The next thing when I woke up, I was shackled with metal chains. "What? What's going on? What did I do?" I stared at the long grey chains across the ground in this new room I was placed in. "Where am I?!" I couldn't recall anything. How come Nozomi's past wasn't filling in the holes in my brain?

The sliding door opened, revealing the elders as they smiled evilly. "You went too far now, Nozomi. We tolerated enough of your deceitful actions. You turned your back on the family to commit adultery with another man?! You are well aware that you're engaged to the Geto's leader!"

I had the surprise pikachu face on. Nozomi was forcefully married into the Geto's clan? If her Geto fiance looked just like Geto Suguru then this was crazy. I don't want to think about this. My head hurts because if the future elders chose Geto over Gojo then our ancient history repeated itself. Quickly I composed myself to respond back to the elders. "Then shouldn't I be wedded to Sukuna?! Who would want a woman who's been with another man?" It's crazy how they wouldn't throw me out because I, Nozomi, slept with Sukuna. Most families would throw their disgraceful daughters away to save their reputation and face. Why did it matter so much that Nozomi had to marry into the Geto family? What benefit do they get?

Suddenly, an ice cold voice chimed in. "My clan wanted to annul our engagement but I declined that. I don't care if you slept with another man. All I care about is that you carry my heir." Nozomi's Geto fiance stepped inside the room, and I internally gasped in horror. He really did look like Suguru. The past really copy and pasted the future offsprings. This ancestor looked more unapproachable and sinister. His eyes held no mercy, and my skin felt icky just by his eyes staring down at me.

"You're now living in the Geto's household, and there's nothing you can do about it." The elders' last words slapped me in the face. Poor Nozomi... If only she stood up for herself in the past and rebelled. She shouldn't have thought for her family. They don't love her, Sukuna does.

A few months rolled by and I found myself getting morning sickness. My sense of smell heightened, I got hungry often, and being exposed in the sun for too long exhausted me. The family doctor came in and told me good news which I couldn't stomach. "You are with child!" My whole existence shattered like broken glass. There was no way I could pick up the pieces. How could I be joyful when the child I bore was none other than Sukuna? As Nozomi, I haven't interacted with my husband after the wedding. I ignored his existence as if he never came into my life. If the household and elders knew about my pregnancy then they would kill the child.

I blew another fuse again. "N-no... Please, make this stop!" I yelled, pushing the doctor away from me while I stumbled out from bed. Prickles of numbness tingle in my legs, and my hands bunched up in my hair. "I don't want this! Nozomi, just let me out of your memories! Ack!" My knees buckled, wincing in pain as I clutched my head. Fragmented memories of Nozomi's unfortunate pregnancy tormented my brain. Her family and in-laws all plotted to poison her food to induce a miscarriage. They wanted to get rid of the child because it's not her husband's.

"Ena... Wake up..." The familiar voice of my beloved Gojo echoed in the air as the Heian Period turned into a white backdrop. "Baby... You're just dreaming..." Squinting my eyes, I couldn't see anything as a bright light came out of nowhere.

There was a flashback of Nozomi being unaware of her family's evil deeds as she ate the poisonous food served to her. I don't know if she was dumb that her family wouldn't have found out, or she silenced the doctor, and the doctor confessed to the family. Nonetheless, Nozomi broke down crying when she bled a lot after consuming poison.

"Baby...! Baby...! Wake up... Your beloved husband is here!"

My eyes frantically opened, and I rose up from what felt like a bed as my whole body was drenched in sweat. My back and neck were hot and moist. Beads of sweat rolled behind my ear and down to the base of my neck while my labor breathing heavily lifted my chest up and down while my heart rate slowed. Blinking a few times, I realized I was in the comfort of my own room I shared with Gojo. I recognized the familiar white blanket and eggshell color walls.

My hands began touching the blanket to see if it was real, and indeed it was. My chest felt so light and relaxed. "I'm... I'm back!" I happily shouted in relief, unconsciously smiling from the events I've been through. Twisting to the side, I almost cried on the spot of seeing him, "Satoru, I'm back!" My lips quivered as I laid eyes on his beautiful face. Gojo's shocked yet confused expression quickly disappeared into reassurance. His arctic blue eyes crinkled and the corner of his lips turned upwards. Gojo was as happy as I was. God knows what he's been through while I was in Nozomi's shoes.

"Yes baby... Yes, you're back!" Gojo attacked me with his arms, and I held him tight to me. I didn't want to let him go. Overwhelming tears slipped from my eyes as this reality sunk in. This was real, Gojo was real; I wasn't stuck in Nozomi's memories anymore. No one was going to take me away from my beloved man and son. I'm home.

"Babeeeee!" My voice cracked as I turned into a needy monster. My arms and legs were latched onto him like a leech. There's no way I wanted to let go of Gojo. He's mine and this was my beautiful life I have with him and my son. "I want you to hug me forever, tell me how much you love and miss me... I just want your love and affection!" I buried my head into his chest, inhaling his natural scent of vanilla. Oh, I missed that smell of his.

Gojo's chest vibrated as he chuckled from my odd behavior. "Honey? What happened to you? I know I was scared for your well-being because Sukuna told me everything, and you fell into a bad fever which lasted for two days." His long fingers ran through my hair while his other hand rubbed my back.

My eyes were rolling back from his warm comfort and closeness. I loved this feeling so much. I don't want him to stop loving me. "Let me tell you what I dreamt during those two days," I was in for one hell of a ride because this story wasn't going to please his ears. Gojo was going to be big mad because this involved Sukuna. I just can't tell him that I thought Human Sukuna was attractive.

After ending my story, we laid beside each other. Gojo's arm was propped up as it elevated his head whereas the other arm was draped over my hips. His lips pouted and his eyes narrowed at me. "...was he cute?" From all the information about Nozomi that's what he decided to ask me? He wasn't concerned that Nozomi's husband looked exactly like his old friend, Geto Suguru. That's strange because I would be if I was Gojo.

"Was who cute? Be specific."

Gojo clicked his tongue in annoyance. "You already know." There was a hint of sass lingering in his voice.

He looked so cute when he's jealous...for now. There's many levels to his jealousy. I'm only at the first level. I wanted to press his button, but I'm not going to because I am back in my conscious state. I don't want to trigger anything to revert to Nozomi's memories, nor I want my legs to break.

"Oh, are you asking about human Sukuna?" Gojo nodded eagerly at my words. His eyes were subtly burning a hole into my head. His face resembled an angry puppy. "No, babe. You're hotter!" I rolled on top of his chest and pecked his pink lips with loving eyes. "You're handsome!" Another kiss was pressed against his lips. "You're beautiful!" I kept kissing him after many compliments to help boost up his insecurity and self esteem.

Creaaaaak!

Gojo and I turned our heads to the open door. "Mommy, you're not sick anymore!!" My little fluffy snowball came rushing towards me with a tearful expression. I felt my heart wrenched because Naozumi must've been worried to death too. I made my two men scared.

Pushing myself off from Gojo, I opened my arms for him to hug me. "Come here, Nao!" I sweetly said, grinning brightly at him so he knew I recovered. I was told by Gojo that Naozumi had to stay at his grandparents' house because he didn't want Naozumi to worry and cry.

"Mommy!" Naozumi planted himself in my arms as he snuggled against me. I cradled my child and kissed his head. Holding Naozumi made me feel sad for Nozomi. I have a life that she doesn't have. She lost her beloved child to her family, and she had died for Sukuna due to her foolish mistake.

Casting away those thoughts of mine, I didn't want to be depressed for her. After my death, Nozomi will find her happiness with Sukuna. I want to live in peace without having to think about Nozomi's life. We're one soul with two different life paths. However, I did learn to appreciate the people around me before they leave this earth. "I love you and your daddy!" I giggled, attacking Naozumi with kisses all over his face.

Naozumi laughed from my ticklish lips touching his soft face.

"Honey! Don't forget about meeee!" Gojo tackled me down and also joined in the fun.

I want to grow old with Gojo, and I want to see my son become a handsome young man.

Knock knock knock

My peaceful day watching tv was interrupted by someone knocking on the door. I didn't know who it was, but the knocking got faster and impatient. "Who could this be?" I couldn't think of anyone at all, and we didn't buy anything off from the internet too.

I darted my way to the front door after turning off the tv and putting my snacks on the coffee table.

As I drew closer to the door, I heard a familiar voice. "Ena-san, this is Nanami. I have urgent news." Nanami sounded pissed off for some reason, but I could put a finger on it. I totally knew who it was; I didn't want to believe that Gojo bothered Nanami again.

Opening the door, I put on a sun-like expression. If Gojo ruined his day, I'll make it better by my facial expression. He won't snap at me because he actually respected me more than Gojo. He'll be able to control his emotions. "Hi Nanami! What brings you here today?" I leaned against the door frame staring at the unrefined Nanami.

Nanami in front of me didn't have his signature glasses, dotted necktie, and tan blazer on to match his pants.

This new look on him was different from usual. I don't know what Gojo did to him, but my ears were open to listen to Nanami's story. I won't save him if Nanami wants to kill him. Gojo will face his actions.

"Your husbands that's why..." His lips were tight as his words were sharp and straightforward. Irritation filled in his narrow eyes while his arms were folded and fingers were tapping against his upper arms. Nanami was trying to compose himself before anything bad happened. "I thought his stalking and drawing was bad, but this crossed the line of everything."

The next thing I knew, I was dragged to the school's staff lounge. We were in the hallway, making our way there. Nanami was explaining why he came to me first before jumping into his final conclusion of his missing attire. "I took off my blazer because it was hot; I took off my glasses because I wanted to relax without them on; and I took off my tie because I wanted to loosen it. Without those on me, I headed to the bathroom. And by the way, I was the only one in the lounge room."

I knew today Gojo was going to be on campus to educate his students, so I'm pretty sure Nanami's clothings disappeared due to him. If only Gojo stopped cosplaying as his students and coworkers, then we wouldn't be having this type of confrontation.

"Of course, so who's the only person who likes to bother me? Your husband. That is why I brought you here—" Just when Nanami slammed the door to the lounge room, he stopped talking as he laid eyes on the perpetrator himself, Gojo Satoru. I squatted to look underneath Nanami's long arm, and there I saw Gojo pretending to be Nanami Kento. From behind, Gojo's hair was down as he wore Nanami's tan blazer.

"HAHA! I'm Nanami Kento!" Gojo laughed to himself, putting his arms on his hips.

"There was no point of needing me if you already knew it was him..." I sighed at Gojo's childish antics.

Then a radar goes off from Gojo's head, and he turned around with a big smile. He stuck his pointer and middle fingers out like a V and placed it near his left eye. I think he was trying to act cute since his left eye was closed and the tip

of his tongue poked out. "I knew you would be here! My Ena Radar is very strong, you know?"

"Sure, you weirdo." His dorkiness rubbed off on me as I held in my giggles.

"Aren't I hot in this suit?!" Gojo blew a kiss in my direction and Nanami gagged from this horrendous sight. Nanami doesn't deserve to witness this. If only I put Gojo on a leash then this wouldn't have happened.

Composing myself, I sighed and got straight to the point before Nanami popped his head off. "I can't compliment you because that means I'll be complimenting Nanami if I were to say you were hot, Satoru. As long as you pretend to be Nanami, I'm not going to say anything."

Gojo's mouth dropped like this was new to his ears. I guess he didn't see it as that. "You're right! My wife only loves me for me," a content smile appeared on his face as his eyes were closed, solely thinking about me in his head. "I'm done being Nanami. It's time to be Satoru for my lovely woman." Gojo began taking off the items he stole from Nanami.

"Wow I actually did something." I smirked up at Nanami. I really thought I was going to give into Gojo's antics but I supposed not.

"You're his wife. You should have some ropes over him." Nanami took back his missing clothes and stormed out.

Watching Nanami leave, Gojo threw himself on to me. His heavy body made me lose my balance as I tried to regain it. "Oh baby...!" He dramatically called out, turning me around to face him.

"Yes?" I don't like the sound of that. Something bad was going to happen to me.

"Help me make Megumi's hair. I'm going to—"

"No! Stop it you!" This idiot of mine chose death over life. Megumi would kill him before it even started. There's a limit to what Megumi will tolerate and being impersonated wasn't it. He saw what happened when Gojo stole Kugisaki's skirt.... I won't stop Megumi if he does decide to murder Gojo. It was nice knowing my beloved lover of 10 years.