Hello world. So this is my First JoJo's Bizarre Adventure fan fiction, I am probably gonna be tar and feathered by some people for starting a new story, but I just fell in love with JoJo and I can't seem to write anything that doesn't involve Joseph Joestar. So I give you this: Father, Lover and Always a Runaway.

Disclaimer: I love Jojo, but I don't own it, that's all Hirohiko Araki-sensei's brain child. I just feel that the Joseph extramarital affair was not explained well enough for me, so here is my explanation.

"What part of stay away from my mom don't you understand, Mr. Joestar?" An angered Josuke threatened his elderly progenitor. The old man looked to the ground with shame, he didn't want to break his promise to his only son, heck he never intended to, but Shizuka crawled away from him and it led him to the mailbox of Josuke's house. " I'm sorr..." Joseph started to apologize.

" -you are not. I told you a million times to stop being a depraved old man and leave my mom alone. I have a suggestion, take your things, leave this dangerous place and go back to your wife and real family?" The angered youth poked Joseph in the chest and walked back into his house after retrieving his mail. Following his son with his tired green eyes, he noticed how the youth slammed the front door, how he closed the curtains and that's when Joseph saw the familiar woman who still wore her hair short. Sadly Joseph Joestar smiled at the happy house that raised his strong son and waked away with a half visible newborn giggling in his arms.

Hours later from the confrontation between father and son, the phone rang at Higashikata household, "Hello how can I help you?" The woman spoke into the receiver awaiting a reply. Silence followed and the familiar husky breathing of Jotaro came to her ears. Her knees got weak thinking of his similarities to her beloved Joseph, but the woman sighed as she came to the conclusion she was never going to see her lover ever again. "Hey, Josuke! Your nephew's on the phone!" She hollered knowing way to well Josuke was probably deafened by his A-button mashing in his room. Placing the controller down he picked up the phone in his room as he yelled back at her that he had it. Usually the doubt free mother wouldn't ease drop into her son's personal life, but lately the trusting woman had a suspicious feeling. Apologizing to Josuke in her head in advance, her motherly curiosity kicked in as she continued to listen on the active line. Placing the phone on mute, Tomoko continued to paint her toe nails navy blue as she finally heard Jotaro speak.

"Hey Josuke, can your mom ease up on calling me your nephew. Its rather embarrassing and brings me too much attention." The man pleaded honestly, not liking the obvious age difference that brought upon so many questions, and to his concern his uncle only replied 'yeah yeah.' Upset at the uncaring youth, the stoic man uttered an 'uncle Josuke' making a cold chill run down the teen's spine and he agreed to convince his mother to stop. To this silliness Tomoko giggled to herself quietly as she used her thumb to skim off the paint at the sides oh her left toe.

"So what's up? You never call this late on a school night... Is it another stand user? Was there another incident?" The boy hectically asked.

"No, no Josuke. It's about the old man. Have you seen him around? We split up earlier looking for that elusive baby. " Jotaro said with a quiet urgency.

Upon hearing Jotaro, Josuke's heart sunk. He thought the old man was just trying to take a gander at his mom, not actually looking for the invisible baby. The silence on the phone had everyone on their toes, until Jotaro cleared his throat as a warning to his insensitive uncle.

"Well you see I told him not to come anywhere near here, and I said that it was bull that he was actually looking for the kid, so I told him to go back home and stop making trouble for everyone." Josuke confessed, now completely filled with guilt.

"Yare, yare daze Josuke. She's gonna find him eventually in the city, what then? The old man is a free spirit, but he didn't deliberately chase down your mom and leave her alone with you." Jotaro was trying to explain when Josuke heard a big thump from inside the living room where his mom should be.

"Give me a sec, I gotta go check up on my mom." Josuke said as he put down the phone and ran to the living room before Jotaro could even reply.

The scene before his blue eyes was an outright invasion of his privacy, his beloved mother passed out on the floor with the telephone in her hand as the booming voice of Jotaro echoed throughout the room. It didn't take a genius to understand that his mother was listening to his conversation, but as upset as he was at her ease dropping, he was more disappointed at how he treated his elderly father. Obviously his mother was still madly in love with Joseph, even after all these years.

All the youth wanted was the peace and even though he hated to cause trouble for others, he managed to trouble others without even trying. Picking up his mother, Josuke placed her gently back on the couch as he un-muted her phone.

"Nephew, it seems my mother was listening to our conversation." Josuke said almost laughing at his failed attempt to keep her out of the loop.

"Well, uncle... you have some explaining to do, and I have to find an old man before he tries anything funny." Jotaro said as he suddenly hung up the phone.

"Huh? Jotaro!" Josuke yelled into the receiver, only to be meant with silence and a new found fear of what the heart broken Joestar might do.

Looking at the ceiling, Josuke sighed knowing that he had to confess the secrets he had been keeping from his mother. Running his hand through his pompadour, the teen contemplated if after revealing the truth to his mother, if he should grovel Rohan to wipe away his mother's memories and affection towards the old married man.

The young man positioned his beloved mother on his lap, with frustrated tears in his eyes. First Jotaro shows up with information of an inheritance and mission that was linked to the cursed family of the Joestars, then his grandfather dies and his once quiet city, was on the verge of becoming the murder capital of Japan. Staring at his mother's unconscious face, he stroked her short hair and whispered to the air "Joseph... He's here in Moriah." Tomoko woke up at the mention of her lover's name and stared in shock at her beloved son.

Nodding his head Josuke confirmed what she had over heard, but it felt so surreal.

Nervously Tomoko shot up from his lap and cupped her son's hands in her hands, begging him that she had to see him.

"There isn't much to see mom, he's a decrepit old man." Josuke automatically said, only to be met with a forceful slap.

Shocked at the sudden act of violence, Josuke brought his trembling hand to the stinging area of his face. His blue eyes lost their light, turning dark with anger at the thought of Joseph.

Upon seeing her son so agitated and upset, Tomoko understood that the youth would never accept that man as his father and asking him to now was unfair. Sighing the young mother looked at her son apologetically, extending a solemn hand to the area she slapped and whispered, "Don't talk bad about your father."

Instead of easing the tension, and apologizing to her son, she actually made it worse. Josuke was fuming, how can a smart, beautiful and independent woman like his mother, still be chasing after a man with a foot in the grave. She filled both parental roles perfectly, and his grandfather was all he needed as a father figure. Josuke never once felt the desire to know or chase after a man who abandoned his beloved mother when she was still a defenseless student. Grinding his teeth in agitation, he shot up from the couch accidentally pushing his mother back.

"He was never there, he abandoned us." Josuke told the distraught woman on the couch.

Biting her bottom lip, Josuke saw it in his mom's eyes. There was something he didn't know and she was on the verge of confessing. Her past sins were going to resurface, to once again shield the scrupulous adulterer everyone thought that her lover was.

"Eh… No. He didn't..." Tomoko stammered as she intertwined her fingers unsure if she should continue with her confession, but the youth's murder some glare silenced her immediately.

Josuke was holding onto the door handle, there were too many emotions running through his perplexed mind and he needed to be left alone.

He felt betrayed that his version of his conception was a lie; he also felt extremely guilty for accusing the old man of trying to sneak a peek at his mother, when Mr. Joestar only showed obedience in everything Josuke asked of him.

Adding the characteristics that the elderly man revealed to him, Josuke was starting to feel sick. Everything his father showed him, revealed a chivalrous man of integrity and self sacrifice and now the only thing that kept his mind occupied was the worrisome tone of Jotaro's voice over Joseph's disappearance.

Should he just leave and ask the old man? Would he provide the truth that was deprived from him? Or should he just stay there and listen to the story of a love struck woman.

"He told me he was married. He refused me, but 'no' was never an option for me." Josuke heard his mother say, but his brain refused to believe that his beautiful petite mother could over power the beast of man Joseph Joestar was rumored to be.

"No, listen to me Josuke... My school paired me off with him as his translator while in Japan. He was a gentleman. I knew better, but even though he 64, he looked at least 15 years younger than your grandfather at the time. He was about to leave, and I didn't even confess my true feelings, so I took advantage of his kindness. It was the last night of his stay in Tokyo before he was to go meet up with his daughter Holly, so he treated me to a restaurant." Tomoko explained to her son with a sudden blush on her face.

Josuke on the other hand was doing the ol' adding two and two together in his ever assuming head. 'Of course the old devil took you out to a nice restaurant. There he'd get you drunk, take you to his hotel room and leave the next day...' The teen thought as he stood still in front of the door, destroying the doorknob without his mother's knowledge.

"I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong. He took me to a nice place, we talked and he was trying to pay me for all my help, even though it was a class assignment. I refused him and although he was a bit sadden, he perked up once I ordered him sake . After that he let loose talking about his travels, wife and family. Every word that man said, whether be truth or an exaggeration had my heart racing... I never once regretted what I did next. The restaurant Joseph took me was owned by a dear friend, and during a bathroom break, I convinced the waiter to bring the strongest drink they had." Tomoko looked at the vase onto the coffee table, and thanked the heavens for alcohol.

While Tomoko stayed quiet Josuke was emotionally breaking down, if he felt guilty about treating the elderly man as a nuisance and a stain in his perfect life, now he felt like he was on the same level as Kira. 'If anything happens to that old man because of me, I'll never get to sleep again. I thought for years that he raped mom, I thought he abandoned us, and now she tells me this...' Josuke's busy mind scrambled through the new information.

Using his Crazy Diamond, he fixed the door, and dragged his feet to the couch his mother was sitting and voicelessly he asked her to continue.

"After he drank the entire bottle, he was stumbling and defenseless. He paid for the night, I couldn't drive, so I called for a taxi. It was rather late, he was losing his common sense, but he refused to let me go home alone. He pushed me onto his bed and placed a blanket over my head saying 'I'm taking the couch, sleep well kid' and well Josuke that was the last arrow to hit my heart, before I knew I could no longer resist him. He refused every second I pulled him against me, but the aphrodisiac I slipped into his drink finally kicked in." The woman explained as well as she could while trying to keep it as PG-13 as possible.

Josuke's blue eyes, just stared at the righteous woman he thought to be his mother in shock. He was conceived exactly how he thought he was, under the influence of alcohol, but never in a million years would he thought that Joseph Joestar was the victim. The youth was gonna give it to his mother, he couldn't believe that all these years he accused his father for abandonment, it was his mother's insistent behavior that conceived him, not a cradle stealing pervert. Everything he thought in his life to be true, was unraveling wrong, and he needed to at least find some shining justice somewhere.

"Look mom-" Josuke stared to say when the phone started to ring.

Hoping that Jotaro had found the old man, the teen ran towards the phone hopping to hear good news.

"Josuke! Josuke, pick up the damn phone you dolt!" Jotaro yelled into the phone.

"Jotaro... I'm on the phone, what's wrong?" Josuke asked filled with worry.

"It's Ji Ji, I need you to come here now. We need your Crazy Diamond. He walked into oncoming traffic, he's losing a ton of blood and I can't find Shizuka. She's here somewhere and I can't stand her damn crying! She won't shut up and a good portion of the city is invisible. I'm using The World every couple of seconds, but I can't keep this up." Jotaro informed his uncle while breathing heavily.

Gathering the information from his distraught nephew, Josuke ran out of the door, running desperately towards the Moriah Public library.