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-A Kiss of Duty:"Into the Unknown"-
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β°ββ€ In the mysterious backdrop of ancient Kyoto, Y/N, the only daughter of the Hirano clan, prepares for her marriage to Gojo Satoru, the most powerful magician, a union designed to secure the future of their clan.
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-Gojo Satoru's current age: 22
-Started : July, 8th, 2024
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-age gap (six years), Gojo's behavior towards the reader is bad, the reader is 16 years old in current events, kiss (very simple)-
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-In the preparation room of the Hirano estate, the air was thick with anticipation. The chamber was adorned with delicate cherry blossom decorations, their soft pink hues contrasting with the deep crimson and gold silks that draped the walls. The fragrance of the blossoms mingled with the scent of incense, creating an atmosphere both serene and suffocating.
-Y/N sat in front of a large mirror, her bright green eyes reflecting back a woman she barely recognized. Her sun-kissed hair had been intricately styled, pinned up with delicate hairpieces that glittered like stars. Light orange freckles dusted her cheeks, barely visible under the layers of makeup being applied by her bridesmaid, Hana.
-Hana carefully applied makeup to Y/N's face, the brushes moving with precision and care. Hana was a close friend, one of the few people who knew Y/N's true feelings about the impending marriage. As she worked, she tried to offer comfort through light conversation.
-"You're going to look so beautiful, Y/N,"
-Hana said, her voice soothing.
-"Just remember to breathe and stay calm. Everything will be fine."
-Y/N managed a small smile.
-"Thank you, Hana. I just wish I felt as calm as you sound."
-Hana paused, meeting Y/N's gaze in the mirror.
-"It's normal to feel nervous. This is a big day, but you're strong. You've always been strong."
-"Sometimes I wish I didn't have to be strong all the time. Sometimes I wish I could just... be myself."
-Hana's hands stilled for a moment, her expression sympathetic.
-"I know. But remember, you're not alone. I'm here with you, and so are many others who care about you."
-Before Y/N could respond, the door to the preparation room slid open. Lady Hirano entered with her usual air of authority, her kimono a masterpiece of traditional elegance, its patterns echoing the legacy of the Hirano clan. Her golden-yellow hair was styled meticulously, and her dark lipstick emphasized the sharpness of her features.
-Lady Hirano's gaze swept over her daughter, taking in the sight of Y/N in her wedding kimono β a deep red garment adorned with intricate gold embroidery.
-Lady Hirano said, her tone as cold as ever.
-"Remember, today is not just about you. This marriage is a pact that binds our clans. You must be polite and obedient to Gojo Satoru. Do not forget your place."
-Y/N's eyes dropped to the floor.
-Lady Hirano stepped closer, adjusting a strand of Y/N's hair.
-"You possess the blood of warriors and sorcerers. Your union with Gojo will ensure the prosperity of our clan. This is your destiny, Y/N. Do not disappoint us."
-The same words...always said. As her mother turned to leave, Y/N looked at her reflection once more. The woman in the mirror seemed like a stranger, a doll dressed for display rather than a bride. Inside, a turmoil of emotions roiled, but she knew she had no choice. She would fulfill her duty, as she had been taught.
-Hana resumed her work, her movements gentle and reassuring.
-"it's okay to feel scared. It's okay to have doubts. But I believe in you, Y/N. You're going to get through this, one step at a time."
-Y/N nodded, her heart heavy.
-"I hope you're right, Hana. I just wish... I wish things could be different."
-Hana offered a small, sad smile.
"We all do. But sometimes, we have to make the best of the hand we're dealt. And who knows? Maybe this marriage won't be as bad as you think."
-Y/N's lips curved into a faint smile, though her eyes remained somber.
-"Maybe. But it's hard to believe that when I barely know him. All I've heard are rumors."
-Hana finished applying the last touches of makeup and stepped back to admire her work.
-she said with satisfaction.
-Y/N took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.
-"Thank you, Hana. I don't know what I'd do without you."
-Hana squeezed her shoulder gently.
-"You'll never have to find out. I'll always be here for you, no matter what."
-As Y/N stood up and adjusted her kimono, the weight of the fabric seemed to mirror the weight of her responsibilities. She glanced once more at her reflection, seeing not herself, but the image of what she was expected to be β a perfect bride, a dutiful daughter, a vessel for her clan's future.
Her heart ached with the knowledge that her own desires and dreams were secondary to the needs of her family. But she pushed those feelings aside, determined to face the day with grace and composure.
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-Meanwhile, at the Gojo headquarters, Gojo Satoru lay sprawled on his futon, the early morning sunlight filtering through his apartment window. His white hair was disheveled, his eyes half-closed from sleep. He was wearing only short shorts, revealing his slim, muscular body and long legs. His best friend, Suguru Geto, stood over him, shaking his shoulder gently.
-"You're late. The ceremony starts in an hour."
-Gojo groaned, rubbing his eyes as he sat up slowly.
-"I can't believe this is happening,"
-Suguru sighed, handing him a formal kimono.
-"You can't attend in your usual clothes. You need to follow tradition and wear this."
-Gojo glanced at the kimono with disdain.
-"I'm not a fan of these old customs, Suguru."
-Suguru's expression softened.
"I know, but this is important. You have to show respect, even if you don't agree with it. Just for today."
-Gojo sighed in resignation, gritting his teeth as he took the kimono and began to dress. As he tied the obi, Suguru continued to offer advice.
-"As I told you, Satoru, she's a girl, barely sixteen, thrown into this harsh reality, Show her some kindness, As you know I think the rumors have already reached her, I'm not asking you to stop meeting other women, but at least try to hide it"
-Gojo made a sarcastic face, running a hand through his hair to tidy it.
"Suguru, you're becoming annoying,"
-He retorted, tightening his jaw.
-Suguru nodded, a small, annoying smile on his lips.
-He emphasized the last word.
-Gojo glared at him, frowning slightly. He sat on the futon, trying to gather his thoughts.
-"Do you know anything about her? About Y/N?"
-Suguru sighed, sitting next to Gojo.
-"I've heard a few things. She's a quiet girl, obedient to her family. But inside, I think she feels the same pressure you do."
-Gojo looked at Suguru, rolling his eyes in annoyance.
-"Do you think she's strong enough to handle all this? I don't want to be stuck with a whiny kid, I already have one (megumi)"
-"I think she has the strength, but she needs your support. Don't be harsh on her, Satoru. Give her a chance."
-Gojo nodded slowly, as if absorbing Suguru's words.
-"I'll try. But you know me, Suguru. These things aren't easy for me."
-"I know, but you're the best at handling tough situations. Just be yourself, but a kinder version."
-Gojo finally stood up, now looking more formal in the kimono, exuding an aura of confidence and nonchalance.
-"Alright, let's go then. Let's get this over with."
-Suguru followed him, muttering to himself.
-"I just hope things are easier than we think."
-As they left the room, Gojo walked through the corridors of the headquarters, his hair now neatly styled. When they arrived at the ceremonial hall, it was adorned with exquisite decorations and rich colors. Gojo felt the weight of the moment but kept his face calm and confident as usual.
-Suguru stood beside him, whispering softly.
-"Remember, Satoru. Today is the beginning. You don't have to solve everything now, but you need to start on the right foot."
-Gojo nodded, his face now showing a serene expression.
-"I'll do my best, Suguru. As you know... you're always by my side."
-Suguru smiled, gently patting Gojo's shoulder.
"Always, my friend. Always."
-They entered the hall, where everyone was waiting for them. Gojo knew all eyes were on him, especially those of the elders who harbored pure disdain for him, but he didn't care. He knew what he had to do. He had always been strong and still was the strongest.
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-The shrine where the ceremony was to take place was a beautiful, traditional setting, surrounded by ancient trees and adorned with lanterns that cast a soft glow. The air was filled with the soft rustle of leaves and the gentle murmur of the assembled guests. Y/N, her heart pounding, stood just outside, gathering her thoughts. The weight of the kimono and the expectations pressed heavily on her shoulders.
-"I will do what I have learned,"
-She murmured to herself, trying to steady her nerves.
-As the doors opened, Y/N walked slowly towards the shrine. The pathway was lined with cherry blossom petals, their delicate scent filling the air. She could see Gojo Satoru standing at the front, next to the priest. He was dressed in a traditional black and white kimono, his white hair stark against the dark fabric, his eyes covered by black glasses.
-He looked as handsome as she remembered, but there was an aura of annoyance about him. Y/N's steps faltered slightly, but she forced herself to continue. She approached the shrine and took her place beside him.
-Gojo watched as Y/N approached, his annoyance barely concealed. She was dressed in a beautiful kimono, her sun-kissed hair neatly arranged, her red lips and green eyes a stark contrast to her pale face. She kept her head bowed, a picture of obedience and duty.
-Gojo thought, a pang of guilt mixing with his irritation.
-Gojo glanced at her briefly, he tries to follow Suguru's advice and hide his annoyance .
-He said, his tone lacking enthusiasm but not unkind.
-Y/N replied softly, her voice barely audible over the murmurs of the guests.
-The priest began to recite the traditional vows, his voice a calming presence amidst the tension. As he spoke, Y/N's mind drifted. She stole glances at Gojo, wondering what he was thinking. His expression remained neutral, betraying nothing.
-When it was time for the exchange of sake, Y/N's hands trembled slightly as she poured the sacred liquid. Gojo's steady hand took the cup from her, their fingers brushing momentarily. There was a brief, unexpected warmth in his touch that sent a shiver down her spine.
-As the ceremony progressed, the priest's words about unity and mutual respect echoed in Y/N's mind. She wondered if they could ever find common ground, given the circumstances.
-"Do you accept this union?"
-The priest asked, looking at Gojo first.
-Gojo nodded, his voice clear
-The priest then turned to Y/N.
-"Do you accept this union?"
-Y/N hesitated for a heartbeat, before she meets her mother's gaze...and her eyes are piercing...her gaze was enough to make her feel fear inside , nods quickly.
-She said, her voice steady despite the fear inside her.
-the ceremony reached the part where vows are exchanged, the priest stood solemnly before Y/N and Gojo, his voice calm and authoritative. He began to recite the traditional promises, each line a binding commitment that Y/N and Gojo would repeat after him.
-The priest instructed, looking first at Gojo and then at Y/N.
*"In sickness and in health,"
*"In sickness and in health,"
*"In wealth and in poverty,"
*"In wealth and in poverty,"
*"I promise to stand by your side,"
*"I promise to stand by your side,"
*"To support and cherish you,"
*"To support and cherish you,"
*"To love and respect you,"
*"To love and respect you,"
*"From this day forward,"
*"From this day forward,"
*"Until death do us part."
*"Until death do us part."
-With each vow, the weight of the promises they were making became more palpable. As the final words were spoken, there was a moment of silence, allowing the significance of their commitments to sink in. The priest then nodded, signaling the completion of this sacred exchange.
-The priest looked at them both, a small, approving smile on his face.
-"You may now kiss the bride,"
-Gojo glanced at Y/N, his expression unreadable. He stepped closer to her, placing a hand gently on her waist. Bending down to her height, he gave her a quick kiss, their lips barely touching. It was a brief, almost perfunctory gesture, but it still sent a shiver down Y/N's spine. Gojo pulled away, his face returning to its usual composed demeanor.
-The guests, who had been watching intently, clapped politely, the sound echoing softly through the shrine. Y/N felt a whirlwind of emotions β relief, nervousness, and an overwhelming sense of duty.
-As the ceremony concluded, Y/N and Gojo turned to face their families and guests, now united in a bond that was as much about politics and tradition as it was about personal connection.
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-The ceremony was over, and Y/N found herself following Gojo towards the car waiting for them. She kept four steps behind him, her heart still pounding from the weight of the day's events. The path was lined with well-wishers and family members, their faces a blur as she focused on keeping her composure.
-When they reached the car, Gojo got inside without a second glance at her. He seemed upset, his face a mask of irritation. Y/N hesitated for a moment, feeling a pang of hurt, but the driver quickly stepped forward and opened the door for her.
-She murmured to the driver before getting into the car.
-She sat down, noticing that Gojo had put a noticeable distance between them, staying on the other side while looking out the window. He seemed lost in his own thoughts, a stark contrast to the composed and confident man she had seen at the ceremony.
-Had she done something wrong? Y/N wondered to herself, her mind racing with uncertainty. The silence in the car was almost suffocating, the only sound the hum of the engine.
-Gojo, seemingly oblivious to her presence, pulled out his phone and began typing. A small smile played on his lips as he responded to a message he received. Y/N watched him out of the corner of her eye, feeling a mix of curiosity and sadness.
-She remained calm, as she always did, sitting quietly in her seat. The distance between them felt more than just physical, As the car drove away from the shrine, taking them towards their new life together, to his apartment, the silence prevailed, leaving Y/N alone with her thoughts.
-As she remembered, it was nothing new, he had always acted like this towards her, but the moment he complimented her when she walked up to him, she thought that maybe...maybe this would work, maybe Hana was right, But it seems that she was wrong, she raised her expectations too much, It was just for show, and now she is shocked by reality, the strange man sitting next to her is her husband, and the one with whom she will remain stuck for her whole life.
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-Author's Note: I've penned down 12,320 letters, and my hand begs forgiveness! how has the second chapter? Is there anything more you'd like to uncover in the upcoming chapters? I cherish narrating your thoughts (I pore over all your comments) this marks my debut in publishing stories, though I've been writing for years, this is a first, please forgive any errors that slip through, well, I've babbled on enough, wishing you all a wonderful day!
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