Morioh, Japan. June 17th, 1999.
That evening, when she arrived at the Trattoria Trussardi restaurant, the meeting place for Jolyne's birthday, (Y/N) was not very early. Not because she had taken longer than usual to get ready, no, but because she had struggled to wrap the little Kujo's present. And no sooner had she entered than the girl was throwing herself into her arms. The young woman chuckled slightly as she lifted her off the ground with one hand, the small package in the other.
"Happy Birthday Jolyne!
- Thanks!
- Well! What a welcome! Is it for me or for your present that you're excited about?
- A bit of both!" the little girl honestly cried, which made the Italian laugh a little more.
(Y/N) put her back on the ground, before handing her her package. Jolyne took it with stars in her eyes. It was this moment that Mary chose to come and greet (Y/N).
"Oh, hello Mary.
- Hello (Y/N), it's nice to see you. Say Jojo, you are spoiled! What do we say?
- Well, I didn't even open it!
- Haha, she's not wrong on that one", (Y/N) defended her, amused.
Mary chuckled. And Jotaro appeared behind her, his face closed. Almost immediately, (Y/N)'s smile disappeared.
"... hello (Y/N).
- ... hello Jotaro."
A little embarrassment set in but luckily for them, they were distracted by Jolyne who was tearing up the wrapping paper with gusto. She pulled out a stuffed animal and jumped to her feet to show her parents. Or rather, her father especially. Because getting his attention seemed to be one of her priorities.
"Dad! Dad! Look! Look!
- ... a shark?" Jotaro said.
"Not just any shark", (Y/N) pointed out. "A scalloped hammerhead shark."
Jotaro was touched in the heart by this remark which had just awakened a memory in him. He sketched the shadow of a smile but quickly hid it by lowering his cap over his face. However, (Y/N) had noticed it, and she couldn't help but smile too. Jolyne proudly held out her plushie to show it proudly to her mother. It was one of the most adorable little blue and green hammerhead sharks.
"Say, Jojo. Now that you've opened it, what do we say?
- Thank you (Y/N)!!"
Jolyne fell on her neck again, her little shark in her hands, a huge smile on her face. (Y/N) lifted her off the ground again to carry her in her arms, reflecting the same smile. Seeing his daughter in the Italian's arms, Jotaro felt a twinge in his heart, and he left to sit down at the table with the others. The two women exchanged a warm look before following him. (Y/N) greeted everyone and was extremely well received, as if everyone was eagerly awaiting her arrival. She settled down between Joseph and Polnareff, Jolyne comfortably seated on her lap.
"You are resplendent today, chérie," the Frenchman whispered to her.
"What do you mean, "today"?" she repeated, a smirk on her lips.
"You are always resplendent, but today even more.
- Ah yes, I prefer that.
- Look at my shark, gramps!" Jolyne exclaimed, handing it to Joseph.
At the other end of the table, Jotaro didn't seem to want to take his eyes off his daughter. Or maybe off (Y/N), it was all uncertain from where she was.
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〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement
FanficBorn of a French mother and an Italian father, (Y/N) is a very ordinary young girl. At least that's what she would like to claim. Because the truth, here it is, (Y/N) can see ghosts. Would this just be a simple paranormal ability? Or would that powe...