#and then bore a deep grudge for killing his brother in law and setting off the chain of events that killed his sister

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the other moral of the night is that bitches will take literally any excuse to ship two men together

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I’m gonna be there: Chapter 14

Aka Jazz cover of Deja Vue plays in the background

“Thanks for dropping me, man!” Joey told his brother in law as he left the car, his store right in front.

“You’re welcome.” Sadao answered, Joriko getting out of the car only to come back to sit at the front. “You’re sure you’re gonna be fine finding your way through the subway by yourself? I know they’re pretty different than what you people have in the states...”

“Yeah, don’t worry about it!” Joey reassured him. “The worst that’ll happen is me calling you to pick me up.”

“That’s exactly what I’m scared of. Take care.” Sadao said as he rolled the window back up, ignoring Joey’s protests as he drove away. He turned toward his niece. “So, how’s school? Are you doing well?”

“I’m having some difficulties with science.” The younger girl admitted, her uncle making a disbelieved noise.

“Really? But I thought you wanted to go into astronomy later?”

“I know, but- there’s just so much!” Joriko complained, throwing her hands in the air. “I don’t know where to focus...”

“If you need help, you should probably ask your teacher. Or Holly and I could get you a tutor.” Sadao started, letting his niece moan in despair before continuing. “There’s nothing shameful in asking for help. If someone tries to make you feel bad for admitting you need help, you have my permission to kick them in the balls. And the rest?”

“You really mean that?”

“Of course, I don’t joke about kicking people’s balls. Now, what about the rest of your classes? If you’re doing bad in sciences even though you like them, I can’t imagine how you’re doing in math.”

“I’m actually doing great, it’s just- so boring!” Joriko complained. “And useless, too! In what everyday situation would I need algebra!?”

“Joriko, sciences and mathematics are more closely related than you’d think.” Sadao told his niece in a deadpan tone. “And you haven’t told me how you’re doing in the rest of your classes.”

“I’m doing okay. They’re boring, but I’m doing okay.”

“Jesus christ, you become more like Jotaro each day. In a few years, you’ll probably cripple the local gang activity before randomly locking yourself in prison because you think you punched someone too hard.”

There was a pause, and then Sadao and Joriko burst into laughter, the mood light. He could almost forget what Holly had told him, that his younger niece had been Stand users the entire time without him knowing, and it meant that his brother probably had been too.

Almost. He tried not to think about it.

The moment was broken as they heard a car horn from behind. Sadao looked in the rear-view mirror, frowning at the beat up car behind them. He let them pass, only for the car to suddenly slow down in front of them, the gas coming from it nearly blinding his view. “Piece of shit car driver...” He muttered under his breath, honking the horn two times.

“Why did you let him pass?” Joriko asked, turning toward her uncle as said uncle grit his teeth.

“How was I supposed to know he was going to slow down right in front of us?” Sadao countered, Joriko humming in understanding as her uncle rolled down the window, sticking his head out and screaming at the driver to hurry up already. He came back inside when the driver made a sign to let them pass, grumbling about how they should have stayed behind.

“Looks like they remembered how shitty their car was!” Exclaimed Joriko, laughing to herself as Sadao made a mention of language. 

Suddenly, Sadao saw something out of the corner of his eye, and after some quick, last minute maneuvering, successfully avoiding another, out-of-control car, which crashed into a lamp pole. The shorter man stayed frozen for a moment, before the driver of the other car came out, yelling obscenities at him.

As Sadao’s bafflement switched to rage, storming out of his car to snap right back at the other driver, Joriko stayed in her seat, processing what had happened. The timing with the other driver had been just too neat for it to be a simple accident. And where did that shitty car from earlier go!?

Was... was that guy after her family too?

“AND STAY OFF THE ROADS IF YOU’RE GONNA BE DRIVING LIKE AN ASS, CHINCHIN!” Sadao finished as he came back in the car, the driver that had almost crashed into them just standing there and looking like an idiot as the short man drove away. “Sheesh, I know I’m not the most well-placed to call other drivers assholes, but this is bullshit- Joriko, you okay?”

“Do you think that the driver from earlier might be after us too?” Sadao’s eyebrows shot up to his forehead, but he simply turned his eyes back to the road, rifling in one of his pockets.

“Don’t worry. If anyone’s after us, they’re gonna show up at the house, and your aunt will take care of them. They won’t go after us in a random street of Tokyo.” He reassured, getting out of a pack of gum out of his coat. “You want it? It’s Meiji Watta.”

“Cola or grape flavored?”

“Cola.” Joriko nodded, taking the gum from her uncle and popping the sweet in her mouth. 

As the cotton-candy texture shifted into something more akin to actual gum, she started talking again. “Why are people after us anyway?” Joriko asked her uncle. “I mean, did dad do something to them?”

“Oh no, your dad didn’t do anything.” Sadao reassured her. “It’s business on Holly’s side of the family. I didn’t understand everything, but there’s some guy named Dio who’s a vampire with a grudge against her ancestors, we think he might be possessing the corpse of her great-grandfather, and he’s sending people to try and kill us.”

“... okay. That explains why Joey-san is here. But why where we also attacked?”

“People are idiots.” Sadao shrugged. He then thought for a moment, before adding. “Then again, out of Holly, Jotaro and I, I’m the only one who is a 100% down to murder, and I did, so they might have a point in thinking we’re dangerous.”

“Sheesh. It’s still not a reason to go after me and my sister.” Joriko answered, before looking in the rearview mirror. She gasped. “The shitty car from earlier is back!”

“Open your window and flip him off.” Sadao told her, smiling to himself when his niece did just that, giggling the entire time.

“I like going in a car with you.” Joriko told her uncle as she rolled the window back up. “It’s fun!”

“Yeah, no one in the family is going to be agreeing with you on this one.” Sadao said in a deadpan tone even if he was smiling. “Apparently, me “getting my license at gunpoint” means I’m a “danger to the public safety”.” He explained, doing air quotes as Joriko’s eyes widened like saucers.

“You got your license HOW!?”

“Do not yell in the car, Joriko.” Sadao snapped at his niece, who pouted. He took a deep breath. “Sorry for that. And I promise you the story isn’t as bad as it sounds. You see-” The car behind them honked, pulling a groan from both of them. “Hold on-” The older man rolled his window down, and stuck his head outside. “FUCK OFF!”

He groaned as he came back inside, rolling the window back up. Joriko blinked. “Can we put on some music?”

Sadao nodded. “Of course!” Joriko turned on the radio, the beat of a popular pop song filling the car almost immediately as she started singing along to it, her uncle tapping his fingers on the steering wheel along with rhythm.

As they turned a corner to a less populated street, the radio suddenly started fizzing out. Sadao frowned in confusion, before a voice filtered into the car. “You do realize you don’t stand a chance right?”

The older man groaned as his niece blinked in confusion. “Let me guess. You were sent by Dio to kill the Kujo family?” He snarked. “Because I’ve got some news for you, dipshit: vampire fucker doesn’t actually care about us. He’s after my wife and son. You know, the guys with Joestar blood in their veins?”

“... well then, lead me to them, give up your daughter, and I’ll spare your life.” The voice over the coms said, and Sadao sighed in exasperation.

“1) That’s my niece, not my daughter. 2) Over my dead. Body.” He hissed. Before he could get an answer, he turned the radio off, rolled down his window, stuck his arm out, and flipped the car behind them off.

There was then a sound not unlike gunshot sounding out, and Sadao retreated his hand inside of the car, yelping in pain. He frowned at the deep wound on the back of it, which had also ripped to shreds the bandages covering it. Joriko gasped.

“Joriko.” Sadao started calmly, rolling his window back up as he started to pick up speed. “Keep your head down, and give me my phone, please.” He calmly asked, holding his good hand out for his niece to give him his phone.

As he calmly dialed Joriko’s school, explaining to them that his niece is feeling sick and may not show up today, the teenager summoned her Stand, Saturnz Barz’s blue stardust falling into the car like freshly fallen snow, before fading away as the planet’s bobbed into the backseat. “If he wants trouble...” She started.

“We’ll give him trouble.” Sadao finished, hanging up before doing a 180 and hitting the gas pedal, the wheel’s screech only muted by the two Kujo’s matching screams for blood.

The razzed right past the car that was following them, back into the main street as Sadao started maneuvering around the other cars, setting a location on his GPS as Joriko kept an eye on the car by using the rearview mirror. “So... what are you gonna do?”

“What can you do with your powers? I need a short version.” Sadao asked his niece, who looked surprised for a moment before smiling.

“I can make things levitate, set them on fire, create small storms, stop things from moving, cut things, create harmful gases, and freeze things.” She explained, each planet bobbing when she mentioned their abilities, not that her uncle could see them.

He did, however, nod in understanding with a smile on his face. “Adaptable to any situation, then. Just like you.” Joriko gave a big smile at the compliment. “You think you can use those fancy powers of yours to slow him down? I’ve got a plan.”

His niece nodded, making the planet numbered ‘4’ phase out of the car to start a storm behind, Sadao starting to speed up and veering around the other cars in the road, ignoring every single Japanese traffic law in the process. Joriko smiled as she saw the car behind them starting to slow down. “It’s working!”

“Good! If I don’t lose my license after this, then I’ll never lose it.” Sadao noted, looking around to make sure no police officers were around. “Is he still behind us?”

“Yeah... should I find a way to destroy the car?”

“No, that’s not necessary. When I tell you, can you make one of his tire pop?”

Joriko looked at planet #6. “I can do that.”

“Good- GET DOWN!” Joriko crouched as Sadao more-or-less slid down his seat, a sound not unlike bullets being shot sounding out as the back window, upper parts of the seats and front window were destroyed by bullets. As the sound stopped, Sadao started the radio back on as he sat in his seat properly. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” He yelled at it, and was answered y a sly laugh.

“Should’ve surrounded when you had the chance!~” The voice from earlier taunted, and Sadao grit his teeth.

“Once again, I’d rather die than let anyone in my family get in danger.” The musician told the radio.

More laughter streamed out. “You really think you stand a chance!? You haven’t even realized the purpose of my attack!”

It’s when the smell suddenly hit Joriko, who frowned in worry. “Ojisan... the car is covered in gasoline.” Sadao frowned in worry, and had the time to take good whiff before seeing the driver behind take a wire with sparkling electricity on it, the cable somehow extending to his car, and then the fire caught on.

“WHAT THE FU- WHEN DID HE FIND THE TIME TO- JORIKO PUT THE FIRE OUT!” Sadao screamed, taking a sudden turn to another street and speeding up even faster. 

Joriko snapped out of her trance, making Saturnz Barz’s fourth and last planet start to cycle around the car. The effect was instantaneous: whatever wasn’t smothered by red particles was put out by extreme cold, her breath fogging up and what was left of the windows frosting up. “Can I pop his tire now?” Sadao nodded with gritted teeth, and she sent out Planet #6 to send a ring at the car chasing them. 

The front-left tire pretty much blew up at the impact, their chaser veering off the path as Sadao turned, stopping the beat-up car in a turning toward Joriko. “Alright, so here’s the plan...”

-

Their chaser grumbled as he regenerated his tire. He hadn’t seen the red-ice storm to put out the gasoline fire coming, nor did he see them finding a way to pop his tire. And not just in any way either: they had used another Stand to do it, which meant he had to put in actual effort to regenerate it.

He tracked their car back to the small green area it had suddenly stopped in a few minutes ago, only to stop in surprise at the sight: the black, sleek car had crashed into a tree. “They... crashed.” He started laughing. “They crashed! And as thus!” The enemy Stand User declared, laughing madly and pointing his finger to the sky. “Sadao Kujo is dead! I win! This story draws to an end-”

Suddenly, two weights dropped onto the roof of the car, and two pair of hands took a hold of his arm. A strange orb with the number one started floating around his arm, and he suddenly felt weightless. “Oh, please!” A young feminine voice exclaimed. “My uncle’s the driving force of the story! Without him, it wouldn’t exist!”

“And trust me,” A rough, masculine voice continued. “You don’t my role to become someone to be avenged.” The pair of hands tugged, throwing him out of the safety of his car easily and revealing Sadao and Joriko Kujo standing atop of it. Both of them were missing their hats, alongside Sadao’s coat and Joriko’s chain which had stayed in the car, and multiple orbs were flying around the younger girl.

“What!? But how-”

“I crashed my car on purpose, noroma. We’ll have to replace it,” he looked at the banged up front of his black car, which looked somewhat crunched from the impact with the fence. “but I can still drive us home.” Sadao explained, jumping down from the roof of the car and helping his niece down. “And then, we hid in that tree over there. You really should have thought twice before engaging me in a car chase.”

“Yeah! Sadao-ojisan’s got his license at gunpoint!” Joriko laughed as Sadao got a knife out. “You never stood a chance!”

“W- wait,” their enemy started cowering. “You’re not going to kill me, are you? I’m just in this for the money!”

“I don’t care about your reasons.” Sadao hissed. “I killed someone for threatening to harm my son. You actively threatened my niece’s life the moment you tried to get that car to crash into us. And as far as I’m concerned, once you start hurting others, it becomes easier each time- Joriko, you alright?”

The younger girl was suddenly looking very uncomfortable. “Can we... just beat him up? I don’t- I don’t want to kill him.” She explained, tone unsure.

Sadao nodded after a moment. “Can you keep him on the ground?” Joriko nodded, her mood already picking up as the fifth planet of Saturnz Barz came to circle around their enemy, increasing his own weight until he couldn’t move anymore, the uncle-niece duo coming near him with malevolent smiles.

After kicking him forty-seven times and leaving with a warning to ‘stay the fuck away from them’ (Sadao’s words), they got back into the beat-up car, Sadao starting it as Joriko fidgeted. “So... what now? Are you gonna bring me to school?”

“Do you have science today?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll let it pass this time. You want to buy some sweets on the way ba-” Sadao’s phone started ringing, and he quickly answered it. “Yes?”

“...”

“Hi Holly!~”

“...”

“What?”

“... ... ...”

“I’ll be right there.” Sadao started up the car, suddenly looking more worried than he had looked the entire time they were being chased. “Joriko.”

“Yeah, what?”

“When we get home, you stay in the car until I tell you it’s safe to come out, got it?”

“Wha-”

“Got it!?” Sadao asked again, tone more urgent, and Joriko just nodded, wondering what her aunt had told her husband to put him in that state.

She, after all, hadn’t been told about the murder of Sherry Polnareff.