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Amaterasu | Jujutsu kaisen

Chapter 1

Summary: This is the story of the sun and moon's child. A, not at all, normal kid that found himself participating in the world of sorcery and under the guidance of the strongest sorcerer. Sort of.

Character: Male OC

Warnings: Mentions of death.

A/n: I ask you to take into account that l lack experience writing in English and there'll be some grammatical mistakes because my native language is Spanish.

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“A new student?” Asked the teenage red head nonchalant. His voice came muffled by the rim of the can in his mouth. The now student leaned his head back compelatly to drink the rest of the beverage.

“Mmhm. And I need you to keep an eye on him.” Answered Gojo sensei. The man smiled when he saw the boy shaking the can over his mouth to take until the last drop while humming to what the teacher was saying. The red head even had the audacity to look inside the can looking for more.

The boys obsession with unhealthy beverages was more than evident. “What grade is he?”

Gojo walked to the boy lazily seating in his couch and replaced the can with a strawberry mochi he recently bought. “Special grade.”

Kimura whistled in wonder finally looking at Gojo. “Such a task for little ol’ me?”

Gojo smirked. “Well, I wanted my strongest student to help with such an important task.”

The boy raised an eyebrow. It’s not that uncommon to get praised by the strongest sorcerer but…

“And since Inumaki is busy.” Shrugged Gojo.

Kimura snorted. Yep, that’s more like it. He bit the mochi, actually pleased by the slight sour taste mixed with the sweet.

“So?” Asked the older still standing next to the student catching his attention again. “Wanna help?”

The younger’s shining eyes glowed with amusement, looking intensely towards his guardian. “As long as the rookie doesn’t have a stick up his ass I don’t see a problem.”

Satoru laughed at the boy’s answer. He already knew he would agree since the beginning. It’s always been like that. Him trusting the kid with small tasks and Kimura agreeing. The part of asking came more out of respect than anything.

“By the way, I’ll need the new student’s information that the school collected. You tend to forget things.”

Gojo pouted. “How mean.~”

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The first year students were currently in their classroom waiting for the teacher. None of them seemed to mind the tardiness, they were more interested in panda’s information about a new student.

“Did you hear about the transfer student coming today? They say he stuffed four of his classmates into a locker.” Mentioned Panda with certain uneasiness in his voice.

The Kimura boy put his arm in the table leaned his chin in his hand, not really paying attention to the conversation.

“He killed them?” Said Maki, asking the important cuestión.

Toge was equally as intrigued for the answer. “Okaka?”

“No, but gravely injured, apparently.” Panda reassured.

Maki didn’t seem that surprised nor interested by the answer. “Hmmm… well, if he’s cocky, I’ll wring him out.”

“Shake.”

Suddenly the three of them turned to the only one not participating in the conversation.

“What do you know about the new student, Akio?” The mentioned turned his head to his classmates, looking at them from behind the shades Gojo gifted him years ago, the same ones the man used when he was a student. “What did the idiot tell you?”

“Why do you assume he told me anything?” He asked honestly intrigued.

“Everyone knows you are Gojo’s favorite student. He trusts you anything. Now. Answer.” Said the only female in the place bluntly.

“Hmmm… well, other than what you already know… he told me-“ the red head was interrupted when the strongest sorcerer opened the door loudly and came rushing inside with a lot of energy.

“Here I am, my precious students.” Weirdly, (more than normal) he stared making gestures dramatically exaggerated like an announcer. “I’ll now… be introducing… the transfer student! Everyone, get excited!”

No one was exited.

“Get exited.” He pleaded in a whisper.

The Kimura boy smiled before speaking. “Maybe we’ll get excited once we meet the student.” He suggested.

“That won’t happen.” Said Maki, she was already tired and the classes just began. “I heard he’s an awfully sour one. I’m not going to create the mood for someone like that.” She readjusted herself in her sit, crossing her legs to one side and leaning her elbow on the back of her sit.

Akio sighted as he brushed his wolf cut hair with a hand. Yep, that’s so Maki of her.

“Shake”

Panda only hummed, agreeing with Maki.

Gojo sighted in defeat at the lack of excitement of the class. But what could he do? “Oh, well. Come on in!” He called.

Maki then rested her cheek on her palm now leaning on the table as she looked at the door, Gonna give him the silent treatment.

The door slide open softly contrary to what they felt the moment Yuta stepped foot inside.

A thick wave of cursed energy crashed against their senses. While Maki and Toge stared to sweat cold Panda was frozen in his place. Yuta doesn’t know how to keep his cursed energy from leaking out of him and it’s evidently affecting them.

Akio for his part, felt goosebumps arise on his nape. A primal instinct to challenge the newcomer and reaffirm his status as the strongest student made itself present. He definitely was excited now.

Unfortunately, all of that disappeared…

“I’m Okkotsu Yut-“

Once his classmates jumped against the boy. They didn’t even let him introduce himself.

Maki pierced the chalkboard with her spear, right next to Yuta’s head. Panda and Toge where by her side ready to back her up. “Is this some kind of test? You’re cursed.”

Akio turned to the calm looking sensei. His mission is to keep an eye on the boy (take care of him) but he never expected to have to protect him even from his friends.

The white haired man turned to the boy when he felt a stare and gave him a smile as he raised a hand, discreetly telling him to watch and leave it to him. Maybe.

Akio sighted again. He needs a sweet beverage.

“This is a place to learn curses. It’s not a place for the cursed to be.” Declared Maki with hostility.

Yuta looked taken aback and Akio had an idea why, so he spoke. “The number of people that die mysterious deaths or go missing in Japan is over 10,000 a year on average. Most of those are casualties of curses born from the negative emotions of people.” He leaned back crossing his arms and spreading his legs to get comfortable in his sit. “Among them are also malicious cases caused by curse users. Only curses can affect other curses. This where we learn curses to exorcise curses: Tokyo jujutsu High School.”

By the end of the speech Yuta lost all color on his face looking at Gojo. Tell me that ahead of time!

“Aaaaand you forgot to tell him that.” Ended Akio as they all turned to the culprit of the misunderstanding. Gojo, raised a hand in an apologetic way.

He seriously has a problem with forgetting important things.

Until he remembered one little important thing. “Oh, you all should back away quickly.” He suggested confusing the three students formerly threatening the newcomer.

Their questions were answered when a pair of hands came out of the chalkboard forcing them to step back.

“Do not…”

“Wait! Rika-chan!” Begged Yuta.

“…bully Yuta!” She attacked.

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Long story short, Rika end up giving them a good bonk in the head, and the classroom was trashed. Even Akio had to stand next to Gojo when a chair was thrown in his direction.

“So as you can see, this is the boy cursed by Rika-chan, who just loves him…” Gojo made exaggerated gestures again. “Okkotsu Yuta-kun! Be nice to him, everyone!”

The three students hit in the head where annoyed. Akio was indifferent, he already knew. And Yuta looked close to fainting.

“If you attack Yuta, Rika-chan’s curse will activate… or not. Either way, be careful, everyone.”

Akio covered his snort faking a cough when his friends glared at him. And you’re telling them now?

Gojo turned to Yuta. “These guys are being all rebellious…”

“Oi.” Groaned Akio.

“Except for him” he added in a rush. “…so I’ll introduce them quick-like.”

Yuta listened atently but he had a feeling not even all his attention would save him from his teacher’s antics. And unknown to him, he was right.

Gojo pointed at Maki with his hand. “This is the cursed tool user, Zen’in Maki. She uses special tools to exorcise curses.” He turned to Toge. “This is the cursed speech user, Inumaki Toge. He can only speak in rice ball ingredients, so good luck conversing.” Said student raised a hind in greeting. “This is panda.” He added bluntly.

“I’m Panda. Nice to meet you.” Emphasized the puppet.

“And last but not least. The most experienced in cursed energy and the current strongest student in the school, Kimura Akio. He’ll be in charge of teaching you when I’m not around.” Announced the withe haired man pointing at the remaining student.

Even if you are around, though the tree other students.

“What do you mean by ‘current’?” Even though his words came bluntly he had a smile on his face. Fortunately for Yuta, the teenager’s calm posture with his hands in his pockets and smile, reassured him enough. “Welcome to the school Yuta-kun.”

“Well, there you have it.” Finalized Gojo, bumming Yuta.

He didn’t give me the explanation I wanted the most, cried the boy in his head. He wanted an explanation about the talking panda.

“Okay, now there are five first-years!” Yuta moved to stand next to Akio, the only one who didn’t attack him before, getting a smile from him. “For your afternoon jujutsu practice, you’ll be working in groups.” He raised his hands showing two fingers in one hand and three in the other. “First, Toge and Panda.”

The mentioned nodded. They’ve already worked together before.

“Maki, Yuta and Akio.” He announced.

Maki made a displeased sound that had Yuta jumping in his place. She just voiced disgust?!

Akio put his hand in the boy’s shoulder in a reassuring way, managing to calm him down, slightly.

“Now…” Gojo clapped his hands. “Go get ready.”

Without a word, the first years walked out of the trashed classroom to retrieve their things, all expect for the Akimura boy.

“I thought you would be in charge of supervising Yuta’s first mission. Why am I teamed up with him?” Asked the younger of the two once he was sure the others wouldn’t hear them. He leaned against the rim of a window. Sending two special grade sorcerers to keep Yuta in check seemed like overkill. If he was going that meant Gojo wasn’t.

Gojo’s smile dimmed slightly. “Toge and Panda are stronge, but I have a feeling the elders want to measure Panda’s capabilities.” His tone, as well as his expression, soured. He didn’t like the idea of his teacher being the elder’s target. “Their condition to Yuta’s freedom was someone capable of stoping him supervising his first week of missions. They want to know if he has a chance at controlling Rika. That’s where you come in.” Gojo turned his face to look at Akio, even though they had bandages and shades on, they looked into each others eyes. “I need you to guide him while I watch over Panda.”

Akio stayed silent for a moment processing the severity of the situation. A young boy’s life and their school’s principal were at stake.

The red headed nodded once. He won’t fail. “I won’t disappoint you.”

I know you won’t, thought Gojo relieved smiling softly.

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After an awkward drive to their destination, where Maki looked out the window to avoid looking at the newcomer sitting next to her and the red head kept himself busy with his phone in the copilot sit, they finally arrived.

Yuta almost sighted in relief until he found himself confused by their location.

Maki and Yuta followed the red head currently occupied with his phone, exchanging messages with Gojo at the opposite side of the country.

“Am, excuse me. Where are we?” Asked Yuta finally braking the seemingly endless silence.

Akio and Maki stopped and looked at him over their shoulders. Maki huffed before continuing, leaving Akio to deal with the rookie.

Akio smiled softly at the boy. But not even that reassured the boy after what he heard. “This is an elementary school where some children have gone missing.” He informed before continuing walking after Maki, forcing Yuta to do the same to not be left behind.

“M-missing?” Flinched the boy.

Akio nodded not looking back. “It happens in places like this. It’s probably the work of a naturally-occurring curse.” The young sorcerer stopped once they reached Maki. They were finally in the right place to start. In the middle of the school’s yard.

“You’re saying the kids were kidnapped by a curse?”

The Kimura boy nodded as he looked at Yuta again. The poor rookie looked really out of place. “Yeah. Two children have gone missing so far.”

“Curses tend to settle in spots that many people have memories of.” The males turned to Maki once she decided it was finally worthy to speak. “School, hospitals… Places often remembered with negative emotions are a receptacle for them. As those emotions build up, they cause a curse to be born like it was here.”

Akio turned once again to Yuta, directing his words to the shorter boy. “That being said. We’re here to exorcise the curse and save the children, or if they’re dead, retrieve them… that’s your current mission.”

Yuta paled instantly. “Huh? Dead?”

“Unfortunately, Yuta…” he said as he fixed his shades in his face, momentarily showing him his glowing eyes and loosing the smile. “There’s no such a thing as a good curse.” He said in huskie voice.

Yuta gulped at the red head’s stare, he’s scary, he thought.

“Now, pay close attention to what I’m about to do. You’ll have to do it yourself next time.” Kimura lifted a hand and raised two fingers, chanting the words required. “Emerge from darkness, blacker than darkness. Purify that which is impure.”

Yuta looked up at the sky, in awe and confusion. There was a strange liquid-like thing spreading and obstructing the sunlight. “It’s turning into night?”

“It’s a veil. It’s a barrier that will smoke out the curse and keep you all from being seen by those outside. It’s easy to undo from the inside… Well” deeming it the right moment to leave, Akio turned around walked back from where he came from. But not without telling them some last words. “Good luck you two. And by the way…” once outside the closing veil he looked at Yuta over his shoulder. “Don’t die.”

Yuta stared sweating cold and panicking, die? Like, die die? I can’t die on my first day of school, right? Can I?

Outside the veil, Akio leaned back against the black car and took off his shades. Imbuing a little bit of cursed energy in his eyes he was able to see the signatures of those present inside. Curses and humans alike.

Maki’s, whose energy was barely visible, moved swiftly between the low grade curses, making them disappear in one move.

It never ceases to amaze me Maki’s talent with cursed tools, thought the Akimura boy as he smiled.

The next minutes went by with nothing interesting happening even tho Maki and Yuta walked gallantly in the halls. No curse dared get close to Yuta. Seems like Rika is successfully scaring them off.

Ring

Suddenly, the supervisor was interrupted by his phone ringing. Checking that it was Gojo he answered.

“Hellooooo~” said Satoru’s cheerful voice. “How are my precious students holding in there~”

Akio rolled his eyes at the older’s antics. “Nothing interesting at the moment. Maki exorcised a group of low grade curses a few minutes ago but other than that they seem to be scaring every curse away… or more, like Rika is scaring them.”

Gojo hummed.

“They still haven’t found the kids nor the biggest curse. Though, I doubt they’ll- uh?…” he was suddenly interrupted by said curse appearing, creating a ruckus, and sending his classmates flying through the air before eating them. “…”

“Hello? You there?”

“…”

“What happened.”

“Ummm”

“Akio?”

“The curse ate them.”

“…” Gojo was silent for a few seconds before… “uh?”

Akimura sighted as he closed his eyes. There was no use in watching since the curse’s energy hide those inside. He diced to rely on his sensing abilities. “They are alive in the curse’s stomach, although, they’re not the only ones.” He opened his eyes looking at the now passive curse enjoying its last meal. “They found the kids. Injured and possibly close to death but alive.”

Gojo hummed at the other side of the phone, digesting what he was hearing.

“Maki’s cursed energy seems erratic, tho. Posible poisoning. It’s not acting quick so I’ll give them a few minutes to figure a way out. I’ll interfiere if it becomes life threatening.” He finished the report, his eyes and senses never leaving the curse inside the veil.

“Sounds good~” said the clan head, sounding pleased. “Who knew you could be such a great sensei.~”

“Huh?”

“Keep up the good work. I leave them in your care.~” he hanged up.

Akio moved the phone in front of him, looking at it a few seconds in confusion. What was that?

He pocketed his phone again, paying attention to the action inside the veil.

He didn’t have to wait for much longer. He sensed a great spike in cursed energy before he saw something bursting out of the curse’s stomach. Not something, more like someone, thought Akio watching the gore scene of Rika tearing apart the other curse. That’s scary. He was internally thankful that he was outside of the veil. All the cursed blood flying in the air was stopped by the veil from reaching him.

His attention was brought to the group of kids nearing the veil covering the front gate. Poor Yuta was giving everything in himself to carry the kids and Maki away from the danger. He already promised he would change. He won’t be weak anymore.

Once he crossed the vanishing veil he collapsed, falling forward but instead of hitting the hard floor like he expected he found himself falling into a pair of strong arms.

Completely tired and slowly releasing the hold he had in the kids he looked up, at the owner of the arms. He swears what he saw was an angel. That vibrant flaming red hair glowing with the sun behind and the pair of jewels he has for eyes.

Akio smiled softly at the rookie. “You did it, Yuta. Good job.”

Yuta gave him a tired smile before letting his head fall in his classmates chest. So warm.

It’s been a tiring day.

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Akio stud in front of the hospital’s window with his hands in his pockets, watching the sun set in the horizon. His shades protecting his eyes from the light even though he doesn’t need it.

The upper part of his uniform was missing. He gave it to Yuta because his was stained with blood everywhere. Akio was left with his almost skin thigh black shirt but not even the AC directly hitting him bordered him. His cursed technique helps regulate his temperature.

The 15 year old student was busy thinking about something Yuta told him.

“I don’t think Rika-chan cursed me. I think I might have cursed Rika-chan?”

It was something improbable. Only those with innate techniques could do it and Yuta doesn’t belong to any known clan nor is he a remanente of any extinct one. At least that’s what he thinks.

“What’s this, an epidemic? First Yuta was a little blue and now you?” Asked a playful voice behind him.

Akio smiled as he turned to Satoru behind him. “If that’s it I recommend you to keep distance. Your going to get infected.” Gojo smirked once he reached the Akimura’s boy side.

“What ya thinking?” He asked leaning his side agains the window.

The redhead turned to the sunset again watching the last rays of the sun hide behind the horizon. “Yuta asked me something. I don’t know if he tell you.”

Gojo remained silent, intrigued by what he had to say. Whatever Yuta said must be important for Akio to take his time to think about it. Gojo got comfortable in his place, turning his back to the window, leaning his head on the glass putting his hands in his pockets.

Understanding the silent message to continue, Akio spoke. ““I don’t think Rika-chan cursed me. I think I might have cursed Rika-chan.” It’s what he said.” He mentioned, turning to see Gojo’s reaction, but the older one put a hand on his chin in a thinking expression.

“Well… it’s not imposible. In the past, the best age of the sorcerers, there were a lot of powerful sorcerers. Many of them where not affiliated to any clan. They where lone wolfs and not interesting enough to the people like the higher ups. If they had children or not wasn’t relevant to keep them in check. They were forgotten as stories in the ancient data scrolls stored in different places also forgotten. But…” Gojo turned to Akio smirking widely and tilted his head. “You should know about that. After all, you are the descendant of an unaffiliated sorcerer with similar techniques.” Finding funny what he was about to say he got into Akio’s personal space, almost bumping noses. Akio rise a brown. “Sun and moon’s offspring.”

Akio groaned in annoyance covering his ears. “Ugh, who the fuck thought that was a good moniker?”

Gojo threw his head back laughing at Akio.

“No, I mean, seriously. Who fights with curses and thinks “oh, offspring is such a good complement for a name.” Who does that?” Argues Akio.

Gojo sighed in bliss at the young boy’s distress. “Those who have seen your techniques and your partial domain expansion can attest to that.”

Akio froze for a moment, blinking once. Blinking again before… “Aaahhhh, it was you.” He exclaimed irritated. No one other than Gojo has seen his work with his domain and survived. The only other once to witness it where curses that are already dead. “That fucking moniker stuck.”

Akio jumped to Gojo, trying to grab him by the head but white headed man jumped back, out of reach, and raised his hand in his known hand sign to activate his technique. “Bye bye~” he snickered before disappearing.

Akio clenched his fists and took a deep breath. “SATORUUUUUUUUUUU.”

He was scolded for yelling in the hospital.

AMATERASU | Jujutsu kaisen

Prologue

Summary: This is the story of the sun and moon's child. A, not at all, normal kid that found himself participating in the world of sorcery and under the guidance of the strongest sorcerer. Sort of.

Character: Male OC

Warnings: Mentions of death.

A/n: I ask you to take into account that I lack experience writing in English and there'll be some grammatical mistakes because my native language is Spanish.

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They called him "The sun and moon's love child"

Amaterasu, goddess of sun, and tsukuyomi, god of the Moon.

Born from non-sorcerers parents and during a total eclipse, the town where he was born easily noticed the new addition in the small place. But what made the news spread like wild fire was the baby's appearance.

Born from a brown haired mother and a black haired father, the child appeared with red flaming hair. And the moment he opened his eyes everyones breathe hitched. Gray almost white eyes like milk with a crescent withe moon 🌙 underneath the pupil almost surrounding it. Eyes that seemed to glow even in darkness.

The birth of the child brought great expectations. And the most religious people ironically considered him as the chosen one. The reincarnation of their God. The one they have been expecting for years.

The child became the messiah of the town. The family became rich from all the people coming to seek guidance even from a baby or just the opportunity to see him. And the jujutsu world took notice of the event.

The elders of the jujutsu world kept an eye on the baby for the first two years but lost interest when they realized that the kid was not especial in any way. The people where the only ones that belived so.

At first everyone in the town was delighted with the child. He brought prosperity to the town, wealth and recognition. But not everyone agreed with the idea. Those who didn't like a child basically having everyone trapped around his little finger stared spreading rumors. False rumors of the devil hiding in sheep's clothes.

Little by little, people believed those rumors to be true and the town divided in two. Those who believed in the messiah and those who thought him the to be the devil.

Everything got worse when in one of his walks with his 'servant', the child of 8 years stoped with his veré hands a fast rolling cart from hitting a younger girl in the middle of the road.

Every possibility left of the kid being normal was thrown out the window and the people believing him to be the devil were enraged.

They decided to act before the child could gain any more strength.

In a normal night were the people of the town slept peacefully, the 8 year old child laid wide awake on his futon. He had a bad feeling. Like something was about to happen.

His hunch was proven right the moment his 'servant' (someone he considered a Nani and a better parental figure than either of his parents) came barging in his room with urgency only to halt on the doorway by a katana piercing through her chest from behind.

Moon eyes open wide in horror watched everything and every ditail posible. From the fear in her eyes to the katana moving in slow motion towards him ready to cut his own head off his shoulders.

He doesn't know how but the next thing he knows he's in the middle of a burning old traditional Japanese house. The flames danced fiercely around him but none burned him like they did to all those in the house with the intention to kill him.

The survival of the child scared most of the residents in the town. None of the killers survived. His parents didn't survive. The servants didn't survive. No one but him lived.

Fearing the rage of the powerful child the elders looked for a way to take the childe away from the town and free them from the anomaly.

Looking everywhere they found a contact that assured them they had a way to take the problem from their hands. Unknown to them, the contact was none other than Nanami Kento, a student from jujutsu highschool, and he had just the right thing in mind.

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"Ugh. Why am I here, sensei?" asked a very displaced 17 year old, white haired jujutsu student with his hands behind his head. The Tokyo's school principal and his student paced with calm towards their destiny. "I'm a sorcerer not a babysitter."

Yaga sighed heavily. "It's because I consider you the best one to talk to the kid." And to concentrate in something else than getting depressed, he thought.

Not finding anything that could convince his teacher to let him go Gojo grumbled under his breath about how all of this is a waste of time.

Faster than he would have liked, Gojo found himself walking along the halls of a traditional Japanese house, a big one at that, following a non-sorcerer man.

"Has there been a change in the boy?" Asked Yaga, concentrated in the reason they traveled so far.

"None, sir." Answered the man in a clam voice. "Have you come to a veredict about what happened?" He asked.

Yaga nodded once. Since the town didn't have the resources to find an expert forensic and jujutsu technical college was kind enough to send Nanami and Shoko to investigate. "It seems that one of the servants from the Kimura family may have thought that all the members of the family were dead and blew up the kitchen, starting the fire." He said in a calm tone. "That's as accurate as we can be considering most of it was unrecognizable by the fire."

Gojo rolled his eyes behind his shades. Any decent sorcerer would be able to recognize the signs of cursed energy in that place. And considering the damage, the signature of cursed energy they are approaching and knowing the only survivor, the child's probably a second grade or semi-first grade level. But it's not like they can say.

'Hey, did you know that your good for nothing small town produced a stronge sorcerer child?'

Just like always, they have to hide to cursed world from normal people.

"He is in here." Announced the man nodding to the sliding door in front of him. "He is calm boy not really that energetic, so don't expect much. But he is a good kid."

Gojo was slightly surprised by the honesty behind the man's words. After he heard that the elders of the town wanted to get rid of the child he expected hatred from everyone towards the young sorcerer.

Yaga nodded again before turning to Gojo. "Can you keep the kid some company while I talk with Koshi-San?"

The special-grade sorcerer understood the silent message. Yaga had nothing that should be keep private from him, but the reason he dragged him all the way to the town was to talk to the kid. "Hai hai." He answered nonchalantly.

Yaga stared at him for a moment before turning to Koshi. The man understood the 'need' to look for somewhere to talk alone and guided him to another room.

Finally watching them turn around the corner Gojo, grumbling under his breath, slammed the door open. "Hey kid." Announced his presence with a loud voice.

He already expected the boy to flinch and try to stay away from him. It's already happened before. His height, loud voice and sometimes even his eyes scare people away. But he was surprised by what happened.

In the room there lay an unused futon, the child was sitting in the engawa at the other side of the room, leaving the other sliding door open for everyone entering his room to find him watching the backyard. The child didn't move a single muscle nor did he appear to have notice his presence, but Gojo already suspects that the child knew he was there even before he opened the door.

The next thing that happened left Gojo speechless and with a sense of Deja vu. The kid turned his body slightly to the side and turned his head to see the intruder.

The moment the kid reveled his eyes Gojo was brought back to his own childhood (if he could call it that), the same eyes that used to look back at him trough the mirror were looking at him from the child now in front of him. Those light grey and glowing orbs had such an intensity that Gojo feared for a moment his own cursed eyes wouldn't stop the kid from inspecting his soul.

He was like him.

And yet not.

The kid's cursed energy flowed through his body the same way blood did in his veins. But his six eyes could easily see that by the amount of energy alone the kid was already a first grade sorcerer. The only reason Gojo didn't sense it before was because he was suppressing it. He doubts the child is aware of it, or had any kind of training to learn it, and the fact he is doing it unconsciously speaks of innate talent.

"Is there something I can help you with, sir?" Asked the boy in a soft yet firm voice.

Okay, maybe the child wasn't that much like him. Gojo wasn't respectful with others at his age. (Who is he kidding? He isn't, even now as an already grown up man)

Just like with his domain expansion, Gojo processed all his thoughts in a second and made his decision right then and there. He won't let people do to this child what they did to him.

Gojo took off his shades walking towards the boy before lowering himself to the child's level and looked at him in the eyes.

Glowing blue meet slightly surprised glowing light grey.

"Actually, I'm here to help you." He said with a smile in his face. It wasn't smug nor was it fake. It was completely genuine.

"Help me?" Asked the boy rising a red eyebrow. "How?"

Gojo extended his hand prepared for a hand shake. "If you take my hand I can show you."

Completely confused now, the Kimura boy looked at the withe haired's hand then at the owner's eyes. He didn't sense any kind of hostility or deception from the older.

Maybe he was a little naive to believe the stranger in front of him, but a hunch told him to take the hand. Who knows what could happen. Maybe he'll regret it... or maybe he won't. There's only a way to find out.

The moment the read haired boy took the stranger's hand he end up sealing his fate.

Everyone will know the power of the sun goddess and moon god's child's power.

And they'll either respect him or fear him.

Tell me what you think.