YŪJI LOOKS AROUND IN INTEREST AND AWE, STAYING AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE DINER. It was old, maybe around the 1950's or 1960's, but still looked like it got business. It was a piece of time that didn't fade away. Yūji glances around and notices more vampires than humans around, but doesn't mention anything. Sukuna and Megumi were already sitting across from two other vampires, both glaring heavily at Satoru in annoyance.
"Megumi-chan, Sukuna-chan! What's with all the hateful looks?" Satoru asks with a pout, making Yūji snort before she covers her mouth with a hand. The attention was focused on her after that and causes a faint flush to appear on her stark skin.
"Hello. I'm Itadori Yūji, this idiotic asshole's older twin. Nice to meet you!" Yūji gives a small bow and a bright grin. "As a peace offering, I'll tell anyone anything they need to know about Sukuna in case you need revenge."
"Yūji!" Sukuna hisses angrily, making the pink and black haired teenager roll her eyes. She gives him a small look before following after Satoru to sit across from her twin and Megumi.
"It's your fault! You should've told me you were making friends with enemy, asshole. I'm the one that's gotta cover your stupid ass when you make a mistake and Chichi finds out," Yūji sneers at her twin brother. He sneers back, about to stand up to fight Yūji. Megumi quickly grabs his wrist and yanks him back down.
"Chichi ain't gonna find out," Sukuna defends himself with a growl. Yūji snorts and rests her chin on her palm.
"Chichi's still a Hunter even if he's retired from physical activity. He's able to sniff out the most dormant vamps out there with barely a delay. Ya really think he won't find this out?" Sukuna growls even louder, trying to push out of Megumi's tight hold.
Yūji grins before poking out her tongue, flipping off her twin. "'m right an' y'know it. Now fuck off. Gojo-san still wants to ask me questions and I still want answers. Gojo-san, your question?"
"Patience, Yūji-chan! We have to get through introductions first!"
Yūji blinks before glancing at the two other vampires sitting with them. She smiles calmly, keenly aware of how tense both of them were.
One was female and physically looked like the same age as Megumi. She had chin-length hair clearly dyed a bright orange, chestnut brown eyes with a flickering ring of silver around her pupils, and pale skin. Her expression was completely blank, but by the small indents in the table she was causing with her shape nails, Yūji knew better than to think she was calm about this situation.
The other looked like an older, bulkier version of Megumi. He had glowing sea green eyes, pale skin, and black hair that slightly hung over his eyes. Yūji feels her face twitch when she realizes that her Hunter Instinct couldn't get anything off of the man despite him clearly being a vampire. He had a smug expression on his face, but his eyes clearly held murder if Yūji did anything wrong.
"Kugisaki Nobara," The female speaks in a tight tone, a scowl slowly growing on her face.
"Fushiguro Tōji." Yūji feels the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. This vampire... she'll need to watch out for him. Yūji side glances at a heavily tense Sukuna.
"My... non-existent protection. Is it only Gojo-san or all vampires?"
"Everyone. They listen to Gojo."
"Of fucking course."
Yūji forces a smile on her face and focuses back on the two new vampires. "Nice to meet you, Kugisaki-san, Fushiguro-san."
"Gojo-sama, you're a fucking idiot. Bringing a Vampire Hunter, here? What the fuck is wrong with you?" Nobara ignores Yūji to berate Satoru. The ancient vampire pouts and crosses his arms.
"Yūji-chan isn't a Vampire Hunter!" Satoru defends himself. Yūji tilts her head with a small noise while Sukuna snorts.
"Technically I/she is. I'd/she'd be killed the moment I/she's not," The twins speak at the same. They don't even blink at the harmonized statement.
"She's just a non-combatant, that–"
"–will occasionally go on missions higher than my pay grade. The Hunters would rather have me on–"
"–research and design, but it's all a load–"
"–of bullshit." The twins split the explanation between the two of them seamlessly. The vampires glance between the twins. Yūji and Sukuna roll their eyes before pointing at each other.
"We're twins, you–"
"–fucking idiots. Get fucking–"
"–used to it. It's something that happens often."
"Oh? Fraternal twins?" Satoru leans on his palm with a sharp smile. "That's rare you know. Some say that fraternal twins are more connected spiritually than any other type."
"Yes. Some do say that. Where's your headquarters?" Yūji asks with a sharp smile of her own. Sukuna kicks her leg underneath the table as Nobara and Tōji growl under their breaths. Satoru chuckles and tilts his head, his silver eyes peeking over his sunglasses.
"Tokyo. There's another in Kyoto too," The white haired man answers vaguely.
"Gojo-sama, you–"
"Don't worry Nobara-chan! They have the entire Tokyo Prefecture and Kyoto Prefecture to search. Besides, we just made an agreement, no?" Satoru continues to stare at the pink and black haired teenager.
Yūji hums, kicking her feet back and forth while she nods her head. "Yes. Now, is there any occupying the Blooded Throne and if so, how can I get a peaceful audience with this person?"
"Yūji!" Sukuna hisses with another harsh kick to her leg. Yūji shushes him with a glare and kicks him back.
"That's a bold question to ask in enemy territory. You're either cocky or stupid," Tōji speaks up for Satoru. Yūji chuckles and gives the vampire a small smile.
"Or both. But we can debate that later. Is there a way?" Yūji focuses on Satoru, staring straight into his eyes. He stays silent, flickering eyes gleaming with intrigue and amusement.
"The family currently holding the Blooded Throne is alive, but missing. My family is currently in control until we find the missing Imperial Family. Be it dead or alive," Satoru eventually answers, making Yūji hum.
"Are there any weaknesses to vampiric humans?" The white haired man asks curiously. Yūji laughs at the sudden subject change and nods her head.
"Of course. Though, every person has different levels of weaknesses." Yūji points at Sukuna. "For example, little brother can die if he's out in the sun for more than an hour while I can easily stay in the sun as long as I'd like, if I think getting second-degree burns and some skin cancer is worth it."
"Touching holy water would cause a nasty rash on me, but if I ingested it, it would rupture my stomach. Little brother can easily ingest it and only get symptoms of the flu. Both he and I can easily walk into any sacred building in the world, but I would start to get a rash and Sukuna would start to get an increasingly painful migraine. Sukuna heals slower than I do, but he only needs to drink one blood pack a week. I heal faster, but I need to drink three a week," Yūji continues with a shrug.
"It's different for every vampiric human. Most don't even realize who are vampiric humans, because their weaknesses would be considered small little medical conditions that are easily treatable," Yūji continues, making Sukuna scoff.
"Yeah, most. Hunters are fucking idiots. They don't even fucking realize that we're rare in the population of vampiric humans," Sukuna sneers. His older twin slams her foot against his leg with a small glare. Sukuna cusses loudly and grabs his shin.
"Yes, but we'd prefer that they don't find out any time soon, or ever. So, it shouldn't be said out loud. Right?" Yūji says in an aggressive tone.
Sukuna growls and kicks her leg just as hard. "Motherfucker!"
"Asshole."
"Bitch!"
"Cunt!"
"Slut!"
"Manwhore!"
"I'm gonna fucking kill you," Sukuna snarls, leaping over the table. Yūji pulls back her foot and slams it into her twin's dick. He grunts and collapses against the table. Yūji harrumphs and kicks him again.
"Fucking sit down. We're in public and I don't want to pay your fucking bail," Yūji sneers, making Sukuna growl.
"Then don't kick me in the fucking dick," Sukuna retorts in a strained voice. Yūji rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, leaning against the booth.
"Do you have a mole in the Hunters? Other than Sukuna?"
"Oh? You think so lowly of your brother. I didn't think Sukuna-chan's own twin would think he'd be a traitor!" Satoru teases in a mocking tone. Yūji snorts with an eye roll and points her chin at her irritated twin.
"Of course that asshole's a traitor. He became friends with vampires and didn't tell me. Not only that, but he's keeping secrets from me. He'll get his ass beat over it by me later. I ain't about to pass up this chance to get some decent answers for the both of us," The pink and black haired teenager states easily, without hesitation. Sukuna rolls his eyes, but keeps his gaze on the table.
"You'd be getting decent answers, if you asked the questions you really want to fucking ask, Aneki." Sukuna gives Yūji a knowing look.
Yūji scowls and kicks his shin again. "Fuck off, you weren't asking them either! We're already risking our fucking necks by living, I ain't about to ruin our questionable future by getting caught by the sperm donor. So, I apologize if I'm being more than a little bit paranoid when I'm surrounded by vampires."
Sukuna scowls, but doesn't say anything else. Yūji gives him a small nod of thanks before focusing back on the heavily amused ancient vampire.
"I know vampiric humans are called Half-Breeds, but... is there such thing as a half-blooded vampire? Or any rumors about one?"
"Maman, why's Father hurt you?" Two year old Yūji asks tiredly, curled into her mother's lap. The blurry image of a black haired woman chuckles quietly, her hand gently brushing some of Yūji's hair out of her face.
"My Blooded Rose, that's not something for you to worry about." The voice sounds faded, echoing in the long forgotten room. Yūji feels herself pout before she looks up. She stares at the blurred face of her mother. How desperately she wants to remember what she looks like...
"Maman, I don't like seeing you hurt..." Yūji states, making the blurred woman laugh softly. "Maman's Maman. We wanna be with you, not Father."
"You and your little brother have to be patient for just a bit longer, My Blooded Rose. We'll be home eventually."
Yūji tilts her head, sitting up from her curled position. "Maman, what's you mean? Home's here."
"Home is where you got your powers. Home is lost to us right now, but when the time comes, the Blooded will take me back. When that happens, you'll be home too."
"Mama..."
"Mama."
Yūji snaps awake with a sharp gasp. She sits up, wincing when pain throbs along her spine.
She glances around, hands clenched around the uncomfortable sheets. "Finally, you're awake."
Yūji snaps her head to the left and sees a person idly writing something on a clipboard of theirs. They had chin length white hair with a horizontal streak of red in the back, dark pink eyes, and pale skin.
"Uraume-san..." Yūji trails off in surprise and relief. Her shoulders immediately relax, making the pain even worse.
"I did as much as I am allowed to do. There's a pack of blood next to you to speed up the healing," Uraume states calmly as they continue to focus on their clipboard. Yūji glances around before grabbing the blood pack next to her cot.
"...where's Sukuna?" She asks quietly, quickly gulping down the blood. Immediately Yūji feels the pain subside to an ache and she groans softly as her spine slowly heals itself.
"Jin-sama wouldn't let him stay and order him to go on a mission overseas. He left a message." Uraume walks over and takes a folded piece of paper out of their pocket. Yūji grabs it with a narrowed gaze before opening it up.
Overseas mission. I'll bring back a souvenir or some shit. Gave the old man your number. Beware of Tōji. He'll probably attack when you get home.
Love you, bitch. Sukuna.
Yūji rolls her eyes at the message with a small smile before crumbling it up. She pops it into her mouth and forces herself to eat the paper.
Uraume raises an eyebrow before going back to his normal blank expression. "I would be the one to take you home, but Jin-sama has a mission for me. I'll take my leave if you don't need me."
Yūji stares after the person as they walk away. The only person in the entire Hunter Society that she and Sukuna trusted with their lives and secrets, Uraume, the servant their mother brought with her when she married into the Itadori Family.
"Wait. Uraume-san..." The pink and black haired teenager takes a deep breath, biting the inside of her cheek. "Uraume-san did you..."
"Yes, Yūji-sama?" Uraume asks as they turn around. Yūji clenches her fists and opens her mouth. She closes it with a shit and averts her gaze to her lap with a sigh.
"You knew. About Sukuna, didn't you?"
"...he had come to me for advice. Sukuna-sama had asked me not to tell you," Uraume answers simply. Yūji messes with the blanket in her lap and scoffs quietly.
Uraume smiles softly before gently shaking their head. "Sukuna-sama trusts you with his heart and soul, Yūji-sama. He didn't want you to feel hurt or betrayed. Sukuna-sama didn't want you to get hurt."
Yūji stays silent. "It hurts more that he didn't want to tell me."
"...be careful Uraume-san. And good luck," Yūji speaks up quietly, not looking up at the servant. Uraume gives a small bow before leaving the old infirmary, leaving Yūji alone.
"Sukuna..." Yūji sniffs and furiously rubs her eyes as she slides to the edge of the bed. "You're a fucking idiot."
Hey! Hope you all like the new chapter!
I'm sorry for not updating in a bit, had a small amount of writer's block. I've also been working a lot more, so I don't have as much time to write as I used to.
A bit of a rushed ending of a chapter, I know, but I have a few plans for next chapter and I want to get started right away... maybe... if I remember them.
I still hope you all are enjoying the story so far, and I am sorry for the slightly slow start. Bye!
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