all-american :: jotaro x reader

chapter 17 :: all-american aquarium (p2)

"Aw, WHAT?" I slap my hand of cards down on the tray in front of me as Jotaro takes all of my (literal) chips. Kakyoin crosses his arms, also cleared, and exhales frustrated, his hair floating upwards momentarily before returning to its position. "Well, I guess I was wrong about winning."

He turns to me. "Now you know not to play with someone who won betting with souls," Kakyoin quips. I shake my head. "You can't bet your soul on a game of poker, silly."

"Yeah, you can. Ask him."

I look up at Jotaro, and he looks back, raises his eyebrows for a second before letting them fall back down, In a manner that only tells me that he has a story to confirm.

"Story, please?" I ask.

Jotaro And Kakyoin look at each other the same way people with inside jokes do. Jotaro speaks up - "I'll...tell you later."
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They made us walk to the aquarium, which I would have complained about if it hadn't been 3/4ths of a block away.

It was a bit embarrassing - we were like a herd of bulls heading for a china shop, in a way. By the way we were crowded and the volume everyone was squealing at, you would have thought a stampede was headed for the aquarium.

The place was huge, obviously, but not to mention modern. It wasn't like the gothic museums back in America, the aquarium here was polished and rectangular.

Of course, because we passed bag check and wristbands, and whatever-the-hell, we were stopped to listen for a few words of wisdom - "don't touch this", "don't do that", yadda yadda. Kakyoin and Jotaro was standing on either side of me. I already knew Kakyoin was a man of the rules, judging by the way he crossed his arms and nodded at every sentence. Jotaro, on the other hand, did a signature "Good grief".

And with that, we were in. Of course, bag check took a while because the museum doesn't want anyone taking this fishes home, and when the poor volunteer teenager dug his ruler in my bag he hit it against my camera he drawled off a "no flash".

Finally we were out on the floor with only one condition - be back by 3 for lunch. Doable, it was only 11:50.

The three of us stood in a triangle, wondering what we should do first. It was the first time in a while visiting the aquarium, but something told me it wasn't theirs.

"Y/N, how long has it been since you've been to the Osaka aquarium?" Asks Kakyoin, whilst eyeing down hallways leading to different attractions. Jotaro and I exchange glances. "Uh, a decade or so. I went before I left Japan."

"Great. Let's go see some things, shall we?" And Kakyoin picks a hallways and gestures for him to follow us, before turning and walking off. "We'd better follow the idiot," growls Jotaro, "he's gonna get lost."

So we do. I tried reading the signs in the dim light as I passed them, Jotaro seeming to usher me from behind, and the only thing I could read was the kanji for "large". So I'm gonna guess there's a huge tank up there.

I can see Kakyoin ahead - he looks back every few seconds to make sure we're on his tail, and like the "special departures" hallway at the train station, this one seems to go on and on and on forever. And at this rate, there'd better be something spectacular. My feet are already aching.

I was right.

A blue light - blinding, almost, emits from all around us like an aquatic halo, and eventually, my eyes adjust.

I felt like a kid in a candy shop. The moment I walked in, my jaw dropped, and my eyes seemed to grow.

There was the hugest tank I'd ever seen. It was thirty feet across, so it seemed, and it acted as a wall to the circled floor. It spanned all the way up at least 45 feet to the ceiling, and the arched tanks I was used to seeing in American aquariums couldn't be compared to the one here.