Feeling something land on his knee Sukuna sneers down at the putrid little thing that dares to land on his leg. The thing is a dragonfly made out of some crystal-like material, and ever since he agreed to that little brat's deal they've been popping up now and then, sometimes casting a colorful glow that doesn't fucking fit with his perfect domain of blood and bones.
"I swear I'll find a way to make you regret tricking me," he growls outloudswiping two fingers and watching as the incest fades away only for another to land on top of his hair. After agreeing to the stupid deal, one Sukuna only gave because he could find many ways to get past that, Kenji went on to explain how much he knew of his situation.
It's strange to think about himself being a figment of another's imagination, but it's also exhilarating to imagine the vast amount of universes and possibilities this opens for him.
Still.
"Telling me you can reconstruct a body only to then reveal you have no idea of how to do it after you've finished the deal, clever little fox," He muses letting a feral grin spread across his face, one that looks less intimidating with a cluster of pretty dragonflies sitting atop his head.
Sukuna reaches up and lets one perch on his finger lowering it to his eye level to peer into the blasted creature, "You and your master are lucky I'm more intrigued by the potential entertainment otherwise I'd have killed this boy out of pure spite for the little fib you gave."
The creature merely flutters its iridescent wings while its beady eyes reflect a thousand stars. A supernova of terror hidden behind a pretty exterior and its blinding array of lights that trick those who don't know any better.
"What made you choose him of all people to be your host and queen?" He asks, he knows a fellow creature of ungodly power when he sees it.
While he doesn't know exactly who, or more accurately what this entity is, he knows it's something not to be taken lightly.
"I guess I'll just have to find out, hopefully, your boy won't disappoint me,"
——-
Sneezing Kenji wipes his nose, thankfully after he had set the tray of sweets down, having decided to make some on his day off.
After sanitizing his hands he plucks one of the cooled-off pieces of fudge, having cut them into bite-size pieces he pops it in his mouth feeling mixed emotions as he enjoys the treat. The recipe may be a generic online recipe for fudge, but it was what he would make with his grandmother so it holds a special spot in his heart.
He ignores his phone going off, probably just a confirmation for those who want to enter the JSL class that has been added as a curriculum for anyone who wishes to learn it, with alumni and staff being given free classes. Honestly, Kenji doesn't know why he's been placed at the head of this whole thing, but on the bright side of this new development, he's been inadvertently introduced to a lot of sorcerers many not ever seen in the show.
He can tell the moment Satoru arrives as he yells out and his voice tends to carry.
"Honey! I'm home!"
'Oh shit! Oh shit!' Kenji thinks while running a hand through his hair and pulling his hair tie off since he's done with his baking.
"I'm in here!" He responds feeling a little nervous knowing how much Satoru adores sweets, he hopes it's not too cliche.
Satoru twirls like a hurricane, souvenirs dangling from his arms and a new pair of sunglasses he'll never use after taking them off, "Hello my baby, hello my darling, hello my ragtime meow!"
He blinks, "Is that a cat?"
Satoru tilts his head, and the black cat does the same, "Yup! Found him in the gutter and thought of you!"
"I don't know if that's the compliment you think it is." He says but is ignored as Satoru lowers the poor thing dangling with his arms sticking out.
"Welcome to your new home Megumi jr," Satoru says and Kenji pinches his nose, earlier nerves obliterated in light of the sheer ridiculousness of Gojo.
"You can't seriously be consid- I, what made you decide to name him that?!" He asks exasperated.
Satoru looks up from his crouched position, a piece dangling in the air over the cat, "cause he's black and
Fluffy and easy to please."
"Ouch."
"But seriously, you're gonna have to deal with Megumi's stank face once he finds out," Kenji warns halfheartedly.
"He always has a stank face," Satoru says with confusion.
"Only around you, and that's because you're an ass."
Satoru leans back offended, clutching his pearls, "I am not!"
"Take that back now." He insists with incredulity.
Gojo looks at the cat and points to the Kenji, "Tell 'em Megumi Jr."
Said cat simply blinks in a frog-like fashion.
Satoru jumped victoriously, "See! That's right."
"He didn't even say anything!" Kenji sputters countering.
"That's because you don't speak cat!"
"And you do!?" He asks incredulously, honestly wondering as he makes his way towards the kitchen to get the doofus his treat.
"I'm fucking Gojo I can do anything!" Satoru snarks back, rising from his squat holding the cat to his chest petulantly.
"Then you can sleep on the damn couch!" He quips back over his shoulder enjoying the way Satoru squawks.
"Wha- No!"
——-
Hooking his fingers behind his head Yuuji follows Fushiguro as the other shows him and Kugisaki around the school. He can admit that being in Tokyo is a big leap even for him and he's not from the country like Kugisaki is.
The loud noises and bustling people are jarring, not to mention having a whole nother person living in his body.
'You're the imbecile who ate my finger.'
'Shut up' he mentally growls, how was he to know it would cause this to happen?
'I don't know, maybe something along the lines of it being a special grade cursed object of mine.'
"Shut it," he says out loud, dropping his arms only to feel sheepish at the looks he gets from his two classmates.
'You ungrateful little-'
"Itadori, I was looking for you," the husband dude of Gojo interrupted the curse bro before he could say some stupid shit.
'Why do you just wait, you little shit.'
'Yeah, yeah.' He waved the threat away in favor of listening to the conversation.
He can't help but squirm under the older man's gaze, he's not used to such warmth being addressed towards him, and he doesn't know what he did to deserve it.
"-Now that you're listening I was just saying that I understand what it's like to be dumped in a strange new world so if you need anything or just want a place to get away from everything I want you to know I am an option."
"Uh, yeah sure." He says not knowing how to respond.
"Great!" The man says, clapping his hands and looking down at his phone as it dings with a notification.
"Sorry to spring that on you and dip, but duty calls," he says, wiggling his phone.
They watch him walk away only to stall, "And if you want to you can get my number from Megumi, you too Kugisaki, I am here for all of you."
"How the fuck did Gojo land someone like that?" Nobara says with pure frustration.
Megumi shrugs, "The universe,"
Yuuji whistles, "damn bro, getting all philosophical on us."
'I'm surrounded by idiots,'
——
Opening the door to his apartment Nanami withholds a sigh at the sight of Gojo, at least he used the door this time.
"See, it wasn't that hard was it?" A voice behind Gojo says and Nanami has to remind himself that this is the pale freak of nature's new beau.
Gojo shrugs, "he never mind me just popping in before, right buddy?" He says slapping Nanami on the shoulder to which he brushes the offending away and straightens his suit.
"That's because most people are afraid to piss you off,"
'My thoughts, exactly.' Nanami agrees, most people just sort of deal with Satoru's bullshit because they don't know how much it's a facade and just how unpredictable the guy is.
Not to say Nanami doesn't consider Gojo a friend, it's more that he's digestible in small doses.
The shortest of them bows apologetically, "Thank you for having us," he says and then proceeds to hold up a basket of fresh bread from his favorite bakery.
Taking the bag he said, "Come in, and thank you." He says awkwardly it's not usual for strangers to encroach on his doorstep, even with Gojo as an escort.
Why does he have a feeling he'll be repeating this in the future?
Nanami leads them to the sitting room and asks what they'd like to drink as he makes his way towards the kettle, only for Gojo to say, "I'll have ten cubes of sugar and three for the husband o' mine," and Nanami almost trips as looks back in slight disbelief.
'Nani!?'
He thought that was just a rumor.
——-
"Okay, so…" Kenji says trailing off as he claps his hands together while standing in front of the combined classes of the first and second years.
"I don't know how to start."
Taking a deep breath he looks around and decides to go with Maki, "Would you want to volunteer to be my partner for this."
Not that he knows what he's going to do yet.
Maki shifts her weight before huffing and walking forward with her weapon propped on her shoulder, "All alright, I guess."
He gives her a thankful smile before looking towards the rest licking his lips, "So, I will warn you I've never done anything like this, but I hope to give you all something out of this."
Nodding to Maki, "I guess we can start with feeling each other out." He says with trepidation as he's not done much combat other than getting knocked down by Gojo over and over.
He gives her the signal and she leaps forward with a burst of speed. He focuses on the sensation of her rippling through his technique and waits for the right moment to sidestep her legs downward swipe, her foot cracking the ground as it lands.
He has to backbend out of the way just as her weapon swipes across where his head would've been, pushing off the ground he uses the heel of his shoe to divert the weapon again twisting in the air he lands on the weapon pinning the end of it into the dirt.
Stepping back with his breath a little bit heavy he smiles at the girl, "Very good, you have some serious power to them swings."
She grins proudly, "You're not too bad yourself."
He waves the girl's compliment away, "Don't flatter me, I have a little bit of a cheat." As he says this he allows his ability to manifest in the human eye's visual spectrum.
"Whoah!" He hears Yuuji exclaim as the formless galaxy gleams around them all.
Kenji had found out that he could make his galaxy flare in the ultraviolet spectrum and through his connection with them he could see in that spectrum as well. And it's sure it's strange being able to see a spectrum he's not been able to.
——
"What is this!" Yuuji asks in awe, he reaches out to touch one and has to withhold a giggle as they start to cluster around his finger and the sensation causes a warm tingle to travel through his body.
He draws his hands back with a cry of surprise as Nobara hisss at him to stop, saying it could be dangerous.
'Backcountry who-'
Whatever nasty thing Sukuna was gonna spit is stopped as Kenji answers him with the man's expression of fondness, and Yuuji wonders what he's done to earn such a warm look, "That is my power, my cursed technique."
Kenji turns to address them all, "As you can see I have the ability to make a special type of matter," he then holds out his hand and seems to call forth a small cluster of the sparkly stuff, he watches in awe as it swirls idly in their teacher's hand.
'Pay attention brat.'
'I am.' He replies crossing his arms petulantly, ignoring the curses scoff in favor of Kenji's words.
"I have a unique connection with these buggers and anything they touch, I can sense in any capacity that the human can, smell, sight, touch, and even taste if I wanted." He makes a face showing them that he would never want to do so causing them all to laugh good-heartedly.
"This is how I was able to predict Maki's movements, now the only issue is it's useless if I can't move as fast as my mind can predict. If we had continued I'd have lost out of sheer stamina." He turns to look at the green-haired girl.
"You're seriously an amazing combatant. I hope you know that I only had a chance because I had the edge of predicting what you were going to do." Yuuji catches the glasses girl flush in response to the praise but Kenji already moved on.
"Now I can tell you that dancing is similar to Kata's in that you have to learn the moves before you can combine them smoothly." He watches as Kenji then pulls a couple of speakers that had been lying beside his bag after he had led them to an open field.
"So first thing is, let's dance," Kenji says and taps his phone, and a foreign song from the States starts to play.
'I have to dance!' He mentally shouts somehow not comprehending what a dance teacher was, he blatantly ignores Sukun's laughter.
A/n:
So we see the residual effects of the deal and I think it's just hilarious to imagine pretty dragonflies fluttering around in Sukuna gloom of terror.
Kenji is going to be super protective of Yuuji (mainly because I adore the innocent puppy) and while it sounds like Kenji is attaching himself fast to these people, remember that pesudo relationships tend to blurr how much someone thinks and it's gonna take a few for the reality of them being their own person to sink in.
I'm on the verge of making this an official (future) threesome with the two powerhouses being dotting walking nukes who only refrain from absolute devastation by the pure love of Kenji. (I can just see Satoru and Sukuna having that infamous fight and instead of cutting Gojo in half he straight up kisses the guy.)