Chapter 2

It was odd really. The moment their eyes met, Giorno felt like he knew him for so long. Like the man standing before him was someone so close yet so distance. He didn't understand what those meant though.

It wasn't any different for Jotaro. The boy felt familiar but he'd never seen him before. He disregarded the thoughts when he claimed it unimportant. Or at least not yet.

Jotaro noticed a blue wallet with a picture of a man on it- it probably fell when they stumbled upon each other. He picked it up and handed them over.

Unfortunately, Giorno was frozen on the ground. He was complicated with his own feelings and one of the cause was the memory loss he was experiencing. He felt like it was necessary to ask the man.

"I'm in a hurry. If you don't need my help then fine." Jotaro said before tossing Giorno's wallet at him as he entered the school ground. A few girls were seen clinging to him- his fangirls perhaps. "GO AWAY WOMAN!"

Giorno snapped out of his own thoughts as a sigh escaped his mouth. He quickly stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes. His head turned to the way Jotaro just walked off.

Surprisingly, Jotaro did the same. He took a glance of Giorno and their eyes met for a while before the both of them averted their eyes away, walking their separate way.

It wasn't long after that, Jotaro got thrown in the jail because he was accused of beating people up.

*

*

*

Giorno didn't really favor of staying at one's place for too long. No, he just meant staying at Misaka's place eventhough she was super nice. He's getting a bit impatient of his situation. Who doesn't? He was clueless as to why he loss his memories and he was even more frustrated that he couldn't ask anyone or do anything for now.

The kind woman, Misaka even brought him to the hospital but the doctor said there was no injury to his head. Hell, Giorno already figured he was hurt by a stand. He just wasn't sure what kind of stand or when and where did he fight them. He believed it strongly otherwise he would've gotten a normal injury on the head. But he didn't.

The doctor said Giorno was fine and healthy which Giorno had expected coming for a non stand user. There was no way he was in a normal circumstances. Giorno hoped Misaka believed him better than the doctor. Which fortunately, she did. If Misaka didn't..

Well, he didn't know if he could survive. Usually, he can but considering his circumstances, he wanted to take advantage of having a shelter temporarily.

Maybe he should investigate the place where Misaka found him again. He did went there yesterday but something came up so he lost his chance.

"Giorno, can you help me run an errand?"

"Sure, Mrs. Misaka."

Perhaps after this, he thought.

*

*

*

It was afternoon when Joseph met with Holly. Holly had told him that her son, Jotaro was in jail. And worst, he didn't want to get out from there eventhough he was able to. His reason was bizarre, he didn't want to hurt people. Does that make any sense? Holly was so confused and helpless. She was glad when her father came to visit her upon her phone call.

Joseph went to the jail with Mohammed Avdol and Holly. That was when he had Avdol dragged Jotaro out. It was also the moment when Jotaro learned about stands instead of a mere 'evil spirit'. Stand was much more complicated.

Joseph brought the three of them to a cafe, he planned to explained everything to them. He told Jotaro and Holly about his own stand which he recently got and how it was supposed to be used. Avdol brought out a camera and in an instant, it was crush by Joseph's hand as he released his stand, Hermit Purple. A photo came out of it as a result but unfortunately, the expensive camera was broken. He couldn't careless though, it wasn't as important as the danger they were in.

Jotaro was so impatient, he snatched the photo away from Joseph and had his eyes glued on it. It was then that he learned about the man, Dio. And how Dio had stolen his great great grandfather, Jonathan's body. It seemed like Dio was the cause that made Joseph and Jotaro received a stand. He and his mother also learned about the birthmark on their shoulder.

It was a lot to take in for Holly and Jotaro but then Jotaro just couldn't careless. It had nothing to do with him or his mother. He kept it to himself but he swore he had seen that picture somewhere. Nevertheless, it wasn't his business. He didn't like to pry more and bring trouble to himself.

*

*

*

On the other hand, Giorno was inspecting the area he was founded by Misaka. This time, he had all the free time he wanted. Since the thing he was supposed to bring to Misaka can be delayed.

He put aside the paperbag and began contemplating the area. He wasn't satisfied though, it seemed like nothing was there. It was clean. There were no life force. Perhaps he could use Golden Experience to search for anything that could be a clue.

He was about to released his stand when suddenly his phone rang. No, it was only borrowed from Misaka. Apparently, it was her dead son's.

Giorno immediately picked it up, "Yes, Mrs. misaka?"

"Oh, Giorno? I'm sorry to trouble you but I forgot to write flour when I gave you the list. Do you have any money left?"

Giorno tilted his head to support the phone he wasn't holding, his shoulder was also tilted. A blue wallet was taken out of his pocket. He opened it and raised his eyebrows when it was completely empty.

"Giorno?" Misaka spoke when he didn't respond, "Are you still there? If you don't have, come and take it over here. Or do you want me to go out?"

Giorno's mind was in a jumble. He didn't want the trouble to go back to Misaka's house just to take the money and go out again. And he didn't want the option where Misaka had to go out just to send the money. He had already troubled her enough.

His eyes wandered around as he thinks. Then it landed on some passerby, a foreign old man with a hat and his company, with dark skin and red outfit. He wasn't hesitant when he answerd Misaka's questions, "Don't worry Mrs. Misaka, there are still some left." He smiled. "You don't need to come here."

Giorno put his wallet back into his pocket as he ended the call. The paperbag earlier was turned into a flower as he stuffed it into his left pocket.

"Here we go."