He's one of my favorites that isn't a Joestar. I don't know why but I guess it's because without him, DIO would have killed everyone.

(HES NOT GONNA DIE!!! This is after Part 3!  Or basically an alternative universe where he's not dead)

Thank you, Kakyoin...I love you...
excuse me while I bawl my eyes out...

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You are a famous model, having worked for some of the world's famous model brands.

Now, you have a new contract with a brand you've never heard of, Lovée.

(Lovée is my own brand creation for modeling. They do modeling, which means cosmetics and fashion. Lovée, Made with Love, is their slogan. I choose Lovée because it's somewhat French to me. It got its start in Paris, made its way across Europe and soon worldwide. But you don't know it, because you never knew until I just told you. Again, it isn't a real brand company; I created it. Anyways back to the story.)

Your start in this brand starts today as you arrive in your nice blue beetle car (I love those). You get out and soon the paparazzi swarms around you, which makes you smile shyly as you don't really like being in the press.

The bodyguards from inside the building push through and help you inside. Then they tell you which room you're to go to and you smile sweetly but before you can go into the room, you're stopped by one of the other models looking at you.

"You're new. What's your name?"
"[Y/N]."
"Beautiful name."
"Thanks."
"You're about to meet one of the hottest photographers out there. Noriaki Kakyoin."
"Who's Noriaki Kakyoin?"
"You don't know who he is?"

She opens the door a tiny bit just so you can peek. You see a man behind a easel wearing all green except the buttons, which are gold. His hair is bright red like a cherry and he wears cherry earrings. So this must be Noriaki Kakyoin.

"He's an expressive artist. A painter. Has his mind on the perfect setting for each and everyone of us. We wouldn't be famous without him."

You see him take off his green jacket and roll up his sleeves, wearing a red buttoned up shirt.

Looks like a weird Father Christmas.

"He has his artistic differences with us. We think one thing would be our setting, the next it really isn't because we agree with his and bam, we're on talk shows, fashion walks, all of the above. But he knows best. He's dated some of the models too. Even leaving models houses. So you better be careful...but he's so handsome...I'd wish he'd date me..."

You look at her with a weird look then you clear your throat.
"I have to go in now."
"Good luck."
She grips your shoulder before you can go in and whispers in your ear,
"You're a dead bitch if you try to flirt with him or even look at him."

You roll your eyes and walk in, shutting the door, ignoring what she said. You stand in the modeling room. The white screen is to the left of you and his easel is in front of it and so is his camera. He continues to paint something, blocking out anything that distracts him. You go over to the screen, stand in front of it,vbefore looking at him.

"Mr. Kakyoin?"
He gives you a quick glance and slowly stops painting, putting his brush and palette on the small counter beside him.

"Miss.[Y/L/N]..."
His voice is so soft and romantic, it makes your heart flutter like butterflies.
"I'm Noriaki Kakyoin, But you already know. Your contract to Burberry ended just last week and now you're a model for Lovée."
"Correct, sir."
"Just Mr.Kakyoin, [Y/N]."

He slowly stands up and goes over to you. He puts his hand under his chin in a thinking position and circles around you, looking at you up and down. Then, he nods his head.

"You'd look good in red or green. But a more emerald green, just like me. Are you secretly my twin sister?"

You chuckle and shake your head. He looks into your eyes and puts his hand under your chin. He tilts your head back and then looks at your facial features.

"Natural beauty, natural features, no wonder you were accepted so quickly."
You blush deeply and he chuckles lightly.
"Miss.[Y/N]?"
"Yes,Mr. Kakyoin?"
"You are very pretty."

You quickly pull away, clearing your throat, Still blushing.

"I'm just here to do my job...not flirt with my photographer."
"You're one of those hard working girls. Confident and not messing around. I like you already."

You blush more at his comment, looking down. Once your blush comes to a stop, you look back at him but he's already sitting back down in his little stool that's beside the easel. He grabs his camera, smiling slightly at you.

"I've taken the liberty to get you your own wardrobe, one without girls swarming around like lost puppies. But the wardrobe will be what I think best fits you. But I think you'll mostly have reds and [Y/F/C] dresses. Maybe some casual outfits, not dresses of course. Hmmm...how do you feel about getting wet for a shoot?"

You blush more, thinking that you have wet hair wearing a tank top and shorts then you blush more when you figure out that your cleavage will show through it.

You nod your head, not wanting to argue anyways. He chuckles,
"Good. Let's get started."

Then you two hear the door knock, making him sigh and put his camera down. He goes over to the door and then looks back at you.

"I'll be back soon."

He goes out of the room and shuts the door. You wait for him to come back to do the model shoot but soon comes to later, then not at all. You look at your phone and see it's 9:00 and you hear your stomach rumble loudly.

"Great...just great..."

You soon get frustrated and walk out of the building and into your car. Then you see him, Noriaki Kakyoin, with one of the model girls who's around him like she's wrapped around his finger. You grow more frustrated and honk at them, making the model flinch but he just looks at you, not startled at all.

You see him pull up a cigarette that he has in his right hand, smoking in the night. You roll your eyes and drive away back to your house. As you drive away,you hear the girl cursing at you while Kakyoin is like Jotaro, not giving any cares as he walks away from her back to the building.

Kakyoin goes into the room where you two were suppose to do the shoot and he puts his art supplies up, grabbing his white scarf, he puts on his coat. He puts on the scarf and grabs his briefcase that he put his stuff in. The model goes back over to him and giggles.

"Want to sleep at my house tonight, Mr. Kakyoin?"
"I said no, Emilie."
"But you're never over at my house. I'll come to yours."
"No."

He pulls away from her and walks out of the building, walking to his house which is not that far.

"[Y/N] would look wonderful in red...hmmm...first we'll do green...then when it comes down to it...red with red roses. But damn...I'm a womanizer, I smoke, I drink sometimes,sometimes it's a bit too drunk, I also care about my job. But what about her? She's so confident in her job too. Should I get to know her?..."

For two years, he's been your photographer but most days he just leaves you there while he's off with another model that wants his attention, well, more than just attention...

On this day, August 22nd (random date), you go back to the building for your photo shoot hoping that this time he stays fully instead of leaving you alone like yesterday.

Kakyoin is standing with his camera pointing to the white screen and he has his easel ready to use. The rack of clothes that you're going to be wearing is by the dressing room door behind him.

"Get dressed. We're actually doing stuff today."
"Yes, sir."

(Oh just for the notes. Do not tell me to take this context off. This is an outfit that is provided by the company. I think that's what modeling companies do, provide the clothing for a shoot? So this is staying in. I'm just deleting the pictures but keeping the red color context and cherry heels in. Thank you. If you don't like the context, ignore it. )

You quickly grab the two dresses that are on it and blush darkly as you stare at a pair of shoes that have cherries on them as the design.

"Red cherries...like his hair color..."
You see him blush and you chuckle, going into the dressing room. You come back out a minute later and blush as you wear an outfit you'd only wear to some special party.

He gives you a red rose from his bouquet of them beside him. You blush and take it.

"I like you in red. Every woman looks good in red. It's a natural primary color."
"I know. I had to take art before."
"But not what I majored in."
"Yeah."

You stand at the white screen and turn your head, holding the Rose up to your nose and he takes some pictures of you doing other poses, some of them look like you're shy, some of them you're just smiling and some of them you close your eyes to smell the Rose.

"Pull up your dress a bit."

You blush and does as he asks and he takes pictures of the heels.

"Cherries are my favorite food."
"I can tell." You chuckle.
"Want one?"

He pulls out a bowl of cherries he just somehow had and puts it on the table. He gives you a cherry and you smirk as you put it in your mouth and eat it then giggle as you show him that you made a knot with the stem. He chuckles and puts a cherry in his mouth.

You look at him weirdly like Jotaro did in that one episode as he makes "thee noise".

"Rerorerorerorerorerorerorerorero..."
He takes the stem off and takes the stem from your mouth. You blush deeply.

"I wasn't-"
"There's a bed in the next room. Let's go."

You nod your head, going to the next room. The lights are dimmed and there's candles on the table to keep the room well lit. A bottle of cherry tasting wine and two wine glasses sit on the endtable beside the huge circle bed that's covered in rose petals.

He comes in the room and shuts the door. He smiles sweetly at you as he puts a hand on your shoulder.

"Now this is where it gets interesting."

He slowly unzips your dress and watches it fall on the floor. You gasp as you feel the cold air deep through your almost naked body. You quickly cover your chest with the dress before it falls to the floor.

"Kakyoin! I did not ask you to strip me down to my knickers!"
"I forgot you were a foreign exchange student in England."
"Hmph."

You go over to the bed and start to put the dress back on when he takes the dress off of you again, turns you around and crashes his lips on yours. You look at him wide eyed and hum a moan in his mouth.

"N-Noriaki..."
You quickly push him away and slap him hardly. He rubs his cheek, looking at you sadly.

"Sorry, [Y/N]...I keep forgetting you're not them-"
"YOU THINK IM ONE OF THEM?! I've been trying so hard to get the fuck out of everyone's way but still those sluts keep bullying me everytime after you're gone to do god knows what! They think I'm stealing you away from them!"

Then you finally start to cry, breaking down in front of him as you cover your chest.

"I'm not...I just want to do this and get out of here...before I get bullied more by them...they put stuff in my purse, they vandalized my car, they cyberbully me, they-"
"Hey, Hey, Hey..."

He pulls you gently to his chest, looking down at you as you cry into his chest, letting it all out. He kisses your head and combs his hand through your hair as he waits for you to stop crying.

He really cares about you, even though sometimes he's an asshole. He cares about all the girls, but you're the most vulnerable and he realizes that now. He'd never known those bitches did those things to you until you told him just now. This just made him frustrated, made him full or rage and wanting to just have all those be put into jail, behind bars, where they never have to bother you again.

He's a lover, not a fighter but he'll fight if he must. That's what's really special. That he loves more than hates,that he adores more than he detests. He loves you and hates the girls for interrupting your guys time together as professionals. But right now, being professional is going to wait. You needed to be held and listened to by someone. He is here, doing whatever it takes to make you happy.

You sniffle, listening to his gentle heartbeat. You take off your heels and pull out of the hug, going over to the bed. He takes off his jacket and his shirt, going over to you slowly.

"Here. I don't want you catching a cold."
You smile and put it on, blushing deeply and growing shy as you can smell his scent and you're wearing it too.

"T-Thanks Kakyoin."
"Please. Call me Noriaki. I can't see you like this. You're such a wonderful lady. How would anyone, no, how would those bitches bully you, harass you, and physically abuse you like that?"

You rush over to him, nuzzling your face into his chest.

"Oh, Noriaki...please stay...please..."
You kiss his chest lightly, making him hum and smile gently at you.

"I'd thought you'd never ask, [Y/N]."
His voice is so soft, so alluring, so romantic. Your heart melts at his soothing words that he now whispers in your ear, rubbing your back slowly.

"I'm here...I'm here to protect you...I love you, [Y/N]. I'm here for you. I'm yours."

You look up at him with a sweet smile, feeling your heart press against your chest and your fingers touch his skin, blushing when you hear a small moan escape from his lips. You roam your hands up his chest and on his shoulders, massaging them which makes another moan come out from his lips.

"Have you been to the spa yet, Noriaki?"
"I've never been to one."
"I do have some experience in massages. I can help you."
"You can?"
"Lay down."

He slowly lays down on the bed, humming softly as he touches the soft petals that are on the sheets. You start to massage his back and shoulders, smiling when he groans loudly and closes his eyes.

"That feels sooo good...mmmmm..."

You giggle and do it more, massaging the spots where he groans his loudest as you take off the tension from his body. When you're finished, you sit on the bed and he sits up, looking into your eyes.

"Thank you, [Y/N]."
"You're welcome, Noriaki." You smile more.

He puts his hand up to your cheek and caresses it gently, his lips parted a bit.

"What do I owe you? I feel like I owe you something special, something that only you can have."
"You don't owe me a thing."
"But I must. You did that for me. And I feel so much better."

He caresses both of your cheeks, smiling lovingly. You sigh lovingly and scoot closer to him, nuzzling your face into his chest.

"Just you. That's all I want. I want to cuddle with you."

He lays down on the bed and smiles sweetly as you lay down beside him. He cuddles you close to him, nuzzling his face into your hair. He does a small sigh to it, making you blush and hum.

"Kakyoin-"
"Noriaki."
"I love you, Noriaki Kakyoin."
"I love you too, [Y/N] [Y/L/N]."

He carasses your cheek again,planting a small loving kiss on your lips. You smile shyly, closing your eyes as you siffle up against him.

"Does it matter if I sleep on you right now?"
"It won't matter to me at all."
"Mmmmm..."
"You deserve the sleep. Sleep all you'd like. I won't ever leave you."

You yawn slightly, smiling sweetly.

"Yay..."
"Goodnight, [Y/N]."
"Goodnight-you yawn again-Noriaki."

You fall asleep against his chest, hugging him like a fluffy stuffie. He smiles at your cuteness and plants a kiss on your forehead.

When you woke up that morning, you awoke in Noriaki's bed and breakfast in bed with a kiss on your forehead from him once he came back in the room in only his boxers and wet hair, meaning he must have taken a shower before you woke up.

That day went by fast as you two talked about your lives before you two met and he treated you that night to a restaurant of your choice and smiled as you were so happy and eating your favorite foods in front of him.

Then, you two went back to his place and you two had the most wonderful night together, cuddling, kissing, and maybe a bit of sexual acts in between.

As you laid there on his chest, both of you naked and your clothes all over the floor, you looked up at him,smiling lovingly as he kisses your fingertips with light kisses that tickled a bit.

"Noriaki? Does this mean I'm your girlfriend now?"
"Do you want to be my girlfriend, [Y/N]?"
You hug him tightly, smiling brightly.

"Of course!"

Then you two fell asleep with you in his arms and his head on your head, smiling lovingly in his sleep.