Mori-Oh My Love~ JoJo's bizarre adventure x Soul Eater crossover

Chapter Eight: Restless Nights

Y/N lay in bed, her nightgown clinging to her tired, aching body. Every movement brought a fresh wave of pain, a cruel reminder of the brutal battle with Akira Otoishi. She sighed, trying to find a comfortable position, when she heard the bathroom door open.

Jotaro stepped out, his tall frame silhouetted against the dim light. Dressed in only his pajama pants, he moved with a quiet intensity, his eyes immediately focusing on Y/N. He noticed the way she groaned softly in pain and frowned.

Without a word, he walked over to the small fridge in their room and retrieved an ice pack. Crossing the room, he handed it to her, his expression softening with concern. "Here," he said gently. "This should help."

She took the ice pack with a grateful smile. "Thanks, Jotaro." Placing it against her sore muscles, she felt a soothing relief spread through her body. She pulled the blankets up around her and closed her eyes, hoping for some rest.

Jotaro watched her for a moment, his heart aching. He hated seeing her in pain, especially knowing it was his fault she had been hurt. He settled on his own bed, but sleep eluded him. His mind was a storm of dark thoughts, all centered on Akira Otoishi.

He wanted to kill him. The rage bubbled up inside him every time he thought about Akira hurting Y/N. She was so precious to him, his beloved Meister, and the thought of anyone causing her harm was unbearable. He clenched his fists, trying to push the violent thoughts away, but they kept coming back, stronger each time.

Just as he was about to give in to his darker impulses, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and saw a message from his grandfather, Joseph Joestar. Opening it, he read that Joseph and his old friends from their journey to Egypt were coming into town for a visit.

A small smile tugged at Jotaro's lips. He felt a mixture of happiness and frustration. On one hand, he was glad to see his grandfather and the others, but on the other, his anger toward Akira still burned fiercely. The message had momentarily distracted him from his dark thoughts, but the rage was still there, simmering beneath the surface.

He looked over at Y/N, who had fallen asleep. Her breathing was steady, and she looked peaceful despite the pain she had endured. Seeing her like this, vulnerable yet strong, fueled his determination. He would protect her no matter what. He would find a way to end the threat Akira posed and anyone else who dared to harm her.

But for now, he needed to focus on the immediate future. He typed a quick reply to his grandfather, acknowledging the visit and expressing a brief interest in seeing them. Then, he put his phone away and forced himself to lie down.

As the night stretched on, Jotaro's mind wandered to the past, to the adventures he had shared with his grandfather and the others. They had faced unimaginable dangers and come out stronger for it. He hoped that their presence would provide some much-needed support and perhaps even some answers to the current mystery.

Eventually, exhaustion overtook him, and he drifted into a restless sleep, his dreams filled with images of Y/N, Akira, and the battles yet to come. The night was long and filled with turmoil, but through it all, one thought remained clear: he would do whatever it took to protect Y/N and ensure their safety.

Morning came too soon, the first rays of sunlight peeking through the curtains. Jotaro woke with a start, his body tense and ready for action. He glanced over at Y/N, who was still sleeping soundly. He smiled softly, feeling a surge of affection for her.

Today would bring new challenges, but he was ready. With his grandfather and their friends coming into town, he had allies to rely on. Together, they would face whatever threats lay ahead. And he would make sure that no one ever hurt Y/N again.