Chapter 7

D'angelo paused.

Suiryu and Yuuji came in early for the photo shoot but insisted on setting up the scene. "You rented the studio out right?" he asked.

D'angelo nodded. "But, darling, why do you need something that big?"

Suiryu only smiled as he insisted upon it. "It's a surprise!" he said with an evil grin on his lips. "Wait here until we call for you"

From there, D'angelo sat in wait, it was twenty minutes when he heard. "Okay, we're ready!" from his brother Yuuji.

With his camera ready, he went to into the studio, but he wasn't expecting to see what he did…

#

Earlier.

They stood there looking about. "Okay so I think this will work, don't you?" Suiryu asked.

Yuuji glared at him. "Why am I dragged into this again?" he demanded. "You know I don't like people seeing me looking this way."

Suiryu smirked. "Because brother's share" he said and laughed. "Come, let's make this place creepy."

Yuuji already knew how to make it creepy, and Suiryu came up with the same idea, but the problem was making such a thing in a small space. "You thinking of doing THAT?" Suiryu asked of him.

"Well, they want Halloween, that place still give me chills." They both appeared to be thinking about it and shuttered at the same time.

"God that brings back terrible thoughts…" Suiryu muttered.

"Well, if we are going to freak people out, that would be it wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, so let's see… do you want me to handle it then?"

Yuuji nodded. "I don't quite have control over my own strength at the moment, not to mention I have been having some trouble with my jujutsu, it's not really working…" he said offhandedly.

Suiryu nodded. "Then call him in but hit the lights and come stand, right here" he said and pointed to the center of the room.

Yuuji was about to do that but then pause. "Wait… tell me again WHY we are wearing only this loin cloth that's covering our asses and crotch?" he demanded.

Suiryu smirked. "Fan service, come on, the sooner we finish the sooner we get the hell out of these and back into pants." He paused. He looked at Yuuji oddly before he ran his fingers through his brother's hair; he spiked it up like his own and smirked. "There we go, you needed to look more like me!"

Yuuji made the call, from there he got the lights but rushed back to where he needed to stand.

D'angelo wondered in. "Hello? Boys?" he called.

"Personal domain, Sukuna's soul" whispered Suiryu.

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D'angelo froze.

As he walked deeper into the room, he felt he was walking in water. "What on earth did you do in twenty minutes?!" he demanded.

Then light suddenly came on. But the sight before him made him shutter. The roof appeared to be nothing more than a ribcage, the walls were red and fleshy, but most startling of it all was the mountain of cow skulls! Sitting on top of them though he paused. "Suiryu?" he asked.

He had four arms, four eyes, and strange markings all over his body. The four eyes bore into him as he was glared down upon.

"Nope, that's my bro, Yuuji!" he appeared so suddenly before the pile of bones but had this wicked grin on his lips. The markings on his body were some of the strangest D'angelo had ever seen, and yet the extra set of eyes were all the more eerie!

"HOW!?" he demanded of the brothers. "Also, nice loincloths!"

Suiryu smirked. "We're doing this or what? BRO!" he called.

Yuuji stood from the throne, but D'angelo couldn't believe how good his make up was! His had some marks that were different from Suiryu's, but the extra arms those were the defining feature of him!

He made a dead leap from the top of the pile to the ground below, from there the camera was in position. "Okay boys, let's see what you got!"

They bared their teeth, which were oddly fanged for the occasion. From there, the brothers merely had fun. They took turns on the throne sitting there with content looks on their faces or disapproval looks as if they stared down someone inferior to them. They did some mock battle poses, freaky poses where they appeared to be gnawing the skulls of the cows that held up the throne. D'angelo couldn't get enough!

#

"How much longer?" Yuuji whispered.

"Hopefully not much, he doesn't tend to prepare for things like this," he muttered back.

D'angelo didn't stop for three hours!

Yuuji appeared to be at his wits end, since he didn't like showing off this side of himself. But when it ended, D'angelo sighed aloud. "I filled up the card, but we got more than enough here, boys… well done!" he called. "Now… where the hell is the door?"

That was the downside of a personal domain. When someone gets in, it's hard to get them out without noticing. So Suiryu was quick to approach him and temporarily knock him out by tapping the middle of his brow. From there, he lowered the domain and got everything back to normal. "I need to get out of this now!" Yuuji shouted as he brushed his hair back down and rushed for the change room.

Suiryu smirked as he woke D'angelo once more after putting on his necklace again.

"Ooo, my head…" he moaned.

"Yeah, you went a little overboard there didn't ya?" Suiryu snickered. "You just finished and then passed out, you okay?"

He nodded, D'angelo began to go over the photos but was thrilled with what he had. "Oh darling, we got to get your brother doing this more often with you! You two would be dangerous in the modeling world!"

He snickered at the thought. "I don't think my bro is into this, this isn't my thing either but the money is good."

Yuuji returned and appeared to be relieved that he was able to hide his curse marks and arms once more. "My turn!" he announced. As Suiryu left, D'angelo tried once more to convince Yuuji to model, but he politely refused.

By the time he returned though awkward questions were being asked.

"Darling, where did you learn to do such wonderful make up! I thought those eyes were real, and those arms!" he stated.

"Oh yeah, I use to cosplay a lot, nothing serious…" he said and laughed it off.

"Are you joking? I don't even see special effects look THAT good… also… HOW THE HELL DID YOU TWO CLEAR A STUDIO ALREADY!?"

"You were passed out for a long time," Suiryu lied. "There was plenty of time to clean up,"

D'angelo shook his head. "Whatever, I don't care at this point, I got to get to work on this collectors edition magazine, darlings, we MUST do this again!" with that he was up and out the door.

Yuuji sighed aloud. "Just quit this already so I don't dragged into any more photo shoots!" he pleaded.

Suiryu only smirked. "Nah, if I can torment you just enough to be brother worthy… I think I will keep modeling. Besides, you are getting paid for this,"

Yuuji sighed. "You owe me a lunch too for that matter!"

#

Monday

Yuuji had to speak with him.

Suiryu has been pushed the notion on acquiring the curse womb death paintings from the vault of the school. He was against it of course, since he knew what would be required of him to do! So, he decided to speak with Ryujin on the matter.

He found him in his own soul subspace, Yuuji glared down at the resting dragon by the tree, Ryujin merely opened one eye before sighing aloud. "I don't like that look you are giving me…"

"Where did Suiryu get the idea to use the cursed wombs?" he demanded. "He said he ran the idea by you, and you agreed!"

Ryujin sighed, as he was awake now, he yawned and stretched himself out before giving his full attention. "I agreed to the notion, yes, why does it concern you?"

Yuuji froze. "Do you have ANY idea how you were going to get those souls to you? If that's the plan then I am not doing it! Sukuna's fingers were bad enough but this… they are fetuses!"

Ryujin didn't appear too concerned. "Indeed they are, they are fetuses trapped in gods knows what, for how long…"

"I HAVE TO EAT THOSE THINGS TO GET THEM TO YOU!" he shouted. "I am not doing it!" he said once more defiantly.

"Very well then," Ryujin said without an ounce of concern.

"Huh?"

"You said no, you won't do it, that's fine. I respect your opinion. I won't make you eat them." He said and began to rest his eyes once more.

Still, this startled Yuuji. "You're not going to fight me on the notion? Convince me? Force me or anything?!" he demanded.

"No," Ryujin said and began to fall back asleep. "Now, if you don't mind…"

"Oh, right sorry!"

He woke shortly after. Yuuji sighed with relief that Ryujin understand that he won't do the deed. Still, what troubled him was the fact that Suiryu came up with the idea. What if Sukuna is starting to influence him? What would he do? Would he stop him without fail?

Suiryu can appear cold most of the time, yet, when he becomes passionate about something, his attention to detail is second to none. "Still, why did Suiryu make such a notion?" he wondered.

Yuuji stretched himself out, he then remembered that his brother went to Kyoto today to convince the others there to learn from him. "I wonder how he is going to do it?" he wondered.

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Meanwhile…

They were at the ready for war.

The students of Kyoto were on their toes, prepared for anything that came their way. It was suppose to have been a normal morning, until cursed speech happened to have spread throughout the school grounds.

"Come outside," was all anyone heard. But the voice to it made their blood run cold.

Todo was the first one out when he saw him standing before the school. Yet something was drastically off about him. Suiryu stood there baring his curse marks rather proudly. When the others arrived, they stood at the ready.

"Sukuna…" the others whispered fearfully.

He smiled to them all. "Everyone is here? Wonderful, on time too…"

"Wait, isn't that…" Mia began to ask.

Suiryu however gave a wicked grin. "Not quite but was made from him to say the least, name is Suiryu. After today it will be Suiryu sensei to all of you!" he stated.

They appeared confused. "Suiryu sensei… what do you mean?" asked Momo.

He began to approach them slowly. All the while he was staring at them oddly with all four of his eyes. It was as if he were probing their very souls from where he stood. "Hmmm, not quite the reaction I am looking for, not to mention there's one face I really wanted to see… Ah, that's right…" he reached to his right ear, and took off the dragon ear cuff he wore.

That was when everyone went weak in the knees! The power he began to emit out, although controlled was enough to get the school to take notice. "What the hell… Sukuna…"

"Ah there he is, the wrinkled old bastard!"

Principal Yoshinobu froze at the sight of him. "I thought…"

"You thought? That's new…" Suiryu muttered. "But I am merely here to offer my teaching expertise to the school,"

"We don't want you here" said Yoshinobu. "You have NO RIGHT to be here!"

Suiryu wasn't bothered by his words, instead he merely shrugged his shoulders to it all. "Okay then, let's see about that…" he turned his focus to a building to his right, with a mere motion of his finger, the building suddenly exploded! The students jumped at the sight as Suiryu smirked.

Yoshinobu was stunned as he glared at him. "What… what are you doing?"

"Curious to something…" Suiryu said as he turned to the students. "Okay then, if you are not in need of my assistance, let's see what's faster. You taking me down… or me destroying your school and everyone in it…"