ThatRandomWriter02: That could work! I'll have to think about it more.
Bearticguy7: I love the stand! But I think I'm going to keep the sons of DIO to five, it was already a bit of a stretch with Diego.
PhantomKnightPercival: Trust me, Joseph being immortal isn't a good thing. As for your ideas, hit me!
Spaghetti sauce: Thank you!
nocringeman: I'm incredibly sorry to hear that, I hope you're doing well!
Humble3dore/Euphoria: Joseph is going to be put through the wringer a bit, but there is a VERY good reason as to why he's been de-aged again.
AshenOne: I love Part 2 Joseph! Well...I just love Joseph, but yeah! As for Crazy Diamond helping Mirio, I'm going to say that it can't restore quirks, just because it would take away from both Mirio and Eri's arc, but Eri will eventually bring it back.
Kyoka stretched as she entered the common room, only to find three of her best friends covered in blood. She sighed and walked over to the table, kissing Johnny's clean cheek as she sat down beside them. "Good morning men."
"Hello Pretty Lady."
"Hi Kyoka!"
"Hi Jiro!"
"Midoriya, I can understand why these two look like they were in a slasher film, but YOU?"
"JoJo blew up a guy."
"He's alive!" Johnny protested. "His stand was based on arm wrestling, and it destroyed the arm of the loser. He lost fair and square, and now his arm is all over us."
"And...the three of you are just eating breakfast?"
"I was hungry!" Gyro said, jabbing at a plate of eggs with his fork. "I...probably shouldn't have put hot sauce on this..."
"Don't eat it."
Gyro prceeded to take a big bite of his eggs, and Kyoka deadpanned.
"Frankly, a guy with an arm wrestle stand is kind of weak. I mean, he blows up if anyone is stronger than him."
"I don't know JoJo, his arm was really big." Izuku said.
"No kidding, his bicep was like a Thanksgiving turkey." Johnny responded. "That's an American holiday if you didn't know."
"Well, Tusk probably snapped his arm in two, right?" Kyoka said, and Johnny shook his head. "Wasn't allowed to use it, would have been an automatic loss for 'cheating.'"
"So...you were just stronger than him."
"He didn't say no Spin. I just used it to make his muscles go all wonky, and next thing I knew his arm went off like a bomb. It got all over poor Tsuyu too, she ran off to go take a shower."
"I felt so bad, she's always been so sweet!" Gyro said. "And then we doused her with the blood of our enemies. We should do something to make it up to her."
"Yeah...hey JoJo?"
"Hm?"
"Has Eri talked to you at all? She's been avoiding me like the plague."
Johnny frowned and shook his head. "She feels really bad about what happened...it really wasn't her fault, she can't control her quirk! But...Gramps is young now..."
"How is he taking it?"
"He called Grandma, she might be coming to see him. He's...sulking, and it's worrying me. Joseph Joestar isn't one to sulk."
"Well, he's...going to live even longer now, maybe even longer than your dad. That's some real heavy shit that he has to deal with." Gyro said, sharing Johnny's frown. "There really isn't anything we can do about it though...we just have to help him come to terms with it."
"Yeah..." Johnny said. "You know...people often call him the luckiest Joestar, and to an extent they're right. But...he might also be the unluckiest. He's been through more than the rest of us, from the Pillar Men, to DIO, to the Steel Ball Run, he's lived through all of it. Almost every single horrible thing to happen to our family, he's been there to see it. He'll BE there to see horrible things in the future. It's like the universe is refusing to give him a break."
Kyoka grimaced. "I remembered how he stepped up to help me with Cummings, I have never seen the man so angry...and when that creep was threatening you, he LOST it. I mean, he unlocked a whole new version of his stand. Do you think he needs help? Like, a therapist or something?"
"If it comes down to it..." Johnny replied. "Man...this hits harder than my mom ever did."
Kyoka's mouth fell open as Johnny began to smirk. "You did NOT just say that."
"Say what?"
"I'm going to kill you."
"Jesus Christ Johnny." Gyro said, unable to suppress a grin. "That was really dark."
"As dark as the room she used to keep me in?"
Kyoka grabbed ahold of Johnny's ear and began pulling him upwards. "JONATHAN!"
"Owowowowowowowowowow! Okay OKAY! I'll stop!" Johnny said, laughing and batting Kyoka's hand away. "You should be happy that I can joke about her now."
"If Mr. Joestar is the luckiest of your family, you are the most morbid!"
"Self-deprecating humor is my specialty, what can I say?"
"Preferably something that isn't depressing." Izuku stated, flipping through his phone. "This Gentle Criminal guy is giving me a bad feeling, like we should be watching out for him."
"Dude, he's a prankster, not a vicious psychopath like the other guys we've been facing. If he thinks it's a good idea to come to UA, it'll be a piece of cake." Gyro said, finishing his eggs. "Not to mention it's just a dumb idea. What is he gonna do, steal a uniform? Pepper spray the principal?"
"He's just getting bolder, and I don't like it. He's in the area, and the festival is in a few days, and..."
"Okay Izuku, we get it. He isn't a big threat, so if he shows up, we'll just kick his ass. I'll blow up his arm too." Johnny consoled his childhood friend.
"Um, I don't think that would be warranted."
"That should be my new MO, JoJo the arm annihilator."
"No."
"So...the arm that you blew up, how big was it again?" Kyoka asked, and Johnny pulled out his bloody phone and handed it to her.
"HOLY SHIT! That thing is HUGE!"
"He only worked out with that one arm, the other one was like a toothpick."
"Are you really sure that it was from working out?" Gyro said with a smirk.
"Gross Gyro, gross."
"Why hello there, and what do I owe the pleasure of this call, Santana?" All For One's grinning face, or what was left of it, was now in Santana's computer monitor.
"Call off your pet psychopath, or else."
"Hm, straight to the point. You could imagine my surprise when I heard you usurped Tomura from the League. Honestly, I thought you would be a little bit more grateful, considering he went through all the effort to spring you from the Speedwagon Foundation."
"I have no respect for a man who doesn't value life. That THING you created only cares for destruction. You either tell him to fuck off, or I will MAKE him...and what made you think I WOULDN'T seize power from those who are undeserving of it? Am I a pawn to you?"
"Well...yes actually."
Santana's eyebrows knitted together. "And what exactly is that supposed to mean? That you are above me? How am I your pawn, while I'm out here, and you're rotting away in Tarturus?"
"Use that advanced intellect of yours. Why would I have Tomura being you into the fold, an ancient being that has been known to underestimate and belittle humans? Why would I introduce such a wild card into the mix?"
Santana remained silent, so All For One continued.
"It's because I KNEW you would seize power! I KNEW you would torture and humiliate him, further stoking his hatred! You have inspired him to grow and develop just to defeat you!"
Santana continued to sit in silence, his blue eyes boring holes into the screen in an intense glare.
"You've been a tool Santana, a tool to make Tomura as hateful as he can possibly be! He is closer than ever to achieving his potential as the next me! Soon, sooner than expected, thanks to you hurrying him along...he will be COMPLETE! So...from the bottom of my heart, thank you for being such a good test for my successor."
CRUNCH!
Santana ripped an arm off of his chair, and summoned Genesis' helmet, leaning forwards. "I will not be toyed with, All For One. I have spent my entire life under someone's thumb, and I have no interest in being under yours. You are going to regret this foolishness, I assure you."
"You have no choice now. You have to face Tomura, it is far too late for you to resist. You have acted EXACTLY according to plan, all that's left is for Tomura's quirk to awaken, then he'll use his newfound power to kill you."
"He will fail. I make you a promise All For One, and you better take it seriously. The next time we speak, I will place Tomura Shigaraki's head at your feet. You might want to let the janitor at Tarturus know in advance, there might be a bit of a mess."
As Santana closed his laptop, All For One said one last thing:
"We shall see."
"Hey! Kujo!"
Johnny raised an eyebrow as Setsuna Tokage waved in his direction. "Hi."
"I heard you guys were stomping another stand user from Tetsutetsu! Man, you guys just can't catch a break."
"Well, stand users tend to find each other. Trust me, 1B is SUPER lucky they don't have to deal with this shit."
"Well Monoma doesn't think so, he thinks you guys are just stealing all the glory."
"You can tell Monoma that he can handle the next one then."
Tokage snorted. "You know...I really think our classes should get to know each other a bit more. All this Class 1A hate is ridiculous, especially with people like you in it."
"Well, thank you."
"Maybe we should organize this...class hangout thing or something. Wouldn't that be nice? Getting to know each other a little more?"
"AH! JOHNNY! WHAT A COINCIDENCE, I WAS JUST LOOKING FOR YOU!" Kyoka suddenly put an arm around his shoulder, screaming at the top of her lungs, albeit unintentionally.
"Volume."
"*cough* Sorry, just excited. Hey, you're Setsuna Tokage from class 1B, right? I'm Kyoka Jiro, Johnny's best friend!" Kyoka stiffly held out her hand for Tokage to shake, and the other student reluctantly took it with a sour look in her eye.
"Huh, I thought Zeppeli was his best friend."
"I have a lot of best friends."
"Yeah, I'm just the one that's a girl." Kyoka said, putting extra emphasis on the last word, hoping that Tokage would get the double meaning. It took everything in Johnny's power to hold in his laughter. I like jealous Kyoka, she's adorably threatening.
"Really?" Tokage's gaze didn't waver. "Well, I hope there isn't a limit to how many...female friends he has. I think he's pretty cool."
"Oh no, I don't care if Johnny makes some new friends. You were talking about organizing a hangout, right? Maybe we could get a bunch of people together!"
"Yeah, the more the merrier!" Tokage said through clenched teeth.
"Great! Let's do it after the festival, it'll be fun! Now, I just wanted to borrow Johnny for rehearsal, we're practicing with special effects, and we really need him there."
"Sure! I'll...see you guys later then!"
"Bye! Nice meeting you!" Kyoka said, and as soon as she was done waving, her face dropped into a scowl. "Bitch."
"Now hold on, she doesn't know I'm taken."
"Well, hopefully I made that clear."
"At least you didn't break anything this time."
Kyoka reached around a corner and pulled out a guitar case, which was ripped in half. "You were saying?"
"You split your guitar case in half? You're lucky your guitar wasn't in there!"
"Right down the middle...God I hate it when people come onto you."
"I do too."
"I know."
"Well, like I said before, you have nothing to worry about." Johnny said, taking her hand and squeezing it. "I'm Kyoka exclusive."
"Heh, yeah..."
That's when Johnny felt a hand on his shoulder, and he was turned around, a microphone being shoved in his face.
"AAAAAND WE'RE LIVE with Johnny Kujo, 4th place winner of the Steel Ball Run! Hi, I'm Viola Peabody and I'm doing a 'Where are they now?' for all the Steel Ball Run racers." A blonde woman with a red waistcoat flashed a pearly white smile at him. Her waistcoat was partially unbuttoned, clearly she was a reporter that earned her fame through eye-candy.
"Oh...well hi I guess." Johnny said, reluctantly letting go of Kyoka's hand, giving it one last squeeze. "So...what do you want to know?"
"Well, you were certainly a fan favorite, beating the odds and racing despite your condition. Many were overjoyed to find out about your miraculous recovery. You're quite popular with the ladies, so tell me...are you still single?"
"Er...yeeaaah, but I'm not really interested in a relationship at the moment." Johnny said, a bead of sweat travelling down his forehead. Kyoka was quietly stewing in the back, angry at the reporter for asking such an invasive question.
Not to mention hearing Johnny say he was single, even if it was a lie, still hurt.
"Well, I'm sure there will be somebody who could...change your mind. Now, Gyro Zeppeli is at this school right? I haven't found him yet, but it's just so sweet that your sidekick followed you her-"
"Hold it. Gyro isn't my sidekick, if anything I was the sidekick. He's my partner, my equal in every way."
"Ah, sorry. Now, next question: What is your sleep schedule? Or, you know, your schedule as a student."
Okay, red flag! Kyoka cut in, but the cameraman shoved her aside. Okaaayy...if you want to play that game, then we'll play that game.
Kyoka slowly reached behind her back and undid the strap on her guitar case, and proceeded to drop said case on the cameraman's foot.
"AIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!"
"OH MY GOD! I'm so sorry! That strap just gets so loose sometimes, are you okay?" Kyoka went to check on him, getting in between Johnny and Viola in the process.
"Jeez Kyoka, careful with that thing!" Johnny said, knowing full well that she was saving him. "You goddamn klutz."
"Watch where you're swinging that thing!" Viola snapped. "Can't you see that you're intruding?"
"Sorry! Sorry! I seriously don't know why it came off like that. Hey Johnny, could you help me with this? I think it's bro-"
"Sorry, he's being interviewed at th-"
"Ms. Peabody, I really appreciate that you want to learn more about me, but my friend here really needs help. I'll catch up with you later, okay?" Johnny said, helping Kyoka scoop up her case, patting the cameraman's foot.
"Oh...sure, later then!" Viola said with a big fake smile, but once Johnny turned his head it became a glare that radiated killing intent. Kyoka felt chills go down her back.
"She just gave me a look...I think she could be dangerous." Kyoka muttered.
"No shit...we need to tread carefully around her...asking about my sleep schedule? To say I'm unsettled would be an understatement."
"...sleep in one of our rooms tonight."
"Huh?! Why?!"
"She's giving me a REALLY bad feeling, and not the jealous kind. There is something seriously fucked up about her, and if she's inquiring about your sleep schedule...I don't want you in your room. You can stay in mine again if you want, I don't care, but..."
"I get it Kyoka...if you feel as if she's a threat, I'll take your word for it. Although people might start to get a bit suspicious if I stay in your room without chains attached. I think I'll ask Izuku if I could bunk with him."
"Why not Gyro?"
"Have you SEEN his room?"
"Fair point."
"What is your problem Bakugo?" Jotaro asked, leaning over his desk.
"I'm fine." The explosive teen crossed his arms, turning his attention to the wall.
"No, you're not. As your homeroom teacher, it's my priority to make sure that my students are at their best, and you've been...testier than usual. Is this about One For All?"
"I'm barely involved in that shit..."
"Then that's it then, you feel as though you are being discluded. Well, the only way that they'll take you seriously is if you actually show you give a damn. Help out, prove you aren't a complete jackass, stop seeking the spotlight and actually take a look at what's in front of you."
"I don't need to fucking help them, they have it just fine on their own."
"Do you really believe that?"
Bakugo growled, and Jotaro have him an unenthusiastic look. "I'm not exactly the person you should be trying to intimidate, especially since I'm trying to help you. Look...you have driven the people who care about you away with that damn ego of yours, aren't you the least bit bothered by this? My son used to consider you one of his best friends at one point."
"And then he sided with fucking Deku, best friend my ASS!"
"Because back then, when you were kids, Johnny was still living with his mother." Bakugo went dead silent as Jotaro stared him down. "Picking on Midoriya like that, even if you weren't nearly as cruel as that woman was...you reminded him of her. That's why he kept in touch with Midoriya even when he had to move to America, and why he isn't your friend anymore. Tell me Bakugo, are you and Susan the same?"
"NO! GOD DAMMIT NO! I HATED THAT BITCH!" Bakugo pressed his lips together. "I can't be like her, I'm a hero."
"Then act like one. Prove. Johnny. Wrong. Make him believe in you again, and you'll find yourself included more often."
Bakugo's eyes softened for a brief moment, before returning to their former intensity. "Fine! I'll show that fucking bastard that he HAS to include me! I'll beat it into him!"
"No."
"Hey Jiro, are you alright?" Kaminari asked. "You look really tense."
"I'm fine."
Kaminari followed her gaze and frowned. Viola Peabody was still following Johnny around, hanging off of him and pestering him with questions, most of them probably invasive.
"So what? He has another admirer...Jiro, I'm saying this as your friend, you really have to move on from him. I'm not saying you can't be his friend anymore or anything, but you could get hur-"
"I'm not jealous right now, I'm concerned."
"Concerned?"
"She isn't just an admirer, those I can deal with. It's...she's digging into his personal life, trying to learn every single little thing about him. Not to mention the look she gave me...I've only seen it on killers."
"WHAT?! We just had a stand user-"
"I know. I already told him to sleep in someone else's room tonight, I think I might try and trap her in his, if she thinks about going in."
"If she's dangerous, you should stay away from her, let the teachers handle it."
"If it comes down to it, then yes, I'll let the teachers know."
Kaminari sighed. "Are you really sure that you aren't just jealous?"
"I'm not that fucking shallow, no, that woman is setting off all of my 'villain' alarms. Just...try to keep that big mouth of yours shut, alright? I don't want that blonde bimbo to know I'm suspicious."
"Hey! What's wrong with blonde bimbos?!"
Kyoka closed her eyes, and proceeded to biff Kaminari on the forehead. "Ow!"
"You aren't a bimbo, you're a doofus. There's a difference."
"Is it an upgrade?"
"Yes...it is, but not by much."
"I'll take it!"
"Yare ya-" Kyoka caught herself. Oh god...I'm turning into him. Am I going to start making depressing jokes next?
Kyoka peeked down the hall at Izuku's room, and the OFA user stuck his head out of the door, giving her a thumbs up to confirm that Johnny had made it there. Good, now I just have to watch Johnny's room, see if anything suspicious happens.
Viola had concluded her interview two hours ago, but she seemed rather reluctant to leave the premises. She DID pass a background check, she was a legitimate reporter from America, so she was allowed to come in to interview the two Steel Ball Run racers. She actually covered the Steel Ball Run, she was the outlet that many people got their information from.
Except she never talked to Gyro. Which is extremely suspicious considering the Italian WON the race. She should have been much more water to interview Gyro rather than Johnny, but she was practically connected to the poor guys hip.
Not to mention she kept getting EXTREMLY close to him, at one point trapping Johnny's arm between her boobs. She passed it off as an accident, but Johnny ripped his arm away and politely refused to continue her interview.
This woman was trying to seduce him. A fully grown woman was trying to seduce a teenager, and naturally, Kyoka was NOT okay with this. Making moves on her boyfriend was one thing, but this was just a whole new level of wrong, and something told her that Viola was far from done.
So she decided to stay up tonight, observing Johnny's room while he wasn't there.
THUMP!
"He isn't here?!"
Kyoka smiled, thanking her quirk for the gift of enhanced hearing. And to think I used to hate these things.
"I'm sorry Ms. Peabody, maybe he went to get a snack in the kitchen or something?"
"Stay here and watch my bag, I'm going to go check."
Kyoka ducked back into her room as the sound of quieted footsteps echoed throughout the halls. Then, she opened the door and began sneaking to Johnny's room. His door was open, and someone, clearly the cameraman, was rummaging around inside. Kyoka extended an earphone jack into the room, heading towards the sound.
"What the-"
*jab*
"GUAYHAAGH!"
THUMP!
Kyoka stuck her head into the room, and kicked the downed cameraman to make sure he was out, and began rummaging through Viola's bag. What she saw made her blood run cold.
Pictures of Johnny during the Steel Ball Run, some of them taken while he and Gyro were camping, and a photograph of her and Johnny on their first date, with Kyoka's face scribbled out with red marker, with the word DIE written all over the picture.
Kyoka put a hand to her mouth as she found four more items: a bottle of chloroform, a rag, rope, and a syringe filled with a mysterious clear liquid. Viola's plan came together in Kyoka's head as her earphone jacks picked up the sound of someone entering her room.
She's been following Johnny since the Steel Ball Run. She wants to KILL ME, and kidnap Johnny...under normal circumstances he would thrash her...but when he's sleeping. Oh my God...I am SO happy he stayed with Midoriya tonight.
Now it was time to put this stalker in her place. Kyoka's gear was in her room, where Viola was probably looking for her. She would have to lure Viola out in order to get to it.
Luckily, she had an idea.
"Why does she have a sword?" Viola wondered as she examined the blade.
Suddenly, an earphone jack tapped her on the shoulder, and she spun around just as it retracted through the doorway. "So, you're onto me...FINE! I'll just have to be quiet about killing you, you man-stealing-"
Viola stood in the hallway, which was completely empty. "Where did you go?" She noticed Johnny's room was ajar and gasped. "My BAG!"
She ran down the hallway, however, if she had looked up, she would've found Kyoka on the ceiling, pressing her limbs into the walls in order to keep herself up. Kyoka dropped down, and dashed into her room.
It was time to suit up.
"My chloroform bottle! Damn you! I knew I should've taken you out first."
"Well, why don't you?"
Viola turned to find Kyoka facing her, completely suited up in her new hero costume. The velvet jacket she knicked from Magenta Magenta's old hideout had been transformed into a more punk aesthetic, with a set of heart pins lining the upturned collar. Her pink tank top had been replaced with a yellow one, and a strap that went across her chest, which held the scabbard which held the executioner's sword that Gyro had given her.
Her pants now had black leather leg guards, and her boots were lined with steel. Her wrist amplifiers were painted black, with the diamond insignia more prevalent than ever. The final touch: she had replaced the tear-drop face paint with a new crescent design.
She remembered when she first approached Mei Hatsume, just after the Yakuza raid, when she finally got out of the hospital:
*Yay Flashback*
"Hey, you're Hatsume, right? The girl that made Iida into a billboard."
"Yep, that's me! How can I help ya?"
"Midoryia has always sung the praises of your invention-"
"Babies." The pink-haired inventor corrected.
"Right...babies...I may need you to make a few things for me." Kyoka ran a thumb over her fresh scars. "I've...had some recent developments in my life, both horrible, and amazing. I fought in the Yakuza raid, and I almost died to a woman who...was probably my nemesis. I also found happiness with someone, and...I want to protect them. I want to fight by their side, as an equal, but my quirk alone isn't enough to do that, I need to EVOLVE."
"Ah, so you wish to be stronger so you can protect a loved one, I like that! I see you have some papers in your hand, are those plans?"
"Well, ideas." Kyoka handed Mei the papers, and the young inventor's eyes widened.
"These are insane! And expensive!"
"I have something that could help with that." Kyoka slipped Mei a half sheet of paper. "A check from the Speedwagon Foundation. Make these for me, and you might just get more."
"You had me at check!" Mei said, greedily snatching the paper away from Kyoka. "Alright Ears, you've got a deal! Although these are a LOT! It's almost as if you want to be a walking arsenal or something."
Kyoka smiled. "That's the idea."
"Than you for making my job easier." Viola stated, and a red fist filled Kyoka's vision. Kyoka tilted her head to the side as a stand adorned with hearts continued to attack. Kyoka pointed a wrist amplifier and fired, and Viola was blown back through Johnny's open window.
Viola clung onto the edge of the balcony as Kyoka approached. "You think you can just march in here and take him? Like he's some goddamn treasure for you to plunder away, Indiana Jones? He's a person, not an object!"
"I'm tired of just watching! I love him, and my stand, Girlfriend, is a representation of that love! I'll use it to eliminate the competion!" Viola stated gleefully, as the heart stand suddenly appeared behind Kyoka and punched her in the back, knocking her clean off the building.
"GAAK!" Kyoka plugged her jacks into her boots. "HEARTBEAT BOUNCE!"
She activated it just in time, as she hovered inches above the ground before being propelled back up. The last few times I've used this, it's been out of control, no way to know where I am going.
Let's see if Hatsume can live up to her reputation.
Kyoka pressed the diamond insignia on her right wrist amplifier, and it rose to reveal a small gun barrel. Kyoka fired, and a grappling hook attached itself to the building. YES!
With the new grappling hook, Kyoka could finally control her Heartbeat Bounce. Kyoka swung onto the side of the building, her boots safely making contact with the wall. Viola sneered as she observed Kyoka anchoring herself.
"So...she's learned a few new tricks. No matter, my love for her deluded boyfriend will give me all the power I need to finish her." Viola integrated her stand's legs with her own, and lept over, landing on the roof above Kyoka.
"Your stand is a power type." Kyoka noted, and Viola nodded. "Girlfriend gains power through love, more specifically, my love for a certain Johnny Kujo. The more love I feel, the stronger I get. I was his BIGGEST fan during the Steel Ball Run, his bravery and sacrifice inspired me, and I knew that he was the man I was destined to be with. That is...until he ruined himself with a second rate woman!"
Kyoka's face morphed into an angry glare. "I'm not trying to own him, he's free to make his own choices, and he chose to be with me. You, on the other hand, are a fucking CREEP!"
Girlfriend brought it's hand down, but Kyoka activated her sole speakers, using them in tandem with her new grappling hook to propel herself towards the woods outside of the school grounds.
Viola frowned. "Running away? What kind of tactic is that?!"
Kyoka smiled to herself. The best.
"Izuku?"
"Hm?"
"I'm sorry, I don't think I can sleep with that THING staring at me." Johnny pointed towards the flimsily duck-taped three foot All Might statue staring down at him.
"What's so wrong about it?"
"We know him, personally. Don't you think it's a little creepy? Especially since it currently looks like he just rose from the dead."
"We can turn it around if you want."
"Oh yeah, his Texas ass is definitely more comforting."
Izuku rolled over. "Well, I find it comforting..."
"His...Texas ass?"
"NO! Just...he's my idol JoJo, I admire him."
"Has Mr. Yagi seen your room?"
"..."
"You know, I could make him happier than you ever could!" Viola called out into the trees. "I have what you lack: tits, curves, and STATUS! Don't you think he deserves someone better?"
Kyoka closed her eyes, taking in Viola's words. Once again, a villain attempts to use her insecurities against her, this time rubbing salt in the wound by insinuating she wasn't enough for Johnny.
"He'll get bored of you eventually, and then he'll get with a REAL woman! All you're doing is selfishly boarding him all to yourself!" Viola called out. "You want him to be happy, right?"
Kyoka pressed her lips together, and pressed the diamond insignia on her wrist amplifier yet again, flicking the grappling hook, revealing that it was part of a wheel. A second gun barrel emerged, and Kyoka pointed it at a nearby tree.
pew!
The wrist amplifier fired a small bullet-like projectile that embedded itself into the tree. Kyoka aimed all around her, shooting the projectiles all over the surrounding area. Viola was still looking for her, unaware of the fact that Kyoka had boxed her in.
Miniature speakers.
If love gives you power, I wonder what anger does?
Kyoka pressed a button in her headphones, and a small microphone popped out.
"He wouldn't be happy with you."
Viola turned towards the sound, only to find nothing.
"In fact, he'd probably just be disgusted."
Viola turned the other way, nothing again. "What is this?!"
"You really can't figure it out? Uh oh, one of the things Johnny values is brains, looks like I have that one over you."
"WHERE ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU COMING FROM SEVERAL DIFFERENT PLACES AT ONCE?!"
"He also values respect, something you clearly don't have for him, considering you were going to try and abduct the poor guy."
Viola began circling around, when Kyoka swung down from the tree and kicked her in the ribs. Viola wheezed and coughed up blood, while Kyoka landed in the tree across the path, before swinging away just as Viola got back to her feet.
"That didn't feel like ribs...that felt like lung. You...oh my GOD! You had a few of your ribs surgically removed didn't you?!"
"So what if I did?!" Viola snapped.
"You really altered your body just so you could look more hourglass? Seriously?"
A grappling hook lodged itself into the ground at Viola's feet, and Kyoka emerged from the darkness, flying right at the enemy stand user. A sickening CRUNCH could be heard as Kyoka's fist flattened the reporter's nose.
"Now that's a nose job if I've ever seen one."
"You BITCH!" Girlfriend swung at Kyoka, but the heroine's new maneuverability proved to be too much for the stand to handle.
"Man, I really did a number on that plastic. Sorry, the new wrist amplifiers are made of reinforced steel, they're basically brass knuckles."
"How...are you doing that?!"
"Doing what?"
"Making your voice come from different places!"
"I don't know what you're talking about, hey...I wonder..."
pew!
POP!
Viola screamed as one of her boobs deflated. "YOU! YOU!"
"Wow...balloons? You have to be the fakest person I've ever met."
Kyoka emerged from the darkness, casually walking towards her. Girlfriend emerged and punched Kyoka across the face, but the girl just spat out blood and rubbed it off with her thumb. "Ow."
"Wh-what?!"
"You said it yourself, love gives you power. So...I made you hate instead. Not that you ever loved Johnny, you WANT him. Still, it seems as though you are just as insecure about your appearance as I am."
Viola's eye twitched as Kyoka said the one thing that pissed her off the most:
"But at least I'm not lying to myself."
"D-D...DIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!" Viola screamed, only to find a sword pointed at her throat.
"You first."
"Y-you wouldn't."
"You wanted to drug and kidnap my boyfriend, and possibly hurt my friends in the process. Of course I would."
Viola's hate had changed to fear. "P-please, I won't bother you again! I'll l-leave, and never come back!"
"Even if it means that you'll never have Johnny?"
"Yes! Even that!"
Kyoka seemed to considerate it for a moment, and slowly put her sword away. "Get out of my sight, you sick fuck."
"Thank you! Thank you!" Viola got up and began to turn around, only to feel a jolt of pain throughout her body. She slowly turned around, shocked.
She had only faked a surrender, and had commanded Girlfriend to attack Kyoka from behind, but she was apparently expecting it. Two earphone jacks were now plugged into the stand, sending vibrations throughout it's body.
"You villains and your double crosses...fine, how about we settle this the old fashioned way?"
Kyoka released Girlfriend and inserted her jacks into her wrist amplifiers, before detaching them from her hands entirely. "How about a beatdown with a reinforced steel twist?"
"WAIT, PLEASE! I ONLY DID IT FOR LOV-"
"DORARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARA!"
"Wow..." Johnny said, rubbing his forehead. "I have to admit, I'm digging the new suit!"
"Thanks! You can go back to your room now, she's...taken care of."
"You know I could've easily taken care of her if I was awake, right?"
Kyoka smiled. "I know, I wasn't doing it because I didn't believe you could do it or some shit. You probably would've been sleeping, and well...she would've taken you."
"Yeah...a stand powered by love, huh? Er, well, fake love anyway."
"That's probably why I won...hey, I think I need to get something off of my chest." Kyoka said, her eyes lifting to meet his. "Is...is it okay if-"
"Always."
"When I get jealous...it isn't because I'm afraid of losing you. No girl could ever steal you from me, and I KNOW that. It's mostly because...I can't help but feel as though they might be better for you, and that I don't want to hold you back."
"Kyoka-"
"Shush, I'm not done. It's true, I don't really think I have all that much to offer in a relationship, at least physically. My insecurities are something that are always going to be there, no matter how much you encourage me. I can't be the perfect girl for you."
"Shut up, you already are."
"NO. I'm not, and I don't want you to ever say that I am. I have flaws, I have shortcomings, and...that isn't a bad thing."
"I'm confused."
"I don't WANT to be perfect. I want to be flawed, because the fact that I have these flaws, and you love me anyway...it is so much more meaningful. Besides..." Kyoka grinned. "Perfect people are boring as fuck!"
Johnny stared at her, before the corners of his eyes began to water.
"Johnny? Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?"
Johnny smashed his lips onto hers, catching her off guard. Oh...I said something right. Kyoka leaned into it as the moonlight washed over them, throwing her arms around him. Johnny separated their lips and buried his head into her shoulder.
"You are completely different than the girl that opened up to me on the beach. I am...I am so proud of you, of everything you've accomplished...you're right, you aren't perfect...and that makes me the luckiest guy in the world." Johnny said, his voice breaking.
Kyoka sniffed and rubbed his back. "I think I'm the lucky one...even if you are an asshole sometimes. I wouldn't be the same person I am today without you...I love you Johnny."
"I love you too."
"Uh..."
The both of them slowly turned around to see Shoji standing by the fridge. Kyoka immediately marched over and pointed an earphone jack at him. "NOT. A. WORD."
"Oh, don't worry, I won't say anything...I'll just...pretend it was a dream."
"You better." Kyoka glared at Shoji until he vanished from sight, before sighing. "That was a close one...Johnny?"
Johnny was twirling a part of his hair around his finger out of nervousness...the same way she twirls her earphone jacks.
Guess it goes both ways, huh?
Credit for Girlfriend goes to PhantomKnightPercival!