Gojo's POV:
I was in Ijichi's car, on my way to the address given by Marie. It was a very famous luxurious restaurant and I wasn't dressed accordingly but I didn't care. I just wanted to get this over, so I can have a proper conversation with (y/n).
I was lost in my thoughts, trying to find the right words that I can say to the (h/n) hair woman, when I received a text from Maki.
My heart stopped when I layed my eyes on the picture that she sent. Everybody was posing around (y/n) who was wearing the most breathtaking dress ever.
Is this what she's wearing to see her friend ?
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists at the idea of someone else seeing her like this .. Having her for themselves .. Especially when she looked like this.
"Ijichi, did (y/n) tell you were she was going ?" I asked him as he was watching me from his mirror.
"No. She didn't tell me"
"Tsk" Surrounded by Useless People
I decided to give her a call but I quickly ended up on her voicemail. I tried a couple of times but in vain. I wasn't able to reach her. Several scenarios started building up inside of my head. What if she reconnects with this friend of hers and decides to choose them instead of me ?
I mean, we are not in an official relationship. She is technically not bound to me in anyway. She obviously has the right to see and do anything she wants with whomever she wants. But the simple idea brought a knot in my throat.
I don't care about her previous relationship or what she might've done in the past. What matter is the present and hopefully the future. I want her to be with me, to choose me.
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I entered the restaurant and quickly recognized Marie. She was a short young woman in her thirties. She had mid-length black straight black hair. Her distinctive squared glasses were on. She waved at me as I walked toward her
"You are paying right ?" She opened the Menu and waved at the waiter
"Do I have the choice ? " I sat on the chair in front of her. I waited until she finished ordering half of the menu
"Wait" I mumbled to the waiter, "Use my card" I gave my illimited credit card to him knowing in advance that Marie wouldn't budge if I didn't do that.
"No need for chitchat. I need you to decipher this" I placed the usb key on the table. She took it and eyed it upside down
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"What does it contain ?" Marie asked lifting her glasses
"Does it matter ?"
"Not really" She took out her laptop and inserted the device into the appropriate port
She started furiously typing running one of her script.
"Haaa !! " She took out the usb key and placed it again on the table "I am not sure that I can decrypt this"
"I am sorry what ?" I knitted my eyebrows
"I said why I am not sure that I can decrypt this"
"And why is that ? You were supposed to be the best"
"Well I am the best. But do you know who encrypted this file ? " She started twirling the pasta from the plate brought to her
"Who ?" I leaned in placing my elbows on the table
"Marcos Torres" She answered as if I was supposed to know who this person is
"And who is that ? " I asked again extending my legs on the other border of the table
"My boss" Marie answered nonchalantly. "He is over there " She nudged her head in the direction of a man who was sitting on my right
I turned my head and I saw him. He was definitely foreign. He was tanned and well dressed. He looked like a qualified playboy. The hand of the woman sitting in front of him was cupping his cheek. I glanced at her thinking that the dress looked familiar and it was her.
It was (y/n)
I was about to stand up and ran to her. To remove her hand, to stand between her and him, but Marie's voice stopped me
"You can't go there yet."
"Like you can stop me" I huffed at her. Who does she think she is to tell me what to do ?
"I can tell you things about (y/n) that she would never tell you". She opened her mouth and ate the pasta
"Or I could just go there and ask her whatever I want" I threw as my eyes were digging holes in Marco's head
"Or you could just wait here until they finish their conversation while listening to what I have to say" Marie took the glass and was sipping her wine
As much as I hated the idea of (y/n) sitting in front of another man, I couldn't help but consider Marie's idea.
(Y/n) has always been very secretive person. This was my chance to learn new things about her and kipping an eye on her at the same time.
"Fuck" I sat down surrendering to Marie's offer.
"So (y/n) (l/n) Capet, estimated age 27 years old" Marie started speaking placing the glass of wine
"What do you mean estimated ?" My brows were knitted, surprised by this new information
"She was found in 1997 in front of the French jujutsu institution. Her training started very early and was very rough as she showed tremendous cursed energy. Her powers were kept secret under the order of her Mentor."
"So no one knows who she really is ?" I asked dumbfounded by the information. I never really thought about her biological parents but I didn't think that she was orphan.
I wonder how she feels about that. Does she have any memories of her parents, or her life before ?
"When she was 13 years old, she killed her first special grade curse saving prince Henry Windsor from an imminent death" I couldn't help but smile at the thought of a young (y/n) saving such an important figure
"After that incident, (y/n) was recognized by the Queen. The Royal family along with the European jujutsu academy agreed to transfer her into a special camp where the training got harsher. " Marie continued with a monotone tone as if she was reciting the recipe of stick rice.
"And that's where she met my boss Marcos Torres. who was sent from the South American institute." I looked at him when she Marie mentioned his name. He was happily conversing with (y/n).
"What's their relationship like ?" I asked Marie hoping that she would tell me useful information
"All I know is that they had plenty of adventures together. That she holds a dear place inside his heart." I clenched my fists around my trousers while Marcos placed his hand on (y/n) and held a big grin on his face, as if he was testing my patience
"Stop" I was about to stand up and crush his fingers when Marie interrupted my movements, "look closely"
I used my six eyes as she requested and saw that Marcos's cursed energy was wrapping (y/n). He is showing her something.
I held my ground closely watching the both of them.
"What kind of adventures did they have ?" I asked with my eyes glued to her facial expression
"You know ... the kind that teenagers would have: Parties, alcohol ... "
"Sex ?" I turned to Marie eyeing her expression
"Marcos didn't say" She answered with a light grin on her face. "Maybe ?" That was it. The last drop. I stood up and walked towards (y/n). I could see her holding a shocked expression. She took two minutes, stood up and ran away as soon as I got close to her table
She didn't seem to notice me as she was running toward the bathroom.
I was about to follow her, when Marcos's voice caught my attention
"Hello there ! " He turned towards me and clasped his hands together "Gojo Satoru, right ? Pleased to meet you."
"I don't share the feeling" I glared at him as my throat was burning with anger
"I can see that " His smile got bigger and bigger
"What did you say to her ? "
"Ohh ... I said a lot of things dear. Do you like the dress ? I chose it for her. I just love it when she shows a little bit of skin" My fingers turned blue as I dug my nails into my palms. It took me everything not to crush his face.
The fact that I was unfamiliar with the kind of relationship the two had drove crazy. Are they platonic friends ? Did they have sex before ? Did they share an important emotional connection ? ...
"Oh and that USB key. You can give to me. It will take two days, but I can decipher it" Marcos mumbled before I could ask anything
"Why should I trust you ?"
"Trust her ... " He pointed toward the bathroom door.
I pondered the idea for a couple of seconds. and decided to give him the usb key.
"I'll send it to. Along with the bill" I could look at the man's face anymore. I looked at the bathroom and ran towards her
Author's POV:
"Boss why did you rile him up ? You could've just said that you were gay and he would've calmed down" Marie was standing next to her boss watching the silhouette of Gojo disappearing
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"Marie ! Have you ever had angry sex ?" Marcos glanced at her and held a big smile
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Note:
I kind of wrote this chapter in a hurry. I debated for a long time if I should write Gojo's point of view. I decided to do so because It was a good way to mention some part of (y/n)'s past.
I noticed a drop in numbers of read and votes.
Numbers don't really matters. I just hope that you are liking the story so far.
Thank you so much for your support.
And
(Spoiler alert): the next chapter will contain a lemon. Because why not !!
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