[REWRITE SOON] Unforgettable - Josuke X Reader

Need for Speed

By the time the sirens started blaring I was panicking. What if they were after me, what if Maeda called them. The panic was overwhelming and I just lost control of my emotions, until I heard crying. I turned around and the man from before had the same look as Maeda did, and he was sobbing extremely loud.

I was trying to snap him out of it but the ghost kept getting in my way, blocking me, as if she was protecting me. But I didn't need protection I was just trying to help the man.

Tires screeched ear piercingly loud at the entrance of the alley and the sirens stopped. I turned around to see a shiny black car door open and and a man dressed in white stepped out. He looked royally pissed off at everything, scary shit man.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed he was Japanese, not that it mattered because he looked like he was gonna beat the shit outta me.

"I- I didn't mean to hurt anyone I don't know what's happening."

His stare pierced through my very soul.

Then all of a sudden his face just softened.

"Look kid this is gonna sound really weird to you, but is that your stand?"

"My what now?"

"Stand, the the grey looking ass bitch in front of you"

In that moment everything just clicked in my head and I made a little 'ohhhh' expression.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Uhhhh yeah I guess."

"By the looks of it you just awakened your stand." He sort of mumbled that bit to himself but I could still hear it.

"The name's Jotaro Kujo, I'm with the Speedwagon foundation, you're gonna have to come with me."

"Wait, am I being arrested?" I was getting ready to run, no way in hell am I going there. I know some sketchy people that got themselves arrested for multiple situations that I was in no way related to and I'm not taking that risk.

He sighed, kind of annoyed. "No, we just got a call from a woman saying she saw you running down the street with your stand out, saying you looked pretty scared. She thought there was a fight."

"Wait so she could see it? Then why couldn't he? And why can you?" I said pointing to the man, who was to no one's surprise, still crying and spaced out.

Jotaro sighed and pulled his weird ass ripped hat down. "I'll explain everything about stands to you when we get to the headquarters."

I reluctantly agreed and followed him to the car. He opened the door for me and I did the awkward ducking thing you do when you really don't wanna get in the car, like when your parents used to drive you to the dentist's office.

The car was all fancy on the inside, white seats that you just sunk into, even the fancy cup holders on each side of the back of the car. I then noticed the drivers in black suits and glasses in the front of the car and realised Jotaro would be in the back with me.

I turned around to see this angry tall man cramming himself into the back of the car and tried my best not to laugh, it wasn't a particularly big car either so it didn't help.

He kinda just grunted and the driver took that as their cue to start driving. The drive was silent except for the dudes in the front seats quietly singing off-key to some prince song.

Eventually getting tired of the unbearable silent atmosphere I asked the guys to turn the radio up because Prince fucking slaps.

They obliged, and as Controversy faded out, 1999 started up and in a brilliant moment of pure stupidity and boredom, our newly found trio screamed the lyrics at the top of our lungs.

"CUZ THEY SAY TWO THOUSAND ZERO ZERO PARTY OVER- OOPS OUT OF TIME!"

And that's how we passed the time, somehow Jotaro was unfazed by this the whole time, like he was just sitting there as if it was normal.

Eventually we reached this big ass building in the middle of nowhere, kinda looks like UNIT from doctor who.

The dude that was driving just turned around in his seat, full on 'dad finessing his reverse' style. "I like you, kid, you got a good taste in music." Jotaro grunted at this comment. "Good grief, all you goons listen to is Prince, that same goddam cd with every album, every time you drive, without a fail."

We eventually got out of the car, Jotaro holding the car door open for me like a gentleman. I stepped out, feigning gracefulness and said in a fake polite accent "why thank you, good sir."

He didn't laugh, he just grunted and slammed the door. This guy clearly has some communication issues. "Follow me I don't want you getting lost...."

Me, being the dumbass I am, didn't catch on that he was trying to get my name and I just assume he got distracted by something and I was kinda looking around for what distracted him. "Kid, your name?" He said expectantly. "OH! It's Y/N, Brown."

We eventually got to some fancy ass lobby and a bunch of people were just staring at me, probably wondering why Jotaro was letting me follow him round like a lost lamb.

Ignoring that, Jotaro brought me to this cosy looking office,not a traditional office with desk type thing, kinda like a counsellor's/ therapist's office, with a bunch of sofas and stuff. "Take a seat anywhere" Immediately setting my eyes on a particularly soft looking sofa that would definitely cause me some short term back pain, I sat in it.

"So... stands." I said quietly. Jotaro sat down in a chair that was diagonally across from me. "Yes of course, you're most likely extremely confused about why you've got one." "You got that right." "So do you recall being shot with an arrow as of late?" Do I recall being shot with a fucking arrow of as of late? Dude he couldn't be anymore stone faced when saying it too. I burst out laughing "nO?" I just about wheezed out.

He did not look amused, quite the opposite actually, he looked like he was ready to snap my spine in half and go have brunch afterwards. I quickly shut myself up and apologised. "Did your parents ever mention anything about stands, or do you recall ever seeing a stand with them?"

I started subconsciously tearing up, I couldn't think of my dad as a parent and my mother was taken from me in a cruel and unjust way.

Jotaro felt bad and walked across to sit next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "You don't have to talk about anything you don't want to, it would just help us to keep track of stand activity around the world."

I nodded and started telling him I had a very vague memory of my mum making things float around me when I was pretty young, that might have been a stand. "Could you phone her and ask he-" he stopped himself noticing that I was getting pretty emotional. "I- she's not alive anymore." I said, sniffling and letting a tear roll down my cheek.

He tried to comfort me again but I started getting overwhelmed yet again and my stand came out. He looked panicked, trying to get me to call my stand back but I couldn't.

==========================Holy shit, Sorry if I dragged the chapter on too long I was just hit with sudden inspiration at like 3 am and I kinda just got carried away.

Anyhoo, it's sorta kinda a bit shitty but it's fine because I had fun I guess, I'll have another chapter out soon brochinis

Ciao~
Sleep deprived Cass

Also I realised when I was proofreading that I just kinda left guy in the alley so... have fun with that I guess.