8:06am

     After my discussion with the old man over breakfast about our adventures from the night before, my walk to Kakyoin's house was a nice break from my chaotic morning. Of course, the calming atmosphere I had created on the way there was promptly shattered when Kakyoin picked up on my hungover state. He started off by scolding me but then quickly took to teasing me about the whole situation.

     We are on the path towards school like any other day.

"What's the plan for the lesson today?" I asked, hoping to get Kakyoin to focus on something other than reminding me of my stupid decisions with the old man.

He hummed in thought for a moment, "I didn't know you were so interested in dancing now."

"I'm asking, because I want to know how sore my body will likely be based on what you have planned," I snapped back.

"Well if you must know, we are continuing yesterday's steps," Kakyoin said reluctantly. I winced at his words. I'm definitely going to be more sore today. "Enough dance talk, we'll talk about it when it's actually lesson time. I noticed that your stubble was gone." The statement took me by surprise.

"It makes my face itchy, so I don't see a point in keeping it." I responded gruffly. "How about you? Have you even grown facial hair before?"

"N-no, I haven't grown it before. If I did I would most likely shave it off as well," he answered, more than a little flustered.

"Good choice, I don't think I would be able to look at you with facial hair without wanting to use Star Platinum to take it off," I remarked, feigning disgust. This earned me a sharp jab to my side. I took a sharp intake of breath narrowly avoiding biting through my tongue.

"Shut up, Jotaro," Kakyoin hissed. I let out a pained laugh.

**Time skip brought to you by decimated stubble**

     Once again, I'm sitting in my English class. It's not my least favourite class, but it's not my favourite either. Most of the stuff in this class is middle school level class work. It's a joke. We aren't even assigned full books to read. It's an easy class, which is why I don't hate it. 

     So naturally, I'm using this time to think about my lunch. Which in the long run is probably a stupid idea, since my thoughts these days seem to end up being a rollercoaster that's always going down. Fuck it.

     I wonder what Kakyoin's Mom made him for lunch today, he cooking is starting to grow on me a bit more. It's not the same as my Mom's cooking, but it's close. That reminds me, Kakyoin. I'm happy our relationship has gone back to normal. I could feel the corners of my mouth tilt up slightly. Even if it is temporary, I'll take what I can get before my inevitable confession.

"Kujo. I've noticed that you're smiling. I'm happy that you're so enthusiastic about my class," the teacher spoke up, he continued before I could make sense of the situation, "Since you're so happy to be in this class, I take it that you'll be glad to read out loud for the class."

I begrudgingly stood up with my textbook, of course, only after I directed a half hearted glare at my teacher. I began reading not bothering to change my voice from anything other than monotone the whole way through.

"Thank you for reading, you may now sit down Kujo," the teacher announced. At least I didn't have to read a lot. I did as I was told, and leaned back in my chair.

The teacher calling on a new person to read became background noise as I starting getting back into my previous zoned out state. That is, until I felt something continuously prodding my leg. I looked down and saw a familiar green and white tentacle. What's Hierophant Green doing here? My answer was half answered when I noticed the note that was held in its grasp.

Is Kakyoin in trouble? My thoughts quickly started racing around my head, most of them being negative. I quickly grabbed the note and looked around to see if anyone was looking before I opened it.

What. The. Fuck.

The note said, "why don't eggs tell jokes?"

I sat there in shock for a few moments, before I wrote down "why?" below the question. I had Star Platinum hand it to Hierophant as I felt the tension in my shoulders release at the knowledge of Kakyoin being safe. I watched Hierophant's tentacle quickly leave the classroom and into the hall.

As I waited for it to return I was left in bewilderment at my situation. Kakyoin has never passed me a note like this before. I would be lying if I said that I didn't find it exciting somehow.

I felt a familiar series of pressure on my leg and looked down to see Hierophant with a piece of paper once again. I grabbed it and opened it, this time the words were written on the back. It read, "they'd crack each other up!" with a small drawing of Hierophant Green laughing.

I let out a huff of amusement at the terrible joke. I quickly ripped of a piece of paper from my notes and wrote down "idiot" on it. I had Star hand the note over to Hierophant once again.

Hierophant arrived shortly after with the same piece of paper. This time it said, "what do you call a scared egg?" To this I replied with a "?" underneath the question. I completed the same transaction before and ended up with a reply from Kakyoin that said, "terri-fried!" with a drawing of a laughing egg this time instead of Hierophant.

I rolled my eyes at the joke, wondering how it was worse than the last one. I wrote down "if you keep sending me egg jokes you might end up laying one yourself" with my own sketch of an unimpressed Star Platinum this time.

It took Hierophant longer than usual to come back with a response. I was worried that I might have offended Kakyoin but all previous thoughts about that vanished when I read what he said.

"Only if you help me raise the little egg child." A drawing of a little kid who resembled me and a Kakyoin was peering out of a cracked egg shell.

My eyes were so wide I feared they might pop out of my skull. I short circuited as a deep blush overtook my face. Raising a kid... with Kakyoin?

I destroyed the thought before it could progress farther than the dangerous question I had thought of already.

I hesitantly wrote on the piece of paper, trying my best to avoid eye contact with the drawing. "You wish." and drew Star holding up the middle finger. He was just joking, so I should make my response a joke as well right? I watched the note leave and come back through the doorway.

What was written down was far less embarrassing then the one before, Kakyoin changed the topic which I'm very thankful for. However, the new topic that he chose wasn't that much better. "Would you go to school with stubble again?" it seems like he is never going to let that topic go. I replied with a blunt "why do you ask?"

I tapped my foot against the tile floor as I waited for Hierophant to come back. It didn't take very long. I unfolded the note and read his response, "I don't know, I guess I miss it. It made you look like a super manly guy from an action movie or something." That certainly wasn't the kind of answer I was expecting. I'm flattered, and flustered.

I wrote down the first thing that came to mind, "what about a full beard?"

This time Hierophant didn't come back until a couple minutes later. When I finally received the note, I could understand why. It was a sketch of my face but with the addition of a large beard. Below the image it said "nope doesn't suit you" and next to it was a thoroughly disgusted looking Kakyoin. I tried to suppress my laughter but utterly ended up failing.

"Mind explaining what the commotion is for Kujo?" the teacher asked, before his eyes drifted to the note that was in my hand. He started walking in my direction, "I notice that you have a piece of paper in your hand, I would like to see it if it's amusing enough to disrupt my class."

Shit, how am I going to explain this? Without thinking, I had Star Platinum quickly draw over the already existing image before folding it back up again. I cleared my throat and pulled my hat down, handing the teacher the note since he was now holding his hand out next to my desk.

I could feel everyone's eyes dart between the two of us as he opened the note. If I could beat everyone up in this class I would, their staring is irritating the hell out of me. I looked up just as the teacher's eyes widened, he inspected the note closer. He folded it then handed it back to me.

     He cleared his throat before speaking, "I'm impressed at your ability to draw Weird Al, but I'd prefer you pay attention in class Kujo," he paused, "I suggest you join the art club if you are interested in drawing, I'm sure they would be happy to have you."

     He turned around and walked back to the front of the class a stream of Jotaro likes Weird Al and Jotaro can draw too's followed him. I quickly wrote down on a new paper, "thanks dipshit, the teacher caught me with your drawing." I shoved the note into Hierophant's tentacle that was still there waiting patiently.

     Hierophant came back twice as fast as any time before. It was a drawing of both Kakyoin and Hierophant Green doubled over in laughter. I quickly wrote down, "Shut up or I'm shoving one of these notes up you where the sun don't shine."

     Kakyoin didn't write back for the rest of class. Seems like my message was received.

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HELLO CHILDREN! I know it's December, haha...ha. Math class kinda came in and said "bitch your free time is gone!" I've been writing for this chapter whenever I had free time which wasn't a lot of time AT ALL. PLEASE FORGIVE ME, AGAIN! I have barely posted since school started up again and I'm really really really sorry! I know how frustrating that can be! Hopefully I will have more time during my Christmas break. I am hoping to have another chapter out by next Saturday or Sunday since I now have more time on my hands once again to write. Aside from my unplanned one month hiatus, I decided to "discreetly" add in a Jouta reference cause I feel like this story wouldn't be complete without one. I also wanted to always do the notes cliche it's been one of my writing dreams for awhile. But I hope you enjoyed, and once again I'm sorry for my prolonged absence.

Haha, 1717 words.

~Author-chan