She's still as beautiful as ever. Giorno stared at her sitting on the chair minding her own business for awhile.
Her green and blonde hair tied up in a double bun, incredible figure, her lips formed to a pout as she scrolled her phone, that toned ass-
He mentally slapped himself for being his padre again. Puffing his chest up, he courageously walked towards her.
Jolyne suddenly noticed it went darker, she stared up from her phone and saw Giorno towering over her.
"Oh hi Gio-" she trailed off noticing how different the boy is in front of her.
He was broader, confident and muscular. But he still carried the same gentleness he always had.
...()
"Oh dear God above, hear this fool's prayer, for his intention is righteous. We don't know how lit your grace is, but we now it is lit. Forgive us for being hood. Now, in the name of your boy, Jesus. Do you believe?"
"Yes."
"May the Lord grant you the best. Now get the fuck outta here and work your ass off!" Pucci sprayed holy water to Dio's face. "Amen!" he immediately stood up and ran towards his car. Starting the engine and speeding away.
Pucci attempted to chase the car "Yo, yo, yo! Is it too much for a nigga to ask for a lift?! Man, I'm gonna be late! I have to attend communion!"
He whipped his phone out and called for uber.
...()
"Ooooh! Aren't you such a muscle stud~?" Jolyne said as her hands caressed Giorno's muscular arms.
The hairs at the back of his neck stood up, the hairs aren't the only thing standing up though if you know what I mean wink wonk.
"A-Anyways, how do you do? It's been awhile since we saw eachother..." Giorno trailed off. "Well, what do you think? I barely pay any attention to dating and I got my heart broken when I actually do. It's so stupid. But, it's his lost. He never got what he wanted from me." She smirked coyly at the blonde.
Giorno can only gulp as he took a sip from his iced coffee 'Is she trying to seduce me?!'
"What about you? What have you been up to? What did you do for fun in the past few months?"
"I uhh. I pick stuff up and put them down."
"Do you have to be so blunt?"
Giorno: My pa just dragged me. But I guess it worked out pretty well...
Jolyne: Mmmm. I'd say.
Giorno: What are you going to do now? Now that you're... Single and all.
Jolyne: ... I think I'd lay low, and appreciate those I failed to when we were together.
She felt remorseful that she mostly avoided Giorno because her boyfriend said so. Giorno is her bestfriend, how much of a horrible person is she to throw that away for a fuckboy?
"I'm sorr-" she was about to grab his hand but she noticed the callouses and bruises.
Jolyne: What is this?
Giorno: OH! That, uhh I uhh it's umm...
Jolyne: Kyokushin.
Giorno: How did you know?
The girl frowned.
Jolyne: My dad was a top fighter in that discipline. To the point that he was dubbed the strongest kickboxer. He moves as if he stopped time and punches so hard it gives the impression that he can break diamonds. They used to call him "Ocean God" because if he hits your ribs just once, your lungs feel like you drowned.
Giorno's face fell. He was mildly trembling. He was silently praying that his father won't face that man in the tournament, let alone in a martial arts fight. Johnny was right, he is a monster.
Jolyne: But it's pretty neat that you're practicing it. Dad tried to teach me but I refused. You know how much I hate him, to the point that I took up Kung Fu just to spite him hahaha!
Giorno: Haha...
Jolyne noticed something. She noticed how great the progress her bestfriend made in a few months.
Jolyne: Are you... Training for something?
Giorno: WHAT- ME? I uhmm... Errr...
Jolyne: Cause I can help. :)
...()
"Narancia, do I really have to tag along?" Trish begrudgingly mumbled. "Of course! Mista's been quiet for MONTHS! That is so not like him at all! But he did mention he is going to some Oasis place the last time he went online." the adrogynous boy said.
"The english rockband?"
"That's it over there!"
She yelped as her bestfriend dragged her arm towards the gym.
"MISTAAAAA-" Narancia kicked through the door and went silent at what he saw.
It was a jacked up Mista, hanging from two rings, performing an iron cross.
...()
The contestants have picked up the order of numbers they are going to face Dio at.
1st- Tarkus
2nd- Ghiaccio
3rd- Formaggio
4th- Ciocolatta
5th- Weather Report
6th- Kosaku
7th- Kars
8th- STROHEIM
9th- Jotaro
"WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH YOUR NAME?! WEATHER REPORT?! YOUR PARENTS ARE BASTARDS FOR NAMING YOU SOMETHING SO GODDAMN RETARDED!"
"Hey, hey! Calm down, Ghiaccio." Formaggio tried to reason with the screaming guy.
"Hmph. This is stupid. Tarkus alone can overpower him and best him." Kars folded his arms.
"Do not underestimate Dio." Stroheim calmly said as he rotated his hand constantly, freaking Kars out. "What-"
...()
Jolyne is still incredibly angry at Anasui's betrayal. Every fiber of her was itching to take revenge. But how? Maybe... Maybe make him jealous?
But she felt conflicted about using Giorno. He is her bestfriend, but at the same time, he was hot enough it's perfect. To the point that she doesn't mind fucking him herself...
Giorno: You okay there? You suddenly went silent.
Jolyne: Yeah! Yes... I just... Thought of something.
Giorno: About what?
Without skipping a beat, she decided to change the subject.
Jolyne: Anasui and my father are competing in some tournament called the Iron Man Survival of the Fittest. Kinda weird since my dad's uncle was there too and he is younger than him.
Giorno: Oh! I... Yeah. I know about it...
They stared at eachother for awhile.
Giorno: I actually am going to compete there so...
Jolyne: Really?! Then please... Kick his ass.
There was an awkward moment of silence.
Giorno: Your dad..?
Jolyne: Anasui, you idiot. Beat him!
Giorno: I mean yeah I... Yeah.
Remembering his father's drive to claim victory, he smiled with determination. "I'm not planning of losing anyway."
...()
"You have... Fucking AIDS?!" Johnny exclaimed. "Shut the hell up! You just returned and you're already annoying me!" Dio snarled. Meanwhile, Gappy had no idea what it is.
"What's AI-"
"Do you have any idea what will happen if you enter the tournament?" Johnny asked. "Yes. I die. Also it's a gauntlet for me." Dio folded his arms. "You... You made it in to a damn gauntlet? You're... Aren't you afraid to die?" the thin man questioned.
"Pfft. No. I wanna prove I am the strongest." Dio chuckled. "But you're extremely weak right now. And you're going to keep getting weaker by the second!" Johnny screamed at his face.
"And isn't it frustrating? To use WEAKNESS as an excuse to NOT EVEN TRY?" Dio yelled back.
Johnny looked at him in disbelief "You're a madman..."
"So! What are we going to train today?" Dio clasped his hands an stared at Gappy.
"Eat shit, asshole. Fall off your high horse." Johnny dismissed him.
"Come on! If you're afraid I might infect you, you won't. Because I ain't fucking your scrawny ass, even if I'm gay, which I am not."
"Guys, what is AIDS?" Gappy asked one more time.
The two simply stared at him. "I'll explain later. Right now, this son of a bitch right here is about to fucking die. I'm not training you anymore, Dio Brando." Johnny said in a serious tone.
"Fine! I'll just fight you then! If I win, you'll keep on training me." Dio got in a fighting stance. Johnny cracked his knuckles.
"Heh. If I win. You have to forfeit."
"I still don't know what AIDS means."
...()
"It's that huge?!" Giorno exclaimed.
"Yes. The event will be held on Requiem dome on Star Island in Miami. I mean, they did evicted and demolished the houses there so there was this huge dome. The flyers said even President Funny Valentine and the Vice President Smokey Brown will be attending." Jolyne shrugged.
"Oh... I guess it's going to be a pain. To have those many people watching you..." Giorno shuddered.
"Aw, what? You still haven't gotten over your fear of public speaking?" she asked with a smile.
"Not... Really... I just hope my padre won't to anything embarrassing." Giorno sighed. "Your dad is an oddball huh? But still, mine's weirder. I guess you're luckier than me, since he seems to be very proud of you." Jolyne smiled sincerely.
...()
Gappy can't believe his eyes, Dio managed to throw Johnny.
But Dio was on the ground writhing in pain.
"Let me guess, you've been throwing Giorno alot during Gappy's training." Johnny puts his hands on his hips.
"Yeah, he takes alot of pleasure doing that." Gappy answered for the man on the ground.
Dio coughed some more blood. Johnny sat beside the incapacitated man.
"Look. I had a teacher once. He was an eccentric one. He believed he can take on anybody as long as he was fighting for the right thing. We had a bond, he is like an older brother to me. He taught me how to be less cynical and and see the wonders of this fucking world, until I found myself slowly changing, hell, I even got married because of my change."
His face turned dark however. "But then. When he was doing a charity mission, there was this one kid who asked him for help, the poor little thing was being harrassed by the cartel. And then Gyr- my teacher... Went to protect him. Got shot and died... Sometimes, we always can't get what we want. No matter how righteous you think your reasons are."
"Ahh... I didn't asked... For a backstory." Dio grumbled. Johnny's left eye twitched.
"Point is, don't let yourself get killed by pride! I've seen it kill somebody."
"Fuck off. Why are you going against what he fucking taught you? You imbecile..." Dio's raspy voice emerged as he slowly sat up "I am going to die either way. But this... Is the way I want to go."
"... I think he has a point, John." Gappy piped in, causing Johnny to glance at him. "Honor a dying guy's wishes."
"Hell yes." Dio agreed weakly.
Johnny sighed in defeat, despite being relatively unharmed, he lost to Dio's determination.
"I can't deny someone with a heart like that. Even if it's on the verge of stopping." Johnny stands up.
"Get up." Dio grabbed his hand as Johnny pulled him up to his feet.
"What in fuck's name did you do to get so good at fighting?" The blonde man whined. "I failed more than you ever tried." Johnny said.
The thinner man removed his beanie "You better get loose, I'm teaching you the infinite spin."
...()
Narancia, Mista and Trish were sitting on a bench just outside the gym.
"I don't know! I just... Feel like I wanna do something on my free time you know?" Mista scratched the back of his head. "You mean all the time?" Trish snarked.
"But that is insane! You're going to compete at the iron man tournament?" Narancia asked in disbelief. "Is it really that trending?" the man with the beanie asked.
"Yes! It's all over social media! And we are watching!" Narancia smiled. "We? I haven't even heard of it." Trish folds her arms. "Aw come on! It'll be worth your while! There are buff guys there!" Narancia poorly tried to convince her.
"Excuse you, but I'm not that low. So it's a no."
"I heard that Giorno's going to compete there too." Mista scratched his chin.
Trish's ears perked up. She immediately changed her mind about not coming.
"Mista. Come on, why are you doing this shit. This is not like you at all." Narancia asked. He might be a plucky kid but he knows when something is up.
"You're making it sound like I'm deadbeat! But fine, I guess I'll tell you..." Mista adjusted himself.
"I just feel envious or jealous of him for some reason... And no, I don't like you, Trish. So this isn't about a love triangle. You are eww."
"Screw you too."
"I want to get my life in to track, like him. Specially when he started working out I feel like I'm being left out. So, I did. He is my rival! But not like an enemy, I love that guy. But like, someone who inspires you to be better! And I wanna keep pushing myself to make sure I'm better than him!" Mista smiled.
"... Wow. I guess you're not that shallow." the adrogynous boy quipped. "Just because I'm laidback means I am an idiot." Mista leaned back.
"But you are an idiot." Trish frowned.
"Shut up."
Hours passed by.
Giorno and Jolyne didn't noticed that they have been chatting for hours.
"Oh! I guess I'll see you later!" Jolyne stood up. "Y-Yeah." Giorno replied.
They both got ready to leave.
"Hey." Jolyne called.
"Yeah?" Giorno faced her.
"Goodluck. Oh and thanks. I missed you."
His heart thumped "Uh errm... Yes."
Jolyne gave him a weird look before waving goodbye.
Giorno sighed but he was smiling. Words can't express how happy he is today.
But as he walked home, he was suddenly grabbed by a muscular figure.
Giorno's instinct to throw him won. But he noticed something.
'He is... Strong!'
He turned around and saw that familiar bizarre hair.
"Hey man! Nahahaha!"
Giorno sighed in relief "Josuke, you scared me!"
"Long time no see! But I guess we can't be too chummy since you know... We're competitors for the Junior division."
Giorno gasped a little "You're competing too?"
"Of course! I got nothing better to do. And I see you're being too close to my grandniece." The taller man said that in a serious tone.
"Y-You're her- nevermind. I've heard alot of weird stuff that it shouldn't surpriseme anymore." the blonde rolled his eyes.
Giorno: Anyways. Jolyne and I have been bestfriends since junior high-
Josuke: I honestly thought you were gay.
Giorno: Excuse me? Who says I'm gay?
Josuke: ...
Giorno: ...
Josuke: ... You are gay.
Giorno: I'm not.
Josuke: Are you sure?
Giorno: Yes.
Josuke: Not even a little bit gay?
Giorno: Yes.
Josuke: Too bad. You being gay fits.
Giorno: What about you, are you gay?
Josuke: ... Oh! You might wanna see this, pal.
Josuke showed Giorno the newly announced gauntlet through his phone. "Your dad is so kewl for actually volunteering to take on the seniors!"
"WHAT?" Giorno screamed.
Giorno repeatedly read that Dio will have to take on the competitors one by one on consecutive days "But... But he is ill! He... We don't even know what his illness- what the hell?!" Giorno paced back and forth.
"Thanks Josuke, I'll see you around." Giorno returned the phone to Josuke forcefully before running home.
"Hey wait! I- ughh... See ya then."
...()
"WHAT IN THE WORLD?!" Jonathan yelped as he almost dropped his phone. He just saw the newly announced gauntlet. He immediately called Speedwagon.
But he is not answering. "What's gotten in to Dio?! Ughh!" he groaned before grabbing his keys.
...()
"Almost there! Almost! Come on!"
"Shut the fuck up, Gappy! As if your words are gonna make me more flexible!"
Johnny continued to sit on Dio's back as Dio tried to sit and reach his toes.
The two instructors spend the day teaching Dio some secret moves and improving his flexibility because they both know that more strength training would be very counter productive.
'No more intense training to you. You'll just have to make use of the strength you already have...' Johnny monologued.
The door bursted open, startling the three as Jonathan screamed "DIOOOOOOOOOOO!"