Is he…. My father?

Gabi pov

" You don't need this anymore. Do you?" he hysterically laughs. "That was a rhetorical question because you don't have a tongue to speak." he patted the headless head as he put on the sweatpants he ' borrowed' from the man and faced the small group of people his curse gathered.

The people were petrified at that scene behind the long-haired man. Gabi placed the man's head on a broomstick. To see the man's eyes widen as if his eyes are trying to escape his socket. The blood oozed out of his neck, staining the perfectly white floors. Gabimaru was in front of the group with blood painted on his torso. He was showing them the greatest being to ever walk on this planet.

"That was fun, don't you think?" he playfully asked the small crowd but all he got in response were people whimpering out of fear and praying to the higher being in the sky to save them from this hell. An annoyed sigh escaped from his mouth as he sat on the chair. He was bored of this reaction and tired of folks ruining his fun. "This is the time that you can speak with me. You know that right?" still pleading mummer was only heard "Yeah. I had enough of this." a playful smirk slowly formed on his lips "I do need more souls." that smirk turned devilish. Without another reactor vines burst out of the ground and tied down each one of them. Gabimaru stood up as if he were the commander-in-chief, ready to give out his orders to his men but in this situation, he was the devil, bringing people down in his pit of hell.

As he passed a person he used to punch a hole in their chest to tear out their hearts then threw them on the ground as he walked. "Thank you very much." as he was done, he was at the exit of the door will a trail of people's hearts lying on the ground.

"You made a mess. I give it an hour before the sorcerers will find out about this." Jorogumo came from behind him and handed him a handkerchief. Gabi took it out of her hands and proceeded to wipe his hands but he was about to wipe his other hand the small fabric was completely covered in blood before he got the chance to use it. "Perhaps I should find a water hose to hose you down like a dog?" she mischievously said as she walked to the counter to take a seat as she watched her master attempt to clean himself up.

"I guess I wasn't thinking far ahead when I did this," Gabi responded as he went to the sink to wash his hands.

" You think?"

"Enough with your amusement. What is it?"

"Wanting to know how it felt to see your brother, Gojo. I could see you were over thrilled about the encounter."

Gabi raised one brow as he continued washing his hands. "And was that."

"You were stalling. We both know you can obliterate that whole area and anyone in it but you chose to stand there and have Gojo full-on attack you. If it wasn't for your powers, you would have been wiped out."

Gabi was silent and he was trying to take that approach to move on with the topic until the nosey spider kept bringing the topic back up.

" So, I just wanted to have fun."

" Have fun? How getting blown up and brunt is fun? Please explain to me."

Gabi finished washing his hands and used a hair tie to put his long hair in a simple ponytail as he cut himself a slice of carrot cake. "Gojo was getting praised right after we both were born. Even now hearing his name is fear around the world. I just wanted to know how it felt like being attacked with his powers. I want to know does he really lives up to the hype."

"So, after your little science experiment, what do you think?"

Gabi placed the forkful of cake and shoved it in his mouth, tasting the sweet flavor. As he was finished his tastebuds danced along his tongue begging for more. "Boring, if I do say so myself. My expectation was high now it's low. He disappointed me, tremendously."

( Destroying this world is going to be simple since their little hero Gojo cannot beat me.)

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Makima pov

"Lady Makima, you have a visitor. You may not like what you will see." Ms. Tanka was timid of Makima's reactions to this sudden news.

Makima dropped her chopsticks as she rolled her eyes, "You don't have to tell me. I can already feel my body itch from his stupid presence." she abruptly stood up, causing the kitchen table to fall apart so did the chair she used and stomp her way to the front door.

"What do you want, idiot? My daughter is taking a nap." she grabbed his collar and slammed him on the house making the building shake through her fury.

Gojo simply smiled as he placed both of his hands up in defense. " No doubt she will wake up through the earthquake you cause."

Makima let go of his and wiped her hand on her pants. "I hate you, you white-haired freak. What is it now?"

"You already know that answer, Makima."

Makima changes her gaze to somewhere else other than Gojo. She didn't want him to say that name or even mention the crimes he had committed recently. She just wants to forget him, erase him although he didn't do anything particularly wrong. He was set up and she knows that now but if she places herself more into his life, that guilt of not being there for him will weigh her down more than usual. She had to stay strong for their child she can't break down in front of her. However, as much as she wants to forget him she can never. He was and still is the love of her life. No man can ever level to him in her eyes. No matter how many men shoot their shot with her she always turns them down because they are not Gabi. No one can be like that idiot that she fell for. A part of her wants to get involved and bring him back to her but the way how he turned out she can't do that to Misumi. Her daughter deserves better and she doesn't want her baby to know that her father is a wicked creature. Despite the cons weighing her down she still couldn't help but ask.

"What did he do this time?" she whispered as she still watched the small animals running around in her yard.

"It was the student exchange event. Some people had died others were injured. Old man Gakuganji almost died."

As much as she wanted to shit on them and say how she doesn't care but she does and it is not for the lives that have been lost, it's that the love of her life is heading deep down in a path he once didn't want to be involved with. The boy she remembered wanted to save people and they even had an argument about how it was so important to save people who couldn't defend themselves, now look at him. He doing everything that he once hated.

"We found a group of citizens dead in a nearby cafe at the student's event. Hearts were on the ground, people were tied up and we saw a head on a broomstick. He's out of control."

" So? What am I supposed to say? I can't do anything to get him back, Satoru ."

"I'm not finished, Makima." Gojo sat on the porch stairs. "I killed him. I know I did. I used most of my powers that will kill any being in front of me."

As soon as he said that, her heart dropped. She was starting to think that this visit was to just inform her that Gojo finally put an end to her love. She should be thrilled that a threat that can put Misumi in harm is dead but why does she feel broken? She felt like she had been punched in the gut repeating thinking about Gabi.

Makima was standing behind Gojo, her fist was clenched together to the point that blood was dripping out of her fist. She wanted to batter the man who had the nerves sitting down on her property. She wanted to end Satoru.

"Then why the hell are you here." her tone was seeping with venom as her curse energy was rising. The whole area could have felt her sinister aura.

"Calm down. You're scaring nature away. Look at your apple tree dying out."

" Fuck you, Satoru. How dare you kill him and then step on this property. What gives you the right? Makima grabbed the same apple tree Gojo pointed out from behind him and ripped it out of the ground, ready to murder the man in front of her. Before she even took a swing he stopped her movements.

"I did kill him but somehow he came back to life." she was approximately one inch away from smashing the tree on his head.

"Lies. How can he come back to life?" for some reason she didn't continue her movements. She wanted him to finish speaking.

"I don't know. That is my same exact question, Makima. Don't worry," he finally turned around to face the woman, "Your precious love is still here. I'm glad to see you still care for him. Thank you."

Makima sucked her teeth and threw the tree further into her front yard. The commotion made more of the small animals scurry away. " Should have told me before I ruined this, now I have to start over."

"I didn't know I was about to be a pancake from telling you this. What are we going to do now?"

Makima raised her brow in confusion, "We? You mean you?"

Gojo squinted his eyes at the woman, "I don't know what he sees in you, you're a pain in an ass you know that right."

Makima flipped her hair and the nice breeze made her hair flip 100 times better than usual. "He just had to get used to this. Anyways bye freak and good luck with the whole Gabimaru situation." Makima tried to turn around to enter her house until Gojo stopped her once again.

"Okay. I guess me and Shoko will have to find him then. Let's hope her charms can get to him like before." a smirk was plastered on his lips as Makima's body stiffened up upon hearing that woman's name along with Gabi's.

She faces him angrily, "You ever bring her near him, and you're dead along with her." she spun around to walk to her door, "I will text you when I'm available." and then slammed the door in his face.

( he must be out of his mind. Stupid freak. I'm tired of that family. Wait a minute. Didn't he say she charmed him before? So did Gabimaru like her? That fucking lair. He's out here killing people, watch me kill him for lying to me.)

" Ms. Maki-"

"I'm plotting murder, Tanka!" she yelled stomping upstairs.

(That time when I caught her in his room, I bet he kissed her too or probably fucked her on his bed. Stupid idiot. He played me!)

Makima rushed into her room and headed to her closet to pull out some clothes for this murder adventure. "He's thinking he's feeling on top of the world right now having people fearing him, wait until they see me beating that crap out of him." she harshly whispers as she sloppy packs some clothes into the suitcase.

"Stupid frea-"

"Mommy, why are you mad?" her daughter's voice broke her out of her state as she dropped the clothes on top of the suitcase to face her.

(crap. I forgot she was sleeping.)

Misumi lazily rubbed her eyes as Makima came to her side to place kisses on her. "I'm not mad. I'm aggravated because Gojo wants to call a trip on such late notice." she had to lie to her only child. She can't possibly say she going hunting after her bloodthirsty father because he probably cheated on her when they were teens. Her daughter didn't need to know that side of her.

"Gojo sensei? I thought you hated him." Misumi counter as she sat down on Makima's king-size bed, taking a peek at her belongings in the suitcase.

( Shit. I forgot I always spoke out my dislike towards him.)

"Well, I'm learning how to deal with him. We going to be working soon so minds well suck it up." Makima had on a sweet smile aimed at her daughter.

"Mommy . . ."

Makima went to her dresser to gather her skincare as she hummed at her daughter to continue.

"Is Gojo sensei my . . . father?" that question right there made Makima lose her appetite. Her and Gojo? Together? And having a child together? Is disgusting in her mind and she refuses to ever think about that.

"HELL NO!" she didn't mean to yell but she couldn't help it and somehow this made Misumi laugh out loud seeing her mom yell because it was rare she would even hear it.

"Mom you just swore. Now place one dollar in the jar."