(On hold) A 17 year old male,with red hair and wonderful looks by the name of Noriaki Kakyoin. He has a tough time making friends after something terrible happened at school. He meets a handsome young man also known as Jotaro Kujo who will soon be his first ever friend. (｀・ω・')

[18+] The story is an fan fiction, and it's 90% made up, You will stumble upon some explicit Content, so im warning u before you proceed further. Consider this my release of feelings the ship i currently adore, and of course, grammar mistakes will appear , since English is not my first language .

Jotaro loves Kakyoin. Even though Kakyoin is with DIO, he can't stop pining over him. Jotaro loves Kakyoin so much that he needs him. He wants every last piece of him to be his and only his nobody else. But what about Kakyoin? Modern AU No stands This has quite a lot of sex scenes Explores serious topics Mostly Jotakak

[SPOILERS FOR PART THREE AND FOUR] It's been several years since Jotaro Kujo had lost his best friend to DIO but something tells JoJo that his best friend, Noriaki Kakyoin, might not be as dead as he thought.

Music is power. Science tells us that it can help heal brain damage, and can even recover lost memories. But does it really work? Does it? Wether it does, or doesn't, it's the only option Jotaro has. Because no way is Kakyoin going to forget about him. He will make the canary sing.

Kakyoin Noriaki, who has just started working at an asylum was given one of the most dangerous people in the whole building to look after and help. Jotaro Kujo. He is terrified of this man who seems to have an insanely menacing aura and mysterious past, including his relationship with Josuke, Kakyoin's closest friend at his new workplace. Kakyoin starts losing to his curiosity, digging deeper and deeper into this hell hole, slowly drifting into insanity himself... Amazing cover art by @centipedesinajar tysm :3

Jotaro looks up. The sea is flat, the tide low and the waves are weakly splashing onto the shore. He turns around, treading water, staring at the man by the shore. Kakyoin watches as Jotaro bobs with the waves, his gaze soft, but behind his eyes was something akin to fear, dark and gloomy. Jotaro just wanted to take his hand, and drag him in. After all, there really was nothing to be afraid of.