Cursed Beginnings

by Purpleswann

Summary:

Jujutsu Kaizen College AU. Friends to Lovers. Yuuji is a member of the fraternity, Sigma Chi, looking for new recruits along with his best bro, Todo. When suddenly his eyes dart to sophomore Megumi Fushiguro whom he previously took Intro to Phyc with during their freshman year, deciding to invite him to the party in hopes of seeing him more often this year.

Notes:

Hi everyone! This is my first ever fan fiction! Writing stories hasn’t been my thing, (personally enjoy writing poetry more) however considering the way things have been going in the manga I decided to write a happier story for Magumi and Yuujii! (Spoiler alert this story WILL ship Itafushi)

Chapter 1

Chapter One: Cursed Beginning (Megumi’s pov)

As I stare ahead at the mundane campus buildings I have now come to hate I can't  help but chuckle at the bright-eyed freshmen who have no clue about the blandness that is student life

“Yo Fushiguro! What’s got you smiling today?” An all too cheery Itadori breaks me out of thought.

“Not much,” I shrug

Itadori holds out a frat rush flyer to him, “Well I hope you’re not doing much this afternoon we’re throwing a back-to-school party at Sigma Chi, and it would be great if you came by, there's gonna be beer! Oh! And you should join you know, we need more members with brains,” he laughs!

“Not really my thing…,” I utter. We had one class together freshman year, I don’t see that as enough reason for us to be chummy. I reluctantly take the flyer and head off. 

…

Fuck- I wasn't sure why I even showed up. The smell of cheap cologne and even cheaper beer hit me before I even stepped inside, making the regret sink in faster. 

“Ey! Urchin head, what kind of womans your type?! If I don’t like your type there's no way you're stepping an inch further in this frat, oh and my type of woman is a tall one with a nice gorgeous ass, same as my bro Yuuji here”  an already drunk todo yaps, slapping Itadori on the back. 

I furrow my brows in disbelief. “My type? We just met.” 

“I’m Aoi Todo, introduction over. Now we’re friends so hurry up and answer my question. If you prefer men, that’s fine too,” he cackles, waiting for Megumi’s response. “People with boring taste in women are boring people themselves, and have no place in this brotherhood!” 

“ I don’t really have a type,” I muster “As long as one’s character is unshakable, there’s nothing more I can ask for.” 

Todo gives a devastating look as he begins to cry, “ I knew it, you really are a boring guy I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, but you’ve trampled on my kindness,” He says wiping a tear before balling his fists and inching closer.

With haste Yujji shoves between them, “ He’s fine Todo,  he’s with me. I invited him personally.” He desperately points at the flyer in my hand, but Todo won’t budge stepping even closer.

“Actually I think your favorite idol just came to the party!” Itadori blurts in an act of desperation.

“Takada! Where?!” Todo yells as he sprints off into the distance. 

“Thanks,” I sigh

“Don’t mind him Fushiguro, come in, I’ll show you around.” Itadori wraps his arm around my shoulder leading me into the house, his touch firm and comforting despite the loud chaos. “Let me get you a drink!”  He yells leaning into my ear. 

He releases me and retreats far into the makeshift bar his absence abandoning me in the clusters of sweaty boys flicking to the blaring music, new people shoving their way in, beer being thrown in the air, the lights piercing up and down into my eyes becoming too much for me. Losing sight of Itadori I rapidly make my escape toward the porch. 

“What was I thinking I mutter”

“Megumi! Wait,” Itadori pulls me back “You’re leaving so soon? I uhm got you a white claw, these things usually are the first to go, so I saved us some beforehand.” He hands me the drink. “I’m guessing you won’t want to join huh,” he mopes.

“Yeah, I uh- idk why I came here.” I look down at the ground “You’re plaguing you know that,”

“I’m what-” he stares at me dumbfounded 

“Are you this sunny to everyone, it’s infecting and frankly fake. You’re all the same all this is- is a cult is what it is,” I bloat waving my arms at the nonsensical party in front of us.

Looking visibly upset itadori responds, “ I’m like this with my friends. Megumi! It might feel silly to you, but this “cult” gave me a home after my gramps died, but you can’t see past the parties, and people like Todo because you won’t even give it a chance!”

“We’re, friends?” I ask

“Dude, why else would I have invited you,” He crosses his arms beginning to head back.

“Yuuji. Wait. Sorry you’re right, I just got overwhelmed. Will you at least- I can’t believe I'm about to say this, shotgun this white claw with me?” 

“Why I thought you’d never ask,” he giggles

We finish our drinks and he steps back inside.

“See you around Fushiguro!”

“Yeah, see ya” 

As I head back I can’t help but feel that this school year might just be a little less mundane with him around. 

 

Chapter 2: Drive Home

Summary:

JJK University AU.
Megumi drives home from a party with Yuji. Gojo is happy Megumi made a friend. Megumi MIGHT start falling for Yuji??

Notes:

Sorry for the short chapter I need to work on my writing stamina lol.

There's a rare calm to cities like Los Angeles. There's never quiet, no, just the accumulation of sound into an ambient symphony. I get in my car with the bitter taste of the seltzer still on my lips and the echos of the fraternity music. As I close my door the symphony stops until there is just me and my thoughts as one, it brings a smile to my lips. The drive home is enjoyable with the moderately empty Santa Monica Freeway. Street by street I come across every greenlight, serendipity I suppose.

I arrive home and plug in my Jaguar. As I go to open the garage door there's a strange quiet. I don’t hear my dogs. I go to insert my key when I realize it’s already open. Shit —
Burglars? I ball my fists as I creep in,
“MEGUMI!!” A voice yells the sound encroaching faster.
I brace for the worst and launch a punch.
“ Ack-Is that any way to greet your dad?”
“Gojo! What the hell man.” I scoff.
“ Well I just had to come in and hear the news from you, my little gumi”
“News? What news?”
“That you made a friend, duh” Gojo shakes off the punch and hugs me tight. He takes out his phone showing me the Sigma Chi’s Instagram page. “See, is that not you shotgunning with a new buddy.” Gojos eyes sparkle at the thought of me making a friend. “See, I know you my little gumi you would never step foot into a place with cheap alcohol if it wasn’t for a special someone. Go on, tell me about him.” My eyes roll at Gojos' remarks.
“He’s just a friend.”
“You don’t make friends Megumi,” he says with a blank smile.
“Gee, thanks Gojo.”
“Fine. Don’t tell me then. Just be careful. Careful I say! I too fell in love my sophomore year Gumi,” Gojo sniffles. “It ended terribly. Terribly!” Gojo plants his hands in his face.
“Dad, this isn’t turning into you crying over your now 20-year-old situationship again.”
“You offend me Gumi, you offend me. I’m not that old!”
“Christ can you leave I have school tomorrow. And stop sneaking into my house,” I utter

Gojo giggles, “This might’ve been your graduation gift but my name’s on the lease. So I’ll always come and check on my little Gumi bear. This year will be good for you son, I know it. I know you wanted to go to NYU but I'm glad you chose my alma mater. I found my best friends on that campus: Shoko, Nanami, Haibara, and regrettably, Geto. Oh, and I got scouted as a model here, hehe. The point is I’m glad you’ll finally enjoy yourself here.”

“Yeah, not like you bribed me with a house, car, and paid tuition,” I smirk. “Thanks for stopping by I guess.”

“Aww, there's my sweet Megumi.” Gojo notices how repulsed I am at his comment.
“Okay, Okay I’ll leave. I’ll come visit you next month between my Vogue London shoot and my Elle shoot, OK? In the meantime, Auntie Shoko is just 35 minutes away.” Gojo and I share a hug and he skips along to his car revving the engine as he makes an exit.

Maybe some of Gojos's attachment to the University of Southern California was rubbing off on me. Had I gone to NYU everywhere and anywhere I'd just be a body passed in a crowd. Here the atmosphere is just slow and cheerful enough for someone to have taken notice of me. I think Tsumiki would have wanted that for me. Who knows if anything will come of that pink-haired goof but I guess it might be okay to have some company around every once in a while.

Notes:

Hi everyone!! I totally meant to start the series back in August, but school ended up taking 99.99% of my time. Anyway, I finally found some time to write and make a storyboard for Cursed Beginnings so maybe start expecting chapters Bi-weekly? (no promises lol) I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, no super itafushi activities yet. I just wanted to establish Gojo and others as characters in Megumi's life. Let me know what yall thought about the chapter and ways I can improve!

Notes:

I hope you guys enjoyed this pilot chapter, cuz I know I enjoyed writing it! I’ve got lots of ideas for this AU and hope to expand to even more characters soon (lord knows they also need a happy story :’( With that said let me know your thoughts and what you’d like to see in the future!