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Fushiguro Megumi is just a teen though, according to his caretaker alias a father figure; “Megumi-chan you’re too calm and so boring!”, which his classmates agreed while putting more ginger into his bowl of soup just to annoy the heck outta him.
However...
This morning, he wakes up to two things; First, is an irregular meeting for the Goodwill Event in a big-ass training hall in Hanamikoji Dori, near Higashiyama Ward, Kyoto. The facts he has to endure constant ruckus from none other than Yuuji and Todo at the back seat while trying to hold Nobara from throwing daggers at Mai, his patience runs thin.
Second, certain Gojo Satoru – late as always – appeared with wide ass grins, announced this like it’s no big deal:
“I AM OFFICIALLY MARRIED!!~” with a sing-song voice and everyone’s eyes stops blinking. Megumi’s jaw slacks and he inserts his pinkie inside his ear canals, manually cleaning them just in case he does misheard because of 7 days worth of accumulated ear wax.
‘This has to be a mistake! Am I being sucked in a domain? This reckless guy will never settles for a marriage!’ Megumi tries to calm his inner turmoil by chewing his inner cheeks but nothing can stop his goosebumps when eyes gravitates on a handsome raven head, tall yet huge muscular figure who makes his entrance into the hall like the main character he is.
The presence that resembles him the most but more intense, makes his hair stands.
“Sorry for the short notice but lemme introduce this ~ MY HUSBAND!!” Megumi is taken aback when they naturally link their hands together like...they’re already used to each other’s touch.
Satoru continues, “Everyone, this is Fushiguro – Zen’in Toji. The infamous assassin, the sorcerer-killer which died once?..or twice.. whatever you guys refer him as before but now, he is Gojo Satoru’s husbando~”
The time stops ticking exactly at the moment Fushiguro Megumi locks eyes with his biological father, Fushiguro Toji. Those cold, empty emerald-like eyes stares back at his own Prussian blue orbs. The feeling is mutual yet foreign at the same time.
“Fa – ther..” Megumi sees green before he seems like being engulfed into the darkness of Chimera Shadow Garden.
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72 hours before....
Toji feels numb all over his body and his soul, you named it, as he is trapped in a nothingness. He did try to die for a second time, doesn’t he? When he encountered his son in a battle, yet, it’s like his soul being kicked out from the hell. Again.
Does the King of Hell despises him so much? Then where would he go? In heaven? No fucking way! He’s a stain no God wants him, heck even Buddha! Not to mention his clan members already disown him and dragged him to his lowest point. Up till now, he doesn’t know where he belongs to nor the place he is supposed to be.
“Heh, even after I die... I belong to nowhere. Fuck!” Toji’s inner thoughts stops bombarding his brain for a moment as his hearing catches something irregular in this domain.
He senses a motion... a threatening ones, a mess of white flashes through his sensitive retina. Call to his inhumane sharp instinct, Toji rolls to the side before a strong impact by that person’s punch barely missed him by a single stand of hair.
“Quit the self-mourning and let’s get to work, damn gorilla!”
Toji cocks his head to stare at his intruder “What do you want, Albus Dumbledore?”
“You read Harry Potter? I thought gorilla can’t read books.”
“Do you think I am some sort of gorilla from stone age? Well, fuck you! I need to know where the hell I am and what the fuck are you doing here?!”
“You are in my domain. Before your soul wanders off, I manage to catch your soul and your body inside my domain,” Satoru pauses mid-talking as Toji is staring at him, probably confused with the timeline. – “Though, that time you wanted to kill me, I am generous enough to give your time to self-regenerate, which only you can possibly do it without reincarnated as a curse, with that heavenly gifted body of yours.
Thennn..you escaped because my domain weakened due to...some shit happened to me. But then I was okay yet your stupid ass literally committed suicide right in front of Megumi’s salad!”
Toji stiffen. How does he know...
Before Toji could retaliate, in a blink of an eye, Satoru is already in front of him, caging him with his slender legs. Toji’s eyes formed into a squint and his nostrils flares as he tries to limit the scents Satoru’s intense cursed energy from rotting his brain cells. “Keep showing off your pretty legs in front of me, you might awaken my foot fetish”, he says while bringing up one finger to brush his flaring nostrils.
Satoru grimaces at his perv-y response. “I am trying to be serious here, Mister Ungrateful! Forget it, I will kill you and tell Megumi that his father died with full honours because of natural causes.”
“Annihilated by you is not natural causes and you are not God to decide how will I die!”
“Well, gravity is natural.”
“The hell, you planned to throw me from Mt. Everest? Fucking crazy motherfucker!
First, you tried to punch me but then told me to get to work. Now you want to kill me again? I swear sometimes you’re more twisted than me, Gojo Satoru.”
Gojo cackles in response, he tugs Toji on his collar to get the muscular man stands up in one swift motion, as if Toji weighs nothing and brings their face too close for comfort together. Satoru’s minty breathe lingers on his skin it’s too annoying.
“You know what? We’re match made in hell. Forget it, let’s get married...Toji.”
Toji stares at him in disbelief, eyes slanted and his eyebrows formed into a tight scowl. Did he just heard him right? “Wait a sec...did you...just..” -proposing me in such unconventional way?? – is what Toji wants to retort, but the words merely stuck in his throat.
The snowy head guy just flashes him a big, menacing grin, too bad that he puts his eyes beneath the blindfold so Toji can’t see stars in his eyes. “You might not be my type still, I won’t take ‘NO’ for an answer.”
Bundle of veins pops on Toji’s forehead at Satoru’s snarky remarks. “Oh, yeah? Then here’s my reply: NO! Not even in the hell, NO. From the Moon to the Earth to the Moon back, fucking N.O”
Satoru whines and Toji has to reminds himself that this guy, who is now whining like a whore, is the same guy who killed him 10 years ago and imprisoned him like some psycho with Stockholm’s syndrome! For fucks sake he literally just woke up from being dead and now he has to agree for a forced marriage?? Just like that?
“U~ughh...whyy? Am I not pretty? Look at my eyes.” Satoru loosen his blindfold and his sapphire blue eyes gazing attentively into Toji’s emerald ones. Okay, he is convinced that Satoru is too beautiful for a guy yet he still smells something fishy about this guy and his odd behaviour...with one quick motion, Toji launches multiple heavy punches to oblivious Satoru which the white haired sorcerer evades in the last seconds and his grip on Toji’s collar breaks free.
Satoru clicks his tongue in annoyance and his blue eyes glaring Toji’s mocking form as he finally able to create a distance between them. “You really think you can hit me huh, Zen’in Toji?”
“What’s with the childish remarks, Gojo Satoru? You know I already throw away the Zen’ins from my life, the same way they threw me out?”
“Yeah, and that’s exactly my point! You hate the Zen’in as much as me and the Gojo clan hate them and I hate the elders of Gojo clan too for making big ruckus over small matters” – Satoru points his finger out and makes a circle figure like drawing a flow chart in the air – “back to our first conversation, we, the pioneers of our clans have to get married so that we can piss those fuckers off and at the same time make our marriage as a leverage for the peace of Gojo and Zen’in clan. Are you in?”
Toji’s brain momentarily stops working and his face shows zero enthusiasm compared to Gojo’s cheerful ones when he stated the reason why he wants to settle with marriage in the first place and his logic doesn’t get into Toji’s idled brain cells. None of it makes sense!
The ruckus with Zen’in and Gojo clan is not new, but does it get worse during his ‘afterlife’ experience? He doesn’t care and not intended too.
Yet...
Toji’s scarred lips quirks to the side before his grins transformed into a sinister laugh. Gojo watches him, with the same grin plastered on his face and his form relaxes, not feeling threatened even when Toji walks towards him and brazenly closes their distance, pushing through every single molecules of his Infinity like there is no barrier between them. Toji’s calloused fingers find their place against Gojo’s chiselled jaw and forces the latter to lift his face.
“Very well, I don’t know the logic but I like your idea of riling up the two biggest clans,” he pauses to lick his lips in anticipation – “but don’t blame me when you fall to my charms, ended up with you fucked up and abandoned like a little kitten on the streets yet being unable to kill me..”
“EXCEPT, I can. Because I am the strongest, you fucker!” Toji’s reflexes is one second late before Satoru snapped and activates his infinity.
Toji sighs in annoyance because he is pushed back by Satoru’s infinity but his cynical grins never fades as he successfully riles up the Gojo heir. He raises both hands when Satoru emits his cursed energy.
“Okay, okay. You want to marry me so chill the fuck out, Princess! Can’t even handle a teasing from your husband-to-be, eh?”
Satoru gags at his nickname. “We aren’t really going to get married-and-lives happily ever after – No! This is just a contract marriage with several terms and conditions.”
“So it’s a fake marriage.” Toji deadpans, his arms crossed around his torso.
“Fake marriage sounds lame so nope, I like to call it a contract marriage. A relationship with no real strings or feelings attached, once the goals are accomplished is the day we will have a divorce.”
“Okay, whatever you called it...fine by me. It’s not like I want to get attached with you.” Toji cocks his eyebrows and continues, “What’s the T&C?”
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48 hours before the big announcement:
Satoru walks around the shopping gallery at Chiba district and whistles along his strides. Tailing behind him is a constipated Toji whose patience is running low and already at his wits end thanks to a certain pale-head who dragged him to go shopping for their “necessary-wedding-item” which is, a ring. It has been 2 hours – and countless stores, heck, even boutiques they have gone through but none of their designs piqued the interest of the Gojo heir. Meanwhile, Toji is only able to peek at the price tag of one ring that he finds pretty and chokes on his own saliva, his eyes narrows at full six-digits on the tag. How the hell one ring can cost his entire retirement savings?
“Okay~ the binding rule is made! But Toji-san...firstly, we must find a wedding band.”
“Huh?? Shouldn’t you prepared them earlier before proposing to me?”
“I forgot.”
Toji rubs his temple. This brat can’t be serious! After his whole agenda of this fake marriage, out of all things, he forgot to buy a wedding ring? “Even me, who sucks as a parent, didn’t forget to prepare a ring when I proposed to my late wife.”
Satoru chuckles, “Then, let’s don’t waste time here and help me find a suitable ring. For us.”
Toji's smirk drops– For ‘us’ my ass...
Satoru’s eyes lit up beneath his dark sunglasses when he sees Tiffany & Co., just few blocks from where they’re strolling.
“Let’s stop there!”, Toji’s running thoughts is brought to a halt as Satoru hooks one of his arm around his, while pointing at the one jewellery shop that outshines others cue to their unique exterior and the color of the shop is...too blue, like the color of someone’s eyes.
Toji’s eyes narrowed in much distaste at this newly form of privacy invasion.
“Eyyy, why are you making such face? This is what we call P.D.A! You know? P.D.A?” Satoru’s grip on him only get tighter the more he struggles to break free from this unnecessary skinship. Toji’s scowl deepens as he is dragged – literally dragged! – by a babbling Satoru;
“This is Tiffany&Co we’re talking about! Gorilla from ice age like you wouldn’t know the hype, it’s THE Tiffany & Co.! – High class jewellery made from a highly skilled craftsmen...bla,bla,bla...”
All his blabbers falls through deaf ears, since he has already lost track of time and lost count on how many words Satoru uttered since they’re out of the domain. He talks too much it’s annoying.
Toji tries to kick Satoru on the ass when the brat is too busy looking at the details, only for his foot to stop midway by a thin layer of Satoru's infinity. He clicks his tongue in irritation when the brat turns his head towards him just to grin mischievously at his failed attempts. “Haven’t we seen enough? Why is it so damn difficult for you? Just choose one and we’re done for the day, brat!”
Satoru huffs, his cheeks puffed out and pink lips protrudes in a strangely cute ways. “Darling ~ haven’t I said to you that you can’t call me that in public. Remember? Rule no. 1”
“Rule #1: Never calls each other by ill names when in public. Instead, we should go by – darling, dear, honey – or whatever sounds sweet enough to rot those singles’ ears.”
Toji is cornered. Both by the brat’s horribly cute acting and his dumb rule to this play pretend of theirs! Toji counts one to ten inside his head, trying not to kill everyone here including his annoying Spouse-To-Be, and flashes the fakest smile he can muster, a smile so sweet they can melt the ice on top of Mount Fuji! Toji’s eyes catches on how several shopkeepers there staggers on their knees with just a glance of his smile alone. Which, boosts more of his confidence to backfires the brat.
He took one ring, in the shiniest golden he has ever seen and slides the magnificent piece into Satoru’s ring finger though, not stopping there, Toji places a soft kiss on his fingers earning an “Awww” from the workers behind. Toji finds his reaction amusing and priceless as he switches glance between Toji and the golden ring adorning his beautiful finger.
The ring Toji picks is not just a plain beautiful crafts. The ring is made with at least 18k gold however, what made the ring stands out the most is its circle cut aquamarine center within a marquise-cut floral cluster surrounded with brilliant diamonds enhanced the appearance of this pure masterpiece. Finally!
“We’ll take this!” Toji chokes on his spit thanks to Satoru’s abrupt change of outcomes. He doesn’t expect the albino to take his joke seriously and in positive way!
“Wai – you can’t be serious! That costs about half a million y –“ Toji’s arguments is cut short as Satoru shoves his ringed finger against Toji’s million dollar nose.
“This! For once, your primitive brain cells has the exact right taste in artisanal jewellery. I will call it a truce for today.” Satoru pauses as his eyes catch something similar to the ones he is wearing now but in jade green. “Hold on, missus ~ can I get that green one, the same design as this for my darling fiancée?”
The sales assistant is more than happy to help them. “Of course, these two rings are made for pair. A masterpiece of Jean Schlumberger who crafted this with the rarest gemstone available hence they’re Limited Edition.”
Satoru hums. “Okay, cut the details and take my card.” He says while casually swipes his black card like he’s just doing a grocery shopping and that lefts Toji another moment to get dumbstruck with how crazy rich Gojo Satoru is! Satoru seems to notice this and plays his right hand into it as he sneaks to whisper into Toji’s ear,
“Since my darling is looking handsome today, Daddy’s gonna spoil my only baby with luxurious gifts. Let’s go, we should find some fancy clothes to ‘seek for blessings’ from our parents”
He snickers upon Toji side-eyeing him and lefts. Toji storms after him. “Just because you have that little bit amount of money doesn’t make you a Daddy, Satoru!! Come here, let’s brawl in bed instead, you fucker!”
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36 hours before the big announcement..
Toji twiddles the shiny wedding ring on his finger while keeping his facial expression neutral in front of two elderly Gojos who obviously can’t hide the scorn and distaste on their face. He would like to stare at the tatami cushion instead of looking straight into their eyes.
“Satoru, it’s okay if you are into men but can’t you find someone else better than him to settle down with?”, is what his mom comments while eyes scanning Toji from head to toe. Toji swears, he is not anxious, just horny. Jokes aside, Satoru’s mom albeit snarky, she is a beauty Toji can have her as a side-chick. Too bad he is marrying her Goddamn of a son and he’s not into incest, thank you very much!
Satoru laughs mockingly at his mother’s statement. “Why not? He’s a Zen’in and didn’t we planned to put an end for the conflict with both clans? That’s why I married Toji, and aren’t we perfect together, darling♡?” Cue to the pet names, Toji throws away all his dignity and immediately plays the role of a ‘Perfect Husband’ to Satoru, while the latter leans his head on his shoulder, Toji acts smooth by linking their arms together and kiss the crown of Satoru’s head. The two Gojo pairs gags.
“Sure, sweetheart. I am the happiest man on earth – when I finally get to kill you while you asleep with me”, but the last sentences he keeps it inside his head and glances at Satoru who is blushing madly behind his big-ass shade. Huh?
“He is just the black sheep of Zen’in clan without any cursed power, do you think he is worth to keep the peace and balance of both clans?” his father says as he banging the tea table with his fist. The teacup set on his chabudai clanking. “As your father, I didn’t approve!”
“Ah, you seemed to forget that I didn’t come here to seek approval but to announce our marriage. We already registered our marriage though. Here, if you want proof.” Satoru tosses the envelope with their marriage certificate inside, it is forged though. His parents’ eyes widen.
“I swear, Satoru...if you’re using this marriage as a revenge because you despise us...”
Satoru stands up abruptly from his tatami cushion, which startles both his parents and Toji follows suit. His hands still gripping the taller ones tightly. “I know this is sudden but please reconsider our marriage can bring benefits to both clans. And...we both are already in love we don’t ever think of getting divorce soon.” A big fat lie, what a smooth liar Toji thinks. He desperately wants to bite off Satoru’s tongue and exposed him right in front of his parents. Yet, he tries to endure and keep the ‘loving husband’ façade since he has things he needs to accomplish too.
“Then, shall we go? Excuse us.” Satoru bows to his parents, followed by Toji before them both scurrying out to avoid another unnecessary talks. Once they’re out of spotlight, Satoru immediately pulls his hand away from Toji’s grip.
“Eww...your sweaty palm is getting on me too. Ewww..” He complains, wiping his hands with a tissue from his pocket. Toji feels offended at that. He in fact is not that sweaty, Satoru is just being dramatic!
“Heh...so no more ‘we are so in love with each other’ now Satoru? Where did my sweet wife gone? Hmmn?” Toji grins as he tries to poke more of Satoru’s nerves.
“Stop it, I wanna puke. I already hate myself for saying that kind of line, I have to practice reciting those lines 100 times even in my sleep to deliver them smoothly on today’s occasion.” He explains, Toji hums in enthusiasm before his eyes glimmers, ready to throw out his dirty jokes.
“How cute, you even declares your love for me even while you sleep, Satoru. Such romantic guy make my heart beat faster...I can’t wait for our first night together, my dear. You screaming my name and your undeniable love to me, while I spread your pretty legs and pound you into oblivion –“ Thanks to his extremely fast reflex, Toji quickly jumps into Satoru’s Mercedes-Benz (his family car because he doesn’t drive for fucks sake) when the white-haired guy throws his shoe at him in retaliation for his vulgar remarks. His whole body blushes and oh, what a sight to remember! Toji thinks.
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Present day...
Principal Gakuganji falls from his chair with a loud thud as soon as he recognises the face and the familiar name. Cold sweats dripping out from his pores. He stares at the huge, black-clad figures in front of him with horrified expressions. “Y...youu....how on Earth you’re still alive?!”
Before Satoru speaks, Yaga storms in. “SATORU! Don’t say you ignored the whole jujutsu society’s order and spared this man’s life instead? Was being inside Prison Realm make you go insane??”
For once, Satoru is unable to multitasking nor controls the crowd because his Six Eyes catches a glimpse of Megumi, his precious treasure, is frozen still on the floor upon making an eye contact with his own father. Well, the other students’ reaction too, are out of control.
“Th – that’s Fushiguro-kun’s biological dad?!”
“Unbelievable! Fushiguro, your dad is damn hot! Can I call him daddy too?”
Toji’s whole appearance causes a ridiculous amount of uproar in Jujutsu High. Fortunately, someone isn’t happy with this event. Maki slams the back of her cursed spear into the ground, accentuates the tool’s cursed energy at its pole so the sounds of it reverberates across the hall. That seems to work as the ruckus died down immediately.
Maki walks towards Toji with a rushed footsteps until she is about one foot closer to stare at his cold, emerald eyes and...wait, Toji’s hunch is telling him that this girl is definitely checking him out because Maki’s eyes suddenly glimmers with excitement.
“Wow, this is fuckin amazing!”, she squeals. “So you are my long lost uncle. The legendary Zen’in Toji, the pioneer of Heavenly Restrictions! I am the same as you, my name’s Maki. Nice to meet you. Looking forward for our sparring session later, that is, if you wanted too!”
Toji slowly blinks at the sudden praise, definitely is at loss of words because he’s not used to younger generation like her, looking up at him so he just mutters a small thanks while blushes hard. But then, Satoru’s maniacal laugh at the back made his blood boil in rage.
“Oh~ what a sight! I have no idea you’re a softie, darling! Ahhahahahaha”
That’s it! He grabs Maki’s spear and throws it at Satoru, fully knowing that it won’t cut through him either way.
He yells on top of his lungs ,“DIE, YOU DAMN BRATTT!!!!”.
There goes their ‘Rule #1’ ...
Fortunately for Megumi, he’s sound asleep by the time an uproar ensues caused by none other than his own – long lost, died and suddenly reborn – father and new stepfather.
Tbc ~¤♡