Take my hand (Okuyasu x Reader ) Book 1

Tweezers and phone calls

"I think you need a new waffle iron big brother..." She said calm as could be.

Joseph comes over to her and crouches down next to her worried.

"What happened? Are you okay?" He asked as (Y/N) begins removing the pieces of shrapnel from her skin, it melding almost instantly.

Causing him to do his staple "OH MY GOD?" As he watched her indifference to a majority of the pain, only hissing lightly when a more tender spot was hit.

"I'm fine. I've felt worse." She answered truthfully, remembering the agony from her first breath till the day she met Joseph, as well as the various injuries she had received in her training and tests.

Laurel sits next to Joseph and begins helping (Y/N) remove the pieces, she sighs and turns to Holly, who was just returning with a first aid kit.

"Mrs. Kujo, we only need a pair of tweezers to remove the smaller pieces, thank you though."

Nodding, Holly pulls out a pair, placing them in Laurel's outstretched hand. Turning back, Laurel begins working on removing the smaller pieces, (Y/N) staying calm as could be, no tears in sight. Pulling on one that his a tender spot, the little girl only hisses lightly in protest as the last one is removed.

"How is she healing so quickly?" Asked Holly, who was checking the butler over.

"My Daddy and Father both have accelerated healing, I inherited it."   (Y/N) replied "I'm sorry for what my daddy did to you."

"Your Daddy? Who's your daddy?" Holly asked, confusion passing over her features.

Looking over to Joseph and Laurel she asks with her eyes if she is allowed to tell her. Joseph nodded, having exposed the dio incident to her when he had returned from the escapade to Egypt.

"My daddy is DIO. He caused you stand to almost kill you, and for that I am sorry." (Y/N) responded

The room grew silent as Holly digested the news, a look of surprise on her face, which soon melted into a smile. Her hand finding itself lightly ruffling (Y/N)'s soft locks, causing both sets of green eyes to meet.

"It wasn't your fault, or even his fault, don't be upset okay?" She replied, a frown appearing on her face as she noticed the ripped and bloodied dress the girl now wore. "I don't think that dress is salvageable."

Looking down, everyone noticed it as well. Laurel sighed as she remembers that that was the only dress (Y/N) had.

"This is the only clothing I have." (Y/N) states, dusting it off a little, smearing the blood from her hands on it.

"Oh? Papa! Can I take (Y/N) shopping!? Please?" Holly said, excitement in her eyes.

"You'd have to ask Laurel about that, she is (Y/N)'s guardian after all.

Holly looks over to the blond with hopeful eyes, the woman sighs and nods.

"It would probably be best, but she can't go out in this." Laurel replied gesturing to the dress (Y/N) wore. "I was Planning on taking her shopping anyways."

"I might have a shirt that would make a cute dress for her, until we can get her some clothes. We can even take mama and make a girl's day out of it!" Holly said as she zoomed out of the room, going to rouse her mother for the day and to retrieve the article of clothing for the little girl.

"Come on (Y/N), let's go get you cleaned up, okay?" Laurel said, leading the girl out of the room to their shared room, Joseph watching them leave.

As they walked left his vision, Joseph let's out a sigh. He thinks back to how calm she was and begins laughing lightly.

"She's certainly something, don't you think Burt?"(I actually don't know what his name is so I just made one up.) Joseph said, looking over at the butler, who only nodded and cleaned the rest of the kitchen up.

"Shall I call for a shoffer sir?" Burt asked as he finished his quick clean of the kitchen.

Nodding, the joestar leaves the room and goes to get ready for the day, walking by his wife, and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

~time skip to when everyone is dressed and are about to leave~

(Y/N) had stepped out to allow Laurel to get dressed, respecting her privacy and was with Holly and Suzie Q. After a little while, Suzie asked (Y/N) to go and tell Laurel that their car had arrived. So (Y/N) came to the door and raised her hand to knock, but stopped when she heard the giggles from inside.

"That's a great story Mr. Polnareff!" Laurel said, sounding much lighter than (Y/N) was accustomed to.

For a few muinets, the little girl waits outside, thinking as to why her. Mommy sounded so happy. She had noticed ever since she met the Frenchman, Laurel acted very close to the females in the stories that she had been told. Blushing in his presence, even though she did that with everyone, this time it was different. The answer hit the little girl like Star Platinum's punch had, sudden and hard. Laurel LIKED Mr. Polnareff.     (Y/N) smiles to herself at the thought and opened the door.

"Is that Mr. Polnareff mama?" She asked, causing laurel to jump and turn around, pink dusting her face.

"Yes starshine it is, you wanna say hi?" She asked receiving a nod from the girl, who theb came over to the phone. "Okay, so you see how I hold the phone? You do the same okay? And when he talks you'll hear him, go on and say hi, okay?"

(Y/N) takes the phone and mimics Laurel's previous position.

"Hello?"she says into the speaker, not sure if it works.

"Hey kiddo, how's it going?" Polnareff's voice asked through the strange piece of technology.

"It's going okay, a waffle iron blew up in my face, but I'm okay. What about you?" (Y/N) said, a small smile on her face.

"I'm doing well, it's nighttime over here and I was just about to go get something to eat, glade you guys called though." He said, a chuckle coming from the other side of the phone.

"Mr. Polnareff, do you like my momma?" (Y/N) asks, causing both adults to make a choking sound.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh...I mean....umm...don't tell her, but I think she's cute." Polnareff stuttered out, quiet enough that the blushing Laurel couldn't hear it.

The little girl giggles at this.

"Okay Mr. Polnareff, well we gotta go okay? I hope you sleep well. Bye bye." (Y/N) said and handing the phone back to Laurel after receiving his response, her receiving one as well.

"Mama...do you like Mr. Polnareff?" (Y/N)'s green orbs watching laurel as her cheeks tinted pink.

" Go get in the car hon, let's get you some new clothes." Laurel responded, changing the subject and leading the girl out of the room, a small knowing giggle coming from the girl.