Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Jonathan x Dio

Chapter 8 - Brewing storm

Dio tore his eyes away from the couple, Wanting to flee back to the Joestar estate, Hide away in his room and brainstorm how he was going to wring the filthy blonde womans neck.

But his honey coated orbs couldn't resist peeking, Couldn't stop studying the way Jojos hands so tenderly stroked her face.

Before he could even think he was on his feet, Hand grappling the nearest tree for support. His eyes were blood red, Still slightly puffy and swollen, Nevertheless dio wasn't at all paying attention to his appearance.

His vision zoned in on the woman, Unsettling predatory instincts clawing at his ribcage.

With all the willpower he could gather, He ordered his heart to be still. It did, Calming its rapid pace into a slow and peaceful one.

Dio stepped out of the brush, Placing his hands into the pockets of his trousers and strolling over to the lovesick pair.

"Jonathan" He seductively purred, Causing the bigger man to almost jump out of his skin, Erina cowering behind him.

"D-Dio!" He replied in an alarmed tone, Recomposing himself in an instant and looking over his shoulder to check on the rather pale looking girl.

"This is Erina i presume?" Dio weaved around jonathan in an instant, His amber eyes shining down on the girl who hadn't made a sound.

"N-nice to meet you.." She managed to squeak out, Releasing the frightened grip she had on Jojo and bowing in a respectful greeting.

Dio returned her etiquette with his own rendition of a courteous bow, His long, blonde locks gently framing his angular face and a petite smile resting on his lips.

"It is my pleasure" He responded in a flattering voice, His tone as smooth as melting butter.

Erina blushed in response, Trying to hide her reddening cheeks. Her light, turquoise irises shining in embarrassment.

"Dio! Why'd you follow me!" Jonathan intervened, Stepping in between the two who were growing oddly chummy.

"Excuse my poor manners Jojo, I only wished to make sure you got here safely. As any good brother should" His vision flickered to the wavering face of jonathan whom was on the verge of whimpering like a child.

"Brother?" Erina piped up, Her confused eyes shifting from Dio and Jonathan.

"It's complicated" Jojo sighed, His bright, Sparkling, cerulean orbs suddenly dull and loosing all there normal luster. Imitating a polluted ocean.

"How so?" Dio countered, A subtle smirk playing on his pursed lips. "I, Dio, Am legally your one and only brother" He mused to himself, Instantly lapping up the heartbroken expression of Jonathan. It making his heart swell with an excessive amount of pleasure.

Jonathan bit back the vat of bubbling lava about to boil over inside his chest, Angrily glaring at the arrogant blonde boy.

Dio graciously smirked, If looks could kill he would've perished a dozen times over from that vicious glare.

"Excuse me, Sorry for interrupting but i must be going" Erina smiled toward dio whom wore a happy face in return. Ever eager to keep up his facade.

She turned on her heels, Standing on her toes to place a passionate peck on Jonathan's warm cheek. His face instantly caught fire, Burning a deep red blaze underneath his skin.

"Goodbye, Dio!--Jonathan!" Erina waved as she ran, Hiding her beet red face from view as her golden locks of hair swam through the wind. Her beautiful, floral dress dancing.

As her figure retreated, Her presence becoming an afterthought, Dio pressed his luck with his dear brother.

"Ah jojo, What's with that somber look?" Dio sneered, having half a mind to caress those soft, pink cheeks.

"Dio stop!" Jonathan hissed, Taking a step forward in hopes of intimidating the blonde.

Unfortunately it didn't work in his favour, Dio's face only conforming into one of glee. His hands snaking out of his trouser pockets to grab the collar of his shirt.

Jonathan joestar, flustered and confused looked into the caramel eyes of his brother who was an inch from his vivid, blue orbs. Their noses almost brushing.

"That whore isn't going to touch you. You're mine to torment, Mine to destroy, Mine to touch and Mine to love" He growled against his lips, Jojo's mind reeling, Unable to process what on earth was happening.

"Mine alone" With that Dio sealed the deal with a deep kiss full of what could only be described as sparks of passion and lust.

Jonathan wanted to flinch away, Push the blonde into the dirt and dislocate his jaw. Do anything to get him away, To get him to stop kissing him.

Because if he didn't he wouldn't be able to deny his feelings any longer. Dio would win and he would drown in the intoxication.

"Mine!" Dio hissed again with feverish intensity, Their lips melding together like putty, Burning into each other and forever staining them in passion.

This time the Joestar heir didn't resist, He didn't glare, He didn't even blink. Jonathan simply melted, Like sand slipping through his fingers. Dio had to grab his hips to stop him from crashing into the ground, His legs trembling and wobbling.

Then Jojo opened his mouth, Fully submitting himself to the brando boy. Allowing his tongue to begin exploring every crevice and cranny, To claim his very first true kiss.

It was at this exact moment, Dio knew he had triumphed. That Jonathan joestar was truly his and no woman would ever be able to give him what he could.

Dio won.