Echoes of the Multiverse

Divine Dogs
He approached the dorm room with some bags and a paint can in hand. He reached for the door handle, sighing heavily as he reluctantly spent his afternoon on an errand run to fix up the dorm yet again after one of Sukuna’s fits—and this wouldn’t be the last time. When he agreed to retrieve the cursed item, that fateful day that he met Yuji, he wasn’t expecting his life to take this drastic turn. He definitely wasn’t expecting the pinkette to eat said cursed item and bond the King of Curses to this plane. Gojo-sensei entrusted him and Yuji to watch over Sukuna, however, and he planned to do just that. But no one said he had to be happy about it.

He opened the door to be greeted by screaming, cursing, and overall chaos. He dropped the bags of supplies and the paint can at the entrance and stomped into the common space to see the two wrestling on the floor. He glared at them both, he thought Yuji knew better than to participate in an altercation as such. He called for them to stop, but when the chaos ensued, he demanded Sukuna heel.

The commands were helpful, he was glad that Gojo-sensei had some sense to collar Sukuna or there would be no way for the two young men to control the curse. If they thought Sukuna was bad now, just imagine him unhinged. With the command initiated and Sukuna reluctantly obedient at this moment, Megumi took a look around. He sighed, ‘It could be worse’ he reminded himself as he took in the mess. ‘Wait, is that blood?’ he thought as he noticed small red smear marks on the floor. “Who’s bleeding?” he demanded, walking to the bathroom to grab the first aid kit.

Yuji was startled out of his rough-housing mentality when Sukuna was made to heel-- being dragged to Megumi's side in a half laying, half sitting position, and being quite perturbed by it-- and quickly saw the disappointment on the other's face. He opened his mouth to try to defend himself, but the energy the ravenette gave off closed his mouth, and made him sit properly where he remained, head lowered. For being the 'Tiger' of his former school, he was more like a puppy with.... unnatural strength and speed. All the same, in his rough state, he certainly looked pitiful.

When asked who was bleeding, Yuji began to look himself over, noting blood smudges on himself, only for Sukuna to pipe up. "Both of us, more than likely." The man huffed, rather irritated by it all. "He got a good swing at me, and I'm certain I scratched the brat at some point--" "You're the one that took a swipe at me like some feral cat over a joke!!" "And I am not some cat!! And besides, that sort of thing is heartlessly cruel to do to any animal unnecessarily!!" The curse spat back, recalling how all his fingers had been removed in the first place. Clearly, it was a rather sore spot for the curse.

Yuji tch'd, before looking away, having a feeling Megumi would have words of his own on the matter, all while being impartial, he was sure. The pair waited in tense silence for the shikigami user to return, the vessel squirming faintly where he sat. Now that the excitement had passed, he was able to feel the sting on his back, as well as the mild, sticky wetness surrounding it, saturating his shirt and making it cling to his skin. Meanwhile, Sukuna was bruised, color already blooming on his face where Yuji had gotten him good. At least he hadn't gone for his nose or mouth proper. The altercation would have been far more violent of the human had gone that far.

"I see you came back with something, Megumi.... care to enlighten us?" He asked, looking boredly at the other teen once he returned with the kit, certain he'd see Yuji get examined and taken care of first. After all, being a curse meant he could easily fix himself up if he so chose to. Right now, he was getting his emotions back into order, and as a result, the process was slower than he'd like at the moment. Beats being bruised for as long as his vessel would be, though.

Sukuna only let out an unamused, noncommittal huff at Megumi's comment about not taking care of himself, and rolled his eyes. Like hell was he going to admit he's too pissed off to heal himself properly at the moment. But, all things considered,
he was a bit surprised Megumi treated him first, even if it was quickand easy. "Who's saying I'm not healing myself? He cracked my cheekbone and temple." He gruffed, though it was a lie.

Yuji pouted at Megumi's chastising, and didn't know what to say. Really, he did start the fight with that careless jab, but Sukuna had gotten in his face and Yuji wasn't going to stand for it. He refused to let the curse think he had power over him. That would spell trouble, even with the precautions in place. Yuji was pulled from his thoughts as Megumi turned his head to look him over, look for cuts there and along his neck, and couldn't help the faint pink flushing his cheeks. He'll blame it on embarrassment-- yeah, that's it. He moved as Megumi guided him to, and hissed only faintly as the shirt peeled off of his back, and soon shuddered as cool air hit the wet wounds.

Though, he flinched and sat stiffly as the ravenette began to clean his wounds proper, and did his best not to curse at the stinging pain. He always hated peroxide, how it bubbled and felt cold on any cut or scrape that needed cleaning. At least it wasn't alcohol-- that somehow hurt far worse, and longer, too. Once he was bandaged, the pinkette let out a long-awaited sigh of relief, glad it was over with. However, that all fell through when Megumi let both pinkettes know that they were being denied their favorite snacks as punishment, before letting out a drawn whine as he laid out on his stomach upon the floor Sukuna scoffed irritably, feeling as if the shikigami user was insulting him. "Please, while my vessel may be a child, I am not. This petty punishment for children won't work." Alas, Sukuna was lying, of course. Having a physical form outside of the teenager meant he actually needed to eat, and modern foods were unfairly interesting and pleasant. It didn't make him any more willing to admit the punishment was working, however.

Yuji let out a groan over being told he couldn't help, nor that they would be able to even take a walk at the moment because of his back. He was fine, he just couldn't move in certain ways is all!! But, knowing Megumi, he would still deny Yuji if he tried to reason out how it would be fine to just take a walk at least. However, when he heard the ravenette ask the curse what he wanted to do, he felt a bit nervous. Sukuna quirked a brow at the question posed to him, and hummed lowly as he thought on it. "If we take the brat into account, we can't do anything physical for a while...." His brows furrowed, before he let out a bored sigh, "The only option I know would make the brat happy while keeping him at rest would be to watch a movie or something." He waved his free hand in a noncommittal fashion, but it showed that he actually paid attention to what Yuji seemed to like. "Otherwise, playing a game would be interesting." Did he mean video, or board? That's a mystery.

"I hate to admit it, but Sukuna does have a few good ideas, sometimes." Yuji mumbled, before grunting as he carefully pushed himself off of the floor, cautious of his back. "What do you think? What sounds better?" He asked, knowing it'd be a group activity, regardless of what they did. At least if they keep the curse entertained, he won't cause any mayhem, right? That's the thought, at least. It was hard to get a full read on Sukuna, know what the man was thinking when he wasn't causing some form of damage. The curse was shocked to have Yuji actually agree with his proposals, though they both knew Megumi had the final say, seeing as he was the more serious handler out of the two humans. But, to be fair, Sukuna's ideas were tame in nature-- easy entertainment. One may wonder what he had in mind for the genre, though. They'll find out soon, surely.