Liquid Eternity

Chapter Four

Several days passed and Holly fell ill due to the manifestation of a stand. Of course, this gave Jotaro the push he needed and he agreed to fight DIO. Unfortunately, all that was left was to figure out where he was.

Something bothered you about Kakyoin, he seemed really familiar but you didn't know where you've seen him before. Another sleepless night passed, studying trends in missing people, strange occurrences, murders, or anything to find out where DIO might be. You came across an article about a high school aged tourist that went missing in Cairo, Egypt. A closer look at the photo posted and you realized it was Kakyoin.

"No way." You mumbled in your native language.

News Cairo Egypt You type into the search bar.

Several young women disappear, human trafficking suspected.

Hunt for young tourists continue.

Search party found a shoe belonging to missing girl.

You checked the time, 3:48 a.m.

While rushing to Holly's room to find Mr. Joestar, you actually tripped over your loose sock and fell to the floor.

"Owwwieeee.." You winced.

"Yare Yare.." Jotaro stood above you, "You're such a clutz."

"Where did you come from?"

He gripped you under your armpits and lifted you up to your feet with ease. "Don't worry about it."

"Thanks." You smiled up at him.

"Mhm." He turned to walk down the hall.

"Oh wait, Jotaro!"

"Yeah?" He stopped, but didn't turn around.

"I think found where DIO is."

That made him turn around. "Well we better go tell the old man."

The two of you walked over to Holly's room. You went to knock, but Jotaro just went right in and sat near Holly on the floor. She was asleep, so you all talked quietly to let her rest.

"Mr. Joestar," You said in English "I found where DIO is, I think he's in Egypt."

"Really? How did you figure it out?" Joseph asked.

You showed him the printed news articles.

"Well shit, okay." Joseph stood. "I'll go wake Avdol. We can leave in the morning, sound good?"

"Yeah," You turned to Jotaro and asked him the question in Japanese. "We leave for Egypt in the morning, okay?"

"Sure."

Switching back to English, you turned to Mr. Joestar. "We're all down."

"I want to come too." A voice said in Japanese from the door.

The three of you turned to see Kakyoin.

"I'm coming too." He repeated.

"Why?" You asked. "You don't have any obligations to come with us."

"I want to. I need to prove this to myself. I can't run away anymore." His hands clenched into fists.

You again turned to Joseph. "He wants to join us." You said in English.

Joseph simply shrugged, "Whatever he wants. We could probably use the extra muscle."

"You're welcome to join us, we would love to have you." You said with a smile.

He seemed relieved, and returned the smile.

"Thank you. But uh... What's your name?"

"(Y/N). I work for the Speedwagon Foundation. You already know Jotaro, and this is Mr. Joestar. He doesn't speak Japanese, only English and some Italian, so I'm basically here translating."

"I can't speak English, I learned Russian in school instead."

"You can speak Russian?" You immediately asked in the sharp language.

"A little." He snickered, answering back in Russian. "I'm not as good as you."

Jotaro and Joseph looked at each other, and shrugged.

"I can tell we're going to be good friends." You linked your arm with his.

Jotaro tensed slightly, but you didn't notice. Joseph, however, did.

You were a fine match for his grandson, and he decided it would be his task to get the two of you together by the end of the trip. Oh this would be fun.

Jotaro stood and interrupted the two of you. "Kakyoin, do you need some clothes? I think I've got some stuff you can have." He said, deadpan.

"Uh, yeah! Thank you!" Kakyoin followed him out of the room.

"We gotta figure out a better way to communicate." Joseph said. "Do you think you could teach them English?"

"I can do my best, I'm not sure how good of a teacher I am."

"I'm sure you can do it." Mr. Joestar smiled. "I trust you."

He left the room to go pack, and you went to get some well deserved rest.

You were out the minute your head hit the pillow.