"Josuke!" Tomoko shouts, smacking the thankfully clean spatula in her hand on top of Josuke's head from where he was carefully resting it on the table so it wouldn't muss his sculpted hair. "Jotaro will be here any minute, wake up!"
Josuke responds with his own indignant shout, standing back up and rushing to the bathroom.
Tomoko turns back to the stove where eggs were slowly coagulating in their pan. She had only found out a few months ago that Josuke was what people generally referred to as a witch.
A man named Jotaro had shown up on her doorstep one day, and Tomoko had almost confused him for the man she fell in love with 16 years ago. But after a brief moment of awkwardness, he explained that the Joestars were known for being a very powerful family in the witch community. So even though they had not known about Josuke until a few weeks ago, they still felt like he should have proper training.
Normally Tomoko would be much more wary about things like this, but ever since he was born, Josuke had had strange happenings following him about. Small objects randomly levitating, being enamoured with certain objects as a child that, whenever Tomoko asked, he would just call them magical. So she agreed to let Jotaro train Josuke over the next couple of months.
She had never seen Josuke so excited to spend time learning anything. Every day they spent an hour outside doing whatever it was that they did, sometimes coming in soaked or bruised. But Josuke always had a smile on his face.
Then Jotaro came in one day to explain that Josuke would have to spend a year alone. That was it. He had nothing left to say, and it was what it was. In order for him to be considered a full-fledged witch, he had to prove he could survive on his own.
Josuke seemed all for it, already planning what he would have to pack and where he would go. Tomoko was less enthusiastic, and even snapped at the two of them in the beginning. But she came around a bit more quickly than she had thought she would, after Josuke came to her the next day and spoke so excitedly about wanting to live somewhere with a beach, and how Joseph had offered to give him a monthly stipend.
So she begrudgingly gave him permission to plan out his leaving.
Jotaro and Josuke then decided that it would be better if he left after the end of this school year, and so continued his training until the latter end of July.
Then the day came so quickly Tomoko almost forgot about it, and now Josuke was running back down from the bathroom with his two bags and his cat trying to balance on his shoulder, dressed in the dark purple coat and pants that he had gotten from Jotaro, and proceeded to sew several little accents and trinkets on.
"Got everything you need?" Tomoko asks, stirring the eggs about once more before splitting them onto the three plates on the counter and going to the rice maker that was flashing the green button that meant it had finished.
"Pretty sure." Josuke answers. "Even packed some of Crazy D's cat food."
"Good." She answers as she sets the plates on the table. "And you have any idea on where you're going to be going?"
"Yeah." He says between shoveling rice into his mouth. "That place, Koriko. We went to their beach once with Grandpa. It's only like, 2 hours away by car, so it should be fine."
"That's a pretty big city." Tomoko trails off, the sound of Jotaro letting himself in the front door in the background. "You sure you'll be okay?"
Josuke waves off her concerns and continues with his breakfast.
"Good morning, Josuke, Ms. Higashikata." Jotaro greets them as he sits down. "Are you ready?"
"You better believe it!" Josuke responds with a large smile.
Josuke was almost shaking with his excitement as he stood in the driveway where a bunch of girls from school had somehow figured out what day he was leaving and showed up a few minutes ago. And Joseph's fancy shmancy car was pulled into the driveway alongside his grandfather's, where he was sitting in the backseat slowly amping himself up to get out and talk to the woman he had had an affair with 16 years ago.
"You sure about this?" Crazy D asks from his shoulder, the siamese cat blinking once lazily and watching the girls point and giggle at both Josuke and Jotaro.
"Absolutely." Josuke answers his companion. "We got this, man. Been training for months now."
"Well." The cat responds. "Normally a witch would be some years into their training at this point."
Josuke purposefully shrugs his shoulders to try and dislodge Crazy D. "You worry too much, man. Mom goes away on the weekends sometimes. We were fine then."
"Don't forget, now you need to find a place to stay, make money to support yourself, if what Mr. Joestar is giving you isn't enough, sign yourself up for classes in September..."
The teen ignores him. He's a 'Worry about those bridges when you come to them' kind of guy.
"Josuke." Jotaro says, walking over from where Joseph, Tomoko and his grandfather were awkwardly conversing. "The old man wanted me to make sure you got this." He says and hands Josuke a debit card and a few papers. "He opened up a line for you into his bank account. Says you can spend whatever you need."
Josuke blinks once, then snatches the items from Jotaro's hands, holding them up to the sky and smiling widely. "Sweet, dude!"
Jotaro rolls his eyes and shares a look with his great dane, Star Platinum who had followed him and sat by his side.
"Be sure to thank him." Crazy D cuts in.
"Are you ready?" Jotaro asks.
"Should be." Josuke answers, reaffirming his grip on his broomstick and picks up his two bags from the ground.
Jotaro makes a dissaproving look, and crosses his arms, looking pointedly at the second bag on Josuke's shoulder.. "Do you really need all that?"
"Yeah, man!" Josuke responds with his own indignant look. "That's got my gameboy, my sewing stuff and all my makeup."
His nephew doesn't look too convinced with his answer. "You can buy more when you get there."
Josuke ignores him and goes towards his mom and dad. "We about ready to get this done?"
Joseph nods back with a huge dumb smile on his face. "Whenever you're comfortable, Josuke."
The young witch nods, takes a few steps away from them, and slings a leg over his broom. The girls standing on the end of his driveway watch with wide eyes. There weren't a whole lot of witch families around here, so even if he were not all of their crushes, they would have been intrigued.
Tomoko sits up straighter on the stairs to her porch, and watches proudly as the wind picks up a bit around her son who was turning around to wave at her.
She waves back, and he takes off so quickly she almost has a heart attack, but he avoids the trees and bushes that lined their driveway, and was soon only a small dot on the horizon.
She stays silent and softly wrings her hands together as her father places a hand on her shoulder. "He'll be fine."
Jotaro nods. "He's almost as good of a flyer as I am. I'm sure everything will be fine."