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Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Josuke tries to deal with this new world.
Word Count: 1261
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
Note: Exodus '04 is suuuch a Josie song...
Well. That’s actually a flat-out lie, but he’s better about not following up those sorts of impulses.
That doesn’t mean that it was a wise idea to leave either him or Okuyasu in the hotel. By themselves. With nothing to do.
He’d been angry at Jotaro-san for being the loose cannon and running off. The guy might be his nephew, but he was the…well, older adult, at least, he should be responsible. Then again, maybe as the uncle it’s his duty to be the responsible one.
However, having listened to Okuyasu growl ever darker threats at anyone who would hurt his favorite ‘niece’ and realizing that punching the TV into a smoldering husk was beginning to sound pretty good, he’s starting to get the idea that Jotaro probably had the correct idea. The last time they’d accidentally trashed a hotel, the Speedwagon Foundation had been there to clean up the place and smooth over what probably would have been an incident, and they’d been having issues getting ahold of the Foundation in this universe. Not getting kicked out is probably a good place to start.
He got pretty used to Josephine running off, particularly to check out shining objects. She’d been creating portals to escape her crib. She beat up a kid at school for having the audacity to kiss her. He’d gotten used to the idea that she could take care of herself, but he was still her dad and so he had to balance the worry and the pride. She could kick ass, with or without him, though he was pretty sure she really enjoyed fighting alongside him.
He probably wouldn’t have come directly if not for the single fact that the two most unshakeable people in his life had panicked. Neither Jotaro nor Josephine did panic, as an emotion. At least not at this level. Koichi argues that those tense moments with Sheer Heart Attack counted, but he wasn’t there so he can’t really judge. Anything that could get his little girl to panic enough to not just jump between two doorways using a ‘looks like it belongs in a horror video game’ hallway but actually jump an entire universe away just to get away?
And he’d gotten something about Gordon Sarde, the sleazeball. He didn’t really like the guy, and neither did Josie, which showed she had taste. He wasn’t sure how the guy was involved, yet, but to join the Speedwagon Foundation, be a trusted employee and then betray them all in some unspecified way?
He doesn’t think he was even this enraged at Kira. He’s having to comb his hair just to keep it down, just like his temper.
“I’m starving,” Okuyasu whines at top volume, and they’re probably going to be getting a complaint from the neighbors but if that’s the least of their problems they’re lucky. As in, they’re still alive. To complain.
“Well, that’s probably a good idea. We’re no use to Josie or anyone else if we’re too hungry to fight.” It’s just using an excuse. Jotaro-san would never need an excuse, but then, he’s awkwardly straightforward like that. He could call it ‘reconnaissance’, since he’d recently heard that in a pretty cool movie and felt like using it. Of course, young Jojo could call him on that, but then, she can call him on any of his crap. She always could. She had her mother’s intuition.
At least she was fine. And seemed a lot calmer than before, but he hadn’t really had that long of a conversation with her, so he couldn’t be too sure. He hadn’t gotten another phone call to assure him that “Yes, Mr. Higashikata, everything’s fine, your daughter’s just causing trouble again,” which makes him worry about Mercia, but, well. One thing at a time.
He’d asked her to stay in the hotel, which he’s fairly sure is this hotel but Jotaro-san had been the one to coordinate the plans to meet up and is now missing (read: looking for a fight to deal with the aggression and maybe even deal with the one who made the darling of the family so scared). He’d frantically asked the staff but they nearly called the cops on him, which was both alarming and highly ironic. He wasn’t about to go knocking on all the doors, but he pulls out Crazy Diamond and has the Stand go into every room. He’s very careful to put the walls back exactly as he found them, thanks to his Stand’s power. He doesn’t find her, but he does find a lot of extremely confused people who are probably all starting to wonder whether they’re hallucinating. So she probably left, even though he asked her not to. It’s not like he’s not used to it, but she could’ve at least mentioned it before she left. Then again, for a woman whose Stand allows her to cross the world in just a few steps, it’s probably not that big a deal in her mind.
At least Koichi had thought ahead and gotten him a change of clothes so that not everyone was staring at the uniform. Though, to be honest, that’s one of the reasons he likes looking like a police officer—people are usually too busy staring at that to stare at his hair. Still, he’s trying to blend in. For now. If he needs the authority, he can whip out the uniform again.
He’s distracted by thinking about stuff, so doesn’t notice the giant monster that also ‘looks like it should be part of a horror video game’ when it tries to smash his face. It’s Okuyasu who saves him from that particular fate using The Hand, erasing space to ensure that he’s not in the way when it tries to shred his head with meter-long claws.
It’s just an unfortunate side effect that this also happens to end up with his head colliding, hard, with a fairly solid metal fence. He winces and stares at what is probably the ugliest Stand he’s ever seen. It’s made a dent in the concrete, which is better than a missing arm, but his head still hurts.
“Thanks for the save, Okuyasu,” he responds.
“Like I’m going to let my best friend get hurt,” Okuyasu replies gruffly.
And then the Stand gets friends, which reminds him of memories of another Stand, bittersweet even after all these years. Whoever this is has a swarm Stand, like The Harvest. And…and the street’s a lot emptier than he remembers it being.
“Great,” he grumbles, but quickly pulls out Crazy Diamond and moves toward Okuyasu so they can have each other’s back.
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: Josuke tries to deal with this new world.
Word Count: 1261
Rating: Teen
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS.
Note: Exodus '04 is suuuch a Josie song...
Josuke might be Officer Josuke, self-appointed peacekeeper of Morioh, and have a better hold on his temper than when he was a teen. For whatever reason, none of the criminals he arrests have a sense of self-preservation, which means exactly none of them have the sense to not diss the hair, and he can’t just beat up normal criminals no matter how annoying they are and no matter the fact that Crazy Diamond means that he could hurt them without anybody ever even realizing it. He has to set a precedent, especially with an impressionable infant in the house and a woman he loves with all his heart who trusts him not to take justice into his own hands like that unless there’s no other options left. After her death, there’s still a kid who needs a role model better than a certain cranky mangaka and a good habit to have in memory of her. In general, he’s a lot better at this patience thing and doesn’t get the urge to punch someone just for looking at his hair funny.
Well. That’s actually a flat-out lie, but he’s better about not following up those sorts of impulses.
That doesn’t mean that it was a wise idea to leave either him or Okuyasu in the hotel. By themselves. With nothing to do.
He’d been angry at Jotaro-san for being the loose cannon and running off. The guy might be his nephew, but he was the…well, older adult, at least, he should be responsible. Then again, maybe as the uncle it’s his duty to be the responsible one.
However, having listened to Okuyasu growl ever darker threats at anyone who would hurt his favorite ‘niece’ and realizing that punching the TV into a smoldering husk was beginning to sound pretty good, he’s starting to get the idea that Jotaro probably had the correct idea. The last time they’d accidentally trashed a hotel, the Speedwagon Foundation had been there to clean up the place and smooth over what probably would have been an incident, and they’d been having issues getting ahold of the Foundation in this universe. Not getting kicked out is probably a good place to start.
He got pretty used to Josephine running off, particularly to check out shining objects. She’d been creating portals to escape her crib. She beat up a kid at school for having the audacity to kiss her. He’d gotten used to the idea that she could take care of herself, but he was still her dad and so he had to balance the worry and the pride. She could kick ass, with or without him, though he was pretty sure she really enjoyed fighting alongside him.
He probably wouldn’t have come directly if not for the single fact that the two most unshakeable people in his life had panicked. Neither Jotaro nor Josephine did panic, as an emotion. At least not at this level. Koichi argues that those tense moments with Sheer Heart Attack counted, but he wasn’t there so he can’t really judge. Anything that could get his little girl to panic enough to not just jump between two doorways using a ‘looks like it belongs in a horror video game’ hallway but actually jump an entire universe away just to get away?
And he’d gotten something about Gordon Sarde, the sleazeball. He didn’t really like the guy, and neither did Josie, which showed she had taste. He wasn’t sure how the guy was involved, yet, but to join the Speedwagon Foundation, be a trusted employee and then betray them all in some unspecified way?
He doesn’t think he was even this enraged at Kira. He’s having to comb his hair just to keep it down, just like his temper.
“I’m starving,” Okuyasu whines at top volume, and they’re probably going to be getting a complaint from the neighbors but if that’s the least of their problems they’re lucky. As in, they’re still alive. To complain.
“Well, that’s probably a good idea. We’re no use to Josie or anyone else if we’re too hungry to fight.” It’s just using an excuse. Jotaro-san would never need an excuse, but then, he’s awkwardly straightforward like that. He could call it ‘reconnaissance’, since he’d recently heard that in a pretty cool movie and felt like using it. Of course, young Jojo could call him on that, but then, she can call him on any of his crap. She always could. She had her mother’s intuition.
At least she was fine. And seemed a lot calmer than before, but he hadn’t really had that long of a conversation with her, so he couldn’t be too sure. He hadn’t gotten another phone call to assure him that “Yes, Mr. Higashikata, everything’s fine, your daughter’s just causing trouble again,” which makes him worry about Mercia, but, well. One thing at a time.
He’d asked her to stay in the hotel, which he’s fairly sure is this hotel but Jotaro-san had been the one to coordinate the plans to meet up and is now missing (read: looking for a fight to deal with the aggression and maybe even deal with the one who made the darling of the family so scared). He’d frantically asked the staff but they nearly called the cops on him, which was both alarming and highly ironic. He wasn’t about to go knocking on all the doors, but he pulls out Crazy Diamond and has the Stand go into every room. He’s very careful to put the walls back exactly as he found them, thanks to his Stand’s power. He doesn’t find her, but he does find a lot of extremely confused people who are probably all starting to wonder whether they’re hallucinating. So she probably left, even though he asked her not to. It’s not like he’s not used to it, but she could’ve at least mentioned it before she left. Then again, for a woman whose Stand allows her to cross the world in just a few steps, it’s probably not that big a deal in her mind.
At least Koichi had thought ahead and gotten him a change of clothes so that not everyone was staring at the uniform. Though, to be honest, that’s one of the reasons he likes looking like a police officer—people are usually too busy staring at that to stare at his hair. Still, he’s trying to blend in. For now. If he needs the authority, he can whip out the uniform again.
He’s distracted by thinking about stuff, so doesn’t notice the giant monster that also ‘looks like it should be part of a horror video game’ when it tries to smash his face. It’s Okuyasu who saves him from that particular fate using The Hand, erasing space to ensure that he’s not in the way when it tries to shred his head with meter-long claws.
It’s just an unfortunate side effect that this also happens to end up with his head colliding, hard, with a fairly solid metal fence. He winces and stares at what is probably the ugliest Stand he’s ever seen. It’s made a dent in the concrete, which is better than a missing arm, but his head still hurts.
“Thanks for the save, Okuyasu,” he responds.
“Like I’m going to let my best friend get hurt,” Okuyasu replies gruffly.
And then the Stand gets friends, which reminds him of memories of another Stand, bittersweet even after all these years. Whoever this is has a swarm Stand, like The Harvest. And…and the street’s a lot emptier than he remembers it being.
“Great,” he grumbles, but quickly pulls out Crazy Diamond and moves toward Okuyasu so they can have each other’s back.
