The Last Pillar.

Chapter Thirty-two: Towards India

Kakyoin and the child walked to Joseph and Avdol's room. The red haired male opened the door and walked in with the tiny girl on his back. Her head was peeking over his shoulder as Joseph and Avdol looked over at them. "Kakyoin! Where were you?," Joseph asked. "I was sunbathing and talking to (y/n), is something wrong?," the cherry red haired teen asked as (y/n) dropped off of his back to inspect the exploded television. She heard a conversation between them. Apparently, Anne and Jotaro had been attacked by an enemy who had disguised himself as Kakyoin. Anne was okay since Jotaro was able to get the enemy away from her. The girl was coming back to the hotel.
The plum haired pillar was still lookin at the television and pointed to it, "Old man. What happened here?" "I used my stand on the television.," Joseph answered, "But thanks to that, DIO knows where we are." (Y/n) looked down before wandering over to Joseph to jump up onto his shoulder, "Where's Jean?" "He was arrested. He should be back soon.," the old man replied.

Anne came back after a few minutes of waiting, followed by Polnareff. (Y/n) jumped off of Joseph and right onto Polnareff as soon as he walked into the door. He smelled like he had been in one hell of a fight. The Frenchman stumbled back when the pillar girl jumped onto him, but he caught her. "Did you miss me that much?," he asked and got a smile from the girl. The little girl gave Jean a hug, "You need a shower. You stink."
Polnareff sniffed his arm and grimaced, "Alcohol and blood is not a good smell."
Joseph allowed Polnareff to use the shower to wash off and change into new clothes. The Frenchman had showered and changed in the bathroom. He came out clean with his hair down and a towel around his shoulders.
(Y/n) was watching him as he dried his hair. He saw that she was watching him, "What?" The girl smiled and pointed to his hair that lay down for once, "Your hair is pretty." "Thank you, yours is quite pretty as well.," Polnareff said and tussled her hair lightly. Anne went back to her room while (y/n) and the men stayed in Joseph's room to talk. The plum haired pillar girl was playing with Polnareff's hair, making it impossible for him to style it like he wanted to.

Jotaro came back later when the sun was going down, he smelled like he was in a fight. He looked really pissed. His eyes went from Avdol to Joseph to (y/n) and landed on Polnareff. He looked at Kakyoin last, "Some bastard disguised himself as you and tried to kill me.," the Japanese teen said and walked over to the couch to sit down, "But, I was able to get a bit of information out of him before I kicked his ass."  "Oh? What kind of information?," Joseph inquired. Jotaro's eyes looked to Polnareff, "I got the name of the murderer that Polnareff is searching for." The Frenchman looked over to the dark haired Japanese teen. "His name is J. Geil.," Jotaro said, "That's all I could get out of him before I beat the assassin into a pulp."
(Y/n) fell off of her place on Polnareff's shoulders as the Frenchman stood suddenly in anger. The little girl picked herself up and stood, checking if her horns were damaged at all. Thankfully they weren't. Polnareff pressed Jotaro to tell him more, Jotaro had to tell him that he did not know more than that. Joseph chuckled at the pouty child standing next to Polnareff. The old man motioned her over to talk, "Go back to your room and rest. We are heading to India tomorrow." (Y/n) followed his instructions.

The next morning, they all left for the train station and caught a train. The adults believed that they had left Anne behind, but (y/n) knew that she stowed away on the train with them. The plum haired pillar did not tell them though. She sat next to Polnareff on the train and played with her porcelain doll. She did not pay much heed to the adults talking around her. She did notice Jotaro get a little uncomfortable around Kakyoin as the redhead played with a cherry. The plum violet haired pillar child felt a tense and angry energy coming from Polnareff. The silver haired Frenchman felt a small hand on his arm.
His blue eyes looked down to the red ones looking up to him. "Pol pol?," the little girl asked. "I'm okay.," the Frenchman said and patted her hair, "Thanks for your concern." Joseph just smiled that his adopted daughter was getting along with someone who was not just part of her adopted family. "The next place we are going may not be quite to your liking, (y/n).," Joseph said and got the child's attention, "It may be crowded and noisy from what Avdol told me, but I want you to remember that you are not allowed to kill anyone... Unless they are enemy stand users."