Been awhile, I know. Went to the beach, got in a fight with my brother, found out I have autism, ate good food, did ab workouts, got sunburned, and still didn't get laid (17 year old virgin here, call me if you have a nice pussy or a good cock.). So the whole shebang. New Story. Making this while I finally watch Part 5, and I'll also start a Batman Arkham Self Insert. Here is the OC:
Name: Antonio Kujo
Age: 16
Height: 6'2
Weight: 195 Pounds
IQ: 165
Summary: The bastard son of Jotaro Kujo (Conceived when Jotaro was 14, born when Jotaro was 15. Yep, I know it's a little weird.). His mother was an Italian exchange student to Japan who had a relationship with and got knocked up by Jotaro. Antonio's mother returned to Italia and gave birth to him. Antonio has gone his entire life without knowing his father and doesn't seem to care. Antonio's current goal is to become a gangstar with his best friend/crush Giorno Giovanna (Ha! Simp.).
Stand: The Champion
Power: A
Speed: A
Range: C, A with Vibration Control
Durability: A
Precision: B
Potential: A
Appearance: It basically looks like a red Star Platinum, except the hair is pull up into a ponytail, and The Champion has a breastplate and some gauntlets to complement the pauldrons.
Music Reference: We Are The Champions by Queen.
Abilities:
Vibration Control: The Champion can create Vibrations from as weak as a slight buzz in your arm to as powerful as smashing through a wall. The Champion can imbue it's fists with Vibrations to enhance it's impact and widen it's area of effect. Can create Vibrations in a 30 meter radius. The vibration speed can be speed up to super sonic speeds, causing sonic booms which massively increases the area of effect and the impactibilty of The Champion's punches.
Time Slow: The Champion can slow time by 90%, effectively x10 it's own speed and reaction time. Antonio will experience time at 1/10 of the normal speed, however he and The Champion can move at normal speed, while others are slowed.
Berserker Mode: The Champion and Antonio enter a state of fury, which gives them increased speed and strength at the cost of lowered durability. They also enter a state of tunnel vision and only focus on attacking their enemy.
Okay, lets go.
Also Jotaro is 1 year older here than he was in canon.
Naples, Italy, 2001
Naples was a bursting with people. Tourists and residents both walked the streets to get on with their lives in the lively city. One such resident was Antonio Kujo, who was on his way to meet his best friend at the airport.
Antonio Kujo was a tall, handsome young man, with an athletic frame that was packed with muscle. He had dark red hair that brushed against the tops of his shoulders. He wore a maroon red cap that seemed to connect with his hair. His torso was adorned with a black muscle shirt and a maroon trench coat with golden trims. He wore maroon fingerless gloves that had the same trimming. His lower body had some black pants with red fades equipped, and some black shoes with golden spurs.
Antonio had been best friends with Giorno Giovanna for 11 years. When Giorno started school, he had been bullied by other children. No one stuck up for Giorno. Except for Antonio. Antonio had started school one year later than normal, so he was bigger than the bullies who were bullying Giorno. So Antonio just beat the shit out of them. He gave them black eyes and bloody noses. Ever since then, Giorno and Antonio had been inseparable.
Which is why Antonio was not going to tell Giorno that he was in love with him. Antonio had no other friends. His hardass persona he put on when in public hadn't really netted him any friends, so he was just going to stay with Giorno. He didn't want to risk Giorno thinking he was disgusting and rejecting him.
Giorno and Antonio had been sent to the same boarding school, which was here, in Naples. But they both dropped out very quickly and took to crime to pay the bills. Giorno had been sent to the school because his mother and step-father were awful people and wanted him gone and Antonio's mother had died of cancer, so he had nowhere else to go anyway. He and Giorno shared a dorm, and Antonio wished they shared a bed.
Giorno had taken awhile to be open about himself in general. Due to the abuse and the neglect he suffered while growing up, he tended to shut himself off from people, despite in public, he put up an act of extrovertism. Antonio put on a mask of blankness and edge when in public, but in private with Giorno, he was very open with his thoughts. He didn't exactly talk to anyone else. It had taken Antonio 3 years just to get Giorno to show him a picture of DIO, his apparent father.
Because Giorno tended to mask his true emotions constantly, Antonio wasn't sure he knew the real Giorno. Antonio had seen Giorno sweet talk people in public with a happy and upbeat tone and expression, but in private he held a serious face almost always, it was almost a struggle to
get Giorno to show a real, genuine smile.
Finally arriving at the airport, where Antonio and Giorno enacted most of their schemes, Antonio had spotted Giorno showing his patented ear trick to a couple of cops who were amazed and disgusted by the unnatural phenomenon. Antonio watched the scene in boredom. He'd seen Giorno freak so many people out using the same trick many times. After Giorno subtly slipped the officers some Lire, they left and Antonio was about to walk up to Giorno, but Antonio saw Giorno begin to scam some short kid with spiky hair. After Giorno got the kid, hook, line and sinker, Antonio finally walked up to Giorno and tapped him on the shoulder.
Giorno turned around and let out a smile, but Antonio knew it wasn't real, Giorno had expected him here. "Toni! I think I have gotten us another big score."
Antonio looked at the spiky haired short kid who was walking towards the area where Giorno had directed him. "You mean that guy? He's a big score, really?" Antonio doubted that.
Giorno's false smile was gone, now replaced with a serious look, "Perhaps. With my plan, we will be able to steal his entire case. Everything. That can be some money."
Antonio just sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers, "Well, I guess I have nothing better to do." He really didn't.
Giorno had told him the plan. Get him to put his luggage in the front seat, and drive off before he could react. Rather basic in Antonio's opinion, but considering how naive the kid was, it was a decent plan. Giorno and Antonio went to get a car, which meant Giorno just stole one and they left to meet the spikey haired kid at the location.
"Jeez, what took you so long?" The spiky haired short kid asked. His eyes landed on Antonio and he took a few seconds seemingly analyzing him
Antonio took notice. "What are you staring at, kid?" asked Antonio with his hardass exterior. Why the fuck was this kid staring at him like he was some dolphin?
The kid flinched before he nervously responded, "S-Sorry! You just look like someone I know..." The kid trailed off before he had a thought. "Wait a minute, who are you?" The kid didn't know this guy got brought along.
Giorno spoke up, "He's is just some help for another job I have planned for later. No need to worry." Giorno soothed the kid before anything could get out of hand. Antonio, even after all these years, was still amazed by Giorno's powerful ability to convince people. The kid calmed down and just nodded. Giorno told the kid that he could put his luggage in the front seat with his associate. The kid just naively gave Antonio the bag and both Giorno and Antonio got into the car.
Before the kid could get in however, Giorno drove off. The kid was shocked for a second before jumping into gear, "Act 3! 3 Freeze!" All of a sudden the car's weight seemly increased tenfold. Antonio looked over at Giorno, "Um...what the hell is happening?" Giorno ignored him and tried to get the car to move, but the thing wouldn't budge.
Giorno turned to Antonio, "Give me the luggage. Quickly!" Antonio did as he said and gave Giorno the bag. Giorno then turned the bag into a frog and quickly left the car and bolted away. Antonio was shocked for a second, and then followed suit.
Once Giorno and Antonio were a decent ways away from the car, they returned to the airport. Antonio could barely contain his laugher about how hard they just played that kid. Giorno actually had a real smile on his face. Their jovial mood was ruined by a guy with a shovel, with tears leaking from his eye, walked up to them and said he wanted to talk.
Their "talk" had escalated rather quickly into the eye leaking guy, who was identified as Luca, started to threaten and then yell at the two teenagers. "Do you two even know who I fucking am!? You don't do business around here without my knowledge and consent! Do you hear me!?" The leaky eyed gangster practically spit at them.
The frog, that was actually the naive kid's luggage jumped up on Giorno's torso. For some reason, Luca was losing it over the frog and Giorno was just trying to protect the "frog's" life. But Luca wasn't having any of that. He swung his shovel at the frog on Giorno's chest. However, Antonio, who wasn't there beforehand, seemingly blurred in front of the shovel.
Antonio caught the shovel with one hand, completely stopped the swing right in it's tracks. Luca looked at Antonio with tears leaking freely from his eye. "You fucking dare!?" shouted Luca as he tried to pry the shovel from Antonio's grip, to no avail.
Antonio pulled his dark crimson cap over his eyes with his free hand and sighed, "Yare yare dawa..." A crimson arm seemingly came from his chest and struck Luca right in the face, sending him back, crashing into the ground. Luca tried to stand back up and take another swing of his shovel at Antonio, but the same red arm knocked it away.
Antonio summoned his full stand, which stood over him menacingly. "I wonder if I beat you hard enough...," The Champion grinned and reared it's fists back. "You would leak from both of your eyes." The Champion slammed it's fist into the gangster's face. Luca's cheek practically caved inward.
The Champion unleashed a barrage of crimson armoured fists at the leaky eyed gangster, "ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!" Luca's body bent at odd and uncomfortable angles as he was absolutely pummled. The Champion grabbed Luca by his tattered shirt and threw him in the air above his head. As the leaky eyed gangster fell to the floor, The Champion threw a powerful uppercut at his jaw, "ORA!"
A satisfying crack rung out and Luca fell limp to the floor. The Champion unleashed one last "ORA!" before he was dispelled by Antonio. Giorno clapped with a genuine grin on his face. "You know, I've seen you do that to countless idiots, but there is always something special about it that makes it wonderful to see every time."
Giorno had seen The Champion quite a bit. Antonio had devolped it during middle school and used it to beat the shit out of people who mess with him and Giorno. Giorno hadn't actually been able to see it until a few months ago, when Giorno's hair had turned blonde.
Antonio smirked. "I feel like it gets better every time." Antonio and Giorno quickly left the area leaving Luca's dead corpse on the ground and went to go get some ice cream in the center of the city and sell that idiot kids stuff.
At the ice cream parlor, Giorno and Antonio licked their ice cream as they talked about the scams they had pulled on some gullible idiots over the past few months. Antonio pretended that he was taking Giorno out on a date, something he wished he could do. After several minutes, some of Giorno's fan girls walked over and began bugging him.
Antonio wanted to yell at the bitches and tell them to leave Giorno alone, but he knew Giorno liked keeping up a good reputation, so Antonio relented. After Giorno finally managed to get the to leave in a polite manner, Antonio let out a sigh of relief. "Finally." he said.
Giorno looked over at him and put a sly smirk on his face. "What? Jealous?" Giorno taunted playfully.
Antonio scoffed. "As if." He really was. He wanted to have Giorno's attention like that. He didn't even know if Giorno was even interested in men, however. Antonio looked at Giorno's face and suppressed the urge to quiver. He had some sort of superhuman beauty about him. Antonio couldn't really explain it.
Giorno noticed how Antonio was looking at him a little longer than normal, but before he could speak up about it, someone interrupted him. "Hey!" Both Antonio and Giorno turned their heads at the voice and were dumbfounded. It was that short spiky haired kid from before. "You are the guys who took my stuff! Where is it!?"
Giorno and Antonio glanced at each other before Giorno said to the kid, "It's gone. we've already sold it all." Antonio noticed how Giorno was slowly moving out of his seat before doing the same. It looks like they were going to have to run for it. The kid was already causing a scene.
"WHAT!?" At this moment both Giorno and Antonio took off running towards an alleyway to escape. However, the kid summoned his stand and froze Antonio's hand. Antonio felt as if his hand had a 200 pound weight slammed on it. Antonio fell to the ground trying to lift up his hand.
"Toni!" Giorno shouted as his best friend fell to the ground, clutching his hand. The spiky haired kid walked menacingly towards the two, with his stand on full display. He had a serious look on his face and an aura of light green energy seemed to surround him.
"You're not getting away." His tone was fierce yet calm at the same time, as if he simply stated it and it was true.
"Tch!" Antonio clicked. He summoned his stand around his weighted hand and sent a powerful vibration through it in the kid's direction. The vibration crack the ground and created a sonic boom which blasted the kid away into the street.
"Good job Toni! Now lets get out of here." Giorno said to his friend. But he noticed that Antonio only moved in the direction of the kid. "...what are you doing?"
Antonio didn't turn to Giorno, he simply kept walking in the kid's direction. "He seems to have the same kind of ability that you and I have, Giorno. He is going to keep trying to find us. We need to deal with him right here and now." Antonio's maroon trench coat waved behind him as he walked.
Giorno sighed. "Alright Toni, but you have to fight him." Antonio simply nodded and walked out of the alley towards the kid.
By the time that Antonio had made in out of the alley, the kid had already stood up and readjusted him self. "You seem to have the same ability I have." Antonio said slowly as he fully summoned The Champion at his side. "What is your name, kid?"
The kid eyed his stand for a little longer than normal. "I'm Koichi Hirose. You?" The now named Koichi said as he re summoned Echoes Act 3.
"Antonio Kujo..." Koichi gasped at his name. Antonio, seeing an opportunity to capitalize, attacked. "...the last person you'll ever see!" The Champion rushed forward. Koichi tried to freeze The Champion but Antonio shouted out: "The Champion: Time Slow!" Every thing turned a bright blue. Time slowed down to a tenth of it's normal speed and Antonio moved out of the way of the freeze before compelling his stand to attack Koichi.
The Champion was 10 times faster now to Koichi. It blurred in front of him and pummeled him mercilessly. "ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!" Koichi spit up blood from the punches and slammed into the door of a nearby car, bending said car.
Seeing as Koichi was defeated, Antonio dispelled his stand and began to walk back down the alley to Giorno. But Koichi stood up from his brutal beatdown and called out to Antonio. "Wait!" cried Koichi, with blood dripping from his mouth. Antonio turned to the beatdown kid.
"Do I have to beat you down again? What is it, kid?" asked Antonio as he re summoned his stand. Koichi was silent for a moment, not exactly sure what to say. After a minute he opened his mouth to answer. "You two were the ones I was sent to find..." This got both Antonio and Giorno's attention. "...by your father."
Antonio felt as if he was punched in the gut. "My father...?" Antonio was confused. "I don't have a father." Antonio said. He had never had a father. In his early life, he had only lived with his mother. She and Giorno were the light of his life, as he had no one else. His mother died when he was 10 to cancer. That death had really hit him hard. It took him weeks just to be able to act normal after her death.
"No. You're father is Jotaro Kujo." His father now had a name. The one who left his mom alone to die now had a name. "He sent me to find you and your friend, Haruno Shiobana." Antonio's eyes widened. That was Giorno's real name. Giorno hated that name with a passion. It was the only thing Antonio could think of that really made Giorno mad. As far as Antonio knew, Giorno had only told him what his real name was.
"Prove it." Koichi after somewhat recovering led Antonio to the nearest payphone. Giorno walked behind Antonio as taped on his shoulder. "So, he was sent to find us by your father?" Giorno asked rather disbelievingly.
"Apparently. We'll see if he is telling the truth." Antonio noticed Giorno was a bit tense. "What's wrong Giorno?" asked Antonio, a little concerned.
"...He knew my name. My real name. He's not even from this country, he must be telling the truth then." Giorno deduced.
Antonio thought of this. "Good point. However you saw how he had an ability similar to ours. He may have an ability to read someone's mind." Giorno did see the possibility of such a thing happening. However, finally, Koichi managed to get a hold of Jotaro after several tries. Koichi explained that he found them. Jotaro told Koichi to put Antonio on the line.
"So...you're my father." Antonio started after a few seconds of silence. He could feel this was going to be awkward.
"Yes." Antonio noted that Jotaro even sounded like him, just older. Maybe there was some truth to this father business. However Antonio wasn't going to just blindly believe him.
"If you're really my father, tell me what my mother's name is." This would at least tell Antonio that this guy at least did his homework about him.
"Lucia Orsi. Born 1970. She was an exchange student in Japan when she was 14." Huh. Antonio guessed this guy really was his father then. That started to fill him with anger, so Antonio was going to get to the bottom of this.
"Lets cut the bullshit old man. I have three questions. Where the hell have you been, How did you find me and why find me now?" Antonio asked angrily.
"...You were conceived when I was 14, in 1984, while your mother was an exchange student in Japan. I did not know you existed until 1 month ago. I found you because I was looking for your friend, Haruno Shiobana, or as you call him, Giorno Giovanna. While I was looking for him, I also found you." Jotaro said after a second of hesitation.
Quick and efficient answers from him, Antonio thought. "So now that you have found me, What do you want?" Antonio asked.
More Hesitation. "...I wanted to apologize to you for being absent, even though I was unaware of your existence. I'm sorry for leaving you and your mother alone. I want to make amends." Jotaro paused for a second. "Where is your mother exactly?" Jotaro questioned.
"...She's dead. She died of cancer when I was 10." Antonio said solemnly. Even after 6 years, it still stung. She was an important part of his life and she was taken from him.
Jotaro was quiet for a few seconds. "I'm sorry for your loss." Jotaro said. "If you are ever in trouble or in any need, call me and I will be there to help if I can. Koichi will give you my phone number. Now, I need to talk to Giorno, please hand the phone over to him."
Antonio did so. Giorno and Jotaro talked for a few minutes, longer than Antonio talked to him at least. Giorno's blank face did not change an inch throughout the entire phone call. After a few minutes, Giorno hung up the phone. Not even a goodbye, thought Antonio. That stung more than it should have.
Koichi gave Antonio Jotaro's phone number and asked him if they still had his ID. Giorno wordlessly gave him the ID and made to walk away. Antonio knew something was up. After saying goodbye to Koichi, Antonio followed Giorno for a few blocks and after checking the area and seeing that there wasn't much people, he tapped on Giorno's shoulder.
Giorno turned to him and didn't say a word. "Giorno. What is it?" Giorno was silent. After a few moments he just turned and walked away without saying anything. Antonio made no move to follow. Why didn't he say anything, thought Antonio. 'Am I not a good enough friend for him to confide in?'
Antonio walked down an empty alley. Trash lined the ground around the overflowed dumpster and trash cans. Anger built up in Antonio. 'Friends for 11 years, and he still barely opens up.' thought Antonio. 'Am I really that uninteresting? Am I just a tool for his "dream?"' The Champion's fist manifested around Antonio's hand. 'Why doesn't he understand that he can tell me anything? Am I really his friend?' Antonio punched the nearest wall, shattering it to pieces with his Stand enhanced strength.
Tears fell down Antonio's face. 'Am I really that worthless? Am I really just some 15 year old wannabe gangster's dumb muscle?' Antonio calmed down, but the shroud of worthlessness remained. He walked around the city aimlessly for a while, no real destination in sight. 11 years of doubt and inadequacy churning in his mind.
After about an hour of his wondering, Antonio came upon a scene. It was Giorno facing down some man with odd bowl style haircut with bangs wearing a white suit with a heart shaped hole in the front. Antonio thought about turning away, leaving Giorno to deal with his own problems, but then he saw Giorno somehow rip his own arm off. Giorno seemed to pacify the other man and the two started talking.
After eavesdropping, Antonio found out the other guy was named Bruno Bucciarati. He was a member of a gang called Passione and had been sent after Giorno because of the death of Leaky Eye Luca, who Antonio killed earlier today. Giorno however, somehow knew that Passione controlled the drug trade in Italy and wanted to join the gang to clean Italy up and get rid of drugs. That was his dream. He knew, to achieve this dream, he would have to take over the gang and become the Boss.
Giorno found out Bruno didn't like the drug trade either, judging from his earlier surprise after finding out about some 13 year old kid who had injection scars. Bruno said he was going to go along with his plan and to meet him at the prison tomorrow morning for the test. This was the moment Antonio decided to inject himself into.
"So. You're joining a gang." Antonio spoke up as he walked into view. Bruno and Giorno both jumped and summoned their stands on pure reflex. Antonio was surprised Giorno actually summoned a full stand. But he didn't deter him. "You're not joining anything without me."
"Who the hell are yo-" Bruno started to say before Giorno quickly jumped in.
"He's my friend, Antonio Kujo. Don't worry." 'Friend, huh?' thought Antonio. Didn't really feel like it sometimes. Actually no, make that most of the time.
"I'm joining whatever gang this is, too. Without me, Giorno, you'd never get anything done." Antonio said with a fake grin on his face.
Giorno smiled. Antonio didn't know weather it was real or fake. "Wouldn't even think about it."
'Hah! Liar.'
Bruno seemingly just accepted this and told both of them to meet him at the prison tomorrow at 10. With that, Giorno and Antonio walked home in silence. They both didn't say a word to each other the entire time.
Later that night, Antonio couldn't sleep. While the couch in the living area of their apartment wasn't uncomfortable, Antonio's mind was a million miles an hour at the moment. He knew he had to calm his nerves. 'And what better way to do that than watching porn?' Thought Antonio.
Antonio stood up and walked his way over to the computer that was on the other side of the room. He didn't need to take off any clothes because he was already in his underwear. Antonio booted up the computer and searched for his favorite porn site, Gamelink. He searched in the gay porn tab and began watching videos. He took out his seven and a half inch cock and began stroking it.
"Didn't know you were interested in men like that, Toni." Antonio eyes went wide and searched the room. He found Giorno in his doorway, smirking. Antonio immediately put his penis up and closed the website. He could tell his face was red, but he put up a stone facade.
"You're up rather late Giorno." Antonio said after several seconds of silence.
"You as well, Toni." Giorno shot back.
"...How long were you watching?" Antonio asked.
Giorno chuckled. "Long enough." 'Shit.' Antonio thought.
"Why were you up so late, Giorno?" Antonio needed to reflect this off of him. Fast.
Giorno went quiet for a minute. "...I was thinking about what your father said to me. I couldn't sleep."
"What did he say to you, Giorno?" Antonio needed to get to the bottom of this. To find out why Giorno was shutting him out even harder than he normally did.
Giorno hesitated for a moment. "I don't want to talk about it."
"...are you fucking kidding me?" Antonio said quietly, but loud enough for Giorno to hear. Giorno was still going this fucking route?
"What?" Giorno asked, unsure of what he heard.
"Are you fucking kidding me!?" Antonio almost shouted. "11 years, Giorno! 11 years! Why won't you tell me anything!? Am I not a good enough friend?" It was time to get to the bottom of this now. After 11 years, Antonio was going to get his answers.
Giorno was silent. He didn't know what to say. After a minute or two, he finally said, "Jotaro told me who my father was and how he died. He told me my father was a vampire from the 19th century who killed and stole the body of your ancestor. Jotaro told me he killed him in Egypt 13 years ago."
"...what?" Antonio didn't understand.
"That's what your father told me. Since you are Jotaro's son and my father took the body of Jotaro's great great great grandfather, that make me your great great great uncle. It's why we have the same star mark on our neck."
"...Your father was a 19th century vampire?" Antonio asked disbelievingly.
"Yes. I'm not sure I believe it, but you have a giant red ghost that can slow down time and create vibrations that can break the sound barrier, so it isn't that far fetched." Giorno had a point there.
"Why are you telling me this?" Antonio was confused.
"You told me that I do not tell you anything. I wanted to rectify that. I...haven't been the best friend to you in the past 11 years, so here is the first thing I change. I will be honest with you and tell you how I feel." Giorno took a breath. "I'm sorry for being a terrible friend."
Antonio's eyes watered. Then he broke in a smile. "Come here you fucking idiot." He brought Giorno into a bear hug. Giorno tensed before he returned the hug, rather tightly.
They were like this for about a minute before Giorno spoke up. "You do know you're in your underwear, right?"
"And?" Antonio said playfully.
Giorno didn't say anything but Antonio did feel Giorno feeling up his back. Antonio chuckled. "Careful Giorno. You may give me the wrong idea." Antonio gently broke the hug before his Little Toni could wake up, and that would really be awkward.
Giorno smirked. "So it's like that, huh?"
"Hm?" Antonio was a little confused. Like what? 'Wait.'
"You like men and you have no problem hugging me in your underwear. How else would it be like?" Oh. Giorno knew. 'Roll with it.' thought Antonio.
"Yes. It's kinda obvious isn't it?" Antonio said with a shy smile.
"I mean, you do look at me longer than you do anyone else, you get jealous when my fan girls show up, you like men. It is obvious."
"Huh. Well, what do you think?" Antonio mentally braced himself. Here was the moment of truth.
"Hm. I'm not sure yet." Giorno said with a slight frown.
"What does that mean?" This could be really good or really bad.
"I'm not sure how I think of you in that regard. I mean, you're not bad looking." Giorno took a quick glance at Antonio's muscular body. "But you are basically my cousin. And I haven't thought of relationships like that in...well, ever. So I'll get back to you on that."
'Hm. Good signs so far.' "I can understand that, Giorno." Antonio glanced at the clock, which read 12:47 AM. "Well look at the time. We need to get in bed. We have the imitation test tomorrow."
"You're right." Giorno turned around and walked towards the bedroom. "I'll see you in the morning, Toni."
Antonio smirked. "You sure you don't want me to warm your bed for you?"
Giorno laughed a bit. "Goodnight Toni."
Antonio smiled. "Night Giorno."
Antonio went to sleep with a smile on his face, despite knowing tomorrow wasn't going to be a cakewalk.
Done. New Story with lots of feels. Going to write this before I return to Gio's Bizarre Adventure, as I am currently watching Part 5 and I feel like I'll get better accuracy because it. If the social interactions don't feel realistic, blame Autism.