They should've been taking a bath and changing clothes so they could be allowed to have dinner, but Joseph was too excited to clean up. He was very eager to show Caesar what he had learned to do.

It was a simple trick with Hamon that made his mask pop off of his face - he believed it could be considered as a new training technique since he had refined his Hamon to make that possible.

But Caesar was neither surprised nor pleased; in fact he was angry - he was such an ass.

He told him to stop doing the trick, so in defense Joseph proclaimed that he taught himself to learn something useful. Caesar told him it was a cheat, but he argued that he didn't need to sleep with the mask on.

And that's when it all started ...

It begun with no more than a simple exchange of blows, no intent to hurt each other present. But of course, with those two it just wasn't possible to keep it at such low levels. An untimely blink from Caesar when he managed to landed a punch on Joseph's face finally made Joseph lose it. He quickly jumped and grabbed Caesar's legs in the process, raising him up and then throwing the both of them on the floor.

From there it was going down hill; the punches became slaps and hair-pulling, and even pinches were used.

It was a dirty fight lacking technicality and elegancy, and at some point Caesar decided to make it even more unfair. Without a warning he landed a peck on Joseph's lips, with his own lips full of Hamon - a simple kiss but with devastating effects.

Joseph's hair stood up, seemingly due to have taken a shock. And Caesar, seeing his reaction and hearing the characteristic screeching of "OH MY GOD!", started laughing nonstop. He laughed so hard and so much that he was practically crying, while Joseph was trying to lower and tame his hair.

Joseph didn't share Caesar's happiness. Because he was the unfortunate victim, it wasn't exactly near as funny to him as it was to the blonde. So naturally, he did what anybody else would do and decided to punish the Italian. Joseph menacingly approached Caesar, and with a swift tackle he began to tickle him.

Caesar fought back but it was in vain against Joseph's attack.

"Stop! I'll ... I'll pee!"

"Hehehe! You asked for it, Caesarino!"

"Jo...JoJo! Hahhahaha sto ...stop!"

After all was said and done, the tiredness had gotten to them and they both gave up. Now both of the men were lying on the ground in a heap so close together that you couldn't tell who was who.

They could feel each other's heartbeat and breathing clear as day. Joseph felt like he could stay there for the rest of the night, but Caesar caught his attention with a few light pats on his back.

"JoJo ... we are tired and..pretty sweaty, so let's go take a bath."

Joseph gave a frustrated sigh - it had felt so good there! Besides, he was almost asleep before Caesar decided to wake him up. With some difficulty he reluctantly got up to let Caesar be free to get up as well. Joseph simply turned around and laid on the ground looking at the sky.

Caesar stared at Joseph for a while and then scratched his neck to draw his attention.

"Let's go bathe, JoJo."

Joseph stared at Caesar - the fatigue had really affected him and it took a while for him to fully understand the invitation. When the gears in his head clicked in place and he realized what he said, he quickly got up and ran toward Caesar. He took him by the waist and threw him on his shoulder running into the mansion, much to the protest of Caesar himself.

"We were friends, almost brothers ... although brothers is a very strange term if you think about how we spent our last days together."

Kakyoin looked with interest at , the old man sometimes was a little annoying but he also was so full of life, so different from most people his age - to Kakyoin, Mr. Joestar could be a very strange man but he surely did have a lot to tell.

"At some point we become more than friends. At the time I didn't know what I felt for Caesar, I only wanted to be close to him. I enjoyed his presence, his humor. I felt relieved and in peace when I was with him. But unfortunately I was young, naive and without much experience in life and I hadn't realized what I felt for him... only when he died, I realized... I realized that I loved him."

Another minute of silence, another sip of whiskey.

"But we were in the 30s; do you have any idea what it was like to have been two men together during those years? ..."

Kakyoin had a fairly good idea of how it should be, because even nowadays it was something frowned upon. If that's how things were now, then when Mr. Joestar was young it must've been something no one would dare to talk about. Despite it all, Mr. Joestar seemed to have no problems with it-he didn't seem like the type of person to obey social conventions. Kakyoin opened his mouth, but Mr. Joestar interrupted him.

"I... we ... felt invincible. Prejudice, war, pillar men, or my imminent death…nothing could stop us, nothing could separate us ... nothing but ourselves ..."

At some point they ended up in the tub.

Joseph thought it would be strange but in the end it seemed natural. They spent so much time together that there was simply no awkwardness between them - regardless of the situation.

Yet with all the possible opportunities and connotations, they did nothing else-they just bathed.

The only urge Joseph had to resist was the urge to play with the bubbles or crack a joke or two. Even when Caesar pulled him towards himself and began to wash his hair, he saw and felt no malice.

If asked what he would feel or what he would do in a situation like that, Joseph would say many things; that he would beat the crap of the son of bitch who tried to get to friendly with him or that he would never bath with another man, nothing against them but he wasn't a homo. But now that he was in that situation he just felt like a kid enjoying the feel of Caesar's fingers massaging his head and playing with the soap in the water.

It was a simple fact but it meant the world to him - how he and Caesar had changed with one another in such a short time. From not wanting to even be near the same place to being as close as brothers.

Joseph, despite his seemly naivety, had clearly noticed that hat they had wasn't normal. No matter how close they were, this closeness was far from normal; friends don't kiss each other, friends don't feel each other up and friends don't bathe together - at least not in the way they were bathing.

So without fear Joseph took Caesar's pulse and they exchanged glances, Joseph turned getting in front of Caesar and proceeded to pull Caesar's legs. What he was trying to do was put him on his lap, but his attempt was unsuccessful and Caesar slipped. Seeing the shit happen, Joseph tried to pull Caesar to himself, and Caesar, seeing that he was slipping, sought Joseph for support. Both of them ended up hitting their heads.

"Aargh ... what the hell!"

"You could be a little more careful, Caesarino!"

"Me?!"

Joseph knew that he could have what he wanted-that Caesar also wanted something more-but he was his own enemy.

Was it really too much to ask for a single romantic moment?

"Mr. Joestar ..."

Kakyoin brought him back to the present, why did he have to remember these things?

"I was young and stupid ... And because of me, he went alone...h-he died alone ... I haven't had a chance to apologize. And at the time, it may have made me numb but I have never forgiven myself."

Noting the silence of Kakyoin, Mr. Joestar turned to look for the boy.

Despite being very different could see some resemblances in his grandson's journey and his own. Avdol, Joseph and Kakyoin - he felt that those kids were Jotaro's first real friends.

Especially Kakyoin; he felt like they were Kakyoin's first friends as well.

Similar to how Caesar was his, and he was to Caesar - so similar it was scary.

"You know the Joestar's greatest weakness?"

"Eeerrrmm ... no."

"Our weakness are the people we love. It's always been this way... my grandfather, my father and mother, myself and Jotaro too... We are willing to die for the ones we love."

Mr. Joestar said, setting down the now empty glass on the bar and standing. "So we will find the bastard who is using my memories against me! They're using my little Caesar as a weapon to destabilize us and for that we will beat the crap out of him!"

Kakyoin smiled, that was the Mr. Joestar he knew. He was back to his normal self, with the vibrant eyes full of energy and ready for action, he was someone who not backed away from the danger - so like Jotaro in those times.

They got up and walked back to the bedroom, Mr. Joestar stumbling on the steps in the process.

~~~~ FLASHBACK - YOUNG JOSEPH ~~~~

He had it all planned.

Okay, well…Maybe not everything, but he had several ideas in his head.

It had all started when they were on the mainland shopping for Lisa Lisa - but what did that have to do with their training? Nothing, but he didn't bother to ask because the last time he did she made him run ten rounds around the mansion. TEN! ROUNDS!

Even if it had nothing to do with training, he and Caesar were going to the mainland. In the presence of Caesar, he had expected the Italian to court any beautiful women who gave him attention - that annoyed him to no end, and it has annoyed him since the first time he laid his eyes on Caesar-but what could he do? Caesar seemed to try to pick up ladies subconsciously.

But then he saw Caesar receive wine, specialties and breads. He decided he wouldn't bother himself with it, but all this pampering was coming from other men - and the worst part is that Caesar seemed to encourage that. Without batting an eyelash he accepted the gifts and was very kind to them.

But what made him lose it was when one of them gave a sunflower to Caesar and that seemed to have affected him in a way he never saw before. The blush on his cheeks, the innability to talk, he wanted to be the one to do it to Caesar.

Why?

He didn't know.

Since that moment, he was thinking about what he saw and what to do - Suzie made fun of him by saying he was jealous.

As if!

He... jealous ?!

Never!

And then came their break. They went to the mainland again, and this time he would leave Caesar without words - of course it all started wrong with them fighting on the boat and him falling on the water, having to swim to the boat, irrationally fearing that Caesar was going to left alone in the sea.

On land, they soon provoked each other and Caesar had stopped to flirt a young lady (again) but nothing would stop him. He was prepared for anything, even if he was nervous, he reminded himself that he had spent hours planning what to do.

When they stopped to eat ice cream, Joseph gained an unbelievable confidence. After he made a bathroom stop he would do it…he would kiss Caesar!

Suddenly those guys with psychic powers appeared and ...

Caesar!

They took Caesar!

His little Caesar!

~~~~ HOTEL ROOM ~~~~

The exchange of glances were strange.

Everyone looked at each other and nobody did anything until Jotaro decided to ask what that superhuman strength they all saw was.

"How can you do that? That force of you is not human."

Caesar looked at Jotaro and calmly explained.

"Have you heard of Hamon?"

Jotaro had definitely heard of it before; the Hamon was the reason for his great-grandmother appear to be much younger than she really was, but otherwise he never learned more explanations and he did not ask for more.

"Yes. But not too much, I didn't know it granted physical strength."

"Not only physical strength but also resistance, regeneration and even some sort of control of simple elements." Caesar enthusiastically said, smirking.

"That explains my great-grandmother."

"Great grandmother?"

Jotaro nodded. "Yes. My great-grandmother Lisa Lisa."

And everyone could see Caesar's face lighting up and a smile appear.

Avdol was still in his corner, and found he could understand why Mr. Joestar had admired the young Italian; it was because the boy had his own brilliance.

"Wow... this is a shock, but ... wow!"

Among the 'wow' neither Caesar nor the others one noticed Joseph woke up with wide eyes. He was trying to locate him and understand what was happening, he was ready to attack when he saw Caesar at his side.

His Caesarino was beautiful.

He was so preoccupied since the last he saw of Caesar, he was on the ground asking for his help. Seeing him perfectly fine and happy, he couldn't hold back and he got up out of nowher. This caused everyone to suddenly stand on guard and be ready to attack, but Joseph just desperately embraced Caesar.

"Caesar."