First of all, it must be said that Jotaro is eighteen. Eighteen, and old enough to know better. It doesn’t stop him from falling in love with Joseph Joestar.
Hence why he's decided to invite Kakyoin Noriaki over for the summer holidays. Jotaro honestly can't think of anything that kills his boner faster than Kakyoin trying to explain why the maraschino cherry is an abomination to tastebuds all over the world. It’s just a cherry, man. Leave it alone.
‘Summer, eh?’ Kakyoin says wistfully. ‘Summer is a time for great romances.’ It’s the last day of school, and Jotaro has definitely invited him over in no uncertain terms to come crash at his grandfather’s seaside bungalow.
Jotaro packs his bag silently. Undeterred, Kakyoin clears his throat.
‘Great romances. And, might I add, I’m giving up a very exciting trip to a cherry-picking farm in Hokkaido for this. They have over thirty varietes of cherries, yellow cherries, black cherries...’ Jotaro tunes Kakyoin out to hunt down a stray pencil, and finds it on the floor. ‘... Organic cherries, and you pick them right off the branch and eat them. Exciting! Don’t you think so?’
Jotaro stares at him. ‘Are you kidding? You said there were over thirty kinds of cherries and then just started naming the colours of the rainbow.’
Kakyoin elbows him.
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‘Papa, my little Jotaro is excited to see you again!’ Holly announces over the phone, winking at her son. The curry bubbles away on the stove, and Jotaro pulls his cap down over his face to hide his expression. ‘ --Yes, and he’ll be bringing his friend too! OK, bye bye!’
Jotaro has long given up on sneaking past his mother sometime around his third growth spurt. He blames her side of the family for this. ‘I’m home,’ he says politely, and she smiles.
‘Papa was just telling me that he’ll have friends over to the bungalow too, so you should all have a nice, merry little time! Now, are you hungry?’
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‘His hair is so tall,’ Kakyoin whispers as they get on the train. ‘It’s like, twice the length of his head.’ They’re seated a few seats away from a man with silvery hair gelled upwards into an imposing, impenetrable-looking block. His companion is much more normal, if Jotaro doesn’t count the scar across his face. Shiny pink scar tissue across his dark skin, on either side of his nose, and Jotaro wonders how he got it.
‘Stop whispering so loudly,’ Jotaro tells Kakyoin. ‘Go and watch that Cherries of the World documentaries you saved up for this trip.’
Kakyoin huffs, offended. ‘I’ll have you know that it’s a series of documentaries, and the special episode is about how German cherries are dominating the market in Europe right now.’
‘Good grief,’ Jotaro says, and turns to look out of the window.
END CH1
Note: I’ve been thinking about this AU for so long, but it was Kita who spurred me into action.
Notes: In this AU, I’ve aged Joseph and Holly down. They both had kids at 19. Joseph is now 56. Holly is now 37.
Notes 2: Now we know that Jotaro thinks pink is part of ROYGBIV.
Notes 3: using Summer Shakedown by Slow Club is hilarious to me for reasons I must explain to all readers.
