**KURO'S POV**

We arrived at the Higashikata household late in the evening in a taxi. Jolyne sat in between the two of us as we rode home, holding both of our hands. After all, why would we take her back to the police when almost all the policemen were in S city? Ms. Tomoko was out for the night for a business trip with a couple of other teachers, making this situation less complicated. I decided to stay over as well because I think Jolyne would feel more comfortable with another girl around. We had to stop at Kameyu to buy Jolyne and me some clothes and toiletries for a sleepover. Once we entered, I taught Jolyne that in Japan, we take off our shoes before we enter the house. I also had to remove her pants at the door since the last thing I want is Ms. Tomoko confronting Josuke about mud on her carpets. After undressing Jolyne, I realized that she rubbed a large proportion of mud on my shirt and skirt the last time I picked her up. Josuke placed down the various bags from Kame Yu on the kitchen table and grabbed his house phone.

"Kuro, I'll call my mom to ask if I can use her credit card for dinner. What do you wa-" I could feel Josuke's deep ocean blue eyes staring in my direction as I removed my shirt and skirt. "W-what-why are you stripping?!" His face turned crimson as he turned around, trying to act like a gentleman I assume. He had already removed his long high school jacket, revealing his yellow zipper tank top and his muscular form.

"Oh shush," I said, grabbing Jolyne's hand. "I don't want to track mud in your house. We're going to take our bath first. I would appreciate it if you get us some towels and bring us a new bar of soap." The two of us stroll into the bathroom as if it was our own house. I've been over his house countless times and slept over as if Ms. Tomoko was my second mother. Today wouldn't make a difference compared to a few years ago. Once we got in and closed the door, the small child jumped up to me.

"Miss Kuro! Miss Kuro."

"Yes?" I began to untwist her braids to undo her twin buns.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

"Sure."

"Remember when I fell into the puddle of mud and I hurt my knee?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Yea?" Where is this going?

"Well when Josuke made my knee feel better, I saw a pink figure come from behind him! He looked really cute."

I blinked a couple of times, trying to comprehend what the little girl just told me."...What?"

"Well when Josuke-"

"Just hold on a moment." I put my hand up to stop her from speaking as I tried to comprehend what she just said. I manifested Iron Maiden right behind me. Jolyne's eyes twinkled as they grew in size. "You can see her?"

"Yea! Your friend looks cool too!" She nodded her head gleefully. I completely forgot about the phenomenon of stand users attracting other stand users. Maybe like the invisible baby her stand made her get lost from her dad. I'm not too sure how to explain what a stand is to a child since I got my stand when I was a bit older than her, but maybe Josuke could help her out.

I gave her a reassuring smile, knowing that one day in the future, having a stand will only bring her trouble. "Thank you! We can talk about these "friends" a bit later, ok? Now lift your arms so I can take your shirt off."

"Ok!" Jolyne turned to the wall and faced her back towards me. I started to peel away her stained black and white webbed shirt. The moment her shirt went over her arms, everything came together. Dumbfounded, my mouth hangs open as my eyes bulge. "My daddy also has a friend."

A faint purple birthmark was placed right behind her shoulder.

A faint purple mark…that could only mean...

"...JOSUKE!"

footsteps grew closer towards the door which was then followed as a knock. "I'm here with the towels Kuro!" Josuke opened the door with his eyes closed as he entered the bathroom with the items I requested.

I turned Jolyne's back towards him. "Look."

Josuke reluctantly kept his eyes shut as his cheeks tinted. "Kuro, I'm trying to be a gentleman! It's hard when you ask me to look at you naked!"

"Just look, dummy! We're not naked." He slowly peeked at his eyes. I pointed directly at Jolyne's birthmark. His reaction was the same as mine. "Isn't your birthmark exactly like this?"

"Yea...the Joestar birthmark."

"A girl comes from the States and loses her tall father in the shopping center. He's wearing a hat and a purple sweater. Her father loves dolphins and is a Joestar. That could only mean one thing." The two of us nod our heads in sync.

"Is your last name...Kujo?" The two of us ask in unison.

"How did you know?"

"JOTARO HAD A CHILD?! But how?!" Jotaro's uncle can't even fathom the idea of his 28-year-old nephew loving a woman enough to have a child since we all assumed that he hated every girl that had feelings for him. He looks at the floor as if he's having an existential crisis. "That doesn't make sense."

I crossed my legs and held my head up with my hand. "I guess it makes a little bit of sense."

"How so?"

"Yea Jotaro is pretty anti-social, but no matter what he's still a grown man."

"Where are you heading with this?"

I divert my eyes from his. "I'm saying that no matter how you look at it, he's a grown man, and grown men have sex."

"Kuro!" His face heated up.

"What?! Everyone does it at some point!"

"Yea but not in front of Jolyne!" I completely forgot that a six-year-old child was in the room as we conversed with my mature topic.

"Miss, Kuro," she cocked her head to the side. "What's s-"

"Josuke, why don't you call Jotaro's cell!" I try to save my dignity at the last second. "He must be worried sick! I'll make sure you're all clean and comfortable. Your dad should be here by tonight, Ok?" I turned to Josuke and nodded my head, telling him to leave.

Jolyne and I cleaned took turns washing each other's backs. I had to deep clean her nails to remove any traces of debris in them. Washing her hair was the hardest thing to do. Removing each twist of the braid, soaking each clump with a conditioner to untangle any locked strands, and making sure that she was rid of all dirt before she left the bathroom. Once cleaned, we soaked in the bath together while Jolyne sat on the other end played with a cute rubber ducky that we bought from Kame Yu.

After bathing, we dried ourselves off and changed into our new attire. I had no idea how to style her hair so I formed a messy bun at the top of her head. By the time the two of us came out fully dressed, Jotaro was here, sleeping on the couch. Bags covered his eyes and his hat, covered in sweat and dirt, rested on his stomach. The man looked like he's been to hell and back. Jolyne jumped on her father's stomach, causing all the air in his lungs to immediately escape in one cough. As they hugged it out, Josuke explained how Jotaro left his eye off of Jolyne for one second and she disappeared. She was sent from America to visit her dad for a few days. Jotaro thought she was kidnapped by an enemy stand user and ended up searching like hell for her (which is not completely false). He was relieved when his nephew called him and told him that we found his daughter. The visit was quick, just like Jotaro's way with words. Before they left, Jolyne wrapped her small arms around Josuke and me and beamed. "Bye uncle Josuke! Bye, auntie Kuro! I had a lot of fun."

"I hope you visit Morioh again soon!" I requested as I squeezed her back.

"Yea! We'll be waiting for you Jolyne."

The father lowered his cap and allowed himself to show a faint smile. "Good grief." Jotaro handed the plush dolphin and bent down to meet eye to eye. "Jolyne, you can go ahead and get into the taxi. I have to talk to your uncle...and auntie first."

Jolyne nodded her head and disappeared into the night as Jotaro stood up and faced us, removing his "caring dad" face and changed his tone to be more serious. "Kuroko, Josuke, be careful. The robber at the S bank earlier today was a stand user, and he was killed this evening."

"What?" The two of us shout in unison. Josuke scratched his pompadour lightly, making sure not to destroy the perfect condition it was in. "How do you know? I haven't watched the news since this afternoon, but did you see their stand?"

"This is just a hypothesis, since the only information I was able to get my hands on from the police report and on the TV broadcast." Jotaro pulled a small black notebook out of his jacket and scrolled through the notes. "A man in his thirties took a blonde-haired girl hostage at the bank with a large pistol and small bombs taped on his chest. He tried to flee in a stolen car but died 10 kilometers away from cardiac arrest while driving. He had no signs of a pre-existing medical condition before the robbery. Luckily the hostage after that was saved after that."

"How the hell did he get a gun and bombs in Japan?!" I query.

"This guy sounds like he came straight out of an American action movie," Josuke commented.

"That's the thing. And when I called the S city police department afterward, the only physical injuries the man had on his body was a small hole in his torso. He went to the hospital a week ago complaining that he was shot with something behind his back. Even though he's was a stand user, he was killed by someone that had the ability to make his heart stop without touching him." Josuke's nephew eyed his uncle down, knowing that he would be the first one to do something stupid. He stepped back into the house and repeatedly pushed Josuke back with his index finger. "We're facing an extremely dangerous enemy. Whatever the two of you do, if you somehow come in contact with this person, don't confront them! Runaway as quickly as you can. If you try to fight them yourself, I can't ensure your safety, let alone help you in time." He placed his hands in his pocket and sighed. "Good grief. I'm not too sure if this person knows who is and isn't a stand user in Morioh. Try to keep a low profile for now. Bye." He shut the door as if that grim lecture nothing happened, leaving Josuke and me with a foul atmosphere.

A few seconds pass and my stomach started to growl. "I'm craving barbecue " I casually cut the silent dramatic atmosphere as I walk towards the kitchen with both my hands behind my neck. "Is there a yakitori place that delivers in Morioh?" I grab the phone book off the table and start flipping through the pages.

"Aren't you scared?" Josuke asked with his hand on his hip. "Jotaro just told us that we're about to face a dangerous stand user."

I remove my eyes from the phone book for a moment. "Yea but as he said, we aren't supposed to look for them, and there's nothing we can do as of right now. For now, let's chill out and get something to eat. Is Yakitori ok?"

He let out a massive sign. "Yea, sure. Let's get Yakitori.

The young Joestar called the barbeque skewers restaurant and got two sets of 10 skewers with a variety of meats, veggies, and sauces. I offered to pay him back for the plush dolphin and dinner, but he declined. As we devoured our meal, an idea popped into my mind. "Josuke,"

"Yea?"

"Do all Joestars have that birthmark?"

"Yep. Mr. Joestar, Jotaro, and I have it.

I placed my hands on his broad shoulders and looked him dead in the eyes. "Promise me. When you have a child, you never leave them alone, no matter what!"

My tall friend gave me a peculiar look. "Ok? I mean, I wasn't planning on doing so. Why did you bring this up?"

"Because I have a theory. I think I'll call it "The Joestar Theory". If you're a dad and you have a drop of Joestar blood in you, you're destined to be a terrible father!"

"Why?!"

"It runs in your family! Your dad left you, Jotaro left Jolyne and she barely even sees him, even Jotaro's dad left him!" I cupped his cheeks, making his lips puff out like a duck. "If we ever had a child-"

Josuke immediately pushed me away and crawled to the opposite side of the floor. For some strange reason, his cheeks flushed as he started to hyperventilate. "Hold on for a moment! Just give me time to wrap my head around what you just said." I waited for his breathing to settle. "So you're saying if we had a child?"

"Yes if you became a father and you left my child, I will follow you to the ends of the earth and kick your ass!"

His face was still red. A heavy ton of regret pushed onto my heart. I clenched my arm with my hand and lowered my head. These moments have started to pop up more often the more I hang around him. I can't tell if I'm going overboard with what I say, or I'm letting off too strong of a presence. Now that I think about it, he had the same reaction when I took off my close by the front door. I'm not conscious about my body enough to care, but maybe he was? Maybe he didn't like looking at my skin, even though what I was wearing was the equivalent of a swimsuit. "I'm sorry. Did I say something weird?"

"No! It's fine!" My friend scratched the back of his head and looked away. "I just wasn't expecting to have a conversation like that with you." A smirk spread from cheek to cheek. "And kick my ass? That doesn't sound like something you would say."

"Oh shut up," I lightly punched his shoulder. "It would've sounded childish if I said, "kicked your butt."

Josuke and I watched romantic comedies and joked around until the two of us got tired and called it quits for the night. I slept in Ms. Tomoko's room to end my stay at the Higashikata household.

**JOSUKE'S POV**

After I took a leak in the middle of the night, I went back to my room to continue my slumber. Kuro was sleeping in my mom's room quietly. It was convenient that my mom was out of town so that I didn't have to share my room or have to sleep on the couch. I snuggled myself underneath the blankets and tried to go back to sleep.

Until the memories of today flowed back.

Including Jolyne's last words.

"Bye uncle Josuke! Bye, auntie Kuro!"

She called us uncle and auntie.

As if we were married. As if we were a couple.

Every single memory fragment of my time with Kuro flooded my consciousness. Asking her out on a date, picking her up by her waist at the store, Helping a child she didn't even know, every time she cared for me before today.

I curled up into a ball of embarrassment and yelled into the closet pillow I could find.

"Kuroko Higashikata". It has a nice ring to it.

I saw her almost naked today. Twice. Her pink and red striped panties and bra accented her crimson hair and highlighted cheeks. Plus, her bra was slightly too big around the cup area. If I took one more step into the bathroom, I could've seen everything.

And then she was just talking about us having a child.

A child with the star birthmark on their shoulder.

But to have a child, we would have to get together.

And...well…to do that...I would have to touch her.

Wrap my hands around her waist like this afternoon.

And then...

Lewd and perverted ideas bombarded my existence, each one is stronger than the last. In a matter of minutes, the elastic waistband of my pajama pants stretched. I put my hands under my underwear to feel a wet and sticky sensation.

I can't take this anymore. This is the second time this week. I need to tell her how I feel.

A/N: Hello! Thank you for reading this story! The next chapter will take a lot longer to complete. Each chapter is starting to get longer and longer, so I decided to chop it up into three parts. Thank you for your understanding.