Angel Eyes [JJBA Part 1 x Reader]

Chapter Twelve

"Use that shiv of yours to slice him open! I want his guts for garters!" The familiar man must've been the leader of the group, but where did you know him from? Was he in the papers from devious crime? Or maybe modelling of a criminal nature?

Jojo looks at them for a moment before shoving you behind him defensively, "Ogre Street is aptly named."

You laugh before coughing lightly, "Jojo this is hardly the time to joke. Let me at them!"

You try to lean and look at the oncoming 'Tattoo' but Jojo's shoulders are just too large. Though you do hear some sort of blade whizzing in the air before hitting something.

"Check out this idiot, he grabbed my blade! In all my days I've never seen the like," Tattoo yells, "Hehehe, stuck ain't ya? One quick yank of the knife and they'll be picking your fingers out of the snow for a fortnight."

"Try it then. The moment you pull, my foot will kick out at your groin with all the force of a sledgehammer," Jonathan announces fiercely and you almost forget how to breathe with how hard you try not to laugh and ruin the intensity of the threat.

"I'm willing to see our transaction through. Are you Sirrah?" Jojo asserts, "I'm fighting to protect my family from those who wish it harm. I doubt very much that your resolve is equal to mine."

Oh wow... Had Jonathan always been this dreamy? Probably.

The tunic man runs at Jojo and the Joestar quickly hits the two men and flings them either side of the alley, you back up and start clapping.

"Well done Jojo!" You say cheerily, "Though you wouldn't have hurt your fingers if you let me have a go at them. Don't tell me you're defending them from your own gardener?"

"That's quite enough," Jojo says before turning to the three crooks, "Now, one of you, where can I find an Asian apothecary?"

"Tap top!" The familiar bloke said and you finally realise who he is, "If you're looking to lose body parts, do stick around."

"Observe." Speedwagon said and you and Jojo both watch as his hat became a... Knife hat?

"I'll mince ya right finely with the tip of a hat," Speedwagon does a cool trick with the knife hat before rushing at Jojo, "And now we dance."

"I have to find that apothecary no matter the cost." Jojo proudly says, raising his arms in a defensive position. You meanwhile have begun formulating a not so brilliant plan.

"Don't tell me this here's your first proper dust-up? If you mean to block like that it'll be your last one too." Once he gets close enough Speedwagon jumps up and throws his spinning hat of death at Jojo, dodging the knife the bluenette flung at him last minute.

However, the hat does not hit its target.

In fact, it's sent into a nearby wall by a snowball hitting it and sending it off target, a snowball thrown by none other than you where you now smugly stand next to Jojo, "Say, Robbie, that hats a bit '82, don't you suppose?"

"(Y/N)?" Before the blonde could comment on how 1886 your own hat is or express any further shock he's sent flying by a kick from Jojo.

"Whoa Jojo, what a show of strength! That was dreamy, I feel like one of your fans at a rugby match. So this is love, huh?" You sigh, despite wincing slightly at the sight of Speedwagon flopping onto the cold concrete.

Even if you didn't have a thing for blondes- which you do- Speedwagon had you at 'tap top'.

And then you end up wincing further at the hoard of street thugs surrounding you all of a sudden, seeming to creep out of the walls like mould or rats. The men chuckled and started creeping forward, knives at the ready.

"That's enough lads. I won't let a single one of ya lay a finger on that gentleman there," Speedwagon announces, standing up and pointing at the Joestar and you, "Or my dear friend (Y/N) for that matter!"

The thugs stop but you still find yourself eyeing them nervously as they glare back at you.

"But why?" Jojo asks the question everyone's wondering.

"Tell me something. Strong as a bull you are, plain to see. You could've strove my head in with that foot of yours but you went easy on me, didn't ya?" Speedwagon proclaims and the crowd gasps in response to the blonde.

"I came here for the sake of my father. You have a family, people who expect you to return from this dark business. It is not my place to cause them grief." Jonathan declares, standing proudly with a sparkle in his eyes.

What a nice guy honestly, constantly making you feel like you're friends with an angel. Ugh, and to think you were gonna whoop their street thug asses.

"I wanna know the name of him who spared me," Speedwagon steps forward and you notice that the soundtrack has risen in volume and majesty. Jojo's theme's really cool like that.

"Jonathan Joestar." The blue-haired man states proudly. He even puts his dorky hat back on powerfully.

"Well pleased to make your acquaintance, and it's always good to see the incredible (Y/N)," Speedwagon says, smiling at you before continuing, "If it's Asian concoctions you're looking for, watch your back. The druggist is one sly customer."

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"Speedwagon and I met years ago, back when I first went to London. In the midst of trying to find your father the perfect shrubbery, I ran into a street gang. Blah, blah, blah, I save Robbie, he falls face-first into a queen of thorns plant. I leave London with a friend and he heads home with a scar," You explain dreamily, leaning your face into your palm and looking out the small carriage window, "He was really cute back then too, I think he was like 17? I must've been into older guys at the time, though he didn't really reciprocate. I have no idea how he got into a gang himself."

The blueberry haired man you're sharing the carriage with laughs at your usual behaviour, "Have you ever met anyone normally?"

You pout slightly, "Sure I have. You and I met normally after all."

"(N/N)... I was stuck in a tree." Jojo sighs, sweatdropping as much as someone could in Jojo.

"And I rescued you, so what? People meet animals like that all the time. Speaking of... have you planned the whole Dio confrontation thing yet?" You turn to face the Joestar with a serious face.

"Actually I have. We'll turn the lights off and when he returns home we'll..."

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The thunder rumbling outside the manor does nothing to calm down the nervous thoughts running through your mind. You were Dio's friend after all and finding out someone you trusted is an attempted murderer is never a pleasant feeling.

"What's the meaning of this? Why's it so bloody dark?" Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Dio walks into the room, annoyed and wearing what you reckon is his coolest outfit. It had a feathery cape and everything, "Jojo?"

The Joestar beside you lights a match and uses a candelabra to illuminate your location. Neither of you looks very happy in the faint light, though you do look particularly good in the dark long-sleeved shirt and (F/C) trousers you'd changed into on the journey. Dio meets your eyes after your blue earrings glint in the light. You can't help but gulp.

"You're a poisoner Dio Brando. I have all the proof I require and then some."

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