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Throwback to the now married Gojo Satoru and Iori Utahime's precious childhood memories.
Note: Originally posted on ao3
The Gojo household is currently busy unpacking things and organizing their newly purchased home after deciding to move, realizing that their previous property has become smaller for their growing children. Their first-born son recently turned ten and has developed an interest in cooking. Naturally, their previously spacious kitchen has become too small for the additional cook of the family.
Utahime, the matriarch of the Gojo household, wants the best for their son to hone his talent. Satoru, being the best hype man and father, instantly purchased a bigger home. The Princess of the family, their daughter, also requested a bigger garden to play with their pets. No one can resist their pretty little daughter, especially Satoru.
Utahime is currently arranging the storage with her seven-year-old daughter tailing her in hopes of helping her mother when suddenly the little getting her hands into something pretty and interesting.
"Mama!" She chirped excitedly as she showed a familiar costume of a popular heroine of a famous anime. "I want to wear this one!"
"Do you know Sailor Moon?" Utahime asks softly as she runs her hand through the certain costume. The little girl nodded.
More than 20 years have passed but the garment has maintained its quality. It needs some fresh air since it was stocked too long in a box but with a few cleanings, and trimming of some loose thread on the hem of the skirt, the Sailor Moon costume is still ready to be worn.
She maintained and treasured the said outfit, making sure it would last long as it held a precious memory of her childhood with her husband. Since that day, she has made sure that the story about her special Halloween will get passed on to her grandchildren. Utahime will never be forgotten.
Utahime pats her daughter's head as she giggles. Grinning from ear to ear, the mother nods in approval. "Make sure to model it to your brother and father after dinner, okay?"
Thirty minutes before the start of trick or treat. The children, dressed in their Halloween costumes ranging from scary creatures to cartoon characters, were all excited to get their hands on the candies they could possibly garner for roaming in the neighbourhood.
At that very last minute, Satoru changed his mind about the costume he was currently wearing, deciding he did not feel like wearing the robot costume anymore. His mother and he had planned it for months already. Being the mom who knew her son too well, had asked the seven-year-old if he was certain about the robot costume several times and the boy answered yes every single time. She was stressed out as Satoru threw a tantrum about wanting to change into something else out of nowhere. The reason was unknown.
Satoru was left alone in his room as his mother had left to search for a new costume that could be available instantly. The little boy tried the tiger onesie he wore last year only to be disappointed as the costume was ill-fitting. Satoru has grown a lot since last year. A frown painted on his face, afraid to skip the event where he could get all the chocolates in the neighbourhood. However, he refused to wear the robot costume.
Minutes later, his mother arrived with a white box in her hand. She placed it on the floor as she presented it to his son.
"I managed to borrow this from your cousin." Satoru's mother showed the said backup costume as little Satoru waited excitedly only to be left disappointed.
"No." Satoru crossed his arms, tears threatening to escape his big blue eyes. If the robot costume was bad, the new costume was the worst. With that being said, the boy threw another tantrum which made his mother sigh.
"This is all I could get. Your aunt and cousin were generous enough to dig into their closet to get this costume." She tried to explain in hopes of persuading the crying boy.
There was no sign of giving in and it made her want to give up. Her patience was known for being long, always being praised for being able to keep up with the little brat's naughty attitude. However, someone like her has limits too. The boy managed to reach it.
With her arms crossed on her chest, she looked at her son sternly, showing how serious she was and that throwing unnecessary tantrums would no longer work. "You either wear your original costume or that Sailor Moon costume that your cousin lent you."
"I don't want to wear any of those..." This time, Satoru's voice became softer, his glossy lips were quivering, tears pooling in his eyes.
"Then you can't participate in the trick-or-treat."
The words his mother dropped were the signal for his tears to fall completely. His cries were loud. Being unable to join would be very disappointing for him. As much as his mother felt bad for the crying child, she wouldn't let Satoru get his way every single time he wished to. A series of rings from their doorbell echoed throughout their home, it was Satoru's friends. Everyone was all dressed up and ready to go except him who was still in his pajamas.
"You can't make your friends wait for too long. You should decide now. Would you wear any of these costumes or you won't be going? Make up your mind now." She told the kid one last time as she wiped the child's tears. "Do you like the robot costume?"
Satoru shook his head.
"Then your only option is the sailor moon one."
"But Sailor Moon is a girl. This is for girls." Satoru replied, a frown painted on his face.
His mother cupped his cheeks as she smiled at him. "It doesn't matter. You are still the cutest. Besides, it's Halloween, anyone can dress any character they like to do." She consoles her son. "Look at Shoko, she is wearing a grim reaper. Come on baby, Halloween only comes once a year. I will assure you that everyone will give you even more chocolates than last year because you look cute."
After the pep talk between the mother and son, Satoru decided to stop being stubborn and wear the costume. It was a new and awkward feeling for the baby Satoru to say the least. He was looking at himself in the mirror, wearing a school uniform-looking costume. A white top with a blue-collar, adorned with a red bow, a blue skirt reaching almost his knees, a red knee-length booth, white gloves reaching his elbows and a blonde wig with pigtails with the most important part, the gold tiara on the forehead. His mother was fawning over his adorable son.
Being insecure about wearing a girl's costume, Satoru refused to go outside his room. His mother was preparing the candies, leaving him alone. Suddenly, a soft knock on his bedroom dorm was heard before it opened revealing his friends. They all look great. He thought.
Satoru was waiting for them to laugh and make fun of him for looking ridiculous. However, nothing was said or heard. Instead, they walked towards him.
"C'mon Satoru let's go or else the other group will take all the candies." Suguru, who was wearing a pirate costume, told him as he took his hand.
"I don't want to... I look funny..." Satoru replied.
"You don't. Don't be a baby and let's leave." Shoko, the grim reaper, added.
Utahime, on the side, observed carefully. Satoru looks cute in his costume, however, he feels insecure and discouraged to the point that chocolates and candies no longer work as persuasion. She needed to do something so he wouldn't feel out of place. An idea popped into her head!
"Wait for me here, I'll be right back!" She runs swiftly on her Cinderella dress, on her way back to their home which was right beside the Gojo's. Asking for her brother's tuxedo and dress shirt which he prepared instantly, she quickly made a DIY mask using white cardboard with the help of her father. Thanks to her mother, she was able to change quickly from the Cinderella ball gown to a tuxedo. Her brother also gave him his favourite magician hat. Her mother simply pinned her hair, enough to make it seem that it was short as they didn't have any wigs for her.
Suguru and Shoko were shocked at her last-minute costume change though it looked perfect on their eldest friend. Utahime asked Suguru to let her borrow the cape that he was wearing since it was unnecessary for his pirate costume which the boy gladly did. Everything was set and all that was left was to meet Satoru.
Satoru's bedroom door opened revealing a boy, however, it wasn't a boy. It was Utahime.
"I came to save you, Satoru."
The boy's eyes widened, his eyes were sparkling, cheeks turned pink. Utahime, who was previously Cinderella, was wearing a Tuxedo Mask costume, Sailor Moon's love interest. The sweet girl changed her costume to complement his. That made him feel better as he no longer felt ostracized.
"Let's go!" Utahime extended her hand as she ushered the little boy to come outside and enjoy.
Throughout the trick-or-treat event, Utahime stayed close to Satoru, not letting go of his hand. Satoru's mom was right! The parents were squealing at Satoru's cuteness, and also at the two children's dynamic. Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask ruled the Halloween event, garnering the most candies.
It was the best Halloween for Satoru and Utahime. The boy's worry has vanished as he had a good time, thanks to Utahime's kindness. As a remembrance, Satoru's mother took a picture of the duo, treasuring it forever.
"Our daughter wants to show you something," Utahime said as she sat beside her husband who was currently watching TV with their son.
There goes a child wearing a familiar costume, something that he treasures yet the source of his embarrassment as an adult. Satoru covered his face, ears turning red as a certain memory flashed in his mind. The embarrassment has yet to come when Utahime showed her children their photos that day.
"Oh my gosh, is that you papa?" Their eldest son was surprised at a little boy wearing the sailor moon costume. He tries his best to keep that album away from Utahime's hands. Yet, she always managed to figure out where he hid it. He can still clearly remember Suguru and Shoko laughing their hearts out. Those evil creatures.
The house is filled with laughter as they browse the photo album. It might be embarrassing but that was the day he realized he had a crush on that girl wearing a Tuxedo Mask costume.
A kiss on his cheek snaps him back to reality. Utahime knows she will get in trouble for it, hence, comforting her husband with kisses on his face.
"That won't work wifey. Better prepare yourself. In the name of the moon, I'll punish you." He simply replied, referrencing Sailor Moon's iconic line.
