Suguru Geto x reader pt 6
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Days dragged on, each one feeling longer than the last. I felt ready to jump back into training, but everyone else treated me like I was made of glass. They wouldn’t let me lift a finger without asking if I needed help, as if I might trip on a flat surface. Three days of this, and I was desperate for things to go back to normal. The stitches were gone, the scab on my head had finally healed, and aside from the occasional headache, I felt fine. Watching everyone train, run, and go about their routines without me was like torture.
Still, I tried to use the time to reflect, thinking back on everything that happened on the mission. I felt a surge of pride at discovering new abilities, even if the cost had been high. Tori had finally decided she’d make her move on Nanami, and classes and missions resumed as usual. But there was still Suguru’s strange question about choice rattling around in my mind. He’d questioned whether I’d actually chosen to become a sorcerer, and I wondered if choice really mattered. Wasn’t it more of a privilege to be able to help others like this?
Lost in my thoughts, I almost didn’t realize how long I’d been staring out at the garden. The day was slipping by, and I’d promised myself I’d get some schoolwork done. As I stood and made my way along the veranda, heading back to my room, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over me. It felt as though the floor stretched endlessly in front of me. A sharp, itching pain flared in my head, and I pressed my hands to my temples as if that could dull it. Then, a strange heaviness filled my chest—sadness, maybe even fear. My heart ached, not with my own emotions, but with something darker.
Fragments of an image flashed before me—the office building from the mission. But this wasn’t my memory; it was like I was seeing it from someone else’s eyes. I realized, stunned, that I was somehow feeling the curse’s own emotions—the defeat, the fear it had felt right before I’d exorcised it. The sensation was overwhelming, pressing in on me until I could barely stand. I braced myself against the wall, fighting through the sensation until I finally managed to reach my room.
Breathing hard, I closed the door behind me, my mind racing. What had just happened?
Back in my room, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to focus. “Just block it out,” I muttered to myself. But the more I tried, the more it pressed in, seeping through the cracks. I could feel something dark and shadowy pooling beneath the surface, the same dark energy I’d felt in my domain expansion. This darkness, this “Hollow” I’d glimpsed in my fight, now seemed to move on its own inside me, stirring like something half-awake.
I knew I needed to get back to training as soon as possible. That morning, I dragged myself into class with bags under my eyes after barely sleeping, but there was no way I’d mention what was going on, not yet. Luckily, it was Friday, and the day passed quickly enough. In our last class, Tori was in rare form, chattering nonstop. I loved her, but all I could think about was getting to the training field after class. Still, I couldn’t help listening a bit as she went on about how she was finally ready for a relationship, gushing about how she couldn't wait to get to know Nanami better.
Then, out of nowhere, she broke my concentration entirely. “Would you ever consider a threesome?” she asked, her face dead serious.
I was shocked, eyes wide, trying to figure out if I’d heard her right. “Wait—what?” I blinked at her, not sure if I was dreaming.
She leaned closer, unfazed. “You know, with Geto and Gojo. You can’t tell me it hasn’t crossed your mind at least once,” she continued with a mischievous grin.
I stifled a laugh, glancing around to make sure Sensei wasn’t listening, though he was already packing up his things, clearly distracted. “Tori, what the hell?” I shook my head, chuckling. She just grinned wider, clearly proud of herself for throwing me off. As Sensei finally said goodbye and left us alone in the empty classroom, I grabbed my things, ready to bolt.
“I have to go,” I said, pulling her into a quick hug. “Oh, and for the record,” I added, winking, “of course I’ve thought about it.” Then I darted out of the classroom before she could fire back.
I went to the training grounds and found an empty corner, determined to confront this strange new power. I focused on summoning that dark energy again, hoping I could control it, bend it to my will. Slowly, the shadow pooled around my hands, just like in the fight. The Hollow felt cold but somehow alive, and as I concentrated, I could feel the emotions of others—their stress, their fears, even their fleeting excitement—like small vibrations around me.
“Heyyy, what are you doing here, monkey?” Suguru’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. I rolled my eyes, feeling frustrated. Ugh, I just need some space. I turned to see the entire group behind him, and even Tori was with them. How? When did she...?
“We’re here for practice, and you’re already here. Want to join us?” he teased, his tone sarcastic. I couldn’t help but feel a little irritated. Of course, they’d all show up now, especially since I’d been so coddled the past few days. I loved being spoiled, but this? It was too much.
I glared at him. “Yeah, sure. Why not?”
Suguru raised an eyebrow, his teasing smile fading. “Are you sure it’s a good idea? I was just joking. If you’re not feeling up to it…”
I cut him off, my voice sharp. “No, I meant it. Come on, I’ll kick your ass.” The words came out more forcefully than I intended, but I couldn’t help it. I was angry—angry that everyone was suddenly acting like I couldn’t do anything for myself, angry about the lingering effects of what had happened, and angry that I still couldn’t explain the strange emotions I was feeling.
The group sat down on the grass, and Suguru took a few steps toward me, his expression softening. “Monkey, you don’t have to prove anything. If you’re not feeling alright, we can always—”
“No, I said I’m fine.” I interrupted him again, turning on my heel and walking to the center of the field. I reached for my nunchaku, pulling them off my belt with purpose. It was time to show them I was ready.
The moment Suguru and I squared off, the air between us seemed to crackle with tension. I could feel his energy—he wasn’t holding back, and neither was I.
I lunged forward, nunchaku whirling in a blur, aiming to catch him off-guard. Suguru effortlessly dodged, his movements fluid, as if he were expecting me to strike from that angle. With a flick of his wrist, cursed energy surged from his body, manifesting into ethereal black shadows that twisted and coiled around his limbs like serpents.
"You're quicker than before," Suguru said, his eyes glinting with amusement. I didn’t let up.
I could feel his presence shift, a strange ripple in the air. His technique, Cursed Spirit Manipulation, was putting up a wall of cursed energy that I could barely break through. Each time I tried to strike, his curses were there, blocking or parrying with unnatural ease. The more I fought, the more his cursed energy seemed to push me back, making every attack feel heavier.
His eyes narrowed, watching my every move with an intensity I couldn't ignore. That wasn’t just strategy; it was like he was waiting for me to come at him with everything I had.
I threw another strike, this one coming from above, trying to break his defense. Suguru smirked, stepping back just slightly, allowing the strike to pass by him. But as I pivoted to prepare my next move, he closed the gap in an instant, using his curses to bind my arms. I barely had time to react before he twisted me around, forcing me to the ground.
I tried to kick out, using my legs to free myself, but the pressure on my limbs was overwhelming. His cursed energy tightened around me like chains, pulling me into submission. The world around me spun for a moment, my breath coming in ragged gasps. But I wasn’t done yet.
I focused, pulling the dark energy I had learned to shape. Veil of Aether—I had only just begun to understand the true depth of it, but I knew I could use it to break free.
The Hollow began to form around my hands. The black mass expanded, and I sent a shockwave of dread spiraling through the air. The emotion hit Suguru like a freight train. His grip loosened for just a moment as his own confidence faltered, just long enough for me to push free.
I shot back to my feet, preparing for my next attack, feeling the power surge through me.
Suguru blinked, the brief hesitation clearing from his expression. "Impressive," he said, but there was a new sharpness in his eyes. He liked this.
His curses flared once more, twisting around me as I tried to create another strike. They slithered faster than I could react, wrapping around me, pinning me in place. With a quick movement, Suguru appeared behind me, his arm snaking around my neck.
"Gotcha," he whispered.
I struggled for a moment, but I could already feel the weight of the fight pulling me under. He had me in a hold I couldn’t escape from. I breathed deeply, but the pressure was suffocating.
"Still want to keep going? This is kinda hot" Suguru's voice was low, almost teasing. My vision blurred as I fought to stay conscious, but I knew the fight was over. My body felt heavy, the fight draining out of me, and with a final groan, I relaxed into the hold.
I felt a bit better, the tension from the fight releasing. As Suguru let go of me, he checked to see if I was okay, a warm, almost mischievous smile crossing his face. "Maybe you should sleep in my room tonight," he suggested casually as we walked back to where the others were cheering. We swapped places, signaling that it was someone else’s turn to practice.
Gojo, ever the one to stir the group, asked, "Who’s next?" Tori and Nanami stood up simultaneously, their surprised looks meeting.
"So, it’s set," Nanami said with a grin, walking toward the field.
"Go, girl!" I cheered, proud to see Tori step up to something she wanted. As Tori and Nanami squared off on the field, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous for her. Tori had been talking about this moment for weeks, and now that it was finally happening, I was unsure if she was truly ready. But I knew she’d put her heart into it, and that was enough to make me proud.
Suguru’s hand rested around my shoulders, his fingers lightly tracing my arm, a comforting presence beside me. He seemed so at ease, as if the intensity of our earlier fight had barely fazed him. In contrast, I still felt that rush of energy flowing through my veins, the sharp sting of adrenaline mixed with the lingering ache in my body. It was hard to let go of the feeling, but being next to him helped me center myself.
“You okay?” Suguru’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I nodded, offering him a small smile. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just thinking.”
He raised an eyebrow, his gaze softening as he leaned in a little closer. “About sleeping over?”
“Partly,” I teased. "But mostly about Tori. I just hope she doesn’t get hurt out there."
Suguru chuckled. “Tori’s tough. I’ve seen her fight before. She’s stronger than she looks."
I glanced over to where Tori was now facing Nanami. There was a spark of determination in her eyes, her stance steady and focused. Her previous nervousness seemed to have melted away. She was fully committed now, and that gave me a sense of pride. Still, I couldn’t shake the lingering feeling that I was somehow responsible for her now, for encouraging her to push forward with this.
As the fight began, both Tori and Nanami moved with precision. Nanami’s calm, calculated attacks contrasted with Tori’s more instinctive style. It was a beautiful back-and-forth to watch, each of them testing the other’s limits.
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