"What the heck is wrong with you?"
"No, what is wrong with YOU? I am Dio, you should have expected this to happen."

Giorno entered the gym "Padre! There you are! What is wrong with you? Hey guys." he meekly greeted the two martial artist.
"Hey." Johnny nods. "Oh." Gappy adds.

The two brothers argued with one another as Giorno listen intently.
"OOGH!" Giorno grunted as Johnny suddenly kicked him. "Osu. It's time to train."

"Give me a break, I just got here!"

Dio sighed, he was saving this for when he actually wins, but he tried lying to JoJo one time and it didn't end well.

Flashback

"Dio, just admit you burned my hotdog!" Jonathan said angrily. "Never! Why would I cook you food if I hate you?! You don't make sense." The other teen replied.

"Because you want me to get cancer by eating burnt food-"

"No."

"Fine. Swear on your father's honor. Do it and I'll never mention this again." Jonathan crossed his arms. He had Dio in checkmate, seeing as the thinner boy was shaking in anger.

"HE NEVER HAD ONE TO BEGIN WITH!" Dio punched him square in the face but he didn't budge. "I knew it! Your reaction was unnatural. You surely burned it!"

Dio tried to gouge his eyes out but Jonathan caught his arm and threw him outside the window.

Flashback ends

"Come on, JoJo! You know me, I am unstoppable." Dio boasted. "Just... Give me one good reason, aside from anything related to your ego- OWOWOW-" Jonathan yelped as his brother pulled his ear and dragged him to the office.

"Flexibility? You mean the ability to flex?" Giorno asked as he contracted his bicep. Gappy smacked him "Sorry but your Dio is showing."

"You're younger than your midlife crisis dad, you're gonna have an easier time." Johnny reassured.

In the past few months, Giorno had been doing ballistic stretches. Stretches that simulate the sport you will perform (e.g. High knees for running, arm rotation for swimming etc.)

"But I'm tired... I just met up with a friend." Giorno whined as he sat down the mat. "Oh, no worries. This won't be exhausting." Gappy said.
"Static stretches kid. By 2 weeks you have to perform a full split." Johnny crossed his arms.

"Wh-What?! Why didn't you taught it to us from the start?" Giorno asked in shock. Johnny took off his beanie and scratched his hair "I... Kinda forgot."
The ex navy grinned "Who's half baked now?"

...

"I have AIDS." Dio quickly mumbled. Jonathan took a step back and screamed "HUH?!"

"You heard right."
"A-"

Dio covered his mouth "Before you say something, let me just say this alright?!

LOOK INTO MY EVIL EYEZ
SEE SOMETHIN' INSIDE
I will live my life
Until the l die.

Freezing my spine.
Though still trapped in this catastrophe,
YOU WANNA RUN AWAY OR YOU WANNA DIE?!
Now subdued by my sadistic
OH, THIS WORLD'S SO DAMN FINE-"

Jonathan shoved him away too strongly, sending Dio crashing to the table "Pardon. STOP SINGING VOODOO KINGDOM. You are giving me more reason to stop you!"

"I wanna choose where I die! This is what I get for being promiscuous! I will meet my end sooner or later, but let me choose how!" He whispered quietly yet angrily. Jonathan saw the quivering of his lips and took the hint that he did not want his son to know. He crouched next to him.
"But why a gauntlet specifically?" Jonathan whispered.
"I can feel myself on death's door. I think I won't make it to the Juniors if I let it be a tournament, since Speedy said it's two matches a day."

"You won't make it to Juniors if you push yourself hard, come on! Let's get you a substitute-" Dio angrily grabbed his forearm and squeezed it really hard, making Jonathan wince "No. Just no."

"Okay, okay, let go! Just... What will Giorno think?" Jonathan asked.
"He'll be finally proud of me."

...

"AAAAAAAAGGHH! MY HAMSTRINGS!" Giorno screamed in agony as Gappy sat on his shoulders while attempting a front split.

...

"What are you talking abou- He's always proud of you! He wants you to be proud of him!" Jonathan shook his collar aggressively. "Don't gimme that bullshit, he is always asking you for advice!" He slapped his large adoptive brother off.

"I just... Want to make him remember me as his hero. I wasn't there most of the tume when he was a kid. I remember seeing you being drawn on his "father's day" seatworks and it made me feel bad. It's like... He was your son or something. Just... Fuck." Dio turned away. Jonathan calmly tapped his shoulder in an attempt to console him. "Brother, there is gotta be another way. He loves you. He just... Can't show it very well."

"Maybe there is another way. But fuck that, this is the one I choose. If this is my fate, I will accept it."

...

Giorno did not see his father ever since that evening for awhile. Jonathan assured him that he took him to a hospital and went out of his way to let Gio know that he'll be alright and that he should focus on his training.

"Uncle JoJo!"
"Hmm? Yes?"
"How hard should I train?"

Jonathan remembered Giorno's identical conviction to prove himself to Dio and answered with something only Dio will say. "Harder."

...

"MUDA! MUDA! MUDA!" Giorno yelled as he pounded the heavybag with his barefist. "Put some oomph in to it." Johnny commented. He nudged Gappy before sneaking out.

"Go shadowbox in front of the mirror and watch your form." Johnny said before leaving.
"SHH! SHH! SHHH!" Giorno threw three punches and bounced on his toes. Gappy was making himself busy by counting how many glasses of water he can drink before taking a piss.
"Wait, hey, Gappy?"

The ex navy burped and turned to him "Huh?"

"How long should I shadowbox?" Giorno asked.
"Until you're faster than your reflection." He lazily replied.

...

Giorno broke his new record in his bench press, he has been putting on hardwork after hardwork. Meeting up with Jolyne every evening for dinner but it didn't go far beyond that.

Little did he know that Johnny had been training Dio in the shadows on Jonathan's request.

"What the hell do you mean I can never lift ever again?"
"Conserve your goddamn energy. Right now, the focus needs to be on your technique." The beanie man said.

...

"Fucking shitty bitch! I will kill him..!" Anasui crushed his own phone with his hand. "Take it easy, Narc." Weather Report said.
Anasui recently saw Jolyne's Stories on social media that she has been hanging out with Giorno for the last few weeks.

...

After a harsh grappling session, Giorno kept pestering Gappy about how much he can remember before his amnesia.
The sailor groaned "Ugh! Wait, wait, I think I am on to something..."

The boy waited eagerly, he just asked him what was his first fight after learning martial arts was like.

"It was an afternoon... I saw an old lady getting beaten up by 3 men... I just couldn't stand there and watch so I..."

"You..?" Giorno said, urging him to continue.

"I used the techniques I learned and applied it." Gappy sighed in relief as he the memory finally rendered.

"She didn't stand a chance against the 4 of us. Oh hey, it's time for another minute of sit and reach!"

"Oh, okay." Giorno sat with his legs straight on the mat.

It took awhile before it sank in.

"WAIT WHA-"

2 MORE WEEKS.