A story of a birthday & murder

Chapter V

"Of course, because I didn't command him anything yet. What about...The World?"

Kakyoin was irritated by Jotaro's behavior especially with such power. He considers Jotaro childish, for acting this way when a simple talk would have sufficed. Kakyoin's only guess is that Jotaro just wants to mess with him. Jotaro stopped time once again, easily escaping Hierophant's tentacles, while Star Platinum returned Kakyoin to the table. Jotaro seized both of Kakyoin's hands and held them over his head, time resumed.

"Jo-Jotaro!" Kakyoin let out a half-moaned gasp, completely unprepared to be found in this scenario again. "Stop it!"

"You'll have to struggle even harder if that's what you want." Because Start Platinum had Kakyoin's hands secured, Jotaro moved in closer, letting go of them. He began slowly laying Kakyoin on his back on the table while continuing to unbutton his shirt once more. "You still have to answer that question. 'Cause it's starting to be frustrating." With his right hand gently moving down to his neck between the fibers of his shirt, Jotaro touched Kakyoin's lips with his left thumb. Kakyoin's hands were tied to the dining table above his head by Star Platinum, preventing him from moving.

"Fuck!" Kakyoin closed his eyes murmuring. "Come on, you are obviously drunk; we should stop now."

"We will stop when you explain to me what the fuck was so nice about being touched like that and why you didn't object to whatever Polnareff said to us." Jotaro was becoming irritated because Kakyoin refused to answer his question.

He completely unbuttoned Kakyoin's shirt. The scar that Dio caused was contrasting with Kakyoin's gleaming white skin. Jotaro looked down at it, then at Kakyoin who shook his head looking away, tears welling up in his eyes. The tentacles of Hierophant Green coiled up around his stomach, concealing the scar. For the time being, Jotaro ignored the stand and placed both his hands on Kakyoin's hips, lightly gripping the skin. Kakyoin remained with his gaze fixed to the side, his expression blank, hoping he would eventually zone out. He heard his belt unbuckle, then the button of his pants opened. Fighting back would make no difference, because Star Platinum was far more stronger than Hierophant Green.

"You still have nothing to say?" Jotaro asked quietly while fiddling his fingers around the elastic of Kakyoin's boxers. The redhead sat still, Jotaro began to wonder why Kakyoin was not moving, so he stepped away to assess the situation. He motioned for Star Platinum to release Kakyoin's wrists. Kakyoin sat in the same position as Jotaro had placed him. When he felt something wrapping around his arms and binding them at the back, Jotaro's initial impulse was to lean in closer, his face colliding with Kakyoin's foot. Jotaro's nose began to bleed, crimson red streams sliding down his lips and chin onto the floor. He was completely unprepared for this, so Kakyoin climbed down the table and elbowed Jotaro in the chest, flinging him against the wall. He quickly buttoned up his pants and buckled the belt, letting the shirt open.

"Do you think I'm THAT weak that you can play with me in whatever way you want?" Kakyoin's voice had never been this low before, and Jotaro was becoming giddy. "What is it like to be unable to move? Aren't you going to stop time again and continue to have fun?" Star Platinum was starting to fade as one of Hierophant's tentacles wrapped around Jotaro's neck, choking him. Even though he could have saved Jotaro till now, he chose not to. "HUH, how do you feel?" Jotaro was shouted at by Kakyoin. "What is it that you are looking for? You want to fuck, to be fucked? I will fuck you UP big time!" With his fist, Kakyoin kicked Jotaro in the ribs. The tentacles of Hierophant stretched from his neck to his lips, sealing it shut, then to his nose. Jotaro collapsed to his knees, struggling to breath.

"Do you believe it was easy for me? To have my insides gouged out? Being in a coma for months. I DIED! I did everything for you and I have no regrets. If the folks who told me you visited me every day weren't lying...I would like to know why you vanished shortly after I woke up. I suffered memory loss and couldn't recall my own or my parents' names. And you know who I asked about as soon as I awoke? YOU, where is Jotaro, how is Jotaro? When we finally met, I felt like I was about to burst with joy." Because Kakyoin's remarks were stinging, Jotaro remained motionless, staring at the ground the entire time. Kakyoin's fists were so clenched that his nails were on the verge of piercing the flesh of his palm. "Pulling this bullshit on me..." Hot tears started to slide down on Kakyoin's cheeks, indicating his pain towards the current situation. "Am I a trophy now? What is the purpose of this head?" Kakyoin moved a step closer to Jotaro and pressed his pointer finger against his forehead. "Because I know this one-" He crouched and grasped Jotaro's privates without hesitation- "has many intentions." Kakyoin waited for a response, so he retracted Hierophant's tentacles from Jotaro's mouth. Kakyoin poured himself a glass of wine and turned back to Jotaro while the brunette was gathering his thoughts, gasping for air. "I fucking love you with all of my heart and soul, and you act like this FOR WHAT?"