First Jojo fic, here I come! I own nothing. I hope you enjoy and God bless!
He, Dio never slept like a human would, that familiar nightly ritual every human knows, being a vampire and all the other wonderful awe inspiring things he was. He did not feel the need to and even if he did desire it, which he never did really, it usually meant his hibernation was near. Either way, he never really experienced the familiar sensation of waking up, that unpleasant reminder that one had to return to one's job and work their life away like some insignificant pawn of society.
He did not mourn that fact but like the Joestar family always seemed to do, they pushed him oh so very close top doing so.
"For Heavens sake Erina! What do you expect me to do?!"
Jonathan. His voice powerful booms throughout the mansion causing the walls to shake and dust to fall from the ceilings like snow in summer.
Dio could not ignore that voice. Instinctively it put him on edge like he were about to battle him to the death. He could not relax, and the tension made his teeth grind together.
Honestly, he thought as he hissed, it was almost like he were in the middle of their petty married couples argument.
He wanted to rub his sensitive ears for relief but life as nothing more than a head in a jar stashed away in the basement had constricted him top only wishing one of the mortals shouting would drop dead at any moment, wondering just what on earth he could have done on that cruise ship to make things different.
The particular scenario he pondered was just how on earth he could have foreseen that Jonathan had taught Erina some Hamon as a defense. Just who on earth could have foreseen that?
Although, he would not defeat just yet. He may have been bested this once but he would never admit defeat.
He would kill that Jojo if it was the last thing he, Dio, would do.
A miserable existence, it was.
He had no idea what they were even arguing about but whatever it was, it had progressed to the point that they were shouting so loudly the very house shook.
It was a typical married couple's business. As soon as the honeymoon period wore off, they were sure to be at each others throats and, as much as he enjoyed the rare moments in which they held a mutual dislike for each other, he desperately wished he did not have to sit through every waking second of it.
"To just be home! That is all I desire Jonathan! I miss my husband, but it is clear he doesn't feel the same!"
But your not alone, he thought to himself with a slight smirk, you gave I, Dio, with you.
"Erina you know I would never-!"
"Please, just... just get out... I can't stand to be around you right now..."
"...Erina please..."
"No, just... Just please..."
There was a silence.
Dio was surprised. She rarely raised her voice but then again, Jonathan was so sickeningly gentlemanly that he would never even raise his hand against a fly.
He guessed they both seemed to cancel each other out.
But the part that surprised him the most was how Jonathan just left right after that short exchange. He knew he did because his scent had suddenly going so far away.
Dio knew he would be back. The two were grossly in love, two idiotic mortal beings made for each other, and Erina just needed a bit of time to cool down.
That wasn't what surprised him. It was how, with just her words, that backwater shrew could just banish the only man capable of besting him, Dio.
He certainly could not do that and he was infinitely more powerful than her, so how was she able to command a man stronger than both of them?
He sighed. Love was a strange servitude, one he could not possibly fathom.
It enslaved even the most powerful men without complaint. It was the reason men died for a country that did not love them. It was the motive behind the most irrational of things.
If what that boy Pucci said was true, than God is a loving being, so, the more he thought about it, perhaps loving someone was the closest one could get to no longer remaining human.
Who knows. Perhaps that Erina girl was even stronger than Jonathan himself, and perhaps he, Dio, could use that to his advantage.
Well, at least the woman banished his mortal enemy for now, for once at least working in his favor, so at least he could get some rest.