Jujutsu Kaisen x reader

Chap. 3 - Rewind

Before Yoshiko was part of the special school Jujutsu Technical high school, there had been a woman from her clan before her from a prior generation. "Yo Kozakura!" Panting, she gave the white haired boy above her a glare almost in warning. "What do you want now Gojo?" I sighed out, my hands on my knees as I tried to catch my breath but most Kozakura women were weak physically. Kozakura Murasaki, the former holder of the strongest demon in the Kozakura clans possession, she was the host of Izanami before Yoshiko. "You crying on your knees down there?" Gojo, a boy who she was in the same grade as and shared several of the same classes spoke up. "Huff...shut up for your information I'm trying to get Izanami to cooperate." Using her blade, she had made it a makeshift crutch almost as she tried to get up but fell, Geto catching her. "Easy, you did take some good hits Murasaki. Don't be so rude to her Satoru." The far more level headed of the three man squad spoke as she shook her head at him, Murasaki hated the way that the two treated her. "She only came since Shoko can't fight for shit, Suguru." Gojo put a hand on his hip as the three walked in a group through the forest, they had just encountered a few curse users on a mission. Murasaki had met Geto and Gojo when she first became one of them, her family was a long line of sorcerers that came from the Marechi bloodline, only the higher ups knew of her strange ability. Almost all of the women in the Kozakura clan were the hosts for demons, they would use their cursed energy and once they died the demon would be sealed within the next child. "If I wasn't all bloody and dying right now I'd kick your ass." I growled out at Gojo who jabbed me in the side, laughing when I started to groan in pain from how hard he hit me whilst Geto chastised them for being childish. "Maybe we should get both of you a get along shirt." Suguru chimed when the two continued to bicker, "Don't you dare, I would rather die." Murasaki pouted thinking of how tumultuous Gojo already was and adding close proximity was worse. "I have been quite curious about this actually, Satoru, Murasaki." We slowed our paces, the short female smack dab in the middle of the two gorgeous men the one speaking being Suguru who she had a big crush on. "What is it Suguru-kun?" Gojo raised an eyebrow, "Why does Murasaki hate you so much, hm? You spit in her food or somethin'." A loud shout left her lips at the implication of the white haired sorcerers bodily fluids in her food. "Oi! Did you!?" She shouted at Gojo who gave a dismissive wave, "Even if I told you, I bet you still would've eaten it anyways if I did." Making a disgusted face, Suguru giggled to himself as the loud mouthed and easily angered female lunged at Gojo. "Fucking brat, I'll kill you Gojo!" Suguru let out a sigh, they were always like an annoying pair of squabbling children but they were all close friends. "Hey, back me up on this Suguru! Murasaki-chan is younger then me so she has to respect me right?" Gojo said as he had their partner Murasaki in a chokehold as she used her arm to twist Gojo's. "Shut up, just because my birthday is after yours!" Murasaki only seemed to click with Gojo and Suguru as well as Shoko, not so much most of the other students and only Yaga was someone she did like. Gojo and Geto looked at each other then back at her, she was kinda tall for a 16 year old and her long wavy black hair was tied in two low ponytails, short bangs, pale skin like most of her clansmen. Murasaki was the second to most prettiest girl in their school, her golden animalistic eyes which turned red when she'd use her cursed technique, her hair would turn Snow White. "What? H-hey!" Gojo pecked her cheek, watching as her bright red cheek and her eyes matched, black color fading as her hair slowly turned white. "I hate you Gojo!" The laughter that resounded into the night from the strongest duo sounded so refreshing, even as Gojo teased her. Eventually they made it home to their dorms, all three of them had dorms in a close vicinity since the first years often got out in the same area, inside the walls of Jujutsu Tech she was much more lax. Humming could be heard as she went about the halls, shower then straight to cleaning since Murasaki had left her clan, she usually continued her duties just like back home. "Murasaki? You're still up? Shocker." Geto popped his head in, a head of white hair right above his darkhair as Gojo had poked in too. "Did something happen?" With her back facing them, they noticed she was in front of a picture frame in what looked like a tiny shrine. "Are you praying to god again." She shook her head at Gojo's assumption, "Nope, I wouldn't dream of it. That's my sister." Sat on a side of her each, they stared at the picture of a young snowy white haired child with short hair. When they met Yoshiko she was around 5-6, a mark already appearing on her face since her cursed technique manifested and with that meant Izanami would be sealed inside a young child, "Yoshiko-chan? Aren't you precious hora hora!" Gojo cooed as he stood over the small child, her golden eyes stared up at him with a tinge of fear as she looked between Gojo and a wary Geto. Murasaki standing behind them, "Murasaki-nee said to not talk to strangers." It made them both shocked to hear how good at talking she already was, Yoshiko only looked up to her sister and barely ever did anything but chase after her shadow. "It's fine, I told her about you two. That's Suguru-kun and that's a Satoru." At the sight of the form of Murasaki, a squeak left the child as she hugged her legs in a millisecond babbling nee-chan among other things. "Say hi, Yoshiko-chan." Kneeling down to her level, Murasaki held up her hand to have her wave as she shyly did so but the clan they belonged to never interacted with outsiders. "Oi why didn't you call me Satoru-kun? We're a team remember or didja forget Mura-chan." At the weird hand movements Gojo did, the tiny child stared at him incredulously before hiding behind her sister. "You're scaring her. She only would remember you by clan, Yoshiko's shy." It wasn't surprising to Geto whereas Gojo tried to get her to talk, after missions they'd all go over to the Kozakura compound to rest a bit. "Your cursed technique already manifested?" On one particular afternoon, Geto had asked, curiosity overcoming him as he saw the tiny but almost developed cursed energy in her hands as she looked at a low grade curse. "What Mura-nee told me was I can see them like her and fight. I wanna help Mura-nee." Yoshiko immediately in her haste said as she continued to stare at the curses, she could see them already and Gojo also noticed. "Prodigy?" Gojo had said as him, Geto be Murasaki sat on the porch whilst one overly excited Yoshiko sat in the field in front of the compound. "You could call her that, she'll be taking my place. Soon, I believe. Her sheer progress is incredible." Murasaki was a free yet extremely intelligent individual, when she had opened her mouth people listened due to her position. Even if the higher ups wanted her and her entire clan dead she had to persevere just to live, "I agree she's a prodigy but don't say that Murasaki." Geto's eyes creased with worry for the older girl that seemed lost inside a huge storm that she didn't deserve to be dealt. Gojo and Murasaki both had their clans riding right in the backs of their young minds, paired with Murasaki's poor health, she was driving herself to an early grave. "She's young, strong. I hear the elders and what they say. Yoshiko's going to fix the curse on our clan." Sure as she was, as soon as they lost one of the first years and Nanami grew colder just like Murasaki. Shoko always cheered her up like Gojo would, Geto's demeanor began changing too but not as bad as it had after their mission involving a young teenage girl, a vessel like Murasaki. "Nanami! Nanamin, have you seen Geto or Gojo?" A very scatterbrained Murasaki was standing with an equally confused Yoshiko, the school was still and quiet compared to their energy. "They're in Principal Yaga's office, who is that?" Nanami's affliction with children started soon after his partner Haibara's death, Murasaki had lost a lot of people and understood Nanami well. "Oh Yoshiko? My baby sister, say hi to Nanamin for me Yoshiko-chan." Giving him a small smile, it made Nanami question how someone related to the stoic Murasaki like Yoshiko could be so different. "Hi Nanamin..Mura-nee's friend." It'd been helpful, Murasaki hoped for Nanami to be introduced to her sister in hopes that he'd help look after her. "You what? Kozakura-san, are you sure about this?" Nanami's eyes widened substantially at her request, Yoshiko stared off into the expanse of the school before going on her own. Somehow, she wandered after she'd overheard the conversation between her older sister and Nanami, it turned her stomach just to think about that and as she turned a corner to see an old man making cute stuff, the two appeared. "Yoshiko-chan!" Gojo picked her up in his arms, giggling at the small child as she promptly grabbed his white hair and tugged at it. "Oi! Gramps help me, this white haired thing is attacking me!" As laughter came from Geto, he took her from a pouting Gojo and carried her out of the principals office with Gojo right beside him. "That was the principal, not some Gramps by the way kiddo." Geto explained as he gave her a piggyback ride, "Why can't I get to carry her Suguru! She's so cute!" Gojo was as usual, overtly ecstatic to engage with kids especially ones related to his beloved crush. "I think she hates you and I'm obviously better for Murasaki-chan, nee Yoshiko?" Yoshiko had immediately nodded, much to Gojo's dismay at her answer to Geto's obvious teasing. "No! Hey let's ask Mura-chan ourselves..? Nanamin?" At least a few moments later after walking they'd spotted Nanami and Murasaki talking whilst on a bench. "Yoshiko? How did she-?" Murasaki's gaze landed on Yoshiko who'd averted her eye from Murasaki to Geto's shoulder. "Don't ever run off like that again!" Murasaki shouted as a stoic Yoshiko got down from Geto and ran to her sister, "Sorry, I was distracted. Thanks for everything, Nanamin." The small child waved at Nanami before following her sister happily, Gojo hummed in thought as Geto look to him. "What was that about, eh Nanami?" Gojo had leaned in, his best friend grabbed his shoulder and shook his head at his antics towards the blonde. "Nothing, Kozakura-san asked me for a favor." Nobody knew back then but Yoshiko ran when she heard her sister say she wanted Nanami to look after her, when she died. "Why are you leaving sis?" Yoshiko was sat on a bed beside her sister, swinging her legs as she had watched her sister get ready from in front of the mirror. "I have a mission, don't worry." The mission went horrible, Yoshiko had a bad, bad feeling about Murasaki leaving and the fact of it was the kid was right. Gojo was unable to do his job, they were sent to protect and deliver a vessel for Tengen but after a detour and then somehow coming across a dangerous sorcerer they were incapacitated, Fushiguro Toji was a feared opponent. "Run!" Even though Mura had screamed, trying to get the young girl to run but it was too late as blood splattered over her. A bullet went through Riko's skull, she died immediately from the wound as she fell on top of Murasaki in a heap, Gojo carried her back to the temple where they stood clapping around them. Tears ran down Murasaki's cheeks as all three of them struggled to grasp what they had seen and Geto took it the hardest and in short both Geto, Murasaki and Gojo started to change for the worst. None of them were the same as if something shifted within them all, it became apparent from the minute they came back home and things continued to grow far more downhill, Geto falling into depravity and Murasaki followed suit.