The taller male's Stand didn't waste a single moment as it lunged and attacked, swinging a fist towards Hierophant's head. Jotaro blinked as the blow didn't and on anything but empty air as the spirit creature unraveled quickly, the tendrils snapped downwards and wrapped themselves around Star's arm. The dark-haired teen cried out as his arm was wrenched backward held above his head. The redhead tapped his chin observing the spirit creature for a few moments. He chuckled deeply; this would be a breeze. As long as he managed not to get struck by Jotaro he would be able to spin circles around him. He clicked his tongue, making a tsk noise as the taller struggled.

"So, you Stand is extremely quick, and powerful but clearly lacks range or adaptable." he had grown too cocky, and hadn't realized that Star Platinum was swinging with its free arm, aiming for his head. Kakyoin dodged at the last second with his own Stand.

He blinked as he felt wind rush past his face by a mere few centimeters. He stepped backward letting go of the Joestar. Jotaro growled a bit, and he rolled his shoulder wincing as it popped -he could feel bruises beginning to form upon his arm from where the tendrils had gripped him. He shouldn't underestimate the other's strength. He frowned deeply as he watched Noriaki continue to walk backward, seeming to retreat into the empty hallway. Is he - running away!?

Perhaps after he had almost been demolished by Star's fist and felt its power, he didn't want to risk being in its range again. The delinquent paused before taking a step forward. He shouldn't take what the other male was doing at face value. He was a strategist. Kakyoin had to be, otherwise, his Stand would be quite useless. Jotaro approached his opponent with caution but with each step he took the other male retreated further back. He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.

"What the hell! Are you just going to keep backing up?"he spat out, a hint of rage lingering upon his tongue. He was starting to see red in the fringes of his vision, highlighting the smaller boy before him.

Noriaki chuckled, "Don't get your boxers in a twist, I'll give you the fight you crave."

A green tendril shot out from his arm as he reached outwards towards the wall, using it as a grappling hook it pulled its User with it. He braced his knees against the wall, hanging there for a split second before he kicked off. Jotaro rolled his eyes at such a futile attempt, and he went to step back – to brace himself as Star Platinum waited to strike the boy before his foot ever connected with its User. The darkhaired male jolted as the heel of his foot caught onto something, and he stumbled. A moment later, blood splattered out from his nose as the brown sole of a shoe connected with it. Noriaki landed with a triumphant grin as his opponent stumbled. His purple gaze lit up at the sight of blood running down Jotaro's face, and he adored the flush of rage upon his love's cheeks. It only took a moment for the Joestar to fully grasp the situation he was in. While the teenager had been backing away, his Stand had been unraveling itself into thin strings, creating a web. At will, Kakyoin could grab and use these strings making them solid enough to lift his weight. Jotaro was unable to see these tendrils, even using Star's eyes, they were simply too small.

"It's too bad that you didn't take me outside to finish this fight."the redhead began with a smirk. "My Hierophant Green is perfect for fighting in enclosed spaces."

"So you think your little web of trip-wire can stop me?"Jotaro snarled, and he sent Star Platinum forward kicking in front of itself, and slashing down in the open air. He watched as tendrils fell, becoming visible again. He missed one of the strands his hat being pulled off as he walked into it. From the vine as it became visible what appeared to be emeralds shot out at blinding speeds. Star blocked a few of them, but most, struck Jotaro himself and sliced through him as if he were made of paper. He hissed and clutched at his arms which had taken the most damage. The deep gashes left behind from the worst of them were bleeding profusely. Kakyoin sighed.

"You power types, always underestimating others," he tilted his head, and the Joestar was taken by surprise as Hierophant Green appeared beside its User. "Though I know you will be able to overpower me. Making your way through my trap with sheer force and considering you can block some of those emeralds, it would only be a matter of time before none of them struck you. So, toddle-lo!"

"Toodle...?What-!"he cried out as he watched the plume of red hair, disappear into a crowd of students that came flooding out from the doors. The bell rang out through the hallway, and he cursed heavily. He knew that he should just let it be, but his pride had been stomped on. Kakyoin had gotten the last word in, and there wasn't a scratch on him. Jotaro wiped at his face, wincing deeply as he ran his fingers over his nose, it was broken. That little honor student would pay for that. He clenched his fists to his sides and pushed his way through the crowd. Most people began to give him a wide berth and he ignored the annoying worried cries of his admirers. His blue gaze swept the hallway widely searching for the unmistakable hair color. He was grabbed from behind.

"JoJo!"a female voice cried, and the darkhaired male was about to push her off of him, when he heard his shoulder let out an audible crack. Pain sliced through him moments alter and he cried out, trying to get out of the girl's grip but it was like iron. He stared at the school girl, as her limbs flopped about unnaturally tied to some kind of stings, and foam was leaking from her lips as well as saliva. Her eyes were semi-rolled back into her head.

"Don't try and run from me, I love you!"she screamed out. Her voice pitched. The Joestar stiffened, and he was grabbed by the waist before he was thrown over her shoulder, being body slammed to the ground. A crowd had naturally gathered all shocked that the small girl lifted and threw a guy three times her size with ease. The delinquent softened his fall with his Stand by catching himself and quickly rising to his feet, but he still lost his breathe from the minor impact. He spotted that a green tendril slipping into the girl's ear and he felt frozen with sheer shock for a moment. He carefully watched as his opened her mouth again to speak stumbling towards him.

"Come here JoJo! Let me love you!"she screeched. and there inside her throat was Hierophant Green. Kakyoin's voice rang out from the crowd.

"It seems you've discovered my Stand. Question is, will you stick your fist down her throat and pull it out of that girl and shred her insides. "a mocking laugh cut into his dialogue."Or, will you allow yourself to be beaten bloody."

Jotaro grit his teeth, "Coward! Hiding behind some innocent girl..." he stepped forwards and prepared himself for what he was about to do. The entire crowd that had been mumbling, among themselves went dead silent, as the darkhaired male grabbed the girl by her waste. He pulled her close, and clashed their lips together. The male cringed the entire time, and as he pulled away Star Platinum appeared dragging the green-colored Stand he had in his mouth out with the motion. Blood instantly splattered from the girl's mouth, pouring out in a gush. She collapsed to the floor. Teachers were starting to rush in as the tardy bell rang out. Star grabbed Hierophant's neck and squeezed. The Joestar heard soft choking sounds come from to his right, and he smirked. "Looks like, I've chosen the first option."

With a war-cry his Stand struck the other square in the bottom of the face, and he heard Kakyoin's body slam into the ground as Hierophant did the same. Teachers were shouting in confusion and chaos was starting to erupt as they struggled to get kids into their classrooms, all wondering why the hell the redhead just collapsed on the floor, surrounded by blood. Or why the hell Jotaro looked like he had gotten into a fight with a shredder. He swayed his adrenaline waring off and the pain set in all at once blinding him, before he fell to the floor, out cold.  

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Smoke curled around his head, as he breathed outwards watching as the school building came into sight. Yesterday, had been hell. When he had woken up, he had been in the hospital with his mother sobbing at his bedside. The police had been there too, wanting to know why two schoolboys decided to beat each other to a pulp as if they were street thugs. Like usual, he had gotten off with simply the school deciding what to do with them – which turns out, wasn't much. The reason being none of the adults knew what the hell had happened. Jotaro sighed deeply and he took one last drag of his cigarette and went to toss it away. He frowned deeply as two fingers grasped the end of it catching it in mid-air. His gaze followed the finger's up to their owner and he felt his face control with utter disbelief. Head wrapped up in a bandaged on one side, he was still unmistakable for anyone else. Smiling at him without a care in the world, was Noriaki Kakyoin.

"Oiy, don't go throwing your cancer sticks everywhere. Its called littering." the redhead stated and he tossed the cigarette into a nearby trash can or so it seemed. In reality, he had Hierophant snuff it out and stashed it away in his pocket. He wouldn't allow a single one to be missing from his collection. This, made 2,328 cigarettes. He gazed at the confusion across the delinquent's face, the sight of Jotaro in the early morning was much better up close.

"What,"Kakyoin watched with delight as the dark-haired male's eyes shadowed over. "Are you doing?"

"Walking with my friend to school, obviously."the smaller boy retorted back, with a small smile. Jotaro stopped in his tracks and stared.

"Friend? We beat the shit out of each other yesterday."he spoke sounding as if he wasn't quite hearing the other boy right. It was easy to tell that Noriaki wasn't all that normal but this was flat out strange. The redhead huffed and he shrugged his shoulders as he pulled out supplies or his first hour from his bag,

"Exactly, we already worked out our differences through violence, so now," He smiled again and Jotaro found himself trying hard not to return one back. There was just something really charming about his smile. "We can be friends."

The Joestar sighed and he pulled down the brim of his hat, muttering a phrase that Noriaki knew too well. He hummed as he heard it fall from his love's lips, "Good grief. You're an odd one."

"You have no idea!"the smaller male replied with a cheery tone. Together, not saying anything they walked into class. Instantly, people took notice with perplexed looks as they sat down beside each other in the back. right next to the window, so that Jotaro could sunbathe. The redhead, then, presented the dark-haired teenager with a stack of papers. "This is all the work you've missed since the beginning of the year."

"And...?"the tall boy began as he went to set his feet upon the desk. Kakyoin blinked a few times and gave the other a small, challenging smile. His eyes gleamed daring the other to disagree with him as he spoke. The look took Jotaro aback and he found himself having to advert his gaze feeling his heartbeat pick up.

"I want you to do all of it by next week, please."he said, in a matter of fact tone. The 'please' seemed to be added as an afterthought. Jotaro stared, and he laughed a little but soon stopped realizing that the other wasn't joking. He rolled his eyes and pulled his hat down a little to shadow his face.

"Fuck that."he returned. Noriaki grabbed the delinquent by the collar and pulled him harshly over towards his side of the room, getting right up into his face. He admired how the taller's face began to flush and he almost wanted to swoon at the way his blue eyes widened ever so slightly at his tone before returning to normal. All these little changes in his mostly unreadable face painted a story. He's so fucking cute. Had he been able to, the redhead would have kissed him.

Instead, he purred out, "If you have these down by next week – I may consider rewarding you, if you don't -"his tone dropped. As did Jotaro's heart as he felt his entire body go tense at the threat, but something strange lingered upon his emotions as well. A tinge of arousal. "I will not ask nicely again."

Jotaro shoved the smaller male away staring at him intensely, with furrowed brows. It had been years since the teenager had caught a proper crush, and this one didn't make a lick of sense. There was a few screws loose in Kakyoin's head. As well as, he was clearly dangerous. Hell, the Joestar hadn't even known this guy's name until yesterday – where did these feelings spring from? The dark-haired male looked away from the redhead, glanced around the room. The boys in school avoided him, scared of being beat or had already been beaten by him in a fight. The girls worshipped the ground he walked on, and he could call them all sorts of derogatory terms without a single one batting an eyelash. So, why was he attracted to this mere stranger? He never liked to interact with people, fearing them seeing the real him. That's why he didn't have any real friends. Yet - he let this guy sit next to him and even manhandle him, with no repercussions.

Because he's dangerous.

At this realization, he flushed a little bit of a deeper pink and stared at the stack of papers. He sighed, muttering "Good grief." as he picked up a pencil.

"Excuse me," Noriaki huffed. " That's my pencil. Bring your own supplies Kujo." he took the utensil back in a flash, leaving the taller dumbfounded. He didn't have any pencil on him, pre-usual, and he thought it best to begin making u the word now, otherwise it wouldn't all be done by next week.

"And why can't I use that pencil?" he asked, sarcastically. "You have more."

Kakyoin's tone was flat, "You haven't earned it."

"It's a fucking pencil." the dark-haired male snapped, and he reached for the pencil."I don't have to earn it."

The redhead pulled the utensil out of reach. "You haven't earned it." was all he said. This went on for a few more minutes. Even going as far as Jotaro leaping over the desk to snatch the wooden writing tool, only to have Hierophant use a tendril to hold it out of his reach. The Joestar slumped into his desk, flushed in the face with embracement. This was stupid, why was he even trying so hard to get the pencil? He could just ask anyone else in the classroom.

He crossed his arms over his chest, "Alright, wise-guy. What could I do to 'earn' that pencil?"

Noriaki paused or a moment, and he touched the tip of the school supply to his lips. He smirked, and his purple eyes shimmered with mischief. Yet, his tone was dead serious. "You could give me a blowjob during lunch."

A girl across from the redhead spat out her water, and she stared at the boy. A few others in the proximity did as well, some with looks of outrage (Did he just call the great Jotaro Kujo gay!?) and the rest looking with either disgust or shock. Jotaro stared at him All thoughts blanking. was trying to deny the fact that he was flushing red down to the base of his neck, he answered. His voice wavering more than it should, causing him to cough and clear his throat.

"What-t?"the other Stand User rolled his eyes.

"Did I stutter? No? Well, then, you heard me." he stood up and gathered up all of his things. Jotaro it seemed had wasted a lot more time trying to grab the pencil than he had been aware of as he heard the bell ring, ending class. Noriaki glanced backward at the Joestar as he made his way out into the hallway, winking as he said: "See you at lunch, JoJo. And let's see if you earn that pencil."

Jotaro stared after him gaping.

He's fucking insane. I...I love it.