The bright side (Jotaro Kujo x Reader)

Chapter one.

"You know, Japan isn't that bad as you think" my mom mumbles to me. "I guess not" I reply sinking myself in the air plane seat. We left everything in Italy, my mom being Japanese had everything figured out to where we were going to live, the house, the city, the streets, everything.

Basically we left Italy because of the corruption there and my father became abusive and started to disappear from the house for a few days doing who knows what. It became a habit. My mother and Father met each other in Rome while my mother was on vacation and my father was there for business, but he was from Naples. it was just kind of love at first sight for them.

I was born in Italy, my father is Italian and my mother is Japanese, we stayed in America for 5 years and moved to Italy for my fathers business until now, just took a random flight to Japan to get away.

Ive visited Japan many times while growing up, just never had the idea of now moving to japan so of course it's going to be hard.

I stare out of the planes window watching nothing but the clouds and the ocean, I look back at my mom seeing that she's reading and then back out the window. I've lost count of how many hours we were sitting, I was so uncomfortable i can barely feel my butt.

"Japan won't be that bad, they've got great food and people there are friendly" as i thought. I mostly spoke Italian obviously because of school but Thankfully i learned Japanese because of my mom but sometimes I mispronounce the words and start to stutter. How embarrassing.

two of my cousins and my aunt and uncle helped us get our furniture, so we already had a couple of furniture there thank god, and our beds already ready.

I looked straight ahead to the seat in front of me and took a big sigh. My mom looked at me and sighed too throwing an arm around my shoulder. "Come on, you're going to spend your 18th birthday here, liven up." I nodded and gave a bland smile, "Yayyy alright woo hoo" I said sarcastically. Anyways...here i come japan.
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Finally getting into the taxi, I sat next to my mother and put my head on her shoulder. It started to rain softly so the ride home took a little longer. I looked out the window and started to cry a little bit, i left my friends, my school, my home allllll in Italy. I had to start a new life, attending a new school and try to make friends, which is kind of hard for me and to learn the streets and the directions was harder.

Staring out the rain had diminished, i saw many houses nicely organized, many had gardens of bamboo and sand. Had carvings of birds and lions on their doors or simple statues of cranes or religious idols. It was the middle of summer so I saw many kids walking out or bicycle riding, some in groups standing and walking getting ready for their next plan to finish the day.

I was deep in thought, about dad. What could he be doing? does he miss us? does he care? Does he realize he's alone? I felt betrayed and angry. He taught me all you could know about the world and the people, to always stand ny ground and never take anything from no one, never to be shy and just be a social person. But looking at mom you can tell she was more hurt than anything, her dark circles forming under her eyes from restless nights, her swollen eyes from crying from the sudden change.

I held her hand and she looked at me and gave a soft smile. What could go wrong?
As i got to the house, I took in the scenery; It was a beige house, neatly organized with bamboo gardens in the side of the house. A golden door garnished with a bamboo leaf carving and a bird, and a small fountain on the side of the door.

The house wasn't big but it wasn't small, the yard was spacious and was great for only two people.

the living room was big, and infront was a kitchen with a marble table. It had three bedrooms and two bathrooms.

I had no energy to do anything, all i wanted to do was sleep. Mom came in excited, "You like your room?" I nodded gently, it was spacious and it had a closet and two windows. I looked at my phone as it read 6:23 PM.

I started to unpack my clothes, my shoes, the books i quickly packed before leaving Italy, and photos. I lastly took out my laptop and set it on the desk infront of my window and turned it on. I took a quick shower and when i was finally finished it was 10:00 PM.

Mom came in and gave me a hug, "Tomorrow will be fun, don't worry. We're gonna go see your cousins and go shopping for what we need. We're gonna do just fine here you'll see."

I gave her a kiss and hugged her tightly about to cry, "I love you mom"

"I love you too"
I strutted off to bed, laid there for second before tossing and turning a couple of times and finally drifting off.
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