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Gojo x Reader x Kakashi

Art: @ maru_shikak on Twitter

Mood Song: shameless

Summary: The week you had been dreaming of since you were a little girl was finally here, but after two new faces made an unexpected appearance, your week went far from how you had always visioned it.

Warnings: 18+, spanking, brat taming, praise/degrading, threesome, double creampie, overstimulation, f!receiving, m!receiving, virigin reader, corruption, implied age gap (reader in early 20s, gojo/kakashi in late 20s), MHA/Naruto/JJK universes, an extremely out of place and mildly confusing happy ending because i can't physically write bad endings (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Fingertips grazed along the wooden doors, nails tapping against the dark surface just begging to push onwards into the room that awaited you.

The week you had been dreaming of since you were a little girl was finally here. Mentor Week.

During the final year at your academy, a group of state of the art mentors across all fields of combat would come and take on one student to train for a week. If the week of training went well and all exams are passed, the student has the opportunity to become a full fledged sidekick for their mentors.

The opportunity was a dream for most students, especially because it allowed them to bypass years of internships and work studies that would allow them to jumpstart their sidekick career. Not many students passed the training each year, but you weren’t most students.

Combat work has been in your family for generations. Each member of your family owned their own agency, or was their own independent master within many fields of combat. In addition, your family had been blessed with different types of elemental control of water.

It wasn’t unusual for families to have a traditional power that’s been passed down for generations, but to have such control over a foundational element made your family rare, amongst many. Specifically, you were rare amongst many.

For the first time in nearly five decades, you had gained the ability to fully control the element of water. Many members of your family only had partial control, whether it be certain types or temperatures of water, but you had universal power over it. From the very first day you developed the power, your mother made sure you knew of its importance.

“You’re very special my love,” Your mother spoke to you, your wide glossy eyes staring at her after you had witnessed just a small glimpse of what your power had to offer.

You were just swimming in the spring behind your home, all of your cousins playing an intense game of tag with their own versions of their powers. In the midst of your fun, you noticed your little brother slip on one of the stones, and his head was aiming right for a sharp rock below.

Almost like second nature, you swung your arms up in an attempt to catch him. But instead of feeling his skin on yours, you almost felt his presence in your arms. Like you knew you caught him, but not in the way you planned. When you peaked your eyes open, you gasped upon seeing your brother surely being held upright, but it was a stream of water that caught him.

Everyone seemed caught up in the moment, especially your cousins. You remember your aunties and uncles all crowding around in amazement at what you had done, but all you could remember was how confused you were. You didn’t really do anything, but in so many ways you did.

“Our family has been waiting for generations for an heir to take on the full power of our element,” Your mother spoke with a proud smile, “I knew from the moment you opened your eyes my special Y/n, it was going to be you.”

You remembered how your family celebrated all night, and even the week after crowds of people you didn’t recognize came to celebrate your new gift. From that day forward, training became your new obsession. Your new purpose. The chant they repeated to you over and over would ring in your head, until you made it to this moment.

“You are the chosen one.”

You weren’t sure if you whispered those words to yourself, or to the door standing tall before you, but it was all you needed to hear before you bravely pushed the doors open to start this new path of success.

Every bit of confidence faltered when you noticed a lack of presence in the room. It seems no mentors had shown up yet, and only a few students sat at the vacant desks.

“I’m only ten minutes early…” You muttered to yourself, glancing down at your phone to confirm your observation. It didn’t seem very professional for both students and mentors to be late, but your worries were silenced when a familiar voice piped up from the front of the room.

“Y/n! You’re here!”

A smile crept upon your lips when you heard your friend’s voice, every bit of anxiety rushing out of your body as she waved you over to the empty seat beside her.

Akira had been with you from day one. Both of your families had been good friends since your father and her uncle had started an agency together. Her family’s powers had gifts to control the nature around them, Akira’s particular gift being that she could control the growth of shrubbery around her.

Though you knew your gift was much more powerful than hers, you never thought much of it. The rare gifts of your family never went to your head, and you always saw your opponents as equals. Beyond the fact that you were family friends, Akira’s personality contrasted yours in the most perfect of ways.

While you had a more determined yet anxious personality, she had a more upbeat and relaxed personality. She understood the pressure your gift put you under, and the high expectations your family set on your shoulders. As much as you tried to keep a relaxed, confident composure around others, Akira always saw through the facade.

Instead of being the thorn in your side, she was the fresh field of flowers that allowed you to genuinely unwind and appreciate the world around you. You had both been inseparable since the day you met, and you hoped that’s what your future held as well.

“There’s Y/n, confident as ever.” Akira said with a grin, jabbing at your side which resulted in a grunt like chuckle before you sat in the seat beside her, returning the grin.

“And there’s my radiant flower, my good luck charm as always.”

Akira giggled at your words before letting out a sigh, “Kinda weird none of the mentors have shown up, right?”

Her words made the nerves begin to swell up again. So you weren’t the only one who noticed.

“Definitely, maybe it’s some sort of test?”

“Maybe, I’m sure it’s nothing we can’t handle.” Akira said, her grin returning as she tugged you into her side and held you close.

A satisfied sigh escaped your lips as you relaxed yourself into her hold. Everything was going to be just fine.

“Well don’t you two look awfully cheerful down there.”

The grating voice of your classmate from the desks above you made your skin crawl, your jaw immediately jutting out in annoyance as you swung your head back to see an all too familiar smirk.

“I’m surprised you even made it here dork, thought you’d chicken out.”

The boy opened his mouth to speak until another voice spoke behind him, “Give Ren a chance, he said his good luck prayer last night and everything.”

Both you and Akira snorted as Ren’s smirk dropped into a pout, his head whipping to glare at Haru, his supposed best friend and roommate. The two of them entered your life in high school, already being friends from their previous school. Though not coming from prestigious families like you and Akira, they both had exceptional skills which scored them into your current academy.

“I told you not to tell anyone about that.” Ren whined, shoving his friend's shoulder as he sat down in the seat beside him.

You couldn’t help the warm smile when you heard Akira’s ceaseless giggles besides you. Ever since the four of you became friends, Akira formed the largest crush on Ren. What she saw in the goofy boy, you weren’t sure, but the two sure enjoyed each other’s company.

Of course you and Haru were aware the entire time, attempting to be wingman and woman for your two friends, but the two were as dense as they come when it came to romance.

“Don’t worry Ren, I think it’s cute.” Akira said with a wink, the action shocking you as Ren began to smile like a bumbling oaf.

Elbowing her side, you offered a grin, to which she began blushing as she jerked her head away from you.

“But Y/n…” Haru spoke, his cough to gain your attention making you look back up to him, “Ren is unfortunately right, you two do look questionably cheerful.”

His words made you raise a brow, confused to what he was insinuating. Haru took the signal to keep going.

“Don’t you feel a bit worried? With such high expectations after all.”

And there it was, Haru’s true intentions. The boy had always been curious, though you think a better word would be an instigative. You knew deep down it was to poke at that fire in you, keep you on your toes, but it still did agitate you each time he tried to test you.

“What do I have to be worried about?” You spoke defensively, lifting your chin to the roof, “I’m the chosen one; I’m going to nail this mentorship, become Mirko’s sidekick, then become the greatest hero this world has ever seen!”

While you knew you were getting ahead of yourself, you expected at least a chirp from Akira or even a sneer from the dorks sitting above you, but instead you were met with a painful silence.

Until a new voice joined in.

“A bit cocky there, are we?”

Your body whipped around to see a tall man standing before you. It was then you noticed clusters of mentors had begun entering the room. They must have all come together from another location. The sight of them caught you off guard for a moment, between the declaration and their sudden arrival, you felt your cheeks grow warm.

Worst of all, no matter how much you tried to shove the thoughts down, the man before you was strikingly handsome. You hated the way your chest tightened and your breath hitched when you noticed his sharp teeth flashed in a smug grin.

There wasn’t much you could tell about him thanks to his oversized attire, and even worse he had a strange mask shielding his eyes, so there wasn’t much to look at except the large palms that splayed across your desk, his sharp facial features, and his stark white hair. But even that was enough to get your heart racing just a bit too fast.

All you could observe is that he was much too old to be a student, so he must be a mentor. Giving him one last full body check, you decided whoever he was, you shouldn’t give him much attention. With the way your body was reacting and the attitude he was throwing at you, it would be best to get him away.

Turning your full body to him now, you crossed your arms and raised a brow up to the man.

“What’s it to you, old man?”

Whatever the white haired mentor was expecting, it wasn’t that. His mouth dropped into an O shape as he dramatically gasped, “What about me screams old? I’m one of the youngest mentors here!”

Before you could come up with a response, a chuckle was heard from behind him, followed by a new presence shuffling beside the mentor. This man was concerningly similar to the other, nearly the same height, stature, attire, and most importantly: white hair. He even had a mask, though his only covered one eye. His stunningly sharp features only made your heart beat faster, the feeling making you more frustrated by the minute.

“I’m not so sure Saturo, are those wrinkles in your smile?”

The feigned shock of the eye masked mentor was now directed to the other, his mouth open surely ready to make a quip back until you spoke with an unimpressed expression on your face.

“You’re not exempt eyepatch, your hair is as white as his.”

Now both men before you looked at you with shocked expressions, though it was more satisfying from the one eyed man since you could see his eye widen in surprise.

You weren’t sure where the sudden attitude came from. You weren’t normally this blunt with strangers, especially mentors of all people, but for some reason it felt well deserved. Men never usually got you this way, hot and bothered probably the best way to put it, but the last thing you needed right now was a distraction. It didn’t matter anyways, in a few short minutes you would never see these stooges again.

Akira gave you a nervous glance, noticing your change in demeanor while the man with the double eye mask bursted into laughter at the sight of his colleague’s face.

The one eyed man’s expression suddenly grew just a bit dark as he placed a palm on your desk and leaned his face closer to you, most likely an attempt to appear intimidating.

“Don’t you think you should show your superiors a bit more respect, hm?”

There it was, that racing of your heart again. It was beating so fast you thought it was going to come up your throat, you hated it. Despised it. You needed to get these two far away from you as soon as possible.

As if your body was moving on autopilot, you leaned up to the man practically touching noses, returning the same intimidating stare.

“Oh, but you’re not my superiors, are you?” You spoke, coy grin on your face as you leaned back in your chair and let out a sigh, “I don’t know who you dorks are, but I’m going to be mentoring with Mirko and Mei Mei. The likes of you two don’t concern me.”

The sound of your name being harshly whispered caused you to slightly turn your head to Akira, though you kept your defensive posture to the two men as you listened to her whisper.

“Y/n! These two are-”

“I don’t care who they are, Akira,” You spoke confidently, offering her a warm smile before turning back to the men who were now staring at you with unreadable expressions, “They’re only distractions in my effort to become the top hero.”

Your final words clearly got to the two men, the one eyed man kissing his teeth as the other let out a chuckle. Regardless, you didn’t care.

You worked your ass off to sit in this very room. Years of blood sweat and tears have led you to this moment, and you’re not going to let two newbie mentors throw you off your game.

Sure enough, both mentors left without a word, just as you expected. They were only here to tease you, most likely because they knew of you and your family.

A small part of you would be lying if you said you weren’t intimidated by their expressionless faces. If it had been literally any other situation, you would have pressed further, but you really needed to get focused. There were many others who wanted your mentor group, and you weren’t about to let them beat you to it.

“Damn girl, you got balls!” Ren spoke, you could hear the grin in his voice. For once, the boy made you smile as you looked back to see him and Haru looking at you in shock.

“No, she's got a fried brain.” Haru growled, his voice making you blink as you looked to him with concerned eyes, “Clearly you didn’t do your research.”

His accusation had your blood boiling. You spent months analyzing every aspect of this process, including hearing stories from your own mother. There was nothing about this experience that you didn't know about.

“That’s what I was trying to tell you Y/n,” Akira said, her worried voice making you drop your head to her, “That was Satoru Gojo and Kakashi Hatake.”

Though the names sounded vaguely familiar, the look of worry on Akira’s face made your heart drop.

“They’re like the top ranking combatants in their respective fields; Gojo is a special grade sorcerer, and Hatake is a high ranking jonin.” Akira explained, the more she spoke the worse you felt, “They just joined the mentorship program this year, but they’re already the most desirable group of mentors to work with because of their renowned status.”

You felt your blood run cold, the scene that just played out running through your head like a horror movie as you slowly turned to face the two men that were now standing amongst the other mentors.

Luckily their eyes weren’t on you, but you still felt an eerie presence just glancing in their direction. Of all people to pick a fight with… why did they even come to you in the first place?

“Holy shit, I’m an idiot.” You muttered, face as white as a ghost as you buried your face in your hands. The three of your friends looked at you sympathetically, knowing there wasn’t much to be done now that the ordeal was over.

“I..It’s okay Y/n, you didn’t know…” Akira said, rubbing your shoulder gently.

“Yeah Akira is right, besides you don’t want to work with them anyways! Just pray you don’t cross paths with them again when you’re a big shot hero.” Ren snorted, though the more he spoke the more the three of you glared at him.

You hadn’t even thought of that, and of course you told them who your ideal mentor group was. What if they go to them and explain what a terrible student you are?

“Y/n, get out of your head.” Haru spoke sternly, his voice snapping you out of your thoughts as you looked up to his surprisingly sincere eyes, “It was clear those two were messing with you, probably because of your family name. You’re going to get the mentors you want, so don’t sweat it, okay?”

Just as he finished, he held his hand out down to you and offered a kind smile. Biting your lip, you nodded and offered a confident grin of your own as you clapped your hand against his own.

“Okay!”

Turning back around, you let out a shaky but at least relieved sigh. Haru was right, one minuscule conversation wasn’t going to throw off the trajectory of all your hard work. They probably were just trying to get you worked up, which clearly worked, but it’s in the past now. This was all behind you.

But little did you know, this was only the beginning.

“She’s looking at us.”

The two men stood amongst the mentors, pretending to converse amongst them, though they were doing quite the opposite.

“I’m aware, I can sense her too.” Kakashi spoke calmly, Gojo frowning at his short response.

“For once I’m not trying to flex my superior skills, I’m just addressing the elephant in the room.”

Kakashi offered a lazy glare to Gojo until he noticed the sourcer bluntly looking in your direction.

“Are you straight up staring at her now?”

“What? She’s cute when she gets all flustered. Could sense her little heart beating a mile a minute the more she talked with us,” Gojo simply grinned, his expression making Kakashi grow curious, “Besides, pretty sure sunshine next to her just explained who we are.”

The sourcer nodded his head, Kakashi following his gaze to see you burying your head in your hands as your friend rubbed your shoulder.

Adorable.

“Glad to see the girl has some shame.” Kakashi sighed, a small grin playing at his lips as Gojo looked to him, “I expected the daughter of the L/n clan to have some spunk, but she’s just a borderline brat.”

“Agreed.” Gojo hums, tapping his index finger atop his chin before looking back to Kakashi, “I think we should do something about that.”

Kakashi’s eyes widened at this, his head whipping to Gojo giving him a knowing look.

“Gojo…”

The sorcerer simply laughed, placing his hands behind his head and letting out a sigh.

“C’mon you saw how flustered she got when she was getting all fiesty,” Gojo argued, toothy grin in sight, “You can’t look me in the eye and say this wouldn’t go the way we want it to.”

Kakashi let out a sigh, rubbing his fingers against his forehead, “Look I’m not openly disagreeing with you, but she’s here for a reason. We can’t interfere with her training, lord knows what her family would do to us if they found out.”

“Please her family would kiss our feet if she found out we trained her. Who better than the most powerful people in this room to train their beloved prodigy.”

The ninja gave Gojo an unimpressed look, though his cheeks were flushed as he was in deep thought. Admittedly, the minute your file came across his desk he was immediately intrigued.

Many people in the industry would be an idiot if they hadn’t heard of you, let alone your clan. Most students of the core elemental families were well known amongst the higher ups, likely because of their destined success.

Though there were many students out there that rivaled your strength, you stuck out the most to him. Ironically, coming from the peaceful element of water, you had a fire within you. Even family heads admitted at gatherings that you were difficult to deal with, as you were a stubborn unstoppable force when it came to your desires.

Your beauty was also a prominent trait when your name was mentioned. If rumors were true, you have yet to go on a single date with anyone. Every romantic offer had been shut down in an effort to focus on becoming the top hero.

Surely such standards were a result of your family’s high expectations, but for your obstinate personality to be so well known amongst the community, it only made him more curious about you. More excited.

“I know you read her file Bruce Lee,” Gojo continued, like the devil on his shoulder as he continued to speak, “Heard she’s never had a teacher she couldn’t outperform. Probably why she has that attitude of hers, rightfully deserved I suppose.”

Kakashi grit his teeth at the name, but a surge of excitement shot up his spine as Gojo continued to speak. He did remember reading that in your file. Honestly in a way, he couldn’t blame you. Both Gojo and Kakashi knew how it felt to be at the top of every class, even at such a young age. It’s hard not to develop an ego.

But even then, his sympathy couldn’t extend past the desire to test you. Push you to your limits until you are forced to…

“Are you really going to let her win?”

The ninja finally let out a defeated sigh, turning to the sorcerer as he raised a brow.

“What are you suggesting Satoru?”

Gojo’s grin grew wider at his defeat, “Look I’m not saying we force her into anything, I’m not a monster.”

Kakashi’s unimpressed eyes remained on Gojo as he continued.

“I’m just saying we show her that she’s not the only prodigy out there, give her some good training… and if she happens to fall head over heels in love with our charming charisma and good looks in the process then…”

“Stopping you there Satoru. As much as I would love to give her a good lesson, she already said she wants to partner up with Mirko and Mei Mei. What makes you think she’s going to choose us now?”

Gojo simply chuckled all too confidently, the sound unnerving Kakashi as he raised a brow.

“You leave that to me my friend. So what do you say, are you in?”

“Welcome Class of 2022 to this year’s annual Mentorship Week. We are pleased to see so many familiar faces make it into the program.” Your school head spoke, a practiced smile on her face as she looked out at the many students, “This week will be challenging for all of you, but it will give you the opportunity to train hard and potentially earn a job with two of these many fine mentors.”

Her words have excitement bubbling throughout your entire body. After catching a glimpse of Mirko and Mei Mei sitting together, you couldn’t help the small grin on your face as you shifted in your seat. Mei Mei, as always, looked so elegant and maybe even a bit arrogant as she looked amongst the crowd with a smirk on her face. Ironically, many people didn’t like her for her “gold digging” career within the industry, but you couldn’t care less. A badass is a badass.

Then there was Mirko, a greek god in the form of a hybrid human. Her legs alone were about the width of your entire body. She looked even bigger in person, and her eyes held authority. Overall she exuded power.

You wanted to be exactly like them.

“Those are your girls!” Akira whispered, your head nodding to her excitedly as the school head continued to speak.

“Now I know in previous years, the students would pick their desired mentor group in order of student ranking.” Your school head explained, her eyes falling on you as she smiled warmly, “Which in that case would mean Y/n L/n would be first to pick.”

Suddenly all the excitement bursted inside you, a proud smile on your lips as you felt most eyes on you now. Just as you were about to stand and declare your desired group, you were cut off by the school head.

“But,” The principal spoke, a bit of amusement in her eyes as she noticed you awkwardly sit back in your seat, “We’ve decided to change things around this year.”

A sudden hush of whispers was heard around the room, confusion amongst everyone at the sudden change. The mentorship program had been like this for years. Your mother and her mother and her mother all told you how they went first to pick their own group.

Even with the hushed whispers, you simply heard static. Your head began to swirl as you wondered what could possibly be changing this year. Were they going to let the lowest ranking student go first out of fairness? Then you would get the worst mentors here!

You could kiss your dream of becoming a premature sidekick down the toilet.

“Due to requests on behalf of our esteemed mentors, we have decided henceforth that the mentors will now be choosing their desired student to train.”

Suddenly you froze, your body going rigid as you processed her words. This didn’t make sense, it wasn’t supposed to happen like this.

“What?” You exclaimed, now fully standing up from your seat. Luckily, the murmurs of students grew louder, everyone in the room seeming to be in disbelief of the announcement.

Your skin began to crawl more when you saw two smirks directed towards you from the stage.

Those bastards.

“Calm down, calm down!” Your school head declared, her expression growing annoyed before she turned her attention to you, “The mentors unanimously agreed that it would be best for them to choose their own mentors, that way they could ensure you would be a perfect fit as their sidekick if you do manage to pass all of the exams. They all have read your charts, so they know you better than you know them.”

You knew it. They were just doing this because they knew of your family. They were toying with you.

“Mrs. Ikeda, respectfully, this is outrageous!” You cried, nails scratching at the table angrily as you grit your teeth, “I think I speak for everyone in this room when I say this is not what we trained and studied so hard for, you can’t just change the system after everything we’ve done!”

Luckily a few students seemed to agree with you, though you assumed it was most of the lower ranking ones since they now had less of a chance of getting their desired mentors. But regardless, any support was helpful.

The moment you felt the school head’s cold eyes on your form, you felt like you could shrink into your seat. You were angry, but you also hated disappointing your superiors.

“Miss Y/n, this decision is final and if it’s not satisfactory to you or anyone else in this room, then you can up and leave. Do I make myself clear?”

Your mouth was fully dropped in surprise, not even believing what was happening. It felt like a dream, no, a nightmare.

Swallowing thickly, you nodded while quietly mumbling a yes as you sat back down in your chair with a blank expression on your face.

“Very well. Now does anyone else have any questions before I continue?”

Much to no one’s surprise, the room fell silent.

You felt all eyes on you, especially from your friends around you, but you simply lowered yourself further in your seat, hoping eventually you would just slide under the desk and disappear forever.

“Splendid. Well without further ado, our mentors will now begin choosing their desired student. Once your name is called, please come to the front of the room and follow your mentors to your designated training grounds.”

The school head’s instructions were drowned out in your own overwhelming thoughts. You still just couldn’t believe this was happening. You planned this day out for years, practicing every little word and move you would make. Now everything was crumbling before your very eyes.

All you could do was pray another group of mentors would pick you before the two white haired men that were surely behind this mess.

“Hmmm, we have decided to mentor Y/n L/n!” An enthusiastic voice spoke into the microphone, the words snapping you from your thoughts as you looked up to your genuine worst nightmare coming to life.

Sure enough before you stood Satoru Gojo and Kakashi Hatake, their smug expressions already on you as Gojo pointed to your desk, signaling you as their choice.

A snort from upon stage made you raise a brow, noticing it came from Mei Mei. This was definitely all a planned game to them. A sick, twisted game.

“Hey L/n, remember when I told you to just pray you don’t cross paths with Satoru and Kakashi again?” Ren whispered to you, your body not even turning back to face him, “Yeah well… just forget I said anything. Good luck!”

Not even Ren’s idiotic words could phase you at this point, even when you heard a smack and a small ‘ow’ which was most likely Haru smacking him.

All you could do was sit frozen in shock, your body almost refusing to accept such a cruel fate.

“Don’t be shy now Miss Y/n, we won’t bite.” Gojo spoke cheekily, his grin making you feel bile build up in your throat. You think you were going to pass out.

The sudden squeeze of your hand seemed to mildly snap you from your trance, your head glancing to see Akira’s worried eyes on you.

“You have to go up Y/n,” Akira said with a sad, yet hopeful smile, “I know it seems bad, but you’ll make the most of it. I believe in you.”

Her words made you feel a small warmth of something, anything. You couldn’t help but appreciate it.

Offering her a pathetic smile, you let out a sigh before standing up and walking down the stairs to the stage before you. You refused to look at the two mentors that stood to the right of you, choosing to focus your attention on your school head who was smiling down at you.

“That was quite the outburst Y/n, very uncharacteristic of you,” She spoke, grabbing your hand and squeezing it reassuringly, “You should consider yourself lucky, these are the highest ranking mentors on this stage. Make the most of it.”

She finished her last words with a wink, your body shivering as you forced the most genuine smile you could before turning to face your new mentors for the next week.

Gojo had a shit eating grin on his face. Even through the damn mask you could tell Kakashi had a likewise grin as they looked you up and down like a piece of meat.

“Cmon Y/n, let’s take you to where we’ll be training this next week!” Gojo said with feigned excitement, offering a hand for you to take to surely lead you out of the room.

Once your back was fully turned to the school head you shot him a glare before walking past his extended hand and out the stadium doors.

You knew they were behind you, once the heavy doors slammed shut you were met with the silence of the hallway, so it was easy to hear their heavy footsteps behind you.

“Aren’t you so excited for these gramps to be showing you the ropes?” A coy voice spoke from behind you, “Hope you’ll be patient with us.”

Both men smirked when they received no response, only silence and the sight of your fingers digging moons into your palms.

“C’mon, don’t ignore your mentors. Do you want to hurt our feelings? Us geezers are sensitive, you know.” Gojo chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement as you huffed while quickening your pace.

Oh you were going to be loads of fun.

Luckily the training grounds weren’t too far away, the doors appearing before you sooner than expected. All you wanted to do was walk in, examine the area, then get the hell home so you could make up a game plan on how to survive this nightmare of a week.

Turning on your heel, you slammed your hands into the doors, speeding through them until you bumped into a firm chest. The sudden intrusion made you squeak in surprise, immediately hating the cute noise you made until you noticed Kakashi standing in front of you.

It was then you noticed how tall he was, nearly an entire foot above you causing you to look up at him with such proximity. Even you couldn’t help but stare in shock, wondering how he went from behind you to directly in front of you in the blink of an eye. You could tell he was smiling when his eyes crinkled into a strangely warm expression.

“First things first, we need to work on those manners of yours. From now on, you will address us both as sir. Got it?”

His demand made your blood boil, so much so that you’re sure your face was turning red as you felt your fists clench at your sides. You hated that your anger was mixed with more, a new emotion that rarely got the best of you. Avoiding his gaze, you quickly shoved past him only to run into another firm chest, a growl now escaping your lips to see the smug sourcer now before you.

“That wasn’t a suggestion dear.”

Gritting your teeth, you shoved Gojo just a few inches away from you before turning your back to both of them. Your hands began to tremble with anger, embarrassment… really there was nothing you weren’t feeling right now.

“You’re both not officially my mentors until tomorrow, so I don’t have to call you shit.” You growled, suddenly whipping around to face them before pointing out to the large field you were in.

“In fact, I think we can just cut this tour short. This is clearly the field we’ll be training in and those are the rooms we’ll be staying in. All crystal clear.”

The minute your rant is over you finally open your eyes to see their reactions, only to see smug expressions still glued to their faces over your little outburst. Letting out another huff of annoyance, you offered a sarcastic wave and began storming towards the doors.

A surge of frustration coursed through your veins when you felt a hand grab your shoulder to stop you, but you simply looked back with one dark eye to whichever one of the idiots dared to touch you.

“Let. Go.”

Once you met the gaze of Kakashi, you knew he was just trying to test his limits, but right now you weren’t in the mood. You just needed to get out of there, and fast. Luckily once he seemed to get a good reading of your expression, he let go of you without another word and you stormed out of the training grounds.

Just before the door could slam, Gojo shouted something about how he couldn’t wait to get started with training tomorrow, but you drowned it all out as you stormed off the school property.

The moment the field door slammed shut, Gojo began howling with laughter, taking off his mask so he could properly rub his eyes.

“Oh she’s worse than I thought, that girl may give us a run for our money.”

Kakashi grinned to his friend, folding his arms as he pulled his own mask down, “She’s strong, has a pretty intense fucking stare too. Guess all the rumors about her are true.”

Gojo nodded, stretching out his arms and neck a bit before letting out a content sigh.

“Just the challenge we were looking for, right?”

Kakashi nodded, excitement surging through his veins at the new challenge ahead.

“I can’t wait to break that pretty little thing.”

A chill raced down your back as a case of rendezvous occurred when you noticed your fingertips similarly grazing against the wood doors before you. The only difference is your nails weren’t tapping against the dark surface in excitement this time, rather a nervous dread.

Unlike yesterday, your worst nightmare was waiting on the other side of that door. A nightmare that you were going to have to deal with for an entire week.

If it weren’t for the loving pep talk your mom gave you last night, you would’ve probably thrown all of your hard work away and tried again next year.

“Sweetheart, don’t you think you’re being a bit irrational?” Your mother spoke, watching as you paced around your room in a fit of emotions.

“Mom, they stripped away years of meticulous planning and hard work from me! What if they just torment me all week and I get no real training?” You cried, eyes wide before you looked down, the world beginning to shake as you felt nauseous, “Then I’ll have to wait two more years just to be a sidekick, and I may never reach the number one spot-”

The feeling of cold water splashing in your face snapped you out of your thoughts, a shriek escaping your mouth until you saw your mother sternly looking at you.

“Now that’s enough Y/n!” Your mother shouted, your angered expression falling as you felt nearly all the pent up heat in your body disappear, “Better?”

Letting out a shaky sigh you nodded, with the flick of your wrist all the water that drenched your hair and skin was removed and placed back in the cup your mother was holding.

“Now I’m sorry Y/n, but hearing you spiral over a bunch of silly mentors had me worried. This isn’t the determined little girl I know.” She spoke, moving to sit on your bed as she patted the spot next to her hinting for you to sit.

“The Y/n I know would be laughing at such a challenge. Seeing the positive in the negative,” Your mother spoke calmly, smiling when you sat beside her and leaned on her shoulder, “After all, our family element is the element of change, is it not?”

A small smile itched at the corner of your lips as you nodded, lifting your head up to look at her as she continued speaking, “Now you go show those boys that you’re a L/n and that they messed with the wrong girl, got it?”

Nodding once again, you felt a surge of energy flow through you. It was reluctant, but it was there, and that’s what mattered.

Gripping onto your overnight bag, you swallowed thickly as that reluctance loomed over your shoulders once again. All you could do was remember your mothers words and persevere, like you always did.

Inhaling sharply, you let all your nerves out in a heavy sigh as you shoved the door open with a confident smile.

A smile that soon formed into a gasp as a familiar sorcerer stood before you, leaning against the entrance with a grin as his masked eyes looked down to you.

“Staring at a door for five minutes is awfully strange, don’t you think?”

You opened your mouth to speak before your eyes widened in surprise. He could probably sense you standing in front of the door this entire time, you must’ve looked like an idiot.

Feeling your face grow warm, you quickly fixed your surprised posture as you shot him a small glare, “Spying on your student is awfully strange, don’t you think?”

Gojo let out a hearty laugh as you spun his words against him, following you as you walked deeper into the stadium, placing your bags down by the resting area.

“Still didn’t answer his question dear.” A new voice spoke, your head slightly looking back to see Kakashi in your peripheral.

His soft pet name made you shiver, just slightly. Rolling your head in annoyance, you tugged at your sports bra to shift it back into place while keeping your back to them.

“I was just mentally preparing myself for the shit show of a week I’m about to endure,” You spoke nonchalantly, not letting their wits get the better of you, “All because I pissed off some industry hotshots.”

You heard one of them snort at this, but you didn’t seem to care who as you spun on your heel and gave them a confident look, “But I don’t really care. Nobody is going to throw me off my course of becoming number one. Not even you two.”

Shockingly enough, you were met with silence as they nodded, though their faces showed anything but acceptance.

“Okay,” Kakashi simply spoke, almost in defeat, which had you feeling optimistic until he stood closer to you with focused eyes, “Ego and manners, those will be our two lessons for today.”

Your brows furrowed at this as his words had you stiffen in shock, but you didn’t let your anger get the better of you again. Instead you stood firm in your place as you kept eye contact with him.

The response seemed to humor them both, Kakashi clearly grinning under his mask as he looked you up and down.

“Seeing as we are officially your mentors as of today, you will refer to us both as sir, is that clear?”

Once again the nickname made your cheeks flush, it shouldn’t but it did. Maybe if it were anyone else asking you, it wouldn’t be such a big deal. Still they tried to get on your nerves. It was going to take everything in you to hold back today, let alone this week. But if you wanted to learn anything, you were going to have to regretfully comply.

Gritting your teeth, you averted your eyes before nodding.

A gasp escaped your lips when you felt firm fingers grab your chin, turning your gaze towards the masked sorcerer who smiled down at you, “Use your words, darling.”

Now you knew your cheeks were blushing profusely, the entirety of the situation making your body grow warm as you swallowed thickly.

“Yes sir.”

Even as you grit the last part out, both men seemed to smile in acceptance as they took a few steps back and let you air out a bit.

“Very good.” Kakashi muttered, the phrase making your face grow hotter. He didn’t miss the way your body shivered unpromptedly from his words of praise.

The sight made Kakashi grin, his eyes glancing to his sneering partner before he looked back down to you as you tightened your laces in an attempt to hide your face from them. Even with your stubbornness, it appeared your body always betrayed your better interests.

That was going to make this so much more fun.

Much to your demise, the week didn’t get much better as the days passed.

The two made you endure a number of training trials, testing both your levels of power and endurance. Each trial you seemed to pass without a doubt, but your two mentors didn’t make it easy as they kept testing your patience.

Any time you forgot to add “sir” to a sentence, they would question you or act like you weren’t talking to them. Or if you did something clearly impressive, they would add each comment of feedback with some sort of pet name or endearing phrase that made your skin grow hot.

You could no longer ignore how they were purposely trying to distract you, nor how your body was reacting in confusing ways. Anytime you felt annoyed, your body would betray you as your heart would beat faster and your face would flush.

You’ve dealt with jerks in the past, but never had they gotten a rise out of you like these two. A small part of you knew what they were doing, but you kept trying to deny it.

By about halfway through the week you were just about at your limit.

“How many more times are you going to make me prove my strength before I can finally fight one of you?” You huffed, breathing ragged as you finished another round of water lift conditioning.

Gojo chuckled down to you as Kakashi cleaned up the field. You felt exhaustion run through your body, your knees shaking a bit before you gave in and knelt down, giving an annoyed glance to the sourcer who bent down beside you.

“Sweetheart, I don’t think you should fight us if this has you so exhausted.” Gojo cooed, brushing loose strands of hair from your eyes, “Think we’d break ya.”

Letting out a groan you rolled your head back as your eyes followed, offering a pout, “I’m only exhausted because you guys are purposely giving me grueling tasks, it’s like you’re trying to drain my energy.”

Gojo simply smiled down to you

“I’ve been training with my power my entire life, and it’s something I can do with or without the two of you,” You explained honestly as you picked your water bottle up and gave it a sip, “What I need to be learning is how to fight, especially with two mentors that come from different combatant backgrounds.”

“Listen, your academy head wasn’t exaggerating when she told you we have far beyond exceptional backgrounds,” Gojo spoke with a refreshing bit of sincerity in his tone, “It’s going to take you far more than a week of training to keep up with us one on one.”

Frowning, you sat up a bit and looked the sourcer in what you think were his eyes.

“You underestimate me sir, both of you.” You spoke sternly, Gojo blinking in surprise as you willingly used his honorific, “I demand that you let me take you on, I can handle it.”

“You can handle it, hm?” A coy voice spoke beside you, the sudden proximity making you gasp as Kakashi seemed to just appear before you, “You seem so sure of yourself princess.”

Once again, another gushy name that had your heart beating just a bit faster, you wished they would stop that. He claimed it was because you’re basically the princess of your clan, but you knew better. You knew exactly what they were doing.

“Plus, I don’t think I heard you say please. Not even once.” Gojo spoke, grin now on his face that had you groaning as you stood up.

“It’s not my job to say please, this isn’t an etiquette school. You're my mentors in combat training.” You huffed, folding your arms.

“And as your mentors, we can do whatever we want with you, and train you however we see fit. Do you understand?” Kakashi spoke sternly, your angry eyes now focused on him as he looked down to you, “Now I think we need to go back to the basics of proper manners-”

His final words had your eyes widening. For the first time, genuine rage coursed through your veins at the thought of having to backtrack your training. They could toy with you all they wanted, but they weren’t about to slow down your training just to prove a point.

“No.” You growled, loud and stern as your fists clenched at your sides.

The silence that echoed around the training grounds had your blood run cold. You had never told them no before, but at this point you didn’t care. You couldn’t just stand around and waste your time with two mentors who were only trying to get a rise out of you.

“No?” Gojo questioned cooly, your hairs rising as you could hear him standing up straight behind you.

“No.” You confirmed, glaring up to Kakashi now, “I don’t need either of your help, you claim I have an attitude, but you two are always dripping with arrogance. If you’re not going to give me real training, then I’m no longer wasting my time with you assholes. I’m done.”

Without giving them much time to react, you began to storm off. Not even giving a spare glance, you snatched up your bag, not caring that half your belongings were back in your room.

“Y/n, come back!” Kakashi shouted, and you could hear the anger dripping in his voice but you didn’t care.

Continuing to walk, you nearly made it to the doors until Kakashi used his body flicker technique to shift directly in front of you. The sight nearly makes you gasp as his singular eye looks down at you furiously.

“I said, come back.” Kakashi growled.

“Or what?” You snarled back, returning just as angry of a glare. You knew you were playing with fire, but you didn’t really care anymore. Call it recklessness, or even curiosity, you were just done playing nice.

Much to your surprise, your rebuttal had Kakashi seemingly shocked. His eyes widened a bit and his only response was silence. Looking him up and down, you noticed a bit of hesitancy in his posture, the sight making you smirk as you looked back into his eyes and stood on your toes to move close.

“What are you going to do, sir, hurt me?”

For once it was your turn to taunt him. Days of tension let out in a sentence as you smugly watched him struggle to react. You would be lying if you thought it wasn’t mildly refreshing.

Without so much as breathing, Kakashi snatched your bag from your hand and slammed it against the wall, the sound making you jump as it slid down to the ground. Before you could look back in his direction he used his flickering technique to disappear, his body returning beside Gojo as you spun around with wide eyes.

“Fine. Tomorrow, eight am sharp, you will face Gojo and myself in hand to hand combat. Understood?”

The coolness of his tone made you shiver, almost instinctively you felt every hair on your body raise as he spoke. Attempting to keep a strong demeanor, you just nodded, giving a quiet ‘yes sir’ before grabbing your bag and walking off to your room.

Gojo watched the scene with a whistle, a smug grin plastered on his face as Kakashi turned to him with hooded eyes.

“You win Satoru.” Kakashi hissed, the words even taking Gojo aback as he saw the intensity in the ninja’s expression.

“Tomorrow is the day we break her, and we’re not holding back.”

Anxiety riddled through your body the following morning.

It was a confusing feeling. You finally got what you wanted, but you also felt like you were set back by days of progress. The uneasy feeling began the moment you returned to your room after Kakashi’s outburst.

You wanted so badly to feel excited that you finally won, that you were finally going to start one on one combat with them tomorrow. But deep down you knew you didn’t truly win.

Instead of hearing chattering voices while you got dressed in your training attire, you were met with silence from the moment you rose to your alarm.

The eerie tranquility somehow got louder as you entered the shared kitchen, the small area devoid of any life like it usually was this time in the morning. Normally you would be ecstatic to be met with much needed solitude, but you couldn’t help the shiver that crawled up your spine when you realized this was most likely a punishment for your behavior yesterday.

Two sides of you argued in your mind as you opened the steel fridge to grab a bowl of overnight oats you had prepared for the week. While you didn’t want to regret your words and actions from the day before, you also wondered if you had taken it too far.

Honestly, they weren’t the worst mentors in the world. Up until this point they taught you how to maximize the endurance of your power, which was something you didn’t realize you struggled with till now.

With that said, the cheeky quips and smug expressions they provided during the training was a nightmare. You knew you weren’t one to normally mouth off to your superiors. As much as you hated to admit it, you were a teacher's pet.

Popping open the lid, you shoved a spoonful of the cold oats into your mouth as you furrowed your brows in thought. Maybe this is why you felt so torn the entire time… or perhaps why you felt so uneasy now? Your past proved that you hate to disappoint your superiors, but in the same sentence did you even respect them as your superiors?

Or is it because you felt something more when you were around them.

The very thought had you choking on the yogurt, your eyes beginning to water as you took a quick sip from a nearby glass before pausing over the marble counter.

What on earth were you thinking? Is this what had you acting out this entire week? Admittedly, you never had these… feelings around other people. The tight chest, quick heart beat, burning skin, or even the shiver that went up your spine anytime they praised your work.

It had to just be nerves… right?

Not the powerful presence they exuded, or the painfully handsome expressions they wore anytime they teased you, or the deep silky praises they awarded you every time you did something good.

You nearly jumped at your own reaction to your thoughts, your spoon slamming in the steel sink as you felt your cheeks grow so hot it felt like your head was going to explode.

“Get a damn grip Y/n…” You whispered harshly to yourself, quickly bottoming out the cold glass of water beside you before shaking your head.

There is no reason why you should feel anything other than confidence right now. Yesterday you stood your ground, and because of that they’re finally respecting your wishes. They can be angry all they want, but that doesn’t matter.

What matters is you proving your strength, acing this exam, and becoming the number one hero.

Inhaling sharply, you gave yourself a confident nod before cleaning out your bowl and heading out to the training grounds. Just as you expected, Gojo and Kakashi were already on the field conversing quietly to each other.

Maybe you really did yell some sense into them. Not only were they up and out before you, but they were dressed in actual training gear rather than their usual fancy uniforms.

Kakashi had a multitude of weapons on his uniform, many that struck your curiosity as you examined the many sharp metals. Gojo on the other hand, seemed to have nothing but himself. The sight made you a bit nervous, wondering what kind of power the sorcerer held.

Trying to reel back your curiosity, you prepared yourself for the onslaught of sly comments as you walked over to them and set your training bag down. Raising a brow, you glanced up to see that none of them had turned to you or even acknowledged your presence.

They halted their conversation, so they surely were aware of your arrival. Were they still mad?

“Um… good morning?” You spoke, though it was more a question as the two continued to gaze around the field as if mapping something out.

When you were met with more silence your brows furrowed, dread filling your body.

You hated the feeling, you shouldn’t feel any guilt over what happened yesterday, but you couldn’t help it. The thought of disappointing anyone above you made you feel sick.

Letting out a huff, you rolled your neck out a bit as you began to stretch before moving directly in front of them.

“Hello? Did you hear me?”

Kakashi refused to look down at you, his one dull gray eye holding no emotion as he examined the field some more, as if it were far more important than his only student before him. Meanwhile, Gojo had his head turned away from you.

“Oh come on, are you guys serious?” You groaned, placing your hands on your hips as your lips fell into a pout, “You can seriously be mad about yester-”

“Shut up.”

The words shot spikes of heat to your core, every part of your body seeming to be confused on how to react. In an instant your body froze as the deep voice rumbled the command without mercy.

Your eyes quickly shot over to striking blue ones, the sight almost making your knees buckle. Gojo had his mask off, his messy white hair surrounding his head but not daring to distract from his practically glowing eyes.

They were so bright and beautiful, yet so dark and almost cold. You couldn’t help the full body shiver as he looked at you like you were nothing, a mere obstacle.

You could barely hear your own thoughts as your body reacted. Palms twitching as your heart was beating so fast you swore the two of them could hear it. Surely your face was a deep scarlet red, but it didn’t seem to phase either of them. No snarky comment, or smug grin. Just cold indifference.

Gritting your teeth, you clenched your fists as you stubbornly kept your eyes locked with Gojo’s. Not like you had a choice, you almost thought you wouldn’t be able to look away.

“You can’t just talk to me like that.”

Just like that he was standing before you, your chests colliding as he looked down to you with a darkened expression.

“I can, and I will.” Gojo spoke coolly, his eyes narrowing before he stepped past you and beside Kakashi, “Now let’s get started.”

Now your chest was beating out of control, you had to grip your shirt as the two were out of sight just to get control of your breathing. What the hell was going on? Why were they acting like this? Why were you reacting like this?

Whipping your head around, you noticed them both walking onto the field together as they began to stretch as if preparing.

“Wait…” You mumbled, quickly trotting after them as you looked up to them with wide eyes, “I’m fighting you both at the same time?!”

Kakashi looked down at you, gaze expressionless, “You’re the chosen one, are you not? Time to prove it.”

Again, Kakashi’s sharp tone sent a wave of excitement through your body. All you could do was blink rapidly, not believing what you were hearing as the two stood like you were a mere helpless bunny before them. All you could do with the insanity was laugh, though it held no spite as you continued to laugh from the overwhelming nerves filling your system.

You had no idea what was going on. Why they both were giving you the cold shoulder, why you felt like your legs were going to give out at any second as your chest beat so loudly it’s all you could hear. So you just continued to laugh.

“Fine.” You mumbled as you turned around and walked further from them.

“Fine!” You exclaimed louder, turning around with a now crazed yet determined expression on your face, “I’ve been dying to shut you two up this entire week, be my guest!”

Expecting some sort of snarky response, you felt your face warm with what you assumed was embarrassment when you were met with silence, the two not even flinching as you entered a defensive position.

You had to be smart about this. Even throughout this week’s training, you still had no idea what their skills or powers entailed, and they knew that. Clearly the game wasn’t over, if anything it had just begun. Whatever rude act they were putting on was clearly to get a rise out of you, to distract you.

Yeah, that’s all it was. And you didn’t care at all, not in the slightest. This was all a test, and you were going to win.

Though your eyes stilled on Gojo, your first target is Kakashi.

Even if you were to go after Gojo, Kakashi clearly has long range weapons that he could strike you with while you were distracted. You needed to separate those from him quickly.

Surrounding the field were drains of water, the same ones you utilized during your training this week. They most likely opened them up so you could use the element during your weekly training and final exam.

Lifting one arm, you allowed a stream to come to you and wrap around your upper body like a new set of arms. Not wasting time, you ran full speed ahead towards Gojo with your arms behind you so he couldn’t predict your next move.

A tick of anger rang in your head when you noticed neither of them making any big advances to defend themselves. Clearly they assumed they were much better than you, but you were here to prove them wrong.

Deciding to test their skills, you threw a simple punch to Gojo, a stream of water following your fist with an aim for his chest. You knew he would counter easily, but what you didn’t expect was for him to evaporate into thin air.

Your eyes widened as he disappeared, looking around the field only to find him completely vanished. You glanced to Kakashi with wide eyes, but he simply looked down at you with that same indifferent stare. Although if you squinted, you would see a hint of amusement in his eyes.

“The hell…” You mumbled, looking around as you retracted the water back to your arms, only for the hair on your arms to rise when you felt a warm breath tickle against your ear.

“Lookin for someone?”

A gasp escaped your lips as your entire body shivered, cheeks growing warm as you grit your teeth, wasting no time to investigate before swining your arm around in hopes to hit him with the bone of your wrist, only to feel more agitated as you collided with nothing but air.

“Show yourself!” You growled, fists clenching as you looked to the skies to see if he was above you.

Without another word you felt a palm make contact with your spine, and though the hit itself wasn’t powerful, the strong gust of air that followed was as you were knocked forward and down to your knees.

A pained gasp left your lips as you felt your lungs seize up from the force of the wind, but your body couldn’t recover much before a large foot dug into your back and forced you on the ground.

For a minute you swore you blacked out, your head ringing as all you could feel were the spiky locks of turf that smushed against your cheek. Spite alone may have been the only thing to snap you back to reality as you heard a hearty laugh from above you.

“I figured the Chosen One would’ve lasted a bit longer, don’t you think?” Gojo sneered, Kakashi tutting his lips in response as Gojo bent down closer to you with his foot still digging into your back.

“Maybe I should go a bit slower, don’t want to overwhelm that little brain of hers. Make her go dumb.” Gojo continued as his firm hand gripped your chin, forcing you to painfully look up to Gojo even in your awkward position, “Or would you like that?”

Frustrated pants escaped your lips as you felt more heat delve to your core, your body squirming in his hold as your mind raced with his insinuations. He surely didn’t mean what he was implying right? He was just trying to get in your head. Luckily, your plan was still on track.

Gritting your teeth, you trying to jerk up beneath his hold as you looked at him through the corner of your eye, “Don’t underestimate me.”

For the first time today Gojo just barely smiled, though it had a malicious intent as he narrowed his eyes at you.

“And why shouldn’t I?”

“Because you arrogant assholes fell for my trap.” You said with a grin, and as if music to your ears you heard curses spill from the ninja behind you.

Both you and Gojo glanced up to see Kakashi struggling to move as ice encased his legs and was spreading up his chest.

“I wouldn’t touch those weapons if I were you sir.” You spoke, making sure to spit the final honorific, “They are nearing the temperature of dry ice, which is about… well you boys are smart. I’ll let you figure that one out.”

The ninja watched as the metal weapons on his belt turned a bright white color, the cool temperature of the water encasing them making it hiss and pop.

“As for you…” You spoke, grinning as the sourcer above you looked down to you with wide blue eyes, “I honestly don’t know your power, but I have a feeling it has to do with those brilliant blue orbs of yours.”

Since you knew the man was fast, you needed to react fast. The only plan you had was working so far, so you needed to take advantage of it. Especially since their little plan of distracting you was working.

Swirling your tongue around your mouth, you spit onto the grass before your fingers rose from your sides and flicked the liquid into the man’s eyes before you.

Either it made direct contact, or close enough because Gojo immediately stumbled backwards as his hands moved to his eyes, colorful words escaping his lips. As much as you wanted to point and laugh, you had to fight the nerve as you saw Kakashi quickly remove his vest and belt filled with the freezing weapons.

You definitely couldn’t underestimate him, but he would at least be an easier challenge without all of those sharp weapons at hand.

“That was clever Y/n.” Kakashi spoke coolly, his genuine praise making your heart skip a beat. Quickly pushing the feeling down, you nodded before sprinting towards the ninja, refraining from lifting any water until you could identify his fighting style.

Throwing a simple punch, your eyes widened when he similarly teleported away. Like Gojo his speed was unmatched, but you knew his teleportation wasn’t as mysterious as Gojo’s. He had to go from point A to point B, unlike the sourcer’s technique.

Spinning around you just barely ducked in time as a quick punch was thrown at your face. Without time to think, his leg swiped beneath you causing you to fall straight on your back. Once again you barely rolled away before his foot stomped against your face.

“Shit.” You hissed, rocking your lower half up and wrapping your legs around his arm before tugging him down with all your weight forcing you to roll back up on your knees as you knelt on top of him.

“Too rough for you sweetheart?” Kakashi spoke with a grin, your eyes widening as the pet name returned even in his compromising position, “You seemed like the type to enjoy it.”

Immediately your eyes were batting in surprise, that same stupidly painful feeling coiling in your stomach. Before you could open your mouth, you heard a low chuckle at your side before a knee collided with the side of your body with such force it evoked bile to spill from your lips as you flew off of Kakashi and crashed on your side, not without a few bumps on the ground.

The pain was unlike anything you had ever felt, your body aching as you used your lower arm to raise yourself up weakly in between coughs. But even with that pain, it wasn’t enough to silence the overwhelming pleasure that was building up inside of you. The excitement and heat coursing through your veins nearly made you sick.

Even in your weakened state, you knew they were going easy on you. They both were far too quick to be dragging the fight along for this long.

It’s almost like they were seeing just how much you could take. But why?

“Good girls don’t spit on their masters.” Gojo growled, the bold name making your knees lock as it took you by surprise, your wide eyes looking up only to lock with his own. There was almost a crazed look in his eye, one of them looking a bit bloodshot most likely from your attack, while his lips were blown into a wide grin.

“Looks like I should’ve spit more.” You snarled back, immediately regretting your words as he rushed to you in nearly an instant.

Making a last minute call, you immediately dropped down to your back again, allowing Gojo to jump over you rather than into you before you raised your arms up and allowed the drain water to surround Gojo’s head before your fists clenched.

Suddenly the water froze, causing him to fall frozen head first against the ground.

“That.. should buy me some time.” You coughed out, though you couldn’t feel relief just yet as you heard quick footsteps towards you.

After going hand to hand with Kakashi, you knew close range fighting would be an automatic loss with him. You needed to keep him as far away as possible.

Lifting your arms once more, you let out a shout as you used up more power than normal to lift a large stream of water above you. While your plan was to fully crash it down on the ninja in hopes of washing him out, your movements hesitated when you saw him lift up his mask.

Even from far away, the glowing red eye that shined beside his dull gray one was bright enough to send shock through your body. Soon after, his hands began to form into rapid signs, the movements so quick you couldn’t even make each one out.

Furrowing your brows, you launched your hands down anyway before you got the chance to see what his hand signs were actually doing. Bending over, you placed your hands on your knees as you allowed yourself to take a few deep breaths from the overexertion of power used.

Just a small sliver of hope filled your chest until you heard the sound of water freezing up fill your ears. Looking up, your eyes widened as your stream of water crashed into a near identical stream of water before freezing into a large sculpture like glacier of ice.

Running around the large ice structure, you blinked in confusion as Kakashi came from the source. His red eye followed your every movement, wide and focused, while somehow his regular gray one seemed amused.

“Why don’t you try again?” Kakashi taunted, not making any movements.

Growing agitated, you lifted your arms up, but quicker this time and sent a smaller, sharper stream of water directly for his chest. Only as it was supposed to make contact with him, an identical stream headed towards you and made contact with your chest, causing you to stumble back with a grunt.

“How the… how the hell are you doing that?” You shouted, fists clenching as your water danced around Kakashi almost as if he were in control of it.

Admittedly, you went into this fight not knowing the full extent of their power, but you knew for a fact he had no elemental control of water. This had to be some other strange power.

Ready to shoot another stream of water, you felt your arm loosen at the lack of presence of the element. Blinking you looked around and attempted to lift the water up again, only to find no movement.

“You won’t always have water in your battles, princess.” Gojo purred from behind you, his sudden voice shocking you again as you felt his hand wrap around your throat.

“We emptied the water drains halfway today, wanted to see how skilled you are without that little power of yours,” Kakashi spoke, your eyes widening as he somehow appeared from behind you.

Though he didn’t seem threatened by you, his mask was still raised as his gray and red eye narrowed on you, “Seeing as you kept your distance from us the entire fight, electing to use water as your main defense, I’m going to declare this fight over.”

Furrowing your brows you attempted to lunge at him, only for you to be reminded of the strong hand around your neck, Gojo only squeezing tighter as you attempted to get away.

“This fight isn’t over!” You shouted, though it came out more as a choked gasp as you clawed at the palm squeezing you.

Kakashi glanced back at the man behind you, nodding his head before you felt Gojo’s hand let you go. Sure not to waste a second, you lunged at Kakashi only for him to teleport behind you in seconds.

Both of your wrists were grabbed in one of his palms before he kicked the backs of your knees forcing you to the ground with your face back into the turf once more.

“This fight is over.” Gojo confirmed, pulling his mask from his pocket and tying it over his eyes.

Suddenly you saw red, anger seeping through your blood as you began to kick and squirm beneath Kakashi’s tight hold.

“No! Get over here, I’m not finished!”

Suddenly Kakashi’s elbow dug into your spine, his grip on your wrists growing tighter, “Submit, Y/n.”

Gritting your teeth, you continued to jerk around until you felt his knee dig into your crotch. Eyes widening you let out a gasp, your cheeks flushing at the compromising position. Each jerk you made only made your bundle of nerves shoot tingles throughout your entire body.

Shivering you felt yourself grow weaker as you tried your best to lift your upper half, only to feel cold hands harshly grip your cheeks, Gojo’s half masked eyes looking down to you.

“Submit.”

You hated this. You hated every second of it. You hated how it wasn’t the pain aching through your body that made you want to quit, it was the aching pleasure that was shooting through every part of you. From the start to the end of this fight, you knew you were at a loss. Your mind too scrambled to even focus.

Feeling Gojo’s fingers squeeze tighter around your cheeks, you finally let out a defeated exhale as you relaxed in their hold.

“Fine, I give up.”

Finally they released you, your body going limp on the grass before you weekly moved to your knees, your face refusing to look up at them as your nails dug into the grass. All you could think about is how empty you felt when their bodies moved away from you. You hated it. Hated this feeling. Hated all of it.

But you hated even more the familiar words Kakashi cooed to you yesterday. The same words that sent spikes of heat to your chest.

“Good girl.”

Mania flooded your head as you sat on the toilet lid, head buried in your hands. Your brain was running a mile a minute, and somehow the fight you just terribly lost was the last thing on your mind.

No, what was on your mind was them. Both of them.

First they gave you the cold shoulder, then they practically toyed with you the entire fight. Did they know that their actions were getting to you? Did they see the attraction in your eyes the first day you laid eyes on them, and now they were just taking advantage of it.

Gritting your teeth, you jumped up from the lid and slammed your palm on the marble counter of the bathroom as your breathing grew heavy.

Now that you’re really thinking about it, some of their touches were a bit… promiscuous. Just Kakashi’s knee digging into your core today when he had you pinned down, that wasn’t a training tactic was it?

Or the way he said, “Good girl”.

Those velvety words ringing in your ears made your breath hitch as you quickly turned the cold water knob from the sink and began cupping the cool liquid in your hands, splashing it across your face.

This was ridiculous, all of it. Clearly you were letting your emotions get the better of you, again. No wonder they didn’t take you seriously, you were like a schoolgirl with crushes. It would be ridiculous to assume they were trying to make advances towards you.

They were simply two smug, and apparently skilled, mentors that were trying to annoy you. Yeah… most likely because of your family and status. That’s all… that’s all it is…

“Good girl.”

The words practically echoed so loudly through your head again, you thought the white haired ninja was in the room with you. A squeak left your lips as you jolted your head to the door, only to see it had been closed the entire time.

“Shit… get a grip Y/n…” You muttered to yourself, using your power to remove the droplets of water dripping off your face and dumping it in the sink.

Not wanting to listen to your thoughts any longer, you storm out of the bathroom, hoping to come up with a plan to confront your two mentors while cooking some well deserved dinner.

The minute you turned the corner, your eyes widened to see the two men already in the kitchen. A silver pan was bubbling on the stove while they leaned against the tall marble counter, their eyes falling on you with those same indifferent expressions they wore during the fight.

Those same expressions that nearly drove you crazy. If this was going to distract you from your training, then you needed to address it now.

“Look,” You shouted, though you hated how your voice cracked as you kept your eyes glued to the floor, “I don’t know why you guys are so upset with me right now, but you have no right to be! I’ve been the one working my ass off all week trying to do my best, but you two have made it impossible!”

Though you kept your eyes trained on the floor, the teachers looked to each other with knowing expressions as their lips began to quiver upwards.

“Clearly I underestimated you guys, I’ll admit that. But I refuse to take any blame for being the bad guy here, you have no reason to be mad at me!”

The minute you uttered the final word, you thought you would drown in the silence. Your eyes still trained to the floor as you felt your fists begin to tremble at your sides. Since when did they have this much control over you?

From the start you made it clear that they meant nothing to you, hell you didn’t even have respect for them till your fight today. So how could they get you so worked up, while somehow doing nothing at all?

You felt tears rimming at your lashes as more silence filled your ears, about to open your mouth again until Kakashi finally spoke up.

“Who said we were mad at you?”

Blinking, you whipped your head up as you furrowed your brows. A blush rose to your cheeks when you saw both men looking at you with a hint of amusement in their expressions.

“W..Well I… You guys were…”

Gojo’s slow movements had your words pause as he grabbed your cheek and looked down to you, a facade of pity in his eyes.

“Sweetheart you’re a bit tense, what’s on your mind?”

His touch, as always, sent waves of heat to your core. His words almost made you quiver away as you bit down the whimper that was threatening to escape your lips.

“None of your damn business.” You warbled out stubbornly, quickly smacking his hand away in an effort to get further from him as you made your move to walk around him.

Without even a second step, his hand gripped your forearm tightly, forcing you to spin around as he pulled his mask down, those cold blue eyes now searching yours once again.

“I thought you said you submit?” Gojo questioned simply,

Freezing, you felt your blood run cold. You weren’t sure if it was the cool air from the kitchen or the words he spoke, but you felt goosebumps run along your skin as you whipped your head to him. An unreadable expression on his face.

“I meant I submit to losing the fight, not to…”

“To what?”

The persistent question took the air straight from your lungs, your body quivering in his hold as you backed up until you collided with a firm chest, your head whipping around to see Kakashi looking down to you, both of his mismatched eyes searching your own.

“What is it that you refuse to submit to Y/n?” Kakashi spoke, voice as smooth as satin as his hand moved to your jawline, forcing you to look up at him from over your shoulder.

Between his warm hands and a new pair of large ones grabbing your waist tightly, you thought you were going to pass out.

“Tell us what you want princess.” Gojo’s voice hummed, his timber tone making you shiver as you turned your head back to him. The name alone made your legs turn into jelly as your brows furrowed together, eyes widely searching anywhere on his face to avoid those inquisitive blue eyes.

“I… I want…” Your words struggled to escape your lips, your mind scrambled as your senses exploded with every touch. Kakashi gripping your shoulders and tugging you against his chest, Gojo’s fingers digging into the fat of your hips.

Gojo and Kakashi gave each other knowing looks as they watched you fall apart, ghosts of a smirk on each of their lips as they watched the brilliant plan unfold so beautifully.

“What? Use your words darling.” Kakashi spoke into your neck. You could tell his lips were just ghost above your skin when you felt his hot breath dance against your neck.

There was nothing you could do anymore. It’s like the last string of sanity snapped within you as a drawn out whine escaped your lips, your glossy eyes looking up to Gojo with need.

Gojo felt his heart race at the sight. It wasn’t the first time you had looked at him with such want, but this time it wasn’t shielded by walls and walls of mental blockage. Now it was just raw, naked desperation.

Much to both of their surprise, you launched yourself at Gojo, practically climbing onto him as you smashed your lips against his own. The groan that Gojo let out was primal, your lips feeling just as soft as he imagined.

As much as he wanted to shove his tongue down your throat till he couldn’t breath, they both still needed your verbal confirmation. It wasn’t negotiable.

Pulling away, your lips followed after his own with a pout until you felt Gojo’s cold hands harshly grip your cheeks, forcing your lips to puff out.

“Kakashi told you to use your fucking words, what do you want?”

Gojo adored the way your eyes widened a bit, your plumped up lips pursing as you clearly didn’t want to say it out loud. But that only inspired the sourcer even more.

“Need you, need you both. Want you both s’bad. Just please.” You whined, fingers digging into his shoulders as you squeezed your eyes shut, most likely in embarrassment.

Gojo and Kakashi knew the moment was inevitable, but they didn’t quite expect you to be so pliant. So needy.

Smirking, Gojo gave Kakashi a nod and fully lifted you in his arms, letting your legs wrap around his torso as he smashed his lips back against yours. Kakashi swiftly shut off the stove top before following after the two of you as Gojo walked down the hall.

None of this you noticed of course, not when Gojo was nipping at your lips in an attempt to pry those pretty lips open for his impatient tongue. One particular bite had you gasping, your lips allowing entry for his tongue to wrap around your own.

Somehow his kiss alone was drawing mewls from your throat as you gripped onto his shirt like a lifeline, your face growing red with emotion and lack of breath.

Gojo picked up on this and released your lips for a few seconds, letting you pant as he sneered down to you.

“About time you gave in, could sense your slutty little desperation all week.”

His words sent heat to your chest as your head shot up to look at him with bewildered eyes, “Y..You… You knew about that?”

A new hand grabbing your chin and pulling your face over Gojo’s shoulder made you gasp, Kakashi smugly looking at your adorable shock.

“Of course we did, we just needed to wait for that thick resolve of yours to break.” The ninja spoke, his words making your cheeks grow shades darker until you felt yourself being dropped on the ground.

It was then you realized you must have been in their room, two queen size beds inhabiting the space. Just as you were about to climb on one of them, you felt a pair of strong arms tug you back by your waist.

“Nah ah ah, you didn’t just think we would forget about all of your disobedience this week. Did you?” Kakashi spoke almost gently as you watched Gojo head for the edge of the bed.

“D..Disobedience?” You muttered, mind too hazy to conceptualize what was happening as you noticed Gojo begin to unbutton cuffs of his sleeve as he rolled them up.

“Oh save us the trouble darling, we haven’t even fucked that pretty little head stupid yet,” Kakashi sneered, his hand digging into the small of your back as he led you to the bed.

“Five times this week you went against our orders.” Kakashi continued, enjoying your silence as he sat beside Gojo and began unbuttoning his own sleeve, “And since we’re old geezers, we thought of a very special… old fashioned, punishment.”

Your lashes fluttered at these words, your cheeks growing hot as you stood before the two men, watching them surely prepare for whatever “punishment” they had in mind.

“Punishment?” You questioned again, lip slightly quivering as you furrowed your brows, “Was kicking my ass on the field not enough-”

“Six.” Gojo growled, though his teeth were bared in a devilish grin as his palms flexed in his lap.

“Six?” You questioned once again, growing more agitated till your eyes widened in realization, “Wait hey! That doesn’t count! I’m literally just asking a question-”

“Seven.” Kakashi chuckled, the two exchanging a glance before he looked back at you clearly amused, “Take your clothes off, but leave your undergarments on.”

Your mouth fell in shock, ready to argue back until you realized it would only prolong whatever punishment they were preparing. Feeling your cheeks blush, you turned slightly away from them as you began to pull your shirt over your head until Gojo clicked his tongue.

“Nah ah ah sweet girl, face us.”

Whipping your head back, you felt like you could pass out of embarrassment as they both eyed you like predators toying with their prey, “B..But…”

“Eight.”

The look on Gojo’s face was almost animalistic, his eyes trained on your own as if daring you to utter another word. Kakashi’s expression was more laid back, but excitement was evident in his features.

Though your lip instinctively fell out in a pout, you slowly took your shirt and shorts off, kicking them to the side before wrapping an arm around your torso.

“Lay over our knees.” Kakashi instructed calmly, his large palm smacking on both his and Gojo’s thighs. Dots began to connect as you felt a dry string of saliva slide down your throat, your toes padding against the hardwood until you stood before the two.

Though hesitant, you crawled on their laps, your head ready to rest on Gojo’s outer thigh until you felt cool fingers grip your chin and force you to look up in an uncomfortable position.

“Now because you disobeyed us eight times, and there’s two of us here, you will receive sixteen spanks. Alright?” Kakashi explained, almost as if it were just another training session.

You opened your mouth to rebuttal, but Gojo’s grip on your jaw tightened forcing you to look up to his crazed eyes, “You will count each smack, and if you fail to do so, we restart.”

A whimper drew from your lips as you nodded your head, Gojo nodding over to Kakashi who let out a sigh. The feeling of his warm palm rubbing your ass cheek made you hum quietly, your hips shaking at the feeling until a harsh smack landed on your right cheek.

Shock mixed with pleasure and pain surged through your veins as a shriek escaped your lips, your body jolting forwards as you twitched at the feeling. Your eyes squeezed shut as you clenched at Gojo’s pants, but you didn’t get much time to recover as you heard his smug voice speak.

“Maybe she really is just stupid.” Gojo spoke simply, your eyes widening up to him to see his cold gaze on you, “Can you even count to ten, chosen one?”

The name made your cheeks flush in embarrassment, head shaking as your lips began to quiver.

“N..No! One.. One!”

“Sorry sweetheart, doesn’t count.” Kakashi spoke in feigned compassion before landing another harsh smack on your ass. Though you shrieked in surprise once again, your lips quickly moved.

“One!”

“Atta girl.” Gojo spoke, eyes sparkling in excitement before his own hand landed on your other cheek. His palm was quicker, but stung more as you cried out, tears brimming at your lashes as you squeezed them shut.

“Two!”

Not expecting another tug, a whimper broke from your lips as Gojo growled down to you and jerked your head up in a nearly impossible position, “Don’t you dare fucking look away, eyes on me or we restart again.”

Pinching your lips together, you nodded quickly as tears streamed down your face. You think you heard Kakashi chuckle and mutter something about “being nicer”, but not much could be heard with the ringing in your ears as another smack landed on your cheek.

Somehow you had made it till the end, your eyes struggling to stay open as crystalline tears flooded from your wet lashes, your cunt similar in texture as it clenched around nothing with each unforgiving slap.

“See, knew you were a good girl.” Kakashi cooed, his warm palm rubbing at your swollen cheeks as they both admired the harsh red marks blistering on your smooth skin.

Suddenly your head was being gently pulled back by your hair as your eyes lazily fell on Gojo who was grinning down to you, “Speak for yourself, I don’t think we got all that attitude out yet.”

Your brows weakly furrowed in offense to his words, but you didn’t have much time to process before you were being lifted up and placed at the back end of the bed, your head resting against the pillows.

“Let’s at least give her a small break, she’s doing good so far.” Kakashi spoke, crawling onto the right side of you as he leaned down and placed slow kisses on your lips. Unlike Gojo, his kiss was more controlled but deep. He didn’t need to do anything at all for your mouth to submissively open and let him explore.

A whimper escaped your lips, your mind appreciating the small break as your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.

“See, you’re such a sweet girl. Why were you giving us such a hard time this week?” Kakashi purred, his lidded eyes focused on your flushed face as he continued to trace warm slow kisses down your neck, “Must’ve been hard trying to fight what your little pussy has been craving all this time, hm?”

All you could do was mewl at his words, the feeling of his lips nearing just above your breast practically making you dizzy. It wasn’t until you felt a thick finger rub against your clothed core that you felt your eyes shoot open, embarrassingly alert.

“Think the slut was doing it on purpose so we would punish her,” Gojo sneered, your eyes widened as you noticed his body was hovering over your lower half, “Her cunt is already sopping wet.”

Even Kakashi’s eyes widened at this before he looked up to you with a smirk that matched Gojo’s own mischievous one, “Oh? Did you enjoy getting spanked for being a naughty girl?”

The feeling of both of their eyes was too much, you wanted to bury your face in your hands but you already knew they would just hold them down. Just as you were about to open your mouth to say something, anything, your words were cut off with a moan as Gojo stroked his thumb against your clothed cunt again, your back arching up with the sound.

“Someone is sensitive.” Kakashi hummed in amusement.

“Has nobody ever touched you before, princess?” Gojo questioned with a sneer, the question rhetorical as he thought knew the answer, he was just trying to get you even more worked up at this point.

“N..No…” You muttered, eyes watering once again in embarrassment as both men looked at you with wide eyes. Their expressions molded into genuine shock, then to something downright carnal as they searched your face, almost as if trying to detect if you were lying.

“You’ve never been touched before Y/n?” Kakashi asked, his tone deathly serious as he sat up a bit and looked down at you.

Furrowing your brows at their reaction, you slowly shook your head no, too nervous to speak. Admittedly, you have always been too busy to have partners, let alone sexual partners. It’s not that you didn’t have thoughts, or that you hadn’t acted on them sometimes, but you just never had that strong of attraction to pursue someone while focusing on your training.

“Have you ever touched yourself?” Gojo questioned, tone just as curious though a hint of excitement as he looked up at you from below your legs.

The familiar heat rushed to your cheeks as you felt their possessive eyes on you, not sure whether to feel embarrassed or excited.

“..No.”

“Fuck.” Kakashi groaned, his head buried in his hand now as you felt Gojo clench both of your thighs.

“You ever make yourself cum pretty girl?” Gojo questioned, though his eyes were now on your fluttering cunt as he stared at it with hunger.

“I..I don’t really know.” You whispered, genuine in response with your lack of experience.

Gojo’s eyes were practically glazed over as Kakashi grunted at your words, his fingers now playing with the clips of your bra as he struggled to remove it.

“So fuckin easy.” Gojo muttered, his fingers now working to remove your underwear. You lifted your hips up a bit to help him, but he decided to snap the thin fabric in half instead.

Just the smell of you had his eyes rolling back, your pussy already glistening in juices as it clenched around the cold air suddenly hitting it.

Without much of a warning, Gojo plunged one of his fingers in you, and the sight of your face nearly made him cum on the spot. You practically saw stars at the sudden intrusion, his finger feeling like nothing you’ve ever felt before as your back arched up into nothing.

“Bigger than your pathetic little fingers, ain’t it?” Gojo snickered, his finger pulling out slightly before jamming back inside, “Poor baby couldn’t even get herself off, no wonder you’ve been such a needy little slut. You needed us.”

Even if you wanted to reply, your breath was entirely stolen from you as you felt a warm tongue swirl around your tit, the sudden stimulation making you gasp as you gripped at the sheets beside you.

“Pretty fucking tits.” Kakashi groaned, his other hand palming your free tit as he sucked on the other.

Gojo chuckled at this, now at two fingers as he scissors them in your tight cunt. The feeling practically has you screaming, your eyes squeezed shut as pleasure began to build inside you.

“Pretty pussy too,” Gojo hums, his fingers pulling out slowly making you mewl as he lowered to his elbows, “Bet it tastes just as sweet as her.”

Before your brain could process what he said, a sharp moan was pulled from your lips as his tongue licked a slow stripe up your dripping cunt. The groan Gojo made was sinful as his grip on your thighs tightened enough to leave bruises.

“G..Gojo!” You cried, his name the only thing you could mutter as you felt him lap at your juices quicker now, almost desperately while ignoring the effect it had on you.

“Feel good baby?” Kakashi hummed, a pleased grin on his face as his lips moved to your other tit, though his eyes remained on your adorable scrunched up expression.

“Yes! Oh yes.” You cried, your fingers moving to grip at his hair, tugging anytime Gojo sucked a bit too hard on your clit.

“Can feel you clenching needy girl, you feel that?” Gojo cooed, pulling away from your twitching pussy as he replaced his mouth with his fingers, using two to enter while his thumb rubbed at your clit.

“Mhm, feel it Gojo feel it!” You all but cried as your body twitched in his hold, “Need it, please! Need!”

Gojo smirked at your words, his thumb moving quicker as he saw your eyes glaze over in pleasure. With the way your cunt clenched around his fingers, and your body trembled in his hold, it was only a matter of time before…

Suddenly the sharp coil in your stomach ached until it vanished, your pussy met with the cold air of the room as you felt Gojo’s fingers disappear.

Your eyes shot open as you looked down to Gojo, his eyes staring in what looked like pride at your aching cunt before they looked up to you with mischief.

“Gojo… I didn’t… you didn’t- mmph!”

Without letting you finish your warbled sentence, the sourcer shoved his fingers in your mouth, the taste of your juices on his finger making you moan as your eyes fluttered shut and you swirled your tongue around his fingers.

“That wasn’t very nice.” Kakashi commented, though a smirk was evident on his lips as Gojo kept his eyes on you.

“I… I didn’t cum!” You struggled to whine, as Gojo kept his fingers in your mouth while Gojo smirked down to you with feigned pity in his eyes.

“Why.. What are you doing? I..I’m almost there, please!” You cried, tears spilling from your lashes as you looked up to him with desperation.

“Need to be more patient baby, we went over this on day one.” Gojo cooed, his fingers dipping deeper into your mouth until they practically touched the back of your throat, making you gag.

Though you struggled to keep your eyes open, you couldn’t fight the frustration and anger that built up inside. You had never felt that level of pleasure in your entire life. It was like all your senses were crying in unison, begging to be released and he just stopped.

Had they not already punished you? Were they just going to toy with you the whole time?

Furrowing your brows, you bit down on Gojo’s fingers, resulting in him snatching them out of your mouth as they both looked at you with shock in their eyes.

“No!” You growled, eyes clearly frustrated as your legs tried to rub together, needing any type of friction.

Both men stared at you for a few seconds, bewilderment written all over their expressions before they looked to each other almost as if deciding what to do with you.

“I think we need to wipe that word from your vocabulary darling.” Kakashi hissed, eyes slowly glaring down to you until you both jumped at the sound of a loud clap.

“No no!” Gojo spoke, his voice laced with excitement that made goosebumps rise along your skin as he looked to you with a deranged look in his eye, “We’ll give the princess what she wants!”

Everything about this felt like a trap. So much so that even Kakashi seemed confused. As much as you wanted to think you had finally convinced Gojo to take you seriously, a small part of you knew better.

Not allowing you much time to think on it, a shriek left your lips as Gojo grabbed you by the waist and snatched your hips up until your lower half was resting against his chest.

Without much of a warning, two of his fingers dipped into you and set a brutal pace, the sudden intrusion making you gasp as you gripped at the sheets.

Unlike last time, your high came much quicker as his thumb rubbed aggressively against your clit. Within seconds you felt that tight coil swirl into your stomach until it snapped just as quick as it came, a scream escaping your lips as you felt your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Suddenly everything just felt nice. Euphoria, you supposed one would call it. Your body slumped against his chest as a lazy smile formed on your lips, your eyes looking over to see Kakashi already looking down to you with a strangely sympathetic look in his eye.

And just like that, you felt Gojo’s fingers enter you again. The feeling made you jolt up as you looked up to see Gojo’s eyes fixed on your cunt.

“W..Wait! That’s too much Gojo, not ready-”

“Shut up brat.” Gojo snarled, his cool blue eyes glaring down at your own making your lips pinch together as you looked up to him with wide eyes.

Just like before, you felt that tight feeling in your stomach expand until it let go, your body convulsing in his arms as you screamed out and gripped onto Kakashi for any type of stability.

“A..Alright, no more…” You whimpered, body still twitching until you felt a tongue lick up your cunt, your body shooting up as you looked up to Gojo with bewildered eyes.

“G..Gojo!”

“Is this not what you wanted?” Kakashi hummed from beside you, his fingers sliding along your jaw to lean your face towards him, “You should feel lucky he’s even entertaining your request after you so rudely disobeyed him.”

Kakashi’s words slowly turned to mush as you felt your face grow lifeless in his hands. All you felt was that tight build up of pleasure building in your stomach, the same one you’ve felt nearly five times now before it was let out.

Tears streamed down your face as you cried and screamed, whimpers and pleads for Gojo to stop babbling from your throat as you struggled to stay focused.

“Still don’t have any fucking manners?” Gojo snapped, his fingers gripping your cheeks and snatching your head up to meet his eyes, “You practically begged to cum like a bratty little slut a few minutes ago, can’t even say thank you to me?”

Both men knew you could barely speak, your eyes lidded as pathetic pants blew from your lips.

“Tha..Thank y..you…” You whimpered, hands wrapping around Gojo’s wrist desperately as you gave him pleading glossy eyes, “T..Thank G..Gojo, s..so good!”

The two looked at you as you sobbed in Gojo’s hold, your pathetic cries going straight to their cocks as they watched you fall apart so easily for them.

“Look at you being so polite,” Kakashi hummed with a smile, his hand brushing all of the stray hairs from your face while his thumb wiped at some drool spilling from your mouth, “All fucked out from just his fingers, hm?”

Between your aching cunt and their condescending tones, you felt yourself begin to sob as you clenched on to both of their arms.

“Awe, we made her cry, we’re such bad teachers.” Kakashi cooed, voice dripping in sarcasm as he lifted you up from your awkward position and held you against his chest.

Gojo chuckled, wiping your juices from his lips as he smirked down to you, massaging circles into your legs, “Knew we could tame our bratty little student into submission, just had to get a little rough. Yeah?”

“Good think we’re patient teachers, right?” Kakashi spoke from behind you, his lips trailing up your neck as he moved them close to your ear, “We’re good teachers, aren’t we Y/n?”

All you could do was nod lazily as you whined with each touch against your skin, your body shivering as Kakashi’s warm breath danced across your skin.

“Y..Yes sir.” You whimpered, struggling to shift in his lap as you turned to face him, your fingers fidgeting with the buttons of Kakashi’s shirt clearly uncoordinated, “Want this off.”

The formal nickname took them both by surprise, each little mannerism of your new fucked out state making their pants even tighter as they watched you turn into their desperate little slut for them.

“How could I deny such a polite request?” Kakashi spoke with a smirk, his arms lifting you up and placing you in Gojo’s lap as he began to unbutton his shirt. Leaning your head back, you placed sloppy kisses on Gojo’s neck as you tugged at his shirt.

“Yours too.”

Gojo groaned at your needy voice, the pathetic kisses were leaving across his skin making him want to slam you against the mattress and fuck you stupid.

Kakashi seemed to notice the somewhat feral look in Gojo’s eyes as he tossed his shirt at the sourcer’s face, snatching you from his arms and laying you against the pillows.

“You think I’m going to let you fuck her first after you had all that fun tormenting her?” Kakashi sneered, enjoying the way Gojo’s eye twitched as he tore his shirt from his face and threw it on the floor.

“Fine, I’ll just fill up her other side.” Gojo snapped, beginning to unbutton his pants until Kakashi clicked his tongue.

“Like hell are you touching her ass you damned sadist, it’s her first time. That’s too much”

Gojo rolled his eyes and crawled off the edge of the bed, “Wasn’t talking about her ass dipshit.”

Their arguing came to a halt when a needy moan drew from your lips, your body lifting as you crawled onto all fours, “Need one of you inside me, please.”

Kakasi groaned at this, wordlessly moving behind you as he pressed your upper half down into the mattress.

“Gonna take it slow, alright princess?” Kakashi spoke with a refreshing seriousness in his tone.

Inhaling deeply, you nodded and mumbled a yes as you gripped onto the sheets beneath you. Much to your surprise, you felt a pair of hands grip your own. Looking up you saw Gojo with a genuine smile on his face as he knelt down beside the bed.

Offering a small smile of your own, your breath suddenly hitched as the head of Kakashi’s cock slid against the lips of your pussy. Just as promised, you felt the large mass enter your cunt slowly. This was on another level compared to Gojo’s fingers, and though he went slow, it still felt overwhelming as a breathless cry escaped your lips.

“Doing so good sweet girl,” Gojo hummed, allowing you to dig your nails into his hands as Kakashi bottomed out.

“Fuck, you’re so damn tight princess.” Kakashi groaned, his eyes squeezing shut as he gripped at your swollen ass to keep himself from ravaging you completely.

After a few seconds, you felt the uncomfortness start to fade, the feeling growing stable as you wiggled your hips a bit, a motion that didn’t go unnoticed by the two men.

“How’re you feelin?” Gojo questioned, squeezing your hand as you looked up to him.

“G..Good, you can move Kashi.” You whimpered, looking back to him with glossy eyes.

The sight made Kakashi crumble, not able to hold back anymore as he slid his cock nearly out of your pussy before slamming back in, the feeling made a shriek escape your lips that slowly turned into a mewl as you buried your face in the sheets below you.

After a few solid thrusts, Kakashi took cues from Gojo before setting a brutal pace. Though he was definitely monitoring your pained sounds, he ultimately let go as your pornographic moans filled the air.

This was unlike anything you had felt before, you felt so full. Like his cock was hitting every part of your body. This was Euphoric.

The feeling of a cool palm gripping your face made you whimper as you noticed Gojo now standing before you, his large cock in his palm.

“You ever suck a dick before, sweetheart?”

Swallowing thickly, you shook your head no in between moans as your head jerked forward between Kakashi’s rough thrusts.

“Don’t worry, that’s what teachers are for, yeah?” Gojo spoke with a grin, wasting no time to line his cock up with your lips, “Why don’t you show me what you got?”

Wanting nothing more than to please him, you immediately grabbed his cock and began licking at the tip. You would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous to suck him off, afraid you would bite down, but the groan that left his lips suddenly filled you with confidence.

Lifting his cock up, you licked a longer stripe along the bottom of his cock, all while looking up to him with wide obedient eyes. The sight made Gojo growl as he wrapped his hand around your hair and gripped it tight.

“Alright now baby, since you’re so confident how about I take the lead?”

Without much of a warning, Gojo shoved his cock deep into your throat, the tip definitely hitting the back wall as you immediately gagged, tears running down your face.

“Fuck, she just clenched around me.” Kakashi groaned, his hands cupping mounds of your ash as he continued to pound into your backside.

“Yeah? You like when I fuck your face you naughty little slut?” Gojo cooed, smirk on his face as he began to thrust into your mouth.

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you gripped onto his thighs and struggled to keep up. Soon enough his salty precum filled your mouth, but it began to be too much to handle. Tapping his thigh, he tugged his cock from your mouth, giving you a second to breath as you let out struggled mewls from Kakashi’s relentless thrusts.

“T..Too big Gojo, can barely fit.” You whimpered, looking up to him with pathetic eyes that made his smirk grow wider.

“Awe sweetheart, don’t worry I’ll make it fit.” Gojo sneered, giving his cock a few rubs before lining it back up with your mouth, “Besides, it’s going in that pretty pussy next, so you better prepare.”

His words made your eyes widen, but you didn’t have much time before Gojo shoved his cock back in your mouth. Both men set brutal paces inside of you, the feeling making you cry and moan as salty tears began to fall over the dried ones.

“She’s squeezing again, shit.” Kakashi growled, his thrusts growing sloppy as he kept a bruising hold on your hips.

Kakashi’s thrusts became impossibly deeper, each pound making you moan around Gojo’s cock as he shoved his deeper down your throat.

“God your slutty little mouth is perfect,” Gojo groaned, his own thrusts growing sloppy before he lifted your head up by your hair, “Gonna blow my load down your throat, don’t you fucking spill a drop.”

Though it wasn’t evident, you attempted to nod as you moaned around his cock, the feeling of your vibrating throat setting him off as he cummed deep into your throat. The feeling immediately had you choking, Gojo quickly removing his cock to allow you to swallow.

The feeling of his thick cum in your throat made you gag at first, struggling to swallow it all as a few drops spilled from your lips. But before Gojo could threaten you once more, you quickly wiped up any droplets of cum on your hand and began to lick it up, looking at him with those same wide eyes as before.

“Fuck you’re perfect.” Gojo growled, bending down to snatch your face up and smash his lips against your own. You quickly accepted, opening your mouth up to let him shove his tongue down your throat, both of you tasting each other on your lips.

“Where do you want me to cum Y/n?” Kakashi groaned from behind you, his thrusts growing slower and less calculated as he felt you clench impossibly tighter around him.

“Inside.” You mewled, the word making both men pause as they looked down to you with serious eyes.

“Y/n we can’t-”

“I’m on the pill!” You cried, your own climax coming to a halt as Kakashi slowed his movements, “Please I’m on the pill, need you to cum inside my pussy sir. Want to cum with you! Just move, please.”

Just when they thought it couldn’t get better. Gojo felt his cock spring back to life at your words, his eyes looking dangerously to Kakashi who’s own eyes darkened at your words.

Without wasting any more time, Kakashi grabbed you by the neck and lifted you up against his chest as he thrusted brutally into your dripping pussy.

“What a naughty little thing you are, wanting me to fill you with my seed,” Kakashi snarled, keeping a tight hold on your neck, “You gonna cum too princess?”

“Mhmmmhm.” You moaned, back arching as your mouth fell agape with each rough thrust.

Squeezing your neck impossibly tighter, Kakashi growled as he sent his final rough thrusts up, “Then fucking cum brat.”

His words sent chills up your spine as you felt yourself come undone. You weren’t sure what was sending you over the edge, your own climax or the feeling of Kakashi’s cum shooting deep into your womb. You felt overwhelmingly full as you cried out Kakashi’s name over and over again in praises, the man beneath you groaning your name himself as he thrusted every drip of his release into you.

“Shit.” Kakashi muttered, lifting you up off his cock and letting you sink into his lap as you moaned at the empty feeling, “Such a good girl for me.”

You mewled at the praise, your arms gripping his own that were wrapped around you as you trembled from your high, barely able to even process how you were still awake.

“Sweetheart, you look tired.” Gojo cooed, your eyes falling on him as he palmed his cock a few times before getting back on the bed and lifting you from Kakashi’s lap onto your back against the pillows, “Or are you just so fucked out from having your slutty little holes filled?”

Whimpering at his words, you felt your eyes widen a bit when you felt his cock begin to rub against your dripping cunt.

“Either way, we can’t have that. I told you I was filling you up next princess.” Gojo spoke with a grin, watching as Kakashi chuckled and lifted your upper half up to sit beneath you.

Looking up to Kakashi with glossy eyes, he simply rubbed his thumb along your cheek before shrugging, “It’s only fair darling.”

“That’s right, it’s only fair.” Gojo agreed, pushing the head of his cock in you making your back arch up as you whimpered slightly, “Plus I think you like when we’re rough with you, don’t ya?”

Their words couldn’t distract from the feeling of Gojo’s thick cock slowly dragging deeper into your walls, your moans growing louder as you gripped at the sheets beside you.

“I think she does, she squeezed around me when I choked her.” Kakashi sneered, his hand moving to wrap around your throat making you gasp as Gojo choked on a groan.

“Fuck she did squeeze, you’re a little masochist aren’t you slut?” Gojo growled, his fingers digging into your already bruised hips as he began to speed up his pace.

Both the feeling of Gojo’s cock beginning to pound into you and Kakashi squeezing tight around your neck made you see stars, your moans becoming less stable as they bounced around in the air needily.

“S..So full!” You cried, fingers digging into the sheets beneath you as both men chuckled condescendingly at you.

“Yeah, and you’ll fucking take it brat.” Gojo spoke, setting a relentless pace, much rougher than Kakashi’s.

The sight of you coming undone from his cock alone had Gojo nearly on the verge of climax. Taking one of his free hands, he slapped one of your ass cheeks before palming it roughly, the action making you clench around him as you shrieked out making the sourcer groan.

Kakashi’s hand squeezed at your throat, making you mewl in between pants as you looked up to him with half lidded eyes, “Open that pretty mouth up princess.”

Immediately you opened your mouth, your tongue sticking out obediently as you looked up to Kakashi with expectant eyes. The sight made Kakashi’s cock grow hard beneath you again as he groaned.

“Shit, you’re so fucked out and obedient. Fucking perfect.” Kakashi growled, holding your jaw open before lowering his head and spitting in your mouth. You hastily swallowed and opened your mouth up for proof, making both men groan at your compliance.

“You like being treated like a damn slutty toy?” Gojo sneered, watching as you wordlessly moaned with each thrust as he pressed his hand against your womb, “Your mentor’s cocks making that pretty head of yours dumb?”

Though you heard his questions, you couldn’t register a response, not like this. All you could do was nod and moan in between sobs as you felt Kakashi begin to grope at your chest.

“So adorable, can you beg your mentor to let you cum?” Gojo cooed, leaning over you now as he gripped your face, “You know I don’t like when you don’t use your manners.”

Your eyes widened at this, your hands beginning to claw at his shoulders as you held him close, “P..Please Gojo! Need you to let me cum! Wanna cum on your cock so bad so you can fill me up!”

Both men moaned at your words, Gojo’s grip on your chin getting harsher as he began to speed up his thrusts.

“Yeah, you want my cum so bad, slut? I’m gonna fill you to the damn brim. My cum will be all the way in that stupid head of yours.” Gojo growled, aggressively poking at your head as his other finger began to swirl around your clit.

It was all too much. Between his words, Kakashi’s warm hands groping along your body, and Gojo’s rough thrusts mixed with his thumb abusing your clit, you finally let go.

This time you really did see stars, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you began to squirt all along Gojo’s chest. Soon after Gojo sent one final thrust into your pussy until you felt his hot cum shoot inside of you.

“O..Oh G..Gojo!” You cried, body convulsing in both of their arms as you sobbed and moaned from both of your climaxes.

Gojo shouted profanities as he thrusted his seed into you a few times before pulling out, watching both his and Kakashi’s seed drip out of your abused cunt.

“Such a good girl Y/n, you did so good.” Kakashi mumbled into your ear, placing warm kisses along the side of your face as you laid limp in his arms.

Gojo hummed in agreement, his thumb shoving any cum that began to drip from you back into your twitching pussy, the feeling making you mewl as you grew sensitive.

“Took our cocks so well sweetheart,” Gojo spoke with an uncharacteristic warmness to his voice as he brushed some hair from your face.

Both men chuckled when all you could do was babble their names, your arms weakly attempting to bring them close to you.

“Shit, she really did go stupid from our cocks.” Kakashi hummed, moving out from beneath you to allow Gojo to wrap his arms around you.

The two surely exchanged more words above you, but the feeling of their now warm hands rubbing against your skin was all you needed to begin to drift off into a heavy sleep.

Everything felt sore.

Everything felt, more than it needed to. It’s like your senses were awakened for the first time again as your eyes began to flutter open to the warm light flooding the bedroom.

You acknowledged how cozy and clean you felt, contrasting to how filthy you were the night before.

Shifting in the soft sheets hugging your body, you tugged them up only to see the marks and bruises that littered your skin. Your eyes widened as memories of the night before began to flood your mind, a deep dread entering your head as you shivered.

It was then you remembered who’s room you were in. Sitting up quickly, you looked around only to find the room was empty besides you.

Suddenly you felt your eyes begin to water, embarrassment filling your chest as you realized exactly what must be happening. This was all a trick from the start. The two knew of your family and your status, and they were trying to tear down everything you worked so hard to build.

They teased and toyed with you all week until you snapped and gave in, and now they’ve used you and completed their mission. Now your entire career as a hero was over.

Your watery eyes turned into full sobs as you gripped at the sheets beneath you. You had never felt more mortified, more embarrassed, in your life. You hated that a small part of you was excited to wake up to the feeling of both of them beside you. Holding you close, keeping you safe. For once allowing you to let your guard down.

Wiping at your tears, you felt yourself bury your face into the sheets until you heard the door burst open, a wide eyed Kakashi standing at the doorway as he looked to you.

“Y/n, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

Your sobs came to a halt as you saw the ninja look you up and down in concern.

“K..Kakashi?”

The way you whimpered out his name, almost confused, broke his heart. Quickly he walked to the bed and sat beside you, wiping some tears from your eyes as he held your face.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” Kakashi whispered gently, careful not to get too close to you in such a fragile state.

Your eyes searched his face for any maliciousness. You tried so hard to find any cloud of doubt or hesitation in his expression, but all you saw was genuine concern. Concern that made you lower your walls once again.

“I thought…” You muttered, that aching feeling in your throat building up again as you hiccuped on a sob, “Thought you both left me here.”

Kakashi’s eyes widened at your words, everything piecing together. Quickly he dove beneath the covers and scooped you up in his arms, holding you close as you began to sob again.

“Shit I’m an idiot Y/n, I’m so sorry we made you think that,” Kakashi hummed, guilt tearing through his chest as he felt you tremble in his arms.

The last thing they wanted to do was overwhelm you. Last night once you fell asleep, they both began to realize just how intense they were with you. Though you consented to the activities, it still left a rotten feeling in their chests. So after cleaning you up, they carried you to Kakashi’s clean bed and held you while you slept, deciding they would give you space in the morning.

Kakashi now realized how that may have looked from your perspective, waking up alone.

“We just didn’t want to overwhelm you sweetheart,” Kakashi reassured calmly, combing his fingers through your hair as he began to rub soothing circles along your back.

You felt your sobs begin to slow until you heard a gentle knock at the door.

“Is our crybaby awake?”

Both Gojo’s voice and the smell of cooked toast made your head perk up, your eyes wide towards him until you processed his words. Furrowing your brows, you stuck your tongue out before resting your head on Kakashi’s chest again.

“Thought you both left me, asshole.”

The sourcer’s eyes widened at this, his blue eyes glancing to Kakashi’s who had a similar guilt written in his expression.

“Do Kakashi and I strike you as the type of men to hit and run?” Gojo spoke in feigned shock, hoping his humor would help lighten the mood, but your cold glare matched with Kakashi’s unimpressed eyes made him realize that was not the case.

Clicking his tongue, Gojo rolled his eyes as he rubbed a lazy hand through his hair and dropped the plate of breakfast he made for you on the nearby dresser before shifting in the bed on the other side of you, “Oh come here you little brat.”

Surprisingly, your body naturally curled into his side as well. You felt warm as his hand began to massage your thigh, his chin resting atop your head.

“Like I was trying to say before,” Kakashi spoke gently, squeezing your hand to grab your attention, “We just didn’t want to overwhelm you. I know you consented to last night but… we still feel like we went a bit too far with everything.”

Now it was your turn to feel guilt pool in your stomach. It never occurred to you that the two of them would care enough to be concerned with your feelings, enough to think you needed space.

“You.. you didn’t go too far at all…” You mumbled, your cheeks growing warm as you avoided your eyes, “I enjoyed last night.”

Both men chuckled at this, Gojo squeezing your thigh as he kissed the side of your forehead, “Trust me, we know that much.”

A giggle escaped your lips as you shoved his hand away and sat up a bit to look at them both.

“But I mean it, I know I was being a jerk this whole week… but I was just.. confused.. I guess? The second I saw you two I felt something, and I had never had that feeling before. I guess I was just nervous it would distract me from my mentorship studies, so I got a bit aggressive hoping I would scare you away.”

When you paused and glanced up, you were surprised to see them both looking at you. Genuinely listening to you.

“And though it did technically distract me, it wasn’t something you forced on me.”

Both men’s eyes softened at this, the two of them sharing glances.

“Well on the topic of that, we wanted to let you know that you passed.”

Kakashi’s words made your eyes widen, your chest filling with excitement before a weird sense of dread as you furrowed your brows and shook your head.

“No.. No, I can't accept that. I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but I refuse to sleep my way into passing. There are too many people out there who worked hard to earn that.”

Gojo rolled his eyes before flicking your forehead, the action making you squeak as you glared up to his amused eyes.

“You didn’t pass because you slept with us dork, you passed because your skills far exceeded all of the preliminaries on day one. We knew you were going to pass before we even took you on.”

Blinking, you tilted your head a bit before narrowing your eyes in thought.

“So… Then what was the point in me even doing all of this? Shouldn’t the school head have just pulled me out?” You questioned.

“Technically yes, but because we joined the committee of mentors this year, your school head thought it would be a good idea to have us mentor you.” Kakashi explained.

Suddenly it was all making sense. Normally something like your outburst would have received a genuine response from your principal, so for her to yell at you made no sense. She normally at least would have pulled you aside to check on you, now you know why she didn’t.

“So then, why did you convince her to change the rules to make the mentors pick the applicants this year?” You asked, leaning back in the bed now as you thought about it.

“Oh that was just to piss you off.” Gojo spoke with a grin, his eyes sparkling in delight as you shot up with annoyance in your eyes.

“Are you kidding me? You really are assholes!”

“Hey, you’re the one that called us old.” Kakashi defended, though there was a playful grin on his lips as he watched you get flustered.

Folding your arms you jerked your body up so you could avoid both of their eyes as you pouted your lips out, “Yeah because you both were insanely attractive and my immediate defense mechanism is to insult attractive people because I have no idea how to flirt.”

The two men chuckled at your little outburst, Kakashi pulling your back against his chest once again as Gojo began to massage your legs.

“We realized that cute thing, between my six eyes and his ninja skills, we could pick up on your nerves,” Gojo hummed, clearly amused as he pinched your thigh, “But we weren’t one hundred percent sure, so that’s why we tormented you all week. Needed your stubborn ass to admit it.”

Though you were still still annoyed with their methods, you finally understood everything that happened. In a weird way, you felt better that you weren’t delusional this entire week. Your bathroom breakdowns and overanalyzing every little thing they did wasn’t completely insane.

Letting out a sigh, you leaned further into Kakashi’s back before closing your eyes, not wanting to see their faces as you asked the next dreaded question that was looming in the air.

“So… what now?”

Gojo and Kakashi looked at each other, they were almost hoping they would be the ones to ask you that same question first, but now that it was out there, they had to respond.

“Well.. you have two options,” Kakashi spoke, his hand rubbing gently up and down your forearm as he continued, “Regardless, you’ve passed your exam. You can either continue to work as our sidekick, or we can arrange for Mirko and Mei Mei to take you on since they were your original choice.”

The sound of your dream mentors made your head perk up, your eyes looking to Gojo in disbelief before you shot your head back to Kakashi.

“S..Seriously?”

Kakashi nodded, offering a warm smile as Gojo squeezed your leg in confirmation.

If the version of you before this week was asked this question, you would take Mirko and Mei Mei’s offer in a heartbeat. After all, they had been your dream mentors for years.

But then this week happened, and now you’re an entirely changed person.

Now you’ve met two of the strongest fighters you’ve ever come across, and they were the first teachers ever to kick you on your ass, literally. Plus deep down, you knew you would never be able to fight the feelings that were dangerously swirling in your stomach.

You weren’t sure how it would end, or even if you were making the right decision, but all you could think about were your mother’s words from the pep talk she gave you before starting this new experience.

“After all, our family element is the element of change, is it not?”

Swallowing, you felt a smile curve at the tip of your lip as you looked up to them.

“I think… I think I want you two to be my official mentors.” You spoke, smile widening as you noticed the genuine shock in their face, “Though I do want some real training mixed in with this arrangement…” Gojo snorted at your words as Kakashi grinned behind you as you continued.

“...I do think that your skills are unparalleled to anything I’ve faced before. Just the fight we had yesterday proved I have so much more to learn. If my goal really is to become number one, than I think it’s best to stay with you guys.”

The excitement in the sourcer’s eyes shocked you as he lifted you in his arms and began pressing kisses along your skin, Kakashi following in his own calmer celebration as he squeezed your hand.

A shriek of giggles escaped your lips as you tried to shove the two men off you before you coughed to catch their attention, “But,”

Gojo and Kakashi froze, their eyes on you as you smiled coyly up to them,

“I still need a personal meet and greet with Mirko and Mei Mei because they’re practically my idols, and I’m going to need some breakfast like… now.”

Kakashi rolled his eyes at your words, Gojo simply lifting you up in his arms as the two made their way to the kitchen.

Maybe you made the wrong decision, maybe you didn’t. All you knew is that for once in your life, you felt genuinely happy.

And that’s all that matters, right?

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