P H A N T O M  B L O O D  
     
   "Walking on sunshine, woah! And don't it feel good?"

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"So you're telling me I have this hamoff thing?" You ask sceptically.

After much kissing Jojo and Erina had left of their walk since well, it's important to the plot and they'd met this strange Italian fella (some sort of dilf dressed all in white) who was now talking to you about ham.

"Sì, Hamon. These flowers are a testament to it," The odd baron replies and well, it's true, the gardens still blooming despite it being winter and snowing all the time.

"Oh, the garden? Well alright then," Boom, magic words, you're much more trustworthy of the baron all of the sudden. The key to a Victorian's heart was flowers after all, "Since Jojo trusts you, I guess I have no choice but to do the same, sir. Besides I can appreciate anyone who appreciates my work."

"Actually, this sunshine magic thing would explain my naturally shining appearance and sunny disposition," You say smugly, moving her hands to frame her face like a painting.

The Zeppeli sighs, "Normally I'd prefer to take on more modest students. But sadly yours is a special case.

"That's right, I am special." You grin and turn to a certain Joestar who's started laughing, "Jojo, what's so funny all of a sudden? You're the one who brought this peculiar, peppery-smelling person here?"

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The Zeppeli, Joestar and you are all sitting on the edge of a bridge in a cool way. Turns out the Italian was here to kill Dio, who, thank goodness, hadn't actually been crushed to death by the towering architecture of his final failure to defeat the Joestars after you left him to rot.

Wait a second, you left him to die for a good reason! How dare he still be kicking.

"(Y/N), Jojo, my history with the stone mask has been a long one," The moustached man begins, snapping you out of a Dio induced daze you'd rather not have, "I was your age. Hard to believe that was ever the case now."

Your eyes widen slightly... You can tell the ripple master is older than you but by how much? Is he still talking about the 19th century you're currently in?

Oblivious to your insulting thoughts, the Baron continues.

"I harboured a great thirst for adventure, as the young so often do. It was my good fortune to travel the world as a member of my father's archaeological team. Would that we had never lain eyes on those Aztec ruins that day."

Aztecs hm? You wonder if that's relevant to anything. Probably not.

"You're saying..." Jojo says, shocked after realising something you haven't

"Yes. The hands that pulled that evil artifact into the light of day belonged to me," Zeppeli announces solemnly, "One ill-fated night during the voyage home, a man in our number succumbed to his curiosity and donned the mask."

'That should've been alright as long as there wasn't any blood around.' You think.

"The change in him was immediate! Rampaging through the ship, he ripped his companion's heads off in a bacchanalia of blood!"

'Oh.'

"Fifty-eight crew members butchered in a matter of minutes!" The baron continues, "I dove into the sea to escape but the fiend gave chase! Suddenly dawn rose, as he crumpled into dust in the sunlight, I saw his face and to my utter horror... The demon was my father."

Zeppeli's eyes fill up with tears, "The crewless ship drifted away with the mask still aboard. I had survived! But it was cold comfort knowing the mask's dreadful power could be unleashed again. I dedicated my life to find stop its evil."

"That pledge lead to my discovery of Hamon," The Zeppeli's face shifts dramatically to being determined rather than sad and he stands up on the bridge, "The energy we call Hamon is created by the flow of one's blood. Those who wear the mask feed on the blood of others to consume that energy. Hamon and the mask, they are two sides of the same coin!"

You once again don't immediately catch on to what the Italian was trying to say. But Jojo does... Is it an archaeology thing?

"Of course! We can overload Dio with that which animates him!" Jojo exclaims and your eyes widen, what did this Hamon have to do with David Productions?

"Correct! If we can hit Dio with enough Hamon energy that devil will burst asunder!" The Zeppeli holds up his hand and you watch as yellow lightning bolts and sparkles fizz around one of his fingers, "Hamon's ripples are the same form as the waves of light sent out by the sun itself! The bane of all vampires!"

"Baron Zeppeli, I beg of you, teach me how to wield it! I promise I'll give it my all!" Jojo declares, standing up as well.

"You don't get a choice in the matter, amico. Given your contentious history with Dio, I'm sure he will be coming for you." Zeppeli says coolly before laughing and patting Jojo's head.

"Wait so all we have to do is over water Dio and he'll drown like a flower in a pot? But with... Sunshine magic?" You ask, smirking before standing up as well, "I like your funny words, magic man.

"Just for that, I'll be making you train under me as well," Zeppeli says and Jojo happily takes your hand.

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Hamon training was... Very specific. To say the least.

You and Jonathan had to both change into these tight high waisted black trousers and sleeveless turtle necks to better help with the training. Apparently. The sad thing about it being winter is that you're both freezing all the bloody time. Though it did show off how buff and tall both Jojo is. No one could really compete with the mountain turned aristocrat in terms of bulk.

Hell, you probably wouldn't be that buff if it wasn't for all the time you spent working out with the beefy malewife.

Regardless, you make it your mission to flirt with Jojo and Erina as much as possible while you were training. Though that does tend to upset Mr Zeppeli.

So there you are, pouting at your mentor as you're forced to balance on a tower of stones on one leg while holding a big rock in each hand, plus all the little rocks attached to the big ones.

Yeah no, wow. You could be the avatar at this point.

"Are you struggling, (Y/N)? The sunshine magic too much for you?" Your Italian teacher says smugly, standing calmly in the shiny rippling water under you and your rocks.

"Oh shush, baron. I'll have you know I'm doing great," You scowl. Though it doesn't take long for you to grin deviously, "I'm so glad that you're still able to train people considering how senile you're getting."

Mr Zeppeli sighs and splashes away, going over to watch Jojo who's doing the same thing as you.

'Nice.' You think smugly before remembering the physically exhausting task you're doing.

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For lunchtimes Zeppeli lets you and Jojo take a break, and today Erina and Speedwagon come to sit on the bridge with the three of you. Luckily you'd made enough lunch for everyone, even for the baron who needs loads of sandwiches.

To be honest, you do think the baron's kinda a great guy- but that won't stop you in your quest to not train properly so you can continue getting laid!

Ahem... Speaking of the lunch it's a few fairly simple dishes considering your recent loss of kitchen. Only a few previously mentioned peppery sandwiches, some scones, and a few cakes. Of course, there was tea too, with cute little teacups for everyone to toast to Dio's death with.

Speedwagon's telling some crazy story about his gang as you all eat and you can't help but feel so, so happy.

This has got to be the best day ever, right? You've got Robbie making everyone laugh, a less strict than usual Zeppeli and Erina and Jojo are both being cute and trying to feed each other some tiny cakes.

What more could you want?

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"What a sight for sore eyes, love."

You hear a kinda sexy, very spooky voice say when you enter your shed later that night. Never a good thing to hear when you're entering a dark room that's supposed to be locked.

And there's the intruder, sat in a bathtub placed in the middle of the room. Just great, Dio's naked in your house. Oh, and he's scattered rose petals everywhere.

You immediately step back outside the shed and shut the door. Staying completely still and trying your hardest to steady your breathing as you hear Dio huff.

"Don't just pretend like you didn't see me!" The blonde yells, "Let's be civil about this (Y/N)! I've missed you."

"I doubt that," You respond in equal annoyance, opening the door back up and watching the blonde still upon your return, "Why are you here?"

"I wanted to see you, that's all. Don't you want to see me?" Dio coos, beckoning you closer. You get what he's tryna do, seduce you into letting your guard down.

Ha, he thinks that just because his skin is glistening like polished marble under the moonlight and his eyes are the most vibrant red you've ever seen that you'd just go over to him? Well, he'd be right.

"You can't be here, Dio," You whisper, stepping closer to the blonde, so close that you're leaning over the bath and your noses are touching.

"Say my name again, love," The blonde hums, reaching up to touch your face, claws tracing your lips. It's hard not to feel overwhelmed by his presence, his beauty, his power. There's no way he isn't using some kind of vampire charisma on you though, he's just a little too shiny and enticing to be believable.

"Dio," You say, glancing about his face, his fangs, his affectionate eyes, "I'm seeing other people. And I'm pretty sure you're drunk."

"Vampires can't get drunk. I just ate a couple of intoxicated people," Dio narrows his eyes at you, "Who's 'other people'?"

You jerk back as the vampire hisses, frowning slightly as he reaches for you again. Too angry to be the human you knew two weeks ago, "Are these my roses on the floor?"

"I, Dio, am the only one who deserves your affections. You love me," The blonde glares at you, "It's that bastard Jojo, isn't it? He's stolen you away? He can't compete with me. You know that."

"Are these my roses?"

Dio doesn't respond, viciously reaching for you again. You sigh and skedaddle, getting the hell out of there. You'll find somewhere else to sleep, in the arms of your lovers preferably. You'll just tell them you had a nightmare.

When's Dio gonna get the hint, huh?

You're not into vampires.

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You perch on a boulder, watching Zeppeli and Jojo begin to fight. Gasping when your teacher's arm contorts and punches Jojo from a distance that shouldn't be possible.

How the fuck did he do that?

"Zoom punch is a useful one. I merely dislocated my shoulder. Hamon dulls the pain and the surprise is well worth the effort," The baron says to his shocked audience. You can agree, the element of surprise is one of your favourites during a fight, "You must maintain the rhythm of your breath even when taking a hit."

You laugh slightly as Jojo gets booped over the head by the umbrella but you go quiet when Zeppeli wacks you round the back of the head.

Ow. Bit uncalled for.

"If your mind and heart are tempestuous the calibre of your Hamon will suffer." Zeppeli finishes his lesson. With unnecessarily big words, you reckon.

"Yes sir." Jojo and you both echo. You hope the teacher won't hit you again.

That fear is quickly replaced with curiosity when you see Speedwagon running towards the three of you, yelling, "Oi I found something!"

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Kachow.

I'm not sure about this chapter but I'm super ill so this is as good as I'm able to get it really. Sorry :))

Hope you enjoyed!