"I'm sure that's not true. Have you been making friends since you came here?" Dr. Eto asked

Ayane had to suppress a laugh.

…

Josuke did try to explain to his mom that he saved that girl from getting killed, but it only made her angrier.

"I know your hormones are raging through your body uncontrollably but I don't care how cute she was I'm not going to tolerate you acting so reckless!"

"It's not like that- Ow!" He rubbed his head as she hit him with her shoe.

"There's nothing macho about you acting like such an idiot! That's the policeman's job, dammit Josuke why the hell would you do something so stupid?!"

WACK!

She hit him with her shoe several more times over the next forty minutes or so until finally when she raised her hand to whack him again he grabbed her wrist and hugged her instead.

She began to protest, "Hey! Don't try buttering me up I'm too mad it's not going to work-"

"I'm not. I'm sorry for scaring you,"

His mom sighed, squeezing him back, "You damn well better be," She wiped away a tear while still buried into his shoulder, not wanting him to see but Josuke could tell. "You're still grounded, so get your ass to your room!"

She wasn't much of the grounding type, her wrath was typically enough, but this time she suspended his savings account for the next month. He sighed with relief when he got to his room- he knew she was right to yell at him but damn, what a relief for it to have ended. The whole thing was just painful.

It wasn't about her being cute or not, the bastard pissed him off with the hair comment. He may not have even intervened had that not happened. It wouldn't have mattered how good looking that girl was, she was a grade-A bitch. How ungrateful can you get? She had to of known she would've died if he hadn't intervened, just too damn stubborn and prideful to admit it. She'd gotten him into trouble twice now, once when she didn't let him inside and the second time when he'd saved her. After not letting him in the school building and tripping him by tying his shoelaces together after the incident in class, she didn't even give so much as an apology or thanks. But like, she wasn't even that hot. She was okay. That thing she was wearing smelled really good, like spices. But if he didn't think about how good she smelled she really wasn't all that impressive. Confidence and attitude could be kind of sexy, but she was just annoying and definitely not hot. Not that anybody in their right mind would want to date someone that crazy.

Josuke pulled off his shirt and pants, face planting himself into his pillow with a groan. He was too tired to do his usual skin routine, it'd been a really long day. Not only did he deal with two crazy women, but he'd also found out about stands, his nephew, and angered the guy in the photo that his nephew had told him not to anger. Too tired to worry much, he flicked his lamp off, closing his eyes.

Actually, about five minutes later he did get up and do his usual skincare routine. He couldn't sleep knowing he'd neglected his face. But after that, he did fall asleep really fast, for real this time.

Flick. Flick. Flick.

Josuke groaned, rubbing the side of his head and flipping over.

Flick. Flick. Flick.

This time he opened his eyes, turning to look over his shoulder. There was something sitting on it, flicking his earlobe. He sat up groggily and reached over to turn his lamp on. He squinted, his eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness.

That girls fucking chameleon.

It was in his damn house, flicking his earlobe at 2 in the morning. What kind of bullshit was this?

"Sup?"

Ayane made an up-down movement with her head when he turned to look at her. She was sitting backward in a chair in the corner of his room, smiling smugly. The part of her legs that he could see sticking out from the back of the chair was completely bare, and she wasn't wearing any shoes. Next to her feet was a pile of clothes that weren't his.

She continued, "You're a pretty heavy sleeper. I was about to give up on flicking your ear and just have her smack you in the face. You shouldn't keep a girl waiting like that, Higashkita," She winked, made a tisk tisk sound, and waving her finger.

"Are you actually naked?!"

"Yeah,"

"Like, all the way?" He asked incredulously, looking at her like she was out of her damn mind.

"Do you need proof?"

"Why?! What the fuck are you even doing here!?"

"You should keep it down, you wouldn't want to wake your mommy. She seemed really mad earlier- I can't even begin to imagine how mad she's gonna be if she comes in and sees that you snuck a girl in your room, not to mention that used condom on the floor?"

Josuke moved his legs off the side of the bed, about to stand up but she held out her hand. "Don't do that,"

He tried to stand up, but true colors long tongue had shot out, tripping him and causing him to fall back onto the bed.

"If you come any closer, your mother is going to hear the amazing sex we're having right now. Oh, Oh, Oh!" She began making groaning noises, rocking the chair back and forth to make the floor creak.

"You really are crazy!" He clenched his fists angrily. "You do know that I could tear you apart with my stand without even trying, right?"

"Why do you think I'm standing in the farthermost corner of your room? You had to walk really close to that guy earlier, why wouldn't you have just punched him from further away? It's because your power, the stand, doesn't work from far away. The diagonal measurement of this room is just under 12 feet. I wasn't certain about how close you had to be but considering you still haven't pulled out your stand I'm going to say that I'm at a safe distance. Or maybe you're just enjoying the view too much?"

"And you said I was full of myself," Josuke sneered. His eye twitched angrily, but even if he used crazy diamond to knock her lights out he'd still have a naked girl in his room that he'd have to figure out how to explain to his mother. She was right, dammit…

"Here's what else I know about you," Ayane continued, ignoring his comment, "You don't just heal people or living things. My shirt should have had two holes in it when that guy stabbed me earlier. One from the front where it entered, and one in the back where it exited when you put the knife into his stomach. You can undo things. Which leads me to my first question,"

True colors tongue suddenly shot out, lassoing around his throat. Josuke gasped in surprise, his hands reaching up to try to tear it off, but it seemed impossible to move.

"I'm not here to hurt you, but don't try to remove it. Right now, setae-like hooks have embedded into your skin and have created a very powerful grip. Your stand is strong, so it's possible you could actually get it off. But you were to rip it off with force, you may tear your skin off,"

"Oh, my bad, I don't know how I got the impression you were trying to hurt me from you wrapping that thing around my neck and threatening to tear my skin off!" He sneered. His mind was racing. Anything he thought of was going to leave him in a pickle thanks to her naked blackmail scheme. It felt weird to want to hit a girl since his mom had always taught him to be a gentleman. But she didn't act like a lady, and she was more capable of holding her own than he'd thought.

"Tell me everything you know about the man in the picture,"

"Go to hell!" Josuke said, but the grip on his throat tightened slightly and all the sudden it was as though he couldn't tell her fast enough, "His name is Angelo Katagiri, he went to juvie for robbery and rape when he was 12, and then he held this kid for ransom but when they found him he was dead and had been raped and castrated,"

"Good, good," Ayane had pulled out her notebook and took notes as he talked, "and how about that picture from earlier with Angelo on it? Can you restore the picture?"

"I already did," His eyes widened in disbelief. Despite what she said, he continued to tug on it but heeded her warning of not using Crazy Diamond.

"Where is the picture?" Ayane asked.

"In my top drawer," True Colors released her grip on him. His neck was sore but seemed pretty unscathed. Josuke coughed, rubbing it tenderly, blinking in surprise as he processed what had just happened.

"See? That wasn't too bad," She said as True Colors crawled over to his nightstand and grabbed the picture. "It took longer than I wanted, but we got the job done,"

"Don't come near me or my house again, or else-"

"Oh! Thank you, that reminds me! Speaking of "or else"' she mocked his attempt at sounding intimidating, "Don't try and follow or attack me when I leave. Your Mom and grandfather's doors are open, and I don't think you want to have to explain why I'm here, do you? Especially not when I smell like your cologne and have this unkempt wrinkled shirt, and the messy hair,"

Ayane spritzed some of the cologne on her that she'd found in his bathroom, flipping her head upside down, pulling the pin out of her hair, and letting it fall. She flipped her head back up, shaking it loose.

So far, Josuke had been doing pretty good at focusing on the fact that there was an intruder in his house using her stand against him to interrogate him for information in the middle of the night. But when she threw her head back like that, his focus wandered toward the part where the intruder was a naked girl just yards away, straddling the chair in such a way that it created some cleavage when she pressed against it and seeing her with her hair so suggestively unkempt…

When he saw her pushing herself to get up from the chair, he snapped out of the trance and quickly turned his head away. He heard her smirk, which reminded him of how very annoying and unbearable she was. Josuke looked down at his crotch.

'Your input is not wanted!' He thought to himself, 'You can't just interrupt me giving her a death wish with… that!'

His crotch wasn't listening very well. He tried to think of a way around her blackmail instead of thinking about his newfound desire to be a chair. This woman was clearly shameless, without self-restraint, and out of her mind. But her plan didn't have any workarounds. Even if he wanted to kill her right on the spot, his family was one thin wall away, and she was out of his range just as she predicted she would be. She'd wake them up before he could do anything.

"Well Higashkita, you certainly know how to give a girl what she wants, but I'm afraid our fun ends here tonight. Your "help" almost got me killed earlier today, I don't need it and now that I've gotten what I wanted from you I don't want anything to do with you. I won't bother you or your family again either, no more late-night surprises so long as you don't bother me again,"

"If you think I'd ever want to help you again after this, you really are crazy. Let me put it to you this way: if you were on fire I wouldn't piss on you,"

"Suits me. If you tried, you'd probably find a way to screw that up too. Later, looser,"

…

Ayane didn't let the smile graze her lips too long, resuming her typical, serious composure. "No, I don't do friends,"