It was another day, another slay, and I could happily say that I was spraying perfume on myself, gladly enjoying the nice smell. I was the perfume my best friend had bought me for my birthday, but let me tell you, it's something I never expected to take such a strange turn...
As I sprayed the perfume on myself, I noticed a strange sensation on my skin. It felt like tiny electric shocks were pulsing through my body, making my hair stand on end. Suddenly, I began to feel light-headed, and my vision started to blur.
I stumbled backwards and tried to steady myself, but it was no use. The world around me began to spin, and before I knew it, I had blacked out. When I came to, I found myself in a strange room, surrounded by unfamiliar faces.
It took me a few moments to gather my bearings, but eventually, I realized that I had been transported to some sort of laboratory. There were beakers and test tubes lining the walls, and I could hear the hum of machines in the background.
My heart began to race as I tried to piece together what had happened. Had the perfume caused me to have some sort of allergic reaction? Had I been kidnapped? I tried to speak, but my throat was dry, and my voice came out as a croak.
One of the scientists noticed my distress and came over to check on me. "Don't worry," he said soothingly. "You're in good hands. We just needed to run a few tests."
I stared at him incredulously. "Tests? What kind of tests?"
The scientist hesitated before answering. "We've been conducting experiments on human subjects. Trying to unlock the secrets of the human mind."
I felt a chill run down my spine. "What does that have to do with me?"
"You were chosen at random," he explained. "We needed a new subject to test our latest serum on. And it just so happened that you were wearing the perfect fragrance to help it penetrate your skin."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Had I really been used as a guinea pig in some twisted scientific experiment? And all because of a birthday gift from my best friend?
As the reality of my situation sunk in, I knew I had to find a way out. But how? The scientists were too well-armed, and the laboratory was too heavily guarded. I was trapped.
But I refused to give up. With every breath I took, I vowed to fight back and escape this nightmarish place. And someday, when I was free, I would make those scientists pay for what they had done to me.
As I was being transported to another room where they would probably keep me as a test subject, I noticed one person walking by, it was someone I actually had seen before, a classmate of mine, Dio Brando.
My heart sank as I recognized Dio Brando. I had heard stories about him from my classmates. They said he was manipulative, cunning, and had a cruel streak a mile wide. And now, he was walking straight towards me, a sly smile on his face.
"Hello there, my dear," he purred. "It seems we're going to be spending quite a bit of time together."
I shuddered at the thought. Dio Brando was the last person I wanted to be stuck with in this situation. But as he approached, I noticed something strange. His eyes were glowing a bright shade of yellow, and his skin was paler than usual.
"What's going on with you?" I asked cautiously.
Dio Brando chuckled. "Oh, just a little experiment of my own. You see, I've been injecting myself with various serums and chemicals, trying to unlock the secrets of immortality."
My eyes widened in horror. Was he insane? Did he really think he could achieve immortality through these experiments?
Dio Brando must have sensed my fear, because he leaned in closer. "Don't worry, my dear. You won't feel a thing. I promise to make your stay here as comfortable as possible."
I tried to pull away, but his grip was too strong. As he led me to the next room, I knew that I was in for a long and dangerous journey. But with Dio Brando by my side, I also knew that I needed to be very careful.
A week passed, and I realized that the tests that were being run on me, made things just a tad bit harder to take, as I felt immense pain, and never any result, they were all so dissapointed, all but Dio. Dio seemed to know something was finally going right in his life, and I seemed to be that thing.
The pain I felt during the tests was excruciating, and I could barely move. But as the days passed, I noticed something strange happening to my body. My senses became heightened, my reflexes sharper, and my mind felt clearer than ever before. It was as if the experiments were unlocking some sort of hidden potential within me.
Despite the pain, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Maybe, just maybe, there was a silver lining to all of this. But as I looked around the laboratory, I could see the disappointment etched on the faces of the scientists. All except for Dio Brando.
Dio was ecstatic. He had been the one injecting me with the serums, and it seemed like his efforts were finally paying off. He watched me with an intensity that made me feel uneasy, as if he was waiting for something to happen.
As the days went by, I began to feel a strange connection with Dio. It was as if we were two sides of the same coin, both searching for something more. And as he shared his plans for the future, I found myself getting caught up in his grand vision.
"We could rule the world, you and I," he said, his eyes blazing with ambition. "We could be unstoppable."
I tried to resist, to tell him that this was madness. But a part of me was already drawn to his power and charisma. And as he injected me with yet another serum, I felt myself getting stronger, faster, and more powerful than ever before.
It was a dangerous path that I was on, but I couldn't deny the thrill of it all. With Dio by my side, anything was possible. And I knew that together, we could achieve greatness.
I woke up feeling disoriented and confused. The last thing I remembered was Dio Brando spraying me with my own perfume. But now, I was back in my own bed, with no memory of how I got here.
As I sat up, I noticed something strange. The scent of the perfume still lingered on my skin, but it was mixed with something else. Something musky and masculine. And then I saw him, Dio Brando, lying next to me, a sly smile on his face.
"Good morning, my dear," he said, his voice low and seductive.
I recoiled in shock. How had he gotten here? And why was he in my bed?
"You...what are you doing here?" I stammered.
Dio chuckled. "Oh, I just couldn't resist the chance to see what other secrets that little perfume of yours might hold."
I felt a shiver run down my spine. I had no idea what he meant, but I knew that I didn't want anything to do with whatever twisted experiments he had planned for me.
"Get out," I said, my voice firm. "Get out of my house, and stay away from me."
But Dio just laughed and leaned in closer. "I'm not going anywhere, my dear. Not until I've unlocked all of your hidden potential."
I pushed him away, scrambling out of bed and reaching for something to defend myself with. But as I looked back at Dio, I could see the glint of something in his eyes. Something dangerous and unpredictable.
As Dio lunged at me, his eyes filled with a wild and reckless energy, he tripped over his own feet and stumbled forward. His arms flailed wildly as he tried to regain his balance, but it was too late. He crashed into the dresser next to my bed, sending a flurry of objects flying through the air.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing at the absurdity of it all. Here was this powerful and feared figure, reduced to a bumbling fool by his own clumsiness.
Dio scowled at me, clearly embarrassed by his mistake. "It's not funny," he growled. "I'll get you next time."
But I couldn't stop giggling as I watched him struggle to stand back up, his once-imposing figure now looking more like a cartoon villain.
As he finally managed to get back on his feet, he dusted himself off and glared at me once again. "You may be laughing now," he said, his voice low and menacing. "But I assure you, I won't be so easily defeated next time."
I nodded, still trying to contain my laughter. "Sure, sure. Just be careful not to trip over your own feet again."
Dio scowled once more before turning and storming out of the room, his pride no doubt wounded by the ridiculous scene he had just caused.
I knew that there was still danger lurking ahead, that Dio's plans for me were far from over. But for now, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and amusement at the comical way in which he had failed to attack me.
As the morning sun filtered through the windows, I found myself sitting across from Dio at the kitchen table, still chuckling to myself at the memory of his earlier stumble. But despite his earlier embarrassment, Dio seemed to be in good spirits, even cracking a few jokes as we prepared breakfast together.
"So, what do you think of my cooking skills?" he asked, gesturing to the plate of eggs and bacon he had just finished cooking.
I took a bite of the bacon, savoring the crispy, salty flavor. "Not bad," I said, trying to hide my surprise at how good it actually tasted.
Dio grinned. "I'll take that as a compliment."
As we ate, we chatted about all sorts of things, from our favorite TV shows to our plans for the future. And as the conversation flowed, I couldn't help but notice a subtle undercurrent of flirtation between us.
It was strange, considering how we had started off as enemies just a week ago. But as I looked into Dio's piercing yellow eyes and saw the way his lips curved into a small smile, I felt myself drawn to him in a way I couldn't quite explain.
After breakfast, we cleaned up together, teasing each other playfully as we washed the dishes and wiped down the counters. And as we worked, I found myself feeling more and more at ease around him, almost as if we had been friends for years.
As the morning wore on and we went about our day, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for us. But for now, I was content to enjoy the simple pleasures of breakfast and laughter with Dio, and to savor the unexpected turn my life had taken.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Dio and I made our way to our respective rooms to get ready for the day ahead. As I rummaged through my closet, trying to decide what to wear, Dio poked his head in, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Are you sure you don't want to wear something a little more...revealing?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
I rolled my eyes, knowing full well that he was just trying to get a rise out of me. "Nice try, Dio," I said, grabbing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from the pile of clothes on my bed.
Dio chuckled. "Can't blame a guy for trying."
As we finished getting ready and made our way out the door, Dio turned to me, a serious expression on his face. "You know, Y/n," he said. "I never expected things to turn out like this. But I'm glad they did."
I looked at him, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. "Me too," I said softly.
As we stepped outside, I felt the warm sun on my skin and smiled. It was a beautiful day, and I was excited to spend it with Dio. But as I looked over at him, I noticed he was carrying a black umbrella.
"Dio, why do you have an umbrella with you?" I asked, confusion written all over my face.
He smirked at me, his eyes glinting mischievously. "Oh, no reason," he said, twirling the umbrella in his hand.
I raised an eyebrow, still not understanding. But as we walked further into the sunlight, I felt a sudden burning sensation on my skin.
"Ow! What the-?" I yelped, looking down at my arm where a small patch of skin had turned red.
Dio chuckled, holding the umbrella over his own head. "I'm a vampire, Y/n. I can't be out in the sun without protection," he explained, still grinning.
I groaned, rubbing my arm. "And you couldn't have told me that before we came outside?"
Dio shrugged, still smirking. "Where's the fun in that?"
I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Here I was, walking down the street with a vampire carrying an umbrella to protect himself from the sun.
"Well, at least you're prepared," I said, still chuckling.
Dio nodded, a satisfied look on his face. "Always."
As I continued to complain about the sun, Dio's annoyance started to show. "Y/n, you need to get under this umbrella. You're starting to burn," he scolded her.
"I know, I know," I whined, but made no move to get closer to Dio and his umbrella.
Dio rolled his eyes, exasperated.
"Come on, Y/n. You know the consequences of not avoiding the sun. You don't want to end up looking like a burnt piece of toast, do you?"
Y/n grumbled but eventually gave in and stepped under the umbrella with Dio. As she did, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Here she was, a vampire of over a hundred years old, unable to handle a little bit of sunlight.
Dio seemed to sense her embarrassment, and his tone softened. "Don't be embarrassed, Y/n," he said gently. "We all have our weaknesses. And besides," he added, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I kind of like the way your skin looks when it's a little sun-kissed."
Y/n couldn't help but feel a flush rise to her cheeks at Dio's words. She looked up at him, the awkwardness between them almost palpable.
For a moment, they just stood there, both unsure of what to say. But then, as if on cue, a gust of wind picked up and blew Y/n's hair into her face. Dio reached out to tuck it behind her ear, his hand lingering on her cheek for just a moment longer than necessary.
Their eyes met, and in that moment, all the awkwardness between them seemed to evaporate. They both knew what they wanted, and they both knew that the other wanted it too.
Without a word, Dio leaned in and pressed his lips to Y/n's. It was a gentle kiss at first, but as the passion between them grew, it became more urgent, more heated.
Finally, they pulled away from each other, both a little breathless. "I think we should get inside," Dio said, his voice husky with desire.
I nodded, still a little dazed from the intensity of the kiss. As we made our way back to the safety of my home, I couldn't help but think about how unexpected this day had turned out to be. But then again, unexpected seemed to be the theme of my life ever since I had met Dio Brando.
As the bell rang, signaling the end of class, I practically sprinted out of the classroom, eager to meet up with Dio. I knew he was waiting for me, and I didn't want to keep him waiting any longer than necessary.
As I turned the corner, I saw him leaning against the wall, his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. "Took you long enough," he said teasingly.
I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips. "Sorry, I had a lot of notes to pack up," I said, falling into step beside him as we made our way out of the school.
"So, where are we going?" I asked, curious about Dio's plans.
Dio shrugged. "Just thought we could take a walk," he said. "Enjoy the fresh air and all that."
I nodded, content to simply be in his presence. As we walked, we chatted about our day, discussing the latest gossip from school and sharing our plans for the weekend.
As we reached a park, Dio took my hand, leading me to a bench under a shady tree. We sat down, enjoying the cool breeze that blew past us.
After a few moments of comfortable silence, Dio turned to me, his expression serious. "Y/n, I know we've only known each other for a few months, but...I feel like we have a real connection," he said. "And I was wondering...if you would like to be my girlfriend?"
I felt my heart race at his words, my mind whirling with emotions. But before I could respond, Dio leaned in, pressing his lips to mine in a gentle kiss.
As we pulled away, I looked into his eyes, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. "Yes, Dio," I said, smiling. "I would love to be your girlfriend."
Dio grinned, pulling me into a tight embrace. "Good," he said, his voice low and husky. "Because I have big plans for us."
I looked at him, slightly bemused, "What do you mean by that?"
Dio leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. "I mean, Y/n," he whispered, "that I have something special planned for us tonight."
I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest at his words. I had grown to care deeply for Dio in the months since we had met, and the thought of spending a special night with him was both exciting and nerve-wracking.
As our classes ended, Dio and I met up outside the school gates. He was dressed in his usual stylish attire, but there was something different about him tonight. His eyes seemed to sparkle with an extra intensity, and there was a mischievous grin on his face.
"Are you ready for our adventure, Y/n?" he asked, taking my hand in his.
I nodded, feeling a thrill of excitement run through me at the thought of what was to come. Dio led me down the street, his pace quick and purposeful.
As we walked, Dio regaled me with stories of his past exploits and adventures, his voice low and hypnotic. I found myself falling deeper under his spell with each passing moment.
Finally, we arrived at our destination, a secluded park on the outskirts of town. Dio led me to a quiet clearing, where a blanket and picnic basket were waiting for us.
"This is amazing, Dio," I said, taking in the beautiful scenery around us.
Dio grinned. "I thought you might like it," he said, pulling out a bottle of red wine from the basket.
As we ate and drank and talked, the tension between us grew more and more palpable. I could feel Dio's eyes on me, his gaze intense and burning.
Finally, he leaned over and pressed his lips to mine, a soft, gentle kiss that left me breathless. "I've been waiting to do that for a long time," he said, his voice low and husky.
I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through my body. "Me too, Dio," I said, leaning in to kiss him again.
As the night wore on, we lay together on the blanket, wrapped up in each other's arms. It was a moment of pure bliss, one that I knew I would treasure for the rest of my life.
As we made our way to the park, Dio kept his arm tightly wrapped around my waist, pulling me in close. The feeling of his body pressed against mine sent a shiver down my spine.
We found a secluded spot in the park, hidden away from the prying eyes of others. Dio leaned in close, his lips hovering just inches from mine.
"Y/n," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. "I've been thinking about you all day. I can't resist you any longer."
I felt my heart race as Dio's lips met mine in a fiery kiss. His hands roamed over my body, sending waves of pleasure through me.
As our tongues danced together, I felt myself grow more and more aroused. Dio's hands slipped under my shirt, his fingers tracing tantalizing patterns on my skin.
We pulled away for a moment, our breathing ragged and heavy. Dio's eyes were dark with desire as he gazed down at me.
"I want you, Y/n," he said, his voice low and husky. "Will you let me have you?"
I nodded, my own desire taking over. "Yes," I breathed. "Take me, Dio."
And with that, we gave in to our passion, lost in a sea of pleasure and desire.
I woke up the next morning, with that same lazy head, a ball of golden hairs in my bed, I couldn't help but chuckle at his sleeping peaceful face.
I lay there for a few moments, simply watching Dio's chest rise and fall with each breath. It was strange, this feeling of contentment and happiness that I had never felt before. I couldn't believe that this was my life now, waking up next to the man of my dreams.
As I shifted slightly, Dio's eyes fluttered open and he looked up at me, a small smile playing on his lips. "Good morning, Y/n," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep.
"Good morning, Dio," I replied, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. "Did you sleep well?"
He nodded, his arms wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer. "I always sleep well when I'm with you," he said, his voice low and intimate.
I couldn't help but blush at his words, feeling a surge of desire wash over me. "I know we have to get up and start our day," I said, trying to sound stern. "But can we stay in bed for just a little while longer?"
Dio grinned, his hand trailing down my back to rest on my hip. "I think we can manage that," he said, pulling me closer and settling back against the pillows.
As we lay there, tangled up in each other, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment, for this life that I had stumbled into. And I knew that no matter what the future held, as long as I had Dio by my side, everything would be okay.
However, a few more days passed, and it was Saturday, I was putting on my favourite perfume, the same one my best friend had bought for me before... And I didn't even realize... what happened when I sprayed the perfume...
As I sprayed on the perfume, the scent enveloped me, and I felt a sudden wave of dizziness wash over me. My vision blurred and before I knew it, I had collapsed onto the floor.
When I finally came to, I was lying on my bed, my head throbbing painfully. I sat up slowly, trying to remember what had happened.
And then it hit me. The perfume. The same one I had worn before that had caused me to fall unconscious. I couldn't believe I had been so careless as to wear it again.
I got up and stumbled towards the bathroom, trying to shake off the grogginess. As I splashed cold water on my face, I realized that I wasn't alone. Dio was there, watching me with a look of concern on his face.
"Y/n, are you okay?" he asked, stepping forward to steady me.
I nodded, still feeling a bit disoriented. "I think so. I just... wore the wrong perfume again."
Dio frowned, "What perfume?" he asked, clearly worried.
I explained the situation to him, feeling a little embarrassed at my mistake. But instead of getting angry, Dio simply took my hand and led me back to bed.
"Rest for a bit," he said, tucking the blankets around me. "I'll make you some tea."
As I lay there, watching him move around the room, I couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence. He had been there for me when I needed him most, even if it was just a silly mistake like this.
And as he handed me the steaming mug of tea, our eyes met, and I felt a warmth spread through me. Maybe this silly mistake had brought us even closer together.
EPILOGUE
Days had passed since the incident with the perfume, and Y/n had been careful to avoid using it. Dio, on the other hand, had been strangely quiet about the whole ordeal, and Y/n couldn't help but wonder if he was up to something.
One evening, as they sat together in the living room, Dio surprised Y/n by pulling out a small bottle of perfume from his pocket.
"I got this for you," he said, holding it out to her. "It's a new one, I promise. No strange side effects."
Y/n smiled, touched by the gesture. "Thank you, Dio," she said, taking the bottle from him. "But are you sure it's safe?"
Dio nodded. "I had it specially made for you," he said. "It's a unique blend of scents that I know you'll love."
Y/n hesitated for a moment before finally spraying a small amount of the perfume onto her wrist. To her relief, there was no sudden dizziness or loss of consciousness.
"It's beautiful," she said, taking a deep breath and enjoying the sweet aroma of the perfume.
Dio smiled, looking pleased with himself. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I want you to always smell lovely, just like you do now."
As Y/n leaned in to kiss him, she couldn't help but feel grateful for the strange twists and turns that had brought them together. Who would have thought that a simple bottle of perfume could change her life in such unexpected ways?
THE END
Note: This oneshot was inspired by the song "Perfume" by Lovejoy <3