A slightly long headcanon featuring Black Widow!Yuuji and a pleased Sukuna.
This is part of the Shotadori Fest.
Ryoumen Sukuna/Itadori Yuuji.
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Everyone in the Ryoumen clan knew not to fuck with Yuuji, the cute little brother and wife of Sukuna. The cute and cheery 15 year old was quiet small that people often mistook him for Sukuna's child - which honestly pissed the teen off.
Yuuji was the definitive of cute, and when he looked at someone with those round, amber eyes of his and his pouty lips, one couldn't help but be either protective of him; or better yet still, be aroused by him.
Sukuna was the definition of those two categories. The tall, beefy, 26 year old practically MARRIED his little brother out of the thought that Yuuji was going to be taken by anyone else. Fuck, he KILLED people just because they looked at Yuuji the wrong way - or what his mind supplied that very moment of possession - whenever he came to serve refreshments like the kind and caring Aneue he was.
Sure, Sukuna was scary (and rightfully so) and all, but the real threat was Yuuji himself.
The cute and bubble teen wasn't only known for his adorable and kind nature in the clan, but also for his love and knowledge in POISON.
One too many times, people had fallen prey to Yuuji's concoction.
The first was Yuuji's maid, a spy sent by another clan - which was wiped out immediately - who he killed at the age of eight, getting proud looks and praises from his then alive parents, grandfather, and Sukuna.
Another was a new recruit who thought Yuuji was small and moe looking he could bully the young teen to do his bidding. Well, he died right in front of his colleagues after eating a poisoned muffin Yuuji baked. He vomited his intestine out, blood gusing out from everywhere on him as Yuuji watched with shocked others whilst nibbling on a muffin of his own.
Yes, one knew not to piss Yuuji off, but it seemed that warning fell deaf on people's ears sometimes.
Currently, there was a meeting with many clan members and Sukuna was the host.
As usual, Yuujj was waiting by the large doors with maids at his back. The small teen was dressed in a beautiful red kimono with sakura petals on them and a gold obi holding it all together. To top his dressing off, he had on a pair of petal design geta sandals and his lips were painted a soft pink and his eyelids were painted feint gold.
The maids were dressed in their formal kimono, looking elegant like their Mistress.
The Clan heads were coming in one by one with their trusted righthands. Their coats were collected by the maids and taken away whilst Yuuji conversed with them a little and motioning them in. Other maids in different colored beautiful kimonos lead them in, taking them to the main hall.
Yuuji did all this with his usual smile, happy to finally have guests.
"Yuuji chan!"
A familiar voice rang out and Yuuji prepared himself for what was to come.
The small teen was glomped by a white haired man dressed to the nines in a black suit with blue inner shirt and black, mini cropped leather gloves. To top up his dressing, he had on a black trench coat and silver framed shades on his face.
"Yuuji! I missed you!" The man wrapped his arms around Yuuji's waist and raised him up. He smothered his cheek against Yuuji's chubby one and started to rub against it enthusiastically.
"Satoru san!" Yuuji greeted back enthusiastically, wrapping his arms around the man and trying to tap his back - failing to do so as he was short as fuck. "It's good to have you back once again!"
"I missed Yuuji, as well as his cooking!" Satoru moved back and gazed down at the teen with a wide grin, his glasses perached down to show his beautiful cerulean eyes. "Ne~ What's on the menu, Yuu chan?~"
With a chuckle, Yuuji replied, "Quiet a lot actually, Ru san. Seeing as you were coming, and knowing your taste, I helped in making Yakitori, Sukiyaki, Tokachi Butadon, Tonkatsu, spicy karaage chicken, and curry. As for desert, I also made your favourite: Kikufuku mochi with a helping of honey or green tea."
Gojo's eyes were practically shining with stars. The man glomped Yuuji again, laying kisses on the pinket cheeks who giggle at Gojo's antics.
"Oi, Satoru." Getou, one of Gojo's right hand man called out with a sweat drop. Nanami just heaved a sigh and adjusted his glasses.
A heavy hand came down upon Gojo's head and gripped it hard, putting a stop to his antics.
"Oi." A deep voice said menacingly. "What the fuck are you doing, you shitty ass Gojo?"
"Ahh! Sukuna! Hello!" Gojo turned his head and gave the tall behemoth a grin.
A vein popped on Sukuna's forehead and his grip on Gojo's head became tight. His stiletto black painted nails dug into the white haired man's skin.
"Ow ow ow ow!" Gojo grabbed Sukuna's hand and the tan skinned man's grip just increased.
With a quick move, Gojo dislodged Sukuna's hand from his head and spun out of the way. He didn't make it far as Sukuna grabbed him again and put him in a choke hold.
"Who's wife do you think you're getting all lovey dovey with, huh?!" Sukuna continued choking Gojo, who was reaching out fir Yuuji. With a tch, Sukuna started dragging him away by his neck.
Getou and Nanami heaved a sigh before they went after them, not before giving the maids their coats.
Yuuji, who was watching the whole thing with a smile, giggle inside his sleeve. Footsteps drew his attention back to the entrance and he saw two people coming in. His mega watt smile came back and he said with a cheery voice, "Welcome, to the House of Sukuna." He placed his hands in front of him and gave a small bow. The six maids behind in followed his example. "We are pleased you-"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The man rudely cut Yuuji off, waving his hand dismissively.
Yuuji and the others straightened themselves, each having a small frown. Yuuji just continued smiling, his eyes never straying from the two men before him.
"Damn, this place is huge." The rude man commented as he looked around. He removed his coat and threw it at Yuuji, who blinked owlishly. The pinket couldn't catch the coat on time and it fell to the floor. "Oi, watch it! That's a million yen shit, you stupid bitch!"
The maids behind Yuuji, as well as the guards there, all changed their stances. Two of the maids - one with brown hair and two others with dark green - looked ready to attack, their faces twisted into heavy scowls.
Not far in, Gojo looked a little bit feral. If it wasn’t for Sukuna hold him in place with a hand to his bicep, there would surely be blood shed. Sukuna looked calm and collected, his face blank of any emotion. Suguru and Nanami's faces were tight in irritation and displeasure.
"Don't. Allow Kitten to handle it by himself." Sukuna let go of Gojo's bicep and pocket his hands into his kimono's large sleeves. "If you interfere, kiss your ass goodbye." He turned around and started walking away. "Let's go, shitty glasses."
Gojo hesitated, looking at the scene of Yuuji bending down to pick up the coat with a sneer. Suguru and Nanami had to drag him away.
With grace, Yuuji picked up the fallen coat. The maids behind him moved to protest, but he just flicked his fingers, halting them instantaneously. When he got back up, he was that the man was in his face. Yuuji, with his mega watt smile still on, closed his eyes and said, "I apologize for that, sir."
"You better be." The dark haired man said with a sneer, looking down at Yuuji with a look of disgust. "I'm not sure a fag like you would even have the money to pay for it."
Oh wow. The audacity.
Behind him, others who just came were gaping at him. Yes, most of them don't know what Yuuji looked like (the pinket always hid his face behind a dark red veil during the meetings), but to come into someone's home - and that someone being SUKUNA - and disrespect those under their roof was like a death sentence.
This motherfucker was dead.
Yuuji just giggled. "Once again, I apologize for my mistake." He opened his eyes and regarded the man before him with cold amber eyes. Said man flinched, moving back a little. Yuuji turned a little and gestured at the open doors behind them. "Please, proceed inside. Maki will lead you to the Grand Hall."
Maki moved forward and gave a small bow. Her eyes were cold and were regarding the man before her in displeasure. She turned around and started walking away. The man clicked his tongue before following after her, a hand in his pocket.
Yuuji watched him go with a certain look in his eyes. Nobara hurried over and took the coat from him.
"I am so sorry about that."
Yuuji blinked owlishly before turning his head and was met with the other man bowing. The dark haired man - no, teen, raised his head and one visible eye gave him an apologetic look.
"I apologize for my boss's rudeness. You didn't deserve that. No one does. I apologize." He bowed again.
Yuuji's warm smile came back to his lips. "Hey, it's okay. Please get up."
The teen straightened himself and now Yuuji could finally take a good loom at him. He seemed to be in the same age bracket as him.
"What's your name?"
"Yoshino. Yoshino Junpei."
"Well, Yoshino kun, there is no need to apologize. You weren't the one who wronged me and you shouldn't apologize for other's mess or attitude."
"But-"
Yuuji raised a hand, chuckling with an amused expression. "It's fine, Yoshino kun. Please, go right in. Mai will lead the way for you."
Junpei bowed again before going in, following after Mai.
"Nobara."
The brown haired teen - who had already gone to drop the coat, and knowing her, disposing it in a bin - walked forward and gave a small bow.
"Bring my kit." Yuuji said softly, his warm smile still on his lips.
"Hai." The teen walked away and went to do as told.
With a cheery attitude, he welcomed the last two.
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Things in the hall was quiet awkward. People kept throwing Junpei and his boss with different varieties of glances. The one that was frightening was the calm but deadly stares the infamous Gojo Satoru and Fushigoro Toji's son, Megumi, gave them. The two on the receiving end of the stares couldn't help but squirm on their comfortable mats once in a while.
Food was served by an in pour of maids and butlers. Foods were kept in the center of the long table whilst the plates were set before the guests. Yunomi cups were also set down and other maids poured teas into them.
The soon to be dead man blinked when he caught a familiar pink cloth behind him. He looked up and saw that Yuuji was the one pouring his tea with a warm smile. The man just narrowed his eyes at Yuuji but the pinket paid him no heed.
Once Yuuji was done, he took the tea pot in Nobara's hand and gave her the one in his. He walked over to Sukuna, got on his knees and served his calm and collected older brother his usual green tea.
Sukuna nodded in thanks, making Yuuji beam in happiness. Yuuji bowed to the others before leaving the room with the servants.
Sukuna raised his hand and gestured at the table. "Eat."
The guests bowed their heads at Sukuna before picking up their utensils of choice. It was when Sukuna took a bite of his food that the others followed his lead.
They ate in silence. Only the sounds of utensils and sipping of tea and water could be heard in the room.
Once all was said and done, Sukuna clapped his hands and the shoji doors slid open, and in came the maids and butlers to clean the place. Once the empty dishes were cleaned, desert was served.
In came Yuuji, dressed in a matching white kimono with Sukuna, but instead his sleeves faded into pink. The kimono had red and pink sakura petals on it and once again his obi was gold with flowry pattern. His dark red veil was nowhere to be seen and everyone paused when he appeared in his elegant form.
With grace, and Nobara and Maki following behind him, he slowly walked over to Sukuna, a plate containing a handful of mochi in his hands. He dropped said plate in front of Gojo, who sat at the edge of the long table, closer to the platform Sukuna sat on.
"Thank you, Yuu chan!" Gojo cheerfully said, starry eyed.
Sukuna grunted from where he sat, a balled hand under his chin.
Gracefully, Yuuji took a sit on the mat a feet or two away from Sukuna. Maki went over to stand feets away by Sukuna's side, while Nobara did the same for Yuuji.
"It has come to my attention that some of you have shown great disrespect to those of my household." Sukuna began with a loud voice, calm and cool. "First of all, who the fuck gave you the audacity to do so? I invited you in here and you can't do the one simple fucking thing which is showing some fucking respect. No matter the level they are, everyone in this building would be shown respect by you insignificant fucks, or you lose you fucking heads. Am I clear?"
"Yes, Ryoumen sama." They, except for Toji who was watching everything in bored hilarity and Gojo (who was enjoying his mochi), bowed their heads and said.
"Good. Unto the next thing at hand."
Sukuna outstretched his right hand at Yuuji, who had a sweet smile on his face.
"It has come to my attention that one of you fucks dared to fuck with my wife."
Sharp inhales filled the room, and those who knew what happened outside, glanced at Junpei and his boss. Said two had looks of shocks and dread.
"Let me introduce you to my cute otouto and wife, Ryoumen Yuuji. Your Aneue."
Yuuji tilted his head, closed his eyes and said with a big smile, "Hello."
Oh shitttt.
"It fucking came as a surprise when someone-" Here, Sukuna settled his unsettling red eyes on the infamous two in the room. "-dared to insult him, in our own home. The fucking balls." Sukuna snarled out, his eyes narrowed in anger.
Everyone followed his eyes and too looked at Junpei and his boss. Said boss sneaked under his breath before he hurriedly got up. He threw himself before Sukuna, bowing down on the floor, his forehead touching the ground. Junpei followed his lead.
"Forgive me, Ryan sama! I- I didn't know he was your- your wife!"
"But that didn't give you the fucking right to disrespect him nor anyone in this household. Is your ego so fucking large just because of your small position that you decided to gamble with your life?"
The man snapped his head up and looked at Sukuna with a panicked expression. "N- no! Ryoumen sama it wasn't my intention!" He slammed his head back down to the wooden floor. "Please forgive this stupid servant of yours!"
"Hmm. Not even my servants are that stupid as you." Sukuna scoffed out. He made quiet the view, all calm and collected with a dark amused expression. "I really wanted to fucking rip your head off myself for daring to mess with my brat-"
Here the man went stiff, sweat pouring down his face.
"-but that would be a waste of my time." Sukuna closed his eyes and flicked his free right hand as he said with a bored drawl.
The man raised his head and looked at Sukuna with a hopeful and thankful expression.
"Ryou- Ryoumen sama-"
The man was cut off by the cruel smirk making its way to Sukuna's lips. Those red eyes opened and settled on him. They had a crazy glee in them and the man's heart picked up.
"But that isn't to say you already aren't." His lips stretched into a large grin.
"Maki." Yuuji called out, gaining everyone's attention.
"Yes, Yuuji sama."
Their attention then went to the dark green haired teen who had her hair in a ponytail and was standing by Sukuna's left side. She pocketed her right hand into her left sleeve and brought out a sliver pocket watch.
"Five, four, three, two, one." The teen said in a montone voice.
The man kneeling down suddenly gurgled out, a hand going to his chest. He jumped on his feet and staggered backwards, away from the rest of the guests. Junpei tried to reach out to him, but Sukuna ordered him to halt and he did so instantaneously.
Junpei watched as his boss coughed out a large amount of blood onto the wooden floor. His eyes, nose and ears started to blood profusely. The man went on his knees and collapsed on his face.
Yuuji watched with a bright smile as the man convulsed on the floor, slowly dying a horrible and painful death. Nobara had a wide grin of amusement on her face, her expression twisted, whilst Maki had a small smirk on her lips. Toji and Gojo watched with interest at the display, whilst Megumi, Nanami, and Suguru kept on sipping their tea. The others just watched in horror and disgust.
"Ahh, the tea I take it?" Gojo asked out loud, his eyes not straying from the cute display of death and his mouth still chewing.
"Don't you know, Satoru san, that honey and almond do wonders in concealing quiet a handful of poisons. Great in assassination!" Yuuji said cheerfully.
Sukuna chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Oi, brat, have you eaten anything yet?"
Yuuji looked up at his brother and nodded his head. "I did while I was in the kitchen preparing his fate."
"Hmm." Sukuna hummed. He motioned for Yuuji to come to him and the boy stood up and walked to him.
Maki and Nobara knew what to do and the two hurried forward and shifted Sukuna's small table forward, giving room for Yuuji to sit in his lap and relax against his broad chest.
"Mahito. Uraume. Clean up this mess."
The shoji doors behind Sukuna slid open and the two of Sukuna's trusted guard and assassin walked forward.
"Yes, Sukuna sama~" Mario said with a cheery voice.
Sukuna just grunted at the use of his first name, whilst Uraume gave the scared up man a blank look of bemusement.
Mahito grabbed one of the corpse's leg and started drawing him away whilst whistling. He began to create a blood trail, making Uraume to start scolding him. Maids came in with mops and rags and started cleaning the trail with quick yet efficient hands. They followed the blood trail, cleaning every bit of blood and drying up the wood immediately.
Sukuna took up his chopstick and started feeding Yuuji perfectly cut Daifuku and Manju treats, also taking bites of his own. Nobara poured Yuuji tea of his own, a smile on her face.
Reluctantly, others began to eat. Junpei joined the others, his hands shaking and he was sweating.
In the end, Sukuna wasn't the one one needed to feared in the Ryoumen clan. With him, at least you would see your death coming a mile away, and although you can't escape, at least you would have time to do... something. But with Ryoumen Yuuji, the wife of the household was like a black widow, striking you down whilst you least expected with a warm and disarming smile on his lips.
Yes. Never mess with the ray of the Ryoumen clan.