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Life was never easy for him. Maybe at youth. But just part of it. He suffered a lot. And even until his death, it was all caused by one man alone.
His last memory was the fire on the ship, holding his step brother's decapitated head, slowly descending into the great oblivion, hoping that the love of his life and that innocent child had escaped safely. That was all Jonathan Joestar was worried about. He didn't care it was the end for him, for his long gone suffering, because it at least it would be the beginning to them. He lived as an honorable gentleman even when everything hit him like an ocean of knives. Danny, father, Baron Zeppeli...the feeling of seeing them again wasn’t so bad. He just wanted the peace he deserved with the ones he loved...
However, his eyes shot open. No flames, no ship. He could barely see anything even if they were open. It was all dark and the few lights and figures in his view were so blurry. But it was easy to tell this wasn't the place he was supposed to be, for hell, he was alive somehow. He remembered dying in the fire. It was impossible to survive in that place. He barely got the right amount of time to question what was going on when he heard a prominent, familiar voice.
"I-It worked, you are alive!" He knew exactly whose voice was that. Jonathan tried to move immediately, because obviously there was no way he would just lay there with everything going on, but he felt too weak...his body felt different and so wrong. It was heavy on his chest and at the same time, light. The blurry vision was finally going off, as a big blonde person next to him was revealed. "Welcome back JoJo"
"D...Dio..." Jonathan weakly said, showing clear shock and confusion in his eyes. Dio was there, next to him, alive and whole again...He did...looked bigger and stronger...and then...it was all clear. Going down his shoulder a tiny bit...there was a visible star shaped birthmark. All the energy that the blue haired man gathered to process was gone and turned into pure horror. It was his body! The monster had stolen his body!! His breathing turned rapid as his eyes widened. “Wh..What have you done!?”
As a panic wave started, Dio instantly noticed that and started to softly pass his fingers through Jonathan’s still fluffy blue hair. “Shhh...shhhhh...JoJo please...you can’t panic like this now. You will be too stressed! Come on...you’ve just woken up, dear dearest. I will explain everything for you but calm down first” He got even closer to him now, wrapping an arm around Jonathan’s apparently naked body and fixing the blanket on him. They seemed to be on a bed. “Oh you have no idea how much I missed your voice!” He talked like he was holding back tears of joy.
It took Jonathan a few seconds until he processed Dio touching him like that, bringing him into an embrace he certainly didn’t want. He pushed himself away quickly “Y-You are alive!? How is that even possible!?” The Joestar breathed heavily. He just had to gather enough energy to make hamon and beat Dio! Again!
“I will be honest, it’s pretty cute of you to assume that I would’ve died on that ship. As always so innocent in what is from the real world, JoJo.” Dio rolled his eyes a little. He waited so long to have Jonathan back to his strong arms just for him to come back as an annoying brat as always. He was alive again because of the vampire! And was treating him like that? For Jonathan’s luck, the lord was rather merciful for such a situation, and could take the behavior due to how dearly he missed it. “Listen, years passed. You indeed died but I brought you back to live! A thank you would be really nice and polite”
The audacity! The blue haired was having a hard time believing the stuff Dio was saying! That monster killed him! And so many other people! Now he was using his body as his own! Only because he was back alive, didn’t mean he should thank him! Jonathan was about to yell at him when he jolted up, then noticed some heaviness bouncing smoothly on his chest.
Instant froze. Slightly shaking limbs. Eyes even wider that slowly moved down..to see two full and round breasts still slightly moving from the movement.
It was a woman’s body...a woman’s body! Not only the breasts, but the thighs were also impressively big, the arms were thin, the hands were soft and skin delicate as porcelain. It was the perfect shape of a lady. In total horror, Jonathan started touching entirely. He felt all this. Every little touch of his palm felt every inch of the new structure. He was freaked out enough until he felt something on his neck. A scar. A scar that formed a necklace. And then...also a carved star on his shoulder...that seemed to have been made by cuts a long time ago...the same placement where his birthmark used to be...
Jonathan’s heart skipped a beat feeling both of them. He looked at Dio...who had the same scar on his neck as well and the true star on his side. That is what he did...he changed their bodies...and gave him some woman’s one...
Dio had been staring at him “exploring” his new body for a bit. It was so beautiful for the vampire. His scared face was quite cute. “I hope you like your new look. I chose it perfectly just for you, like you wanted. I even went on to make it a bit more welcoming to a Joestar like you” he smiles slightly as he sat up on the bed, reaching for the cupboard next to it and grabbing a glass of half drank wine “Took me so long so I could make this happen...but since I was back alive..my only goal was to wake you up again..” He said in a somewhat soft voice.
While Dio showed clear calm, Jonathan was breathing heavily. Why would he do this!? To make him suffer even more!? This seemed like a gigantic sick joke! He had a rage he couldn’t even describe now! “Y-You bastard..how dare you!?” And with that, clenching his fist while the other arm covered his new breasts, he tried to punch the vampire. “All this happened because of you!”
The sudden movement made Jonathan instantly get dizzy, and it wasn’t even worth it as Dio avoided the attack and grabbed the now smaller one’s arm, not too harsh of course, and grabbed at his waist down, making the other let loose of his other arm, chest against chest. As Dio looked down at his dear “sibling” with his red glowing eyes, he smirked. “Ah JoJo, just as inconsequential as ever. You are too weak to hurt me, as if that would sort any effect either way..” With that, the vampire placed him back on the comfy couple’s bed between the pillows, like a young child.
Jonathan struggles against the bigger man’s grip. He was so strong now...it almost seemed like the Joestar didn’t weigh anything at all anymore. Back to the bed as Dio tucked him in, he groaned “Don’t touch me! You killed me and thousands of innocent lives!” He sat up again, now using the blanket to cover himself. That body was...impractical to say the least. How could he work it out in his favor now??
Again, Dio gave an eye roll. He had forgotten how JoJo was annoying and stubborn, always so into that gentleman code bullshit that was so hammered into his brain “That is in the past Jonathan. Why can’t you just forget that? Come on, look around! Guess where we are! I got a palace just for us, I am sure you will absolutely adore it” He smirks as he drinks the wine that may or may not have been mixed up with blood.
The blue haired man looked in disbelief and disgust at him. How could someone be this cynical and evil? “You...made my life hell! Killed my father in cold blood just to gain power! How am I supposed to act ok around you!?” He said with genuine flame in his eyes out of anger. All this situation was so unsettling that he had no clue what would happen.
“You are really stubborn, aren’t you, JoJo?” Dio huffs at him. Then as soon as he was about to say anything, a strong man, with long brown hair and...interesting clothing choices, walked in looking in surprise and..pain? “Oh, Vanilla Ice, what a good timing. Please, would you pick those dresses we bought earlier. Get one of the cute ones, now.” He spoke, soon turning to Jonathan again while that man left to do his bidding.
Jonathan stayed quiet for a little as he saw that man...what was he? Some kind of servant? He didn’t look like a zombie at all...and what the hell was he wearing? Well that didn’t distract him from what was going on. He was still so angry at the vampire when a sudden thought came into his head. “What did you do?? What happened to the ship and Eri-...” He trailed off when he was about to say ‘Erina’, now with a wave of sadness hitting him more than anger.
Dio gave a tiny glare at the other on the unfinished mention of that insolent woman “That bitch? Died of old age a long time ago. I see you have completely no idea of how long it’s been, don’t you?” He raised his eyebrow a little at that. Well made sense as Jonathan had been actually dead through this time opposite of him. “I spent years and years only holding your head inside that coffin, hoping one day I could be with you again”
The feel of instant anger came back when Dio insulted Erina like that, his fist clenching yet again. But it didn’t last long as the rest of the information went through his head. If she...died of old age, and not at the ship...that meant... “Wait…what…what year is this...?”
He really couldn’t help but tease Jonathan a lot, as he’d do all the time at youth. Of course Jonathan would be a mess of emotions now. So for once, he would try to be nice about it. “1987. A total of...100 years or more since your death. When you chose to leave her for me...you sealed your fate. I am the only one alive for you right now, JoJo. Let me help you with this.” He said in a kind of soft tone as he knew that helped the blue haired to calm more.
However, at the news, Jonathan was much less than calm. His anger was changed to one emotion: deep sadness. Everyone he knew by the time, Erina, Speedwagon, Poco, Straights...they were all dead...100 years...he couldn’t believe it “It...it can’t be...” and with that, Jonathan started crying while holding his head down.
Dio stared at him baffled. He was crying. Jonathan was crying. After so long...after so long he had waited for this moment, to have the only person he wanted back in his arms again, talking freely, with those beautiful greenish blue eyes looking back at him...and he was crying. He felt a bit of anger now but took a deep breath. Fighting over that was useless now. He should’ve known that the Joestar wouldn’t be ok with the news at first. He just needed to be a bit more patient.
The vampire got closer to Jonathan, carefully and softly taking his hands off his face and wiping his tears “Listen...things are not as bad as you think ok? Calm down.” As he tried to wipe his tears, the smaller one turned his head, sobbing upset still. Dio sighed. “We are in Egypt, JoJo...isn’t that the place you’ve always wanted to visit for your archeological studies? We are even near the pyramids! I remember how excited you talked about them...now we are a few minutes walk from them..” He tried to put on a soft and small smile, even if it was still a tiny bit creepy.
Jonathan watched him talk, backing away against the comfy pillows as he approached him. Egypt? Sure, it was indeed one of his dreams to one day visit it...but under better circumstances of course. And that just made him realize...he was really stuck with Dio in that place, in a country he didn’t know, with servants he didn’t know, and even a body he didn’t know. By far...he was obviously vulnerable “I...I guess so...” He looked down as he answered the question, not wanting to face the other.
At that answer, Dio’s smile got a bit more genuine. Finally...the Joestar started to accept him. It was just a matter of time and patience really! “Let me assure you, now we have all the time in the world to do whatever you want! A lot of changes have happened around since your death and I am sure you will get used to them! And don’t worry, I will catch you up. Did you know carriages were changed for an extraordinary machine called cars? They are much faster and comfortable.” He laid down next to Jonathan.
Dio sounded...excited, somehow. Almost childish. Jonathan couldn’t help but find it extremely odd. In those moments, he’d say the vampire was purely doing that to annoy him, or so he could bully him later. But something was different here, and he really couldn’t tell. He tried to come up with something to say...it was hard. Jonathan was under pressure. He couldn’t be too harsh, or God knows what the other would do to him in such a helpless state. He had to gain his force back, his fighting spirit back. And defeat Dio once and for all.
But right now he had to play low. Do what Dio wanted, at least what he’d be in the least ok to accomplish. First and foremost he needed to come up with a plan to leave this place as soon as possible. Now in a woman’s structure, it’d be much more difficult. His missing strength and size was what helped him to learn hamon much faster back in..100 years ago. Of course his new body could get used but it would take a while. Once again life was forcing him to become stronger, but if before was just for the father’s approval, now was for surviving...
Jonathan shyly tried to fix the blanket covering up his chest, still blushing a bit. It was uncomfortable...now that his energy was down he realized how inappropriate that was. Dio, shirtless, close to him, a confused person who woke up in a woman’s naked body. He just wanted to cover it up.
Dio seemed to notice it as he sat up again, proceeding to slightly mess with his messy blue hair. “You know you look beautiful now? I mean you were always extremely handsome, I admit, but now...wow.” His face was close to the other’s, now being able to look at his marvelous eyes.
In return, the smaller one lost his breath a little at how close their faces were, looking deeply into the vampire’s eyes. He noticed something new in them. They looked...hurt. The eyes of someone who went through a deep period of grief. He knew that look...as he had a similar one when his father died. But Dio’s...was much deeper...
Suddenly, the moment was broken by Dio’s arms wrapped around Jonathan and placed him against his body...a hug? That caught him off guard. Since when did Dio Brando hug someone? His arms were trembling to retrieve the hug but he wasn’t...there yet. He couldn’t. But the other man doing it...brought a warmth to his heart he couldn’t explain right. It was just...that was his body...that chest, those arms, those legs...used to be his...his head was over the shoulder with the star and looking at it...it was...weird...and the feel of his fake birthmark was still sensible with the vampire placing his head on it.
Why...did he feel...a warmth..?
“I promise you JoJo...it will be ok...you will be alright...I will make sure of that. You are not dying on me again. We will be a family again...I, Dio, assure you so”