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Naive and Gullible master list

| synopsis: Older siblings. Some are better then others, and others are much worse. But when your the younger sibling, looking up to your older brother/sister, in your own eyes. They do no wrong, they are amazing. Almost like a superhero. But sometimes, it takes something traumatic, or unaccepted to shatter your view of them. And that's what happens to the youngest Geto.

| Warnings ⚠️: Abuse, manipulation, derogatory undertone, Fight, Blood, manga spoilers.

| Characters: Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, other minor characters

| Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

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1. Beginning (brief summary)

2. Naive (Part 1)

3. Gullible (Part 2)

4. Heart Break (Part 3)

5. Megumi? Megoomi. (TBA)

6. ?????????

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This is a brief master list for the Geto series

Not sure when I'll be posting a part three.

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Chapter 3: HEARTBREAK

Naive and Gullible series

Master list

| Characters: Geto Suguru, GN Reader, Gojo Satoru

| Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

| WARNINGS ⚠️: brief mention of abuse, fighting, cursing, manipulation, crying, mention of blood, mention of suicide.

| note: Hello! Sorry it took so long for the next part, I've been busy and trying to decide how I was going to do this next part. And also decide what their curse technique would be and how it would work as well. But I hope everyone enjoys it!

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"How long has it been?"

"Only two weeks, they're acting like he was killed."

"He should be, he murdered a whole town, and for what? Children?" A scoff was heard from the other women, her head shaking at the sentence.

"That's why? Were they like him, or were they.." The older woman directed her eyes toward the closed door, signalling what she wanted to say out loud, but didn't have the guts.

"Him."

"That explains it, still they nee-"

The young Geto, had had enough of it all. From the two women on the outside talking rather loudly, from the pitty stares of their family an friends, the gossip and hushed whispers heard from outside the room.

Taking a shaky step up from their bed, they slowly walked towards the door. Sliding it open ever so gently.

The two housemaids fell into silence at the sound of the door sliding open. Both eyes widened,at the appearance of a blood shot eye staring at them.

"Leave, both of you," The voice said in a whisper, the cold tone had them taking a step back. As if the voice had the power to do harm, "Are you deaf? Leave!"

The shout had echoed down the hall, the women jumping at the sudden volume of it. In the rather quit hall, was now filled with heavy breathing from three parties. And the watchful eyes of one.

"We are sorry miss, we will leave this area." The older one to the right spoke first, giving a little bow. Before grabbing the other by the sleeve and trying to make an exit.

If the women were wise enough. They would had hidden the rolled eyes and twisted faces of disgust for when they had their backs fully turned. Or were out of sight of the young fragile kid.

But Y/N had noticed the facial expressions and the pulled back lips that formed in a sneer. Fully standing, grabbing the door for support. They slid it open further, a firm strong grip on it. Anger rushing through their veins and adrenaline, clinching their fist around the wood.

Hearing a crash, the sound of wood splitting, and heavy breathing. Had both of the women halting in their tracks, a cold chill ran down their spins. A pair of eyes burning into the back of their heads.

The flight or fight response was over taking their senses. Making them unaware of the person that was standing at the other end of the hall. Watching and observing the whole ordeal, from the very start.

Hands clutched towards their chests, ever so slowly turning around to witness the scene in front of them.

The door had been knocked off the track. Large splinters of wood scattered and sprawled out on the floor. Eyes moving towards, the young and heartbroken figure. As they took deep breaths in and out, their hair matted on one side of their head.

Tear stained face, their face bruised, and blood running down their arm. A gasp falling from parted lips at the state of the child.

Deep nail marks littered their face, one that was deep over the left eye. That from first glance, it was already starting to scar and leave it's trace behind. The two women side eyed each other, silently thinking that the rumors they had heard were true.

The rumors amongst the estate. How the young child had been clawing at their face, wailing, "I see him! Make him leave!" As they clawed and struck there face, took multiple people to restrain them from clawing their eyes out.

They got to the point of handcuffing them to their bed, till they said they wouldn't do it anymore.

"Just leave the grounds! Now!" They shouted, lunging towards them. The women covered their faces, hands raising to should themselves from an attack. A scream breaking through, but not from the women. The women backed up, their backs hitting the wall, as Y/N laid in a heap on the ground.

A weak sob broke out and took over their body. Hands covering their face, in shame with how things have turned out for them.

'Why did you attack them? Don't hurt others, just cuz you got hurt from someone.'

Shame for taking their anger and sadness out on others. Even if they were talking bad about them.

"You heard, leave the grounds," Gojo spoke behind the two women, who jumped at his sudden voice. Turning their heads towards him, and glancing at one another. Quickly making their way out of the building, making sure to never come back again.

Watching the door slam shut, Gojo sighed, his shoulders dropping down as his blue eyes peered his glasses at the young child. "Hey, when was the last time you showered?"

Cocking his head to the side as a piece of the door was thrown at him. Letting a huff out at the action, focusing on the person that was curled up on the floor. Hands covering their face, as they laid on the cold hardwood.

Their fingers spreading apart, red eyes looking back at him. A shiver ran down his own spine, the emotions or lack their of in their eyes were giving him a bang of fear.

Shaking his head weakly, his own hair falling in front of his eyes at the action. As his hair on his body stood up at the intense stare from the red eye kid.

Can't be scared of them, they need help. Satoru thought, squatting down in front of them.

"Go away Satoru," You spoke, the tall man in front of you tilted his head, "You look like a pigeon, now shoo." You waved your hand towards him, the bandages loosening from the action.

Without a second glance in his direction, you stood up but giving up once you felt your knees start to shake.

Instead of walking, you decided to crawl back into your room, "Let me re bandage your wrists," He mumbled, walking in behind you, as he was greeted with a rather dark and cold room.

His eyes adjusting to the lack of light, glancing around he could make out holes in the wall. Clothes thrown everywhere, broken glass and torn apart pictures.

"Where is the light? How can you see in this?"

"I just know where everything is, now get out."

"No, I told you, I'm re-dressing your bandages."

"No, you're not, let my wounds get infected."

"You'll get sick or even die," Satoru stated, the statement going over his own head. A groan falling from your lips, he could be so clueless at times. "That's the whole point" You lowly grunted out, a small "Oh," being heard behind you in response.

Satoru stepped around carefully, moving his hands along the wall, trying to find the switch to see better.

"I know you can see perfectly fine with out the light," You lounged on your bed, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around your shoulders.

"I know the whole six eyes and limitless. Your probably able to make out everything in here better then I."

"Oh, so you know about my technique?" Satoru said smuggly, as he finally found the switch for the light.

Only for it not to come on, "Shit."

Taking off his glasses, he could make out your smug smile, a giggle running through the room. He started looking around the room, trying to find the bandage wrap.

"Six eyes, right? Does that mean you have six eyes?"

"Haha, youre so funny. I'm able to tell apart people by their cursed energy, along with knowing what their technique is as well. There is a lot too it, sometimes I feel like I don't know all of it, to be completely honest. "

"Do the glasses help you tone it down?"

"Yeah, so to speak, give me your arm."

Silence fell between the two, Satoru started to unwrap the bandage. Old Blood and new had covered the bottom of the white cloth, "When was the last time you changed theses? There's old blood an dirt, and just, it's disgusting." Satoru stated, his voice raising with each word concern, he was confused why they were so dirty.

"Someone should be coming to change these, why ha-"

"I threatened the doctor, he clearly listened."

Silence fell back between the two, Satoru resumed redressing the old bandages. After 10 minutes, the old were brand new. Gently patting their wrist, a nod of approval from Satoru on the work done.

Silence was still between the two, as the young kid turned around and laid in bed. Securing the blanket tighter around them, Satoru stayed through the night. Even when all he heard was weak sobs that turned into light snores.

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An for two weeks, that's how things went for the two. Satoru would come over, throw away the old and put new bandages on. The both came to welcome the new routine, Y/N even started to look forward to 530pm. It was and will always be the only time, Satoru Gojo was on time for something.

As time passed, and the wounds started to heal, they two slowly started to drift closer. And find comfort in one another, "Will you help me clean my room?" They asked one, Tuesday evening, over the course of the routine. They had started to clean their room, throwing away the broken glass and wood. Getting rid of the accumulating trash, an even the old furniture.

Without a sound Satoru, started to pick up the small table, opening the door to start moving it outside. He knew what you meant, you wanted everything out. And start brand new, "My brother, he .. he helped decorate my room when I was born." You had confessed to him, tears brimming your eyes, "I tried to kill myself that night. After you had left, I was just sitting in here. I have reminders of him, everywhere I look, it's Suguru Geto. My face, being the constant reminder, but the second.. I'm living in it."

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Now after that, the both of you were remodeling it, throwing out the furniture, tearing the wallpaper off the walls and starting over.

It took another two weeks to get everything in order, what color and theme you wanted.

The walls were a light blue, and the bedding a rich grey, the furniture was all oak .

"We did a good job, though I'm surprised we pulled it off in such a short amount of time," Satoru sung with praise and awe, the roll of your eyes couldn't even damper the mood. A light smile on your lips, "Thank you," You whispered in appreciation.

He only hummed as the two of you ate apple slices, a small peaceful silence falling between the both of you.

You were too lost in thought, to notice the intense stare coming from Satoru. His eyes trailing up and down your figure, forehead crinkled with thought.

He couldn't see your cursed energy, an he wasn't sure why not. When he first met you, it was faint, if he hadn't had time to focus on your wounds. He was sure he would have missed it. Yet right now, there was nothing, not even a single trace of it.

That night, the night Suguru had chosen his fate, their was an abundance of it. Through that night it had kept getting stronger, he was almost shocked by how no one had ever picked up on it. In front of your parents and even the elders, running around frantically and talking in hush voices.

No one, had spoken or uttered a word, of the cursed energy flooding the room.

So, why wasn't he able to since anything now? Why wasnt anyone else able to see it or even feel it that night?

"If you keep scowling your going to get wrinkles," Your voice breaking his train of thought, popping an apple slice in your mouth.

With a roll of his eyes, (though you couldnt see it,) his face relaxing, tilting his head, "Can I ask you a question? Or more of a request."

Freezing at his question, a flashback of your brother asking you the same thing before causing pain for you. Clearly your throat before composing yourself, though Satoru noticed the brief fear that crossed your face, "Didn't you already ask a question? Just now, you did."

"Do you know you can manipulate your cursed energy?" Satoru decided to blurt out, there wasn't any other way that he could think of, to tell you that you can manipulate your cursed energy. Along with manipulating everyone else, into thinking that you didn't have any.

"What? I.. I don't have cursed energy though," You stuttered out, what was he talking about? You didn't have anything, you couldn't even see those creatures without being on the verge of death.

"Are you sure? C-Cause, I w-was always, oh wow I can't breath," You panicked, your chest tightening at this news. You didn't have cursed energy, you never did, that's why your brother didn't like you. That's why he always called you monkey.

Putting your head between your knees, trying to take deep breaths but it wasnt working at all. "Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I thought you knew. Here take deep breaths," Satoru was trying to sooth you, and help, but it seemed like he was making it worse. Grabbing your hand as it shakes, he rested it on his chest.

"Following my breathing, in and out," He requested, trying to help you, after a few minutes, your breathing started to even out. The slow shakey breaths evened out , "I'm sorry, I thought you knew," Satoru apologized, his glasses now perched on top of his head. "It's fine, I'm tired." You told him, standing up from the ground and laying on the bed.

Satoru stayed where he was, his legs now crossed, the sun was casting it's golden rays across the room. His mind racing with thoughts, you clearly didn't know neither did anyone else.

As you were laying in bed, cursed energy filling the room. Sniffles filling the air, his eyebrows knitted in confusion.

How can someone so powerful, not even feel the energy of it? He thought to himself, but as he leaned against the wall.

Geto Suguru

His eyes snapping open, his name flashing in his head. That's the reason why you were like this, and he was going to help you forget about all the trauma he had caused.

Even if it took him years, he was going to help you.

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Chapter 1: Naive

Naive and Gullible

MASTER LIST

| Characters: Geto, GN Reader, brief mention of a Zenin... But who???

| WARNINGS ⚠️: brief mention of abuse, fighting, cursing, mental abuse.

| Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

| AN: Hello! This is the second part of Naive and Gullible. I had some asking for a part two, sorry it took a while! Maybe a part three???? Let me know!

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5 years old.

That's how old the youngest Geto was when they realized they wanted to be just like their older brother.

He was currently training, sparring with one of the trainers that was forced by there family to teach him some combat moves.

Sure, now looking back at it, he was clumsy and off balance.

Though in the eyes of a five year old, it was like an action movie. The trainer would crouch down low, swinging his leg around to take out his legs, suguru quickly jumping, grabbing the man by his shirt and tossing him over his shoulder. Earning a groan in return from the man sprawled out on his back.

A sound of joy came from the young boy mouth, raising his arm in victory. Though it was short lived. The man getting up at lighting speed, an with a hard punch to the face, knocking the kid down.

A gasp falling from the younger Geto mouth, "Sug! Are you alright?" They shouted, dashing over as quick as their short legs could take them, bumping into the much older man. There kamono getting dirty, in the process of falling to the ground to inspect Sugurus, already bruising face.

A small frown formed on Suguru face, annoyance slowly forming in the back of his head. Harshly pulling his face away from the little hands trying to inspect his bleeding nose. "I'm fine," he spoke, sending a glare towards them. A small "oh" falling from the youngest mouth.

Slowly standing from the ground, brushing the dust off his sweats. Thinking to myself, while trying to cool down.

Why did they always do this when he got harmed? Why couldn't they just be a good little monkey and stay out of it? They were nothing but a pointless useless monkey.

"Get away kid, or you'll be next to train," The older man told the small child, snapping Suguru out of his daze of thoughts.

"Go and watch little monkey," He softly spoke sending his younger sibling a tight lipped smile, puffing out his chest and allowing some cursed energy to spill through, with a pointed look from Suguru. The kid ran back but this time not standing on the porch.

I want to be like him, fearless, strong and ambitious.

Suguru tried to focus on the tall man with the black hair, but the burning eyes of someone watching him was setting him off.

Taking a deep breath, and cutting out all his surrounds, he tried to focus.

But he couldn't. Not with them watching.

At age 10, Suguru had a secret. He was starting to grow some ill feelings towards his non-jujutsu sibling.

He wasn't sure why, but as he fought with the older man in front of him, dodging punches and receiving.

He would look over, at the small child that was standing only 10ft away hands clasped behind their back, just staring. The unmistakable cloud of sheer amazement and love coating ones face.

Made him angry. He could feel the anger bubbling up inside him, as he delivered another punch to the older man face, earning a grunt in the process. Zenin was caught off guard by the sudden strength the kid had, staggering back, losing his footing for a second. If it wasn't for the shouting coming from the side of the house, Suguru would have won this time.

"Y/N! What are you doing? You have no need to watch this act," The head of the servants stated, the two on the field stopping their sparring. The youngest, scowling as they were being scolded for getting their kamono dirty and for having no shoes on. Earning a sharp smack to the head, hard enough to earn a cry of pain.

Though if you listened closely, there was a silent giggle not to far away.

"You foolish child, nothing to bring to this table in this world of jujutsu! You can't even keep your clothes clean, your usel-" The help was cut off mid rant, halting the assault on the young child as they dragged them away by there sleeve.

"Can't they stay?" Suguru butted in, not knowing where it came from, but he had this sense of protection kicking in. And he hated it.

Though watching his sibling get scolded, or even hurt at times. Did make him upset, and to some it showed a protective older brother. Though if you WERE quick enough to notice.

There was always joy, and amusement in his dark eyes as he watched them shrink away in fear or tremble. It caught some of the help off guard a few times, and as the older Zenin pays close attention to the kid by his side.

It makes him uncomfortable by the sheer sadist vibes coming off this young child.

"Come now monkey, I'm done with training. Let's go to the river," Suguru spoke, holding his hand out towards them. His sibling being hesitant at first, 'the river'. The one place they hated most to visit with their beloved brother.

The one place that, those monsters show up.

"Monkey... LETS GO," Quickly grabbing the young childs hand, the annoyance and demanding nature of the oldest Geto caught the youngest off guard.

'Dont make him upset Y/N.' A small voice said in the back of their head.

But the naive and Gullible Geto, was unaware that just the presence of the little monkey.

Always made Suguru upset.

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Let me know what y'all thought of it?

I like to think that Suguru hatred for non sorcerers started very young, and it was someone that he was around 24 hours 7 days a week. That he just had to protect because if not they would be harmed. Someone that idolized him to the fullest, and wasnt sure why he would treat them with such malice at times. And what better then a younger sibling? A naive and Gullible younger sibling. That didn't know any better.

But let me know if y'all want a part three! I already have some thoughts on what the next part will be about as well! Plus I'm also trying to read the manga as well, and doing research on Suguru to better understand the bastard.

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