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It’s spring, the start of class and the beginning of a new chapter for some people, and some people is Gojo Satoru, unlike most of his colleagues his age who are just entering university to finish their degree, Gojo along with Shoko had skipped a couple of years to graduate early in their batch. Shoko cheated in medical school using her Reversed Curse Technique to pass as a doctor while Gojo used his six eyes and limitless not to mention his innate skill of being good at anything he tries earned him recognition as a genius in the university, so it wasn’t surprising when Suguru who opt not to enroll in university and instead trained to be a monk and founded a cult in honor of Riko Amanai- found out his best friend and girlfriend were graduating earlier than expected. He was ecstatic of course, and proud as well like how his former teacher, Principal Yaga was silently proud that his menace of a litter (Him, Satoru, and Shoko) was becoming a proud member of the working society- the jujutsu society as teachers and mentors-but still a menace.
Suguru, who had the freest time as the leader of his cult, decidedly to throw them a belated graduation party inviting all their colleagues and some close relatives. It was rather a small get-together of close friends they’ve lived with for the past 3-6 years and everyone knew anyone until a brown-eyed teenage girl who’s barely in her 20s came wearing a simple yet cute teel-colored Kimono with a variation of flower-as-its pattern with a red hakama skirt and a 2-inch brown leather boots. Her hair was cut in a Hime-cut and tied in a half updo like Suguru’s except it wasn’t done in a bun and was delicately adorned by a big white ribbon. Suguru and Shoko upon seeing the unexpected guest looked confused as to who this young lady was and why she was there. They were about to question her when Principal Yaga welcomed her instead.
“Ahh, Utahime-san. Welcome,” Principal Yaga’s voice boomed making the couple look back at their former teacher as the young girl bowed to the principal, thanking him for inviting her over.
“. . . Utahime?” Suguru mumbled trying to recall where he had heard that name before, however, even before he could remember her Shoko’s eyes spark with recollection.
“Oh, I remember you” Shoko started smiling softly at the cute girl in front of her “You’re that little Iori- girl we saved from the cursed house,” she then looked back at Suguru helping him jog his memory
“Remember? When we were sent to help Mei Mei after she was sent on a mission and was gone with no news for 2 days”
“Huh?” Suguru tilted his head in confusion, still unable to recall anything until Shoko shook her head sighing “The curtain? When Gojo forgot to use the curtain, ring a bell?”
“Oh!” Suddenly Suguru remembers blinking at the memory of a weak young girl trapped under rubble after Gojo used his Blue, he sheepishly smiled at their young guest, scratching at his cheeks awkwardly.
“So, you’re that Iori Utahime, we rescued years ago. Sorry, it’s been ages since we last saw you” Suguru apologized bowing to her politely “you’ve grown into a fine woman Iori-san that I couldn’t recognize you.”
“Oh! It’s alright, I understand and please just call me Utahime” Iori said bowing to both in return “I mean it’s been years and I wasn’t able to thank you properly back then since I have to return immediately to my family” she bowed to them both again in a more formal manner before handling them both a gift bag. Unsure what to do with the gift bags they received, Iori politely told them it was her family’s gift for saving her back then and their congratulatory gift for their graduation.
“Aww~ you shouldn’t have” Shoko squealed, reaching to hug the teen girl “You’re so sweet!” Shoko said, deciding that she likes her enough to be her best girlfriend. Smothering her with affection she seldomly shows to anyone “Why haven’t I met you earlier? If I have, I wouldn’t be alone with that trash” she said pointedly to Suguru who only chuckled at her, making Utahime also chuckle but in a more demure manner.
“Then, I guess this is for Satoru,” Suguru said pointing to the other gift bag he was given. He assumed it was for his best friend since he didn’t graduate “I’ll hand it over to him once I see him-“
However, he was politely cut off by Iori
“Uhm, that one is for you, Geto-san, as a thank-you gift” she explained. Suguru was quiet for a second before he felt himself blushing a little- happy that someone thought of him as well and appreciated his little work.
“Oh,” he smiled scratching his cheeks again “thank you” he added before resuming to his usual self a polite charming cult leader. He kind of sees why Shoko was quick to befriend their new acquaintance. Iori Utahime is polite, nice, sweet- and cute! Yes, he’ll admit she’s cute and Shoko wouldn’t be mad about him calling another girl other than her cute- she said so herself, Utahime is cute.
They chatted for a while getting to know each other more until the shoji door slid open with a loud thud, revealing an overly excited Gojo Satoru
“ALL RIGHT! GOJO “THE LIFE OF THE PARTY” SATORU HAS ARRIVED, LET’S START THIS PAR-Ehh?”
Suddenly, Satoru halted, his overly excited energy fizzing out as his cerulean eyes locked on the young female between his best friends. He blinked a couple of times not believing who he was seeing, unaware that everyone in the room was looking at him weirdly. He was pulled out of his trance when Suguru finally shook him, bringing him back his focus at them- at her
“Satoru, you alright?” Suguru asked, clearly concerned for his friend while Shoko raised an eyebrow at him ready to heal him when Gojo spoke
“Hime, what are you doing here?! I thought we’d meet next week?”
“Hime?!” his best friends said in unison. Suguru and Shoko looked at one another after hearing their bratty friend call someone so endearingly. Something that they never hear from Gojo’s dirty-uncensored mouth. It raised their brows, questions floating in their mind, wondering since when did Gojo become close to her? Both of them looked back at the girl in between them- Hime as Gojo called her, noticing the faint shade of pink slowly crawling on her smooth porcelain skin
“S-surprise!. . .? Yaga-sensei asked me to come”
“Oh”
“Huh?!” Both Suguru and Shoko said in sync once again before they heard their teacher chuckle in the background clearly enjoying the scene unfold in front of him.
“Iori-san, you know that bastard?” Shoko said pointing to Satoru
“Hey! That’s rude to refer to your friend, Shoko” Satoru protested, pouting at her before Suguru also joined in as well “W-wait, how’d you become close to that trash?”
“Wow! The nerve of this guy!” Satoru gritted his teeth “Are you really my friends? Way to go ruin my image guys!” He clicked his tongue before walking towards them and reaching out his hand for Iori to take which she shyly took and walked beside him surprising his best friends even more at how familiar the two of them act around each other.
“We just can’t believe you know each other” Suguru said
“And so close and familiar with each other. . . it doesn’t make sense, you’re a brat as far as we remember, Gojo” Shoko supplied raising an eyebrow at her friend’s gesture towards their guest. “You’re never this. . .this gentle with someone.”
Satoru in return rolled his eyes back at them, blowing raspberries “Of course I would, she’s my wife.”
“Oh, you’re wife” Suguru and Shoko nodded their head in understanding until they realized what Gojo had just said
“Your wife?!”
And as if to prove his claim, Suguru and Shoko watched as Utahime reintroduced herself to them
“It’s a pleasure to meet you again, I’m Gojo Utahime, thank you for taking care of my husband and being his friends, Ieri-san, Geto-san” She bowed to them both politely- the exact opposite of Gojo before she stood in her full height and continued “I hope he didn’t cause too much trouble for both of you.”
Flashback
(He was only twelve and she was ten when they first met at their family shrine on the eve before New Year’s Day. A custom the Gojo clan had long since practiced back in the Heian era to receive the blessing of their friend from the Iori Clan. It was nothing special to say the least, just some incantations, prayers, and dances offered to the Gods to bless his clan, however, something was different this year when the Miko’s finally danced. Gojo knew- no he was sure that the dances, incantations, and prayers the Iori clan offered weren’t merely simple blessings- he felt it, saw it radiate to one little girl dancing on stage instead of her mother. She was graceful, joyous, and thoroughly enjoying what she was doing so much so that her emotions bled out to her curse technique as she amplified his powers giving him strength but more so uplifting his spirits as if purifying him from the negative energy he had accumulated this year. It was a surprise to him, even to his family, that he found himself staying watching the whole dance until it was over. After the dance, Gojo vanished for a couple of minutes raising panic for his clan when they couldn’t find him, the Iori’s too had cold sweat drip from their backs when their young child also went missing, however, everyone calmed down once they discovered that the two children under the torii gate happily talking, Utahime with a carefree smile and Gojo with eyes full adoration for once.
Years and years passed both of them grew socially and physically but despite this, his feelings of adoration for her also grew, Gojo always made sure to visit the Iori clan’s shrine hoping to glimpse at her and feel her purifying-like curse technique after missions after missions, however, whenever he visited, the members of the Iori clan would often tell him Utahime wasn’t around or that she was undergoing training to be a Guuji, he didn’t thought much of it believing that Utahime wants to continue her family tradition not until he accidentally rescued her along with Mei Mei. He had not expected to see her nonetheless be one of the people he had to rescue- she was only 15 and he was turning 18 back then, what was she doing assisting Mei Mei on a mission?
He soon found out the real reason why she was there, why Mei Mei was with her when she wasn’t supposed to, and why whenever he visited, she was often away- her clan, the Iori clan had been hiding her. At first, Gojo didn’t understand until her mother explained it to him when he forced his way to be included in the meeting with Principal Yaga.
As the situation entails, Utahime possessed a rare valuable cursed technique the ‘Solo Kinku’ that many covet to further strengthen themselves. It was one of the reasons why the Gojo clan often visited the Iori clan, it was to fulfill the promise of protection and to support one another their clans had made centuries ago- He learned, they weren’t just visiting to be blessed but were rather showing that they are protecting the Iori clan unless the other clans wished for the Gojo clan to start a war. However, the protection the Gojo clan offers can no longer last seeing that despite hiring Mei Mei as the bodyguard, the other clans even the higher ups were brave enough to attempt kidnapping Utahime to monopolize her curse technique for their own. He was aghast at how low the clans and other members of the higher up would do just to get more power. It irritated him, a flick of anger boiling inside of him at the realization of what Utahime must go through, however, the sense of protecting her overwhelmed his anger more enabling him to calm himself and his curse energy that he let out because of his anger. Once he was calm enough to listen to anyone, Gojo found the Iori matriarch begging him to protect Utahime from other clans and far away from the clutches of the Higher-ups by turning her into a Gojo. At first, Gojo didn’t understand what the Iori matriarch was telling him to make Utahime a Gojo until it clicked leaving him stammering for the first time in his life. He couldn’t just say yes even if he wanted to. Utahime was involved, she had a say in this arrangement as much as he did, however, it surprised him when Utahime readily agreed with their arranged marriage, as if it didn’t bother her.
It did bother her, more than she lets on, she admitted a few days before their marriage, however, she had told him that she was at least glad she was getting married to him because she trusted him more than anyone else to keep her safe- not because he was a Gojo who needed to protect her, not because he was the strongest because of his six eyes and limitless, it was because he was the oniisan Gojo Satoru that always kept his promise to her ever since they were kids. Hearing Utahime confess what he is in her life made him realize that he didn’t simply adore her but loved her even before he knew. Him being gentle with her more than anyone, making sure she was fine, being overly protective with her, and sometimes even getting jealous when she didn't notice him it all made sense to him now.
He also confessed that same day, finally realizing after all these years when they first met the night before New Year’s Day that he loved her and would continue to love her until his last breath.
So much so, that when Gojo found out that Utahime wanted to try going to a high school like him since she had been homeschooled throughout her life, it further solidified his resolve to be a teacher to find better smart comrades to change the Jujutsu Society for the younger generation and also to make his wife’s wish a reality)
End of Flashback
“See, I told you she’s, my wife!” Gojo proudly said pulling Utahime closer to him by her waist before showing his ring finger adorned with a silver wedding band leaving his friends truly speechless.
“S-since when?” Suguru managed to find his voice but still stunned that his best friend was already married without any of them knowing- well except from their former teacher since he was the one who invited Utahime in the first place.
The married couple looked at one another before nodding in unison- again they were so familiar with one another, Shoko observed
“About, a year ago after Hime turned 18” Satoru answered for them
“Wait, you mean. . . “ This time it was Shoko who probed the question
“Yup!” Satoru said popping the ‘p’ “I’ve been a married man for almost a year now” he grinned, suddenly kissing his wife on the cheek in a show of his affection for her
“Gojo-san!” Utahime half screamed half whispered to him
“And I wouldn’t have it in any way” he added ignoring her indignation “Now, then, since my wife came all the way to surprise me on my graduation. You wouldn’t mind if we run away and make-out-Ouch!“
“Shut up” Utahime whispered to him full of anger after she pulled his ear down, her polite calm demeanor gone replaced with her hot, short temper. Well, they couldn’t blame her. Satoru is a cause for hypertension that’s why they couldn’t believe someone would willingly marry their friend.
“Hime so aggressive~” Gojo jokingly said making Utahime glare at him even further “If you want to manhandle me, you have to wait until we’re alone, you know”
“I’m not manhandling you!”
“Uh-hu, yes you are”
“Nuh-uh!”
“Uh-hu!”
The couple continued to argue like elementary kids, not backing down from one another until Gojo had enough and simply whisked her off of her feet in a bridal carry to silence her
“Gojo-san, put me down!” Utahime screeched, face red with embarrassment but Gojo just laughed at her, shaking his head from side to side to say no “I don’t wanna, didn’t you say you loved it whenever I carry you like this in our home?” he said further embarrassing Utahime in front of his friend
“You-!”
“Alright, that’s enough” Principal Yaga finally spoke after watching the shenanigans in front of him “Satoru, enough with your games, if you want to be with your wife alone just go, don’t embarrass her, you might regret it later”
“Aww, you saw through my plan sensei” Gojo cheekily said before hoisting Utahime further into his arms like she weighed nothing to him, the action made Utahime instinctively wrap her arms around his neck, leaning her head on his shoulder like she often does in the privacy of their home, forgetting they were still in the presence of others
“Anyway, don’t want to be a party pooper but I’ve got my wife, let’s catch up later yeah?” and even before they could get a word out. Gojo and Utahime vanished into thin air.
Within seconds, Utahime found herself in another place or rather in another house- it was spacious with floor-to-ceiling windows on one side overlooking the busy city life of Tokyo a sofa in the center while on the other side was an open kitchen and dining. She blinked once, twice trying to memorize the place she was currently at before she felt herself being placed down on her feet, yet a warm hand remained on her waist guiding her carefully into the house.
“I-is this where you live?” she asked looking from her left and right before finally looking at him, it was totally different from her traditional Japanese home in the Iori clan and more so at their main house in the Gojo estate
“Yup” Gojo quipped before adding “You’ll also be living here now,” taking her hand in his and brushing his thumb over her hand gently looking at her adoringly “also, before school starts, so you can get used to your new life here” he took her hand again and kissed it smiling when he notice the blush making its way on her skin “ and after you finished Highschool. . . this will be our home”
“Our. . . home as in. . . only us?” Utahime gently probed, a faint shy smile on her face as she looked back at him and Gojo couldn’t help but blush as well when she smiled at him lovingly. It wasn’t every day that you get to marry the person you like and he’s just so glad he got to marry Utahime though in the most unromantic way that’s why he plans to show her his affection for her. Be it from the dramas she watches to the Josei mangas she secretly reads, he’ll do dose cliché, corny lines for her if it meant she’d be happy with him- he’d make her happy he promised her way before they were arranged to marry one another, years ago before Utahime knew him as Gojo Satoru the strongest and merely just a beautiful Oniisan who visited their shrine when they were kids.
“Yeah. . only us” he replied in his husky voice “like you always wanted”
“I. . Thank you Satoru-san” she murmured looking him over her full long eyelash before biting her cheeks and shyly returning the kiss on his cheeks.
“You miss the spot, Hime” Gojo pouted and pointed to his lips. Contrary to her reserved disposition of public display of affection a while ago, Utahime didn’t shy away this time to kiss Gojo pulling him even further to her to deepen their kiss and letting out soft moans when her husband probed her mouth with his tongue. Marking every nook and cranny of her mouth before finally pulling away from her- mouth puffy and red from their kissing.
“God, I didn’t expect to see you back there” Gojo sighed in relief leaning his forehead against her “You really surprised me”
Utahime in return, giggled caressing his face with her small hand and enjoying the warmth she felt made by his blushing face “I wanted to surprise you” she reasoned “Principal Yaga told me, they’ll be throwing a graduation party for you and Ieri-san and invited me. . . should I not come?”
“No. . . no, it’s good you came,” he said kissing her temple in return “I wanted to celebrate it with you, but you said you couldn’t when I asked last time, I was kind of sad when you turned down my invitation”
“Were you?” Utahime curiously asked blinking at her husband innocently
“Yes! I was so sad that I could drink my tea without sugar, do you know how serious that was, Hime~” he huffed nuzzling his head over her nape before mumbling “You’re unfair, you’re always playing with my feelings for you”
“Tsk! I don’t play with your feelings” Utahime clicked her tongue but didn’t push him away and instead started petting his soft fluffy hair. A moment of silence passed by them until Utahime began speaking
“I’m sorry” she started “I wanted to surprise you at the party, I didn’t know it would make you sad when I turned down your invitation. I’ll try to do better next time. . . will you forgive me. . . danna-sama?”
Utahime suddenly squeaked, her hands flying to Gojo’s shoulder holding her for dear life as he lifted her once again and carried her to what looked like a master’s bedroom at the end of the hallway, her breath hitched when she felt him squeeze her butt cheeks above her hakama skirt, even with the layers covering her from him, she still blushed at the implications of Gojo’s action and she couldn’t help but feel a bit excited.
Having been married for almost a year and living apart most of the time, mainly because Gojo was still studying at university to be a teacher, while she was still being homeschooled by her family- afraid and paranoid that the other clans and higher would do something to her if given a chance. If they were given to be alone together, it was often within their family estate where anyone could see them, something that Gojo finds annoying since he knows he is more than capable of protecting Utahime, isn’t he the strongest?
So, when the chance that he could graduate early in university presented itself, Gojo didn’t hesitate to take it so they could be together.
Gently, Gojo placed Utahime down on their bed, admiring the view of her lying down and looking at him with her dazed brown eyes and puffy red lips, she was his- all his finally. Dazed himself, he didn’t notice his hand moving on its own to gently cradle Utahime’s small face.
“Danna-sama. . .”
Hearing her call him that again snapped something inside of him and before the two of them could make heads of what they were doing both of them were already fumbling with each other’s bodies, wanting to touch one another, taste one another, and feel one another.
Utahime purred after feeling the hard planes of muscle her husband was hiding in his oversize clothes, she continued caressing him until she found his nipple. At first, she only rubbed it out of instinct unaware that she was slowly arousing her husband, groaning, and panting above her. One look at his disheveled face Utahime couldn’t help but feel aroused as well when she saw how much Gojo was fighting himself not to pounce on her, gripping the sheet just above her head. Just imagining what her husband would do, what he would feel inside her made her wet.
“does it feel good danna-sama?” She asked half in mind to tease him and see what Gojo would do, while the other half of her conscious wanted to know if he was enjoying himself with her.
“Shit, Hime, you’re gonna kill me if you keep calling me that” Gojo spoke, kissing her again before he continued “I have half a mind to fuck you all night and get you pregnant, but I don’t want that. . . I made a promise to you that you’ll get to enjoy high school first, enjoy being your person before being my wife, Hime”
“T-then, should we stop . . .?”
“No!” Gojo whispered a scream, eyes clearing for a moment at the notion of them stopping. He lowered his lips down to her neck and began leaving kisses that he then began sucking and biting a little punishment for his wife for even thinking to stop and leave him hard.
“I don’t want to stop” he breathed, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent of lavender before he looked up at her with a sweet smile “Unless you want to, I won’t force you”
The room became silent as the two of them looked at one another, waiting for the other to speak, observing the other until finally, Utahime sighed a smile on her blushing face
“I don’t want us to stop as well but. . . what will you do?”
At her question, Gojo couldn’t help but let out his wolfish grin as he slowly and carefully unravels the ribbon of her hakama skirt, peeling it away from her body as he also started unfastening her obi to loosen her kimono and peeling it gently away from her skin. He licked his lips when he saw what she was wearing underneath- a sexy blue laced bra and panty the same shade as his eyes that barely covered her sensitive parts. He cupped one of her breasts and watched as she shuddered under his touch.
“. . . danna-sama. .?” he heard her moan calling him, asking him once more what he would do
“Don’t worry, love. I can think of many ways not to knock you up until you graduate high school.”