants and black glasses covering his eyes, a towel around his neck. Megumi frowns at the nickname.“I want to show something to Gojo-san and Ku-san both, now that Gojo-san is here too.” He answers and turns to walk towards Ku-san’s room expecting Gojo-san to follow him and he does.Gojo and him both stand in front of the door waiting for it to open.“why were you with Ku-”“It’s better if Sakura-san talks to you about this.” Gojo interrupts.“When did you come back?” Megumi asks Gojo.“Just an hour ago.”“I didn’t see you downstairs.”“I didn’t use the door to come inside.”“Wha-”The door opens, interrupting him.“Come on in.” Ku-san invites.Megumi follows Ku-san inside who’s wearing her own night wear, a black silk oversized shirt with loose white paw prints black pyjamas, her hair styled in a bun. He hears her tsk at Gojo’s wet hair and pulls him to sit on the floor between her legs as she proceeds to towel dry Gojo’s hair.Megumi jumps sit on the bed to face Ku-san dropping the papers on the bed beside him.Ku-san hums lightly as she continues to towel dry, waiting for Megumi to start the conversation, this is how it always have been with them. Whenever Megumi had walked himself into an awkward mishap, Sakura had always waited for him to begin, patiently, the same way two months ago when he had walked inside her room without knocking and had found her in middle of taking off the wrapping around her chest that she usually wore, when she went to fly around the estate’s forests. He had the door shut so fast and waited outside with cherry pink painting his face, knowing well she would want to speak to him so it’s of no use to run to his room.Ku-san had opened the door after couple of minutes fully covered with clothes, letting Megumi in waiting for him to speak and he had apologised profusely while she explained to him, why knocking is important, since she doesn’t lock her door anytime it’s important for Megumi to knock and wait for her to answer. ahh he should have done the same, here – he thinks.“Are you guys married?” he wonders finally voicing out his doubts about their relationship that he never really understood.“Would it make you less uncomfortable with what happened if we were?” Ku-san asks.“I don’t know.” Megumi answers truthfully.“Then why do you ask?”“It’s just that in the movies, we have seen like husband and wife can see each other that way and then you both took a sho-” Megumi pauses and asks another question, “are you guys’ girlfriend and boyfriend?”He hears her chuckle as she puts the towel aside and looks at Megumi while Gojo just leans back on her thighs and sighs.“No, we are friends.”“Best-friends.” Gojo corrects and he sees Ku-san squint at Gojo for that before turning her head to face Megumi again.“then why were you?” he doesn’t finish the sentence entirely hoping that Ku-san will catch the nuances of it.“Let me explain it to you this way. Remember last month when Tsumi-chan had that nasty bit of cold and she refused to take a bath?”Megumi nods as he remembers Tsumi was annoyed and snappy at him as he tried to help her with the soup, she complained that she couldn’t breathe properly still refused to take a bath that might sooth her allergies.“But then I gave her a bath with those oils that you smelled on her and it calmed her down and she slept peacefully, sometimes you just need to be taken care for, like that.”“Is Gojo-san sick?”“No.” Ku-san answers and she begins to massage Gojo’s shoulder.“Was he injured?”“No.”Ku-san brings one of her hands to tap at her own forehead as she opens her mouth-“Mentally exhausted.” Megumi figures out.“Yes.” Ku-san agrees.“But you were with him, like naked.” He adds as he wildly gestures with his hands, his face heating up with embarrassment and then something clicks in his mind.“Were you guys having sex?”Ku-san chuckles while Gojo squawks at his question.“No, we weren’t and Megumi that’s a rude thing to ask someone.” Ku-san scolds him with a light tone. Megumi looks down at his hand feeling a little bit reprimanded.“Do you even know what that means?” Gojo asks once he sobers up.“No but I heard it in school” He finds the courage to look up “and-”Ku-san shakes her head at him which stops him from completing his sentence.“Gojo and I, we are adults, we consent to see each other that way and it gives us comfort, helping each other to take a bath or just taking care of each other like sleeping in the same bed or offering to massage each other. This is something that you’ll understand once you’re at a particular age, you might find yourself wanting this too, from a dear friend or someone you might love in a peculiar way or maybe not, it’s different for everybody, it is a form of intimacy and familiarity that comes with being with someone for a long time, you just understand each other.” Ku-san explains softly as she turns to face him fully, sitting crossed leg and Gojo gets up to sit behind her opening his leg, one hanging of the bed other folded beside Ku-san as he encircles her waist once again and rest his face on her shoulder, pulling her towards him for her back to be against his chest.“You love him.” Megumi wonders after a moment taking everything in looking up to meet her eyes.“That I do.” Ku-san confirms.“You love her.” He asks Gojo turning his head a bit to look at Gojo.“I do.” Gojo confirms too.“Then why aren’t you guys married?” Megumi asks, he doesn’t understand. He has seen the way Gojo-san looks at Ku-san when she bakes his favourite delicacies of sweets or the time even though it’s rare with how busy Gojo-san is with work; when Gojo-san is helping Tsumiki and Megumi with homework and he has noticed the way Ku-san looks at Gojo-san so he simply doesn’t understand if people love each other shouldn’t they be married? like in the stories that he has read or in the movies that he has seen and the parents that he has seen during the parent teacher meets, a loving family.“Would it make you more comfortable living with us if we were?” Ku-san asks again.“No, that doesn’t make a difference. It’s just that you both just now confirmed that you love each other and you just said that you take care of each other that way, why don’t you both get married?”Ku-san is silent and this time Gojo-san is the one who answers him.“Just because we love someone doesn’t mean we need to marry them. Sakura-san loves you too, should she marry you?”“No, obviously not. She loves me in a way a mother loves her son.” Megumi answer in a matter-of-fact tone.Ku-san hides her face in her hands, some light sniffling can be heard from her.“Aww, Gumi-chan made you cry.” Gojo teases and tightens his arm around her waist moving his head from her shoulder to rest on top her head. Megumi notices how small Ku-san looks like this.“Shut up” Ku-san sputters once she rids her face of any tears and looks at Megumi again.“We do love each other but not in the way that justifies being married. It’s platonic.” Ku-san clarifies. “It’ll make more sense as you grow-up and experience new things with time.” She adds as an afterthought.Megumi tilts his head in thought as he processes her words, platonic - he knows what it means and for the meantime he accepts the explanation and trusts Ku-san’s words of wisdom that he’ll comprehend this more as he grows up.“Now do you want to show us those papers?” Gojo asks breaking the silence in the room.“Did we answer all of your questions?” Ku-san adds after Gojo.Megumi nods as he pulls the paper and pushes them towards Ku-san.“I won class distinction award and I got selected for martial arts team.” He announces.“That’s wonderful Gumi-chan, that means that you scored full marks in all of your test.” Ku-san compliments.“Good work, kid.” Gojo compliments too after a beat as he pushes his glasses on his head to read the papers along with Ku-san.Megumi nods once more whispering a thank you, he knows this explanation was for Gojo-san in case he had forgotten the meaning of this award.“Can you please sign this permission slip. I will be gone for two days, one night for the interschool practice tournament; we’ll have to stay the night in other school.”“Ooh your first night away.” Gojo-san says excitedly and later adds in a serious tone as he raised head from Ku-san’s shoulder to regard him with a questioning look.“You sure you want to go?”Megumi knows what he’s worried about and opens his mouth to answer-“Here it says to mention any sleeping disorders a child might suffer from that can disrupt his or his peer’s sleep. Should I write about your night terrors?” Ku-san beats him to it as she reads it of the form.“No, don’t and I do want to go, I haven’t had those for almost a year.” Megumi answers both of them.“Can I still talk to your sensei? Just a call.” Ku-san requests, he can hear the undertone of her worry so he nods in answer.“You can find his number on next page.” He adds.“What will you do if you come across a curse?” Ku-san asks and Megumi holds back his eye roll, he has been through this questioning round for years, especially when he has to go to school excursions and trips.“I will not interact with it; the charm will repel it and if I feel even a little bit of discomfort from it, I’ll ask the teacher near me to call you, if you’re not available then Gojo-san and if Gojo-san is not available I’ll call Yaga-san.” Megumi repeats in a disinterested tone. He had met Yaga-san once, when the man was invited for dinner at their household couple of months ago and Gojo-san had introduced him as his old teacher, now a Dean in Jujutsu tech which made Megumi respects the man immediately, he’s patient enough to deal with Gojo-san, that man must have been a saint in disguise.“Good boy, I’ll sign it in the morning.” Ku-san confirms and Megumi sighs in relief, he had already packed the bag with his clothes and stuff for tomorrow.“So, what do you want for breakfast gumi-chan? it’s your day to choose.” Ku-san asks. “Omurice and Tempura.” Megumi answers.“And what do you want as for your achievement?”“I had two wins so I’ll be getting two gifts.” Megumi holds out two fingers for his parents to see.“Greedy, aren’t we?” Gojo teases with a smile.“Yes, thank you very much.” Unbeknownst to him Gojo and Ku-san both smile heartily at his confidence.“So, for the first one Ku-san will help me with new Shikigami.” He waits for Ku-san’s approval.“that’s fine by me.” She agrees he nods at her.“For the second one, family weekend out.” Megumi replies“where do you wanna go?” Gojo asks.“Camping!” he announces and continues “I want to sleep in a tent and cook fish over fire and everything.”“Mashumaro on a stick.” He adds after a second of thinking.“S’mores, you mean?” Ku-san asks.“Yes that-“but you hate marshmallows.” Gojo interrupts.“I don’t care, I might like them roasted.” Megumi answers without losing a beat and then looks at Ku-san.“Kaa-chan pleaseeeeeee” he pleads.“Gumi-chan I am all for it, I am sure Tsumi will love this adventure but it all depends upon Gojo-san being free this weekend.” Ku-san reasons.Megumi trails his head up to pout at Gojo who sighs at the sight and relents.“I’ll be back by Friday morning; we can leave by the evening, spend the weekend in the woods.” He answers.“Yay!” Megumi smiles and fist pumps the air and moves towards Ku-san to hug her, pushing her steadfastly into Gojo as he huffs at the push.“Can I sleep here with Ku-san and Gojo-san?” Megumi asks in a very whispery tone. He doesn’t want to admit that he will miss them for two days that he’ll be gone for and he doesn’t want to admit that he misses Gojo-san, he hadn’t seen the man in almost three weeks. He will never admit that.“Sure gumi, go brush your teeth and everything.” Ku-san answers while she ruffles his hair and then pets him.“I’ll check up on Tsumiki once.” Ku-san adds after a moment as Megumi jumps from the bed.“No, you stay I’ll go.” Gojo-san urges dropping a kiss on Ku-san’s neck. He rises up to follow Megumi out the door.Megumi begins his walk towards his room, he feels a pull at his collar, below his neck and turns to find Gojo-san his hand now on his shoulder, he crouches down to his eye-level.“Did Gumi-chan missed me?”“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Megumi blurts out abruptly and proceeds to walk away from this conversation.“I missed you too, kid” Gojo-san whispers while he engulfs Megumi in his big solid arms and Megumi relaxes in his hold as he tries to return the embrace over the white-haired man’s wide shoulders, he gives up and wraps his arms around the older man’s neck. Prompting him to simply stand up while still holding Megumi in his arms.“Wha-““C’mon, Let’s check up on your sister.” Gojo moves ahead towards Tsumiki’s room.
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Gojo closes the door silently as they exit the room.“Megumi-chan, you promise to keep this sleepover a secret from Tsumi okay?” Gojo requests as he begins walking towards Megumi’s room.“Why?” He asks in wonder while still in his arms.“Ku-san tells me that Tsumiki-chan recently got used to sleeping on her own. If you tell her that you slept in Ku-san’s room she will feel jealous. It might hurt her.” Gojo begins explaining as he puts Megumi down in front of his room.“Now you wouldn’t want to hurt your sister?”“Of-course not. I won’t tell her, I promise.” He holds out his pinkie towards Gojo and for a moment Gojo looks at his little finger in mirth before holding it with his own pinkie finger.“Alright then, go brush your teeth and come back.” Gojo-san stands up and turns back towards Tsumiki’s room.Megumi doesn’t think much of it and walks inside his room to for his before bed rituals.Megumi makes his way towards Ku-san’s room as he hears the conversation from inside.“Tsumi-chan is asleep while she holds the plushie that I got for her.”“She doesn’t like your gifts but mine.” Gojo adds in a teasing tone.“That’s because the plushie reminds her of you, idiot.”“Oh.” He adds intelligently after Ku-san.“Tsumi misses you, we all do.” Ku-san sighs as Megumi walks inside, he sees Gojo holding his phone where he obviously clicked pictures of Tsumiki holding Gojo’s plushie as she sleeps. (It’s a white cat with goggles on.) Ku-san’s lying on her bed with resting her head on her elbow and Gojo sitting in front her.“Ah, Megumi where’s your pillow?”“I was hoping Ku-san..” He doesn’t complete his sentence hoping that Ku-san will understand that he wants to sleep in her arms.“Oh, come on up Megumi.” Megumi smiles at her as he climbs up on the bed.“Thank you.” He says as he goes under the covers and rest his head on Ku-san’s arm, lying on his back perfectly content.Gojo-san turns the light off as he joins them back on the bed taking off his glasses. He lies down beside Megumi, his right-hand holding Ku-san’s hand as he lies on his left side. Megumi shuts his eyes as Ku-san begins to hum a lullaby and his breath begins to even out as he slowly starts to fall asleep.“He’s still a kid.” Gojo whispers, holding his right hand up a bit to show his pinkie being held in Megumi’s grasp.“Yeah, he’ll be a teenager soon and I dread it” Ku-san whisper back as she sighs deeply.“Why?”“What if doesn’t want my hugs anymore or cuddles?”“Then you’ll have to accept it.”“Obviously I will you idiot but I’ll miss him.”“You’re weird when you are emotional.”“And you’re weird just because.”“how are your eyes? Should I heal-Megumi losses his battle to sleep and drifts off to dreamland.
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Megumi wakes up blearily from his dream of an old memory, such a weird thing to remember now, he feels little mortification over the sex part but it is soon taken over by worry as he realises where he is, he frantically turns taking in the surrounding still lying on the bed too sore to move, he finds Itadori lying on his own bed beside him towards his right, little airy sounds escaping from his mouth as he slumbers away. Megumi finds himself sighing in relief at that. He gazes up at the ceiling, his head is splitting in pain with freshly healed wounds and other injuries he sustained while he bounced of the roof of buildings and the frantic movement of his head earlier didn’t help. Megumi shuts his eyes to lessen some strain over them while he thinks.Ku-san, damn it he called her Okaa-san when he was delirious with pain and unbridled emotions of his impending death. She is Sukuna’s sister and on top of that, the curse energy that Megumi felt from her sent him reeling back in defence, her curse energy somewhat similar to Megumi, held auras of seven beings, Megumi had only known one and that was it.She is a Grade 1 sorceress as much as Megumi knew about her due to her mastery over the curse tools, she can wield any and every weapon that she got her hands on. So, what the fuck was that? And if she is Sukuna’s sister which was never mentioned in any ancient text that Megumi had been reading for Itadori, would make her thousands of years old- which again doesn’t make any sense in his mind because let’s see it this way: -
Megumi has known her for better part of his life.
Not once have Megumi felt any threatening tendencies from her like he felt from Sukuna.
She’s Gojo’s something, best friend whatever it is, it’s complicated according to Gojo and her both telling Megumi and Tsumiki countless times which leads him to believe that Gojo wouldn’t let Sukuna’s sister of all people, come close to Megumi and Tsumiki.
-Or maybe Gojo didn’t know either which is hard to believe because he possesses six eyes, rarely something is hidden from him- Megumi thinks.
Megumi even now, truthfully- he trusts Sakura more than he does Gojo because it’s principal of things, him and Tsumiki had spent more time in her care than Gojo’s and comparing the two she has better survival instincts.
Megumi’s thought cycle stills , as he hears distant sounds of Ku-san’s voice from outside his room. She must be speaking on the phone since he only hears one voice and from the tone of it, she is angry which is well even living with Gojo it’s rare to hear her angry voice.Gojo appears into the room forcing Megumi to open his eyes but he shuts them right after. He is too tired to deal with this.“Megumi-”“You!” Ku-san whisper screams as she opens the door slowly making no noise and walks in powerful strides towards Gojo who was standing at the foot of Megumi’s bed.“We’ll get to the talk about my twin later Gojo, first tell me why the fuck first years were sent on this assignment?”Megumi opens his eyes as his ears tingle at her crass language a rarity for her wait twin? He wonders while Ku-san doesn’t allow Gojo to answer as she continues to walk forcing Gojo to walk back and letting her pin him to wall beside the ceiling to floor window.“You promised Gojo, you promised me this shit with elders won’t happen, the assassination attempts won’t happen again. You promised!” Ku-san whisper screams and Megumi sees as she pulls out a kunai from god knows where and angles it near Gojo’s neck.assassination attempts? What assassination attempts? - Megumi wonders.“I didn’t know, ideally this assignment would have been-” Gojo whispers back playing into ruse of Megumi not being awake.“You didn’t know? Is that your excuse? If Megumi had died this would be your excuse that you didn’t fucking know?” Ku-san bites out venom in her tone forcing Megumi to turn his head towards the two, his eyebrows are lost in his fringes of hair in surprise over the crass words that Megumi had never heard her say once in his entire life.“Sakura-“No Gojo you and I both know this was higher ups doing-“I should just kill all of them- “Don’t say shit like that it sounds real coming from you, I will not visit you in prison.” Ku-san whispers quickly.“Bold of you to assume that I’ll get caught.” Gojo retorts smirking which suddenly resolves into a thin line.“I am serious, we have always let them live whenever they came after us, you remember the ninjas, Tsumiki-”“Nothing happened to her, I was with her.” Ku-san interrupts him again.“You got stabbed.”Megumi eyes are enlarged as saucer pans. What?“It was a calculated move. If I hadn’t Tsumiki would have woken up.”“You…..Sakura what will I do with you? You could have taken away the mem-”“Never, I would never do that to our child. I have told you countless times, stop suggesting that.” Ku-san interrupts in a stern voice that leaves no place for argue. What the fuck is happening? Megumi wonders as he tries his hardest not to scream audibly. His brain is spiralling now. Ninjas? ninjas came after Tsumiki? Ku-san can take away memories? She was stabbed? WTF? This is too much; he decides to remain silent and just listen further more to their exchange.“Satoru…We need to find who was behind this and retaliate accordingly.” Ku-san suggests.“I trust that you already know who it is then?”“I have a suspect, I have Uraume working on it.”“Also, frankly speaking Sukuna was more of threat to Megumi rather than the womb-“Gojo he would never harm Megumi-“He tossed Megumi around like a rag-doll.”“He was impulsive, that idiot; he must have sensed my curse energy on you or Megumi.”“AH so he was holding back on that fight with me.”“You have met- why didn’t you tell me Satoru?” Megumi hears something break in Ku-san’s voice. She stumbles as if the anger was the only thing that was driving her to stand the kunai falls from her hand on the floor. Gojo holds her shoulders and Megumi notices her back for the first time, which is bleeding through the white towel that she has wrapped around haphazardly.“Ku-san your back is still bleeding.” Megumi says out loud finally finding his voice.“I didn’t mean to wake you, Megumi-chan.” Ku-san evades his worries and leaves the room on heavy footsteps.“She’s avoiding me.” Megumi concludes.“You caught on that huh?”“If she wasn’t she’d be all over me fretting over me remember when I broke my wrist and when Tsumiki had her first nosebleed." Megumi reminds Gojo-san.
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Megumi (age eight) was in his room upstairs, playing with his toys, he hears a loud shriek coming from the kitchen and runs downstairs with worry to find Ku-san holding Tsumi (age six) in her arms whose nose was bleeding as she cried.“What do I do? What do I do?”Megumi walks near her and opens his mouth to-“Megumi dial 991.”“We are in Japan.” He calmly reminds her.“AHH.” Tsumiki begins screaming.“Where’s Gojo? What should I do Megumi-chan? Tsumi-chan is dying.”“Oh god I am the worst person ever, I hit her. I opened the fridge, I didn’t even know she was there, standing near it, Megumi” she starts to cry too.“Ku-san, It was an accident and you need to hold her head up so that the bleeding can stop.”“Up like how?”“I don’t know how, I just heard this from the nurse in my school.”“Megumi.” She sobs which startles him.“I’ll call Gojo-san, can you tell me where your phone is?”“It’s on the table.” She answers moving one of her hands to point at it.“Gojo-san come quick Tsumi-chan is injured.”“What?” is all he hears before the line goes dead and Gojo appears in the room dressed in a formal attire as if he was in a meeting like a salary man Megumi thinks.“What happened here?” Gojo walks in removing the shoes in the hallway and quickly going over the sink to wash his hands.“Gojo she’s dying, I killed her.” Ku-san sobs, Megumi barely holds a laugh in.Gojo looks at him in question and he immediately sobers up.“Ku-san opened the fridge and Tsumi-chan must have been near the door and it hit her face which resulted in nose bleed.”“I killed her.” Ku-san sobs again.“Sakura-san please bring the first aid box and leave Tsumi-chan to me.” Gojo requests and kneels near the women and the child still crying.Ku-san leaves for the bathroom, sniffling.“There, there pretty girl.” Gojo coos as he cradles Tsumi in his arms, properly alleviating her head at an angle that’ll get the bleeding to stop.“Megumi-chan, please fetch me a wet towel and a glass of water.” Gojo request once again.“Tsumi-chan, why are you crying? does your nose hurt?” Megumi hears Gojo as he gives him the towel and puts the glass down near him.Megumi watches as Gojo cleans her face and neck, Ku-san comes back with the first aid box.“Okaa-chan said that I am dying and there’s blood, red blood.”“Tsumi-chan, she is scared just like you, you are not dying, it’s a little owiee as you say.” Gojo comforts while he stuffs cotton in one of her nostrils and keeps her head alleviated.“There now, that’ll get the bleeding to stop.” Gojo promises and Ku-san exhales a breath of relief near where Megumi is seated.“Sakura-san drink some water; you’re scaring the kids.” Gojo says as he hands her the glass and she gulps it down. Megumi uses another towel that he had grabbed to pat dry Ku-san’s tear-stricken face.“Please don’t take them away from me, I didn’t mean for that to happen.” She pleads.“Sakura I am not taking them away from you, where will I even go?”“I don’t know.” She mewls as silent tears decorates her face and Megumi picks up on her distress and moves himself to embrace her. She melts right into it.“I am so sorry.” He hears a whisper.“You need to calm down Ku.”
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Gojo’s stray chuckle brings him back from the memory.“The assassination attempts?” Megumi suddenly ask remembering that.“Zenin’s weren’t really happy with you being with us and then there were other clans that wanted you dead for a whole other reason.”“why didn’t you tell me before?”“And what good would that bring?” Ku-san asks coming back inside the room with a phone in her hand and a new towel wrapped around her back.“I would have-"“You would have what? Lived in fear? Always looking over your shoulder? Wasting away your childhood over this nonsense?”Megumi is silent at that, Ku-san has a point.“We protected you both. Don’t worry.” Gojo says.“And we’ll continue to do so.” Ku-san adds taking a seat at the edge of Itadori’s bed who slumbers away ignorant to his surroundings, unbeknownst to everyone a pair of red eyes were in slits, seeing everything.“Why did you lie about yourself?Ku-san opens her mouth to answer but Megumi doesn’t stop“Why do you care so much?” Megumi asks, he genuinely doesn’t understand why both of them worried so much about him and Tsumiki, it’s not like they were related. Ku-san being the twin of the King of curses, His brain hurt as he spirals, he brings his hand to cradle his forehead and shutting his eyes to limit his outburst but he cannot-“What should I even call you? Sakura-san, Gojo or Ryoumen?”“Megumi-” Gojo begins“No, Gojo-san shut up for once just shut up. My entire life was a lie!” He screams as he lets himself spiral, he almost lost Itadori, his first friend dare he say his best friend, who he wanted to introduce to Ku-san and his Ku-san the one person that he trusted the most with his deepest secret, had lied to him, lied about her whole existence. “Gumi.” She whispers rising up to stand beside his bed.“May I touch you?” she asks and Megumi nods, He doesn’t know what to expect but a little part of him doesn’t want to let go of the idea of her being his only mother figure in life, evil twin or not.“First of all, apologise to Gojo this is not how you talk to someone you care about, angry or not I do not care. Second of all Megumi tell me yourself when should I have told you about myself when you were just a small child or maybe when you started to finally trust us should I have broken your trust and leave you with no one to depend on, barely in your teens?” Ku-san asks while she continues to comb through his hair. Megumi moves his head away to not face Ku-san since he doesn’t have an answer and clearly, she is correct here. He huffs lightly and then silently mumbles an apology towards Gojo who is standing near his bed, he just lightly smiles and wave his hand in dismissal.“I wanted to tell you everything. I didn’t want you to finding it out like this. Gojo and I had decided that once you were capable enough to take care of yourself, you had someone to fall back too, I would have told you everything and if you felt betrayed or disgusted by me which you have all the right to, at least you’ll have someone that’ll look out for you. You won’t be all alone.” Ku-san explains calmly while caressing his forehead, his headache ceasing in its intensity. Megumi sighs and he meets her purple eyes and takes notes of the swelling around the orbs, she has been crying, she has been crying a lot Megumi guesses.“I know you, Megumi. When I would have told you the truth, you’d want to distance yourself from us and knowing that we didn’t want for you to suffer alone. That’s why we kept it hidden all along I know this doesn’t justify me lying to you about myself but it was for the better.”Even in this mess, she’s looking out for him, It’s true had Megumi got to know about this before, he would have nowhere to go nowhere to fall back and collect his thoughts, that the only maternal figure in his life is someone who could be related to a demon.“Would you tell me now? The truth about Ku-san?”“Yes Megumi, as much I can remember. If I am unable to answer you ask Sukuna, he won’t lie to you either. Unless it’s something that you shouldn’t know.”“Are you human?”Ku-san exhales audibly still standing near him, caressing his head.“Not fully, no.”“You feel human, you bleed and appear like one.” Megumi thinks out loud.“As I said Gumi, not fully human. It's dependent on my curse technique."“Are you immortal then?” he questions right on.“Nope!” Ku-san gives a small smile, he sees Gojo pull at her towel a little. Megumi’s brain spirals more at that. This doesn’t make sense and to think Gojo was involved in this?“Sit here. Don’t stand for too long.” Gojo advises and she follows Megumi shifts to make space for her as she sits right beside him, not letting go of her hand on his head still caressing softly.“Gojo-san knew?”“I was fed the same story as Megumi. Your Ku-san being my guardian due to her ancient curse technique and that was-“He found out. This man has no qualms for privacy.” Ku-san interrupts him.Gojo makes an indignant sound at her remark.“What? Might as well tell him everything now.” Ku-san shrugs raising her hands.“Why didn’t you just twist his memories?” Sukuna asks as he sits up comforter pooling down on his lap, Megumi startles at the curses remark he forces his eyes to open and turn his face towards the curse who’s dressed in a tacky t-shirt which definitely belonged to Ku-san it had an animal pun printed on it in English which Megumi could understand prompting a small turn of his lips.“I couldn’t at that moment not that I wanted too, I had a memory slip.” Sakura answers as she turns towards her twin her right hand not leaving Megumi’s forehead.“Of that day.” She adds after a moment. The meaning behind her words goes over Megumi’s head, but Sukuna seems to catch on and stills, the king of curses opens his mouth-“Before we begin discussing the past Kuna tell me how weak have you become now that you let a small curse wound your vessel fatally?”“I did that.”“Come again?”“I pulled out his heart to trap the brat because he’s able to suppress me and he won’t let me come near Megumi-“You pulled out that little kid’s heart out in front of Megumi because he was suppressing you?” Ku-san asks in disbelief. Megumi barely catches her arm moving.“I- Sukuna pauses as he catches the Kunai that was aimed for his forehead right before it could pierce him. Megumi blinks in surprise her right hand never stopped caressing his forehead.“You traumatised my child and your vessel. Are you out of your fu-“Wait- your child Megumi’s your child?”“Prey do tell my brother why else would he carry our curse technique signature that you could sense off of him.”“He doesn’t even look like vermin or you- I did it ag-“How does that make a difference if I say he’s my child he’s my child, you imbecile fool are you out of your mind? who does that?”“I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to find you. I kept sensing you on Vermin and Megumi. I was scared Kura. I thought you have forgotten me that you don’t care about me anymore that you will never forgive me for what I have done-“Kuna, I have forgiven you. At that time during the heat of the moment, when we fought, I didn’t realise then however I had centuries to mule over as to why Toru told me- nay he forced me to save you not him and I recently realised that Toru and I could have always tried again what you did was what I would have done had our roles be reversed-“You don’t mean that. You would never harm an unb-"“I would have for you Kuna you know that. I was stupid then, so hormonal and sensitive to emotions that I was feeling for the very first time. I was dumb enough to sacrifice my life over-"Sukuna raises one hand to beckon Sakura near him interrupting her and she walks to sit beside her twin. Megumi immediately misses the warmth that surrounded him.“It was all my fault; It was unwise of me to believe in-” Sakura stops and begins again “- our father was correct, no? I was your-"“You don’t get to blame yourself, if you won’t allow me to do the same.” Sukuna interrupts in such a calm voice it startles Megumi. He brings one of his hands to pet her head, Megumi feels like he’s intruding on an intimate moment between the twins and perhaps Gojo must feel the same as he comes near Megumi to sit at the edge of the bed.“I can’t argue with that logic but come to think of it suku-nii, our father-"“I just said not to think.” Sukuna interrupts and flicks her forehead. She glares at him with a small smile present on her face.“Suku-nii?” Megumi parrots in a questioning tone.“We don’t know for sure who’s the oldest.” Ku-san answers.“It’s you. We both know it’s you.” Sukuna retorts.“Otto-san said it was you. When I asked him.”“That’s because you are Oyaajis’ favourite twin.”“That is not true. He loves you more. He wanted you to eat me in the womb.” Sakura smiles keenly at her twin. “Momentary lapse in judgement. And whe- ”“I am sorry. WHAT NOW?” Megumi interrupts Sukuna who surely was ready with a response.“Well, you know how twins are considered a- What’s the word for it?”“Bad omen.” Sukuna and Gojo answers at the same time and then proceed to glare at each other.“Bad omen in jujutsu society, therefore have heavenly restrictions upon them or be treated as a same being and have incomplete curse techniques,”“Yes. I am familiar with that.” Megumi answers trying to hurry along Ku-san to get to the point.“So, to avoid that from happening. Oyaaji wanted me to absorb Kura in the womb but I didn’t.” Sukuna answers.“How can your father talk to you- I don’t understand?” Megumi“Otto-san was able to talk to us in the womb since he gave birth to us-“WHAT?” Three voices interrupts.Gojo cradles his head in his hands. Megumi hears a whisper of “what the fuck” from his lips.“He gave birth to us? I remember a human woman.”“I thought he told you?” Ku-san looks up towards Sukuna.“Oyaaji obviously didn’t. What the fu-“Anyway, we come from pure blood Lineage of Three.” Ku-san turn towards Megumi interrupting Sukuna. “He wanted Sukuna as his successor but he decided to have us when Sukuna didn’t absorb me in the womb and refused to eat my flesh when we were very very young.”“I have so many questions.” Gojo adds.“I don’t know why am I remembering this now, Also that was a sexist woman who taught me that I would be married young and need healthy body to produce heirs and whatever, she preferred you anyway.“Don’t tell me he ate her and when did hi tell you about this?”“Of course not, she was allocated to be a kitchen maid after father twisted her memories of us in her mind. Why? You liked her?”“She used to give me extra serving of food after we were done.”“Pig." Ku-san coughs theatrically.“Jokes on her. Oyaaji raised you as a boy.” Sukuna chortles.“I am thankful for that.” Ku-san sighs.“I have so many questions.” Megumi repeats.“You didn’t answer one question.” Sukuna reminds her.Sakura exhales deeply. “Ahh, Otto-san told me about it when I asked about where our mother is. I thought it would help me understand my own gender better if I had a mother and she might be able to teach you to be more kind to yourself.”“When was this?”“When we were just couple centuries old,” Ku-san snaps her fingers her face lights up as if she remembers something. “It was when I had my first puberty cycle and I grew taller than you.”Sukuna hums along with a thinking look that he regards towards Sakura.“I remember I had several questions in regards of my own body because I noticed that we both have different body parts when we bathed together in-“The oasis of no shadows that would melt our clothes however was quite healing for our wounds. The waters would feast on our blood and in return heal us." Sukuna completes for her.“You- You both bathed together?” Gojo splutters.“It’s- well” Ku-san stumbles“We both share one soul just two different bodies. We both have no boundaries whatsoever.”“That doesn’t seem healthy.” Megumi comments.“Yeah well-" Ku-san begins.“How did you come to ask him this?”“My first puberty happened our text collection didn’t have much information in regards to female body except how to impregnate one. I simply just asked him.”“You’re memories?”“I can’t say for sure."“And you say you aren’t the favourite twin.”“My dear brother. You just don’t talk to our Oyaaji properly. You two our both so alike that’s the reason you both fight so much. Neither is ready to budge and compromise.”Sukuna scoffs. “I will budge once he agrees that he could have saved us from that CRAP.”Sakura opens her mouth but shuts it tight as her shoulder droops and she sighs.“Excuse me.” Megumi gains the twins attention.“Ku-san’s Otto-san? They are here?” Megumi asks.“Well, not exactly he visits me in my dreams. He only takes his corporal form under dire requirements.”“Kura being on her death bed wasn’t a dire requirement was it now?”“Kuna!”“Do you want her to slip?” Gojo asks looking towards the Sukuna who pointedly avoids him and continues.“What? I said what I said. Oyaaji could have helped us if he wanted.”“He didn’t. It was a lesson for us we fucking learnt it. Stop blaming him.”“You always do this, every single time.”“Someone has to!” Ku-san asserts looking at her twin with fiery eyes. "I only have you two. You fucking moron. Mortal relationships are fleeting. What good will it be if you were to fight with him huh? You win he dies; you lose you die. What the fuck am I supposed to do? You ever thought about the fact that it hurt me too when he wasn’t there? Yes, he could have avoided The CRAP from happening but he didn’t, he’s not a fucking God. I have never talk to him about this I know one day we have to confront this you and I both-"Megumi barely catches hints of the conversation between the twins, They are speaking in a whole different dialect or may be a language, He can't guess for sure.“Then call him and bring him here, let’s have a fucking civil conversation. It’s high time now don’t you think? It has been a millennium. Once you are healed and we have formed some semblance of order of the mess that we are in now. Call Oyaaji and I will hear what he has to say.” Sukuna replies back with equal fire in his words.“Fine! I will call him.” Ku-san retorts. “That felt good.”“I know right.” The twins exhale in tandem.“I am sorry what now?” Gojo speaks Megumi’s mind.“This argument is normal for us. Don’t mind.” Sakura waves her hand as she dismisses Megumi's worry that maybe the twins will start throwing at hands.“How are you feeling?” Sukuna asks his eyes back to softness that he regards his twin with.“I feel fine except for the pain. What about your- his body?” Sakura answers as she roles her shoulder.“He is fine. He’s sleeping now.” Sukuna shuts his eyes as he hums silently pulling Sakura closer to him. “aahh this was not how I planned for you to come back.” She sighs and drops her head on top his shoulder, he brings one arm to encircle around her smaller frame.“You wanted me back?” Sukuna asks in disbelief.“You planned Sukuna’s resurrection?” Gojo asks in tow with Sukuna.“I forgot you were here.” She spares a look at the white-haired man.“Naturally Kuna.” she answers looking up at him, “I have Gojo and I have my two kids Megumi and Tsumiki, I have everything that I could ask for only you were left-” “I once again was on the verge of destroying your fam-“You didn’t know. It was an honest mistake don’t dwell on it and it’s not mine it’s our ” Ku-san dismisses Sukuna’s worries. “Where’s Tsumiki-san? Am I allowed to meet her?” A cloudy gloom overcast around everyone in the room. “Tsumi’s soul is being held captive by that curse spirit Tamashī no hoshoku-sha that you and I had already exorcised in our time-"Megumi’s breath hitches at that revelation, Gojo is indifferent at that. “what?” he utters, astonished.“Why is she still trapped?” Sukuna asks in sync with Megumi.Sakura sighs heavily.“When we took care of the curse, we killed the humans, held captive by it for ten seconds and then I exorcised the curse while you revived the humans.” He renumerates as he pets her hair.“Yes, I remember Kuna, my memory is not that fickle. The problem now is, the curse has around five-hundred may be near thousands of humans under its grasp. We simply cannot risk killing that many humans, too many things that can go wrong.”“Have you thought about simply killing the curse, erasing its existence?”“That’s what she was trying to do for the past two months.” Satoru answers. Unbeknownst to Megumi, Sakura’s body becomes rigid with anger that is only seen by Sukuna who tightens his hold on her that maybe comforting however Sakura simply grinds her teeth.“You found the curse?” Megumi asks his surprise not leaving his voice as he tries to get up but is too woozy to sit, Gojo helps him sit up.“She wanted to give you good news only, when she found the curse. Sakura-san thought it would be an easy kill however when she caught the curse everything wen-” Gojo sits beside him taking his hand in his own.“Why are you still here Gojo?” Sakura begins.“It’s not like, your needed and it’s not like you’re of any use at the moment. Megumi is fine, he won’t be hurt under my care. You can go away.”“I-” Gojo tries to answer.“You what?“Do something useful? Like telling me that my twin has a vessel? A human-child vessel at that? I was too far to feel our bond and you couldn’t even tell me over a call or something, so that Megumi had heard the truth from me but No, Gojo Satoru must always do as he pleases and us peasants shall bow down to his whims.” Ku-san asserts in one breath anger clear in her tone.“I was struggling over building a cage to trap the damn curse, pleading Hoshi of all people to help me with it.-”“Tengen’s still alive?” Sukuna interrupts.“Yes, they very much are. However no new vessel for them this century though.” Sakura answers the steel in her voice gone. “Have you built the cage yet?” Sukuna questions once more. Megumi thinks that’s a rather obvious question obviously the cage would have been made. That’s why Gojo-san and Ku-san is here with them now?“Of-course I was struggling with the runes and I cannot access our volt so had to take his help.” She answers in a soft tone and reverts back to hot octaves, glaring at Gojo.“I had better half of my body destroyed over when we came so near to obliterate the curse and that’s not even an issue here, but you Gojo, you had one job, goddamn one job, to not let Megumi get hurt and congratulations you failed at it.” Ku-san chuckles, a hollow chuckle.“You wanted him to go to this college, You!” she points at him and Megumi is surprised at that revelation. He did choose this college on his own but now he’s wondering did he even?“I didn’t want it; It was merely a suggestion for him so that Megumi can meet kids like him, you know how he was in civil high school.” Gojo retorts back matching the hot octaves of her.“You promised that Megumi won’t end up like this” she seethes not even giving Gojo a chance to speak up again and Sukuna, Megumi notices begins caressing her back over the towel.“How would you protect him huh? The same way that you did when I got stabbed?” Gojo asks in an icy tone, his face painted in anger that he’s barely holding back, rising up to stand near Ku-san as he looks down on her. Sukuna is shaking his head slightly. What is with my parents getting stabbed? Megumi internally wonders.“You have some guts throwing that in my face Gojo.” Ku-san says with venom in her voice, standing up to bring a kunai -where is she even pulling out that kunai from? - Megumi wonders.“Do I? Where were you Sakura? You are supposed to protect me, no? My guardian.” He fires back with equal venom matching his tone. “The same way you’ll protect Megumi?” he adds.Ku-san smirks at that.“Tell me Gojo? Where were you?” she tilts her head to the left, some lone fringes of hair that escaped her messy bun covers a part of her face, one lone eye glints with fury.Ku-san doesn’t wait for Gojo to answer“You sensed his despair the same moment as I did, it was twice we felt his fear and still I was the one who got to him first. I was at a whole different continent and you were in the same country.”“I protected him. Had it been you, the vessel would have been pronounced dead and Megumi would have been blaming himself for his death.” She asserts.Megumi bites his bottom lip; he holds back the flurry of emotions that are inflicted upon him due to Ku-san’s honest words.Gojo’s breath hitches audibly, he stumbles back.“History would have repeated itself, no?” She asks as much as she announces in a calm voice as if talking about weather while moving ahead forcing Gojo to lose his footing and fall back to where he was seated.“Kaa-san.” Megumi utters as finally his brain catches up to everything.He watches as Ku-san immediately straightens up and turns to face him, as she meets his eyes the anger drains out of her face, leaving a hollowness of ache which instantly gets masked by a poker face of serenity. It gives him a whiplash; he doesn’t even try to decipher the meaning behind those emotions.“How were Kaa-san and Oto-san able to sense my fear?” He wonders out loud regressing back to the names of his parents that he only had called them rarely after Tsumiki’s cursed sleep.“The pendant.”She simply taps her chest and Megumi understands what she’s referring to and he pulls it out of his clothes he still remembers that day vividly even though it was almost eight years ago, he was ten years old.
He had asked (forced) Gojo-san to take him to a jewellery store so that he can pick something for her birthday Tsumiki had suggested him to get a pendant with a flower since Sakura-san likes flowers, (each and every room had a vase with different kinds of flowers and some assortment of pots with colourful plants; the garden itself had beautiful symphony of colours in form of flowers and fruits and vegetables, grown with care over the years) and Tsumiki was busy distracting her so that people can come and decorate the home while Ku-san took Tsumiki for an impromptu shopping spree.
It was near end of March when Sakura begin to blossom so Megumi decided on a Sakura pendant with five petals. He chose to give her the present after the birthday lunch party with Ku-san’s relatives and friends was over and it was just them. He had presented the gift with great pride knowing full well it would be loved and loved it was Sakura-san later got it customised and gifted everyone a chain with a singular Sakura petal as a charm with a colourful stone.
Megumi got his as well as Tsumiki and even Gojo too. Megumi had asked her then why did she wore two pendants with petals, she replied “maybe one day I’ll get it to gift it to my other half.” Megumi didn’t really understand then so he let it go as she diverted her attention to Animal Planet that was playing on T.V.
He's brought back to present putting the thought of other half aside to hear her explanation.“Each of the petal harnesses the curse energy of the wearer which allows me and Gojo to feel each other’s emotions only the heavily pronounced ones that we feel deeply right in our soul such as happiness or dread sometimes even pain when you’re fatally injured, Tsumiki-chan cannot feel mine but I can feel hers. What I felt twice today from you was quite similar to the fear that I felt couple of months ago but I knew Gojo was near you so I didn’t come to check on you.”“So, I can feel your emotions too?” Megumi asks not really knowing how to feel about this, he thinks back to that day couple of months ago he saw Itadori turn into Sukuna he had received a call from her when he had checked his phone, the moment he left the infirmary in the university but when he called her back, she didn’t pick up.She nods in response. “Do you want to feel mine?” she asks perhaps reading Megumi’s mind.Now it’s his turn to nod in response. Megumi is hit with sudden pain in his chest where the pendant is touching his sternum everything inside him feels on fire as he feels the pain and sadness that mirrors grief and he writhes in agony. The feeling goes away quickly as it came and he exhales in relief, he hears someone fretting over him.“Gumi, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I couldn’t tone it down, Please forgive me.” He hears the nickname that hasn’t been used for a year and she’s standing near him but not touching him her hands are outstretched but she’s still abiding his request.“You can touch me.” He bites out still feeling phantom pain that was there not seconds ago and he feels it being soothed as a hand caresses his back lightly.“How are you still standing?” he asks if she really is feeling what he felt some moments ago then Megumi doesn’t know how is she still alive.“Did you fly here from Scotland?” Gojo has his hand fisted turning white Megumi assumes he felt her pain too.“Not quite, I was already in the Jet but I did fly here from…” Sakura pauses in thought “Yellow sea that’s what it’s called I guess.”“You jumped from the jet, didn’t you?” Gojo announces. It’s a rhetoric question.“I told the crew; I was feeling adventurous.” Gojo face palms himself.“How much do I have to pay?”“I twisted their memories but I exactly don’t know how much do they remember so you’ll have to see for yourself. I was in a rush you see.” Sakura sweetly replies. She blinks as she walks back to sit beside her twin.