Singapore. December 6th, 1988.
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"Ugh! At last!" Polnareff grumbled.
They were finally heading for India, aboard a restaurant car. Sitting between Kakyoin and Polnareff, (Y/N) never took her eyes off the glass of wine Joseph was holding in front of her. It was almost tempting.
"Do you know what will become of Anne?" she asked.
"She was at Singapore station when the train left," the old Joestar replied. "She must have left to meet her father."
"Mmmh... That'd be surprising", the young woman muttered.
"Personally, I don't believe her story," Polnareff added. "But I still miss her a little. Don't you Jojo?"
Jotaro smiled slightly. But he didn't answer.
"I must say that it is very unpleasant for me to have my appearance taken over by a Stand," Kakyoin confessed, meeting the ocean gaze of the teenager in front of him.
The two of them hadn't really had a chance to talk about it, but Kakyoin was especially grateful to have been rid of the impostor. And especially particularly grateful that his two friends were able to recognize with ease the truth from the false. Which wasn't really the case, but it was better to leave him with those positive thoughts.
"Well... It's done... Say, aren't you going to eat your cherries, Jojo? I do not want to sound like a freeloader, but I love them."
He pointed to the cherries on Jotaro's plate. The dark-haired boy immediately exchanged a knowing look with (Y/N) who pouted.
"Can I take them?
- Go ahead.
- Thank you."
Kakyoin gracefully picked up a cherry and placed it on his tongue before twirling it in his mouth. Jotaro again sought the gaze of (Y/N) who gagged thinking of the awful Stand User and his cherries. Polnareff leaned over to whisper in the young woman's ear.
"I wonder what else he knows how to do with his tongue."
She wasn't sure if she should be offended or amused, so she widened her eyes and burst out laughing before nudging her friend who started giggling like an idiot. Joseph, frustrated at not understanding a word of French, exclaimed:
"Hey! Speak English, I too want to be able to laugh at the jokes!
- I assure you Mr. Joestar, it is better not to understand everything!" the young woman exclaimed between bursts of laughter which only annoyed the old man a little more.
"If they understood what I was saying, I would already be a dead man!
- You're a dead man if you continue to speak in French, I believe!"
Joseph glared at them and the two French friends laughed harder. After a good giggle which frustrated Joseph and his little knowledge of languages, (Y/N) was brought back to reality by Kakyoin who was gently tapping her shoulder to get her attention.
"Mmh?
- It's even prettier, the French language."
Polnareff started giggling like a hyena. (Y/N) had to make every effort in the world not to burst out laughing.
"Oh yeah? Haha, you think?
- Mm-mmh! I would love to try to learn while traveling! It could keep us busy!"
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