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"Yuuta."
A soft, yet firm voice rings out. Yuuta practically jumps out of his skin when he hears it, he could only wonder why―it was quiet, and it surely wasn't louder than the soft wind that breezed past them.
Yuuta snaps his head at the direction at the sound, which was right beside him. He looked down at the source, at Toge. And already, the raven haired boy can feel a bead of sweat dripping down his face.
Has he always been this nervous around new people?
"Y..Yeah?" Yuuta replies, his voice slightly raspy and his throat dry. But he quickly clears it up, speaking again this time alot more audible and soft. "Yes?"
Toge looks up at him for a moment too long, before shaking his head, seemingly a sign of disapproval. "Tuna mayo." The blonde said.
Yuuta's heart drops at the slight frown on Toge's face, the raven haired boy puts a hand on his nape as he tries to keep composure.
"S-Sorry. I don't- I don't really understand yet.." Yuuta scrambles to reply, unable to help the shakiness in his voice. Toge gazes at him with those piercing amethyst eyes, Yuuta was sure a stare like that could drop anchors.
Toge puts a hand on his shoulder, his touch as light as a feather. Yuuta still startles from the sudden touch, and as his deep blue eyes finally meet Toge's, he could see the soft look on Toge's beautiful features.
'It's okay.' Toge's eyes seemed to say. Yuuta lets out a long puff of air, the air that he didn't realize he was holding in his lungs.
The raven haired nods, not knowing what to say. He thinks back on Panda's words, and tries not to be so nervous around someone like Toge.
The two of them stand in silence, Toge doesn't look like he finds the lack of interaction any awkward, perhaps he wanted to soothe Yuuta's nerves.
And yet, Yuuta keeps fiddling with his uniform. His hands clenching and loosening, his eyes everywhere but on the training ground.
Toge had his hands in his pockets, and Yuuta realized that no part of Toge was visible save for half his face. Even so, the few parts that Yuuta does see, he can't help but find them endearing.
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"Hmm〜 Let's see.." Gojo hums, glancing around inside the storage room through his wraps. His eyes darts around at all the cursed tools, specialized weapons, and finally, he sets on a katana.
Gojo picks it up, and throws it to the boy behind him. Okkotsu Yuuta.
"There you go." Gojo says, turning around with a grin. "That should do, hm? Maki is good with those, I'll ask her to assist you."
Yuuta catches the sealed blade in his hand, it's heavier than he thought. He looks at Gojo with expectancy, waiting for him to say something else.
But Gojo doesn't. Atleast not for a while. Gojo eyes him, up and down. Yuuta feels like Gojo's gaze is burning holes into his skin, he grips the katana nervously, trying not to avert his gaze away.
Gojo looks at Yuuta, for a long, long while. The dark storage room makes Gojo's eyes glow slightly, even under the cover of bandages.
"Copy technique, right?" The white haired man finally speaks up, his voice ringing through the silence that emmited from the small room.
Yuuta jolts in suprise, even though he was expecting Gojo to talk―He still managed to scare himself.
Yuuta takes a second to catch his breath, before nodding. "I.. Yeah- yes."
Gojo's expression shifts, he's still smiling, that same grin, but something changed. Perhaps a raise of an eyebrow, or the narrowing of a pair of eyes. Yuuta couldn't really tell.
Gojo hums in approval, he clasps his hands together loudly. "Ever copied someone's technique before? Or are you completely clueless?" He asks.
Yuuta looks up at Gojo, and a bead of sweat drips down his face. "Uh- I guess I've never really.. well, I think I can no problem?"
The taller man purses his lips, a hand cupping his face as he takes a moment to ponder something.
"How about we do some technique training?" Gojo says, making his way to the storage room's door. Yuuta quickly puts the given katana into his bag, nodding along as he scrambles to follow Gojo.
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"Don't move."
The command hits its target immediately, making Gojo freeze completely. It doesn't take him even a second to fight off the command, letting out a low whistle as his limbs finally moves around freely.
"Woah〜! Scary." Gojo chuckles, patting Yuuta's head. "Felt like I was paralyzed or something, haha."
Yuuta rubs his neck, feeling the slight sting in his throat after command. Gojo wraps an arm around Yuuta's shoulder, he leans his weight onto the boy as he speaks.
"How about you try more complex commands? You know, something other than what Toge has done a million times. I wonder why Toge-chan never tries?" Gojo says, a hint of a smile on his face. Yuuta isn't sure what commands exactly, something more complex?
"Y-Yeah.. Sure, I guess.." Yuuta says as the seals on the corner of his mouth disappears. Gojo can sense that Yuuta is still awfully nervous, so he gives him a light smack on the back.
"Ah, loosen up a little〜! Don't worry, I was just curious." Gojo laughs, waving a hand in dismissal. And for a bit Yuuta can't help but think that this wasn't really training, Gojo was probably just interested in Yuuta's abilities.. or Toge's.
Either way, its fine like that. Yuuta isn't all that affected by it. Maybe he can get closer to his teacher that way, if so then there's no problem at all.
"Yuuta, I've gotta' run." The white haired man says calmly, moving away from Yuuta as he slips his hands into his pockets. "How about you come over my dorm tonight? You know, when I'm back?"
The comment made Yuuta raise an eyebrow subconsciously, Gojo chuckles at that.
"Not like that, you weirdo! Just some quality time together, y'know? Nothing too crazy, promise." With that, Gojo turns to leave, not bothering to actually get Yuuta's opinion.
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"..Gojo-sensei?"
Silence.
".." Yuuta knocks.
After a while, the sound of shuffling can be heard on the other side of the door. It takes a little bit, but Gojo eventually answers the door with a smile on his face.
Yuuta tries not to glance down as he sees Gojo fixing his pants. "I'm here.." Yuuta states.
The white haired man lets out a strained chuckle, composing himself before opening the door wider to let Yuuta in. "Come in now〜!"
The raven haired boy clutches the fabric of his uniform nervously as he steps inside, his shoulder tensed up.
Yuuta's eyes widen as he senses that there was someone else in the room―Not Gojo.
Toge?
The blonde was curled up in a blanket, his delicate hands clutching the blanket and he's covered in sweat. But the room was cooled with AC.
Yuuta peeks his head out, taking a closer look at Toge's state.
The light pink flush on the teen's face, the dried up droplets of tears that left a glistening gloss on his cheek. Toge only wore a t-shirt much too big for him, one that would probably fit Gojo perfectly.
Yuuta couldn't see much, but Toge looks like he had a fever. Moreover, distressed.
Yuuta was about to speak, but there seemed to be a lump in his throat stopping him from doing so.
Gojo waves a hand over Yuuta's eyes, "Ah, it's rude to stare, Yuuta〜" He chuckles. Gojo locks the door and pushes Yuuta further into the room.
"Ignore him, okay? C'mere, I've got something I gotta tell you," Gojo guides Yuuta away from Toge, whose amethyst eyes Yuuta can feel following him. "In private."
Gojo hums a soft tune as they reach another room, he closes the door, but this time he doesn't lock it.
The taller man leans on the door, hands in his pockets. He purses his lips as he looks at Yuuta, though the grin on his face remains.
"So, Yuuta." Gojo starts, "You remember what I said this morning, don't you?" In response, Yuuta nods, his head held low yet his eyes still gazed at Gojo's covered ones.
"Could ya' do me a favor? Just one.. or maybe more. But for now, just one?" Gojo says sheepishly, and how could Yuuta deny him? Gojo practically saved his life.. surely, it can't be that bad.
"..Yeah- sure, Gojo-sensei.. I'll try my best?" Yuuta replies, almost unsure of himself. He tries not to think about what he saw, its not like Gojo was hiding it, so nothing bad happened, right?
Gojo taps his foot on the wooden floor, towering over Yuuta as he speaks. "Could you try using.. 'Forget'? Like, just use Toge-chan's technique?"
Yuuta raises his eyebrows, his eyes wide in curiousity and suspicion. "..On you?" The raven haired asks, though deep down inside he can sense that it definitely won't be on Gojo.
Gojo waves his hand in dismissal, "Of course not! You know, on the only other person here with us?"
Inumaki-kun.
Yuuta doesn't know what to say to that―he had millions of questions, ones that Yuuta wasn't sure Gojo would answer properly. "I don't- why? You mean Inumaki-kun?"
Gojo pouts, feigning annoyance at Yuuta's questioning. "Just do it, won't you? You agreed to do me a favor!"
Yuuta doesn't exactly want to do that. He'd be risking too much―Yuuta doesn't understand the extent or capability of cursed speech as well as Toge does, and he has no idea what a simple command like 'Forget' would do.
It has too many possibilities, how much would the person forget? Does it depend on the cursed energy that is put into the command itself, or the person? Maybe both? Or perhaps, he won't be able to control how much it does at all.
The thought of that scares Yuuta. Toge might just forget literally everything.
Gojo can see that. He can see the hesitation displayed on Yuuta's features, and he himself had thought about that too.
Gojo knew how to persuade Yuuta. Even if it meant letting his deepest darkest secrets be known by someone that could one day, surpass him. And possibly,..
"Yuuta." Gojo's tone suddenly shifts, he places a hand on Yuuta's shoulder, the smile on his face no longer there. "Just do it, okay? For me. No.. for Toge-chan, too. I'm sure he needs it."
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"Ah―"
"Shh, shh.. It's okay, baby." Gojo clasps a hand over Toge's mouth, the teen shakes his head weakly, his legs wrapped around Gojo's waist. "It's okay, you're doing so well, Toge.."
The blonde's eyes roll to the back of his head, he puts his hand up to his mouth and bites down, trying to supress the noise.
But Gojo pries it away, he clicks his tongue in disapproval.
"No, Toge. That's bad." He looks at Toge's milky white hand, seeing the slightly red bite mark already imprinted on it. Gojo sighs, he replaces Toge's hand with his long fingers, pushing them past Toge's soft pink lips.
"Here. It's okay, you won't hurt me." Gojo coos, pressing his two fingers onto Toge's tongue, the teen whimpers when it touches his fang marks.
Toge refused to bite down at first, only ever sucking on it. Until Gojo thrusts forward harshly, his cock all the way inside of Toge's tight cavity that Toge couldn't help but let his teeth sink into Gojo's flesh.
Gojo smiles at that, unbothered by the slight sting that resulted.
"Good, good.. you're so good, Toge." He moves his free hand from Toge's hips, running it through the teen's soft, spiky platnium blonde hair that soon became smoother from sweat.
Toge stopped trying to fight it, he barely did the first time around. He couldn't, from the very beginning he understood that. And Toge let's Gojo do what he wants, whenever he wants. Atleast when Toge can help it.
"You won't tell anyone, yeah?"
Toge's eyes glisten with tears, even when he doesn't want them to spill, it builds up in his pretty amethyst eyes and lingers on his long eyelashes.
"You won't, would you, Toge-chan?"
Toge's arms rests on the bed, clutching the soft, tears and sweat stained bedsheets below them.
"It would really leave a bad taste in everyone's tongue if you do."
Toge's eyes goes unfocused for a while, Gojo's voice becoming more and more distant.
"They wouldn't understand me yet, y'know? Even Toge-chan doesn't completely understand, yet."
Toge gets tired, too.
"This is the last night, I promise."
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The arms that wrapped around Toge's chest were strong and firm, Toge was held up by them as he gazes at the person infront, not daring to let his eyes wander back.
Yuuta looked at him with worry, an expression Toge has well grown used to. He shakes his head in reassurance, but he wasn't sure if it came off that way to Yuuta.
Toge could see the marks on Yuuta's face, and it was like he was looking at a mirror, looking at the one feature that made him who he is―the marks that'll follow him as a constant reminder.
That he wasn't a person to the people that surround him. An Inumaki. Outlaws.
Toge doesn't know what to expect, but he certainly didn't expect Yuuta to grab his hands, enveloping them in his own. At that, Toge can feel Gojo's grip on him tighten just a tad bit.
Toge glances at their intertwined fingers, then at his broken one. Toge's eyes didn't show anything, he didn't let Yuuta see the vunerability that Gojo had witnessed from him.
The droplets of sweats that ran down Yuuta's face was evident, it was always there, the nervous boy that tries his best to befriend everyone.
"I'm so-" Toge places a hand over Yuuta's mouth, a moment passes as Toge lets go. Slowly, he traces his delicate fingers over Yuuta's cursed marks, to remind him he's still using cursed speech.
Toge couldn't see Gojo's face, but he was sure Gojo didn't really like that.
Yuuta takes a moment, he breathes out the air he was holding in.
"Forget."
Without realizing, Yuuta ran his reverse cursed technique through Toge's broken fingers.
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"Tuna mayo?" A voice rings out, soft and quiet. Yuuta looks up from his food, a bead of sweat dripping down his face.
He looks at the blonde, then at his food once again.
"Ah.. sorry, I was just.." Yuuta starts, but he cuts himself off before he could continue.
Toge raises his eyebrows, his amethyst eyes staring at Yuuta with concern. But eventually, he laughs softly, a hand on Yuuta's shoulder.
Toge tries to comfort him, a smile behind his scarf. He assumes Yuuta is nervous because he's moving to Africa, for a whole year. Anyone would be.
But that isn't quite the problem.
Yuuta would never tell Toge, though. He doesn't have the heart.
Maybe it's better this way. To see Toge happy, to see that smile, the one that'll soothe Yuuta's guilty heart,
He'll do anything, anything at all.
To push away all of Toge's problems.