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Blood.
That was the first thing that Jotaro saw as he approached the crumpled body of his friend.
So much fucking blood.
Hesitantly, he paced to his side, dropping to his knees as he pulled the boy free from the metal that had twisted around him, leaving deep gashes in his arms.
He winced as his eyes fixed on them. But then again, that was far from the worst of the injuries Noriaki Kakyoin had sustained.
Gently, he slid his arm under his legs, the other firmly holding his upper back as he lifted him from the ground.
As he did so, the boy emitted a grunt, lavender eyes blinking open to meet Jotaro’s as his head lolled.
Meeting his light lavender eyes, Jotaro realized how strikingly pale the boy was. Almost corpse-like in nature.
He needed to get him to the Speedwagon Foundation medical team and fast.
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At some point during the frantic walk back to the medical team, Kakyoin had begun shaking steadily in his arms, blood trickling faster from his light pink lips as he kept his eyes locked on Jotaro, slow blinks the only fact signifying he hadn’t gone into complete shock yet.
“Jo…hmmph… Jo….Jojo”
“Shut the fuck up”, Jotaro hissed,clinging to him tightly as they finally reached the van
“There you are Jotaro!- Is he-”
“Where the hell are the doctors”
“I don’t know if they can-”
“I didn’t ask. Tell me where the hell they are old man”
Joseph signaled to the side, prompting Jotaro to quickly pace in their direction
“You. I need your help”, Jotaro hissed as he locked his eyes on the young female doctor Joseph had pointed out.
The doctor nodded, pacing over to meet him before her eyes dropped onto the pale figure in his arms, jaw dropping in horror before she spun around, “We need a helicopter stat”, she hissed to her companion, “Is he- Is he breathing”
Jotaro nodded, “appears so”
“Helicopter should arrive any minute there’s a base nearby. Keep him as steady as you can.”
Jotaro looked down to Kakyoin, feeling his shaky breaths get further and further, pulse worsening fast.
Quickly, he summoned star platinum, placing the stands hand on his slowly pumping heart and setting a firm pace, “Breathe”
The redhead’s eyes fluttered, forcing another wet shaking breath through his bloodied lips.
It seemed like an eternity as he stared down at the other boy, watching his gasps for breath closely until he felt the steady hand of Joseph on his shoulder, informing him of the helicopter’s arrival
“About fucking time”