Willing his ability to gather in his hands Kenji then sweeps his palm across the empty field watching as his technique follows the movement and pierces the middle of the tree he's been aiming at. He has found that it's harder to concentrate on his sensory input when he activates an active power instead of his more passive sensing technique.

He figured it had to do with the fact that they leave the 'surface' of whatever it is they are clinging to, to then attack.

When he accidentally disengaged the tree he found out that he could increase the amount of matter he has at his disposal. The information given to him from the tree is extremely complex and something he's still trying to figure out what it means and how he can utilize the newfound information, so far he's found nothing other than how to reconstruct the trees.

"Well aren't you interesting," a strange voice echoes through his head making him stumble in fright.

'Okay, calm down now'

Kenji looks around wearily, the voice not giving off any malicious energy but he still is on guard.

Wasn't this place supposed to be protected by

"Tengen!?" He says in a whisper of disbelief, did he accidentally absorb the only thing keeping this place safe!?

"Oh, shit!" He's gonna get executed for killing this world's version of a godling.

"At peace my child, you merely created a link between us."

"As you already know, my physical body is… not in the best condition so I use the branches and roots of the land to keep my eye on things and the trees. Your interesting ability has created a unique link." Tengen soothes inside his fucking mind, making his already frantic thoughts even more.

"Does that mean you can read my thoughts!?" He doesn't know how to feel about that, violated obviously, but the more he comes to the conclusion he sees an opportunity.

"Yes, I apologize for the invasion of my child, but I will thank you," Tengen says in a serious tone.

"For the knowledge you have may very well change the outcome of our future."

"I-" he stutters out the bubble of ignorance he's set himself up shattering now that he is confronted with the situation by someone who can smell his bullshit and call it out.

The others simply think he's a strange human/cursed spirit experiment. Gojo and Yaga had already been set on the notion that he was some failed experiment. A failed assimilation of some kind with a cursed spirit, and the colony is a result of it. They assumed a lot of his foreknowledge about the world yet amnesia with some of the more basics is a result of his mind adjusting to the process.

While most of that makes sense, he hadn't known how to tell them he's also from another universe where everything is made up by a manga writer.

Feeling restless he starts pacing, whispering to his newfound therapist, the fact that his mind is invaded, not really scaring him after sharing it with thousands of particles for the last few weeks, "I don't even know why I am here. I just woke up in a hospital bed with what I thought were just characters, then supposedly I'm married to one of them, even if it's a fucking ruse!" He yells at the end. The accumulation of emotions just piling up as he rants.

"Now I have some ancient fucking tree bro in my head." He mutters the last part.

"Woah! Bad time?" He spins on his feet, his ability shooting towards Gojo in surprise.

"Holy shit!" He quickly deactivates his ability just as his husband extends his infinity, slowing the attack before he calls back his technique.

"Sorry," he says sheepishly, to which Satoru waves his apology off.

"No problem, you're not the first person I've dated to try and kill me."

"I don't think you're supposed to say that so flippantly," he can't help but muse, despite the rush of embarrassment that he feels at the word dating.

"And you can't say we're dating when you haven't even taken me on a date," he sniffs haughty, hoping to distract the other from what he stumbled across.

"What are you doing here anyway? I thought you had a mission," he asks, looking down at the bags in Gojo's hands, obviously a mission for Gojo is just sightseeing.

Gojo shakes the bags playfully before letting his limitless take hold of them as his hands come up to cup Kneji's face as he steps up to him, "Ah, don't think you can distract me from what I heard sparks." He says leaning closer.

"What much did you hear-" he stops as Gojo presses his finger to his lips.

"You are adorable." Satoru murmurs, cupping his cheeks again and it takes Kenji a second to realize the other man isn't wearing his glasses as he gazes into the abyss that is Satoru's eyes.

"Go- Satoru?" He whispers, idly wondering if Tengen is still there and if he should be embarrassed by the fact that he potentially has no mental privacy anymore.

"Kenji," Satoru says, and hearing his name come out of Satoru's mouth makes him shiver, and by the lift of his mouth, the taller man can tell.

Gojo speaks after a moment of just peering into each other's eyes, his tone full of mischief, "I had originally just wanted to come here and show off my spoils, but now it seems I have to show you my intentions since you can see what everyone else does."

He tries to speak but his tongue feels heavy, thankfully Gojo continues, "I am not the most well-put-together person, I am more aware of my faults than others think."

"What do-" he pauses, not sure how to even think at the intensity of the other's eyes.

Gojo leans in, "I know we haven't had much time together, but this is real for me my sparkles. You make me feel human." Gojo whispers and just as their lips just about to touch Satoru's phone goes off.


Megumi feels his heart thundering as he crouches, his phone had been destroyed before he could connect to Gojo, and now he is facing the most feared curse to walk this earth. The being currently possessing the pink hairs punk.

And now he is shirtless, ranting crazy as Megumi prepares to summon Mahoraga, "The light is even better in the flesh of a human."

"Cursed flesh is so boring, sensations are even more extraordinary in a physical body, oh how long it's been!" The curse raves as he spreads his arms out like a king addressing his citizens.

"Where is the Woman! The child? I wish to show these fools just who is in charge! I want to bath in the blood of-"Here Megumi watches in disbelief as the curse slaps himself in the face, stopping his rant.

"What the hell, how are you resisting me!?" Sukuna growls glaring down at the hand that hit him.

"What do you mean bro? It's my body?" Megumi hears Yuuji speak as the curse gets more angry.

"I'll destroy your whole-" Whatever the curse is gonna say drifts away as the tattoos covering Yuuji fade.

Yuuji rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, "Well that was weird." He says and then looks confused about why Megumi still has a defensive stance.

"What are you doing?" Yuuji asks a little wary.

Swallowing thickly at the fact that he's going to have to kill a teen the same age as him, he says, " By my duty as a Sorcerer I hereby sentence you to death, cursed Vessel Yuuji."

Yuuji waved his hands frantically as Megumi gathered his cursed energy, "Whoa, whoa! Wait, can't we talk about this first!" He says backing up.

Just as he is about to activate his last resort, he feels a familiar shift in the air as the annoyingly familiar voice announces his presence.

"Talk about what?" His Sensei says an arm around Kenji and the other holding a bunch of souvenirs from his recent mission.

"Whoah, who are you!" Yuuji exclaims in amazement at the way Gojo just appeared. His sensei simply grins proudly while Kenji shifts, probably feeling nauseous from his first teleportation with Gojo.

"The names Gojo," his sensei say while hugging Kenji to his side as he introduces his husband, Satoru loves to say it to anyone who will listen, "and this is my cutie patootie of a husband Kenji-kun."

Said husband shifts in embarrassment at being the center of attention.

"Oh, well that's cool, but I still am confused about why I have to die," Yuuji says, still shitless and Megumi has to force himself not to stare at the others' lack of modesty.

"Yeah, why does Megumi have to die Megumi?" Gojo asks him, hugging Kenji like he's in distress.

"Satoru, I can't breathe." Kenji wheezes.

Gojo ignores him and asks his adopted son about the cursed object he's been assigned to. "Oh! Hey, Megumi, how's the finger hunting going, I got your call but you hung up, s'why I show up so abruptly."

Yuuji coughs at that.

" uh, I kinda ate it." He says.

"You ate it?" Gojo deadpans.

"He ate it," Megumi says with exasperation.

"Did it taste good?" Kenji asks and they all look at him crazy.

Kenji looks around in disbelief, "What now I'm the weird one?" He says while Yuuji shakes his head.

"Nah man, it tastes disgusting." He says and Megumi resists the urge to slap his head.

Kenji nods like a sage, "Understandable."

Gojo steps away and leans obnoxiously close to Yuuji, who doesn't seem to have a sense of personal space by how unbothered he is by the promotion as he is asked, "You seem to have good control over him, Ryomen Sukuna. You think you could let him out and suppress him again?"

Yuuji shrugs, "Yeah, why wouldn't I? it's my body."

"How about 10 seconds?"

"Okay," Yuuji says with a laugh, clearly not understanding the severity of this whole situation.

"Sensei! What-" he tries but a hand on his shoulder makes him stop and look at Kenji who crouches beside him.

"Satoru, won't let anything happen to us." He says, and Megumi falls silent, knowing it's fruitless to fight against his Sensei anyway.

"You're right-I-o about that my darling." Gojo sings just as A tattooed hand claws for his face only to find an angry cursed spirit staring at him while his sensei sits on the other's back.

No, he's not staring at Megumi, but Kenji.

"Ah, eyes off," Gojo says and kicks his opponent away.

"Oh, this is exhilarating! What a time to be alive!" Sukuna croons loudly as he walks out from the dust, no damage done to Yuuji's body.

"You and those pesky sorcerers sure are a nuisance. I can't wait to show you all how a true warrior fights!" He ends with a cackle and leaps for the attack.

"A little batshit isn't he." Megumi looks away to Kenji whose presence is calming, especially since the other has his strange technique soothing the aches in his bones from today's shit fest. Shoko was the one to figure out Kenji could potentially use positive cursed energy more easily since the mental concentration it takes is halved by his unique colony.

So far Kenji has only figured out how to produce a calming energy.

"I heard that!" Sukuna croons as he dodges an attack from Gojo, and Kenji winces while Megumi shivers at the threat implied.

"You were meant to!" Megumi looks up in disbelief at the audacity of Kenji.

"What are you doing!?" He hisses, tugging on Kenji's arm.

"What?" He asks and Megumi wants to bash us fucking head.

"I can see why you and Gojo work so well," he muttered, oddly feeling less scared as his teacher's husband fucking banters with the equivalent of the devil.


A/n:

How did you like the interaction between Gojo and Kenji? Are they too fast? Right now I think it's them poking and testing each other.

So, how is Sukuna going to handle Kenji? I mean it's rare for someone to banter with him, and Kenji still hasn't realized the severity of his situation so he's a little reckless with his attitude.

Megumi/Yuuji anyone?

~Skip this last part if you want to go on blind completely blind~

I am kinda wanting Kenji to adopt Choso and his brothers, and if you can tell I was thinking of having a way for Kenji to do that.

If you can see the hints, Kenji will potentially be able to reconstruct a body and I am thinking of using that to his advantage.