Chapter IV

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Jotaro sat down on the bridge with his feet dangling above the pond beneath the bridge, Star Platinum hovered around him, the stand's face was tinged with concern. Star's gaze was drawn to an approaching figure, which turned out to be Avdol on his way to Jotaro.

"Don't worry, Star...may I speak with Jotaro?" Star Platinum didn't move, but he did stare down at Jotaro before returning his gaze to Avdol with a perplexed expression. Such a powerful and controlled stand suddenly troubled and seemed smaller. "I see." Avdol sat next to Jotaro, and waited until he was ready to speak.

After a few minutes, Jotaro let out a sigh. Star Platinum was still there, despite Jotaro shooing him away, which just caused Star Platinum to cross his arms against his chest and raise an eyebrow at Jotaro.

"Your stand does not agree with you..." Avdol snickered and crossed his arms as Star Platinum did. "What is bothering you, Jotaro?"

"He doesn't give a fuck about me..." Jotaro muttered under his breath as he stared at the pond below them. Star laid his hand on his shoulder and turned to face Avdol "When he was in the hospital, I went to see him...daily...before he woke up. I got him down from the water tower and held his lifeless body. I screamed and shouted..." Star Platinum became somewhat upset, which was an exceedingly rare occurrence. He was full of twisted feelings and signals from Jotaro. He didn't comprehend what was going on or how he should react. Avdol provided a soothing glance in an attempt to calm the stand.

"It's evident that you care about him." Avdol reached out with his left hand and placed it on Jotaro's shoulder. "I am convinced he is aware of this. He surely appreciates the time you spend with him and the fact that you are assisting him in regaining his strength. The whole situation is overwhelming for him, especially now with us here."

"Dancing like that with Polnareff. You really didn't have anything to say about it?" Jotaro's voice was beginning to rise a little.

"They were dancing, as you stated, and there's nothing wrong with that. Instead of Noriaki, it might have been you." Avdol said while maintaining eye contact with Star Platinum, his expression was filled with grief. "I understand your jealousy, Jotaro, but please consider talking with him and I can tell you that Jean is not out to steal him. He wanted to dance and have fun; after all, it's a party." Avdol pressed his hand on Jotaro's shoulder, hoping that he would realize that no one would mock his feelings or take Kakyoin from him. Jotaro had never thought of himself as a jealous person, but seeing someone else so close to Kakyoin caused him to get inexplicably upset.

"I destroyed my walls...I almost killed two motherfuckers who made fun of me for caring about Noriaki and insulted him for his condition." Jotaro thought it was time to finally look at Avdol. Tears streaming down his cheeks, Star Platinum was waiting for an answer. He seemed confused, almost wondering why his human was doing this. Perhaps Avdol would be able to tell him.

"Star worries about you, Jotaro. He wants to understand why you're acting this way." Avdol took Jotaro's hands to examine his knuckles "and judging by what I see, he didn't get involved in your rage because he doesn't know where this is coming from." Avdol looked up at Jotaro, who was no longer acting tough. "He was not feeling well when he woke up. He mentioned that he had temporary memory loss. I know it may seem like a lot to ask, but you two need to sit down and talk about it."

"It hurts so much, Avdol, it hurts." Jotaro was attempting to take some deep breaths between hiccups and tears. He kept his head on his knees, hiding his face from Avdol. "I don't want to make him dislike me...I'm not sure why I'm acting this way."

Star Platinum encircled Jotaro, who instantly leaned into the hug. Star had never been seen this gentle; he was the group's fastest, most precise and most serious stand. It was unusual to see him handling the situation with such care.

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