The girl held her head. Two fights in the past twenty-four hours, as she isn't even able to fully control her Stand, is more than a little tiring. She sighed, as she plopped down onto her couch. The two males from before had disposed of the girls body, who had passed away shortly after the attack. The red stain on her floor haunted her.

She had caused that. That blood was from her.

She hung her head down, hands still tangled in her locks, as tears began pouring from her (E/C) optics. "Well, I am glad thats over." Kakyoin said, as he wiped his hands on his pants to rid them of any filth he may have obtained. "What about you, (Y/N)?"

She didn't respond. Her nails began digging into her scalp, as she stifled her sobs. "(Y/N)? Are you alright?" Kakyoin looked over at her, noticing her shaking form. No response. The redhead sighed, and sat next to the girl. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. Like a ragdoll, she fell into his chest, and began sobbing freely. Jotaro looked up, his ocean eyes meeting the violet ones of his comrade. Jotaro gave Kakyoin a questioning look, in which he gave a shrug in response. Jotaro approached two and kneeled down beside the couch. He carefully grabbed the girls delicate hands, slightly squeezing them. "(Y/N)." He called to her. She lifted her head and gazed at him. "I... I killed someone. I killed someone, and I didn't even mean to. And I knew her! We worked together for almost a year. I just..." She trailed off, tears still flowing down her cheeks.

"Had you not defended yourself, she would have killed you." The redhead said, still holding on to the girl. She shook her head. "All of this over some stupid item, thats who knows what or where, that she wanted." She began sobbing again. Her Stand approached the three, a large item in its stubby arms. The girl looked down at it.

Gold was the first thing she had seen. Bronze and silver adorned the item. Her jaw dropped. "Ch-Childs Play! What the hell?!" She shouted. It handed the metal to her. She took it from the bear, noting how it was much lighter than it seemed. The item seemed incredibly old as large dents covered the metal, presumably from its creation. She ran her fingers along the metal, as her muscles began to tingle. She had felt as if she was about to seize, however her muscles remained static. The item was circular, the shape of a disk. Letters predating english covered the surface. As her fingers ran over letters, her muscles froze. She was paralyzed. The letters began to glow. As did her hand, her arm, her face, and her Stand. Her eyes wide and filled with terror remained glued to her spirit. Kakyoin watched in awe, as Jotaro gaped at the girl. "(Y/N)! Let go of it!" He yelled, abruptly standing from his previous position. The girl let out a strained scream through clenched teeth in response as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her entire body was captured in the mysterious light. It shot from her mouth, her eyes, her nose. Her screaming was louder now, as her jaw had unlocked from its previous clenched state. Her fingers gripped the object tighter, before the light vanished. It fell from her hands. Her muscles relaxed, before the girl fell forward off of the couch. She narrowly missed slamming her head onto the coffee table. The only thing she thought in her mind before she blacked out was

'... Jotaro... Kakyoin... I...'

~

"Holy shit!" Kakyoin cursed, as he picked the limp girl off of the floor. Her eyes were closed, her mouth parted slightly. She looked as if she were sleeping, however the two boys knew otherwise. Her breathing was labored, she had scorch marks on her hand, arm and partially her cheek. The tips of her hair were singed, and smoke wafted from the girl, leaving a punget smell in its wake. Her left hand twitched, as the muscle spasmed even after her collapse.

Jotaro balled his hands into fists, as his hat shaded his anger.

Could that have been another Stand attack? It had to be. But why would her Stand give that... thing to her if it was meant to hurt her. Maybe it wasn't her Stand. Regardless, whoever did this was going to pay.

Jotaro turned and punched a wall, causing it to crumble under his force. It coated his arm in a white powder, before he began to leave the apartment. "Jotaro! Where are you going?!" Kakyoin asked, still holding the unconscious girl. "To find whoever did this..." He said, anger laced in his deep voice, before he opened the door to the apartment and exited, slamming the door.

Kakyoin sighed, as he rushed the girl to her bedroom. He lay the girl down on her plush unmade bed, before quickly rushing to her bathroom. He grabbed some rags, soap, a cup of water and her first-aid kit. He was uncertain in what he was trying to aid, but brought the kit regardless. He set the supplies onto the girls bedside table, and wet one of the rags. He slowly began wiping away the black marks on her hand and arm. Once cleaned, he lathered up the visibly undamaged skin, and ran over it with the rag once more. Deeming the surface clean, he moved to the girls face. A long line from her earlobe to the corner of her mouth coated the girls cheek. He repeated his previous actions, and added an additional step. once clean, he leaned forward and gazed at the unconscious girl. His cheeks burned as his mind wandered. He subconsciously licked his lips, as his eyes locked on her soft and plumpy lips. He scolded himself for having such thoughts, but impulsively planted a chaste kiss on the corner of her mouth. He physically slapped himself.

'Great job, Noriaki. Now youre a creepy pervert.Taking advantage of someone so vulnerable... Cmon.'

He exhaled sharply through his nose before running a hand through his cherry locks. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)..."

'For what? I quite enjoyed that.'

A familiar voice played in his head. He laughed to himself. "As if she would say that."

The girl stirred slightly. "Kakyoin..." She said in a gravelly tone. "I meant it..." She trailed off weakly, before the males cheeks flushed as red as his locks.

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ahem, alexa play the illuminati theme song

aight so aliens? maybe.

aztec? definitely.

also kak fluffffffff
and a lil bit of joot but he slept next to her and held her close all night. kak deserves a smooch every once in a while-

anyways;

make sure to look both ways before you pull out of a parking lot, otherwise someone might almost hit you while your dad is screaming in the other persons passenger seat.

-dad