Dio didn't know why he screamed that, but it felt so right.
'I can see his movements, its so slow but so am I!' He thought as Kars had a determined look on his face with his fist on the way towards Dio's cheek.
The blond gritted his teeth, twisted his torso and shrugged without removing his glare towards Kars, allowing him to deflect his punch with his shoulder.
"MUDA!" Dio threw a backfist but Kars backstepped in time.
'Just because you entered that state doesn't mean you can move as fast as you want.' Ciocolatta thought.
But Dio thought ahead and placed his foot behind Kars' sending him off balance.
'This must be that proprioception shit the doc was talking about. I managed to know where my foot was despite not looking at it...'
The taller man regained his footing anyway and pushed him back gently.
Dio's body felt heavy but he managed to stop himself from falling off the ledge.
Kars' Brilliant Bone Blade was once again unleashed to Dio. But using THE WORLD, the blond managed to parry his elbows, swatting them aside, even the ones aimed at his blindspot.
. . .
"Padre's movements are becoming more and more fluid..." Giorno muttered. "So this is what Kars was talking about when he mumbled something about your father practicing martial arts TOO." Jotaro said as he kept his hands inside his pockets.
"Man, how can someone with AIDS move like that... N-No offense, Giorno." Josuke said. "None taken." The blond replied.
Jolyne winced as she sat next to Giorno's bed. "Hey. You feeling alright?" The young woman asked. "I could ask the same for you." He replied.
"I'm doing well. Better than you atleast..." she said in a rather regretful tone. "Stop blaming yourself, alright?" Giorno gave her a reassuring smile.
"I can't promise anything." Jolyne nudged him.
Giorno stared at the ground "It was my choice anyway."
Jotaro's phone rang, he silently excused himself off the room.
"Rohan, what is it?"
. . .
Dio got punched in the throat, causing him to cough profusely.
'I'm not fast enough!'
Kars kicked him off the pillar.
"DIOOOOO!" Pucci screamed. "Ah shit!" Johnny cussed as Gappy winced.
Thud.
Tonpetty stared at the blond as he landed hard on his back.
Lisa Lisa simply puffed her cigarette at the sight.
. . .
"Go."
Jonathan's ears perked up as he heard his wife said it. "Erina..."
"I know how badly you want to be there. And I understand, darling." Erina gave him a warm smile. "And come on, I'll be fine here. The girls are gonna be here anyways. Now go."
Jonathan blinked at her, confused. "I know he doesn't have much time left..." she said softly "And I know how much your brother means to you... Go on, I'm not going anywhere."
And with that, Jonathan ran out of the house towards his car.
. . .
"DIOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAA!" Stroheim screamed.
"How did he even get here?! Doppio, get him out!" Diavolo complained.
'Tachypsychia won't make you superhuman. It was a mistake to rely on it seeing as your opponent is in better shape than you are.' The doctor shook his head in disapproval.
. . .
"DIO! GET UP!" Johnny ran to the railings to scream at him.
"Damnit I lost my appetite, wait up!" Gappy followed him.
"Everything is going against him here..! The style I taught him ain't suited for this. And his booth bullshit is ineffective without enough space... Fuck!" Johnny cussed.
"1!" Tonpetty starts.
"AND THE COUNDOWN STARTS! WILL DIO BE ABLE TO RISE UP OR WILL HE FINALLY LOSE A LIFE?!" Speedwagon screamed. "DIOOOOOO, GET THE HELL UP, DOG!" Pucci screamed at the mic.
"OH AND WHAT'S THIS!?" Speedwagon asked as Kars did his Ultimate pose, causing the crowd to get riled up.
"2!"
"HE IS STANDING MAGNIFICENTLY, HE HAD HIS BACK TURNED BASKING IN THE SPOTLIGHT!"
"KAAAAARS!"
"I AM YOUR NUMBER 1 FAN!"
"THE ULTIMATE BEAUTY!"
"Hehehehahaha! This feeling is amazing! It's been awhile since I tasted this amount if attention! Oh how it feels good to win again!" He raised his head with a smile as his hair flowed fabulously despite having no breeze.
"3!" The crowd and the ref counted down.
. . .
"Come on... Get up, pa." Giorno muttered.
. . .
'Holy shit, the floor hurts more than his strikes!' The blond grunted as he noted he did not perform a breakfall that well.
"Kars... I'm gonna settle the score..!" Dio said as blood flowed from his mouth for a moment.
He stared up at the man looking down at him 'Goddamn... Everyone is convinced that you're gonna win.' He struggled to stand up.
"W-WHAT'S THIS?! DIO IS WALKING TOWARDS THE REF INSTEAD OF THE PILLAR!"
"Wha- DIO WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" Johnny screamed.
Dio covered Tonpetty's mouth "Stop counting. I'm up."
Tonpetty solemnly put the blond's hand away "It's the rules, kid."
Dio smirked "Hey, what's wrong? You're not as angry as usual."
The crowd jeered at Dio cheating once more by buying time.
"You... I had a son once." Tonpetty told him, with sorrowful eyes.
The Hashira simply stared at Dio with disgust "You're not gonna take this attention away from me."
He raised his hands up high...
BAM!
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
The crowd got distracted by Kars' fabulous poses.
"Kars-sama!" Wamuu cheered. "Oh geez..." ACDC muttered with a smile.
"Yeah, and?" Dio asked. "His name is Dire. And... And the thing eating you away, is the same thing that took him away from me." Tonpetty said as he choked on his own words. Dio'a eyes widened, he can relate to the pain this man is going through despite still having his kid. "I have a son too. And I still haven't come to terms on how I'm going to say goodbye." Dio said as he turned his back on him.
"The only thing I can give him right now is an example. Of what a real man should be!" Dio grinned, weakly flexing his bicep walking towards the wall "Wherever he is, I'm sure he is proud of you, old fart." The blond turned to the ref "Keep doing things that'll make him smile!"
Tonpetty smiled in defeat "TAKE A HIKE! 6!"
"HEY YOU WERE AT 4! FUCK!" Dio panicked as he immediately ran to the pillar.
"He bought some time. Goddamnit." Johnny said with a smile. "My appetite is back! Wait here, I'll go get some fries." Gappy said before running away.
"Get some for me, it's my cheat day!" Johnny called.
. . .
"FOR FUCK'S SAKE! KICK HIS ASS!" Ghiaccio cheered. "I'm counting on you, Dio!" Formaggio said.
Illuso stared at the two 'Does getting your ass kicked by someone make you root for them?'
"Motherfucker had this special kind of grit in him. Whether it was his narcissism or his resolve to prove something." Ghiaccio mumbled, before his brows furrowed "WELL I HOPE HE BEATS THE SHIT OUT OF THAT BIGGER NARCISSIST!" he said, referring to Kars.
"I agree. He had this never say die attitude despite y'know, on the verge of dying." Formaggio agreed.
"What the hell are you talking about." Prosciutto asked bluntly. "You won't get it, you ain't an athlete." Formaggio dismissed.
"Fuck you."
"Fuck you!"
"FUCK THE BOTH OF YOU!" Ghiaccio screamed.
. . .
Giorno stared at the screen as his father climbed the wall.
'I thought that being strong meant having absolute power...
Having unreasonable strength that will never submit to overwhelming violence.
But after seeing the struggles and hardships this man endured, I realized that he didn't have those qualities, but it didn't make him any less strong.
Looking at his scars, and his slightly improper posture, everyone can tell that he is far from healthy.'
He saw Dio asking Kars to scoot away so he can climb back to the platform, with the man responding by trying to kick him off. Dio held on, and managed to return back to the top, resetting the countdown.
'But padre is not giving up the fight.' He swallowed the lump on his throat as he continued to watch.
'It was obvious he bent the rules to buy him some time to catch his breath and recover.'
Dio pushed Kars away from him and stood up with a fresh smile "MUDA MUDAAAAA!" he yelled.
'And he has been doing that whenever he can. Drop kicking Tarkus, sticking Ghiaccio to the wall with frozen blood, and exhausting Formaggio by running off track twice...'
Giorno's eyes burned with determination
'He lived in the slums when he was young. Uncle JoJo said he is fond of not playing by the rules. And that he was always taking advantage of something that will benefit him...
And he became successful because of it.
He doesn't care about being fair and square, but he still emerged victorious.
With his frail body on display, he enlightened me with the fact that you don't win because you're strong. You're strong because you win.'
. . .
Dio bravely charged despite being covered in blood "MUDA MUDA MUDA!"
Kars swatted them away "Your punches are the ones that's muda muda!"
Dio planted his feet and threw a front kick, to which Kars managed to shut down with his forearm. "I'm sick and tired of this..." Kars muttered as he zoomed close towards Dio.
"Final Mode: AJA!"
The crowd gasped.
Dio was blown back a considerable amount as Kars' one inch punch knocked him back.
"FUCK!" He coughed blood as he held on to the ledge.
His left arm took the brunt of it. THE WORLD activated at the last second allowing Dio to block it with his bicep, but how is he going to climb back up with one arm?
"Holy shit, did you see how badly it damaged Dio's arm?!" Johnny asked Gappy "Uhh, no, I was trying to open this ketchup packet."
"WHAT A PUNCH FROM SUCH SHORT DISTANCE! THE HASHIRA TRULY DESERVED EVERY PRAISE AS HE WAS CAPABLE OF GENERATING SUCH POWER!"
Kars strutted towards his foe. "Long live the king." Dio winced as Kars stomped on his hand.
"THE FUCK IS THIS, LION KING?!" Pucci screamed.
. . .
Giorno stared at the screen with confidence, he knew his father will find a way. He always did. "Shit, that was quite a punch." Jolyne stated. "Man, that was absolutely powerful." Josuke said.
"The trick is moving your entire body towards the blow." They all looked at Jotaro, who entered the room. "Kars can't produce that much force with his arm alone, so his entire body moved forward."
"Who called you, Jotaro-san?" Josuke asked. "Rohan. He kept gushing on about Dio and that he was planning on making a manga about him. I told him I knew Dio for quite some time and he went apeshit."
. . .
But as Kars stomped, Dio grabbed his foot "Pull me up or fall with me!"
"YOU BASTARD!" Kars fell on his ass as he kept trying to kick Dio off. But as he yanked, he inadvertedly pulled him back up every time he constricted his legs.
"THAT WAS EASY!" Dio grinned before rolling away. "Argh!" Kars snarled as Speedwagon narrated how that was quite crafty of the blond causing the crowd to jeer.
"JUST ACCEPT THAT YOU LOSE ALREADY, DIO!"
"DIE DIE DIE!"
"YOU WALKING TUMOR!"
'Fuck, my left hand is dead. But guess what, I still have another!' Dio grinned as he changed his stance.
"NO! YOU WON'T HAVE ANYTHING LEFT IF HE TOOK OUT YOUR RIGHT ARM TOO, YOU MORON!" Johnny screamed, Dio surprisingly heard it and said "Oh."
Kars' own crimson eyes met Dio's.
"You are delaying the inevitable." The Hashira said. "Yeah. I could have finished you off sooner but I wanna play." The Lion retorted. 'I can't take another one of those Aja bullshit! He packs a punch, I can't feel my arm!' Dio thought as Kars wasted no time and assaulted him.
"Light Mode: SHINING SABRES!"
"OH SHIT!"
"AND THERE GOES ANOTHER ONSLAUGHT OF KUNG FU STRIKES FROM THE EXOTIC KARS! DIO IS TAKING TOO MUCH DAMAGE!"
"DIO, HOLD ON! THINK OF HIS STRIKES AS FLIES LANDING ON TO YOU!" Pucci screamed at the mic.
'Easier said than done, Pucci!' Dio thought grimly as he got showered by strikes, unable to defend properly due to his incapacitated left arm.
"You got that right..." Gappy muttered. "Dio is gonna lose at this rate... Come on, surprise me..!" Johnny muttered.
'Ngggr! I'm gonna die!' Dio thought grimly as he got hit in the throat by Kars' knuckle. He crouched down and stumbled around, any misstep will cause him to fall off to oblivion. Kars calmly followed him like a calculating hitman, throwing jabs whenever he can at the defenseless blond.
Tonpetty stared at the losing blond with horror.
'Don't lose your footing, don't lose your footing, DON'T LOSE YOUR FOOTING!' Dio repeated that like a mantra, and once he got his air back, he rested his weight at his backfoot and threw a front push kick, making Kars back off for a second "Do you think that is enough to stop the almighty Kars?"
The blond looked at him with a terrified expression, the taller man saw this as an invitation to finish him off.
"I'll shred you to pieces, this is our final farewell, Dio!" Kars lunged towards him but Dio aimed on throwing a front kick.
'Hmm, another act of desperation. Throwing the same thing twice, what an imbecile!' Kars already prepared to block it but was caught in surprise as it suddenly changed trajectory and turned in to a roundhouse kick.
The question mark kick/brazillian kick. Kicking the enemy with the direction of a question mark. (I used this because it was similar to the one he used against Jotaro before dying in canon)
It hit Kars to the temple and stunned him.
"That was perfect!" Johnny complimented. "Follow up! OI!" Gappy cheered as the crowd gasped.
"DIO TWISTED HIS HIP AT THE LAST SECOND, FEINTING AND CATCHING HIM WITH THAT BIZARRE KICK!" Speedwagon narrated. "MUDAMUDA, MOTHERFUCKER! OHHHHHHH!" Pucci stood up and jumped in hype.
. . .
"He caught him! He can turn this around!" Josuke said as Giorno smiled triumphantly.
"WOAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" Stroheim screamed. "Shut the fuck up, stronzo or I swear I'm gonna put a hit on you!" Diavolo punched the cyborg's arm before wincing and rubbing his fist in pain. "AS EXPECTED OF DIO BRANDO!" Polpo complimented.
"Huh. Didn't see that one coming." Ciocolatta shrugged.
. . .
'I'M NOT DONE YET, KARS!' Dio gritted his teeth as he charged forward.
'He caught me, and he's coming!' Kars raised his arms to activate Light Mode: Reflection.
Dio's pupil dilated as THE WORLD activated again, he really wished he can control it.
He can see it very clearly, Kars was trying to guard despite stumbling.
The taller man prepared for any attack but Dio suddenly spun, much to everyone's confusion.
'Johnny, EAT YOUR HEART OUT!'
THE INFINITE SPIN/KAITEN MAWASHI GERI
Dio front flipped kicked Kars in the fucking face, causing him to fall off the pillar.
Kars landed with a thud as his entire world shuts down, he eventually stopped thinking and lost conciousness.
"Agh, my back!" Dio grunted in pain as he remained on his back.
He can hear the faint sounds of the crowd and Tonpetty counting.
Putting a palm on his forehead before looking at it, he concludes that he is bleeding too much. Despite winning, he's in worse shape than his opponent.
Everything became mute as he was slowly passing out.
.
.
Somewhere...
His nails that resembled claws tapped at the desk as he watched everything unfold in the old, box like television. Smirking to himself "Interesting..."
"That Polnareff sure is a fool for asking us to lend him the subject." A man in a labcoat muttered as he watched "The Subject" from a one sided glass, sitting on a chair in an empty room with his eyes glued to the television. "... Foolnareff." His colleague said.
"Oh shut the fuck up, Ferdinand."
.
.
A chair was thrown towards the TV as the slender figure sighed. "Such toxic masculinity..!"
She gritted her teeth "I had enough of this." Running her hand through her purple hair, she glanced at the IRON MAN SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST JUNIOR TOURNAMENT ad on her laptop.
.
.
"AGHH! MY ARM! MY ARM!" The man cried as his arm was broken. The short boy apologized profusely "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I got too excited!"
"Sheesh, kid. How the hell did you get so strong?" The diner owner asked. The kid tugged his baseball cap and looked at the ground "It's... I'm cursed."
.
.
"THAT'S MY FUCKING STUDENT ALRIGHT! WOO!" Johnny cheered. "It was so rare for you to get this riled up." Gappy comments. "Hey, he told me he was never gonna use it. And he did anyway. In a way he... He reminded me of who I once was." Johnny smiled as the medics carried Dio and Kars to the clinic.
"Hey, lets check on Giorno." Gappy said.
. . .
"MY TURN! MY TURN! BRRRRRRRRRRRTT!" Stroheim screamed finger gunning everyone in the room before running out. "Damn him!" Diavolo cussed. "What a very cheerful man. I forgot to ask if he can allow me to dissect him." Ciocolatta said, regretting that he only noticed that the man was a cyborg way too late.
. . .
2 hours later.
Giorno sighed as he stared at his father and Kars lying unconcious next to him. "Are you feeling optimal, my rival?" Wamuu's deep voice called his attention. "Damn, you're a walking mountain..." Jolyne mumbled.
"I- I am." The blond replied to the large boy.
"He scares me." Mista whispered at Josuke.
Jotaro and ACDC simply watched as Ciocolatta treated the two. Dio's forehead gash required 8 stitches to be sewn shut. "He doesn't seem to be in proper shape to compete this afternoon against the cyborg." The doctor said.
"I am actually surprised he pulled it off. I'm so sure Kars is going to win." ACDC muttered. "It is what he wanted." Jotaro sighed.
"Oh, the infirmary seemed crowded. We'll wait outside, Giorno!" Gappy cheered as he opened the door.
"Hey! I'll come with you." Giorno struggled to get up but Jolyne helped him up.
Mista, Josuke and Wamuu came outside with him.
"Well, well, look at you. Got your ass kicked and now you have a posse." Johnny chuckled as he saw the young blond with the others.
"It's unintentional." Giorno laughed. "You feeling alright?" The beanie karateka asked.
"I've been through worse honestly. With what you and Gappy put me through."
Gappy offered him some fries but the blond declined.
"I sense untapped strength within this man." Wamuu joined in the conversation. "Woah, how did I managed to not notice you..?" Gappy asked.
He rested his palm at Giorno's shoulder and gave it a squeeze "Agh!"
"This lion cub will grow up to be a powerful foe-"
"Not right now! Knock it off!" Josuke shoved Wamuu away, Giorno held on his shoulder "Owowow..."
"Oh, my mistake." Wamuu apologized.
"That was ironic." Mista giggled.
"Yeah. Weren't you 4 contenders in the Junior Tournament?" Jolyne smiled.
"FOUR?!" Giorno's bestfriend exclaimed with fear. "Hey, they don't have to be enemies just because they are going to be facing off against eachother." Johnny said.
Giorno remembered and gasped. "Oh right... You guys are gonna be there too."
"And I look forward to that day." Wamuu grinned.
"Yeah! Hogging all the glory to yourself, shame on you!" Mista playfully punched Giorno's arm.
"Hey what is wrong with you, he is injured!" Josuke barked at Mista.
"So... What about Dio?" Gappy asked.
"Such a brave man. My respect for him has skyrocketed after learning of his disability." Wamuu stated. "Yeah, I hope the crowd shares that mindset. Almost everyone fucking hates him." Johnny chuckled.
"That's not fair. He is doing his best... Compared to someone I know." Jolyne grumbled, not noticing her father behind her.
The others noticed however and were silent.
Giorno spoke to her "Hey. You may not see it but your dad is trying his best."
Jolyne glared at him. "Giorno, we've been bestfriends for quite awhile, and I'm pretty sure 60% of our conversations consists of me ranting about his dumbass."
"Trust me, that's what I thought too when my padre dragged me to the gym. Or anytime he involves himself with me for that matter." Giorno rolled his eyes.
"But-"
"I noticed that he wasn't very good at expressing himself. Expressing how much he loves me or how much he cares. He usually does it with toxic masculinity or his usual macho bravado. I realized it's a thing called 'tough love.'" Giorno said as he saw Jotaro's face softened behind her.
"He even made the Senior Tournament a gauntlet all about him for me." The blond smiled warmly as the 3 juniors gasped.
"Dio wanted to show me what it means to be strong, because he knows he's..." Giorno drifted off sadly before shaking his head. "Point is, I know Mr. Jotaro is the same. I can see it in his eyes, whenever he looks at you. I can see how much he cherished you. He had the same eyes padre has."
Jotaro said nothing and went back inside the infirmary quietly.
Jolyne gritted her teeth but she remained silent.
"Yeah I fought him a few times. He has sportsmanship despite looking like a mean bastard." Johnny shrugged.
"I can feel an incredible aura from that man you mention." Wamuu bellowed.
. . .
"FRRRRRRROSTBITEEEE!"
"FUCK OFF!"
"WHAT DO YOU THINK THE NEXT EVENT IS GONNA BE?! I'M NOT A FIGHTER SO I HOPE IT'S NOT ANOTHER FIGHT!"
"I DON'T CARE! SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Illuso and the gang, well everyone else in the hotel had to cover their ears.
"STILL. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO FEEL CHALLENGING SOMEONE WITH AIDS."
"I knew I didn't have to call you to find you here." Caesar said as he approached Stroheim. "OHHHH, CAESAR! GOOD DAY TO YOU!"
"DO US ALL A FAVOR AND TAKE THIS FUCKER AWAY!" Ghiaccio told the blond italian.
"Coach is looking for you, come on." Caesar told Stroheim.
"OOOOOOOKAY!"
. . .
"I'M ALIVE!" Dio got up, startling ACDC.
"Huh. I guess the adrenaline shot worked." Ciocolatta said as he covered the syringe. "Good thing you used that on me when I was asleep, otherwise I would have kicked your ass, doc." Dio grinned. "Scared of needles yet unafraid of death? You are even weirder than me." Ciocolatta giggled.
"Yeah, can you like do the same for Kars?" ACDC asked but the doctor shook his head, the unconcious man's pulse rate is too unstable. "He'll wake up in an hour or two." Ciocolatta claimed.
Jotaro and Dio noticed eachother. "Sup, punk?" Dio asked.
"You raised a fine man. I'm a bit surprised." Jotaro smiled as he sat on a chair.
"Of course! I, Dio am the superior father between the two of us. You are garbage." The blond proudly claimed.
"Tch. I'm not going to be surprised if Jonathan is the one who raised him."
"Hey, screw you!"
"I'm grateful to him. He saved my daughter." Jotaro crossed his arms. Dio shrugged his arms "So let him bang your kid. It's that simple."
"Don't push your luck, you bitch." Jotaro glared at him but Dio just laughed.
"My relationship with my kid hasn't been well." The marine biologist immediately fell silent, he did not know why he said that. But Dio looked at him with sympathy "Have you tried showing her how much she means to you?"
"I did, but I always ended up saying the wrong thing."
"Oh so that's how blood works." ACDC muttered as Ciocolatta showed him a powerpoint slide in his laptop about red blood cells. "Wait, is it possible for blood to reach boiling point? I am quite a hot blooded guy so..."
"Yeah, I kinda feel you. I'm kind of lucky my son is a mature one. I mean, sometimes I go overboard, but I know he understands me." Dio smiled, causing Jotaro to feel a bit envious.
"As far as I can tell, your child is a rebellious one."
"Jolyne? She is even edgier than me."
"Then you proved my point. How'd you deal with it so far?" Dio asked as he crossed his arms. "Strictly." Jotaro mumbled as he adjusted his cap.
"You dumbass, the more you tighten the leash, the wilder they become." The blond lectured.
"Shut up. I tried the opposite, she just whined how neglectful I am. I just... I don't know what to do anymore. It's been like this since me and Monika had a divorce." Jotaro looked away.
Dio went silent for a little while. Maybe him and Jotaro had more in common than he thought. But atleast he is a better father than him, and he had the better kid so he sees himself as the winner.
"Look. Try to be understanding. If she wants to do something reckless or stupid, tell her no, but don't antagonize her. Carefully explain to her why she can't. And well... Strike a conversation, but don't make it about you. Ask how her day is going. Trust me, it won't work right away, but the impact it'll make is fucking huge just like these biceps of mine." Dio flexed his right arm.
Jotaro simply nodded. "I'll try."
"Hey. If you aren't seeing any results, you're not trying hard enough. Do what you can." Dio told him.
Jotaro smiled "I'm gonna kick your ass. Make sure you last long enough to face me."
"Of fucking course! I will beat you for taking that lot from me. How fucking dare you stole a potential clinic from me just to build one of your shitty ass Ocean Earth." Dio grinned.
"All of your clients are criminals anyway."
"Not all of them are guilty! There was this one guy who got falsely accussed of rape! I mean, you know I am a sociopath but even I felt bad for him!"
. . .
Jonathan entered the hotel to drop his bag before checking up to Dio.
"Here's your key, sir."
The large man was stopped as someone called him.
"YOU!"
Jonathan turned to see one of his regulars on a wheelchair.
"Jean! What happened to you?!" He asked in concern. Polnareff's face scrunched "Are- Are you for real?! You hit me with a car!"
Jonathan paused before remembering "OHHH! But it didn't even hit you dead on, it was just a nudged. I stepped on the brakes in the nick of time."
"IT PUSHED ME AND I SPRAINED MY FOOT! LOOK!" Polnareff showed him his bandaged foot.
Jonathan gulped "Umm, I'm pretty sure it'll heal up in a few weeks..."
"IT'S SEVERE FRACTURE DISLOCATION SPRAIN STRAIN! IT'S PERMANENT! I AM CRIPPLED NOW THANKS TO YOU!"
"You're exaggerating it, my good man. And I already apologized." Jonathan smiled.
"I will GET my REVENGE!" Polnareff said spitefully. "See you at the tournament..!"
Jonathan watched as he angrily rolled away before stumbling upon two blonds.
"OI POLNAREFF! I WANNA SEE HOW MUCH YOU CAN SQUAT!"
"Can't you see what I'M SITTING ON?"
"I DON'T SEE THE PROBLEM, JUST STAND UP!"
Caesar repeatedly apologized to Polnareff for Stroheim's dumbassery.
Jonathan shrugged before continuing.
. . .
Noon came.
And the next match is on the horizon.
"You are all oiled up, Herr Stroheim." The man saluted at the cyborg.
"VERY GOOOOOD! THANKS ALOT DONOVAN!" Stroheim squeezed a golf ball in half.
"I AM READY TO PARTYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAHHHHH!"
"Dios mios, SHUT UP!" Caesar screamed.
Lisa Lisa adjusted her sunglasses "Lets get this show on the road, men."
. . .
Giorno entered the room, Jolyne, Johnny and Gappy followed him. Josuke went to get some lunch, Mista went off to find Secco, while Wamuu had to meditate somewhere.
"Padre!" Giorno said as he hobbled towards him to give him a hug. "OW FUCK! MY CUTS!" Dio grunted, causing his son to apologize and back off.
The man looked at Jotaro and said "THIS IS HOW ITS DONE."
Jotaro looked at the unassuming Jolyne and immediately hugged her.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?! Get off me!"
Jotaro backed off 'How do I do this right..?!'
Jolyne looked at him with disgust "Freaking weirdo..."
Dio simply cackled before coughing. "Are you okay, pa?" Giorno asked.
"I am in good shape, my left arm is cool again. And the cuts aren't painful anymore, those Green drugs helped me quite alot." Dio said as he wriggled his arms.
"That's nice." Giorno smiled.
"Lets go get something to eat. Jonathan texted me, he said he'll meet us at the buffet." Johnny said as he showed them his phone.
. . .
After being briefed about what happened, Jonathan pleaded for Speedwagon to move the match at the evening instead to give his brother more time to rest, to which he oblidged without hesitation.
The gentleman ate his food calmly as the intercom announced the delay for the next match much to the jeers of the crowd.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! THAT'S FINE BY ME! YOOOOOO! JOJOOOOOO!" Stroheim greeted the man, to which Jonathan waved at them.
Caesar glared at him while Lisa Lisa simply nodded at his direction.
The gang finally arrived. "Hello Uncle JoJo." Giorno greeted as he sat at the chair next to him.
"Oh Gosh, Giorno! Are you okay?! Does it hurt?! How are you feeling?!" Jonathan asked as he grabbed the kid to inspect his injuries.
"Oh fuck off, JoJo. Giorno is made of tough shit." Dio said as he sat down the buffet. Jonathan simply sighed and ruffled the young blond's hair. "I'm gonna go get some food." Gappy said. "Nothing new about that." Johnny snarked.
"So about earlier, I uhh... I think we're gonna have to rig the next match." Jonathan said as he got down to business. "What the fuc-" Dio was interrupted.
"Not in that kind of way, okay? Let me finish." The Joestar cleared his throat "We can't have you take that much punishment anymore. So we're going to choose a contest of strength that doesn't involve fighting."
"I agree on him with that one." Johnny said. "What, why?! I'm made of tough shit." Dio complained. "Dio. I already allowed you to continue this, let me atleast ease up the pain, okay?" Jonathan softly said.
"What do you mean you allowed me to? I would have continued without your permission! Who do you think I am? An underage kid having to ask his parents before he could spend some money on a fucking Disney website?!" The blond continued to whine.
"Okay, what if we just asked Speedwagon to disregard any contest that may involve duking it out instead of being unfair and fixing the game?" Giorno proposed.
Johnny snapped his fingers "Bingo. Fighting isn't really the point of the king of the hill but the two had no choice to fight because they have to maintain the top position. Lets just have Speedwagon choose something milder like heavier bench press or most pullups in 1 minute so it won't be as stressful to your body."
"Dio?" Jonathan asked. The man was silent before groaning "Fucking fine! I guess it's not entirely cheating."
"You cheat your way to victory anyways." Gappy said as he set down his tray, returning.
"Shut the fuck up!" Dio barked.
. . .
Trish glanced up at the sky as she sat down the bench at the small park outside. She was startled as Jolyne sat next to her. "J-Jolyne!" She squeaked but the woman was silent.
"Is everything alright?" The pinkette asked. "Trish do you..." she muttered the last part, inaudible.
"Yes?" Trish leaned closer. "Do you have issues with your dad?" Jolyne managed to squeaked out.
Trish blinked a couple of times, speechless. Before smiling "You could say that.
. . .
They are once again back in Dio's changing room.
"Hey hey, you ain't gonna snap my fucking neck are you?!" Dio screamed with fear as Gappy grabbed his head.
"No. I think."
"WRYYYYYYYYYYIEEEHH! I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO DIE HERE!"
"Just go limp and you'll be fine!"
Johnny pressed some of his pressure points in the back to help him get alittle loose. And now Gappy volunteered to be his chiropractor.
SNAP.
Dio stood up feeling lighter than ever.
"I feel lighter than ever..!" He mumbled.
The scrawny man's nails did wonders to his back, as he rolled his shoulders, while his joints felt at ease due to Gappy snapping them.
"I learned that when we were like... Drunk in Chile. The bar hostess used to be a chiropractor and gave me pointers before she had her way with me and my wallet." Gappy explained.
"YOU WERE DRUNK?!" Dio shouted.
"Yeah. She was very pretty too."
"YOU MEAN I COULD HAVE DIED?!"
Giorno declined the two's offer "Maybe some other time. Padre needs it more than I do."
"How's your elbows?" Jonathan asked. "Like these previous rounds never happened." Dio grinned.
There was a knock on the door, Johnny swiftly opened it.
"Oh. Alright. Nathan, it's for you." Johnny said.
Jonathan thanked him before coming outside. It was Lisa Lisa. Oddly enough, she's not smoking this time.
"Can I help y-"
"You know, after watching the disaster he had this morning, I am giving you one last chance for the offer." Lisa Lisa said as she crossed her arms.
Jonathan shook his head "I am sure about my choice."
"JOHNNY SAID THERE IS A CHICK HERE-" Dio opened the door besides his brother. "Oh it's you!" Dio said with anger and excitement. Lisa Lisa said nothing as she stared coolly at the man covered in bandages.
"What' this about?! JoJo, Erina is gonna KICK the everlovingfuck out of your sorry ass once she learned about thi-"
"I-It's nothing like that, I swear! She just offered me that she will throw the match because... Well, I saved her during that Earthquake back then in one of our bodybuilding competitions." Jonathan explained.
"Hell no, we ain't accepting, madamoiselle." Dio waved dismissively. Lisa Lisa raised an eyebrow through her large shades "Oh? I thought you'd be more considerate. Considering the thrashing you received this round."
A smile crept at Dio's face "Oh ho? Is that concern I hear? Who knew you were such a softie inside. Room 617-"
"You have AIDS, back off." Lisa Lisa replied with annoyance.
"So you'd totally want me if I'm normal?" Dio teased while Jonathan felt awkward.
"No. You just seemed pitiful so I-"
"Am in love with me! Is it so hard to say?"
The woman wasn't amused "Don't make me take out my pepper spray."
"WRYYYYYYY!" Dio snarled before running back inside.
Jonathan chuckled but to his surprise, the stoic Lisa Lisa lets out a giggle.
"Well, excuse him please." The gentleman said. "That side of him reminds me of my late husband. Not the horny one though." The woman said with a smile.
"I'm so sorry to hear that your... Passed away." Jonathan said sincerely. "It's in the past. But I still love him dearly, I'll follow my vows religiously." Lisa Lisa said as she turned around.
"Don't tell him I said this. I'm rooting for him to win." The widow said before disappearing.
I'm sorry that this is slowly turning to a fight fic, but I swear I'm going to lessen them.