The Joestar Protector Book 1

Zeppeli Household

   " What the heck is this supposed to be!? " JoJo screamed.

I looked up from my book and set my wine down on the table. Rome was such a beautiful place to be. The architecture was ancient but beautiful. The best pasta was found here when you're not in Italy. JoJo was hungry so we walked down to the dining hall of the hotel. JoJo ordered some pasta and I just ordered a wine. When the pasta finally came it was black. 

   " You think you're funny putting black ink all over my spaghetti, is that right? "

JoJo looked angry now and was holding the waiter by his collared shirt. The waiter was still smiling, trying to keep up the professionalism.

   ' I will give him points for staying professional. '

   " No--no, sir, not at all. "

I sighed as I set my book full down on the table.

   " JoJo, please calm down. What you ordered is what you got. It's called Al Nero di Seppia. It's a pasta dish that is supposed to contain squid ink for presentation and a little flavor. "

   " Really? " JoJo asked looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

   " It's quite delicious. "

   " Hmm? "

JoJo let go of the waiter and went to grab his form. The waiter was falling to the floor when I caught him. I left my chair to wrap my arms under his arms to catch him before he hit the floor. I helped him stand up and once he was on his own two feet he fixed his shirt and bowed to me.

   " Thank you for helping me, Miss. "

   " It's fine. I apologize for his behavior. " I said bowing to the waiter.

   " All is forgiven. "

   " Say, this is delicious! "

The waiter sighed in relief and dismissed himself from the table. In a few seconds, he came back and poured more wine into my glass.  

   " Thank you. "

   " Thank you for helping me. Your wine is on the house. "

I thanked him once more before he moved away from our table.

   " How come everyone is so kind to you? " JoJo questioned me.

   " It could be because I don't threaten them or punch them about some food I've never heard of. "

   " Hey, don't tease me! "

I shook my head and returned to my book and sipping my wine. It was peaceful until I heard another voice from another table start to speak.

   " This hotel used to be a place of class and refinement. Now, they let just anyone in here. " a man said with an Italian accent.

   " Huh? "

JoJo and I looked up from our table and towards another one. This table held two people. One had brown hair that was styled in a wild way that pointed away from her face. Her face had makeup caked all over it and she wore a blue dress. Beside her was a man with blonde hair and fair skin. He was wearing a white and purple coat with a purple bowtie around his neck. He had two purple tringles under his eyes. He had a build similar to Joseph's. 

   " Signorina, accept this. A token of your beauty. "

He held up his hand and showed a necklace with a red gem in the middle. In his other hand, he held a glass of wine. I still couldn't see his eyes.

   " It's beautiful. "

   " Not as much as you. When you remove this at night, please think of me, and we shall be together in your dreams. "

   " Oh, man! "

JoJo had stopped eating his pasta and was now looking at the couple. 

   " Did that mozzarella cheese-ball just say what I think he said? I didn't know eavesdropping could rot your teeth. "

   " I know that's just too much. Especially since we can hear it. " I told him.

   " I'll cast an enchantment upon it. Just a little love spell and then you will have no choice but to fall to my passion. "

I watched as he kissed the necklace and I felt the hairs on my arms stand up. He was being so romantic it hurt. 

   " Nah! You've got to be kidding. This guy is making me sick. "

   " I'm glad I didn't order any food. "

   " And I shall spread my charm's magic to those delicious lips of yours. "

They got closer and connected their lips and I looked away. They deserved some privacy, even though the male was making sure we heard.

   " That's just ridiculous. How could any modern woman fall for such an obvious act? Y/n you wouldn't fall for that, would you? "

   " I would hope not. He's a sweet talker. He knows his way around words in order to make a woman weak. "

   " You got that right. I have an idea. "

I watched as he twirled a few strands of the spaghetti and took a deep breath. I watched as the Hamon went to the pasta and straightened it out into sticks. 

   " Hamon di Seppia. This should stick to that little Casanova's enchanting face for a bit. "

   " JoJo you asked earlier why people are so kind to me right? "

   " Yes? "

   " This is because I don't do things like this. Just leave them be. "

   " Aww come on! That's no fun, plus he deserves it. "

   " Do whatever you wish but I will not be involved. "

He pulled the strings back and flung them at the Italian. In the blink of an eye, the Italian raised his fork up with noodles in between the spikes. They caught the spaghetti noodles. 

   ' How did he do that while still kissing her and not looking? Is JoJo just that loud? '

He spun his fork and the pasta flew back at us. They were aimed at JoJo's face. I raised my wine glass up and the noodles went through the glass. I could see the Hamon sparks coming from them. 

   " How--how did he just do that? "

He slurped the pasta and the wine started spilling. I sent my Hamon to the holes in the glass and held the rest of the wine in the glass before more could spill out.

   " That--that was Hamon. "

   " It seems so. Now we need to see if he is a friend or foe. "

   " Pardon the intrusion. But there is a phone call from a Mr. Speedwagon, Mr. Caesar Zeppeli. "

I watched as the blonde pulled out of the kiss and his eyes found us.

   " Mamma Mia. I will be right there. "

   " What---What the--"

I watched as he flipped a very familiar checkered hat on to his head. His eyes connected with mine and he smirked. Then he looked at JoJo and the smirk still remained. I could see the resemblance a little in the face structure and in the green eyes of the male.

   ' He's the descendent of Baron. He is the descendent of Will Anthonio Zeppeli. ' I felt my eyes widen as I continued to stare at his figure.