"WE'RE GONNA MISS OUR FUCKING FLIGHT IF YOU DON'T STEP ON IT, NARANCIA!" Fugo screamed in your ear, temporarily waking you up.

You didn't expect the morning of the trip to Japan to go like this.

Everyone was running around the house trying to get the rest of their stuff last minute while Mista was having a full-blown meltdown in the corner of the house when he realized he accidentally packed four shirts. You were trying to get everyone ready to go out the door since you did a smart thing for once and packed the night before and decided to get ready in the van instead.

Which led to now...

You were sitting in the backseat while Trish was trying to cover you with a spare blanket she packed while you changed your shirt and pants. Fugo had the other end of the blanket as he tried to cover you the best he could while you tried not to hit either one of them.

Bucciarati and Abbacchio were practically zombies at this point. Bucciarati was trying to do his hair while Abbacchio was trying to get some extra sleep.

Giorno was trying to navigate Narancia to the airport while Mista cracked jokes and pretended like he didn't just burn a shirt behind the house ten minutes ago.

You were in the process of trying to put a new shirt on while you silently thanked your past self for wearing a bra to bed. A particular sharp turn knocked you off balance and sent you flying towards Fugo while you still had your shirt above your head.

You both stayed in an awkward position for a second while you tried to comprehend what was on your chest. "Fugo..."

"(Y/n)..." He echoed your name back as you tried to fight back a blush from embarrassment. You didn't have to look at Fugo's face to know he was red as a tomato at this point.

"Get your fucking hands off my tits before I throw you out of the car and have Narancia forward and reverse your ass." He immediately removed his hands from your chest.

You took the opportunity to sit back up and put your shirt on properly before looking up at everyone who was staring back at you in shock, minus Narancia, who was driving.

"The last person to look away is a thirsty hoe." You watched as everyone immediately averted their gaze in embarrassment.

"You're lucky man, Fugo," Mista commented before you smacked him on the back of his head. "And you're about to be a dead man Mista if you don't shut up." You commented as he hissed in pain.

You realized you needed to text La Squadra and ask if they were meeting you at the airport to give you your passport and papers. You searched your pockets before realizing you changed pants earlier and it's on the floorboard somewhere.

You felt the floorboard before grabbing your sweatpants and pulling the small flip phone out of its pocket. You flipped it open and sent a quick text to the group chat.

Funky: Did you guys get my paper that I need?

MJ: Yeah

Blueberry: WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! YOUR FLIGHT IS GOING TO LEAVE IN 20 MINUTES!!!

Funky: PARDON?!

Gucci: You guys better hurry up

You silently sucked in a breath before asking Narancia the question that may or may not cause everyone in the vehicle to panic. "How far are we?"

"Uhhhhhh- about 2 minutes, why?" He was a bit hesitant on the last part of his sentence.

"Because we have 20 minutes to go through the airport security, check our luggage in, and board our flight..." Everything was still for a second before you felt the car speed up as the back of your head hit the back of your seat.

You took the opportunity to grab your clothes from off the floor and turn around to shove them in the suitcase Trish loaned you.

"(Y/n), Fugo, Trish." Your attention snapped to Bucciarati as he clipped his last hairpin in his hair. "Start passing everyone their luggage, we're gonna have to run." The three of you started pulling luggage out of the back and passing it to the front as Narancia parked the car.

Everyone pooled out of the car in a rush as you climbed over seats and ran after them. You felt your phone vibrate as Illuso sent you a text saying they see you. "Narancia! Throw me the keys!" The black-haired boy turned around and chucked the keys at you before spinning and continuing to run.

You could see Risotto towering over the crowd of people at the entrance like the lovely goth beacon he was. You continued to run after your team as they ran to go find a spot in line.

You jogged over to La Squadra and gave them a tired smile. "Rough morning?" Risotto questioned you while a few of the males snickered behind the taller man. "'Rough' can't even describe what I went through this morning." You rolled your eyes at your comment before tossing the keys to Formaggio.

"You guys know the rules; don't go into the house and just drive the car back and park it." Formaggio gave you a thumbs up before walking over to you and giving you a tight hug. "Just in case the plane crashes and I never see you again." He patted your back before walking off with the keys twirling around his finger as he held a smug grin on his face.

"THANKS FOR REMINDING ME OF MY FEAR OF PLANES, DUMBASS!" You yelled at him as he snickered.

You looked back at the rest of the group as Illuso fished around in his pocket for your papers before handing them to you. "Don't lose them. It sucked trying to get these for you." You hummed and shoved them in your bra before giving the male a tight hug. "Beat his ass for me later." You whispered before he hummed in confirmation.

"Awww~! I wish I could go with you, (N/n)." Melone whined as he cut between you and Illuso and hugged you. "I'll be keeping all of those photos we took at the photo shoot." You hummed before remembering a specific photo you wanted.

"Do you still have that photo that we took with you and Ilusso wearing cowboy hats while I had an astronaut helmet on?" Melone pulled away and nodded cheerfully. "Good. Get me a copy of that later. I want to put it on my mirror when I come back." You could hear Illuso snort from behind Melone before dragging the male away by his arm.

"Bye, (Y/n)~!" Melone yelled as Illuso waved at you silently.

"You guys want a hug before-" You were cut off when Ghiaccio pulled you in a death-grip like a hug before speaking. "If you die, expect to be coming back to life so I can kill you again." You snorted and patted his back before he ran off to go chase Melone and Illuso.

The remaining males gave you a small group hug as Risotto patted your back before stalking off. "Go catch your flight before you miss it." He stated, which reminded you that you only had a few minutes left to catch up to your teammates.

"Oh, shit- Thanks again, guys!" You pulled away and bolted after your team with your suitcase in hand.

You luckily caught up with your team as they waited in line to be patted down while their luggage went through the CT scanner. "We were wondering when you would catch up," Abbacchio spoke as he flicked your head, causing you to rub it in pain.

"Did you get your passport?" You nodded your head and pulled it out of your bra. You opened it and noticed you were marked as an Italian citizen. "Damn, I look good in my photo." You revealed your photo to the team as they spoke their approvals.

You moved everything into your suitcase as everyone slowly got themselves searched.

It came to your time to be searched as you loaded your bag on the conveyor and walked through the metal detector. After walking through, you got patted down for a quick search by a female officer before you looked around for your team.

You spotted Abbacchio's head in the crowd as you grabbed your suitcase and weaved through the crowd towards the familiar head. You eventually caught up again and made everyone aware of your presence.

"We only have like," you looked at your flip phone before shoving it back into your bra, "seven minutes, can we run?" Everyone settled on a light jog as you caught a glimpse of the boarding bridge.

It was going to take another few minutes to grab tickets and board the plane as you lazily scanned the crowd for something interesting.

Your eyes got snagged by the color of one guy's headband as he walked beside a lady that seemed no older than him. They both had hair that seemed to have a few white streaks as they idly chatted and walked beside one another with their bags in hand.

They seemed interesting and you were slightly drawn to ask them what their story was as they continued to walk ahead of your group.

"(Y/n), get your passport ready so we can get tickets." You hummed and stopped to open your suitcase before pulling the booklet out and closing the luggage. You looked around for your team before realizing they were out of sight. "Oh, no."

You stood up and turned your head from side to side before getting anxious about the fact you lost your team. "Abbaccio?! Fugo?! Bucciarati?! Hello?! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GUYS GO?!" You were forced to move through the crowd of people as a few individuals shot you weird looks.

"Are you lost?" You almost jumped from the sudden voice as your fight or flight senses kicked in from the older man's voice. "Uhhh, yeah... I lost my friends." You turned and looked at the guy before noticing it was the same guy with the funny headband.

He had gray hair with a few thin streaks on blonde and a beard with a curly mustache to top it all off. He seemed like he could be your cool uncle that would tell you amazing stories of what he did when he was younger.

You were snapped from your train of thought as he waved his hand in front of your face while the older woman stood behind him and eyed you through her sunglasses. "Hello? Miss?"

"Oh! Sorry, I spaced out for a second." He hummed and scratched his head before deciding to ask you questions so he could help you. "Where were you and your friends heading?" You pointed at the sign that read Japan as you stood on your tippytoes and tried to spot Abbacchio's crazy silver hair or Trish's pink hair.

"Oh! We're going there too, we'll help you rejoin your friends since we're heading in the same direction." He pulled you along as you barely managed to keep yourself on your feet.

{(Y/n) Has Joined The Party}

"So what's your name kid?" The man asked as the woman trailed behind you. "I'm, (Y/n), Mr...?

"Caesar. Caesar Zeppeli. And that woman behind you is my teacher, Lisa Lisa." The woman cleared her voice and Caesar made an 'oh' noise. "Ex-coach, I mean..." You raised a brow and just assumed the woman used to be his yoga instructor or whatever the man did.

"What do your friends look like? Maybe we can spot them out in the crowd if we look hard enough." You hummed before trying to figure out how you were supposed to tell this man that they looked like strippers. Oh...

"Just look for weird hairstyles and stripper like clothing that's really flamboyant." You could hear him awkwardly cough in front of you before he stopped walking. "Oh! Found them!" He pointed at your teammates as they seemed to be panicking by the airline ticket desk.

"Y'ALL FUCKERS LEFT ME FOR THE WOLVES!" You screamed as a few of them jumped from your sudden presence. Caesar and Lisa Lisa started laughing while you stomped off to give your teammates an earful. "Thank you! I hope you have a great flight!" You waved at them with a complete 180 on your attitude before you looked back at everyone menacingly.

"(Y/n)! We thought you got kidnapped!" Mista yelled as you ducked under the stanchion to join everyone. "Don't '(Y/n)' me! Y'all left my ass!" You slapped Mista a few times before directing your wrath towards everyone else.

They moved away from you like you were the plague and apologized. You grumbled under your breath before looking around to make sure Caesar and Lisa Lisa got on their flight. You spotted them talking to each other to the side before someone bumped into Caesar and jogged off.

You weren't about to let your heroes get pickpocketed by someone, so you shoved your suitcase into Mista's arms before jumping over the stanchion and running after the thief. "(Y/n)! Where are you going?!" Mista yelled as you continued to run.

You didn't make it a foot away from the guy until you saw bubbles zoom past you. You let out a confused noise as a few almost hit your ankles. The thief seemed confused, so you took this chance and tackled the guy before pinning him to the floor. "Ah, (Y/n)! Thank you for stopping that thief for us!" Caesar yelled as he jogged up to you.

You got off the guy and watched as Caesar picked him up by his collar and started yelling at him before fishing his wallet out of the man's jacket. You shrugged and called it evens with the man before heading back to your team.

"What was that for?" Mista questioned you as you took your suitcase back. "Just saw a pickpocket happening and decided to get my pent-up energy out so I can sleep during the flight."

The lined moved as it was Mista's turn to get his tickets. You looked at the time and noticed it was the final countdown before the line closed. Mista quickly bought his tickets before it was your turn.

"Sorry, ma'am, we're out of second-class tickets and we're about to take off." Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked back at you with shocked looks. "Are you serious?! Do you have any idea how long we've been waiting-" Mista was cut off from his ranting as you raised a hand to silence him.

You silently seethed at the airport attendant before feeling a hand land on your shoulder. "We'll pay for her ticket!" You heard the familiar husky voice of Caesar speak up as he slammed his card down on the counter with his free hand.

You grabbed your passport from your bag and slid it to the attendant smugly.

You cheered as you walked beside your team as you loaded onto the plane with Caesar and Lisa Lisa trailing behind your group.

Giorno ended up sitting near the back with Bucciarati; Mista and Trish sat with each other in one of the seats in the middle; Fugo and Narancia sat in front of Bucciarati and Giorno, lastly, Abbacchio was stuck sitting with random near the front by first-class.

You waved goodbye to them as you slid through the curtain that separated first-class from second-class. You eventually found your seat number and realized it was a single seat with a small tv on the headrest of the seat in front of you. "Hell yeah, tv!" You quickly shoved your luggage in the overhead bin before taking a seat.

You looked around for Caesar and Lisa Lisa and spotted them seating beside you in a different row, quietly talking to one another. You noticed Lisa Lisa subtly glanced at you causing you to send her a friendly wave in response. Your attention immediately turned back to the tv as you fiddled around with it and tried to figure out how to operate it.

After a few minutes, the flight attendant went through protocol and walked everyone through what they should in case of an emergency before the engine of the plane started up. You always hated this part as you buckled your seatbelt and tried not to panic.

You felt the plane shake as it launched itself into the air. You dug your nails into the seat and held your breath for what felt like an eternity until it stopped shaking. You let out a sigh of relief and went back to fiddling with the tv before putting Shrek on.

You only made it an hour into the movie before realizing it was nearing the end. You pouted slightly realizing the flight wouldn't be over for a long time. You sat there and thought of ways to pass the time before settling on the idea of listening to music and sleeping through the flight.

Your stand's upper body emerged from your body and held up a few tapes as you shifted through the music. You settled on the Beatles before turning the movie off.

You hummed along to the first song quietly and stared out the window to watch the morning sky drift by. If Giorno was correct, you should all land in Japan by 9. You hated waking up super early and you were tempted to kick back and catch up on some sleep you lost. You did exactly that.

You jolted awake when you heard a humming sound in the air. You looked out the window to see flying by the plane as it did summersaults in the air by your window. You looked over your shoulder and caught a glimpse of Narancia lazily staring out of the window while Fugo had an eye mask on and slept.

You looked around for a second before searching your pockets for your phone before you open the notes page.

Bored?

You summoned your stand and handed him the phone before he army crawled on the ground and slowly made his way to Narancia to hand him the phone. You watched Narancia jump from your stand harshly poking his side with your phone.

Giorno must've noticed your stand from behind Narancia as he leaned into the aisle and gave you a confused look. You made multiple hand gestures towards Narancia. He took the hint and nodded before going back to what he was doing. You watched as your stand slowly crawled back to you before handing you the phone.

I'm SOOOOOOOOOOO BORED! Can I just find a way to crawl up there and hang out with you?

You looked up from your phone and shook your head sadly, causing Narancia to groan in defeat. You gave him an apologetic smile before pocketing your phone.

You looked around at all of the passengers before noticing Lisa Lisa and Caesar were awake beside you. Your stand gave you a knowing glance before you shrugged and let him do whatever.

He was giddy as he stood up and looked around to make sure no one could see him before rubbing his hands together. You watched as he hovered behind Caesar as he played with the ends of his headband. You tried not to stare as you occupied yourself with the window.

You could see your stand in the reflection as he would tug on the headband lightly before Caesar would swat away whatever was pulling on it. You struggled and tried not to smile as your stand would subtly lift the headband's ends off the ground before tying them into a bow. He looked at you for approval before you finally caved and started smiling.

They weren't kidding about stands reflecting their user's souls.

You watched as Caesar finally got fed up and turned around in his seat before moving his hand through the air before yellow sparks start to crackle off his hand. Apparently, thought it would be funny not to move and let the sparks go through him, in which it didn't go through him. You watched as the hand hit your stand's shoulder rather harshly, causing you to jump in surprise and rub your shoulder instinctively.

"AHA! So it was your energy that was over here!" Caesar pointed an accusing finger towards you as you turned your head and acted confused. "My what?" You scratched your head and looked around confused before quirking a brow.

crossed his arms and looked down at Caesar like he was silently throwing a fit over being discovered. Caesar decided to reprove his point as he looked in the general direction of your stand before inhaling deeply as yellow sparks popped of him. He hit your stand in the chest as you tried not to whimper over having your breast being abused for the second time today.