Just a little feeling.

: 12 :

The four of them stood in the kitchen, Josuke's fists were clenched, Koichi had a face of determination. But the beads of sweat were visible on his pale skin, while Yukako glared at Rohan who was still unfazed.

Josuke stepped closer to the sink as he retrieved a glass from the cabinets. His blue eyes glistened with integrity and perseverance, both eyes locked on the sink. His purple aura emitted as a sign that he was still on guard, but not in any way ready to fight in case this would be deemed a failure.

The jojo's hand lowered his glass under the tap as he slowly turned the handle. The fear in Josuke was high but he didn't dare show it, he had a suave reputation to uphold. And with Rohan there, he was not going to risk his cool no matter what.

A small squeak of the handle made Koichi jump but everyone else was more focused if water would come out normally, or a surprise was in store for them.

As the handle continued to turn, no water came out. Even as the teenager had hit the maximum mobility the handle could go. A gasp of astonishment escaped Josuke, as the flood of water has started to pour down into the cup.

The silence in the room was broken by the sound of laughter, laughter from the manga artist. Pointing a finger at the now irritated Jojo. "See, Jojo? As I stated. There is nothing strange going—" The water had automatically stopped, which caused Josuke to take a step back. His guard was back up, with a tilt of his head back he shouted, "Step Back!" Crazy Diamond had appeared in front of the teenager who worked as a shield from the group.

Black liquid sprayed out from the faucet, while little holes appeared to burn through the metal. Causing more and more of the black liquid to emit throughout the area. This was obviously odd to the bunch, but the only one who was not admitting it was indeed Rohan. As the liquid continued, Josuke and the other three stepped as far away as the liquid could reach. Looking to be no more than a good 2 yard radius. 

When it was cleared, they all looked at each other. Than at Josuke as expecting to be some logical explanation for this scenario. His lips perked with his shoulders hunched as a response of being put on the spot when he had no answer besides it being a possible stand ability. The silence was broken with the point of a finger to the manga artist, a snarky grin on the Jojo's lips. "Well, Rohan? What was that we witnessed? I'm sure you're not the type to hire a terrible plumber now would you?" he snapped as his head tilted. Waiting for a response from Rohan, who's cheeks appeared flushed in embarrassment of the comment. "You have some nerve speaking to me like that, Josuke!" Rohan retorted with a hand on his hip, keeping his gaze away from the Higashikata. "We don't really have time to be arguing, you two." Yukako said sternly, his upper lip perked up from how irritating this all was.

Koichi shuffled his feet awkwardly before speaking up, keeping his eyes focused on the sink, that was now dripping with black liquid. The beads of the liquid looked more lively than the average water droplet. "Believe it or not, Rohan. This has to be from a stand ability, this is out of the ordinary. And you mentioned you had your pipes examined so that clears the possibility of something very strange or not." he spoke in a calm manner, hitting his fist on his open hand determinedly. Rohan sighed with his bottom lip poking out in a pouting formation, he stood there with his hand still propped on his hip. "You're a reliable guy, Koichi. And I can finally agree to say that this is indeed very odd. But in no way is this a dangerous ability, since we have no clue if consumption of the liquid or touching the liquid is even dangerous or even worse- fatal." the artist pointed out.  The other three nodded in agreement, Josuke pointed a finger at the faucet again. "It was either strong or toxic enough to blow holes in the faucet though, like my original plan. We check out what the plumbing company gets their hands on at school to see the damage. Or even the culprit of this ability."

 Turning back to face the group, he tapped a finger on his lip, then pointing at Rohan. "Are you willing to help us out, Rohan Kishibe?" sounding more as a comment than an actual question. Rohan stood there, his emerald, green eyes glazed over as he processed the question. He rested his hand on his chin and looked down at Koichi who just smiled at the elder. He sighed with a shrug. "Might as well. I need some inspiration for my manga, anyways."