〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement

Chapter 17: Madly.

Nawabshah, Pakistan. December 18th, 1988.

Our heroes resumed their journey in the only vehicle they could find at the heart of Pakistan: a carriage. Enough to say that the trip was going to last much longer than expected. And this time, no way to listen to music to pass the time, there was no radio at their disposal. So boring. They were to go to Karachi, a port city in Pakistan. And the journey was going to take quite a while.

Night would soon fall. The carriage had to stop in the town of Nawabshah as soon as they saw a hotel.

"Let's stop there," Joseph announced, calming the horses. "I'm tired, we'll continue the journey tomorrow. Either way, we're almost there."

The hotel did not seem really refined, quite the contrary. But it was too late to look for anything else. They would have to make do with certainly shabby beds and poorly insulated walls. Joseph went to the reception to reserve the rooms. When handing out the keys, he asked,

"As usual?

- As usu-

- About that, Mr. Joestar..." Kakyoin began with rosy cheeks. "Could I share my room with (Y/N) this time?

- With- Oh.

- Heh??" Polnareff exclaimed, a huge smile on his lips, until the young woman nudged him. "Ouch!

- Please?" (Y/N) added.

- Well... Well yes, I don't see any inconvenience! Jotaro, we'll share the same room, is that okay with you?"

Jotaro said nothing. He just growled. Polnareff wolf-whistled, which cost him another elbow hit in the ribs.

"I take that as a yes," Joseph continued after waiting in vain for an answer. "Polnareff, I'll give you the keys to your room. Kakyoin, (Y/N), there you go.

- Thank you, Mr Joestar.

- You're welcome! Have a good night everyone!"

Ignoring the awkward wink Joseph had just given her, Polnareff's hyena giggles and Jotaro's insistent stares, (Y/N) took Kakyoin's hand and led him to their room. The young man sighed.

"Polnareff is an oaf.

- I know. And again, you don't have the French version, you can't even imagine the nonsense he can say.

- French is such a beautiful language though.

- Not when it's Jean-Pierre, believe me."

The young woman unlocked the door. As soon as she entered, she threw her belongings in a corner and went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water. When she returned to the room, Kakyoin was busy examining the furniture, a hint of worry on his face.

"Is everything alright?

- We only have a double bed...

- Ha! That means Jotaro is going to sleep with his grandfather!"

Kakyoin chuckled, but he shook his head swiftly.

"It mostly means we're going to have to share our bed and-

- Noriaki, that's why we asked for a room together, right?

- I really don't want to disrespect you by going too fast, I-

- Disrespect me? Noriaki, you are the most respectful and respectable boy I know. You don't have to worry about that. The most important thing is to know if you want to sleep with me. Otherwise I can always ask f-