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Tsumiki felt guilty, albeit it was a small amount. After all, she didn't ask Megumi to come along with her to hang out with her boyfriend and his friends, he took it upon himself to join her. To be honest, she thinks it's because Megumi would like to hang out with more guys, even if his sister is there.
But, still! Megumi was only 12, he was only a baby. He didn't need to be hanging out with her, Rin, and his friends. They were all too old for him! He just entered middle school, he didn't need to be here! In this shabby place with a bunch of 20 year olds. The only reason why 14 year old Tsumiki was allowed in this place was because she was mature for her age. She was told it all the time by Rin, Mr. Satoru, her teachers, and the random managers that would stop by for Mr. Satoru and Megumi.
Yet, she digresses. Megumi is here and she gets to hang out with her boyfriend! It's been a while since she and Rin hung out. They went on a temporary break when he asked her for nudes, and she didn't know what to do, so she stopped talking to him for a bit. But she sent him the photos and now everything is good in their lives again!
She is leaning on Rin's chest, comforted by the smell of cigarettes he is smoking. It was the same brand that Megumi's father smoked when he was around. It was, also, the same brand of cigarettes her mom used to smoke when she was 'trying' to get clean. Thinking about her parents alway depresses her, and causes her to let out a little sigh.
Rin's deep voice shook her out of her thoughts, "You okay, baby?"
"Yeah, I'm good," she replied, a little dejected.
He thought for a bit, and then took a drag of his cigarette. "You looking?" He asked, voice sound strained from holding his breath.
She nodded, and then he blew the smoke out through his nose. She remembers Megumi's dad performing that same trick once before, and she laughed at how similar the two men were in personality.
Rin smiled, thinking he made Tsumiki laugh, and then leaned in and gave her a kiss. When he pulled away, she smiled at him. Their noses were barely touching when he whispered to her, "Do you want to have sex with me?"
"Excuse me?" Tsumiki was caught off guard. Up until this point they were only sending pictures to each other. There wasn't even a discussion on if they should even have it yet.
"C'mon baby. You know we are both ready for it." He pulled her into his lap, her legs couldn't even properly straddle him. "I want to do this, you want to do this. So, let's just do it. I mean, you are an adult, right?"
She puffed her cheeks out a bit, "Of course you know I'm an adult!"
He barked out a laugh, "Okay, okay, but you have to prove it."
"By having sex." She sighed, resigned. It was supposed to be a question, but she already knew the answer.
"By having sex."
She stood up from his lap, and lazily grabbed his hand. He gave her a quick kiss on the head as he stood up and whispered, "That's my girl." The words made Tsumiki all tingly inside, and also turned her stomach.
Rin's friends cheered, and she felt embarrassed at the notion that his friends knew what was going to happen. She saw Megumi give her a confused look, but she gave him a kiss on the head, and told him that she'd be right back.
Right when Megumi was about to ask any questions, one of Rin's friends said. "We'll take care of you, big guy. Let your sister and Rin go have some… fun." The word fun caused all the guys to laugh like a pack of hyenas, and Megumi very much didn't want Tsumiki to leave. Her face turned a bright red, and she shuffled away quickly, Rin a few steps behind.
Then, another one of Rin's friends grabbed him, wrapped an arm around his shoulders, and a bottle of alcohol was shoved into his hands. "C'mon, big guy-" they sure liked calling him that. "-loosen up. Have a drink."
"I don't think-"
The bottle was then taken from his hands, popped open, and poured into Megumi's mouth. The friend around his shoulder held Megumi's small jaw open and the liquor was poured in. He tried to cough it out from the unexpected burn, but the friend who poured it put a hand over his mouth and told him to swallow, so he did.
He felt a little light headed from that first sip, having never had alcohol before. The guy around his shoulders got in his face and said, "Awww, are you a lightweight?" Megumi didn't know what that was, but from the mocking tone it wasn't anything good.
"No, I'm not!" He yelled.
"Yesss, you are." The friend who poured it into his mouth said.
"If you want to lose the title of lightweight, you have to prove us wrong." Another friend chimed in.
Megumi thought for a moment. Then, "Give me the fucking bottle." Cheers were heard around the group of five guys.
Megumi hated the taste, and the smell. It reminded him of Tsumiki's mother. She used to get in his face when Tsumiki was at school and call him a ‘good for nothing freeloader’ who was just there because his ‘daddy’ asked for her to look after him until he came back. He guesses she got tired after a few years of waiting and just left.
He drank the bottle, and he felt ashamed for doing so, but he didn't know why.
He felt… nothing. It was a little anticlimactic if he was being honest. From the TV shows he watches with Tsumiki, he thought that he would be a little- woah!
“Looks as if it just hit the little guy.” Another group hyena laugh followed.
“I'm not little,” he shot out. “I'm a big boy.”
The friend on the very end, furthest from him laughed, then ruffled his hair. “Yes, you are sir,” a slight chuckle from the friend. “The big, bad Zen'in with his big bad shikigami.”
If Megumi was of a sober mind, he would have froze. Few people of the jujutsu world knew that the Ten Shadows technique was passed on, even less knew that he was the holder of it. Yet, being a 12 year drunk for the first time, his rational mind was out the window.
“You're damn right I am. Also, I'm not a Zen'in, I'm a Fushiguro.” He saw something bright in his peripheral, but ignored it.
The friend who had yet to speak, asked, “Why aren't you a Zen'in?”
“‘Cause they are all douchebags.” The men all laughed at his tone of finality, and spoke up words of agreement.
The light from earlier was now up in his face, and the man who was hanging around his shoulder before was holding it. Megumi couldn't see anything.
“Yeah, but why?” The slimy way he spoke seemed to roll into Megumi's ear, and he was speaking before his brain was processing his thoughts.
“I don't know.” He crossed his arms, “You'll have to ask Mr. Satoru.”
All the men seemed to have frozen at the drop of Mr. Satoru's name. “As in Satoru Gojo.”
“Mmhm,” Megumi nodded his head in agreement, and stopped as that made his head spin more.
“That's being cut out.” One of the men said.
“Whatever, just give him more sake.”
“I still think we should give him whiskey.” A sing-song voice was heard from… somewhere.
“I'm not spending 9000 yen on a stupid kid.”
“Just drug him.”
“I wish, but the whole point of this was to show how the Zen'in clan is fucking shit up.”
“He's not even a Zen'in. Him and the girl Rin is fucking are Fushiguros.”
“It doesn't matter. Because of his technique, he represents the Zen'in clan as a whole. I refuse to believe that those fuckers just gave him up so easily.”
“Yeah, but they were going against Satoru Gojo.” A moment of silence seemed to dawn across the room. Before murmurs broke out again.
“Whatever, let's just use this opportunity to prove how Satoru Gojo is fucking up.”
“Yeah, raising a whore and a drunk. The kids will probably be taken away, and he will be saddddd.” He stretched out the word in a mocking tone.
“Remember how he acted when that country bitch of his went away.”
“He hid in his room and just cried for weeks. We should be fine.”
“But when he did go out, he was ruthless. Remember, dipshit.”
“Of course I remember, my dad got caught up in that.”
"Are you still recording?”
“Yup.”
Megumi zoned out at this point and was nodding off. He was tired. It was late, and his bone felt heavy.
“Hey, kid.” Megumi grunted in response. “Why don't you have another drink?”
“No thanks.”
“C'mon,” sing-song voice was back. “Prove to us that you are a man.” He shouldn't fall for it, but the boy was only human.
Two more bottles of sake were forced down his throat. Before the men finally just let him drift off on the couch, while they continued their argument from earlier.
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“Megumi, wake up.” Tsumiki's voice woke him up. His eyes felt blurry and his bones were still heavy. “We're leaving now Megumi.” He didn't fight against her.
She forced him up, and put his jacket on his shoulders. He stood up and fell back down onto the couch.
She yanked his arm and his whole body followed suit. She noticed his stumbling state, and hooked their arms together. She was in a hurry. “Is everything okay, Miki?”
She whispered to him, “We have to go, but you need to be quiet.” Megumi nodded in understanding, even if he had no idea what was going on.
She walked to the front door, and leaned him against the wall. He slid to the floor as she grabbed her purse, and their outdoor shoes. She slipped his indoor shoes off and the other pair on his feet before doing the same with her own shoe pairs. She put her coat on, put something shiny in her bag, stuffed the pairs of shoes into her bag, grabbed Megumi off the floor, and left.
The cold weather of winter welcomed the two of them. Tsumiki led him out onto the street, and continued down the sidewalk; it seemed as if they were walking. While walking Megumi turned and repeated the question he asked the girl before, “Is everything okay?”
“Yes, but we won't be seeing Rin around the house anymore.”
“Why?” He quite liked Rin, mainly because of the cigarette smell that seemed attached to him.
Tsumiki let out a big sigh and said, “Sometimes it doesn't work out between people.” It was quiet for a beat when she said, “I haven't told him that we are broken up yet, so he might be coming around the house. You can't let him in.”
“If he comes around, I think we need to let Mr. Satoru know.”
“No!” She stopped in her tracks, and was holding Megumi by the shoulders, looking him directly in the eyes. “We need to be good children, Megumi. Who knows what he will do if we are not good. It's one thing to banter with him like you do, but bring Rin around, getting drunk,” she threw her hand around, wildly gesturing to Megumi, “who knows what he will do to me.”
It wasn't exactly a secret that Mr. Satoru thought that Megumi was more valuable than Tsumiki was. She has the barest knowledge of jujutsu, the society as a whole, ect. He trained her just enough to throw a punch, gave her glasses embedded with cursed energy, along with a cursed weapon and never gave it a second thought. Tsumiki was always terrified that he would just leave the two of them if they didn't put up the perfect children act, or rather just leave her behind. Alone
“Okay,” Megumi replied. He leaned into her more. Hair just fainted caressing her cheek.
‘He's getting taller.’ She thought. ‘He's going to grow taller than me in a couple years.’
She walked them to the 24 hour pharmacy that was just a block away from their apartment. She dragged Megumi into the store and said, “You should go pick out a snack or a soda. I'll meet you at the counter.”
“Okay,” he mumbled, stumbling off.
“And get me a Dr. Pepper!” She shouted after him. A lazy thumbs up was her only reply.
She looked at the board that hung above each aisle and looked for the one that was pointed more towards what she was looking for. She found it at aisle 16.
It was a bit of a walk, but the aisles weren't that big, so it didn't take forever. The throbbed coming from Tsumiki's vagina was what made the walk to the aisle so painful. Not to mention the 35 minute walk from Rin's house to the pharmacy in the cold with Megumi hanging onto her. She entered the aisle and saw condoms as the first thing on the shelves. She wishes that she stood her ground a bit more and made Rin put one on, but she didn't.
She walked a bit more into the aisle and saw Plan B on the shelves, trapped in a plastic container, for whatever reason. She grabbed the one she remembers her mother taking when she would drag her and Megumi out to the store after a night with one of her ‘friends.’ It was light purple, with green and purple stripes next to the words. 10,000 yen for the medicine. Fuck!
An older woman and her husband are in the same aisle, looking at the pregnancy tests. She hopes that won't be her anytime soon. The woman looks shocked to see her in the aisle holding the plastic container. She blushes and quickly walks out, but she can hear the words the woman says to her husband.
“They're getting younger and younger.”
Honestly, fuck that! Tsumiki is an adult, raising her brother hoping that he turns out better than her. She is doing all this with no help! She doesn't get the emotional support that Megumi gets! She doesn't get home and cooked meals are just ready for her, because she is the one always cooking. She is not a part of the younger crowd who commit stupid mistakes. She is a woman who committed a stupid mistake. That lady can go fuck herself.
She stormed off to check out, she was planning on going to the newly installed self check out, but from the lock on the container, she guessed that it wasn't going to be that easy. She saw Megumi stumble over to her. He was carrying her Dr. Pepper, a Pepsi, and two boxes of Pocky, mango for her and chocolate for him.
“I wasn't aware you had a sweet tooth.”
“Mr. Satoru must be rubbing off on me.”
“I guess so,” she muttered. “C'mon, let's go find an open cashier.”
They entered the line just as the person in front of them finished up. The cashier was about to greet them, but cut herself off at the state they were in. Megumi clumsy dropped the snacks on the counter then stepped away.
“Will that be all?”
Tsumiki placed the medicine on the table next; its odd shape made it unable to stand up right. A raised eyebrow was all she got in return, and it still made her feel so ashamed.
Tsumiki got out the debit card that Mr. Satoru gave her, paid, and got the other items back. The cashier unlocked the Plan B, and then gave it to her.
“Thank you,” Tsumiki said. The cashier gave the standard goodbye, and off the two went.
It was a 7 minute walk home from then on. Her vagina hurt so much and she just wanted to sit down. She unlocked the door to the apartment that Mr. Satoru got them, and led Megumi inside. He slumped down onto the sofa. She was considering pulling him up and bringing him to his room, but decided to do that after her shower.
She put the groceries down, ripped open the Plan B box, and quickly took the pill. She decided to properly get rid of the evidence tomorrow while she cleaned, and was thankful that there wasn't any school. She then entered the bathroom, and finally took her shower. She was so upset after everything with Rin that it felt good to shower.
She was relaxing after the past hour, and it felt good to let her hair down