A Legacy to Protect (JJBA x MHA)

Chapter 42: Jotaro Kujo: Matchmaker

CRACK!

Johnny deadpanned as he held up a board of wood, or what was left of one anyway. "I knew you were training your jacks and all, but this is ridiculous!"

Kyoka grinned. "Well, I found the motivation you were telling me about."

Gyro was busy zipping around the beach on his steel balls, how was he keeping his feet on them? Wouldn't he fly off? Johnny had learned not to count on the laws of physics whenever Gyro was around.

"So, when are you going to stop hiding behind a board of wood and fight me for real?"

"Huh?"

Kyoka rolled her eyes. "I'm asking you to spar with me, I want a moving target."

"No offense, and I'm not doubting you, but if I accidentally hit you with Tusk-"

"I'd be a Kyoka colored puddle on the ground, I know. You don't have to use your stand, just a little hand to hand, you know?"

Johnny frowned and turned around.

"Come on JoJo, are you gonna try to hit me or-"

Kyoka gasped as Johnny's fist filled her vision, but she caught it in her palm and threw it aside, kicking out at Johnny's side. He caught it in his armpit and and began turning, and Kyoka had to hop on one foot to prevent herself from falling over. Then she extended her jacks into his arm, forcing him to let go, and punched straight into his gut.

Meanwhile, Gyro was still zooming around, although he somehow got his hands on an entire box of pizza, and was just silently eating and zipping around the two, watching them.

Kyoka backed off and shook her hand. Damn, why did that hurt so much! It's like his abs are-

Oh.

Shit.

Kyoka quickly shook her head and got back into the fight, rushing at Johnny and throwing her arms around his waist, tackling him to the ground, but Johnny put his feet on her stomach on the way, kicking outwards and sending her face first into the sand. Kyoka swung her leg around and caught Johnny in the ankle, and the youngest Joestar yelled out in surprise as he went down.

Johnny tried to pick himself up, only to see Kyoka standing over him on one foot, the other dangerously hanging just above his groin. "Checkmate."

"Since when did my uncle teach you to fight dirty?"

"Just because Mr. Josuke is teaching me how to fight, doesn't mean I can't put my own spin on it."

Johnny smirked. "SPIN huh?"

Before Kyoka could react, Johnny had brushed his fingers in the sand, and a miniature dust devil formed, blinding her. Johnny got up as Kyoka was rubbing her eyes, but an earphone jack shot straight into his ear, causing Johnny to double over.

"I can still hear you, you know."

"O-okay, you win."

Kyoka opened her eyes to see a dazed Johnny lying on the ground. She chuckled and offered a hand, which he gratefully took. As Johnny got to his feet, he and Kyoka locked eyes, and the very first thing they noticed was how close their faces were to each other.

Close enough to k-

CRASH!

Apparently, Johnny's sand attack had also blinded Gyro, because now the Italian's legs were sticking out of a big pile of trash.

"JOHNNY YOU FUCKER!"

"We should...probably go help him."

"Y-yeah."