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It’s 1 am when Uraume gets a call.
Fumbling for their phone, they squint at the display that says ‘Annoying Cat’. Ah, it’s Gojo.
“What do you want, Gojo?” They’re aware that they sound terrible right now, but Toji’s been out on a job for a week now, and with both Megumi and Tsumiki gone away for school, the house feels awfully empty.
There are dorms for the teachers at Jujutsu High, but frankly, they suck. There’s no air conditioning and it takes them fifteen minutes by car to get to the nearest convenience store. No wonder those three skipped school so often back then.
“Heyyyyyyy~ Just calling to tell you that Megumi’s in the hospital!” Gojo’s voice is way too cheerful for an one AM call.
“Again? This is the third time in two weeks, Gojo. Are you actually taking care of your students?” Uraume says, stifling a yawn.
“Don’t be like that~ He got a new classmate out of this, y’know! Anyways, we’ll be heading back to Tokyo in a couple of days! See ya!”
Click.
Finally, peace and quiet.
Uraume sets their phone down on the bedside table and closes their eyes. They are this close to drifting off to sleep before Gojo’s words hit them like a truck, and they sit up instantly, all traces of sleep gone.
Hold on, what was that about a new classmate?
1
Of course it’s Itadori Yuuji.
Of fucking course.
Uraume suppresses the urge to sigh, and instead just rubs their temple tiredly. It’s a four hour drive from Tokyo to Sendai, and they had to do all this on three hours of sleep, only just making it to Sendai at seven AM.
“You were unsupervised for three days, and you managed to find Sukuna’s vessel.”
“Who’s Sukuna?” Yuuji asks.
“Suk-on deez nuts!” Gojo yells. Megumi facepalms and tries to walk away from them, but Gojo drags him back by the collar of his uniform. Uraume shoots him a glare before they start explaining.
“Sukuna is the King of Curses, an imaginary god with four arms, four eyes and two mouths. He lived over a thousand years ago during the Heian Period.” they tell Yuuji. “And now, he is incarnated in you because you ate his finger.”
It’s more complicated than that, but…
The binding vow within Uraume thrums threateningly, like a vice grip around their heart.
I can’t say anything, but Sukuna is perceptive. He’ll know there’s more that I can’t say.
A mouth opens on Yuuji’s cheek, and his hand reaches out for Uraume on its own. Uraume’s heart flutters.
“Uraume.”
“It’s been a while, Lord Su- please don’t touch me, I don’t want Kenjaku germs.”
“What?” “What?” Sukuna and Yuuji both speak at the same time.
“Oh, right. I never told anyone about how Kenjaku white splashed for the black flash. How he went up and down so Yuuji could go left right goodnight.”
Upon hearing this, Gojo snorts, then tries and fails to disguise it as a cough- and that’s when he chokes and starts coughing for real. Uraume doesn’t even spare him a glance.
“What are you talking about?” Megumi finally has enough and snaps.
After Uraume explains, Sukuna’s mouth disappears. Yuuji’s face scrunches up.
“So uh, what was that about my mom?”
2
“So why didn’t you tell anyone about the whole…” Gojo gestures to his head, then points at Yuuji. Uraume stares at him.
“You didn’t ask?”
“… yeah, that’s on me. I forgot getting answers out of you is like pulling teeth.” Gojo says.
They watch the new first years (well, more like Yuuji and Nobara) squabble over the wagashi Uraume bought. Megumi just grabbed a singular red bean mochi and sat on the sidelines, resolutely not getting involved in this mess.
“You still have the Prison Realm, right?” Gojo asks.
“Mhm. It’s somewhere safe. Far away from him.” Uraume answers, taking a bite out of their own cream filled mochi.
“Good, good…”
Everything should be going well.
But why do they still have a bad feeling about the upcoming plot?
3
“Now watch closely, kids! This is how you exorcise a curse.” Gojo says as the three first years are gathered at Eishu Juvenile Detention Center.
“This bitch empty!”
Cursed energy converges in the palm of his hands, the bright red glare burning like a miniature star.
“YEET.”
The resulting blast destroys half the facility (and with it, the special grade curse.)
“Thank god Ichiji-san remembered to set up a curtain.” Megumi says under his breath as Gojo teleports away, coming back with one of Sukuna’s fingers.
“Finger acquired! Now who wants sushi?”
“Me!!!” Nobara and Yuuji both yell.
4
[Discussion] Tokyo JJT’s Cryptid?
OP Algodonite (Grade Two Sorcerer)
Like, I think we all know about Tokyo JJT’s resident cryptid (I'm not naming names cuz i don't know if they're on the forums or not). But what is up with them?
This stemmed from me looking through past documents and I found a picture from 2006. That Person (will be henceforth referred to as Ui) looks exactly the same. Like, down to the hair. Now I know how people can look vastly younger or older than their ages (looking at mr 5, mr 73 and mr 12 here. especially at mr 5.) but Ui literally doesn’t look like they’ve aged a single day.
This got me thinking more about Ui. All I know is that Ui is married (?), has kids, and is a grade one sorcerer. They’ve been teaching since 2006, at the earliest. But I’ve never found any other documents! It’s like they just appeared out of thin air.
So what's up with Ui?
[1] hirato_cam (Grade One Sorcerer)
op must be from kyoto smh, cuz we at tokyo know a lot more abt Ui.
one, their 2 kids are also sorcerers (and im sorry if they ever find this post lol)
two, their partner is really hot. idk what Ui’s whole deal is and i dont care, Ui has good taste.
[2] dogwood521 (Grade Three Sorcerer)
are you talking about FT??? cuz hot Damn ur so right. Ui has super good taste in men, at least in looks. ive heard that FT is a bastard (personality wise) tho.
[3] FuyukiUri (Grade One Sorcerer)
smh, mr 5 is still the hottest guy from tokyo jjt
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[9] Citrine_Carnation (Grade One Sorcerer)
Maybe they’re secretly an immortal sorcerer. Who knows?
[10] 127396 (Special Grade Sorcerer)
OP, if you are still interested in the cryptid-ness of Ui, may I direct you to the library in Tokyo JJT? There’s a book there that may interest you. Check behind the bottom shelf of the section on the Meiji Period. The book has a pink bookmark in it.
[11] OP Algodonite (Grade Two Sorcerer)
i have a free day with no missions, so i'm going there rn. will update this post later
[12] Green_Waves (Grade Four Sorcerer)
um, im new here, but why are we just ignoring the special grade account??? there are 3 special grades and this is so obviously not Gojo or Tsukumo.. yknow?
[13] summer_solstice (Grade Two Sorcerer)
well its not like any of us can do anything about him. the higher ups dont use this forum anyways so like, just treat him as u would any other sorcerer on here.
even if u meet him on a mission, as long as u dont provoke him or attack first, he generally will just let u leave without a fight. honestly, hes much better than the rumours make him out to be lol
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[23] OP Algodonite (Grade Two Sorcerer)
Hey Mr @127396, Mr special grade curse user, why did you direct me to a book on the Taishō era?
[24] OP Algodonite (Grade Two Sorcerer)
NEVERMIND I KNOW NOW. HOLY SHIT.
[25] Admin: Malevolent_Shrine (Grade One Sorcerer)
Geto you motherfucker, I thought all copies of that book were destroyed.
[26] 127396 (Special Grade Sorcerer)
:p I lied.
[This thread has been locked by Admin: Malevolent_Shrine]
5
It’s a quiet day until Gojo bursts into the staff room. Normally, this wouldn’t be an abnormal sight, but considering the fact that he was supposed to be on a mission in Okinawa, this is pretty abnormal.
“Guess what?”
“Your favourite brand of daifuku got discontinued?”
“No! Ugh, Shoko, you're so mean!” Gojo pouts, flipping his non-existent long hair. Uraume takes one look at his raised up left hand and looks away with an eye roll.
Only a blind man could ignore the sparkly ring on his left middle finger. With purple gemstones encrusted on the infinity symbol, it’s clear that Geto was the one who proposed. Gojo would have picked a big, sparkly diamond ring of sorts for a proposal.
“Ten years, and you’re only getting engaged now?” Nanami asks.
“Hey, we were both busy! Anyways, look at my ring! It matches my Suguboo’s eyes!” Gojo exclaims.
“Uh huh.” Ieiri stares at him, then at the stack of unfiled, unfinished reports on her desk.
“You guys should have seen the proposal, it was sooo romantic!” Gojo gushes on and on about how Geto was so sweet, how he had proposed on the beach with a bouquet of white and blue roses, how he had bought him boxes of sweets…
This goes on for an hour. A whole hour.
By the end of it, only Haibara is actually listening to him. Ieiri is only half paying attention as she fills in yet another medical report, Nanami tunes him out with practised ease, while Toji (who just walked in) makes a retching sound and immediately drags Uraume out of the staff room.
“I think they might make me homophobic.” he whispers to Uraume, who nearly spits out their water at that.
6
“Good morning, class.” Uraume says as they walk into the first years’ classroom.
One, two, three, four students. Good, they’re all present.
Wait. One Yuuji, one Megumi, one Nobara. Who’s this Yuuta-looking one?
“Excuse me.” Uraume places their notes down on the teacher’s desk and leaves.
“Gojo! Why have the first years multiplied?” They storm into the staff room, but there’s no sign of that bright white mop of hair anywhere.
“Oh, are you looking for Gojo-san? He’s on a mission!” Haibara says, looking up from where Ieiri is painting his nails with an eye-searing hot pink nail polish.
“What mission?”
“Dunno. But if you’re asking about the new first year, that’s actually Nanamin’s fault!”
Uraume sighs and reaches for the headache medicine.
7
“Heard you found someone.” Uraume whirls around to see Yuuji- no, Sukuna standing in the doorway. It’s late at night, and Uraume’s the only one in the staff room.
“Lord Sukuna.”
There’s a long, awkward silence between them. What does Uraume even say? Hey Lord Sukuna, I haven’t been fully loyal to you and you only?
It’s not like they’ve cheated on him.
What they had wasn’t… romantic by any means, right? They were more than just a lord and his servant, closer than friends.
“I… understand if you are upset.” they say hesitantly.
“Uraume. Who do you serve?”
“You.” The word slips out of their mouth. It’s true- Uraume has always served Sukuna. Always has and always will.
“Then why do I find my servant in the bed of another man?” There’s a barely hidden rage lying within his voice and words, and their instincts are screaming at them to flee, but Uraume can’t.
“Lord Sukuna, I-”
A hand, foreign yet familiar, grips their throat. Uraume gasps, yet they dare not try and struggle, even as the pressure around their windpipe increases to a painful degree.
“You belong to me, Uraume. Every part of you is mine . Your mind, body, soul, heart, every last bit. Do you understand?”
As their vision darkens around the edges, they manage to choke out a “yes”, and that’s when Sukuna releases them, leaving them to gasp for air on the floor. Tears spring to their eyes as they look up at Sukuna, looming over them like a demon.
“You best remember that.”
And as Sukuna leaves, Uraume comes to the realisation-
Something’s wrong with Sukuna.
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Bonus:
“ … In the end, you could never be mine, right?” Uraume whirls around to see Toji standing in the doorway.
“Toji… I-” They cough, trying to speak from their destroyed throat.
“You don’t need to explain, Uraume. Spending these last thirteen years with you was enough for someone like me. You can go back to him.” That said, he turns to leave.
“Toji, wait!” Uraume has so many things they want to say. Don’t go, stay with me, you mean a lot to me, I lo-
But only the click of the closing door greets them.