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Jonathan | Pride

"DIO, DIO, DIO, DIO!"

Hearing some people chanting, you lifted your skirt up, quickly making way over to the crowd.

"Excuse me!" You roughly stated as you shoved pass the males.

Making it to a wooden fence ring, you held it as your eyes went wide at the scene. You had a goofy smile on, as you watched two males fighting. A blonde, toned male and a toned blue-nette.

"DIO, DIO, DIO, DIO!"

Who you assumed the blonde was Dio, was winning. He was quick and fierce, not letting his attack falter one second. It was terrifying strength and speed for someone his age to show off.

"COME ON! BEAT JONATHAN!"

Jonathan, who you now know with confirmation from the two, was losing badly. He would always dodge and get hits here and there. No chance of countering.

Now you were on edge, when Jonathan finally threw a punch. He smiled happily, but was quick to get punched in the face. Jonathan falling to the ground, laid there tired and beat. You stared pitifully at the blue-nette, as people laughed and picked on him for being weak. As the people's footsteps shuffled away, you still stood at your spot, tightly clenching the wooden fence.

"Ugh.."

Hearing him grunt, you turned away to leave, but stopped.

"E-excuse m-me.."

Turning your body around, you stared at his laying body. You watched as his eyes were half closed, staring up the clear sky. Chest rising slowly.

"No lady should watch these things. Hehe."

Your eyes went wide at his words. Feeling pissed at it, you stomped his way, hopping over the fence smoothly, before squatting besides him.

Crossing your arms over your knees, you furrowed your brows at him,"Who are you to decide what I can, or can't watch? You're my daddy or something?"

Cheeks flushed, he gave a light hearted laugh. Turning his head towards you, he gave a kind smile,"I'm Jonathan, Jonathan Joestar."

Humming, you stood up,"Pleasure meeting you, good day."

Jonathan's eyes went wide at your action, as you just up and left without giving your name back.

Painfully lifting himself up, he reached a hand towards you,"Wh-what's your name, miss!?"

Just waving your hand at him, you kept walking forward.

-

Few days passed since Jonathan had last seen you. He was back in the ring, air boxing so he can try and get stronger, practicing.

Throwing a few more air punches, he heard footsteps approaching. Turning around, he saw a boy around his age approaching him. Watching with curious deep blue eyes, he watched as he effortlessly hopped over the fence. Landing smoothly, the boy approached him, standing infront of him. Jonathan was surprised at the boys height, one or two feet shorter. He had his hair tied in a low pony tail, wearing normal commoner outfit.

"Uh.." Jonathan started.

Staring up at the taller male, the boy spoke,"I'll help you."

Surprised, Jonathan's eyes went wide,"Really!? I'd be grateful for your offer!"

-

Three weeks went by, with Jonathan training with the mysterious boy. Everytime they spared, Jonathan was quick to be on his butt. But, when he was taught how to defend and strike better, he learned quickly. Whenever Jonathan tried to strike conversation, or ask for his name, he was just given a waved hand, avoiding it.