Kill la Kill + Jojo's crossover with an OC stand user using a not-so-OC stand.
Why?
Cuz why not?
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure is not mine, and neither is Kill la Kill. They both belong to their respective owners.
This fanfic is...
I have officially ran out of chapter name ideas and have resorted to a French dictionary.
Also, writing in character is hard.
Also Also, this is the longest chapter yet, at roughly 9.5-10k words! Which means plenty of good 'Silver Fibers (OC Stand User x Kill la Kill) Wattpad Story by Entity-1125' action after over a month's wait, am I right?
'This goddamn idiot!' Ryuko paced across the deck of the Naked Sun (a name which was 100% Mikisugi's perveted idea), carrying an unconscious Toshiro in her arms. 'Going on in and just taking on Nui by himself like that, getting surrounded by COVERs - Is he TRYING to get himself killed?! And now I've gotta carry his unconscious ass outta here! Where the hell is Mako?!'
Right on cue, Mako began yelling her over.
"RYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKO! OVER HERE!" Right beside her, the other Mankanshokus were performing 'medicine' on the people getting removed from the COVERs. Ryuko wasted no time in sprinting over to the location.
At the scene, all of the Mankanshokus were hard at work - Sukuyo, Mako and Mataro were carrying people back and forth to Barazo, who, as the doctor-on-hand, was performing his usual treatment of excessive bandages.
"Alright bring him over and I'll get him wrapped up with the rest! Dr. Mankanshoku is on the case!"
As if that was a good thing.
Ryuko obliged anyway - She trusted him enough that he wouldn't screw it up that bad. Barazo worked with lightning speed and precision, such that she couldn't even keep up with his movements.
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By the time she blinked Toshiro was damn near mummified into a roll of bandages, which proceeded to roll off the operating table into a (surprisingly) neat row of other bandage rolls.
"I don't think he could injure himself any more in that state." Senketsu observed. Ryuko hummed in agreement. Now with the immediate concern taken care of, she took a moment to reassess her feeling about his recent actions.
Yes, he had taken on Nui by himself like an idiot, but he won. He (quite literally) disarmed her - a feat which created a mixture of satisfaction (as Nui's person and ego were both wounded), pride (as Toshiro did it, in spite of her fears)... and, admittedly, a twinge of jealousy (as it wasn't her doing it, after all Nui had done to her specifically).
On top of that, he... 'Restored' her true self, breaking Ragyo's grip on her. Might not be the best way of putting it, but Ryuko would rather die than say anything like 'rescued' or 'saved', lest her pride and identity as the great 'Kanto Vagabond' fell to pieces. She wanted the truth to be that Toshiro just 'pushed' her in the right direction, that she would've come back regardless, but she couldn't be so certain...
