"Y/N L/N." A boy said. I trained my eyes forward, ignoring his stare that continued to make me feel more and more flustered. Though I would rather be executed, then admit how flustered this young man seemed to make me feel.
"Dio Brando." I replied not even bothering to look up, my eyes still focused on this fascinating story.
"Why won't you look at me?" He asked he was now hovering above me. I felt a smile grow on my face as I continued to purposely ignore the boy.
"If you don't look at me I'll take that book from you." He muttered.
"Oh but Dio, wouldn't that be against the rules of a gentleman. What would your dear Step-Father say?" I smiled meeting his ruby eyes with mine.
"You know I don't care what they think Y/N. Besides aren't you supposed to be mindlessly cleaning something?" He montoned. My eyes sharply glared at the door as Jonathan walked in.
"Y/N, Dio is something wrong?" Jonathan innocently asked. I quickly removed my glare replacing it was a warm smile.
"Sorry LordJonathan, Lord Dio and I were simply discussing a chapter in my book. After Lord Dio so kindly started an argument." I lied through my teeth as Dio loomed near me. His hand resting on the back of my chair. Causing a strange pose between us as we "kindly" smiled at the man. But we couldn't erase our equally menacing aura.
"Oh, I will go then sorry!" He smiled leaving the room. I sighed relaxing in the chair.
"How about we go on a walk?" He asked. I nodded, as I quietly placed the book down as we walked outside. We walked in sequence together, as we continued to our usual spot. I straighted my dress as I sat down making sure it was proper, I glanced over and looked at Dio. Who was lazily leaning against the tree as he sat in a branch.
"If only I didn't have to worry about this dress getting destroyed I would sit in a tree." I mumbled watching the grand oak slightly wave in the wind. I listened to the wind whispering through the spring air as I closed my eyes. It felt pathetic at times, to care so much about something like the wind.
"Y/N, catch." Dio spoke snapping me out of my thoughts as I caught the object without fail. I stared at the object, it was a beautiful red rose.
"T-Thank you Dio." I stuttered slightly my cheeks burning as I quickly looked over the rose. It was well-kept, without a single flaw. No matter how hard I looked this was a perfect rose.
"Did the great Y/N L/N, just stutter. A woman who prides in being nearly perfect?" Dio laughed hopping down from the tree.
"I did stutter Dio, do you realize what a rose of this color represents?" I asked staring as he came closer. I fidgeted slightly. I always dreamed of someone like Dio being with me, but I still felt fear. Would mother and father even approve of such a man with ambitions like Dio? That didn't matter as Dio knelt in front of me. Our eyes locking as he carefully took the rose from my hands.
"Of course I do Y/N." He laughed. I stared only feeling this heart attack of dopamine grow. His face was slowly turning a shade of red, highly unusual.
"Your the only person on this planet who I feel like I can be myself around. You make me feel less like my father. I feel happy around you Y/N, I am highly sure this is what love is." He genuinely smiled at me. I felt tears swell as I smiled back.
"I am highly sure I love you to." I giggled as I leaned in. Our lips now inches apart as the wind softly blew our hair. His hand cupped my face as we connected the long wanted kiss. It was perfect, everything was perfect. As we broke the kiss I smiled softly as he did the same.
"Now oh great Y/N, what do you suppose we do?" He asked his eyes already getting filled with playful antics.
"I don't know all knowing Dio. Care to offer an idea?" I playfully answered, my hand twirling his blonde hair. It was soft as he sat next to me. His arm wrappped around my waist as we sat up slightly. The forest shielding us from a world that looked down on us. Here we were immortal, the rulers of this forest, plotting our revenge on the rest of Earth. We sat in silence as we took in eachothers company.
"Did you manage to find the same poison?" I finally broke the silence.
"Yes, soon we will have the riches of the Joestar's." He smiled.
"Ah, if only The Joestar's were less trusting. I'm suprised they haven't lost their riches before this." I added.
"He truly sees me as a son, even more so then Jonathan. Although I am the perfect child." I could hear the pride in his words. We were desperately close to getting our dream.
"There is this mask Jonathan studies. I think it might be useful. It reacts to blood." He muttered.
"Human blood?"
"Yes, I think it's something special. I'll have to try it on someone soon." He spoke.
"In London. A raging drunk will surely be easy to apprehend and then use this mask." I added.
"Always so smart." He chuckled. He planted a kiss on my forhead as he helped me stand up. I gladly took it. We parted ways as I went back to the maid's room. Smiling as I stared at the less than mediocre room. Soon I will own an estate, maybe even have my own maids. I scoffed at the idea.
"From maid to riches, no I simply want power. From nothing to power." I dreamily muttered before changing into my sleepwear. I felt my cheeks warm up as I thought of my gentle kiss.
"This boy will be the death of me, I don't mind." I whispered my face plastered with a smile. That wouldn't go away as I feel asleep.
